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something-tofightfor · 3 years ago

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Locked Down Part 14: The Gift

Pairing: Dieter Bravo x Female Reader

Word Count: 7,654

Rating: M There’s mention of what happened to Dieter, but not in detail. Language. Alcohol. Talk of sex.

Summary: Dieter has a gift for you less than two days before he’s set to leave England ... what is it? And what does it mean? And after you find out - how will the two of you begin your last weekend together for months?

Author’s note:

This one has been a while coming - and I hope that all of you are just as excited to figure out what Dieter’s gift is *now* as you were before. Thank you for being patient with me - and thank you so much for the support on this story.

Catch up on the other parts here: Locked Down Masterlist

(gif credit to @javi-gutierrez)

He led you out onto the balcony after you’d put a pair of shoes and your own robe on. Even though it was chilly, it made sense for the two of you to go outside and continue the conversation. This is where we first really talked. The two of you remained behind the short wall, blocking some of the breeze, but Dieter pulled the chairs back from the railing, arranging them to face each other. He’s nervous. You could see the look on his face - the man’s expression determined, and while you had a ton of questions for him, you decided not to ask, instead waiting for him to speak again and steer the conversation.

Whatever he had to give to you was obviously important, and after everything you’d learned about the man, you wanted it to be on his terms and not your own that things progressed. “Did you get good footage at the interview today? It seemed like you did.” He was leaning back in his chair, arms crossed over his chest. “We all behaved.”

“You did.” Grinning, you nodded in agreement. “And yeah, I did. It think it’ll be a good way to bookend the BTS stuff, you know? All of you were really different in the beginning. It’s only been a couple months, but … a lot’s changed.” You meant it in general terms, but also specifically referring to Dieter. You’d never imagined from the first encounter in the lobby that the two of you would have reached the point that you were at, but you certainly weren’t about to complain. “Noticed the biggest change in you, though.” He tilted his head to the side, brows furrowed. “I’m serious. You really opened up, Dieter. And I think it did you good.”

“Maybe.” He straightened up, eyes darting away from you for long moments before they returned to your face. “Guess we’ll have to see what happens when we get outta here, hmm?”

“That’s going to happen sooner for you than for anyone else.” You tried to make it into a joke, but your voice wavered at the end of the sentence, Dieter immediately reaching out to take your hand in one of his. “I’m fine. I’m just … sad.” You figured it was better to get it all out early instead of waiting until the morning that he left, but Dieter’s expression was serious as he watched you, his gaze focused. “I’m going to miss you, Dieter. I know we’re still going to talk, but -”

“We’ve pretty much lived together since October.” He cleared his throat. “And for whatever reason, you haven’t gotten sick of me.” I haven’t. “I wouldn’t have blamed you if you’d told me to fuck off after my overdose. I know you wouldn’t have, but a lot of people would. You didn’t owe me anything then, and you still don’t. But instead of pushing me away or giving me an ultimatum, you just … you were there for me.”

“Because I wanted to be.” Squeezing his hand, you closed your eyes. “I still want to be, Dieter. Even if it’s over the phone for a while, you have to know that I mean it.” He assured you that he did, the man’s tone serious. “And even if it doesn’t end up the way -” “Just stop.” He interrupted you, holding up his free hand. “Stop right there.” What? “Before you say anything else, just …” Dieter shifted on the chair, scooting closer to the edge - and in turn, to you - reaching into the pocket of his robe. “I know it might seem like I don’t take a lot of shit seriously, but that’s not what I’m doing here.” What does he mean? “I know you’re set on us using the next few months apart as a way to figure out … if this can work in the real world.” His hand was still in his pocket, Dieter pausing and wetting his lips. “But I meant what I said, too. And so I wanted to give you something to… back it all up.”

“Dieter, you don’t have to prove yourself to…” Trailing off as he pulled his hand free, you felt your breath catch as you saw what he held. That’s a fucking ring box. “What is…”

“It’s not what you think it is. I promise.” He laughed, but it was a nervous sound, the man holding his hand out toward you. “Open it, and then I’ll explain.” He released your hand and you reached out, blinking furiously. Dieter was holding a small green box in the palm of his hand, and you took it from him, trying to keep from shaking as you did so. He said it’s not what it looks like, but …

Slowly, you opened the box, holding your breath the whole time. Oh, shit. You gasped at the contents, eyes immediately moving up to Dieter’s face and finding that he looked downright terrified. “Dieter?” Transferring the box to one hand, you used the other to prod at what was inside, confused. “What…”

“I wanted to give you something that meant something to me.” Dieter said your name and you glanced up, meeting his gaze again. “Something that you wouldn’t need to hide if you didn’t want to.” Ok, but… He held his hand out, pointing at the ring he wore on his pinky. “I bought this after I won my Oscar. Figured since I don’t really spend a lot of money on myself otherwise, I’d get something to commemorate the win.” You’d wondered about the ring before, the shape of the metal unique but not easily discernible, even up close. “So I picked a designer and had ‘em make me a ring out of the knife I used in the movie.” Oh, shit, that makes sense. “Melted it down and now I wear it.” But that’s not this one.

“I like that.” You gave him a smile. “You’ve never admitted to that in any interviews before.”

“I haven’t.” He cleared his throat, pointing at the box in your hand. “But that one’s… that one’s even more special.” Within the box - and threaded onto a silver chain was the ring that Dieter usually wore on his first finger; an oval-shaped, deep onyx stone set into a silver band. “That one… was the first thing I bought after I got paid for my first movie. I’ve had it since I was 21.”

“What?” Why would he give this to me? “Dieter, what…”

“Only time I take it off is when I’m filming.” Dieter took a deep breath, holding it for a few seconds before releasing it. ”And I took it off now because I’m giving it to you.”

“Dieter, I can’t take this. It’s your -” “It’s not for you to keep.” He cleared his throat. “Just to … borrow. You can wear it and then give it back when we see each other next.” You understood the meaning of his words, the thing that he wasn’t saying. I’d give it back when we make a decision. “And um… there’s something else in there, too. So that if the ring’s not…”

You hadn’t noticed earlier, but when he mentioned it, you saw the small piece of metal behind the ring, a tiny flat pendant with a flower etched into it. What? “Dieter, it’s…” You pulled the chain from the box, flipping it shut and setting it on your lap so that you could inspect the jewelry closely. “It’s gorgeous.”

“That’s what took it so long to get here. Had to special order the pendant, and it took a little longer than I thought it would.” He reached out, using one finger to tilt your chin up and bring your face back up to eye level. “It’s … a Christmas cactus flower. I just thought that…”

“Cactus flower. That’s what you called me while we were running lines.” He nodded, the look in his eyes growing more hopeful by the second. “And Christmas because you got me flowers as a …” Ah shit. You felt tears welling up in your eyes, determined not to let them fall. “As a gift, Dieter.”

“Yeah.” He smiled at you, the man’s lip trembling slightly. “Yeah that’s… you get it.” I do. I do get it. You didn’t know what to say, letting the pendant and the ring roll over the center of your palm as you stared down at them. It was a gesture that you hadn’t expected - the man surprising you with an actual gift before he left. That’s the second time he’s done that, and all I have for him is … nothing.

“Will… you put it on for me?” Holding the chain out to him until he took it, you pulled the shoulders of your robe down, turning in your chair so that your back was partially to him. “See how it looks?” Only a few seconds later, you felt the weight of the chain and the two additions resting against your chest, followed by Dieter’s hands on your shoulders - and then his lips on the nape of your neck. You tilted your head down and then reached for the necklace, trailing your fingers over it. This is really happening. “Well?”

Turning back to face him, you bit your lip. He stared at you wordlessly for long seconds, the man’s eyes focused on where the pendant and ring landed against your chest. “I … really like seeing that on you.” He reached out then, his hand covering yours as both of you closed your fingers around the jewelry. But… if I have it and he doesn’t, people will notice.

“Dieter, you’ve had this thing for 20 years. It’s in almost every picture of you, what happens when -” He laughed quietly.

“Yeah, I thought of that, too.” The man cleared his throat. “I’m sure people will wonder. But I’m not gonna replace it. And if anyone asks, I’m just not gonna answer… yet.” Yet? You figured that he’d be good at deflecting, sidestepping a question with such a personal answer. But that still doesn’t tell me what I should do.

“Am… I allowed to wear it in public, Dieter? When I film my show, or if I’m out with friends?” You had a feeling that he’d say yes, but the words that came out of his mouth next still surprised you.

“I want you to. That’s the point. Want you to have a reminder of all this… of me wherever you go.” He removed his hand from yours, sitting back and resting both hands on his thighs. “But if you don’t want to, I’ll take the ring back, and you can just keep the -” “Absolutely not.” Standing, you held your hand out and waited until he took it. “This is the most meaningful thing anyone’s ever done for me. I’m… speechless, to be honest.” Pointing at the balcony door, you tugged on his hand. “But I’m also cold, though, so we should …”

He stood immediately, and when the two of you were back in your room with the door closed, you wound both arms around his neck and rested your forehead against his, the man ducking down slightly to make it possible. “Anika helped me out with this, by the way.” What? Confused, you backed off slightly, waiting for him to explain. “I knew I didn’t really have time to order something, so I asked her if there was a jeweler around that she trusted that could do a custom piece.” He bit his lip and then released it, fighting back a smile. “She got me in touch with ‘em. And it uh, came back just in time.”

“I’ll have to thank her.” You used one hand to stroke over the back of his neck, fingertips gliding through his curls. “But Dieter… I don’t… I honestly don’t know what to say to you right now. This is …” It’s too much. “This is a big deal. This is like … if it were the 50’s and you asked me to go steady and wear your class ring.”

“Yep.” He was grinning again, the look of apprehension gone from his eyes. “And I know we’re not calling this anything while we’re apart, I get it. But I still… I wanted you to know that I feel -”

“I’m happy to wear it, Dieter. I’m…. thank you. Thank you for trusting me w-” He stopped your words by kissing you, the man’s right hand on your lower back, the left one raised to cradle the back of your head. There was more you wanted to say to him, more that you wanted to tell him, but you knew that the words wouldn’t come out properly - that if you tried to speak, you’d stumble over everything. So don’t talk. Don’t… even try.

When you broke apart, Dieter stared at you again, the look in his eyes warm. “What do you want to do tonight? You’re off tomorrow, and I don’t have to be on set until noon, so -” Pulling out of his arms, you shrugged the bathrobe down, letting it fall to the floor. The warmth changed to heat, the set of Dieter’s mouth shifting into a smirk, which only grew as you pulled your shirt over your head, leaving yourself in only a pair of leggings, a bra and the necklace.

“First, we’re going to get into that bed, and I’m going to thank you properly for such a thoughtful gift, Dieter.” Reaching around to unhook your bra, you dropped it onto the floor, too. “And then we’re going to order dinner.” He removed his bathrobe as you spoke, the man moving quickly to rid himself of his shirt immediately after. “But after that?” Hooking your thumbs into the elastic of your waistband, you shrugged. “It’s up to you.”

As soon as you’d removed your pants, leaving you completely bare in front of Dieter, he reached out for you, pulling you up against his body and then spinning both of you, urging you backwards and toward the bed. “I think I can figure something out.”

—-

It turned out that you didn’t order food until hours later, after you and Dieter had woken up from a short nap. Following the delivery of that, you ate in bed, going back to your original activity of choice for the two of you: Netflix.

The two of you stayed awake well into the night, laughing over the movies and shows that you chose, and when you fell asleep again, it was with your cheek against his chest, Dieter’s arms wrapped around you.

He left the following morning to go down for hair and makeup a little before he was supposed to, and as soon as the room was empty, you sat straight up in the bed, removing the necklace you wore. It wasn’t the pendant you looked at first, even though the floral etching was delicate and lifelike, the flower easily discernible. You instead held the ring up, eyeing the stone and the band before running your finger along the inside of it.

It wasn’t perfectly round, and you figured that that was due to Dieter’s nervous habit of tapping his hands against surfaces. But that meant that it was perfectly shaped to fit onto his finger, and before you could stop yourself, you slid yours into it, too, just to see the difference in size. It was much too large, even on your thumb, but just seeing the jewelry on your hand in the same way you’d seen it on his for months made your chest tighten, your other hand coming up to cover your mouth.

When you removed it, you caught an engraving on the inside of the band, just two letters and a date - 7/16/2002. It took a second, but you realized that the letters stood for the title of the movie, and the date must have been when he was hired, which arguably was a more important date than when the movie had premiered. It was the real deal - not that you’d assumed otherwise - but knowing that you held a piece of Dieter’s history in your hands, and were being entrusted to keep it safe for months was as good as any verbal declaration of affection, or any public admission that he wanted to be with you. And I’ve gotten both of those, too.

Yet again, you second guessed the decision to use the following months as a thinking period, but after a few seconds of reflection, you settled the necklace back into place around your neck and climbed out of bed, deciding to take a shower before leaving the room. You had to be apart anyway; there was no point in pretending otherwise, and even though you were questioning the likelihood of something working out long term with Dieter less and less by the second, it would still be a good time for you to think. He’d given you the ring, yes, but that didn’t mean that things wouldn’t change, especially when he was on a much more structured and professional set with very different restrictions.

Your body ached in a pleasant way, and so you let the hot water soothe it for longer than usual, soaking beneath the stream until your fingers were pruney. You didn’t know how long Dieter would be on set for that day, but you didn’t want to seem like you were hovering, so when you finally left the room, you grabbed a jacket, figuring that you’d go for a short walk outside to pass some time. Surprisingly, the front desk was empty when you walked past, and so you made it to the main doors quickly, stepping through them and into the early spring sunshine.

You walked down the main path and then to the right, wandering past the still closed café and toward the main road. Wonder what this place is like when it’s really busy. You had no desire to go back to the hotel after filming was done, but you were still curious - the property itself was gorgeous, the grounds meticulously maintained, and when it was bustling with guests, you figured that things would feel much more comfortable than they had under the restrictions.

Instead of walking all the way down to the fountain, you cut across the main driveway and made a loop, enjoying the way that the sun and slightly chilly air felt on your skin. You realized that in only a few weeks, you’d be back home - surrounded by familiar things and places, and that you’d have to trade the open spaces of Clifton for narrow sidewalks and steadily rising humidity whenever you wanted to take walks. As excited as you were to finally be done with Cliff Beasts, and as much as you were looking forward to sleeping in your bed after nearly seven months, there were things about England that you’d miss. And not all of them have to do with Dieter, either. That was a revelation, and as you strolled past the outdoor pool and spa, you paused to consider it.

But your reflection period was short-lived, the sound of someone saying your name startling you out of your thoughts. It was Carol, to your surprise, and she was bundled up, though you could tell that she was wearing stage makeup and had on clothes for interviews beneath her jacket. “Surprised to see you alone, it seems like every time you’re out of your room and not at work, you’re with Dieter.” Is that meant to be offensive? You stared at the redhead for a few seconds, confused.

“He’s filming today. Same thing you are, the final interviews?” Turning to face her, you fought the urge to cross your arms defensively over your chest. “I’m off, because they’re all for private companies or sites, so -” “I’m just saying. I don’t think I’ve ever gotten the chance to talk to you alone off-set.” Carol stepped closer to you, giving you a small smile. “I’m happy for him. Happy for you. I’m not sure if he told you, but he and I were supposed to … well, we were going to act like there was something going on while filming, just to drum up some interest in this stupid fucking movie.”

“He did.” The longer she spoke, the less malicious she sounded, and you relaxed, taking a long breath. “But he said that he didn’t really want to do it because of one of your exes?” Carol laughed, tossing her hair.

“Yeah, it turns out that neither of us wanted to do it, but I think it worked out for the best, right?” She cocked her head to the side, wrinkling her nose. “Are the two of you together? Or are you just making the most of being stuck here?” Here’s the first opportunity to say something to someone, and …

“We’re not together. Not officially. He’s got another movie lined up right after he leaves here, and I’m going back to my job in Atlanta. We’re just going to … see what happens.” She nodded, giving you another once-over. “I’m not stupid, Carol. I know that there’s a chance it’s not going to -”

“No, you’re not stupid.” She sighed, reaching up to scratch the side of her head. “But I want to tell you a little secret about Hollywood.” She moved closer, dropping her voice. “Most of us, you can’t trust. Actors, I mean. It’s all about making ourselves look and feel better, and if we don’t know you, you’re not gonna get the real thing until we do.” She met your eyes, sincerity in hers. “But Dieter? He comes off like an asshole a lot, but he’s actually one of the good ones. He wouldn’t lead you on, especially after spending so much time here with you.” Carol wet her lips. “He had other options here. Plenty of them, and he didn’t take any of them up on it.” Are you included in that list?

You didn’t think so - she’d seemed pretty set on getting Dustin’s attention whenever she could, and you hadn’t ever seen her even flirt with anyone else off-camera. “Carol, I -”

“The night he… that Anika saved him? That would have been a perfect excuse for him to get with her as a thank you, and then frame it as ‘oh, you can’t blame me, she saved my life.’ He didn’t. And it seems like after that night, the two of you… well, you’ve been pretty damn inseparable, haven’t you.” You were surprised that she’d noticed, but since she was right, you didn’t see a reason to lie, agreeing quickly. “You’ll see him again soon. They’re going to edit the shit out of this movie and add a million low quality special effects, but it won’t take them long at all.”

You couldn’t hold back a laugh at that, rolling your eyes and glancing up at the sky. “No, I’m sure it won’t.” The two of you started walking again, back in the direction of the hotel. “What were you doing out here? Just taking a break?” She nodded in agreement, both hands in her pockets. “How many interviews do you have to do today?” “Three more by myself and then one with Krystal.” She paused. “And then one with Sean and Dustin.” You didn’t envy the cast at all; even the easy days were filled with work to do, and you winced at the admission. “Yeah, but after today it’s back to our regularly scheduled 13 hours of bullshit with Darren.”

“At least we’re almost done.” You were back at the front doors of the hotel, the two of you pausing before entering. “Maybe things won’t be as hectic for the last weeks of the shoot.” Carol actually laughed as she reached for the door handle, the sound echoing off the high ceilings of the lobby.

“I wish that was true. But it’s only going to get worse.” Great. Her phone rang then, Carol reaching into her pocket to pull it out. “I have to go. I’m due on camera in ten. But don’t forget what I said, alright?” You had no idea why she’d gone out of her way to give you a Dieter pep talk, but you weren’t going to question it. Not so close to the end.

Carol made her way off in the direction of the hallway you’d used the day before and you decided to go to catering and grab something to eat. Surprisingly, there were only a few people in the room, and none of them were cast - but one of them was Darren, the man sitting across the table from Gavin, the two men engrossed in conversation. That looks interesting.

