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emergency-op-blog · 2 years ago

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Hii, your art gave me an idea for a fanfic ( ＾ω＾ ). The fanfic is posted under the cut.

About the fanfic: "you" perspective, generally gender-neutral, except for the name, which is written like so <name> so readers can change the name if they like (⌒‐⌒).

There's also a bit about eating pork, so if you don't eat pork, you can skip or ignore that part (/--)/.

You were just sitting in a café, enjoying your day off when, suddenly, a handsome blonde man sits down on the chair opposite you. You stare at him in mild surprise, your mouth slightly ajar.

"It's a good day for coffee and tea, no?" are the first words out of his mouth. He pulls his top hat down as a group of Marines run past, hiding his scarred face from view. He also angles his body sideways.

"W-What? Who...?" you try to ask.

But before you could finish your question, the unknown man pulls up the front of his top hat, gracing you with his brilliant smile, then he gestures to a waiter passing by. "Hey, do you mind getting me earl grey tea? If you don't have those, black coffee is good too." After saying that, he turns to you and asks, "How about you? What would you like to have?"

Spluttering, you make a fool of yourself as you struggle to find the words to ask this man who he was or why he was sitting across you and talking to you like you two had a prior appointment.

The man just laughs and pats you on the shoulder. "I know. It's a little hard to believe, isn't it? But yeah, I am waaay more handsome than I look in those bounty posters."

Your eyes widen to the size of saucers, shocked to hear that this man was a criminal.

Seeing as you were still unresponsive, the man laughs and waves for the waiter, gesturing, saying, "Yeah, sorry about that. Think they'll order later. Thanks, bud!"

The waiter finally leaves.

You blankly stare at the man and, finally getting your system to work, you ask, "Who are you and why are you here? If you think you can mooch off of me or-or-or use me in a criminal way, then you have another thing coming!"

The man blinks, surprised. Then he busts out laughing, cluthing his stomach. His personality seemed so carefree to you and so contrary to his get-up: top hat, long coat, and boots; that you would think this man was a gentleman, a real one from the upperclass, but he seemed to just be wearing it as a costume, like he was playing pretend. Or maybe that's just his style, who knows?

"Excuse me..." The waiter comes back and sets down the man's order. "Earl grey tea for you, sir."

"Thanks!" The unknown man takes a sip. "Mm~ that hit the spot! It's a reaal cold morning today, huh!" He eyes you, over the rim of the teacup, as he takes another sip. "How about you? Aren't you getting something?" he asks, setting his cup down.

The waiter and the man look at you.

You sigh. "Yeah, um, that would be a café latte for me, with extra milk, please." Your stomach rumbles from hunger. "And some bread... Um, maybe some bread and soup? Not a bread bowl, though. Please, spare me from that."

The waiter laughs a little. "Alright, so that would be a café latte with extra milk, plain bread, and soup." The waiter bows before leaving you two alone again.

When you look at the man, you notice he's staring at you with a twinkle in his eye.

"What?" you ask, slightly miffed.

He shakes his head. "Nothing, but you did remind me how hungry I am." He grins, and you swear you remember seeing that same smile somewhere before, somewhere that's also a bounty poster.

"Huh. So what's your name?" you ask, resigning to your fate, to a quiet day out interrupted by a criminally-inclined stranger. 'Let's just hope he doesn't make me pay for his drink too, or at the very least, make me a hostage or something,' is what you think.

He takes off his top hat and rests it on the table, a pristine glass-topped steel table in a trendy café in France street. His hand messes up his curly hair, which was already quite messy to begin with, before looking at you and answering, "The name's Sabo. And you?"

You're quiet for a second, thinking about where you heard that name before. Then you shake your head, unable to remember. "I'm <Priscilla>, but my friends just call me <Princess>."

He laughs suddenly. After wiping a tear from his eye, the one not surrounded by scarred skin, he answers, "<Princess>, really?"

You frown. "Is there something wrong with my nickname?"

He shakes his head. "No, no, it's great! Your friends have amazing taste!" He says that but he laughs again, even almost spitting out the tea he was drinking.

You huff and roll your eyes at the man. "Excuse me, at least I have a nickname!"

He nods. "Right, right, having a nickname is better than nothing." He smiles, the twinkle in his eye growing.

That doesn't look too good.

But before you could elaborate on your thoughts, the waiter comes back with your food and drink.

At the smell of the soup, your stomach grumbles louder this time. Remembering you decided to have breakfast outside your apartment for once, you decide to ignore Sabo, the stranger interrupting your alone time, and instead focus on filling up your complaining stomach.

While you eat, Sabo goes quiet. He simply sits there and sips his tea. Eventually, the waiter comes back with his order, which is (surprise surprise!) the same as yours. He digs in as well, glancing at you from time to time.

You, on the other hand, are too focused eating the delicious warm soup (and was that a bit of pork meat in the soup?), enjoying your bread, and gulping down the café latte with extra milk.

After eating, you're left with a bit of latte, perfect for drinking slowly while your food digests.

Finally, you look at Sabo. Only then do you realize he's already eaten like three-four-five servings of... huh? Was that a bigger plate? What did he eat?

Looking at the stack of plates across you, you gulp your nervousness down before asking, "Are you going to pay for all of that?" You gesture at the plates with your finger.

He nods, looking at you strangely. Then his eyes light up and he starts laughing, covering his eyes while he does. "What? Did you think... that I was going to make you pay?" He continues to laugh.

The other patrons look at the two of you, their own quiet times interrupted.

You bow, apologizing, and they eventually move on. Sighing, you turn to Sabo with a fierce glare before whispering harshly, "What was I supposed to think? You mentioned a bounty poster and I--" Suddenly, you slap a hand over your mouth.

"Ahh! So it was that..." Sabo shakes his head. "Come on, don't you know me? I'm Sabo, the second-in-command of the Revolutionaries." He stretches his arms out, gesturing. "Did you think I would make a civilian pay for my meal?" He shakes his head again, looking disappointed.

Your jaw drops. "The--The Revolutionaries!?" Your hand, reaching for your cup of latte, shakes. 'That is even worse...How would I even get out of...'

Your thoughts are interrupted by his concerned gaze, his hand hovering over your own. "Are you alright?"

Suddenly, you're shaken out of your fears, the man in front of you just being so... so carefree... so free. You gulp and reply, "Yeah. Yeah, I'm alright. Just glad I don't have to spend my entire paycheck on a single meal."

He laughs, boisterous yet gentleman-like, leaving you wondering how he does it.

The waiter arrives with a little tray, delivering you your bill.

"But I didn't..."

"I asked for it. Don't worry," Sabo says. He hands the waiter some bills and tells him to keep the change, that it's his tip. Then he turns to you, extending a hand out. "Let's go?"

You shake your head, not getting it. "What do you...?"

You watch the waiter gawk at the amount of bills he was given. Then, the waiter thanks Sabo, even bowing deeply, before leaving you two.

"I'm sorry. Where are we going?"

He chuckles this time. "On a walk, of course. It's healthy to go on walks after a meal, yes? Besides..." He steps closer to you. "I don't know what you think of the Revolutionaries, but we're not bad people who dine and dash." He grins.

You blink. Subconsciously, your hand reaches for his, and you only realize this once he firmly holds your hand. "What?" You stare, shocked, at your treacherous hand.

Sabo just laughs. "Well then, <Princess>. Let's go on a trip, shall we?" He pulls you out of your cushy seat. With his other hand, he puts on his top hat.

The two of you walk down the street and, immediately, catch the eyes of some patrolling Marines.

"Shoot! They're still here?!" After saying this, Sabo suddenly hoists you up. Although instead of carrying you like a princess, he carries you like a bag of potatoes, slung over his shoulder.

"Hey! What do you think you're... Ahh!" You scream as he jumps up, inhumanely high at that, and, landing at a rooftop, promptly begins to jump from one rooftop to another. You scream all throughout, begging him to take the streets like a normal person.

He laughs all the while. "Sorry, <Princess>. This way's faster. Besides, you're safe with me. I promise." He winks.

Your heart skips a beat, although it might also be because of the way you two are travelling, so you scream, slamming your fists on his back, "You jerk! Put me down, right now!"

And that was the start of your, rather, eventful day off, as well as the beginning of your transition to a less cushy way of life, but not one any less joyful or fun.

Thank you for reading this far. I am truly grateful (T^T). Reblog and leave a comment (whether in the tags or as text) if you like (*´-`).

Bye-bye!

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dresshistorynerd · 4 years ago

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So I saw this illustration recently floating around here and it’s so riddled with bullshit I decided to go through it with meticulous detail. Also it’s whole point is bullshit, but we’ll circle back to it. I have to note I’m not dress historian and don’t know all the nuances related to history of undergarments, and wouldn’t have even room for that in this post. And the illustration is completely devoid of them anyway.

So strap in and jump into the rabbit hole with me! Let’s start with the accuracy of the figures illustrating the undergarments. I don’t know why the 18th century stays (corsets come later) look like that? They are so wrong in so many ways. This is what 18th century stays looked like.

They did not flatten the bust at all. On the contrary, they pushed the bust up. It makes the stomach flat, but bust very much not. The boning was made from whale bone, reeds or slim wood bents most often, which are all very bendable and soft materials. Which means it was firm but not hard or restrictive. They mostly just smoothed the torso and supported bust. Also none of these illustrations have shift or chemise under their corset/stays, which was extremely important part of the undergarment (they protected the skin from corset/stays and it from oils of skin).

Now I’m questioning weather the makers of this info graph have seen Regency dresses. Firstly they claim that the ideal figure was “natural waist” when you can see that the waist can’t even be seen under the dress. There’s literally no waist. I would rather say the ideal figure was long tube body and boobs (emphasis on boobs). They also say the “corset” (still stays) stops bellow the bust line, but if you have seen a Regency dress, you know the bust is basically on the chin. (There were some stays that actually stopped under breasts, but the ones with cups where much more common as they were better at getting the fashionable silhouette.)

You don’t achieve this look without some heavy lifting done by the undergarments.

Here’s what they looked like. (Picture is from Abigail Polston’s blog.) They were basically push up bras. They didn’t have boning at all or sometimes a couple bones, but were usually made at least partly of stiffened fabrics. Between the breasts there’s a wooden slab that keeps the boobs separate and the stays from crinkling. They only smoothed out the rest of the torso and their only real purpose was support the bust and lift the hell out of it.

The next figure has so so many things wrong about it. In 1830s the stays were basically same as Regency stays. In 1840s the stays started to have a little more of the Victorian hourglass shape, but their construction was still similar. Though at the same time corsets started to live along side stays, till in the 1850s they took over the undergarment business. Here’s an example of 1890s corset.

Victorian corset is result of very complicated engineering. The shape is achieved with very ingenious patterning and strategically placed bones. Maximal shape with minimal boning. When you go back to look at the 18th century stays, which are covered in bones and then check out bow little there’s bones in the Victorian corset. The shape subtly changed thorough the rest of the century, but the basic construction and hourglass figure stayed the same.

Now the description says tight lacing became popular and it’s not entirely wrong. Tight lacing became a thing. In the previous centuries it wasn’t really even possible in same sense, because the materials used were too soft. Well some rich fashionable women still did it in 18th century (with regency stays it just wasn’t possible), but because of the materials, they couldn’t restrict bodily functions like breathing (looking at you PotC). Victorian corsets however usually had couple of iron bones, the rest being the soft whale bone, giving them more ability to shape the body. Tight lacing however was not common. Some rich, young and fashionable ladies would do that, but it was seen broadly negatively at the time. People talked about the health consequences and perhaps more than that, saw it as very vain. Tight lacing every day for a long time had negative health consequences, but vast majority of women didn’t do that and they were nothing nearly as dramatic ass people claim. Corset’s magic wasn’t it’s ability to reduce waist, but rather accentuate bust and hips. It was all about the illusion. Padding was added too on top of the corset. All women used corsets and it didn’t restrict them from doing all kinds of stuff, like working in a factory, or climbing a mountain.

I don’t really have anything to complain about the 1900s, 1910s and 1920s. They have at least the right shapes and don’t have weird claims. Now, I’m not very knowledgeable in any decade after 1920s, but I know at least that bullet bra were already a thing in the 40s? You can see it in 40s dress silhouettes too.

After all this wildly inaccurate info, the whole point of the info graph is that lingerie is going backwards and apparently it’s a bad thing. It gives the impression that undergarments were bad in the ye olden times, then they got good and apparently they are bad again. I think the funniest part is when it says in the 80s bit that “lingerie no longer a way to control the body but to empower women”. Empower how? How were 80s bras more empowering that previous or following bras? Also it says that the ideal figure was “any”. Now, I’m not that familiar with 80s, but if you look at the fashion then, you definitely notice a common silhouette: broad shoulders and natural waist.

After that apparently shaping bras are used to make the bust look bigger, which is bad I guess. Worse than padding on shoulders for some reason?

It is not outright said that the undergarments of earlier periods were used to control women’s bodies, but it’s implied. That’s a really common misconception, but not really true. In the 17th century women didn’t wear stays, but the bodice was heavily structured and boned. When mantua (loose robe draped on body, think of robe á la francaise) entered the western fashion (around 1680s), women jumped on it. Stays became very quickly very popular, to give the fashionable silhouette even without the rigid bodice. Stays and mantua combo was more comfortable and more adjustable to changes in body so it took completely over the fashion during the 18th century. And when corsets became a thing in the Victorian era, most corset makers were women. Women invented a lot of the engineering that went into patterning corsets.

Corsets and stays were not some torture devices. They were flexible, constructed with the right measurements and their purpose wasn’t to reduce the measurements of the body, but rather create optical illusions and support the bust and the back. Many people who have used recreations of historical corsets say they are in many ways more comfortable than modern bras, which shift all the weight of the bust on shoulders. Corsets and stays distributed it on hips instead. Perhaps the biggest actual health concern with a regular use of corset especially (excluding tight lacing and stays didn’t to my knowledge have this problem at least to the same extend) is it supporting the back too much, making the wearer’s deep muscles wither. So in a way, they were too comfortable. Victorians were aware of that, and upper class women, who didn’t do manual labour, were encouraged to excercise to keep their torso in good shape.

Now at some point when making this post, I started to wonder who made this illustration and why. It does seem, if not well researched, at least professional. After googling the label in the bottom left corner, I found this.

The poster is saying it’s terrible when fashion tries to shape your body with clothing and it has the solution for you. Shape your body literally with the serum they are selling. They even say in the 2000s section that big bust is the desired shape, which now looks a lot like marketing. Though it doesn’t seem like they are selling it anymore. Their website is down and I couldn’t find any info on them. The whole product seems a little suspicious. It’s apparently a cream containing estrogen you put on your breasts and it should make your breast grow. Now I’m no expert, but that’s not how estrogen works. Any cream that claims it has some hormones that will change your body or skin? They don’t work. Don’t buy them.

I think this illustrates very well why I disagree so much with the idea that shaping your silhouette with clothing was so terrible and it’s good that we moved away from it. Fashion always has a silhouette, it’s part of the overall look. When the silhouette was still achieved with undergarments, your body shape and size didn’t matter. It wasn’t about the size, it was about proportion and you could create that with corsets/stays, padding and illusions. Nowadays you see sometimes thin celebrities praised for being fashionable when they wear boring clothes which show their stomach, and people have started to question if they actually have style or are they just thin. And often bigger people are ridiculed for wearing the exact same thing. Now it’s the body which is fashionable, not the clothing. And it leads to companies like these trying to push people to change their bodies.

Now, I don’t think any strict fashion or beauty standard is ever good, even if it could be achieved with clothing alone. But I think there’s something to be learned from past, to maybe not reserve fashion and style only for a specific type of body. I don’t think it’s ever helpful or healthy for a body type to be trendy. There’s always all types of bodies and they all deserve to enjoy style, if they wish.

TL;DR: Add tried to sell their boob cream by spewing inaccuracies about historical undergarments.

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lgcmax · 4 years ago

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별 ; THE FUTURE DREAMS PERFORMANCE.

… in which 𝐌𝐀𝐗𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐈, the shooting star, shows his star quality ! ( ⭐ )

as a note this is ... v long i’m sorry but the actual performance itself is pretty fast paced so not as long as this makes it seem lmao !!!!

wc: 1,427 words

was he scared ? hm ... that was a tough question. a year ago, when this had all began, he would have been nervous to perform, though you would’ve never known by looking at him. and now ? he was able to keep his nerves at bay, though by his stance, you would never be able to tell. as he approaches the panel of judges, he fidgets with his hair, looking uncomfortable as his eyes turn from the left to the right.

“ ah .... hello, my name is maxwell choi. but ... i go by max. hopefully today i’ll be able to s-show you some of my star quality. ” was the stutter too much ? perhaps, but it didn’t matter. after all, this wasn’t an act he’d have to keep for very long.

was he truly not scared ? or had the fear just translated into something different ? rather than the fear of performing that he’d held before, he held a more silent, looming one now - to do well. because now, there was no backup plan. enough time and energy had been invested in this whole idol thing, that for once, max choi doesn’t feel so comfortable with backing out. quite ... literally was riding on this one. and it started with future dreams.

“ you might be curious what my .... star quality is, ” he mutters, completely out of character for the male. “ well, it’d ... be boring if i just told you, wouldn’t it ? ” and with that, his energy seems to return full force, cheeks lifting into a mischievous smile. “ and, if you don’t know me yet, maybe this burst of energy surprised you, but ... i hope you’re willing to get used to it. there’s a lot of energy in such a small space, y’know ? so, i present to you ... ”

after receiving news of future dreams, max had pondered the question for days on end. what is my star quality ? even he didn’t know, initially. rapping was his everything, but he couldn’t help but worry others that were better could take his spot. and he couldn’t let that happen, not now. he won’t. but ... what did he have to do, when there were so many areas he had passions for, but was scared he didn’t shine as bright as the stars around him ?

“ ... max choi’s STAR quality extravaganza ! ” and with that, max reveals his sole prop, a poster board he spent all night slaving over, where the words he says appear in bold colors. “ ... the show where i show you all the reasons i should be future dreams next star ! but ... i don’t have much time, so let’s get it ! ”

okay, so max’s pretty informal, but it’s the only way that will allow him to loosen up properly for what’s to come. tapping on the s, he looks to the judges. “ so what’s the s stand for, you ask ? scary-good duality. don’t believe me ? i can be cute, i swear ! watch ... this ! ” max says a silent prayer that there are no cameras present in the building before he begins, turning around and closing his eyes as he takes a deep breath. when he turns around, his eyes open, sparkling as he meets them with a childish smile. the courage he’s built up over the last few months allows him to perform a short, aegyo-filled jingle without melting into a ball of embarrassment. with a triumphant heart finger, he finishes, bringing the mic back to his lips. “ i can assure you this level of cuteness will captivate every guy and girl who comes to see legacy perform ! ” he credits his bravery to the vlive where he learned how to be cute, as well as the performance that got him into project origin, both allowing him to be more comfortable with being cute. sure, this segment was more for fun to show personality, but it didn’t mean he wouldn’t give it his all.