Under the pretense of getting food, you made your way over in their direction, listening closely to see if you could overhear what they were talking about. As you grabbed your meal, you overheard words like “rewrite” and “reshoot” and “night shoot”, barely containing your groan of annoyance. That wasn’t going to go over well with anyone - including you. But at least if we’re doing night shoots again, it’ll be easier to sleep without … The fact that your first thoughts were of missing Dieter told you just how fucked you were when it came to him, and what the time you’d spent together had done to your way of thinking about yourself and your relationships. But it was worth it. It’ll all be worth it. Doubling back to get another side of fruit, you listened again - to Gavin speaking, his hands gesturing wildly.

At his words, you froze in place, unable to keep from reacting. Shooting the seventh movie right after this one? What the… absolutely not. They can’t… You heard someone clearing their throat and turned your head toward the sound, finding both Gavin and Darren staring at you. Shit. “Are you eavesdropping?”

“No, I’m getting lunch.” You held up the food in your hands. “Decided I wanted more fruit, so I came to grab another container.” Good. I don’t sound guilty. “Why, are you talking about something that I shouldn’t hear in the middle of the public dining room?”

“No.” Darren spoke first, the man sighing loudly. “We’re just talking about the end of the shoot, and what the studio wants.” Right. They apparently want to keep everyone here longer. He laughed, the sound thin. “That fruit does look good.”

“Yeah.” You held the container out to him, the man reaching for it without hesitation. “Take this one, I’ll grab another.” You smiled at both men, lifting and dropping your shoulders in a shrug. “I’m going to go eat now, if that’s alright.” Neither of them said anything and so you turned back to the fruit, picking up a third container and then making your way to the lobby - and the elevators. I was planning on eating in there, but I guess not now.

You didn’t know what to make of the conversation you’d overheard, but figured that Dieter might be able to explain his take on it next time you saw him - whenever it was that he got done filming. That gave you time, and so you sunk down onto your freshly made bed, crossed your legs and spread your lunch out in front of you, the TV playing in the background while you ate.

A knock on your door interrupted some British sitcom while later, and you answered it to find Jenna standing in the hallway, looking more uncertain than she had in all the months you’d known her. “Can I come in?” Stepping aside, you let the woman into your room, motioning for her to take a seat at the table if she wanted to. She did, though she didn’t say anything for long minutes, instead staring at her hands, which were clasped together on the table in front of her. “I’m sorry I ruined your dinner the other night. I really thought that Dieter would have told you that we were leaving. I didn’t mean to … surprise you like that.”

“You don’t need to apologize, Jenna. You didn’t know. I overreacted. I knew you were going to be leaving before me, so I don’t … I don’t know why it surprised me so much.” She thinks I’m upset with her? “And hey, at least you delivered the shitty news, and he didn’t need to do it.”

“Yeah. Great.” She rolled her eyes. “I really am sorry, though. I know how close you’ve gotten, and it can’t be easy to know that you’ve only got a couple days left.” You’re not wrong. Her eyes moved from your face down and then back up, confusion switching to surprise. “Is that his…” Shit.

“Yeah.” Reaching up to take the ring between your fingers, you rubbed your thumb over the stone. “Yeah, he… fuck, Jenna, he gave it to me to keep while he’s filming Valley of Shadow, because he said he wanted me to have something meaningful of his, and …” You pushed it to the side, showing her the pendant. “And he got me this to keep once I don’t have the ring anymore, so -”

“Dieter did that?” She leaned over the table, reaching out and putting her hand behind the pendant so she could see it better. “A flower? Wh-” “We were reading over his lines for his self tapes, and he ad-libbed a nickname for the girl in the scene, and called her Cactus Flower, which fit because of the setting, but…” She let go of the pendant, letting it - and the ring - fall back against your chest, but didn’t look back up. “Then he gave me this, and I just … I’m confused Jenna. Because I know we need to figure out what happens when we’re apart and can’t be around each other all the time, but I… this is a grand gesture. This is huge, and -” “In all the time I’ve known Dieter, he’s never done anything like this for anyone. His gifts to people? He sends them bottles of wine and standard gift baskets. He sends them off to a spa or a massage or sends them weed.” You snorted at that, but she kept going. “He doesn’t do sentimental, ever, except with his family. This is … I don’t even know what to say to this.” She was beaming, the woman happier than you’d seen her since she found out she was going home for weeks at Christmas. “Shit.” Jenna rubbed her forehead, scoffing out another quiet laugh. “Wow. Ok, well, this changes a lot of things.” It does? “I just came to apologize and to say goodbye. I figured that you and Dieter will be … well, that we won’t really see much of you tonight or tomorrow, so …”

“It’s up to him.” You shrugged. “I think he said something about the cast wanting to say goodbye tonight, but …” “Oh, I wouldn’t be at that.” She stood from the table, looking down at where you still sat. “I’m not cast.” Neither am I. “But I’m sure I’ll see you on Monday morning, before we leave for the airport. “ She tapped on the table with one finger, raising a brow. “Take care of that ring. If you don’t, I’ll never hear the end of it.” You began to laugh as she headed for the door, but before she could pull it open, someone beat her to it, Dieter stepping into the room, with his hair still styled from set. Oh. Hi. “Dieter!”

“What are you doing in here, Jenna?” He looked past her and at you before returning his attention to the other woman. “Something wrong?” “Nope. I was just coming in to apologize and say goodbye. Didn’t want to interrupt the two of you before Monday morning.” Dieter’s lips twitched as he tried to suppress a smile, but Jenna didn’t even pause as she stepped past him and into the hallway. “Make sure your shit’s packed, Dieter. I don’t want to have to contact the hotel in two weeks when you figure out you left something here.” He grumbled under his breath that he wouldn’t forget anything, and then the woman was gone, the door closing behind her.

“If you do forget anything, I can just send it home to you.” You balanced your chin on your palm, watching as he made his way toward where you sat. “You know, if you trust me with your address.”

“Of course I do. I’ll text it to you.” He leaned down, kissing you on the cheek. “I actually stopped here to see if you wanted to help me pack. I’m supposed to meet some of the cast for drinks tonight, and figured we could get most of it done and then go down for that.” You want me to go with you? “I didn’t bring too much, so it shouldn’t take long, but folding everything’s a bitch.”

“Yeah, I’m not looking forward to that at all.” Leaning back in your chair, you stared up at him. “Yes, I’ll help you pack. And if you want me to go to your party tonight, I’d like that.” You paused. “But only if we eat dinner first.”

“Deal.” Dieter’s smile grew, the man stepping back from the table and toward the door. “It’s a date.”

—

You didn’t get back to Dieter’s room until late that night, both of you stumbling through the hall and stopping in front of his door, the man fumbling for the key to let you both in. You weren’t drunk, but you were tipsy - the result of Dustin’s insistence that the two of you not leave early since it was a celebration. Dieter was less intoxicated than you, the man sipping his drinks slowly after leading with a hefty pour of whiskey. You’d expected to feel out of place in the room filled with actors and actresses, but instead, they’d made you feel more welcome than ever before.

You were included in conversations, asked questions and even listened to when you were simply speaking, and to your surprise, before the end of the night, both Carol and Sean had added you on Instagram, something that completely shocked you. It meant more exposure - and more of a link to Dieter, but there was nothing that you could do about it, especially when they kept you in a group shot of them sharing a toast to Dieter, and then Carol posted it immediately after on her page, tagging you.

But the most interesting part of the night was their response to you telling them what you’d overheard Darren and Gavin talking about. They’d believed you immediately, none of them happy about any of those options. You didn’t blame them, and weren’t surprised to see Carol, Sean and Dustin moving off into one corner to talk between themselves as you and Dieter said your goodbyes on the way back to your rooms.

“Are we packing more?” You sunk down onto Dieter’s couch, stretching out on the cushions. “We can finish tonight, Dieter, and then have all day tomorrow to -” “No.” He was already changed out of the clothes he’d worn to the party, the man dressed in only the green bathrobe and a pair of shorts. “We’re not packing anything else tonight. I’m mostly done anyway.” Cracking one eye open, you turned your head to look at Dieter, eyes raking over him from head to toe. “I can finish Monday morning.”

“I’m gonna miss you.” You spoke without thinking, the sentiment spilling from your lips. “Gonna be lonely here without … “ Sitting up, you sighed. “Without you, Dieter.” You’d promised yourself that you wouldn’t cry, that you’d stay composed because it was stupid to be upset when you knew that the separation was temporary. But I will miss him. A lot. “Especially if they’re planning on keeping us here for longer to shoot 7, and have a ton of reshoots planned.” He joined you on the couch, pulling you onto his lap, and without pause, you ducked your head down, tucking your face into the side of his neck and sliding one hand beneath his robe to press against his skin.

“They can’t keep you here for 7. I don’t know what anyone else’s contracts are like, but they had no reason to write an additional movie into yours. You can’t do anything about reshoots or nights, but the minute 6 wraps? You get to go.” You felt his chest rising and falling against your body as he spoke, Dieter’s voice comforting you. “And believe it or not, I’m going to miss you too.” He tilted your face up with one finger, giving himself a chance to look you directly in the eye. “A fucking lot.”

The admission made your entire body warm, and you couldn’t resist angling your face so that you could kiss Dieter in response, not trusting yourself to speak. He kissed you back, but made no attempt to deepen the kiss, instead moving the finger beneath your chin so that he could rub his thumb over your cheek, swiping it in a slow, steady circle. It’s going to be a long four months. “Dieter?” You took a breath when he pulled back, blinking to get your bearings. “Take me to bed?” He laughed at you, shaking his head no. What?

“We’ll go to bed, but you’ve had too much to drink tonight. I know that you’d probably be alright with whatever happened, but I wouldn’t.” What? I’m not that … “We’ll have all day tomorrow to make up for it, but how about …” He leaned closer, lips against your ear. “I’ll rub your back, put you to sleep.” It sounded like a good idea, and the thought of his massive hands all over your body was more than appealing, so you agreed. “Get ready for bed. I’ll be here.”

You peeled yourself from his lap and then headed for the bathroom, smiling the whole way. While you stood and brushed your teeth, you realized that you were less sober than you’d thought, and by the time you were guzzling down a large glass of water, you were thankful that Dieter had turned you down. I don’t even know that I’d be able to do much anyway. The lights in the room were mostly off when you emerged from the bathroom, and Dieter was waiting, telling you that he needed five minutes and that you should get comfortable. “Am I allowed to take my clothes off, or -” “You sure are.” He raised an eyebrow, running one hand through his hair. “Bra and underwear on though.” Five months earlier, you wouldn’t have believed those words were going to leave his mouth, but instead of replying, you just nodded, waiting until he was inside of the bathroom to begin taking your clothes off, removing the necklace and setting it carefully on the bedside table. When you were just down to your underwear, you climbed into the bed, staying on top of the blankets but stretching out on your stomach, cheek pressed to the pillows. It was comfortable, and you were tired, but you managed to stay awake until you heard his voice again, the sound strained. “Fuck.” Cracking one eye open, you saw that Dieter was standing at the foot of the bed, his hands curled into loose fists at his sides. “Fuck, you’re…”

“You’re the one that said no to me, Bravo.” He groaned and you laughed at the sound. “And you promised me a massage, so…” The mattress dipped as he climbed into bed, straddling your thighs, and the next thing you knew, he had his hands on your back, palms flat and fingers spread out.

He was strong but not overpowering, and you relaxed beneath his touch, the man working his way up your torso and then back down, focusing on the center of your back with his thumbs. “You’re really tense.” He spoke quietly, digging in. “Carrying that camera around too much.”

“It’s my job.” You sighed, fighting back a quiet moan at the way his hands were working over your skin. “Can’t just stop.” Dieter stayed quiet for a few seconds, and then you felt his breath on your bare skin, only seconds before his lips were too. “Dieter…” “I’ll behave.” He kissed his way across your shoulders, the movement of his hands on your lower back never faltering. “Can’t help it, though.” Good. I can’t either. You were slightly disappointed when he sat up, but Dieter moved both hands in unison, his fingertips pressing down on either side of your spine, hands spreading out when they reached your neck. “Gonna unhook you, that alright?” Whispering back a ‘yes’, you felt him do it seconds later, and the next time he ran his hands up and down the entire length, there was nothing in his way, the pressure consistent the whole time.

You let him work on you for a few more minutes, feeling that your body was going slack beneath his touch, and then you spoke, shifting on the mattress. “You can stop whenever, Dieter. It feels amazing, but you don’t have to -” “Wanna touch you while I can.” He laughed, almost like he was embarrassed. “Fuck. I sound like a … Christ, I sound like…” He trailed off, moving backwards to slide further down your legs, hands following. You gasped as he squeezed your ass with both hands, followed by a light smack to one cheek, and then his weight was gone, the man laying down next to you. “Sorry. I said I’d behave, but -” “Dieter, for you, that was behaving.” He smiled in the darkness, the man’s cheeks going round, and when he reached for you, one arm winding around the upper back that he’d just been massaging, you moved closer to him immediately, not caring that your unhooked bra exposed your chest. He kissed you soundly, and before you knew what was happening, Dieter had both arms around you, crushing you to his chest as his lips moved with yours.

You understood immediately - it was the beginning of him saying goodbye; the man trying to show you different sides of himself that hadn’t been exposed yet. But I like all of him. You realized it as he backed off enough to take a breath, his eyes meeting yours again. I like everything. “We should go to sleep.” He licked his lips. “Otherwise I wouldn’t be able to keep my promise of behaving.” It was your turn to laugh, but you moved as you did, shrugging out of your bra and dropping it to the floor before sitting up to reach for the blanket.

You faced away from him when you laid back down, letting your back meet his chest. Dieter curled around you from behind so closely that there wasn’t any space between you, but it was comfortable, your body still pliant from the time he’d spent with his hands on you. “If the movie career ever dries up, Dieter, you could always turn to massage. I’m sure there are plenty of people that would kill to have you touch them like that, even if they had to pay for it.”

“Does that bother you?” It was as direct as he’d ever been when it came to discussing his popularity and what it might mean if the two of you were together. “That people feel like that about me?”

“No.” There was no hesitation in your reply. “You’re an actor, Dieter. You have been for years. It’s part of the territory.” Should I even say it? Yes. “I’ve watched you kiss other people on camera. I’ve… seen you do sex scenes, and know you’ll be doing another on the next movie. You’re supposed to be appealing to the people that watch your work, that’s part of what comes with it all.” Part of what it would mean to be with you. “I wouldn’t want you to act on any of it if you and I were … together, but I understand that there’s always going to be people trying, or you’ll have to do it for roles, so I’d have to be alright with it..”

“You’d be surprised,” he replied after a few seconds of thought, his breath fanning out over your bare skin. “I think I’ve only filmed one or two scenes that weren’t just … work.” He kissed the back of your shoulder, lips lingering on your skin. “It’s hard to really enjoy any of that shit when there’s 20 people in the room and three different cameras and you’re wearing a cock sock.” You snorted, rolling your shoulders slightly and settling further into the bedding. “I’m being serious. It’s not as sexy as some people make it out to be.”

“Good.” You felt your breaths lengthening. “I’m not an actress so there’s no way I could compare if it was.” Dieter said your name urging you to turn back to face him, and when you did, he kissed you on the mouth - the affection short but firm.

“I kiss actors and actresses all day at work. I don’t want to do the same thing at home.” You could still see his eyes in the dim light, and though you weren’t fully awake, you saw honesty there, the man telling you the absolute truth. “I -” He was cut off by a yawn, Dieter’s eyes squeezing shut. “Shit. Sorry. I was just gonna say that I hope you still feel this way when you haven’t been drinking.”

“I will.” It was your turn to yawn, the end of it cut off in a quiet yip. “It’s fucking late Dieter. We need to go to bed, otherwise we’ll sleep all day.” And I’m not wasting our last one.

He settled down behind you again, and within minutes, both of you were sleeping, his arm still securely around you.

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bbhyeoliskooks · 4 years ago

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hellooo !! can i request a reaction for txt when they see that an idol from a different boy band has a crush on their idol!s/o bc they think that idol!reader is single,,

❝𝐖𝐚𝐢𝐭, 𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐓𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐉𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬!❞

TXT’s reaction to seeing an idol from another boy band have a crush on idol!you and obviously getting jealous.

Genre: Few cups of fluff ~!

Warnings: Maybe suggestive from jjuniebug... or so...

(so sorry this took so long my gosh 😭😭 also i liVE FOR THIS??? HONESTLY??? LIKE LITERALLY I WOULD LOVE TO SEE THIS AND BE THAT PERSON SKLFDJ catch txt getting a bit jelly over hereee 😏😏 n e way, yea hope you like it lots and that it makes up for the time being losttt 🧍 btw... i’m so sorry if i get one of the members from another group’s personality wrong :(( just know i can always edit it since i don’t want to make any of you mad~~)

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° 𐐪𐑂 YALL DONT GET ME STARTED ON HIM I CAN ALREADY IMAGINE THIS VIVIDLY IN MY HEAD KSJFDS

° 𐐪𐑂 Anyway... the two of you would be backstage, chatting it up a storm and congratulating each other of how great your guy’s performance was for a VERY long time- enough for it to be suspicious

° 𐐪𐑂 No one could really suspect a thing tho... like... the two of you were being very cautious just in case about that, however it was a bit too crystal clear to see that there was some attraction between the two of you 😏

° 𐐪𐑂 And you know how as I said, quiet?

° 𐐪𐑂 Well,,, haha,,, I guess I forgot to mention one thing

° 𐐪𐑂 It’s-- as obvious to the staff... idols... people who walked there that you absolutely were in la vie en rose with each other~~

° 𐐪𐑂 Because up close, any sane person would definitely see there was something going on between you and Yeonjun with the soft yet playful flirting in both of your eyes

° 𐐪𐑂 Are we that shocked??? you’re dating in secret so obviouslyyy 🥺🥺

° 𐐪𐑂 how scandalous~~ hehe~~ (i’m kidding, it’s really not scandalous at all???)

° 𐐪𐑂 ++ Sometimes Yeonjun would get bold and make physical contact with you so... I mean he knew no one was going to spread rumors to snakes like Dispatch and... why not when he could show everyone he loved you the most?

° 𐐪𐑂 Before talking and catching up about some random stuff, you ask him if you can go to the bathroom first and ofc he says yes bc he’s best boy !

° 𐐪𐑂 ... cue the 5 minutes later...

° 𐐪𐑂 so after you’re done doing your business and all... you come face to face with??? GUESS WHO???!! TAEHYUNG FROM BTS???!!!