“ but i’m sure you’re waiting for the opposing side of my duality, hm ? well i hate to dissapoint, but that will be shown in the final part of the show. but now ! the t is for ... trendy. trends are important, you know ? ” he asks rhetorically, the last question being spoken in english. “ you need someone on the team who’s ... internet savvy. a trendsetter. the type of person who’s always going viral on the internet, you know ? so ! that’s why i prepared a dance of my own creation to go along to one of dbsd’s best songs, love scenario. music, cue ! ” once the familiar chorus goes on, he begins, a short dance which both shows off his improving dance skill as well as has fun moves he believes others will have fun recreating. “ can’t you see this becoming a dance challenge on tiktok ? ” he asks once he finishes, a quick laugh following his statement. “ but i intend to captivate everyone’s attention with my ability to win people over and make new trends. ”

“ number three ... a stands for authenticity ! isn’t it good when an idol feels so down to earth, that fans feel as if they truly know them ? well, i hope to be the type of idol who stays true to who i am. but ... this one’s a little hard to show, so why don’t we go back in time ? ” pulling out a few pictures, he steps forward to place them on the judges table, trying his best not to cringe with embarrassment. the pictures show 4 versions of max - one of a beaming baby splashing in a bubble bath, the second of a childhood max surrounded by snow and wearing a marshmallow jacket, the third of a pubescent teen max as he sends a peace sign to the camera, trying to act cool surrounded by friends at a skatepark. the last is of max from the tour, still in his performance outfit as he gives a relaxed smile to the camera. “ all of these are me, and they’re all still a part of me. and as you can tell from them - and this performance - i’m a little out there. but i think that authenticity will be appreciated, and i intend to show my best, truest self. ”

song reference: [ un haeng il chi - vernon’s part ]

he feels himself stiffen as the realization of his words comes as he speaks, but quickly masks it as the male clasps his hands together. “ and for the final portion ! you might be thinking - max, these are all good, but ... what about performing ? what can you do ? well ... this is where my last star quality comes into play, as well as the second portion of my duality. rapping. ” the word puts an instant smirk on his lips, as it’s the one thing he’s most confident in, and one he’s not lost his partial cockiness in. “ but i promised i’d keep this short, so let’s get into it ! ” pausing for the song, he allows it to start, and when it does, the performer in him takes over. as he raps to the beat, he looks to the judges, and for a moment, they’re replaced in his eyes by thousand and thousands of fans. it makes him flash a smile, but only for a moment before his focus returns. the high-energy beat makes him truly feel alive, as only rapping can do, and by the time he’s finished he’s left breathless.

“ i hope i’ve showed you why i could become a star fit for future dreams, ” he concludes, panting as he gives a bow to the four.. “ and, you can keep the pictures ! because i want it to be my symbol that in the same way as you’re keeping a part of me through them, you’ll keep a part of my performance with you. thank you, this has been max choi’s STAR quality extravaganza ! ” to him, this was a sort of business proposal - and his inherited skills of persuasion from a car salesman dad and attorney mother were what helped him sell his point.

nothing more needed to be said. what happened from now on, happened.

#lgc:futuredreams #wc: 1427 #( and so the tale begins :: development. )#( we goin' higher :: career. )#THIS IS SO LONG GOD RIP #it took me so long ....#and yet all that for this and no formatting lMAO #also max does not have jisung's little piercing coughyetcough i'm so sad... :(#anyways let me shut up !!

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fyeahmino · 6 years ago

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[YG LIFE] Tracklist for MINO’s First Solo Album Revealed … Unique Featuring Lineup

Tracklist for MINO’s First Solo Album Revealed … Unique Featuring Lineup Including YOO BYUNG JAE – YDG

MINO Revealed the full track list for his first official solo album, composed of 12 songs written, composed, and produced by himself.

On November 20 at 10AM, YG Entertainment revealed a poster containing the track list for MINO’s first solo album, ‘XX’, through their official blog.

The track list was composed of 12 tracks including the title song ‘FIANCÉ, ‘TRIGGER’, ‘HOPE’, ‘O2’, ROCKET’, ‘UM…’, ‘LONELY’, ‘AURORA’, ‘her’, ‘AGREE’, ‘BOW-WOW’, and ‘ALARM’.

The title song ‘FIANCÉ’ is a song in a trendy Hip-Hop genre but will present unexpected charms since the song samples ‘Soyanggang Maid’, the trot song which is familiar to the public.

The unique featuring lineup also grabs the viewers’ attention. The third track titled ‘HOPE’ features YOO BYUNG JAE, and it is said that he and MINO have presented perfect harmony. The song ‘UM…’ features Blue.D from YGX, who had appropriate vocal tone for the mood of the song, creating a satisfactory outcome. YDG participated in track no. 11, ‘BOW-WOW’. MINO is said to have concentrated more than ever for the song, since he has been a fan of YDG since he was little.

What stands out is that MINO has been listed as a writer and composer for all 12 tracks, and even produced all songs in the album. MINO has revealed his passion for the album by stating, “The president told me to prepare for my solo album in the beginning of the year”. He continued, “From that day on, I only worked on making music in my own studio except when I had to sleep”.

Along with MINO who wrote, composed, and produced all songs, talented composers including KANG UK JIN, FUTURE BOUNCE, TEXU, 1105, MILLENNIUM, CHOICE37, Diggy, AiRPLAY, and HAE participated to raise completion of the album.

Like the title of the album ‘XX’ without limits on definition, the title song ‘FIANCÉ’ is also an atypical and experimental music for MINO. The song uses electronic organs as its lead source and samples a song from the 70s titled ‘Soyanggang Maid’, creating a unique Hip-Hop track.

MINO actively working with WINNER is a given, but alongside that he etablished his presence as a solo artist through hit songs like ‘I’M HIM’, ‘FEAR’ and ‘OKEY DOKEY’. Jam packing his first official solo album with 12 songs is also a warning that through the album, he will show, ‘The Real Song MinHo’. He has finely proved that this project is his by not only producing all 12 songs, but also being a part in the creation of the music video and the packaging concept.

#yg winner #winner #mino #song minho #t:article #t:news #e:xx

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bangtan-spells · 7 years ago

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Jimin Scenario: A Dream Come True.

Request:Can I request a scenario where the reader has a Jimin's fanclub and is invited to spend an entire day with him & he thinks she's different from the other girls bc she treats him like a normal person instead of a famous idol! And after that start to have interest in her! 🙈💜

Genre: Fluff.

You didn’t want to but you were biting your nails, and as you forced yourself to stop doing it you started biting your lips. The nerves were literally eating you as you waited for the page to be reloaded again as it had crashed fifteen minutes ago.

You had entered this contest on a hunch, hopeful, but somewhat already accepting you wouldn’t be the one winning it no matter how much you really wanted it. But had nonetheless because the possibility of having the opportunity of meeting him, no matter how small the chance, was worth the try. You thought you’d be calm just waiting for the results whatever those might be, but truth was you were on the edge of your chair wondering why the system had crashed and when were they going to fix it.

You breathed deeply as you saw the page loading again. The contest was really simple and truly it was something that depended more on luck than anything else as you just had to send a little letter with your description and why you loved Park Jimin, and in that aspect you were an expert because honestly, what was it to not love? You had a fan club of the guy, but not only because of how handsome Jimin was, but because he was an incredibly talented singer and dancer, a beautiful person who was aware of those around him and that reflected in his actions, he treated people well, and he had a smile hat could melt worlds and create new ones. That was how much you loved Jimin, as a fan, you knew you probably wouldn’t be involved with him ever, but just to know him and presence that smile from up close, talking to him, would be more than amazing.

You scrolled down the flashy announcements, the winner had been chosen. Your heart jumped and you felt like throwing up and running, as the emotion was strong within you and then you read your name.

You were the winner, you had been the chosen one.

For a moment you didn’t do anything and just read your name and the tittle that said you had won over and over again, and then you jumped screaming and smiling like crazy, watching the big poster of Jimin that you had gotten at a fan meet some years ago. You were going to meet him, finally. If dreams could really come true you guessed this was it.

The date that wouldn’t really be a date, but kind of, it would be you two having a whole day together but you didn’t know exactly what were you going to do so getting dressed was a bit troublesome, but since it was spring you guessed a pretty skirt and an elegant but still comfortable blouse would be good enough, you’d wear flats because with the nerves you’d sure fall in heels in front of Jimin and that you didn’t want. The day came, someone from Big Hit came to pick you up and you went there, you’d be meeting Jimin at the location. There was a woman explaining you some things you had to take into consideration because of this experience, like privacy and security matters, you tried hard to pay attention but you were a bit giddy, you weren’t worried about that as you knew you weren’t some crazy fan that would stalk him. For you a simple conversation and an iced coffee would do, you just wanted to finally get to know him.

-I’m glad you understand miss Y/N, this is just standard procedure, we really hope you enjoy your day, he’ll be waiting for you-

You had arrived to a coffee shop, smiling and bowing you said thanks to the woman before walking in, you didn’t have to look too much before you saw him.

Jimin was waiting sitting on the table but when he realized you were coming he stood up smiling and waving just before you were close enough to do the presentations. You realized then there were a little group of staff members so you wondered how exactly was this going to go, they had told you you were having a day with Jimin but maybe that included some staff as well.

-Hello, I’m Park Jimin- he bowed smiling. -It’s nice to finally meet you-

He said finally, like he had been the one waiting. You smiled at that, at how sweet he was. -I’m Y/N, It’s nice to meet you too-

-So how are you feeling today?-

You sighed happily. -Great I guess, I mean, I didn’t think I would be the one coming so, it’s great-

-So this was destiny then- he said making you and the staff laugh.