° 𐐪𐑂 **insert gasp**

° 𐐪𐑂 You pretty much did after you accidentally bumped into him

° 𐐪𐑂 but it was all good actually ! you were just dying inside since you just embarrassed yourself in front of the one of the greatest people in the whole entire world

° 𐐪𐑂 Taehyun was really sweet about it tho and he only smiled at you, making you grin back at him easily since the atmosphere wasn’t as awkward anymore

° 𐐪𐑂 “Ah, you’re Y/N from (), right? I love how you performed today! I’ve been listening to your songs for a while but I have to say that I adore your voice much more,” he complimented with a smug wink

° 𐐪𐑂 You just gaped at him, feeling your ears burn up immediately

° 𐐪𐑂 “M-my voice?! Taehyung, that’s so sweet of you to say! Thank you so much!”

° 𐐪𐑂 From then on, the two of you decided to talk more about yourselves and got to learn more

° 𐐪𐑂 All that time and you didn’t realize you could enjoy talking with someone so much and how you weren’t nervous in front of him at all???

° 𐐪𐑂 Bc by now, you would be a stammering mess before him because he really was one of the coolest guys on earth

° 𐐪𐑂 And yea that’s Taehyung for you 🥺 he’s such a sweet boy like mom i love him

° 𐐪𐑂 It had just reached almost 10 minutes of both of you talking, and it was time for the boy to go on stage and perform

° 𐐪𐑂 You were a bit sad since you probably couldn’t get to know him more as a good friend considering both of your schedules...

° 𐐪𐑂 but luckily ! Taehyung was enjoying this too and he pulled out his phone, ready to ask you something he’d been meaning to for a while

° 𐐪𐑂 “Do you think I could treat you sometime? Actually, I’d love to get to know you if you’d like and it’s okay for you to say no,” now the boy in front of you went from confident to shy in a second, his hand flying to the back of his neck to nervously scratch it

° 𐐪𐑂 Eyes widening with excitement, you were going to jump at the opportunity to say yes until-

° 𐐪𐑂 Pulling you close and wrapping his arms around your waist from behind emerged Yeonjun with a not so hidden sour expression as he held you tenderly in his embrace, not daring to ever let you go

° 𐐪𐑂 “Taehyung Sunbaenim! The staff told me to come get you for your performance! You better hurry up and go there, so you won’t be late.”

° 𐐪𐑂 Well... at least Yeonjun’s tone was polite but both you and Taehyung could obviously tell it meant something else- more like back off, which you weren’t surprised

° 𐐪𐑂 Getting the hint Taehyung took a few steps back, giggling at the evident passive aggressiveness from the boy

° 𐐪𐑂 “Thanks, Yeonjun! And I’ll be sure to be there, thanks so much for the heads up.”

° 𐐪𐑂 You couldn’t help but groan quietly at the tense atmosphere now and how the boys waved goodbyes at each other- although you were sure your boyfriend was more than happy enough that the “predator” went off by himself

° 𐐪𐑂 Once Taehyung was gone, you were surprised to hear how silent Yeonjun was behind you, biting his lips so as to not mess up and say anything disrespectful

° 𐐪𐑂 Nonetheless, you had to say that you were worried about the sudden change in his demeanor

° 𐐪𐑂 “Jjunie, is there anything wrong?”

° 𐐪𐑂 “I’m so sorry,” he muttered, burying his head into your neck, “I shouldn’t have acted like that... I know Taehyung Sunbaenim didn’t mean any harm or you either... I promise I won’t do it next time.”

° 𐐪𐑂 Knowing he truly felt sorry, you just turned around to look at him more clearly, lifting up his chin so that he’d cheer up even from the tiniest bit of affection

° 𐐪𐑂 And. Oh. My. Gosh. His. Adorable. Puppy. Eyes. That. Shine. So. Brightly. You. Fall. In. Love. Every. Time.

° 𐐪𐑂 “It’s okay Jjun,” you cooed, cupping his cheeks, “But don’t be so jealous next time, you know that you’re the only one I see.”

° 𐐪𐑂 True to your words Yeonjun seemed to cheer up at this and smiled brightly, the one that always made your heart melt whenever you see his face flowing with ardent joy

° 𐐪𐑂 But yea, remember how we all know he has such a shocking duality?

° 𐐪𐑂 ... we were absolutely not ready for Yeonjun to quickly slam his hand against the white boundaries of the room, almost pinning you to the wall if you could call it that, and whispering in your ear so teasingly it made you crazy:

° 𐐪𐑂 “Now, how about you make it up to me for leaving me back there for 10 minutes? I think you deserve a good punishment from me, baby.”

° 𐐪𐑂 gosh.... i just... okay moving on with the holy water???

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° 𐐪𐑂 Fridays where you had to MC was certainly the best because you got to spend it with a very special someone~

° 𐐪𐑂 A very special someone who would do their very best to make you laugh and succeed at it every time he forgot to say his line

° 𐐪𐑂 A very special someone who encouraged you to be confident even in front of your favorite idols whom you were dying to talk to

° 𐐪𐑂 A very special someone who comforted you when you thought you weren’t good enough in front of the TV screen... and someone who cheered you up by giving helpful advice with soft kisses on the nose as well~

° 𐐪𐑂 Oh wait, who was that very special someone?? You guessed it! Only the sweetest boy ever, Soobinnie from TXT !

° 𐐪𐑂 You couldn’t be more than happy to say yes to interviewing idols with him even if the questions were already scripted with a small piece of paper

° 𐐪𐑂 Every moment with him in front of the cameras was heaven to you, to hear his perfect voice echo inside the walls in the room

° 𐐪𐑂 Perhaps the idols behind you could tell you were whipped for each other at this point... you honestly wouldn’t be surprised but you didn’t want to release the fact that you were dating since it wouldn’t do good for both of your images

° 𐐪𐑂 This time, the idols behind you were the one and only Stray Kids !

° 𐐪𐑂 An excellent group with excellent music~ (maybe I should stan, hehe)

° 𐐪𐑂 The questions only took a few minutes since they were just talking about their song, but you had to say you enjoyed every single second of it

° 𐐪𐑂 And with the bunny grin on Soobin’s face, it looked like he was pleasant himself too

° 𐐪𐑂 Although, every good thing has to come to an end~!

° 𐐪𐑂 The cameras just turned off after getting the perfect cut and you were waving off to a few of the members when one of them came up to you with a huge smile on his face

° 𐐪𐑂 You noticed he had a lot of freckles on his face which definitely made him even more prettier, and you welcomed him with the same expression back

° 𐐪𐑂 “Hi, Y/N! I hope I’m not bothering you, but I just wanted to say that I absolutely love your songs. Oh sorry, I didn’t introduce myself. I’m Felix, if you didn’t know,” he looked off to the side shyly but didn’t expect to see you kindly answer him back

° 𐐪𐑂 Honestly, he looked really sweet ! But you were wondering why he made some time to talk to you all of a sudden before catching up with the rest of his members on a time crunch

° 𐐪𐑂 “No, it’s okay! Actually, I’m happy you came up to talk a little since I wanted to say that I love your songs as well. Um, did you need me for anything?”

° 𐐪𐑂 The boy just shook his head, moving closer to you so you could at least hear him better,

° 𐐪𐑂 “Well, I sort of do... if it’s not too much to ask, do you think I could maybe take you out some time? And it’s fine if you say no! But I’d really like to get to know you.”

° 𐐪𐑂 The heat of your ears was a bit too much now, and you could feel yourself becoming a wee bit too warm in your outfit

° 𐐪𐑂 ...you couldn’t lie to him, he seemed like a nice boy and all that you’d definitely love to have as a friend but how were you going to tell him you were already taken if both your boyfriend and you agreed to keep the relationship a secret in the first place?

° 𐐪𐑂 From beside you, you could hear Soobin sigh longingly, waiting for you to come talk to him after a while of not seeing you

° 𐐪𐑂 He was a few feet away from you, staring down at the situation as if that was going to do any better and scare the other boy away

° 𐐪𐑂 What do you expect??? The bby boy misses you sm :((

° 𐐪𐑂 And he gets very polite so he won’t be able to do anything until it gets too far for him 😭😭

° 𐐪𐑂 Seems like the type to accidentally get the wrong order thanks to the mcdonalds staff but accepts it anyway bc he’s too scared nice to say anything (just like me for example)

° 𐐪𐑂 As I was saying, the two of you just glanced over at Soobin who had a somewhat grumpy look on his face, leaning on his hand while sitting down

° 𐐪𐑂 The sight was definitely something to see... it only peeked obvious jealousy but it looks like the dude from Stray Kidz wasn’t able to see it just yet 😭

° 𐐪𐑂 But to you, who absolutely knew Soobin inside and out not mentioning the fact you dated him, could tell that boy was CLEARLY in envious pain watching this

° 𐐪𐑂 “Yeah, of course! I think we’ll be really great friends too! Maybe once our schedules are free, then we can meet up somewhere.”

° 𐐪𐑂 Subtly nodding your head to where the jealous bby was sitting, you hoped it would be enough for him to figure out in the meantime

° 𐐪𐑂 Felix, seeming to understand what was happening between the two of you, just chuckled handing you the tiny paper of his number in hands

° 𐐪𐑂 “Okay then! I hope we can be good friends in the near future. Just let me know whenever you want to hang out, and we’re good to go!”

° 𐐪𐑂 And with that, the other boy left, scrambling to catch up to his group which was already far away

° 𐐪𐑂 It was silent for a few minutes until Soobin heaved out another sigh, but it was instead one of relief once he saw that every staff and performer was out of the room for a little while

° 𐐪𐑂 “He obviously likes you,” he muttered, sticking out his bottom lip to create the most precious pout you had ever seen, “it’s not fair at all... why does everyone have to like my significant other?”

° 𐐪𐑂 You just smiled knowingly at his tone and pulled him up from the floor-- did he always feel like this whenever someone asked you for your number?

° 𐐪𐑂 Taking his fluffy cheeks in your hands, your thumb rubbed against his cheekbone before booping his nose with a teasing touch

° 𐐪𐑂 “Soobin, I love you, silly. There’s no one who can ever compare to you, okay? It’s alright to get jealous sometimes, but

° 𐐪𐑂 He puffed out an amused chuckle through his nose, satisfied at the answer you gave him, smirking that omg smirk that really had your heart beating too swiftly like the first time you met him

° 𐐪𐑂 “I’m really lucky to have you... I swear every single person on this Earth is in love with you? But now that you’re encouraging me like this, I feel just fine. But... just in case, could you promise to stay by my side forever, please?”

° 𐐪𐑂 He held out his pinky finger, gazing at you expectantly as if to wait for your answer, but wasn’t it evident enough?

° 𐐪𐑂 It really was impossible to say no to those puppy dog eyes 😌

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° 𐐪𐑂 It wasn’t hard to miss that Jongho from Ateez liked you more than everyone else usually did

° 𐐪𐑂 Beomgyu could certainly tell

° 𐐪𐑂 Yes he was staring at the other boy’s reaction for some time (although it was mostly you) while your group was performing and he could see that same boy squirming with excitement whenever it was your turn to lead the stage

° 𐐪𐑂 Yes he was deathstaring him down when they shook hands, but at least he was polite enough to smile back when all the cameras were flashing in their faces

° 𐐪𐑂 And man... did he hate it as much as he tried not to show that jealousy itself

° 𐐪𐑂 Of course he thought nothing wrong of Jongho !

° 𐐪𐑂 Truth be told, he actually wanted to become friends with them since he found them to be such a talented and strong person who could easily break apples with just a flick of his wrist

° 𐐪𐑂 it intimidated him sure sskdsd like what if he was the apple in jongho’s hands instead...

° 𐐪𐑂 OKAY IM GETTING OFF TOPIC IT MUST BE BC ITS LITERALLY 2AM ON A MONDAY NIGHT

° 𐐪𐑂 But when it came to you.... Beomgyu really had no chill in wanting needing to protect you always like omg pls 😭😭

° 𐐪𐑂 The glares he sent poor Jongho who didn’t know the two of you were in a relationship was laughable man

° 𐐪𐑂 Maybe it was bc of his hairstyle he didn’t know 🧍 but he would for sure figure that out soon enough when he was brave enough to finally come talk to you after your performance~

° 𐐪𐑂 This choreo was exhausting but you were starting to get the use of it after tons of practice and performing !

° 𐐪𐑂 You were happy tonight with how it came out, so you were going to ask for your breathtaking boyfie how it looked in order to appease that weird craving for his opinion

° 𐐪𐑂 When you came to the backstage where everyone was congratulating you, you weren’t the very least bit surprised to see Beomgyu waiting for you

° 𐐪𐑂 but instead of the usual cheerful mood-boosting smile he had on his face, was the sour frown that had you thinking curiously in your head what the matter was

° 𐐪𐑂 Before you could even ask him what was wrong, someone cut in and you weren’t able to ask him just yet

° 𐐪𐑂 “Wait, Y/N, before you go! Can I just say that you did really well on the dance tonight? I mean you always do, don’t get me wrong, but I think you did extra amazing for this one.”

° 𐐪𐑂 Excitedly you smiled, whooshing behind you to see that it was one of your favorite idols from one of the greatest bands in the universe

° 𐐪𐑂 “Oh gosh, really? Thank you so much! I wasn’t planning on

° 𐐪𐑂 Under his breath Beomgyu muttered to himself as he was watching this, “oh look, here comes the boy trying to steal my bby..”

° 𐐪𐑂 gosh why is that hot to me i need some help-

° 𐐪𐑂 “Yeah, of course it was! I don’t know about you but you have to know that I practice that dance if I were you since I love it so much!”

° 𐐪𐑂 what.

° 𐐪𐑂 You were so taken aback that you just chuckled nervously before chatting a bit more

° 𐐪𐑂 A few more minutes passed by, and Beomgyu couldn’t stand seeing you laugh at all of Jongho’s terrible jokes

° 𐐪𐑂 To him it was as if you were forcing yourself to laugh at all his jokes, but that really wasn’t the case ksfjsk Jongho was just a funny dude

° 𐐪𐑂 But all that time you were worrying about your boyfie and why he was so sad :(((

° 𐐪𐑂 You hated seeing him in the corner by himself, looking at most likely nothing on his phone and you wanted to talk to him since there could be something wrong

° 𐐪𐑂 It seemed as if the clock saved you bc wow !! Thank gosh the time for Ateez to perform since you needed to help gyugyubear at onceee

° 𐐪𐑂 “Maybe we could switch numbers? Would it be okay with you?” He shyly suggested, something much more different compared to the confident aura he had earlier

° 𐐪𐑂 you would’ve loved to take time for that but noooo :(( beomgyu was getting his stuff and leaving??? IN FRONT OF YOU???

° 𐐪𐑂 “Umm, yeah!” You swiftly agreed, glancing back at Beomgyu who was about to leave from your sight, “but I have to go! I’m so sorry, maybe next time?”

° 𐐪𐑂 poor dude was feeling very confused when you ran away just like that??? but he got over it by shrugging and going onstage since he had better things to worry about skdfjs

° 𐐪𐑂 Hurriedly you went off to Beomgyu, tugging onto his arm so that he’d pay attention to you

° 𐐪𐑂 It took a few tries thanks to the pettiness he was trying to pass off, but eventually you did it... somehow

° 𐐪𐑂 “Is there anything wrong?”

° 𐐪𐑂 “No. There’s nothing.”

° 𐐪𐑂 “Nothing? Are you sure?”

° 𐐪𐑂 “Positive.”

° 𐐪𐑂 “Beomgyu, just tell me what’s wrong, dude 🧍.”

° 𐐪𐑂 “That’s it, you’re calling me dude and I don’t like it all 🥺.”

° 𐐪𐑂 Wait, was that just it 😭😭?? You wanted to die right then and there after worrying so much for nothing and being so tense during your conversation with Jongho

° 𐐪𐑂 “Wait, Gyu, are you being serious? So nothing was the matter?”

° 𐐪𐑂 Well now he couldn’t lie to you :(( at first he was going to act like he was fine but with the way you were looking at him :(( he simply couldn’t !!

° 𐐪𐑂 “Fineee. I’m jealous, and I don’t like it because he’s so close to you. I can’t help it sometimes since I tend to overthink too much but I know you love me since we’re together but I just-”

° 𐐪𐑂 CHUUU !! CHUU !!

° 𐐪𐑂 Seeing him panic and ramble on and on, you cupped his cheeks and pressed your lips against his so he wouldn’t have to be that anxious anymore

° 𐐪𐑂 As much as you loved hearing his voice, you didn’t like it when he got sad about your relationship... so hopefully a little kiss would do the trick?

° 𐐪𐑂 AND YESSS IT WORKED YOU GOT THE BOY EVEN MORE WHIPPED FOR YOU PLSSS 😭😭

° 𐐪𐑂 After a few seconds you pulled away, much to his disappointment but he was more than happy enough you did that thooo 😏😏

° 𐐪𐑂 “Ahh my bby!! I don’t love him!! I love you!! And so much at that!! I’m glad you trust me with your feelings and told me this, but you always have to remember that my heart belongs to you, okay? It’ll always be and I know you know that too,” you sighed while kissing him yet another time

° 𐐪𐑂 It was such a sweet moment but... how were you getting through this without him teasing you until now??? well surprise, surpriseeee

° 𐐪𐑂 “If this is how you’re going to act every time I get jealous, then I better become jealous even more at this point~~”

° 𐐪𐑂 “Oh be quiet, Gyu, now the mood is ruined 🗿🗿.”

강 태형:

° 𐐪𐑂 “Wait, Y/N... is that you?”

° 𐐪𐑂 From all of the clamorous chaos in the room, you were stunned to hear the familiar but relatively a much deeper voice compared to before in the same place as you

° 𐐪𐑂 It had been a while hearing it and you were tearing up just knowing who it was

° 𐐪𐑂 It couldn’t possibly be him... could it? A few years had passed since the last time you saw him so hearing him in the same workplace as you- well technically the - was almost too hard to believe

° 𐐪𐑂 But no, he was right in front of you, smiling like an angel as always- that same smile that was so contagious it made everyone else in the room light up

° 𐐪𐑂 “Jisung (from NCT)? You’re kidding me right now... But it’s been so long since I’ve seen you! Don’t tell me that I completely am missing the fact that you’re actually here? In this moment? Right now?”

° 𐐪𐑂 He only laughed at you, inching so much closer each second that you felt as if you were witnessing a delusion or something of the sort

° 𐐪𐑂 “No, it’s really me, Y/N! I’ve missed you... do you think we could catch up for a while? Just for a few minutes if that’s okay with you,” he offered, reaching his hand out to you

° 𐐪𐑂 You could only say yes after glancing up to see Taehyun’s reaction, but he just smiled- clearly encouraging you to go so that you could meet up with an old friend during your break time

° 𐐪𐑂 You hastily said goodbye, pondering if Taehyun was really going to be fine with it since you thought boyfriends would become suspicious of what other boys’ intentions were

° 𐐪𐑂 But thankfully, Taehyun being the best understanding boyfriend he was, plainly stated that it was more than great for you to go since you could talk to someone you trust

° 𐐪𐑂 but ahhh you weren’t sure- perhaps you really liked it whenever someone showed their love through jealousy (ofc not too over the top since that’s just toxic), and he didn’t seem to have any interest in becoming sad at all

° 𐐪𐑂 ++ Like you’ve noted before, he wasn’t one to get jealous since he trusts you very much ofc 🧍 but maybe.. just maybe...

° 𐐪𐑂 Your sliver of getting some attention and feeling love was shut down when Jisung brought you along to where he wanted to talk to you alone

° 𐐪𐑂 It was the clean white hallways where really nobody was ! The only people there were the two of you so you easily understood why he chose such a random spot like this

° 𐐪𐑂 And yea.. that’s where all of the getting to know what happened after training started and the two of you, curious to hear a few juicy details about whatever, were completely entranced in alllll of the stories you each had to tell

° 𐐪𐑂 MAYBE FOR LIKE 25 MINUTES OR SO????

° 𐐪𐑂 Taehyun sat in the other room scrolling through his phone mindlessly, but all the meanwhile wondering when you were going to come back

° 𐐪𐑂 He knew it was going to take longer than what he was at the very least patient for, but this long???

° 𐐪𐑂 The poor bby just moped around as he looked through moas’ comments, too bothered about you to answer any of them with a happy feeling

° 𐐪𐑂 And with you? You barely noticed the time, and so did Jisung as well

° 𐐪𐑂 You were both talking about random topics as well so when the line below appeared out of nowhere, there was no lie saying you were paralyzed with shock

° 𐐪𐑂 “You know back then... I’ve always wanted something more, but since we became idols it never happened. These days have always been work, work, and more work but I think that if we make it work, then we’ll be able to love each other well! And you do have the same feelings for me too, right? You told me just before I became a trainee so I never really got time to tell you that I felt the same way.”

° 𐐪𐑂 Oh, the way your jaw dropped when listening to him was just... something that should be hung in a museum

° 𐐪𐑂 W-was that a confession or....? 🧍

° 𐐪𐑂 “Y/N? Is everything okay? You seem to be... spacing out there.”

° 𐐪𐑂 But you weren’t 😭 You were dying inside thinking of how sudden it was and what you should say back???

° 𐐪𐑂 bc you already have a bf and he’d give the whole entire world just to make you happy 🗿🗿

° 𐐪𐑂 The familiar clacks of someone made you jolt, and from that scent you absolutely knew who it was right then and there

° 𐐪𐑂 “Taehyun, what are you doing here?” You whispered, getting up too quickly that could’ve showed how thankful you were for him to come and save you at the last second

° 𐐪𐑂 “Okay, I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to eavesdrop on your conversation! But I had to come get you or else your one hour break would run out and the staff would get mad at you for not coming earlier.”

° 𐐪𐑂 Jisung shot a confused glance at you when your boyfriend kept whispering in your ear, so you just held up a hand to let him know

° 𐐪𐑂 “Ah, sorry, but I think I have to go now! But thanks for the contact, we’ll need to exchange phone numbers next time because I really enjoyed talking to you! You’re such an amazing friend; I’m sure that we’ll become even closer in the end.”

° 𐐪𐑂 If that wasn’t enough of a friendzoning response, then idk what is 😔

° 𐐪𐑂 Jisung shot you a soft smile, albeit you could see a bit of sadness in it... you felt bad but you didn’t have the heart to lead him on like that

° 𐐪𐑂 “It’s okay! Go ahead, it’s more than fine with me. And yeah, I guess we’ll talk more next time!”

° 𐐪𐑂 Without any word, you solemnly waved a goodbye before wondering if Taehyun’s words about the one hour break was really true when not that much time passed anyway

° 𐐪𐑂 “Is it already time for me to prepare? Thanks for letting me know, otherwise I would’ve been dead meat by now!”

° 𐐪𐑂 He didn’t respond, and you raised an eyebrow at his reaction after giggling yourself at your stupid joke

° 𐐪𐑂 “Love? Are you okay? What’s wrong?”

° 𐐪𐑂 It was certainly awkward right now, and you hated it more than anything but you couldn’t place your finger on what made him to act like this

° 𐐪𐑂 “Taehyun?” You tried yet again, running faster to catch up on his too quick pace that only dripped of hurriedness

° 𐐪𐑂 And just like that the boy stopped after you called him for the third time, ceasing you in your tracks just to look back at you with a grimace on his lips

° 𐐪𐑂 “You’ve gotten me all twisted, love, that it’s quite pathetic. And yes, I am totally jealous even though I know I shouldn’t be.”

° 𐐪𐑂 Oh... so that’s what it was 😏😏

° 𐐪𐑂 He never admitted he was jealous those other times either so this was just-- wowww 😭😭

° 𐐪𐑂 “My love, it’s you that I’m with,” you huffed, getting close enough to intertwine his fingers with yours, “and it’s you that I’m going to be with forever, whether you like it or not. You have no reason to be jealous since I completely adore you! I want to be with you, can’t you already see how much I’m whipped for you?”

° 𐐪𐑂 He didn’t answer for a few seconds like you expected, so you pretended to be sad and turn away

° 𐐪𐑂 But when you did, he immediately grabbed your arm-- something you weren’t surprised of since he was the softest boy at heart and couldn’t be too mad at you for too long

° 𐐪𐑂 “Love, don’t go! I’m fine, I already know that and I love you too... it’s just that-”

° 𐐪𐑂 “So you were jealous...”

° 𐐪𐑂 “N-no, I wasn’t jealous- you heard nothing!”

° 𐐪𐑂 You caught him off guard by kissing him on the cheek and booping him on the nose until you could see the softness of his cheeks turn crimson red

° 𐐪𐑂 “Awwe, you cutie. Now let me make it up to you by giving you my utmost attention until break is over!”

휴닝가이:

° 𐐪𐑂 Ahh my bby Hyuka, i’m just so in love with him pls 🥺

° 𐐪𐑂 Well... speaking of which, who wouldn’t be in love with a sweet boy like him???

° 𐐪𐑂 Obviously not you, that’s for sureee 😭😭

° 𐐪𐑂 N E WAY--

° 𐐪𐑂 You just came back from performing one of your most popular songs and the adrenaline rushing through your body was enough to happily keep you on your toes as you

° 𐐪𐑂 You were really happy tonight and you were hoping to share that same joyfulness with the best boyfie ever, Hyuka who supported you in whatever you chose to do !

° 𐐪𐑂 Why though?

° 𐐪𐑂 Because this just had to be one of your best performances yet !!

° 𐐪𐑂 Like the way how you looked gorg on stage with your charismatic presence 🥺??? You knew it yourself that you looked amazing dancing and singing along with everybody... and the fact that they were fully enjoying it too was the true icing on the cake

° 𐐪𐑂 Kai must’ve seen it, huh? You were itching to see his proud smile and reaction of you since it would definitely make the passionate swelling in your chest boost 100%~~

° 𐐪𐑂 But right now, he wasn’t anywhere to be found :((

° 𐐪𐑂 Usually he’d be waiting at your dressing room whenever the two of you went to award shows together

° 𐐪𐑂 Or he could be at his dressing room and you asked the txt boys but... nooo he wasn’t there eitherrr 😭😭

° 𐐪𐑂 So... you decided to look for him ! He could’ve gotten lost, who knows ++ there could be some good food somewhere...

° 𐐪𐑂 Searching for Kai, surprise caught your features when someone with a very familiar face passed by

° 𐐪𐑂 Unfortunately it wasn’t your boyfriend whom you were looking for :((( but it was Jay from Enhypen and he seemed like a cool dude !

° 𐐪𐑂 I mean... you needed some idol friends anyway so why not talk to him ?

° 𐐪𐑂 Well, it all started with a polite hi and hello from senior to junior...

° 𐐪𐑂 The two of you ended up talking a little while that you ended up forgetting that your original task was to find Kai and ask him his opinion about your performance

° 𐐪𐑂 Somehow Jay made the conversation flow really easily and the two of you wouldn’t be able to stop talking to each other about literally everything

° 𐐪𐑂 It was like he was an old friend of yours and you were finally catching up... he was just that great of a dude yuh

° 𐐪𐑂 Maybe 5 minutes passed by...

° 𐐪𐑂 or 30, who knows...

° 𐐪𐑂 While Jay was talking, you glanced at the clock on the wall before him and almost gasped from how distracted you were

° 𐐪𐑂 LIKE HOW DID 30 MINUTES PASS BY THAT QUICKLY????

° 𐐪𐑂 and you promised you would get ready by then but now you spent all of your time talking to Jay when you could’ve been catching up with Kai 😭😭

° 𐐪𐑂 Although that itself wasn’t a bad thing at all, actually ~~

° 𐐪𐑂 You were more than happy to make a new friend in Jay ! And maybe the two of you could at this point be very good ones if you talked a lot in the future

° 𐐪𐑂 ++ You were happy talking to him, so if he was okay with it, then you definitely were !

° 𐐪𐑂 True to your words, you ended up talking to him a little bit more until he told you he needed some time to prepare for his stage

° 𐐪𐑂 A few goodbyes here and there passed between the two of you and he handed you his number to talk whenever you were bored to which you easily agreed

° 𐐪𐑂 And as promised, he was about to go as his shoes made some clickity-clacks against the spotless floor until-

° 𐐪𐑂 “Wait, do you hear that?”

° 𐐪𐑂 You just looked at him and knitted your eyebrows, confused as to what he was saying, “hear what?”

° 𐐪𐑂 and then BOOM! You could definitely hear it now???

° 𐐪𐑂 IT WAS KAI RUNNING OVER TO YOU, PANTING DRAMATICALLY AS HE SNEAKILY PLACED HIS HANDS ON YOUR SHOULDERS 😭😭

° 𐐪𐑂 You jumped at his touch a little, shocked to see him so suddenly when he was gone for at least 35 minutes

° 𐐪𐑂 “What is it, Kai? Is there something wrong?

° 𐐪𐑂 “No, NO! Nothing is wrong- I just need you to come look at this real quick!”

° 𐐪𐑂 Hurriedly Kai tugged you on the hand and you laughed loudly, following his lead to take you somewhere

° 𐐪𐑂 Jay laughed as well, waving towards your direction as the other boy dragged you along to another place

° 𐐪𐑂 “Alright, bye then, Jay! I’ll text you!”

° 𐐪𐑂 With the grin he was giving back, you were sure he would respond too

° 𐐪𐑂 However, that wasn’t really an aversion to what was going on rn 😭

° 𐐪𐑂 As soon as you were out of sight from everyone, Kai seemed to be a quiet mess, staring down at you like you were doing something weird

° 𐐪𐑂 The two of you were all alone now, but it was close enough to the staff’s room where they did your makeup

° 𐐪𐑂 Although it was pretty weird he was acting this way, considering he was a chatterbox whenever the two of you were together no matter what

° 𐐪𐑂 “What is it, Hyuka? What did you need to show me?”

° 𐐪𐑂 Because of the silence, you couldn’t help but wonder ! What he was thinking in that head of his- you couldn’t possibly be sure at all with the quietness all around you

° 𐐪𐑂 “I didn’t have to show you anything,” he finally responded with a blank expression, “I just had to get you away from a love rival who was obviously fighting for your love.”

° 𐐪𐑂 Well wow that was some bluntness-

° 𐐪𐑂 But a love rival??? You could completely understand why he was acting like this now- and it was all because he was jealous 🗿

° 𐐪𐑂 “Kaiiii,” you whined, pursing your lips tight together and bringing his hands into yours, “I’ve missed you too and I know we haven’t been talking much thanks to schedules but you have to know that I love you the most out of everyone here!”

° 𐐪𐑂 ._. <-- aka the same face he had while listening to you, so you went on

° 𐐪𐑂 You truly found this situation to be entertaining but you weren’t going to say it out loud ! Hopefully he would really see that you were being sincere though because you really did love him the most in the world :(((

° 𐐪𐑂 “Jay may be a great person and all, but you know that it’ll always be you that I choose. And why is that? It’s because you’re the one who stole my heart, not him, you fool.”

° 𐐪𐑂 Now the smile on his face was enough to convince him you were happy enough with the truth you gave

° 𐐪𐑂 Him believing you was one of the best feelings you’ve ever had and you were going to ask if he wanted some ice cream but he beat you to it, taking you by the hand and keeping you close by his side,

° 𐐪𐑂 “I absolutely do have the best bf/gf in the world... I just have to treat them with some ice cream after jumping into some weird conclusions! Also, what’s Jay’s phone number? I might talk to him instead 😏.”

° 𐐪𐑂 ...what were you expecting...

Posted: 4/26/21- 3:00am

(it’s literally monday today and i have school 😭 i didn’t expect to stay up this late but oh well iggg 🗿🗿)

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#txt fluff #txt angst #txt reactions #txt requests #txt imagines #txt scenarios #txt oneshots #txt series #txt fanfics #txt ff #*｡『 keah’s requests !』｡*

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randombubblegum · 3 years ago

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what do you think he did wrong with gh?

i think there were a lot of things that went wrong this era, some his fault, some just unavoidable pandemic stuff...... (long)

firstly it was a stupid, boneheaded move to leave hopeless for 300. i said so the day it happened, im saying so now. honestly the choice to forcibly distance himself from the “pop punk” label AT ALL was a bad move!! i understand he doesnt like it and i agree with him that parx music isnt pop punk. however their literal ENTIRE BASE is pop punk/emo/alt fans!!!! how many fans do you think parx has that didnt get into them from another emo band or doesnt also like other emo bands??? very few. and have you noticed a huge lack or press/magazine coverage this era??? huh its almost like their biggest friends in the journalism world were ALT MUSIC MAGS like ap, kerrang, rocksound, etc.... hopeless being an alt label it was rly easy to score those features!!! now its harder!!!!! 300 isnt promoing them at all and hopeless put them in times square!!!

also 300 is just a nightmare of a label, a fact that is easily googleable (and that we googled on like. day 1) just look at the merch rollouts this era hoooly jesus.... and their idea of “promo” is to buy instagram ads and? stories on random ppls pages?? like “dm for promo” type stuff??? that being said the way awsten is publicly beefing w them WHILE SIGNED and encouraging fans to harass them is like sooo childish and unprofessional its insane...... how did u not learn ur lesson when equal vision took dd and ent from u..... grow up dude.....

also for him hyping up the aesthetics of this era as better than all other eras theyre really.... not all that..... awstens always been rly good with cultivating aesthetics so to see him drop the ball like this is a bummer :( the music videos are cookie cutter no budget lip syncing vids, merch is the UGLIEST ive ever seen, even his personal aesthetic isnt up to par outside the flashy hair color (but that might just be a personal opinion)......

i cant imagine how hard it must be to be a band during the pandemic but also. my god. the way he conducts himself on social media this era. suffice to say its gone from “cute and cheeky” to like “there is something deeply wrong w the way u are interfacing w the world” and i dont think retweeting fans trying to get your attention by gushing how artistic everything u do is is like... the cool band promo u think.... it is.............

as for the music itself i dunno.... he signed to 300 specifically so nobody could give him any artistic guidance or feedback and i understand that desire but i think the music suffered for it. i think listening to the 5 people you “trust” who also happen to be your friends, labelmates, and/or managers is not incredible for pushing yourself creatively... also just because YOU assign all this meaning to the art u make doesnt mean the art actually conveys that meaning especially if it is abstract..... and getting mad at your fans for not “getting it” is not a good look i think? maybe make music that resonates with more people and more people. will like. connect to ur music.

also i miss interviews where it was the band talking and showing off their personalities and friendship because THAT his how you build a fan base. that is how you make people care about and root for you. waterworks with waterparks? waterparks plays guess that band? waterparks at the rocksound carnival?? that stuff!!! thats how you make people love you!!! other boy bands like bts and 5sos have it figured out, why havent you!!!!! you need to know thats how u got these fans right.....!!

sometimes an album just doesnt do well and thats life. it doesnt mean the album is bad!!! look at folie à deux for instance!!!! but i think this album “flopped” compared to past releases largely in part to the choices awsten made personally and professionally and hes not handling it well at all. not every album is gonna be a breakout hit even for VERY successful bands and thats ok and to be expected but it sucks that awsten put all his eggs in one basket here

i like parx a lot and i care about these dudes deeply (albeit parasocially) and it sucks to see them doing meh, i want them to do well, be happy, have fun, be successful..... its hard to root for people who act like they deserve to be on top and get mad when they arent tho :(

#phew.#i have a lot to say :( bc im bummed #mail time!#neg #long post

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joonbugg · 3 years ago

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I just wanted to give my thoughts about the James Corden/BTS situation. If you don’t want to hear it, then you can leave.

I, personally, had a problem with the 15 year-old girl joke. I think it was degrading to both armys and bts themselves. We’re not all stalker-obsessed, hormonal teenagers, you know what I’m saying. It was degrading to BTS because, to me, they have some of the most mature and complex music I’ve ever seen. They’ve talked about topics that other artists don’t even think to write about and I think their music is a good introduction to certain topics for people of a younger audience, where they can then do their own research and learn something new. But it has the maturity level to be a conversation between grown adults. (I hope that made sense)

That being said, personally, I was initially more in shock that he said it, rather then being mad about it. I got over it kinda quickly and was kinda curious about how it would turn out in the future. I was more upset about that article that Billboard put out, than I was about this situation.

I think it rubbed a lot of people the wrong way because for so long now, even tho BTS has grown so big, the image of army for some reason stayed the same, almost. There are way more armys that just stay in their place, support the artists, support other armys, support people BTS work with, and strive to make change in this world. For some reason, all of that is over-shadowed by people who send death threats, people who just do extremely dumb shit, sasaengs, and every other bad stigma you may have faced. I don’t think people expected James to make that joke when he was in fact talking about the UN assembly. But also, like he said in the most recent interview, he was quite literally taking a jab at himself too, bc he himself is an army. The disconnect came from the fact that we don’t know how James truly feels about BTS behind the scenes. It felt like James was just somebody who was using BTS for clout.

I think the joke about “unusual guests” just wasn’t presented well and the fact that it was in the same punch line, made it guilty-by-associations. BTS still do get genuine racist, and degrading hate from people today. I think if James would’ve elaborated the joke in a way to include the part where ‘no artist has ever performed at the UN assembly’ it may have gone over a bit better. Again tho, guilty-by-association. However, this joke kinda went in-one-ear-and-out-the-other for me.