-Let’s take a picture of you together- a member of the staff said so you got closer to Jimin who very respectfully put a hand on your shoulder. -So Jimin we will pick you up soon, Y/N, enjoy your breakfast, we will be coming shortly- they said before leaving, so you would really be alone.

There were awkward smiles, both of you looking at each other not quite knowing what to do, until Jimin almost hit himself.

-Let’s sit- he laughed. -I forget sometimes, I’m a bit lightheaded Y/N, so please forgive me-

You shook your head. -It’s alright-

Jimin was an easy going person, you knew that, but somehow talking to him made it seem like you were discovering it for real, like that fact had really come down to you as something you really enjoyed in a guy. His smile was really sweet as well, and he smiled quite a lot. The conversation ran easily, you were surprised at even yourself since you weren’t shy, but maybe you thought you would be a bit awkward or starstruck by him, but talking to him was really natural.

-You like iced coffee and vegan cakes, what else do you like?- he asked and he actually seemed interested to know.

-Well I like vegan food, although I’m not exactly vegan, but I enjoy it, so fruits are great, and eggplant with tomato sauce and oregano is like my weakness-

He chuckled. -That sounds great, really-

-Yes, and you can add cheese to it too, it’s delicious, really yummy-

-Yummy- he repeated with a giggle. -That sounds like a little girl-

You laughed but still felt a bit of a blush and Jimin kept smiling. -But I will note that to try it, I promise-

After the coffee shop you went to walk around Gagnam a little bit, it was early but the streets were full with people and this time there was staff following you to avoid any incident if people got a little crazy. You spoke about that too, how it was a bit sad them not able to enjoy places like they should just because people didn’t respect their privacy.

-Not all fans are like that, I swear-

Jimin nodded. -I know, it’s just precaution, but you don’t seem like that at all, actually you are laid down Y/N, nice and fun but calm, and you like BTS!-

-Yeah! exactly- you laughed.

-And I’m your bias- he said pulling at the flaps of his jacket in a comical proud way that made you laugh.

You were sure you were blushing hard, you had to many things in mind just seeing him and yet your brain could only come up with a simple answer, the truth -Yes you are-

You talked about music and your favorite artists aside BTS, you also talked about your favorite songs to which you were a bit shy to confess Lie was your favorite as it was his solo, but you also loved House of Cards and Blood Sweat and Tears. Jimin had gladly agreed to your choices and had made you laugh again saying he wasn't biased but Lie was his favorite too.

The breakfast had been more like a brunch, so you only grabbed something light around Gangnam, and then a staff picked you up again to your next destination. The BTS gallery that was opened recently but would be just temporary. It was great going there with Jimin as he gave his inside view to every single item, and gave you little anecdotes about the boys, saying Yoongi messed up constantly but wouldn’t admit or that everyone had to tone down Hoseok so all of them could follow the choreography.

You spent there quite a few hours and you were given a bag with gifts, special editions of the Season Greetings and Albums as well as some other goodies, you had to admit you already had most of it but you were gleeful and happy for the gift as these was were even more special.

After that you went to an arcade where you didn’t spend that much time but you still had fun, you weren’t good in all the games but Jimin wasn’t either so you had a good time, realizing how comfortable you were with each other even if you had just met.

For dinner you went to a pretty nice restaurant, not over the top fancy, but it showed it was trendy and good, so it was amazing to be able to go there with him. Just when you were sitting he did something and this time you were starstruck, lovestruck and everything that followed. He did his move with the hair. It had been odd him not doing it all day, like he had been saving it for last.

-What? I got something on my face?-

Beauty. You were about to respond. But you just shook your head and looked the other way to hide your blush. -This is pretty good place-

-The staff chose it, because I don’t know much places around since I don’t go out that often… If It were me I’d have chosen a chicken place- he laughed and you did so too.

-Chicken is amazing-

-It is, I love it although I can’t eat it fried-

You nodded understanding the diet issue but not bringing it up to not ruin the mood.

You ate hamburgers and god they were big and tasty. He took photos of the food and also of you, which made you blush again.

-I will keep it as a memory, if that’s ok-

You wanted to go hug him at how precious he was, you had a folder with far too many photos of him to be counted, and he was asking so respectfully for one of yours. Park Jimin was an angel.

-Of course-

It had been a great day overall, you had fun and you got to know how great Jimin was in person as he was what he showed to people and then more. You knew it hadn’t been a date and he had only gone out with you because of the contest but either way you knew it was a day you’d always remember.

-It was so nice meeting you Y/N, really, I wish the best for you- he said when he was dropping you off at your house with the rest of the staff.

-It was an honor, I will keep supporting BTS and you of course-

-I really hope so-

Jimin went to the dorm after that, the boys were already there as schedule had been light for the day. When they saw him getting in so smiley all of them gathered around asking how had it been.

-It was great-

-So she was cool?- Namjoon asked since they had previously talked about the fear of the fangirl being too intense.

-She’s… her name is Y/N and she’s totally different from what you’d think she is, she’s… she’s amazing girl, I’m kind of sad now-

All of them laughed and ruffled his hair to start teasing him.

-Didn’t you pick up her number? You know, from the sidelines?- Hoseok asked earning a reprobatory stare from Jin. -What? He likes her-

-I didn’t, I regret it though, I want to get to know her more-

-I’m not saying this because of anything but… she probably left her personal info at the page when he registered for the contest- Namjoon pointed out nonchalantly making the others tease Jimin more.

Jimin just laughed, shaking hands with Namjoon after the tip that he was going to take for sure.

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fictionalarsonist · 7 years ago

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「 exo_chanyeol | Deceptionist 」

pairing: chanyeol ⨯ reader feat. exo’s junmyeon ++kyungsoo, baekhyun and jongdae genre: angst, some fluff, idol reader!au, guitarrist pcy!au (plotwise) rating: PG-13 (slight cursing) type: drabble word count: 4.5K

… As it has been said in a song _Drabble Series 11. “I’ve got slicked back hair Skin tight jeans Cadillac car And a teenage dream" - Rocker by AC/DC

a/n: the story’s not edited, so there might be mistakes.

「 MASTERLIST | REQUEST 」

A stable boring but well-paying office job with a leash around his neck, drinking some trendy caffeine filled poison every morning and meeting his colleagues every night to lose the leash for a few hours, but only enough because the next day there’d be more of the same. Such a predictable future where he’d come over to his parents’ house during every weekend before seeing some chick playing hard to get while looking down on him until he’s making enough money to buy his upgraded version of anything she wants to live in that’s better than any of her nosy friends’, next thing a baby and he’d go to some of the back in the day’s routine with his old friends looking for an easy to get younger catch that’d last a night if he’s not too tired.

If life’s a train track, carefully planned and set by his well-off parents, then Chanyeol’s a train wreck, not the least sorry for destroying all this utopia and get on his own way, decided to be the worst disappointment of everyone lives. He doesn’t mind walking out of his house when his father told him to after going through a crazy range and breaking Chanyeol’s beloved guitar in pieces with bloodshot eyes, Chanyeol can’t really believe his mother tears are for him, it just seems like she’s crying for the now deconstructed image she has of him, Chanyeol can’t help but cry too, he’s not sure for what reason, but he cries as well. The dirty, small house doesn’t even have a proper door, let alone a locker, is much different from the house he came from, but it’s better than living in the streets and is far better than living a lie. There’s this guy, older than him, who lives a life he doesn’t know well but has no choice but share the small house with, his incomes are too short to pay for it alone and since he takes most of his times to dedicate to his dream, going for auditions and whatever he can get as long as he keeps playing his guitar.

Confined in a very small bedroom where his bed is a dirty comforter on the floor, Chanyeol’s past the time where he’d tell himself he made the right choice, he hears when the front door is slammed shut, a tell-tale that his roommate arrived, he doesn’t mind the sound of things falling on the floor echoing the background, nor the mumbled, incomprehensible talking, muffled not by the almost paper-thin walls but probably from the alcohol, at most, Chanyeol knows, Junmyeon probably brought someone in and he reaches out for his headphones.

Holding the pencil with his teeth, Chanyeol keeps his eyes narrowed at the music sheet in front of him while his fingers are drawn back to play with the well-known chords with a heartfelt familiarity, he stops every once to write down the new outcomes, to correct something, to write down a side-note, too distracted into his music and eager to ignore any other sound aside from his guitar to notice anything else.

It’s not a sound but a smell that makes Chanyeol stop everything he’s doing, it’s different than the smell of old sweat and dirty laundry that lingers around the house, not him nor Junmyeon are the cleanest people in the world, as long as he’s comfortable, he doesn’t mind wearing the same clothes as much as possible, it means he doesn’t have to deal with that confusing machine too much. But, again, it’s none of those smells, it smells like food and Chanyeol doesn’t stop to notice that it smells delicious and appetizing, he simply places his guitar and headphones down, jolting up towards the kitchen as fast as he can, the remembrance of Junmyeon almost setting the house on fire the last time he tried cooking while drunk almost causing him to panic.

The sight of Junmyeon passed out on the small sofa in the room between the two bedrooms, the even smaller bathroom and the insignificant kitchen makes Chanyeol doesn’t help.

“Do you want to kill everyone?”, he doesn’t want to look at whoever you are, instead, occupies himself with turning off the stove and whatever else he can find.

“What are you doing?”, you turn away from the vegetable you’re cutting to push Chanyeol away and he looks at you outraged.

He watches as you turn it all on again and checks on everything, his mouth agape and a dumbstruck look on his face.

“Me?”, he points at himself with a tasteless side-smile, “you’re the stranger cooking in my house!”, he protests, looking up and down at you.