ALL OF THAT BEING SAID, I never once felt that James said something so morally wrong that his ratings should drop or that he should death treats. NEVER EVER EVER. Nobody ever deserves that, it doesn’t matter what they did. Too many people today immediately wish death upon others, without any remorse of what they just said. NEVER EVER. It’s not okay to do, ever. I genuinely feel bad that James had to go through that and I hope that it wasn’t too much of a detriment to him in his personally life. I think the situation was handled very maturely last night. I’m glad James opened up about his side of the situation and that he consolidated with BTS in person. I’m glad we have a leader as great as Kim Namjoon himself because he just showed so many people how easy it is to: let the heat die down, talk about it civically and let it go. The members have talked about how part of the reason why they get along so well is because they wouldn’t go to bed until they sat down and talked about the problem. That’s what happened last night. A lot of people let go last night, which is something they should’ve done on their own, but some people need guidance. I genuinely believe that James does truly support BTS and I think that him and the boys truly have a genuine friendship. I hope James is being sent a lot of love and support and APOLOGIES from the people who sent him really mean stuff.

To anybody who hated James Cordon’s guts or sent him death threats. Anger and betrayal is something that can make anybody go blind. It’s hard to control. But it never gives you the right to treat somebody else like that. You should genuinely reflect on how you felt or anything you may have said. Apologize, if you did say anything. Learn how to respond differently next time. It takes a lot of time and work, but nobody is inherently filled with that much hate and lack of self control. You can do better.

I don’t know if my thought truly came through in this post, but that’s my take on the situation. I apologize if I came off as brash or if something doesn’t make sense. I don’t have anybody to talk about it with in my real life, except for with my mom (lolz). We’ve talked about it plenty.

#joonbugg!talks #joonbugg!other #joonbugg!irl #james cordon #bts #again WE STAN HUMBLE AND POLITE KINGS #I’m glad the air was cleared #you could genuinely tell that James was also nervous about the interview last night #you could see the relief when Joon said that it’s all good #they’re so sweet with each other #I’m so glad they were back on the show in person

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blu-joons · 4 years ago

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BTS Reaction: You’re A New Fan Of The Band When You Start Dating

Jin:

You chuckled as he showed you the video of the boys performing from their debut, you couldn’t believe how young they all looked, especially Jin. The years had definitely treated him kindly over the years.

“You look so cute, and so young.”

He smirked, shaking his head across at you. “I hate watching old videos of myself, but I wanted to show you all the songs we used to sing. We were so nervous when we were performing this.”

“It’s good though, I can see why you all ended up getting to where you are now,” you complimented, resting your head on his shoulder.

He moved onto the next video, “maybe I’ll have to show you the videos from our first tour, some of the things we did were weird, we’d never do stuff like that now.”

“I can’t wait to watch,” you giggled, resting your palms together, feeling his arm wrap around you. “I want to see how much you’ve changed.”

“A lot,” he quickly clarified to you, “I don’t even recognise Jin from all those years ago sometimes, but it feels like yesterday.”

“I’m excited to see how you’ve changed.”

Yoongi:

You were looking around his wardrobe, when you found a couple of gold chains, you lifted them up, hearing him gasp behind you, you turned around and looked at him trying to figure out what he was gasping like that for.

“Did I do something wrong?”

His head shook, “those are the infamous chains that I tried to sell in America. I kept hold of them,” he told you, but your expression was blank, “you’ve never seen the video, have you?”

“I’ve got no idea what you’re talking about, was it from a long time ago?” You asked, watching as his head nodded in response to you.

He reached across for his phone, “let me show you the video, the fans all seem to love it. I’ll be leaving the room when you watch it, I can’t stand seeing myself.”

“No, stay,” you pleaded wrapping your arms around him, “I need some context about what’s going on, what’s it all about?”

“It’s from the early days, just appreciate that when you watched it,” he told you, finding the video as you sniggered by his side.

“I can already tell this will be great.”

Hoseok:

Your eyes watched him closely as he showed you the old routine to Boy in Luv you’d watched at the MAMAs. The song was new to you, unlike many of the others, but you enjoyed watching the choreography still.

“It looks really difficult and sharp.”

He nodded, taking a break, “we were so in sync when we first started out, the routine had to be huge to make sure we were noticed. Now we can relax a bit more and enjoy dancing on stage.”

“You can see how relaxed you all are now when you’re onstage, I could tell it was an old song straight away,” you told him.

He sat down beside you, “we had to do something to get noticed back then, now we can mess around a bit more, I prefer it now more these days.”

“I can tell by your face you do, but the passion still remains,” you complimented, intertwining your hand in with his, “you’ve still got a big smile.”

“The smile will never go,” he chuckled, resting his head against yours, “it’s just nice to see how far we’ve come and pay tribute to the past.”

“I like the sound of that, you’ve done so well.”

Namjoon:

Your eyes widened as Namjoon showed you some of his old photos from when the band first debuted, his jet-black hair, in a huge quiff was a personal favourite of yours, studying the photo closely with a smile.

“What made you think that would be good?”

His shoulders shrugged, trying to take it from you, “it was a big mistake now. I thought at the time it made me look really cool, and it got the band noticed, not necessarily for a good reason though.”

“Don’t be silly, you look really cute,” you encouraged, pressing a kiss to his cheek. “Maybe one day you’ll have to consider making a comeback with it.”

He continued to shake his head, “there is absolutely no chance I will ever consider going like that again, it’s a one-time thing, no questions to be asked.”

“What if I helped you?” You teased, cupping a hand to his cheek, “I just want to see what you look like in person because you look so lovely in the photo.”

“You’ll just have to enjoy the photo now, my hair is by no means changing,” he assured you, pressing a kiss to the top of your head.

“One day you’ll change your mind.”

Jimin:

Light laughs escaped as you watched the video of him, his hair was sharp, his abs were clearly on show, and you could see the swagger in his eyes that he was loving every second of his performance on stage.

“You loved yourself so much during this.”

A blush appeared on his cheeks, “ask any of the boys and they’ll tell you I used to be so cocky, I’d always be flipping or flexing, anything to make sure the fans were paying attention to me.”

“How come you don’t do that anymore?” You asked him, resting your hand on his abs, “I’m sure all the fans would love to see these reappear.”

His head shook, brushing your hand away, “I’ve mellowed and grown up, I’ve realised how to look good now,” he chuckled, smiling widely across at you.

“Maybe you could show me all the old moves you used to use, seeing as I never got to see them,” you teased, scattering several kisses to his cheek.

“If you’re lucky,” he grinned, brushing a hand through your hair, “I’m pretty sure I still have some of the old outfits upstairs in the wardrobe.”

“What are you waiting for? Go and get them.”

Taehyung:

The photos he showed you of his old stages brought a huge smile to your face, he looked adorable, a cheeky grin was on his face, his hair was slicked perfectly, and of course, as usual, his outfits were smart and classic.

“Some things never really change.”

You looked back to him, nodding your head. “You look the same, except for the dodgy black eyeliner, I don’t know what you were thinking when you put that on. Did you think you looked good?”

“At the time I thought I rocked it,” he laughed, “I thought that it would be a good way to get people to notice my eyes, and my contact lenses.”

You smiled, resting your head on his shoulders, “you look really cute, I’d love to see it in real life one day, or I could do it myself.”

“No way, you missed out on this phase in my life because you weren’t a fan, now you just have to deal with me how I am,” he assured you, kissing the tip of your nose.

“Don’t deprive me of this, you’re supposed to be helping to show me what the band used to be like,” you groaned, rolling your eyes at him.

“You are learning, but not with the eyeliner.”

Jungkook:

You couldn’t believe how young he looked when you watched the video of him in a interview, you knew he was young when he started working with the band, but you didn’t quite realise how young he was.

“I can’t believe how adorable you look.”

He shook his head across at you, “I don’t see why you need to see all of this, you know what I look like now and what the band does, I don’t want to go and relive all of these memories.” “But I want to know about all your old days, I want to know all about the history of the band,” you told him, resting against his shoulder.

He stared at you with a small pout, “I’ll show you some more recent things, we don’t need to start on the first days, they’re some of the worst days of them all.”

“I’m watching the videos, whether you like it or not,” you told him, “I’m excited to watch all of the old videos and be able to mock you about it too.”

“You can’t mock me,” he cried out, “just smile and don’t say a word, it’s embarrassing enough already to show you my baby days in the band.”

“It’s adorable, I promise you that much.”

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dirtykpopsnaps · 4 years ago

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Mr. and Mrs. World Wide Handsome - Kim Seokjin (soulmate au)

Warnings: None

Contains: Cute soulmates!Jin and Y/N meeting

Requested: no

Words: 6, 896

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I walk out of the campus library, several books clutched in my arms. Just behind me, the girl that I’m working with steps out as well, several books also clutched in her arms. “So, where do you think we should start?” I ask, leading her back towards my on campus apartment.

“Well, I think we should start focusing on the groundwork first. That would make things easier,” she says. We make our way across campus, talking calmly about the project that our professor just put out. After a few minutes, however, I realize that the girl’s attention isn’t fully on me anymore. Her head is whipping around, looking in all directions.

Calmly, I knit my eyebrows together in confusion. “What’s wrong?” I ask, stopping and placing my hand on her shoulder. She quickly snaps her head in my direction.

“Alright. I, um, I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but...everyone is staring at us,” she whispers the last part. Without even having to look up, I roll my eyes in annoyance. I know exactly what’s going on. I sigh softly.

“Just ignore it. I’ll...explain when we get to my dorm,” I say, leading her towards my dorm again.

As I walk with her, I suddenly feel everyone’s eyes on us again. I’ve gotten used to the feeling over the years, but it still doesn’t make it any more comfortable. When we finally reach my dorm, I open the door and lead her up the stairs towards my small apartment. Everyone’s eyes turn to us as we pass. Finally, we make it to my door and I quickly open it before ushering her inside. As soon as the door closes, before I even have the chance to put down my books she turns to me. “What...was that?” She asks, gesturing out the door. I groan softly, sliding down the inside of the door.

“I’m so sorry. I swear I don’t do it on purpose,” I groan, looking up at her. She raises an eyebrow at me and I sigh. “It’s my attachment,” I explain.

Immediately, her eyebrows shoot into her hairline. “Wait...*that* was your attachment?” She asks in surprise. I nod my head and sigh again.

“I mean, that’s what everyone figures. We don’t have a name for it or anything, but it’s always happened. Even when I was little, everyone would just...stare at me. Freaked my mom out to no end. I’ve gotten used to it over the years.” My project partner just stares at me, her jaw on the ground.

“Oh my gosh...you have a beauty attachment!” She gasps. I stare at her I surprise.

“Is...Is that what it’s called?” I question. She nods her head vigorously, setting her books down on the carpet in my living room.

“Yeah! It’s called a beauty attachment! Basically, everyone is, like, drawn to you, right?” She asks. I nod my head lightly.

“Yeah, basically. It’s literally so annoying,” I groan, resting my cheek in my hand. I set my books down on the carpet next to her’s and sit down with her.

For a while, this girl (I learn her name is Abby) and I talk about our attachments. She seems to know quite a bit about my ‘beauty’ attachment, which I find pretty interesting. “Can I ask you something?” I question. Abby nods her head lightly, smiling happily. “How do you know so much about my attachment?” As soon as I ask, she becomes a little more awkward and bites her lip.

“Well...I kinda know...well, I don’t *know* him, but I kinda do?? It’s weird. Let me rephrase. I’ve *heard of*-slash-*seen* a person with your attachment before,” she says, rambling slightly.

“You...You have?!” I gasp. She rubs at the back of her neck awkwardly.

“I mean, yeah, I have. But, I don’t know him. He’s...He’s part of this group. This really *really* popular music group,” she explains. The happy bubble inside of my deflates slightly at the mention of a popular music group. However, I can’t stop myself from asking.

“What are they called?” She sighs softly.

“Okay, so...they’re called...BTS. They’re this really popular k-pop group. The, um...the member with your attachment, his name is Jin. Well, technically, Seokjin, but everyone calls him ‘Jin’,” she says.

For a few seconds, I search my brain. That name, BTS, sounds oddly familiar, but I’m not sure why. Finally, I just shrug off the feeling. “Really? You’re sure he also has this attachment?” I ask. She nods her head again.

“Absolutely. He’s talked about it before. He’s even coined himself a name because of his attachment, ‘World Wide Handsome’,” she chuckles lightly. I cover my mouth, giggling lightly at that information.

“Don’t I know that feeling?” I giggle. I stop giggling after a few seconds. “Can I...Can I see a picture of him?” I ask quietly. Immediately, Abby grabs her phone and searches up something on her phone. Seconds later, she flips it around and shows me a picture of one the handsomest men I’ve ever seen.

Just seeing him, my heart starts beating rapidly and I feel as though all of my breath has been stolen away. “Oh, my God,” I mutter softly, looking up at Abby with wide eyes. She nods her head, showing me the same wide eyes.

“I know, right? It’s crazy,” she says.

Nervously, I play with my hair. “So, um, what if he is my soulmate? How am I gonna know?” I ask, biting my lip lightly, still staring at the picture of Jin.

“Well, from what I’ve heard, when you’re near him, you’ll feel this kind of...pull. Like you *need* to be as close to him as you can be. And, when you finally meet your soulmate, your beauty attachment should just...dissolve,” she shrugs. I stare at her with wide eyes.

“Dissolve, what does that mean?” I ask worriedly. She giggles lightly.

“Nothing serious, promise. Your appearance won’t change at all, but that spell that you have over people? It won’t be there anymore. People will still think your beautiful and attractive and stuff, but they won’t stare at you, there shouldn’t be anymore sudden declarations of love, and you shouldn’t be offered presents by strangers,” she says, listing off a couple of encounters that I had described to her. I let out a big sigh of relief.

“Oh, thank God. you don’t even understand how much of a relief that is to hear,” I sigh. Abby smiles sweetly at me, giggling.

“But, enough about attachments. I think we should start on this project,” she says, pulling one of the books off of the pile and towards her. I nod my head lightly, moving closer so that we could both read the book.

“I think that’s a good idea,” I say softly.

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For the next few hours, Abby and I start to work on the project. I do my best to focus on the work, but my mind keeps going back to that picture of Jin that she showed me. After a while, Abby seems to realize that I’m too preoccupied. She shuts the book and smiles, shaking her head. “Well, I think that’s enough work for tonight. It’s obvious that all you can think of is Jin,” she giggles lightly. I flash her an apologetic smile, but she just brushes it off without complaint. “It’s alright, I understand,” she says.

“It’s just...I know my attachment is so rare and to what about someone who has the same attachment as me...it makes me think...” I say, trailing off. Abby nods her head lightly.

“I totally understand. I know I wouldn’t be able to get my mind off of the idea, either,” she chuckles.

Calmly, I lean against the couch in the living room and look at her again. “Tell me about him,” I say softly. She smiles to herself and thinks for a moment.

“Well, he’s the oldest in the group. He just turned 28 in early December...” Abby trails off at the look I give her. My jaw dropped and I stare at her in shock.

“He’s 6 years older than me!” I shout in surprise.

“I know, I know. But, really, that age difference isn’t that big of a problem at our age,” she reassured me. I take a deep breath, lying back again to listen. Abby watches me carefully before continuing.

“He’s obviously South Korean and still lives there when he’s not going around the world with BTS. He went to college for film and acting, and was in college when he was recruited for BTS. Most of this is stuff that you can find online. Um...he’s pretty funny, actually. Really likes dad jokes and, he’s a *really* good cook,” Abby smiles sweetly. I listen intently, trying to get myself to remember all of this. I don’t want to forget anything.

Without much prompting on my end, Abby tells me as much as she can about Jin. She even tells me about some websites that I can use to research him and come up with some good material. Abby eventually starts playing some of their music for me to listen to. She makes sure to show me some of Jin’s solo songs, as well, like Epiphany and Abyss. I close my eyes and just listen to the music, letting myself listen to it without being distracted. With every piece of information that I learn about him, my heart feels lighter and lighter. There’s always the chance that he’s not my soulmate, but with the rarity of my attachment, I also know that there is a large chance that he is. Whenever I look at a picture of him, I almost feel this light pull like something is telling me I need to be near this person.

After hours of being together, Abby slowly starts packing up her things. She grabs her pile of books off the floor and starts to leave when I finally say something that has been on my mind all night. “Abby...” I say, trailing off. She turns back to me curiously and tilts her head.

“Hmm?” She hums, tucking some hair behind her ear.

“How...How am I ever going to be able to meet him?” I ask, my eyes already starting to prickle at the thought. She smiles softly, adjusting the books in her arms.

“Don’t worry, okay? Leave that to me. I have an idea, but it’s going to take *a lot* of convincing,” she tells me. I nod my head slowly. After a few moments, she smiles happily and waves goodbye as she leaves my apartment.

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For the next couple weeks, Abby and I meet almost nightly. Most of our meetings are for the project, however we do get together on the weekends to talk specifically about BTS. She tells me about upcoming interviews and music releases that they’re doing. She even gives me their social media accounts so that I can follow them and see some of the information for myself. When we get together, I try not to mention the idea that she had mentioned. I figure that she’ll tell me if it works out and I do my best not to think about it. Thankfully, this seems to be the right way to go.

About three weeks after our first project night together, she comes running up to me on campus. “Do you have some time?” She asks hurriedly. I nod my head lightly. I had just been headed back to my apartment after classes. “Let’s have lunch together,” she suggests.

“Okay, alright? But, is everything okay, Abby?” I ask nervously. She quickly nods her head.

“Absolutely, everything’s great! I have some news about that idea I had mentioned a little while back,” she smiles. My heart immediately soars in surprise and I gasp.

“Really?!” I gasp.

“Yes! Let’s go to lunch. We can talk there and not have so many people overhear,” she says, hurrying towards the cafeteria. I run after her, my heart pumping rapidly.

Abby and I hurry into the cafeteria and find a table together before grabbing our food. The table is smack dab in the center of the cafeteria, so there should be enough talking around us that not many other people will hear us. Setting our plates on the table, we both sit down. I wait anxiously as Abby settles herself before speaking up again. “Okay, so, I didn’t mention this before because I wanted to get to know you a bit before saying this...my family is fairly rich. That’s how I was able to do this. It wasn’t cheap, but that doesn’t matter to me, so long as we get close enough for Jin to notice you,” she explains. My jaw drops and I’m about to thank her, but she holds up her hand to keep me quiet. “Just let me tell you everything, okay? Well, I already had tickets to a concert that BTS is having around here in a few weeks. I was going to go by myself, but by some *miracle, I was able to get another ticket for you to join me. The tickets are VIP, which means that we’ll be as close to the stage as possible. It *also* means that we’ll be able to be there during their sound check. *That* is going to be our best opportunity to get Jin’s attention and bring up the attachment. I hope that as soon as you two are in close enough proximity, he’ll feel the pull that your attachment has to bring you two together. However, it’s still going to be hard to get his attention. We’ll really need to do our best, okay?” She says. I nod my head silently, my jaw still hanging open. Abby giggles lightly. “Okay, you can talk now. That’s my plan right now.”

For a few seconds, I’m still silent. My mind is running a mile a minute, but the first thing that comes out of my mouth is...”Thank you...thank you!” I exclaim, getting up from my seat and running over to hug Abby. She laughs loudly, getting up from her seat and accepting the hug.

“You’re welcome! I’m just so glad that I can help bring you and Jin together!” She smiles happily.

“When is the concert?” I ask, finally getting into my seat again.

“The end of this month, February 27th. It’s a Saturday,” she reassures me. I sigh in relief, at least able to comfort myself in knowing that it’s a Saturday.

“Okay, February 27th, I’ll have to write that down on my calendar. But, we’ll need to come up with what to wear and everything,” I remind her. She nods her head calmly.

“That we will. And we’ll want it to be really good so we can get their attention,” she says.

All throughout lunch, Abby and I converse about the concert. When we’re both finished, we head back to my dorm and start looking through the clothes in my closet. For hours, we search through all of the clothes in my closet and dresser, trying to pair them together into an outfit that will catch Jin’s eye. Abby taps her chin lightly, looking at everything places out in front of us. “I think this will work well. It looks good together and it’s definitely eye-catching,” she says, putting pieces of an outfit together. When everything is put together, I look down at the outfit that she has made. The outfit consists of a plain black short-sleeve shirt, a dark red skirt that buttons in the front, and black shoes.

“How about we add leggings since it’s cold,” I giggle. Abby rolls her eyes and starts laughing.

“I’m literally such an idiot, yes, absolutely. Don’t want you to freeze,” she giggles.

When Abby and I have finally sorted out the outfit, we set the pieces next to each other in my closet. I take a deep breath and nod my head lightly. I can’t stop thinking about the fact that, in just a few weeks...I could be meeting my soulmate. My mind is swimming with everything that could happen within those weeks and I can’t help but feel a bit of anxiety creeping into my body. I try to push the thoughts away and just focus on spending some time with Abby.

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For the next few weeks, the upcoming concert is all that Abby and I can talk about. As it draws nearer and nearer, my anxiety gets worse and worse. Abby comforts me as much as she can, trying her best to calm me down. On the day of the concert, after my classes have ended, I change into the outfit we picked out and look at myself in the mirror. I fix my hair and even put on a little makeup, which is very new for me. Thankfully, I told Abby this and she was able to teach me a few things over the weeks coming up to the concert.

When I’m done getting ready, I pace the apartment and keep wringing my hands. My nervousness gets worse and worse as the concert time creeps nearer and nearer. I can’t seem to calm myself down completely, but I do my best to take deep breaths and remind myself that this isn’t a big deal. I mean, if is because he might be my soulmate, but he’s also just another person. Another person who just happens to be a part of the biggest music group in the world right now...and my possible soulmate. No pressure, right?

At the last minute, I add one of my favorite necklaces to compliment the outfit. I’m just starting to look at myself in the mirror again when I hear a knock at the door of my apartment. I hurry into the living room and pull open the door. At the door, Abby is dressed and ready for the concert, too. A huge smile spreads across her face when she sees me. “You look amazing. Jin won’t be able to look away when he sees you,” she smiles excitedly. Quickly, I grab my wallet, phone, and keys before closing the apartment door and locking it.

Down on the street, Abby’s car is parked just outside of my dorm. She leads me up to the car and we both climb inside. Abby turns on the car and gets directions on her phone before we leave the parking lot. The stadium where the concert is taking place is about a 45 minute drive away from our school. Abby and I have small conversations during the drive, mostly just letting the music play. I can’t stop myself from continuing to wring my hands as we get closer and closer to the stadium. When Abby catches me doing this, she chuckles and places her hand on top of mine. “Hey, no need to be nervous. Everything’s gonna turn out just fine,”

She smiles sweetly. I nod my head, swallowing down the lump that has developed in my throat.

After a while, we reach the stadium and Abby parks the car. Calmly, she gets out a pulls out two bags with characters on the sides of them. I recognize the characters as the BT21 characters and smile to myself. Without hesitation, Abby hands me a bag with a cute, white alpaca on it. “That’s RJ and he’s Jin’s character. I’m hoping it’ll help get his attention,” she smiles brightly. I giggle and place my things within the bag, throwing it over my shoulder. Abby puts her things in a bag with a little yellow dog on it. I tilt my head while looking at it and she smiles.

“I may not have the same attachment as Jimin, but I still want to try and get his attention,” she giggles, throwing the bag over her shoulder. With that, we make our way towards the stadium.

While we walk towards the stadium, we walk happily between ourselves. At the ticket booth, we’re stopped and Abby pulls two tickets out of her bag. The ticket checker looks over them for a few moments before he nods his head and allows us into the stadium. For a while, Abby and I walk around the stadium, trying to find our way out to our seats. We finally find a hallway that leads onto the main floor of the stadium and walk down it quickly. When we get to the end of the hallway, it opens up to the main floor of the stadium. Some people are walking around, looking for their seats already. I see other people hurrying around and checking to make sure that things are ready for the concert. I look around in all directions, but look at Abby when I feel her elbow my side. I knit my eyebrows together and look over at her. Her jaw is on the ground and her wide eyes are trained on the stage.

Quickly, I turn my head in that direction and my heart stops. Standing on top of the stage, talking to each other and going through their sound check is BTS. All of the members are gathered on the stage and talking amongst themselves. My eyes trail over each of them, their names being shouted in my head as I recognize them. Almost instantly, my eyes land on Jin and my heart skips several beats again. He looks even more handsome in person. Almost all eyes in the stadium are pulled to him and I watch as he laughs at something one of the other members said. Even from this far back, I can make out his signature windshield wiper laugh.

Finally, Abby seems to snap out of it and she quickly grabs my hand. She starts pulling me towards the seats right at the edge of the stage. When we find our seats, we sit down quickly and continue watching the sound check. However, as I sit in my seat, I feel this almost magnetic pull towards the group. I can’t pull my eyes off of Jin and I have to physically keep myself from jumping on stage and giving into the magnetic pull. Thankfully, we don’t have to wait long before something amazing happens. I swallow down another thick lump in my throat, trying to steady my shaking hands and taking a few deep breaths. When I look back up at the group, I watch as Jungkook elbows Jin and nods his head towards Abby and I.

As soon as his eyes land on me, a huge smile spreads across his face. Without hesitation, he leaves the groups and starts walking over to Abby and I. My heart starts beating wildly and my hands are shaking worse than ever the closer he gets. The magnetic pull keeps getting stronger and stronger until, finally, he sits on the edge of the stage and looks down at us. He looks back and forth between Abby and I, obviously trying to decide what to say. Finally, he comes up with something and a smile spreads across his face again. “So...which one of you has the beauty attachment?” He asks, continuing to flit his eyes between Abby and I. As soon as he asks, Abby points to me and I raise my hand slowly. His eyes land on me and he smiles even wider. “You’re my soulmate, huh? It’s very nice to meet you,” he chuckles, scooting off the edge of the stage and landing on the ground.

As soon as he does this, there’s a loud commotion from the stage and several guards come hurrying over. They start to surround Jin, but he puts up his hand to stop them. “It’s alright, she’s my soulmate,” he says calmly, shooting a gorgeous smile at me. My heart melts instantly and I’m surprised that I haven’t suddenly turned into a large puddle of mush. Heat spreads across my cheeks and I giggle, brushing my hair behind my ears. The guards listen to Jin and slowly start going back to their posts at the edge of the stage.

As soon as the guards are gone, Jin turns his attention back to me. “What’s your name?” He asks, tilting his head adorably.

“I-I’m Y/N,” I stammer. Immediately, I close my eyes and take a few more steadying breaths. “I’m sorry, Jin, I’ve just been *really* nervous about today and suddenly it’s here and you’re here and I’m just...nervous,” I laugh, steadying my voice again. He chuckles lightly, nodding his head.

“I understand. It’s not every day that you meet your soulmate. Besides, I’ve been a bit nervous myself. I’ve been feeling that pull get stronger all day and I just...knew,” he shrugs, yet another smile gracing his beautiful face.

“As soon as I saw you, I had to actually stop myself from running on stage and up to you,” I giggle, brushing my hair behind my ear again. He laughs lightly and nods his head.

Suddenly, I hear more feet hitting the ground as some people join us. I drag my attention away from Jin and take more deep breaths as I recognize Jimin and Namjoon. Both have large smiles on their faces as they look between Jin and I. “I suppose you’re the lucky girl?” Namjoon asks, glancing over at Jin. Jin nods his head lightly, stepping back and letting Namjoon step up closer. Without hesitation, he pulls me into a big hug and I gasp in surprise, just standing there for a few moments before I hug him back. Namjoon pulls back, then turns his attention to Abby. “It’s nice to meet you, as well,” he smiles charmingly. Abby stares at him in shock, then her eyes flit to me.

“It’s...It’s nice to meet you, too! I’m Abby and this is my friend, Y/N,” she giggles, her hands shaking almost as bad as mine.

Slowly, we strike up a conversation with Namjoon, Jimin, and Jin. However, I can’t take my eyes off of Jin and he can’t seem to take my eyes off of me. Calmly, he steps closer and takes my hand into his, squeezing it lightly. As soon as he touches me, I feel the magnetic pull slowly dissolve and my heart soars happily. A bright smile shows on his face again. “And if I had any doubts, that proves that you’re my soulmate,” he chuckles, pulling me in close to his side. All around us, the other’s flash bright smiles in our direction at Jim’s words. I smile to myself, leaning into Jin’s side comfortably.

Suddenly, another person appears at the edge of the stage. “Come on, we need to finish sound check,” J-Hope complains, looking around at his group mates. Namjoon sighs and bids us goodbye before climbing on the stage. Jimin pulls both Abby and I into a big hug before following Namjoon. Jin, however, doesn’t seem to want to leave my side. He holds my hand tightly in his and just looks up at J-Hope. In response, J-Hope raises an eyebrow. “Are you coming?” He questions. Jin looks down at me and I smile softly, nodding towards the stage. He sighs and squeezes my hand before letting go and climbing back into the stage. J-Hope shakes his head at Jin’s reluctance to continue the sound check. “If you really want to see her again, just ask the guards to bring her backstage after the concert.” Immediately, Jin’s face lights up and I watch he runs the length of the stage and over to the security guards. He has a quick conversation with them and points towards Abby and I. We wave slightly and Jin smiles before turning back to the guards. Finally, the guards nod their heads and Jin smiles gratefully before returning to his group and continuing the sound check.

The sound check continues on for what feels like hours. When it’s finally over, Jin comes back to the edge of the stage and sits down. “I can’t stay long. I’ll need to go back to makeup soon and change,” he says. I nod my head and open my mouth to answer, but loud screams echo through the stadium before I can. Suddenly, there’s the sound of running feet and I’m shoved aside as several of the other VIP fans try to get to Jin. He frowns at them, standing up on the stage so that they can’t get to him. Pieces of paper and different objects are being shoved up at him on the stage as fans try to get him to sign their different things. He sighs softly and signs a few of them before looking back towards me sadly. Several of the fans follow his gaze and, when they realize he’s looking at me, I feel a hard shove as someone pushes me to the ground. I shout in surprise and land hard on the ground. Above me, the fan that pushed me smirks, looking pleased with herself, and crosses her arms.

On the ground, I try to get up again, but so many people are gathered around me that I can barely move. Almost as if my magic, the crowd separates and I feel someone pull me to my feet again. I look up and smile softly when I see Jin’s handsome face. He holds me tightly in his arms and glares around at the fans surrounding us. “Who pushed her?” He asks, his voice quivering slightly. No one answers and I lean into his chest. His arms tighten around my waist. “I said ‘who. pushed. her’?!” He exclaims angrily, his gaze flirting around the group. Slowly, nervously, the fan who pushed me raises her hand. Jin scowls at her, still holding me to his chest, then he looks around at all of the other fans. “This girl is my soulmate. Anyone who is rude to her is in turn rude to BTS,” he growls. The girl stares at him in shock, then just crosses her arms again and scowls at us.

Huffing angrily, Jin looks back at the security guards who separated the crowd. “Show her out. I don’t want her here,” he says. The girl’s mouth drops open in shock and she screams in frustration and anger as she is lead out of the stadium. When she’s far enough away and the other fans have dispersed, Jin turns to me and Abby. “Are you alright?” He asks, looking around to make sure that I didn’t get hurt. I giggle lightly, pushing him away.

“I’m fine, Jin. I’ll probably get a bruise, but that’s the worst of it,” I tell him. He scowls in the direction that the security guard left with the girl.

“I won’t let that happen again. I’m not letting you get hurt just because of who I am,” he says plainly. I don’t know what he means by that, but I nod my head lightly. He flashes a small smile and hugs me one more time before turning to Abby and hugging her, as well. “Do me a favor and don’t let anyone hurt her, okay?” He asks. Abby nods her head quickly. Slowly, Jin climbs back on the stage and walks towards the curtains again.

As soon as Jin is out of earshot, Abby turns to me, her mouth hanging open. “I have *never* seen him get that angry. I didn’t know he *could* get that angry!” She says in shock. I shrug my shoulders, sighing softly.

“Well, he had good reason. That is not how I wanted ARMY to figure out that Jin found his soulmate,” I groan. Abby sighs softly and nods her head.

“Yeah...that didn’t go well. But, don’t worry, I’m sure they’ll warm up to you. Well, true fans will. But, I would definitely suggest making all of your social media private. That might discourage hate messages and stuff,” Abby suggests. As soon as she mentions the idea, I grab my phone out of my bag and do exactly that. Abby chuckles lightly at my actions and nods her head. When I’m done, I shoot her a soft smile.

“Let’s just sit down, okay?” I suggest. Abby nods her head and we make our way back to our seats.

As Abby and I sit, fans slowly start to fill in all the seats in the stadium. The noise rises higher and higher as more people sit down and start talking before the concert. While we wait, Abby suggests that we get some merch from some of the stands, so we get up and head out into the stadium’s corridors. Abby and I each get a t-shirt and a poster from the merchandise stall. People brush passed us, calmly looking around and trying to find their seats before the concert. When we have our merch, we head back to our seats and weave between the filled seats on the floor. As we walk through the seats, a few of the fans that were at the sound check stare at us and smile softly, waving. I smile and wave back, wanting to be friendly. At least they weren’t the ones who pushed me.

When we get back to our seats, Abby and I only have to wait about half an hour before the concert starts. There’s so much going on and I’m amazed. I’ve been to several concerts before, but this is definitely one of the best ones I’ve ever seen. Throughout the concert, Jin throws Abby and I soft smiles and even waves once or twice. However, I try to get him to focus on the concert. There are screaming fans all around us and, if someone were to get jealous now, I would be much more scared than I was at the sound check earlier. Abby seems to understand this, so she also keeps her interactions with the boys to a minimum. Although we’re trying to just act like normal fans, the boys do give us a bit more attention than they might give normal fans.

The concert continues on and I greatly enjoy the concert. However, I’m very surprised near the end. Just as the boys have come out for their encore and are going into a third song, Jin runs back down the stage and disappears behind the curtains. Several fans make confused noises and the boys finish up the last little bit of their song before looking around for their friend in confusion. Jin appears seconds later and some security guards come out with him. The security guards climb off the stage and begin making their way through the fans, coming toward us. Both Abby and I stand up, making it a little easier for them, as we know they’re searching for us.

As soon as the guards see us, they weave through the seats and come up to us. They take our hands wordlessly and start leading us back toward the stage. I look at Abby in shock, not certain what Jin has planned. As soon as he get to the stage, Jin helps me up and Namjoon pulls Abby up onto the stage. All of the fans eyes are fixed on us, very confused about who these two new girls could be. Why would BTS pull these girls up on stage with them? Jin holds my hand tightly, a bright and happy smile spreading across his face. “ARMY...I have a confession,” he shouts out, looking around at everyone in the seats. Whisper start making their way through the silent crowd. Calmly, Jin looks over at me, then back out to the seats. “I’m very sorry to inform you, but...World Wide Handsome is no longer on the market. I’ve found my soulmate!” He shouts happily, thrusting our joined hands into the air. Behind me, Abby laughs loudly and starts cheering in excitement. Slowly, other fans join Abby’s cheering and happiness for Jin. He beams happily, looking around at all the fans and pulls me into his side. I giggle lightly and lean up to kiss his cheek lightly. At my action, a loud chorus of ‘awww!’ rips its way through the stadium. Jin laughs lightly, keeping his arm tightly around my waist. “Well, I hope you’ll join me in my excitement, ARMY!” He cheers. More cheers follow this.

Calmly, the boys make their last small speech for the night before all shouting ‘goodnight’ out into the full stadium. With that, they turn around and make their way down the stage and backstage. Immediately, all seven boys head over to a table and begin drinking heavily from water bottles. I can feel the heat coming off of Jin’s body in heavy waves and I wrinkle my nose in disgust. He flashes me a confused look when I wrinkle my nose, “What?” He asks in confusion.

“You smell,” I say plainly. All around us, choruses of laughter follow this statement. Jin sighs loudly, almost as though I’m forcing him.

“Fiiiine. I guess I can take a shower before we talk and cuddle,” he sighs.

“You better. I’m not cuddling with a stinky, sweaty person, even if they’re my soulmate,” I say. He sticks out his tongue at me and finally sets down the water bottle.

“Alright, you stay here. I’ll be back in a little bit?” He says, squeezing my hand once before letting go and walking down the hall.

As Jin disappears down the hall, the other members decide to talk to us for a little bit. They’ve all stopped gulping down the water, though they’re still panting slightly. Taehyung smiles sweetly at us. “It’s nice to finally meet you, Y/N, Abby. Jin wouldn’t stop talking about you after he met you,” he chuckles. Jungkook throws his arm over Taehyung’s shoulder, joining the conversation.

“It was kind of cute, honestly. Jin doesn’t get that excited, usually,” Jungkook explains.

“I’m glad you thought it was cute,” I giggle, “I’m pretty sure Abby was starting to get tired of hearing about him,” I joke. Abby gasps, leaning over and punching my shoulder.

“Oh, shut up. That is an absolute lie!” She exclaims.

As Abby punches my shoulder, her bag of merchandise crinkles as it moves. Taehyung and Jungkook eye the bag curiously, then they must recognize it as a merchandise bag. “If you’d like, we can sign whatever you have in there,” Jungkook offers, nodding towards the bag. Abby looks at him in shock and nods her head vigorously.