Maybe at first, Chanyeol’s in doubt, but at a second glance he’s more convinced that he’s not seeing things and knows exactly who you are, the casual, training clothing and your bare face don’t really hide you as much as you’d want to.

It’d be hard to find a single person who wouldn’t recognize you, your face is everywhere, the newest girl group from one of the top three entertainment company, trending number one in every chart right after debut and though Chanyeol admits the music’s good, he’s already sick and tired of listening his friend and band member Baekhyun sing the chorus over and over again, whenever there’s a break in the rehearsal earlier the night before, Kyungsoo’s the one who spoke what went through Chanyeol’s mind.

“There must be some talent in the middle of this brainwashing bullshit”, the guy sounded much colder than he would, but still they shared the same thought.

No one in the band, not even Baekhyun who couldn’t stop talking about how hot you are, was very fond of mainstream artists when they work so hard with so little opportunities, so every now and then a discussion like this comes out. Now, looking at you up close there are two things Chanyeol can say for sure, the first is that, indeed, Baekhyun was unfair by saying you’re hot because seeing you up close like this and using no makeup, saying that you’re hot doesn’t even get close to how good you look and he tries to think about how’d be to have you wearing one of those revealing clothes he saw on that poster he passed the day before, and, the second thing— What are you doing in his house?

“What the fuck are you even doing here?”, his words mixed with frustrations and irritation went a little higher than he thought he could go, much like a teenager in the embarrassing beginning of puberty.

A small and amused side smirk plays on the corner of your lips, eyebrows tilting up beautifully, Chanyeol observes against his will, just the slightest, mocking him, Chanyeol gulps down not as subtle as he wishes, trying to keep a straight face despite the creeping blush on his cheek, not to say that you find it adorable, but the moment where you could say something passes when the sound of the food shimmering loudly makes you step away to turn off the stove.

“I’m here just to take care of my brother”, your stern tone sounds nothing like the sweet talker you are on the TV, “I’ll leave when I’m done”, you tell him over your shoulder while keeping your attention on the food once again.

“Brother?”, Chanyeol frowns and glance at the passed-out image of Junmyeon on the couch before looking back at you in disbelief, “you mean him?”, Junmyeon snores loudly as if to make Chanyeol’s outraged point even clearer.

“Yeah”, you reply giving little to no importance to his question even though your nerves are sky-rocketing, no one supposed to see you, no one!

“Kim Junmyeon”, Chanyeol tries again with insistence, “that Kim Junmyeon”, he points at the older guy as he walks to your side, “That guy’s your brother?!”

“I already said he is!”, you reply with impatience and try pushing him again, but this time he doesn’t let you, so you draw your hand back, “get away, can’t you see I’m cooking?”

Stubbornly Chanyeol crosses his arms over his chest and looks at you up and down before glancing back at Junmyeon again and just now he can see the similarities.

“That hard to believe, huh?”

“Almost impossible”, he mumbles, looking at you up and down.

You try turning away from you to focus on the food again, but his grip on your arm makes you stop, you look at where his hand holds you before looking at him, there’s already a lot in your head.

“You’re y/n, right? I mean… I already know it’s you, but—”, he licks his lips, tilting his head.

“y/n”, you see Junmyeon walking in the kitchen, rubbing his forehead, “why’re you here?”, he seems confused.

Junmyeon comes closer and when sees Chanyeol’s grip on your arm, he stops where he is and glares at his roommate.

“What are you doing? Let her go”, the threatening tone is obvious and Chanyeol draws his hand back, Junmyeon looks at you again, “y/n, you have to go back”, his voice is tender again and you’re not sure if he’s still drunk or not, but you can tell he’s hurt.

The stylish finishes the last few touches in a hurry and you run after the other members, the youngest grips on your arm with nervousness.

“I’m worried”, you smile, offering a hug in return.

“Don’t worry, it’ll be alright”, you tell her even though you’re worried and nervous just as much.

There’s a group of seniors and you greet them, bowing and smiling as you walk in, there’s the typical exchange of introductions and some of their curiosity fade in the next moment, focusing on themselves, you and your group do the same.

Instead of worrying about the performance there are other things swimming in your mind, you wonder if your brother went home safely after walking you back to the dorm, you wonder how things ended up when he went back home and more importantly, why didn’t say anything about how bad everything’s going for him sooner? You’d try to help him. He always posed as if he was doing just fine and has money enough to send you and maintain himself in Seoul, but maybe you’re too stupid to notice.

“You saw it wrong”, Junmyeon claims, stuffing his mouth with the food you left that morning.

Chanyeol scoffs, shaking his head and tries stealing some of the food just to annoy the other and gets his hand slapped hard with the chopsticks.

“Ouch!”, Chanyeol draws back his hand, two clear red marks from the chopsticks on the back of his hand.

“I didn’t say you could eat it”, Chanyeol shrugs, “don’t go around saying anything stupid”, the younger of the two clicks his tongue and leans back against the strangely clean balcony behind him.

“Hyung”, he starts leisurely, “if you want me to keep the secret”, Chanyeol gestures his hand calmly, closing his eyes and enjoying his moment, “all you have to you is ask me”

Opening his eyes with a small smile, Chanyeol leans his upper body closer, seeing the irritated and wide-eyed expression on Junmyeon’s face and enjoying every second of the older guy’s torture.

“Just ask nicely”, your smug expression could make Junmyeon puke, “You don’t need to lie to me.”

It’s obvious just how Junmyeon wants nothing but to strike a punch Chanyeol’s face, but he won’t, the older holds back the best he can, knuckles white from how tight he grips on the chopsticks and the edge of the table.

“Park Chanyeol, I swear—”, Junmyeon a low tone makes his threat even more valid, “if you try to screw up my sister’s career–”, the unapologetic expression on Chanyeol’s face makes him angrier.

“If I were you, I’d be nice to me”, Chanyeol does his best version of the ever so shameless Baekhyun.

Looking at the time in his watch, Junmyeon sighs, jumping from his seat.

“All right!”, the older hisses at him grabbing his jacket thrown across the table, “What’ll take you to not say a word about it?”

And that’s where Chanyeol wanted to get at, he licked his lips parted to form a content smile. Maybe this was him being the worst version of himself, but this was a rare opportunity, a precious golden ticket he wants to grip with all his might and never let go.

“Nothing”, he shrugs.

“Is your brother here?”, one of the girls asks, seeing you scan the people crowd holding merchants displaying the group’s logo, you’ll be up next.

“No!”, your voice quivers with nervousness and you bite your lip, feeling her massage your shoulder, an attempt to calm you down.

“He’d never miss our second single debut, y/n. Don’t worry, he’ll come!”

It’s only when you taking the position on the stage that you finally see him sitting on a corner holding a banner with a cheering message and your name on it and you smile, Junmyeon smiles back at you. That guy’s there too, almost hidden in a shadow, hoodie pulled over his head as he almost lay down on the chair with his feet over the backrest of the chair in front of him, not caring about the angry glares of the girl who’s sitting there, you wonder why since Junmyeon never brings anyone along with him when he comes to see you, but you have to brush the thoughts away, smile and the song starts.

You have to perform again and again to guarantee a good content, then stage changes and you have to go again, but this is your dream, so you do it gladly, smiling brightly, a little too much when you glance at your brother whenever you have the chance, only to see him standing and dancing along with the choreography, the exchanged looks between you and your members tell you that the girls are amused by your brother’s antics as well.

The song ends for the last time - for this program’s recording at least - and the group stays in position until told otherwise, breathing in relief when it’s done, you follow the others out of the stage and wave at the crowd, waving at your brother and the grumpy guy beside him as well.

As usual, the group rushes back to the waiting room, your smile becomes a frown when you think about the state you saw your brother the day before and you wonder if he remembers calling you in the first place.

“y/n!”, you hear his voice when you’re sipping on an ice-cold water and smile instantly, behind him, that guy and the door closes behind them quickly.

Junmyeon isn’t subtle about how he stands protectively between you and the other guy who, you notice, is wearing something different than the day before and you hope that is clean, now that you know that house you wonder if there’s anything remotely clean in there.

“I think you already met Chanyeol, he’s my roommate”, Chanyeol nods at your direction.

“We met last nigh–”, Chanyeol’s words are cut by a pointed punch on his stomach, Junmyeon seems to be very much satisfied with it while Chanyeol winces in pain.

From all the times your manager offers Junmyeon to join the team, this is the first time he does, you recall how he’d say that he’d never hurt his pride working for the same guy he used to fight the most at school but, this time, he doesn’t only joins in but let Chanyeol tag along.

Setting his foot in that industry’s backstage is Chanyeol’s golden ticket and he knows it and all he needs to do is keep quiet about the fact that you sneak out the dorm at night.

“He’s not a bad person”, Junmyeon tried to explain.

“Then why can’t I talk to him?”, you asked Junmyeon once when he pulled you away from a nice talk with Chanyeol.

“I’m your brother, you just need to trust me"

And by now you’re already fed up with just doing whatever people tell you without question, pretty much just nodding and agreeing pathetically.

“You expect me to just say ‘amen’ to whatever you say?”, you half-yells at him.

Part of you know this is wrong, you acknowledge the hurt in his eyes when you just snap at him like that, but this irrational and frustrated part of yourself is overpowering your thoughts as you push past your brother, just wanting to get away from all the oppressive feeling that seems to crush you from inside, but there’s nowhere you can go, no one you can talk to that would understand you except for your brother, the other members wouldn’t understand either.

“Hey, hey! Wait! Where you going?”, you look up in anger to see Chanyeol holding you by your shoulders and you haven’t noticed you began crying, through blurry eyes you see him frowning and take a hesitating step closer, “what happened?”, his voice is softer.