“Please! That would be amazing!” She says happily, pulling out the poster. The boys chuckle lightly and start looking around for a pen. Thankfully, they’re able to find one and our posters are passed around to each member. Jin joins again just as J-Hope, the last person to sign the posters, sets down the pen. Jin picks it up calmly and adds his signature to the mass of others. When he’s done signing it, Abby and I get our posters again and put them back in our bags.

Calmly, Jin comes over and wraps his arm around my waist, pulling me into his side. “Well, would you gurls like to come back to the hotel we’re at?” Jin asks, looking between Abby and I. I’m about to answer when Abby shakes her head.

“Y/N can, but I think I’ll head back to school. Just remember that she needs to be back to our college by Monday,” she reminds them. Jin nods his head dutifully and shoots her a smile.

“I promise I’ll get her back on time,” he smiles. Abby chuckles and pulls him into a hug. When they pull apart, Abby waves goodbye to the rest of the members.

“I hope to see you guys soon,” she smiles. They all agree and she waves once more before walking back towards the stadium. Jin hums lightly and rests his chin on my head.

“Alright, we should head back to the hotel. I’m exhausted,” he sighs. I chuckle lightly at him.

Calmly, the boys are lead back to a big, black car with tinted windows. They all climb in and I climb in, as well, making sure to sit close to Jin. On the ride back to the hotel, Jin all but falls asleep on my shoulder. The car finally stops at the back of the hotel and the boys are lead in the back entrance by some hotel officials. They’re given keys to their rooms and make their way to the elevator. On the ride up, it’s clear that most of the members are forcing themselves to keep their eyes open. The door of the elevator opens again and Jin sleepily leads me down the hall and into his room.

As soon as we get into the room, Jin flops down on the bed. I look around, biting my lip, then look down at my clothes. “Jin, I’m sorry, but do you have something I can change into?” I ask quietly. He groans sleepily and flips over to look at me.

“Just pick something from my suitcase, okay?” He hums, his eyes barely open. I nod softly and open up the zippers of the suitcase. Calmly, I pull out a random t-shirt and start taking of my clothes. I pull the t-shirt on before taking my bra off with the shirt over top. I leave my underwear on and turn around, climbing into bed with Jin. He hums happily and wraps his arm around my waist, closing his eyes immediately. Smiling to myself, I close my eyes and fall asleep as well.

#dirty kpop snaps #kpop fanfic #kim seokjin #kim seokjin fanfic #bts jin #jin x reader #jin x y/n #bts #bts soulmate au #jin soulmate au #soulmate au

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chainofclovers · 3 years ago

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It’s been awhile since my brain insisted on a Life In a Bulleted List post! (Please forgive any odd emotional leaps bullet to bullet.)

During the middle part of this week, my wife is going to travel for a work thing for the first time since February 2020. We’re both fully vaccinated, in a spot with low COVID numbers, and she’s going to a spot with low COVID numbers, and honestly, it feels weird to be the amount of worried I am, which is not very worried! Obviously COVID is still a massive problem worldwide, and of course we live in a country whose greed and foreign policies actively make things worse for other places, and of course it’s still very important to take every precaution here (we’re still wearing masks in stores/public places, for instance). But I’ve spent the last fifteen months with pretty painful anxiety, worry, and anger as my near-constant companions, and it is wild to think about my wife going off to a different area and to feel...pretty much OK with that.

This will, however, be my first (and second and third) night spent without her since, yes, February 2020. And honestly, while it might be kind of a novelty this week to, like, eat something I like that my wife doesn’t, or to stay up writing until a not-very-sensible hour...all this time together has been great. Didn’t get tired of her once. (At least not anything a solo walk around the neighborhood or a solo trip to pick up groceries couldn’t fix.) We are very lucky. Understatement.

I am becoming a person who doesn’t kill every plant. And our yard is closer to “done” which is very exciting. And I’m finally getting to the point with container gardening where our food is semi-regularly seasoned with things I’ve grown. I’ve got a lot to learn but for awhile I was worried I would never be even partially successful.

Last week we found two young opossums dead in the backyard, quite far apart from each other. We couldn’t figure out what happened, but it’s possible they got into some poison elsewhere and ventured into our yard? I said some words over them (it’s not like we knew them but I suppose everything deserves to hear “you are loved and will be remembered” even if the people promising to remember you are just two random women) and we buried them and it was really sad. I love opossums, and I wish I knew what happened so I could try to prevent it in the future.

My writing brain continues to be entirely focused on fiction (well, fiction and my professional genre). I’m almost certain I’m currently setting a record for Longest Time Without Poetry since my childhood, maybe. It’s weird. But fiction! I’m having so much fun and feel so connected to everything I’m writing and thinking about, both in terms of orignal stuff and fic. I love the feeling of being out in the world doing mundane little things but in a good mood because of fiction. :) :) :)

I haven’t watched all of this past Friday’s Fire Drill Friday yet, but I think Jane Fonda’s hair is getting more Grace Hanson-shaped as the G&F season 7 filming gets closer to resuming. I feel very convinced this is true, whether intentional or subconscious, and I hope it means they’re gonna let Grace’s hair go grey this season. I know there’s at least one interview in which she said that’s what she wanted to happen, plus the Grace wig visible in S7 BTS pics (since they started filming after she’d already changed her real hair) seems to have grey roots?!

Speaking of FDF, the guest was Demi Lovato and it is pretty wild how many people on the Instagram event announcement, people who claim to be a Jane Fonda fan or a fan of the environment or social justice or whatever could absolutely Not Handle It to see someone respectfully yet nonchalantly use the correct pronouns for a non-binary person? The sanctity of grammar argument is EMBARRASSING. The phrase “attention addict” is EMBARRASSING. Especially since judging someone for seeming like an attention addict seems like a slippery slope on Judgment Mountain to judging someone for their actual addictions, past or present. And since we as a society love to punish people for their addictions and weaknesses instead of celebrating the way that self-discovery and honesty and self-actualization give people the tools to be stronger and cope with their “weaknesses” more effectively. And I’m sorry, Gail, but if you aren’t thinking maybe it’s a little weird that an 83-year-old can use they/them pronouns in a sentence while you’re on her page performatively misgendering someone, then you aren’t embarrassed enough but I will feel embarrassed on your behalf.

On a much, much, much happier note, baking with weed for older relatives is a love language. <3

And finally, on a very related note, I leave you with One Weird Trick your doctor won’t tell you for how to make sure you don’t forget which brownies are the special ones:

(Image ID: a white saucer containing two brownies. One is plain on top and the other is covered with a variety of rainbow sprinkles and colorful sugar.)

#do not reblog there are so many things in here not to reblog #more emotions than livejournal dot com #jane fonda appreciation society #cw opossum death #food things #personal #about me #grace and frankie #gender things #cw misgendering

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thosch3i · 4 years ago

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Xiao Yuliang Interview [Eng Trans]

[Photo: XYL’s dog]

so remember this post? yeah well i wound up doing a mostly full translation of the entire 6 minute interview on twitter. some parts are paraphrased and a few details were skipped bc he sometimes repeated himself and there were one or two details i wasn’t 100% sure of, but other than that an eng transcript of the full interview is below the cut:

1. Introduce your role in "Ultimate Note"?

XYL: In Ultimate Note I play Zhang Qiling, Xiaoge.

2. What kind of impression does this character leave in your heart?

XYL: Before, I thought he was a really strong, and then a very cool, and then a very cold/detached person. But later, I finished reading the novel and read the script, and I felt like he's someone who lets your heart ache for him. The feeling he gives me--because once I was reading the script in a car, and I almost wanted to cry for him, because he's always searching for the things he's lost. And he's very strong, but he wasn't born strong; he also went through a lot, and he made himself strong. He can bleed, and he can get hurt; it's just that he doesn't say anything, and he doesn't show that he's in pain.

3. Talk about the initial pressure of receiving this role?

XYL: When I got this role, the pressure was really really big, but I also thought I was pretty lucky, because I'd played Zhang Qiling before, and I get to play him again, and I think that's pretty lucky. But the pressure is too big, on set right now, the pressure is very big.

4. Netizens were pretty satisfied with your performance; have you seen these comments?

XYL: When Sha Hai was airing, I saw their comments. Some of them approved, and I was happy, but others--like, saying some suggestions or opinions--I also looked at them. I also looked at the performances of other actors who played Zhang Qiling and comments on their performances. I used them as a reference, and I learned from the experiences/evaluations of others.

5. What was the greatest challenge of playing Zhang Qiling?

XYL: The biggest challenge is that there are too few lines. It's really hard to act! [Xiaoge] has some expressions where it's just, you can't make them too obvious or too "unrestrained" because his actions are also very restrained, but if you're too restrained then everyone just thinks you don't have any reactions. And the editors are also very hardworking, because they'll have 4 pages, and I won't have a single line, just reactions. The others will talk for 10 minutes, and I'll just be reacting. [Xiaoge] is a person with few/no words, but with his whole heart, he wants to go care for others...it's very difficult; this "no lines" is very difficult. Another thing is fight scenes are very difficult, and the weather is too hot.

6. What are some scenes that left the deepest impression on you?

XYL: Like when it's 3am, and we're running through a wild river, the water is all up to our waists, and we don't know what's underground. I was just afraid there were snakes, you know? Nothing we can do, just run. And there's also, because the filming location is at Xishuangbanna, there really are snakes. We've seen snakes etc on set, so we were afraid accidents would happen. Thankfully they didn't. And there was also when we were rubbing mud on our faces during the hot day. Actually, what we were rubbing was chocolate paste. When the chocolate on our faces dried, we spread on more, and it feels like you've become a "chocolate person", not a "mud person". I also tasted it--the BTS side clips recorded it; the taste is okay. [t/n: here is a link to that clip]

7. How did it feel working with the other actors in the crew?

XYL: Liu Yuning-laoshi [t/n: Hei Xiazi] is really nice. He doesn't have a temper, and he's a very calm and tranquil person. I think he's really nice. Xiao Xi [t/n: lit. “Little Xi”, nickname for Zeng Shunxi aka Wu Xie] is a little mischievous. Xiao Xi likes to stir up trouble on set and play around. In any case he plays around with Pangzi and me, but Liu Yuning-laoshi is more tranquil, not quite the same as [his character] in the show.

8. Before you posted a vlog caring for your pet on Weibo, why don't you introduce your pet?

XYL: My dog's name is a character I played once; my mom named him. Because we'd just finished filming that show, and then my mom got a dog, so she just called him my name in the show. Tell me, isn't that annoying? [t/n: drama was called 反骗天下/Fan Pian Tian Xia and his role was called 米若/Mi Ruo; his dog is apparently called 米诺/Mi Nuo.]

9. You've been an actor for awhile now; can you discuss what being an actor feels like?

XYL: Initially, before I became an actor, I thought, "Oh, cool". Everyday you're just, wow, holding weapons, cool! But now I think it's so hard. Especially while shooting this show, I got a sty for a month, and it's still not better even now. [t/n: you can definitely see the swelling under his eye in ep1] I think this sty is from accepting this role, or because of work. In any case, it's still not better. But it's no problem; thankfully, my hair can cover it. You also have to be careful of safety on set; real blades can slice open your hands. Once, I wasn't careful and cut my wrist, but thankfully the doctor's stitching skills were pretty good. When he was still stitching, I even said, "Doctor, you have to stitch it well, okay, I'm an actor, I use this hand to perform", and he said "Okay". After the stitches were done, he asked me, "Are you satisfied with the stitches?" The results were pretty good; it didn't really leave a scar.

10. Finally, promote this show to our fans.

XYL: You all have to watch our "Ultimate Note", because filming was really tough, and we've diligently tried to accomplish these three roles [t/n: the iron triangle, I’m assuming] and later on some of the the details of many of the books. I hope you will see similarities to the novel in some of the show's scenes.

and we are done! so yeah, i think his take on xiaoge’s character was the most important part, but some of the other stuff (listening to him complain about some things lmao) was kinda funny too. im still laughing about the whole ‘im an actor i need this hand to perform’ bit bc dude you literally sliced yourself open w a knife badly enough to need stitches but that’s your first priority???? glad you’re dedicated to your job though i guess but LOL

Quick question/answer:

1. What do you want to say to Zhang Qiling?

XYL: Xiaoge, you've worked hard.

2. Who from the show would you pick to go with you on an adventure?

XYL: I’ll choose...I'll choose Pangzi, because he'll definitely bring food. And he's fat, and he's pretty joyful, oh right, I can also bully him.

3. Describe the level of your cooking skills.

XYL: Cooking skills? The rank of instant noodles. Just boiling instant noodles, then adding the flavor packets, and then tomatoes, eggs...instant noodles.

4. If you're not restricted, what kind of role do you most want to play?

XYL: If I'm not restricted, then I want to play that guy who, in the morning, is just delivering takeout or is really well-behaved and wears glasses, that type, and then at night he pushes his hair back like this [xyl mimes pushing his hair back], and he starts to....different types...in any case, like split personalities, right, split personalities.

5. A sentence to describe your ideal life.

XYL: My family and I are healthy, and I have enough money to go live a normal life, eat/drink whatever I want, travel with my family, and just grow up slowly.

oh right additional note, in zsx's interview, when asked which character he'd take, he said xiaoge without hesitation. and the interviewer asked if he wanted to know who xiaoge picked and zsx was all "he didn't pick me did he...I'll be leaving now, thank you~" 😂

#dmbj #zjbj #ultimate note #xiao yuliang #zhang qiling #shouting into the void #i made an effort to capitalize and make some grammar corrections in english this time lol #its not perfect but like you get the point #i also think it's cute that he calls zsx xiao xi lol #on the other hand seems like zsx just calls him yuliang #translation

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woogurl · 5 years ago

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WOOSAN’S RELATIONSHIP ANALYSIS

yeah, it’s your girl, it’s me again, i’m back with another analysis, ‘cause i’m bored in quarantine.

so, basically, i wanted to share my opinion on what i think woosan’s relationship is. as a woosan shipper, obviously i’m biased, but i’m going to be as practical and as impartial as i can possibly be. i wanted to do this because i know people think they’re either best friends, friends with benefits or actually romantically involved. i can say that i’m actually pretty uncertain about it, but i want to argue why i do think think they are at least in a intimate relationship.

again, i’m not a professional body language reader/psychologist/analyst or whatever. these are solely based on my observations.

REASON ONE: woo’s body language/relationship with yeosang is completely different than his relationship with san.

Now people argue that they’re both woo’s best friend. which i agree that you can certainly have two best friends. however, in this case, it’s still different? woo puts a lot of emphasis on his relationship with both san and yeo.

yes, i know you can all hear this picture, woo always needs to emphasize his four years of friendship with yeo, and even picked yeo when he had to choose between him and san as his bestfriend. also keep in mind that woo left bighit bts for yeo. that’s a real ass friend.

which left san devastated, i mean look at the way he looked at mingi, like wtf, you’re not woo. lmfao.

woo and yeo have been friends for four years, yet i think most of us can agree that the nature of his relationship with san, is just different.

woo sees san as his other half/twin, by the way he’s been friends with yeo for five years now. again the language is completely different. on the other hand, san wrote:

i’m not entirely sure what he meant by you also, the not sure was the translator’s note. but as you can see their responses for the chemistry that they have for each other is entirely different.

Let’s move on to the legendary asmr video.

again, they’re super physical, just look at the way san touches/grab woo. anyhow, we aren’t there yet.i wanted to emphasize something else. that being the talk after. i’ve highlighted the parts that i think are important to take note of.

WY: You always go along with whatever I do

WY: And you take interest in the things I like

WY: I'm very thankful for that

WY: No one takes care of me better than you

WY: If you think I'm exaggerating, it's to the point where even my parents asked him to take care of me

ummmmm.....

WY: Take care of me in the future, too, please

S: You're cool

S: You’re cool and

S: I honestly

S: Now I can sincerely

S: To the people around me or my relatives

S: I can proudly say that my friend is Wooyoung!

S: You're that kind of friend

S: To that point where I'm not embarrassed

S: Or rather say you're my friend that's worth showing off!

S: I think this is more than enough!

you can’t tell me that this doesn’t legitimately sound like a love confession.

Next, the handshakes man? i don’t think i should include all of their handshakes as this would get too long, it already is, but you guys get the gist. they have so many like jesus christ. whyyy?

Lastly amicus and aras. The fact that woo really went searching for a word or saying meaning a friend forever is very telling to me. also note here they were the only ones in each others fancams which was super sweet.

REASON TWO(yeh, we JUST got here): woo’s obsession with san, now a lot of people think woosan is one-sided because woo is very good with hiding his emotions on cam. but a lot of us now are a lot more aware that woo sticks to san like gum.

san literally asked him if he was a piece of glue, also hi baby yunho.

literally like glue, you can’t tell me this isn’t boyfriend culture.

as soon as seonghwa leaves for the mission on wanted film woo goes back to san. lol, i know he was prob just tryna get a better view but i wouldn’t put it past him. anyway, like glue.

woo’s leg over san’s, like glue. or that time woo ended up in san’s bed, even though he was supposed to be with hongjoong/yunho/etc?

don’t believe me? then just take san’s word for it.

also, it’s supposed to be, “you really like me more than i thought.” so even san is surprised by woo’s clingyness.

i don’t even much to say about this interview it speaks for itself. woo was literally all over san during it. this is also one of the interviews that completely solidify my beliefs of them being in an intimate relationship whatever it may have been. i just felt like this interview was like, “yeh, we’re together.” that’s just the aura i got from it also it was valentine’s day or at least themed?

also, i’ll mention but not add all the times san has said that woo comes to his room. it’s very often there’s plenty of vids that we avid woosan shippers know of. moving on with woo’s obsession with san.

that time the members were supposed to post pics of themselves, and most of woo’s at least three pics were of him with san. don’t you like san too much woo?

REASON THREE: Body language in general

The stares man, the stares...You just don’t look at friends this way.

including these stares:

i’ve also noticed in a couple of videos that wooyoung tries to avoid san’s stares, there are times where he just doesn’t even look at him even though he knows san is staring at him. sometimes he literally turns his face completely away from san and i think it’s to avoid getting lost in san’s eyes. i want to express that woo does this very intentionally, as i said before he’s much more aware of the camera than san. it’s hard to notice because these aren’t motion pictures, but i want you to watch their moments and you’ll notice that most, if not all the time that woo always turns his head away first while san stare’s linger for at least one second longer.

otherwise, we’d just get more moments like this:

REASON FOUR(very important): How touchy they are with each other.

san’s nono is square on woo’s ass, that’s far from straight. anyway, moving on, they’re very touchy and the fact, that they’re even more touchy when the cameras are off is very telling to me. like i said the valentine vlive was enough to convince me that they’re physically intimate and the fact that san said woo likes to come to his room a lot. i also want to note that anytime san mentions this woo gets incredibly uncomfortable? why? you can just say you like playing games together or whatever, but woo always freaks out. lmfao. also apparently they were in a room together and in bed together according to woo. i think something may happened, because woo was more clingy than usual on camera, and their expressions were quite transparent.