You hear your brother’s voice in your head, telling you that Chanyeol’s not someone you can’t trust and you know you should listen to him, but you let Chanyeol place his arms over your shoulder and pull you close, you grip on his jacket when and hides your face on his shoulder and he lets you cry there. You don’t notice he’s not alone until he speaks again and obviously is not with you.

“Kyungsoo’s our vocalist and manager, so he’s usually better at this kind of things.”

“Of course”, your grip on his jacket tightens when you listen to the unknown male’s voice, “don’t worry about it”

Next thing you know, Chanyeol’s taken you to the group’s van, it’s the only place you can be alone and away from everyone, he lets you cry on his shoulder, he lets you talk about what’s in your head and he listens to you, he understands and comforts you until you’re feeling better again. Chanyeol manages to lift your mood with silly stories about your brother you never thought you’d hear about, it’s the first time you listen him laugh wholeheartedly, clapping his hand loudly as you tell him about something that happened when you were a trainee in the company. The grumpy Chanyeol you knew at first is someone you barely see, except when he seems like he needs some sleep, but except for that, from then on, he’s always there when you need it, always making you smile with silly jokes and antics.

Chanyeol helps you sneak out of the dorm with his friends and band members even your brother wouldn’t know about it, you meet the guy you heard the name that day, Kyungsoo and also, Baekhyun who seems to have too much unnecessary stories to tell, all of them funny, but makes you blush in embarrassment, there’s also Jongdae and along with Baekhyun, he makes lots of jokes about your “relationship” with Chanyeol and at that you gladly notice that Chanyeol blushes a deep shade of red just like you and not from the alcohol.

You don’t mind the fact that they don’t take you to an expensive restaurant as other people would do, you simply enjoy their company, somewhere in the back of your head you hear your brother’s advice, but this makes you smile so genuinely that you don’t mind them. Chanyeol takes you back to the dorm, without the other and if you thought the night couldn’t be any better, it’s because you didn’t expect him to press his lips on yours, testing the waters at first and smiling when you kiss him back, feeling butterflies in your stomach when you feel one of his hands cupping your cheek and the other intertwining his fingers on yours.

You are most definitely in love with Park Chanyeol and the best part is that he’s with you whenever he can, he helps you sneak out of the dorm every now and then to see his rehearsal or a presentation somewhere and he always sneak away from his members to spend time with you afterwards, always being caring and considerate, listening to you and cheering you up when things aren’t quite as they should, the more popular you become, the more overseas schedules you have and that’s when you have to say goodbye to him and that hurts, but he always guarantee you that everything’s fine, that’d he’d be there when you’re back and he always is there for you.

Junmyeon’s not stupid and even though you and Chanyeol try not to be so close or affectionate when you’re brother’s around, still he manages to catch on it and one day, he follows you and Chanyeol on one of your attempts to escape from the crowds to be alone for a moment, needless to say he’s mad about it.

“Didn’t I told you to keep away from him?”, it’s the first time Junmyeon raise his voice at you.

“Wait, Junmyeon--”, Chanyeol tries to step between you and Junmyeon only to be pushed away harshly.

“You stay out of this and stay away from my sister, you hear me?”, with his finger pointing threatening at Chanyeol’s face, Junmyeon yanks you away from your boyfriend’s side.

“You’re not my father, Junmyeon!”, you pull yourself away, closer to Chanyeol, “stop being so overprotective, Chanyeol’s not a bad guy”

“What do you know about him, huh?”, your brother steps closer, glancing between you and Chanyeol, “have you met his friends yet?”

“Yes! I did! They’re not bad people either.”

“Don’t you think this is a little too weird, y/n? Are you blind?”, Junmyeon tries to get close to you and you step away, “did he ever told you anything about himself? I live with him for the past four years and all I know is his last name and his age, what do you know about him?”, he points at Chanyeol.

It is true that Chanyeol never talks about himself, he listens to your stories but never tells his, at least not something that tells you anything about his past.

“y/n, I’m your brother and I only want you to be happy”, Junmyeon’s voice is softer, but you can still hear his anger, you can see it in his eyes when he glances at Chanyeol, “I know just how hard you worked to be where you are right now and I don’t want some stupid guy to come in and ruin it for you, it’s not fair”

Maybe the worst part is that Chanyeol didn’t say anything to defend himself the whole time, he didn’t try to say anything back, he stood there, listening to Junmyeon and only interfering when things started to get too hurtful for you.

The group is global trending and you hardly have time to breathe properly, of course, you’re glad that your hard work’s paying off, Junmyeon gets a position as your personal assistant as soon as the fans push for a solo debut and he’s always with you, you find out that it’s not bad as you thought it’d be, he’s always protective but not as much as before, it’s good to see your brother goofing around your and the girls and is nice to tease him when he gather fans for being good looking just before you expose his dorky self on social media.

Something changes, Chanyeol almost disappears from your life after that day saying little to nothing, just like you met him and never explains himself and when you ask him, it’s when you don’t see him again. You miss him, you miss how sweet he’s always been with you, how he’d take the weight off your shoulders and act as if you’re just another normal person that doesn’t need to be perfect to be loved, you miss the way he kissed you and the way you’d feel so at peace when Chanyeol had his arms around you, how he’d make you laugh and blush, you miss the way he looked in your eyes sometimes and say it’s nothing when you’d ask him, kissing you instead.

Chanyeol’s not there when you come back from overseas anymore, he doesn’t reply your messages, doesn’t call you and you try not to feel hurt because there must be a reason, you just wish you had a reason to think that way, Junmyeon doesn’t mention Chanyeol anymore as if he never happened, he does try to introduce you to other people you end up being friends with, you meet other guys Junmyeon assures they’re nice and they are, but your heart’s with somewhere else.

“y/n! Come see this!”, one of the members calls you from across the dance studio.

You push yourself off the floor against your will to sit beside her on the couch, she’s smiling at the video playing on her phone and turns the volume up so you both can hear the interview

“Isn’t that Chanyeol Did you know he had a rock band?”

Indeed, it’s him, makeup and all, along with his band members that you met and two others you never met, they introduce themselves as EXO and Chanyeol’s introduce himself as PCY, your eyes are eager taking everything in the interview, Chanyeol’s charming but shy and Baekhyun does most of the talking, strangely enough, Kyungsoo looks even more introverted than he already is.

That’d explain everything, if he’s been a trainee, then you understand why he couldn’t be with you as much. You look up when an agitated Junmyeon walks in.

“y/n, come on!”, he goes around gathering your things, not carrying about shoving them inside your backpack, you know something’s wrong, “we have to go, the general manager’s waiting in the car”

You stand up, watching him going around the room and making sure he got everything.

“What happened?”

“You didn’t bring a hoodie? A cap?”, you shake your head and he takes off his jacket to give you this hoodie, with the corner of your eyes you can see the girls getting their phones and you start to panic.

Junmyeon reaches inside his backpack for a cap and a mask.

“There are too many people outside, the security will drive my car so they’ll follow him and we’ll leave in the van, alright?”, you nod, but grab his wrist when he tries to pull you along with him.

“But why?”, you watch him tense and shot a side glance at the other girls before stepping closer so just you’d hear, he takes his phone out of his pocket and unlocks, the browser already filled with news about yours and Chanyeol’s affair, pictures of the secret dates coloring the screen.

“I told you to not trust him”, you can feel the wild loop your heart goes through before dropping on your stomach, “come on”, he grabs your hand, “the CEO’s waiting for us, y/n. We really have to go.”

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aegyotrashcan · 7 years ago

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Free Time | Tiffany Fluff

Anon: can u do an snsd scenario where youre a model under sm and they want to date you but your schedule is too busy, but they're persistent and they keep trying do be with you and you date them in the end. could this be with either tiffany, sooyoung, or yuri please

a/n: I’ve been having Tiffany feels lately so I picked her hehe. And I hope you enjoy this ~

Tiffany is told every day that she’s beautiful, so much so that the words have lost their meaning. She’s learned to smile politely, to act modest as interviewers, management, staff and even her group mates compliment her looks. Of course, compliments are always flattering, no matter how many times you hear them, but they do loose their power. Her heart no longer stutters at those words and instead she finds herself thinking ‘I may be beautiful but not as beautiful as Y/N.’

Trends come and go. Keeping up with the latest fashion fads and most shocking celeb gossip is difficult and mostly impossible. Although you don’t try to be trendy, although you don’t try to stand out; you do. There’s a quirkiness to your beauty that draws people in, that made SM accept your application to model for them, and that makes people want to plant your face on the first page of every magazine.

Offers came in constantly, your manager having to squeeze your different appointments into the few hours available in a day. With an ice cream advertisement filmed at seven am this morning, you were immediately hurried into a car and driven to your next schedule.

As you sat in the dressing room, getting your hair tugged at and your makeup touched up, your manager reads the script to you.

“Alright, Y/N, I know you’re tired but this is very important. It’s your first modelling shoot with a fellow SM entertainer and not just any entertainer but a member of Girls Generation. You’ve worked with Vogue Korea before so I’m sure you’ll be familiar with the photographers directions, as he’s praised you in the past.” He continued on, explaining the photographers idea for the shoot and the direction he hopes to take the shoot in.

You sip at your coffee, nodding and pretending to listen. Honestly, you were hungry and your cheeks ached after smiling for three hours straight to film the ice cream commercial. And you rejoiced at the thought of at least getting to eat ice cream, only to find out that real ice cream is often not used in advertising. It melts too quickly so toy models are used instead. The same goes for most food commercials, explaining why food never looks as good in the ads.

You were grateful for all the job offers but your requests for days off have gone so far unheard.

“Excuse me,” a voice interrupts.

The two women doing your hair and makeup pause, giving formal greetings and slight bows to the visitor, before continuing their jobs. You noticed them share a look of amazement and if you didn’t already recognize the voice, their faces would have given it away.

Girls Generation member, Tiffany Hwang, was stood by your manager.

“I just wanted to properly introduce myself, as this is our first time working together.” Tiffany speaks to you, eyes holding yours without falter. It’s nerve wracking, to look Tiffany Hwang in the eyes.

She was your bias, the woman whose photo cards you always wanted and whose poster was hung by your bed. You used to look at it for encouragement, as you dreamed of being a model in the same company as her.

And now she stood before you.

You smiled at her, not caring anymore that your cheeks hurt from this morning. “Hello Tiffany. I’m a really big fan so I’m very honoured for the chance to work with you. I hope you forgive my amateur mistakes and guide me through the shoot.”

Your manager seems pleased with your squeaky clean response.

She laughs, eye smile even more striking in person than cameras could do her justice. “Oh, please, you’re no amateur! I’ve bought many magazines with your photo shoots in them, as you could say I’m a fan. I know you’ll do well and I’m hoping I can shine as brightly as you today.”

She leaves soon after, after her manager calls her and the staff have just finished your touch ups. You take the opportunity to down your coffee before hurrying to the bathroom. Once you finish and wash up, a staff member is leading you to the shoot where the photographer is outlining his image to Tiffany.

He greets you with a brief handshake, his grip a little too tight for comfort. “Ah, so wonderful to be working with you again! I’m sure that with two beautiful people, today's shoot will be effortlessly flawless!”

The shoot continues on, with single shots as well as shots with Tiffany. The concept was a “girlfriend/boyfriend” theme, with natural makeup, modest clothes and intimate poses. There were no outfit changes so it doesn’t take long for the shoot to finish, a round of applause to be heard and you and Tiffany to be ushered back to the changing area.

As a Girls Generation member, she had her own dressing room and you bid her farewell, thinking this would be your last time meeting. After changing into your own clothes and returning the clothes for the shoot, you’re surprised to find her standing by your door.

“Oh, hello again.” You bow your head, hoping the honour was still visible. You wanted her to know that you truly meant your words, no matter how staged they might have sounded, and that you really were a huge fan of hers.

She smiles. “Can I walk you to your car? My driver’s stuck in traffic, so ..”

“If you don’t mind then I see no harm in it.”

As you walk together, a foot apart, it’s Tiffany that makes conversation. She compliments your modelling and praises the shoot. “I really was nervous to work with you, I hope you believe me when I say that. All your pictures turn out beautiful but none do your true visual any justice.”

You laugh bashfully and a little in disbelief. A member of Korea’s biggest girl group just called you a visual. Now this was a dream come true, even more so than being accepted by SM or than earning the affection of those who look at your photos.

“And not only are you beautiful but you seem very funny and kind. And I would like to spend more time with you. If you’re free someday maybe we could grab a coffee -”

“Oh!” You gasp, step faltering. “Oh! Oh, my, m - me? Um, I’m very flattered and I would love to go on a date but I - I’m just so busy and I never have any free time and -”

“It’s okay, I understand what that feels like. But I don’t mind. In fact, it would be nice to see someone who understands me in that way.”

“I really want to say yes but I just have no free time, ever, at all. None. I’m so so sorry, I truly am.”

You’re passing through the entrance doors to the building and you see your manager waving at you from inside the sleek, black car you were driven around in.

You turn to her, unable to make eye contact. “I hope this doesn’t make you think poorly of me. I’m only declining because I would have no time to devote to you the love and attention that you deserve. And for that, I’m very sorry.”

Three months have passed since your encounter with Tiffany. The only time you have to think about your encounter is the three seconds it takes you from getting into bed to falling asleep. Otherwise, you’re too busy and tired with schedules to even think about eating, let alone her offer of a date.

Your schedule today is an audition for your very first drama, that everyone tells you will be a role you’ll get easily. Apparently the director is a fan of yours and even mentioned having you in mind for the character. But however much people told you this, it did nothing to ease your nerves.

Modelling was your comfort zone, at this point. You knew how to smile, how to control your expressions and your body. Acting, however, was entirely different. Although the new project was scary, there was something exciting about it too.

As you sat outside the audition room, with six other nervous people, you read over the section of the script you would be auditioning with. You’re so into the script that you don’t hear someone walk up until you’re tapped on the shoulder.

When you look up, you notice the shocked look on the other peoples faces before you even realize who you’re looking at.

“Oh, Tiffany?”

She smile brightly. “I just wanted to wish you good luck! Though I’m sure you’ll do great anyway.”

“Oh, thank you. I hope so.” You can only laugh nervously, fiddling with the script in your sweaty grip.

The door opens and your name is called. Tiffany gives you another reassuring smile and that’s all you remember. Your nerves fuel you on and through the audition to where you walk out, dazed, not really sure what happened.

Tiffany is sat where you once were and jumps up when you exit the room. She walks with you, away from the waiting room, and once out of ear shot she asks, “So? How do you think you did?”

“I .. I don’t know. I was so nervous that I don’t really remember anything.” You laugh and when she laughs, you feel somehow reassured. Tiffany has a calming presence, you realize. It’s something you want to be around always.

“Well I’m sure you did great. Are you free now, by any chance? It’s Taco Thursday in the canteen, if you wanted to join me?”

You almost agree until you remember, “I can’t. I have a hair appointment in an hour. I’m really sorry.”

“It’s okay, I know what you’re going through, there’s no need to apologize. But, hey, can I get your number? If we can’t meet up, then maybe we can still text.”

You’re not sure if you’re surprised or not when, an hour into your hair appointment, you receive a text from Tiffany. There’s a photo of a taco captioned: My third one so far ~

While you’re happy to see her eating well, there’s also a ball of guilt that sits heavily in your stomach. She should just quit it. You’re too busy to devote any time to her so a relationship is the last thing you’re looking for, right now.

As you go to respond, the hairdresser decides to usher you to the sink and it’s as if the world is reminding you that you have no time, no time for yourself and no time for a significant other.

Three more months pass by and at least once a day, Tiffany will text you. Sometimes it’s a sweet message, reminding you to eat. Other times, she’ll send you pictures of her new hair or new nails. And sometimes, she ask if you’re free to meet up, if you’re around to go to dinner or a cafe. It hurts you every time you deny her, no matter her persistence and resilience until one day you respond;

[13:47 pm] Yeah, I’m still in SM. Wanna meet in the canteen?

The response is almost instant.

[13:49 pm] Of course! I’ll see you soon ^^

You tell your manager than you can’t make your next schedule. “Make something up,” you tell him, as you walk away.

Initially, you had pushed away your thought to do this. You were afraid of the consequences, of being in trouble or getting fired. But now you realize how much your manager needs you, how dozens of other companies would be dying to have you work for them if you did get dropped, so that idea is no longer something you simply dream about.

It’s something you’re doing.

If you can make your dream to be a model come true, if you can meet your idol Tiffany Hwang and get her phone number, then you sure as hell can take a break when you need one.

Tiffany spots you enter the canteen and look around for her, so she waves to catch your attention. As you sit, you realize she already has two cups of coffee in front of her. She pushes one towards you.

“I’m glad you finally found free time,” she beams.

“For you, I’ll always try.”

And as someone in the same lifestyle as you, she knows how hard that is and how powerful those words are. She smiles and you know she understands.

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pixelgrotto · 7 years ago

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Modern Lara could use a dash of old Lara One of my more recent accomplishments that’s sure to turn heads at future job interviews is this Steam review that I wrote for Rise of the Tomb Raider. I don’t mean to toot my own horn, but I do think that it’s a very fine review. Indeed, it spent the past 30 days as the top review on the game’s store page, and has, at this moment, an 85% “helpful” rating, along with a stunning two persons who found it funny. If you read the comments, you’ll even see that a few people plagiarized what I wrote and reposted it as their own. Didn’t know that Steam review plagiarism was a thing!

The reason why I only have an 85% helpful rating is probably because some folks were annoyed with my take on the game. I did give Rise a thumbs up in the end, but I also had a lot of criticism, and wrote that I liked Tomb Raider 2013 a lot more. Maybe this is a controversial opinion, but I think it’s fair to say that a lot of people have controversial thoughts over these two reboot games. People either seem to adore them for updating Lara Croft and ushering in more action, or hate ‘em for cancelling out the old Lara and making everything feel too much like Uncharted. It’s gotten to the point where you now have fans making an entire HD remake of Tomb Raider 2 that actually looks fantastic, simply because they miss the more deliberate puzzle-solving gameplay of the past, as well as pre-reboot Lara herself.

But judging by the upcoming Tomb Raider movie (which is already getting blasted on social media for its poster, which makes our protagonist look like a giraffe), 2013 Lara and the more action-orientated approach for the franchise are here to stay. Speaking from the POV of someone who's fond of old Lara and watched my brother design his own Tomb Raider fangame back in the day, I actually don’t mind this new school take. I’m one of those people who dug the big action scenes of TR 2013, and I also liked how that game made Lara into more than just curves stuffed into a pair of teeny weeny short shorts. It wasn’t entirely perfect, since she kept getting hurt to the point of insanity in order to make the players care about her. And in some ways, all the devs at Crystal Dynamics really did was trade her trendy persona of old for what passes for timely and popular characterization in today’s media. In other words, say goodbye to the sexy/badass mid-90s action heroine, a la the chick from Witchblade (there was a Witchblade x Tomb Raider comic crossover, btw), and say hello to the strong female with the bow and arrow, a la Katniss from The Hunger Games or Ellie from The Last of Us.

But even if new Lara wasn’t entirely original and shared the stage with a cast of supporting characters who were all walking tropes (you’ve got the spiritual native Hawaiian guy, the grizzled former mentor, the mustache-twirling TV exec who’s going to betray everyone), she had a nice character arc at the end of the day. Seeing her go from being defenseless in the wilderness to using a rocket launcher to plow down mobs, all while screaming “DIE, YOU BASTARDS,” was great. Best of all, she never stopped fighting for her friends, who eventually became likable despite their tropeyness, and after a time I really did believe the whole “innocent 22-year-old becomes a hardened survivor” shtick.

In Rise, Lara sadly seems like another character entirely. The game’s audio logs hint that she’s suffering from some form of PTSD due to the events of the first game, but instead of exploring these concepts in a mature manner, the writers decided to saddle her with simplistic daddy issues, which she rants and raves about nonstop. Worst of all, it’s implied that she’s now estranged from all of the characters in the first game, except for spiritual native Hawaiian guy, who exists to remind us that Lara needs to stop brooding and pushing everyone away. In other words, she’s transformed into my least favorite interpretation of Batman - the one where he’s grim, overly obsessed with his parents and an asshole to all of his sidekicks. Even though Lara kinda resolves some of her daddy issues by the end of the game, she ultimately feels unlikable and a little...boring.

Rise of the Tomb Raider was supposed to be a 20 year celebration of the series, and as far as graphics and overall mechanics go, it did okay. But the characterization of Lara herself was a failure in my eyes, and I would love for Crystal Dynamics to take a look at the older games for the upcoming Shadow of the Tomb Raider. (Currently the only game to have its title leaked by a dude looking at his laptop on the subway.) Yes, pre-reboot Lara was known more for her double Ds than her deep thoughts, but she was never dull. Whether she was quipping one-liners or sarcastically shooting the camera at the end of Tomb Raider 2, she was always likable at the very least, and one got the sense that the devs weren’t forcing us to take her too seriously. The new games could use a tad of this tongue in cheek confidence, especially since Lara is getting progressively more and more experienced, and is presumably going to end as an expert raider by the time we’ve reached franchise fatigue. I understand that Crystal Dynamics is probably loathe to do this, and they seem to have made it clear in the plots of TR 2013 and Rise that these outings are supposed to be very serious emotional experiences with little room for humor. This is an admirable goal, sure...but when the characters themselves aren’t engaging, not everyone’s going to stick around to be emotionally invested. So bring back a dash of the old Lara in the next game, and don’t think that this means she has to go back to being a tantalizing pinup girl. Merely mix the best of the past with the best of the present. Perhaps have her start wearing her old red spectacles or toting her dual pistols some time over the course of the 20 hour story. Have her outgrow her angst, murmur a few confident one-liners, and welcome back old friends from TR 2013, like Sam, the MacGuffin of the story who’s totally absent from Rise. It would be a fine way to bring this franchise reboot full-circle, and if done properly, it could please both the new fans and the ones who are making that HD remake of Tomb Raider 2.

Basically, I’m telling Crystal Dynamics to follow the same strategy that the Bond movies used for Skyfall, because if it worked for 007, it can work for the other finest gun-packing character to represent Great Britain.

All screenshots taken by me.

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apkhay · 5 years ago

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New directions in wallpaper design & art

Wallpaper in the 20th century had become very much associated with the 'country house' look, with chintzy florals, Morris revivals and historic patterns predominating. There was a brief flowering of new and original design directions in the 1950s and 1960s, when architects and artists revitalised the industry; designers such as Lucienne Day initiated a trend for adventurous patterns inspired by contemporary painting and sculpture, while John Line's Palladio and Modus ranges were characterised by bold large-scale contemporary designs, many by artists new to wallpaper. However, this confident phase was soon overwhelmed by a taste for nostalgic patterns, reproductions and pastiches. And as one journalist put it, wallpaper in the 1990s had been a 'no-no', out of fashion for so long 'we're almost scared to say its name.'

A renaissance of sorts has been underway since the 1990s, as 1950s, 1960s and 1970s furnishings were rediscovered as design classics and retro styles found a new and enthusiastic audience in the style-conscious generation, readers of the new aspirational interiors magazines, Elle Decoration and Wallpaper. Original 1960s and 1970s wallpapers got a new lease of life as collectibles, used on feature walls or framed as pictures and murals. At the same time, the very unfashionability of wallpaper, which had become associated with a certain kind of restrained middle-class 'good taste', prompted designers to reinvent it.

One of the most striking aspects of the best contemporary wallpaper design is its rejection of traditional imagery and motifs, or the radical reworking of conventions. The new wallpapers take their cue from the best of the Palladio and Modus ranges, and use strong, uncompromising designs and colours.

David Oliver, who established a wallpaper range, the Paper Library, in 1998, claims he was inspired by the furore about 'the Chancellor's wallpaper' (the controversial refurbishment of the Lord Chancellor's apartments at the House of Lords in 1997). He said 'I just thought wallpaper was getting such a negative press, it was a wonderful time to do something new and fresh and funky.' Oliver deliberately avoided conventional motifs and certainly did not look to the history of wallpaper for inspiration. Instead, his first design, was based on a drawing he had made, tracing the white space between the columns, pictures and headlines in a copy of the French newspaper Libération. The result is a bold geometric pattern which has proved very popular; Oliver himself has used it in his hallway, where he says it has created a feeling of movement. It has since featured regularly as the backdrop to fashion and lifestyle features in magazines and newspaper colour supplements.

Minimalism, a decorating style which has largely coincided with an increase in 'loft-living' in converted industrial buildings or architect-designed urban developments, has tended to exclude the traditional use of wallpaper. Not only is there too much wall to cover, wallpaper itself still carries overtones of a cosy suburban domesticity which the urban loft-dweller is emphatically rejecting. However, artist and designer Sharon Elphick sees this shift towards living in larger open-plan spaces as an opportunity to use wallpaper in a new way. As she says 'People have got the space for an interesting paper without it dominating everything.' Again this is an acknowledgement of wallpaper's new place in the decorative hierarchy; it is not simply a background, but a feature which complements other furnishings and fittings, or serves as a talking point in its own right, much as a painting or poster might do. Inspired by her own photographic limited edition wall-panels, Elphick has designed the quintessential wallpaper for the inner-city loft - Prefab Stripe is an all-over repeat of an image of a 1960s prefabricated tower block. Printed in dull blues and greys with stripes of thinned colour veiling the image it perfectly captures the stained concrete façade, with its monotony and anonymity embodying the alienation of urban life; it also looks like a typical urban landscape viewed through a pall of rain - a neat replication of the likely view from the loft's picture windows!

Several contemporary designs have been inspired by this idea that wallpaper should make some visual reference to the urban context, rather than reproducing the nostalgic fantasy of a rural lifestyle. In 1996 four wallpapers were commissioned by Glasgow's Centre for Contemporary Arts, and sold through the city's fashionable interiors store Nice House. These included David Shrigley's Industrial Estate, a cartoon vision of the anonymous uniformity of the contemporary urban landscape with everything from carpet warehouse to garage, church and sauna inhabiting the same brick box or blank walled shed. By his own admission, the paper would be 'very oppressive' to live with. Martin Boyce designed a geometric black, grey and white grid, From Now Until Night, intended to evoke the pattern of darkened office-block windows. He designed the paper for public spaces where people were simply passing through - hotel lobbies, waiting rooms, corporate foyers - rather than domestic settings. Domestic life itself provides the motif for Hayley Tomkins' design: a 'messy' collage of babies' heads in shades of pink, Cry Baby suggests that there can be a claustrophobic aspect to the domestic ideal.

Limited editions, commissions and unique prints have produced wallpapers with the kind of exclusive status previously enjoyed by flocks, Chinese papers and French scenics. One of the finalists in the Peugeot Design Awards for 2000 was Deborah Bowness with her Hooks and Frocks wallpaper. Each version of the design is unique to the client, whose furniture and possessions are photographed and reproduced in pictorial montages on lengths of wallpaper. When hung, real hooks are added, so the client can if they wish, hang the actual frock, shirt or bag over its two-dimensional counterpart. She has since produced a variety of trompe l'oeil papers with photographic imagery.

Ella Doran has also broken with the tradition of repeating pattern and conventional mural decoration in wallpapers such as Gloriosa, with its bold single image of a lily blown up to wall-size. She also produces more conventional repeating designs of photographed objects - shoals of fish, asparagus, artichokes and pebbles - but the images are manipulated on computer and can be printed so that every piece is different. This is expensive, about £700 ($1000) for one average living room wall, but the appeal lies in the fact that the decoration would be unique; as she says 'nobody else would have exactly what you've got.' And though these limited edition designs and one-off commissions are relatively dear, the cost is offset by using the paper on only one wall, in a corner or an alcove. Indeed, Doran sees her papers as being too assertive to be used for a whole room and says the result 'would be a nightmare.' In fact, the new generation of designs are generally limited to use on one wall - a 'feature' wall, as in the 1950s and 1960s. Advertising agency Mother has used original 1960s papers in this way in their Clerkenwell premises; textile designer Neisha Crosland likewise used her own wallpapers (for Paper Library) in her Fulham Road shop.

Wallpapers like these continue the trend which began in the late 19th century for the home and its furnishings to be seen as self-expression, an extension of the owner's personality and taste. 'Good taste' is no longer the issue - the kitsch, eccentric or ironic are all valid characteristics of personal taste, and are 'read' and appreciated as such by [Source]-http://www.vam.ac.uk/content/articles/n/new-directions/

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