REASON FIVE: The time they spend together off camera

Since the vlive from a while ago, the christmas one, we learned they spend a lot of time together off camera. i already did an analysis about this for the woosansang drama post. but the fact that the members felt so pouty about how much time they spend together tells me that they spend a lot of time together. i also want to note that i think mingi’s comments are important because after watching him stuff his hands in his pants and literally reading off the piece of paper that the staff writes telling them to do something it’s obv this boi skipped idol training. ‘cause he fcking pours tea. lol but anyway mingi said that one day while with yeo, yeo said, “san really likes woo, huh?” and they all started screaming that’s weird ‘cause obv, it’s so gay.

here’s another moment, where mingi is exposing their asses. lol. even the members say they’re constantly afraid that he’ll say something he’s not supposed to. mind you that they’re probably having a semi-casual convo.

lol. why bring up woo so suddenly mingi?

mingi’s like btch stop lying.

so, mingi laid it all out for us, but san said, “no no no, he’s the clingy one, woo’s the one always following me--WELL, we follow each other.” anyway, i do feel like san brought this up because people always assume that he’s the clingy one, after all he didn’t have to read it i felt like he read it to check us lmfao.

REASON SIX: people may not all agree on this, i get that this will be extremely controversial but i honestly do believe the escape woosan vlive was solid proof enough for me that they are physically intimate.

i know i said before that i think they were tired, but someone said it was apparently only 4pm, so now i’m convinced they were drunk. lmfao. anyhow, there’s a lot of moaning, and “stop rubbing”, as i already made an analysis about this i’m just gonna comment about the part that sold me and that was the part where san literally shouted woo’s name as he was holding in his voice. which convinced me that woo was being a little shit rubbing him inappropriately. let’s be honest, woo is THAT type of person(to secretly rub someone off in public) lol. there’s just no explanation for that shout, and the “you want me to tell?” and woo’s “no!” yeah, no, you can’t convince that they weren’t doing some freaky shit. lol

lastly.

REASON SEVEN: Their commitment to woosan.

now we can agree that most ships do not like being shipped, but woosan came up with their own ship name and handshake, as well as phrase for it. amicus ad aras as well as san: WOO woo: SAN. also, the time they walked together holding hands on tour with little umbrella’s that read woo and san. your ship could never.

do i think some of it is fanservice? sure, i mean KQ even made an entire woosan vcr.

but, definitely not all of it, and woo has said himself during the lie detector test, that it isn’t just business.

they even have a fandom name, i mean? come on? i’m sure the company isn’t forcing them to do it lol. i think they really just are committed that much to each other. also, when someone asked about woosanhwa, they said they’d think about it. lmfao. what woosan share is something entirely different than what we’re used to.

anyway, thas it. thank you for your time. c;

#ateez #wooyoung #san #woosan

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jaehyunsuh · 4 years ago

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I just got into KPop via BTS but just fell into NCT’s black hole (my first boss was WinWin lol) it’s so different from Western groups tbh and here in tumblr I love the fans they’re so mature and kind. It makes me a bit sad to forget sometimes that they’re normal people who gave up a lot to find their dreams, compared to how other ppl found their fame. I wish NCT will have a calm year, even in a pandemic these boys were BUSY. ESP TY, he deserves this rest, unfortunately it happens bc of an injury

I got into kpop because of bts too and later became a multifandom mess and i love it !! and yes, the whole concept thing makes it so different from western artists!!

idols went through a lot of things while training, things that we don’t even know, plus they all were young going through a lot on their minds, so yeah it was a lot

if you analize nct (mostly 127) haven’t had a proper rest since 2018!! they did nct 2018, a ton of activities, 2 comebacks (regular and simon says) they were learning one while still promoting the other one, simon says wasn’t really planned just rushed but they still managed to do it, then christmas concerta and awards. 2019, the tour, the comeback, perfomances on us tv, promoting in korea, interviews, even hyuck had to leave the tour, then japanese comeback, collabs and just the whole year working. They were coming back from tour and they already were selling tickets for the 2020 tour !!! in january !!!! that got canceled bc of the pandemic, but they still dis kick it, later punch and then nct 2020, plus promotions and stuff, so they deserve real vacations!!! a real break for all of them

#nct #nct 127 #nct dream #nct 2020 #wayv #taeyong #nct predictions #nct 2021 predictions

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mittensmorgul · 5 years ago

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Plastic fantastic

I've put off doing this long enough, and spent the intervening days reading everyone else's interpretations, so there's gonna be a lot in here, but also a lot that I've probably not focused on too heavily because other folks have already said the things better than I could've. So this is just a recap of the things I personally feel are most significant and thematically cool going forward. It's... a lot... :'D

15.04 was infused with an element of surreality. Which I ended up referring to throughout this post as “plastic.” Hence the title. But this got super long, so here have a cut. :’D

Right from the THEN segment, we're reminded of Cas. Rowena's sacrifice, Cas's own suffering at Chuck's hands, and how this has affected Sam and Dean-- Sam miserable for having done what they had to do (right?) in sacrificing Rowena, and Dean PISSED but feeling like this was the only way to free them from what he sees as Chuck being a "fanboy" of them. It shifts directly into BECKY, who was described previously as a "fangirl" and involved in a supremely unhealthy relationship with both Chuck AND Sam (even if it was completely one-sided and creepy with Sam). And then shifts to Chuck being told-off by Amara in 15.02, in essentially a recap of all the best insults and condemnations she could fling at him... because he deserved it honestly, I mean HE LOCKED HER AWAY FROM THE DAWN OF CREATION TO SUFFER ALONE WHILE HE DID HIS THING TO MAKE HIMSELF FEEL BIG.

Okay, sorry, I just really hate that guy and his hypocrisy sometimes (read: all the time).

Right. Where were we. At the beginning.

Gunfight in the bunker, with the Danger Lights activated. I've been waiting for this scene since we got BTS photos of Jensen all battered and ragged with the beard. This... isn't real. It's not SPN universe real anyway. Since the SPPT promo came out, I have been eager to see this episode just for this scene. I guessed it was a vision Sam was having/receiving because of the Equalizer Wound, the beginning of his glimpses into "Chuck's writing process." Is this an AU that Chuck actively created? Is it just the sort of thing Chuck daydreams about? Or in the style of Supernatural episodes past, is this some sort of window into the ending Chuck wants/intends to write for them, which obviously would be something they absolutely could not let stand?

Like Dean’s nightmare he awoke from in 10.09 where he saw himself slaughtering a room full of people at the beginning of the episode, which became reality by the end of the episode? Is Chuck’s horrific ending that Becky hated what we actually saw play out in Sam’s nightmare? The show has invited us to consider that as at least a possibility. Or, to at least assume Chuck’s horrifying ending was at least that awful.

There's so much in this scene that doesn't match up with what any of us might imagine Sam would even consider a nightmare of his own mind's creation, you know? And yet it's SAM who is plagued by these incongruous nightmares that don't even really connect up with things that are relevant to the things currently on his mind, you know? After recent events, one would think the things that would plague Sam's nightmares would be the loss of Jack, or his role in Rowena's apparent death and his guilt/depression over it, or even the fight against the ghostpocalypse and the people who lost their lives as a result of that. Instead, he's having "nightmares" about having gone full Boy King of Hell demon blood addict, which hasn't been a pressing personal fear of his for more than a decade. He's even talked specifically about how he's made his peace with that entire time in his life, such as his talk with Magda in 12.04. NOT coincidentally also written by Davy Perez.

That's because... this is NOT Sam's "nightmare." Why would Sam "dream" about Dean's regular gun having the power to spark out demons? Why would he "dream" about BENNY being a human (and alive!) ally of Dean's that Sam had sent his own army of demons to destroy? Why would Sam dream that his demonic-self would hunt down and kill his loved ones (Bobby! Jody! and nobody else mentioned! as if this was some weird time-travelling situation combined with Benny's human presence!), and then in the end hunt down and murder Dean in cold blood? This wasn't Sam-As-Lucifer (though I believe we will be seeing that particular nightmare in next week's episode), but SAM. HIMSELF. Turned into the demon he always feared he was "destined" to become before they learned how to tear up the story and make their own choices about their destiny.

The problem now is that they actually believe that Chuck has gone, and they're on their own now. Sam believes that this must be his own nightmare, and therefore he's just stuck with it, as his own mind and memories and fears come back to torment him. He's lost his power to fight against it, like Dean's lost his power to fight against his current experience. It's as if the only power Chuck retains over them is in the fact that they BELIEVE he's gone, you know? Magic's power is in the belief of the caster, Rowena has recently reminded us with her own life. And I think that's exactly what's leaving Sam and Dean so completely vulnerable to manipulation by Chuck, in ways they've never before been vulnerable to it. Because they've both staked their entire futures on the fact that they so firmly believe they're free of Chuck's story.

Sam is just... so confused by this nightmare, he can't even make sense of it at all. And the sleep deprivation isn't probably helping.

I think we've all covered the Meat Man conversation already, as well as all the Dean vs Food stuff, so I'll only add that commentary in here if I think of something I haven't already said on the subject.

Dean calls out Sam's assertion that he's fine, directly telling him "No, you're not," and expressing his understanding of what he's going through.

And here come the cheerleaders. And doesn't this (as I believe many of us have already said over the last two weeks) just smack of Sam's "fake case" Gadreel had him trapped researching inside his own mind in 9,10? Crowley had to convince Sam that what he was trapped inside wasn't real, that he was possessed by an angel who was forcing him to experience these things. And obviously the God Wound isn't direct possession, and I don't doubt that this is a real case, but how much of this case might have been "arranged" by Chuck, or how much of Sam's perception right now may be clouded or colored because of the effects of that Wound?

Not only that, but Dean is also a participant in this entire odd case, and he doesn't even HAVE a wound connecting him directly to Chuck, you know? But his judgment seems to be equally clouded by something, as well... I'm gonna call it Intense Denial. Dean is basing his entire life right now on the presumption that Chuck has stopped interfering in their lives, when I think the exact opposite is true. I think Chuck is now focused on them more directly and more intensely than he ever has been before, and their obliviousness to that fact is only strengthening his hold on them, and amplifying his power over them.

But back to the current point in the episode:

Sam interviews the vice principal of the school, and the girl who was killed was in the drama club, debate team, cheerleading, campus ministry, you name it. That's... an awful lot of potential friends, so Sam asks about BEST friends, and we're directed to Veronica "and the girls." Veronica is singled out, which makes her speech to the empty room later even more interesting...

This episode relies on a lot of the elements of the case they're investigating to seem rather... plastic. And Veronica stood out as one of these elements. She could've just been "one of the girls," but she was identified specifically here, and it's like that designation itself somehow altered reality just a little bit. Heck I think I'm gonna need to put this line of thought on hold until we get to the speech scene. Remind me to come back to this.. >.>

The Whitmans interrupt (oh those crazy parents from 1.08, at it in a completely different role), seemingly uncaring of the dead girl and demanding their son's future not be ruined by postponing the lacrosse game. (OH THE IRONY) Sam rightly calls them out on framing it as "the end of the world" if he doesn't get into his first choice college. These parents have already been established to be Those Kinds of Parents who will do anything for precious little Billy to get whatever he wants in the world. They'd probaly strangle kittens on live TV if it would guarantee their son's future, you know? We haven't even seen the full extent of what they were willing to do for their son, and they already feel like cartoonish villain types.

I need to take another aside here to talk about the boy’s name. BILLY. Which, considering how we left things in 14.20, we’ve all been wondering about what Billie is up to in the Empty, right? This boy that will, by the end of this episode, become a literal stand-in for Jack on a cosmic scale? Is called Billy. Just... consider that.

I can already hear Becky critiquing Chuck's Monster of the Week here... and in turn parts of the fandom cynically saying that this is the complaint on MotW episodes forever-- that they're boring or unimportant or skippable because the monsters are predictable and boring, and just... NO. YOU HAVE OFFICIALLY MISSED THE POINT.

I think the general assumption is that the case we watch Sam and Dean solve is being directly affected by Chuck's simple act of typing it out. In exactly the same way we believed Metatron influenced the events of s9 by the simple act of typing it out. Could he control the thoughts of the people he wrote about? Not exactly. Could he manipulate the situation via the power of the angel tablet-- the direct word of God-- to influence the scenario and events in improbable ways? Yes, I absolutely think he can. And I'll continue discussing this as we go along.

But we return to Dean leaning against the car eating pretzels. I've already written about his constant eating and drinking in this episode, but PRETZELS?! That's a new one for Dean. It's usually jerky, or chips, or candy, or... all sorts of other things. Where did he even get the pretzels from?

He'd apparently been at the morgue examining the body, and found a vampire tooth. So this case that seemed NOTHING like a vampire case based on how the body was found, suddenly there's irrefutable evidence that it's a vampire instead. Almost as if the facts of the case have shifted somehow, rather improbably and inexplicably. Just as inexplicably as Dean finding the beaver mascot riding a scooter "awesome."

The second girl to be abducted calls out Veronica as being "so fake" in her grief over Susie's death. And yet, improbably, after a long cheer practice, she's the only one alone in the school parking lot late at night. Where's the rest of the cheer team? The coach? Anyone? How was she there all alone? Yet she was, because the case needed her to be.

It's plastic.

Like the little square of crime scene tape left unattended in the woods. Weird, right? That after the scene was cleared and the original investigators left, it was still left there around an empty patch of dirt. And Sam and Dean... are just... standing there at the edge of the woods, boxed in by yellow crime scene tape and orange cones while they have their conversation about the fact the police have no idea what could've done this, and Sam laments the fact that it's THEIR job. THEY deal with the truth and carry the weight, while everyone else gets to go back to their blissfully unaware lives.

Dean busts out the flask while the two of them stand there in their own personal crime scene box, like their lives are the crime here. They ARE the victims of a cosmic crime. And the corpse of what their lives could've been, of what Sam had always thought he'd want of his own life, to live in a little town like this and just be NORMAL, is what they'll find on the autopsy here. And Sam is just beginning to realize he can't identify with those sorts of people at all.

And then we jump right from Sam lamenting the lost white picket fence to Becky's house-- where the front railing is white pickets, where she's built a real life for herself. Yet even something about it seems... off... just a little bit. That older kid seems way older than 7, which I assume would be the oldest any of her kids could be based on when we last saw her in canon, before she began to recover from her obsession and begin building a true happy life for herself. Heck maybe I'm talking myself into a problem that doesn't exist, and he's supposed to be just a really big 6-year-old, but okay. Or maybe he's adopted, or the kid of her husband from a previous relationship. GAH This is so not relevant to anything, why can't I let it go... >.>

Regardless, she clearly loves her family, and is invested in her life with them. Her husband is a man who truly appreciates and loves her in return. I'm really happy for her. Her husband at one point says, "Where would I be without you," and she jokingly replies "Covered in puke." And it's the same sort of cute exchange we saw between Sam and Jess in the pilot, where he asked, "What would I do without you?" and she jokingly replied, "Crash and burn." And considering that Sam himself will mention Jessica at the end of the episode, it seems worth pointing out the thematic similarity they're trying to set up here.

I wonder how much Becky has told her husband about the reality of the Supernatural books she's built her business and hobbies around, or her own part in the events of the books? More than Sam ever told Jess about the reality of his life? At this point, I'm gonna be glad her husband didn't end up pinned to the ceiling on fire.

Becky waves goodbye to her family as they leave for a day of fun, and Chuck waves back at her. He's inserted himself into her life again, and it's freaking creepy.

Chuck says he "wanted" to see her, and corrects himself to "needed." And here we have the laying out of the classic “NEED VS WANT” conundrum we’ve been yelling about for literal years. Funny that Chuck has it all wrong himself, you know? Becky makes herself clear that she neither wants nor needs him. He's not welcome there at all, and yet he presses on, past her assertion that his problems aren't her problem. I've already written a little bit about what Chuck apparently wanted from Becky, and what he actually got from her, so I'll try not to repeat myself, but to say that Becky was far kinder to him than he deserved.

So we learn about the second cheerleader's kidnapping, Dean makes an uncharacteristically flippant comment in front of the Vice Principal (somebody has a fetish), and kinda... blinks in shock at himself before professionally affirming they'll look into it and turning and walking away. Like he can't quite believe he actually said that. Which is weird, right? Because this is the sort of thing Dean has made flippant and kinda gross comments on in the past, right? But even when he's made comments about which cheerleaders are legal (4.13), or suggestive comments about even college students, he's rarely done so this blatantly directly TO the school principal, you know? This was... odd... like everything is just slightly out of sync.

I'm fascinated by the tiny models of Supernatural things that Chuck is prodding at in Becky's house. The first thing we see is Lil Levi's gas station. The only time we have EVER seen this gas station was in 10.03, when Hannah and Cas stopped there for gas, and yet Becky has the Impala parked by the pump, and what looks like a yellow classic car of some sort on the other side, hidden by the pumps so it's impossible to really see it there.

(I swear I will replace these Mittens Quality Screencaps™ as soon as HotN properly caps the episode... apologies for the photos of my tv in the meantime)

It was Cas's pimpmobile we've actually seen at this location in canon. And this was the gas station where Cas was losing his grace, desperately trying to get to Dean in time to save him, and Hannah kept getting them lost. He calls her out over her feelings-- dangerous temptations-- clouding her judgment and getting in the way. They're attacked by Adina, and Crowley arrives just in time to save them both from her, stealing her grace and force-feeding it to Cas, enabling him to power up again and save Dean. Aah, callbacks! And I mean, it might just be a visual callback to the fact that Jensen also directed that episode (and that gas station was named after his nephew), but it's still a reference that brings an awful lot of baggage with it, regardless of what prompted its appearance in miniature in Becky's house. Not to mention, this reference happened LONG after Chuck had supposedly stopped writing about the Winchesters' lives. And yet... Becky seems to know this reference, which had nothing to do with Sam and Dean and everything to do with Cas.

The second model we see looks incredibly like (or at least should all be having us THINKING of) the Carver crypt from the first three episodes of s15. And that's... super creepy, right? What is this building? Why did Becky have a model of it at all? This happened DAYS ago in canon.

And the third is Singer Salvage yard, with the Impala parked out front. How long has it been since we've seen it? In an episode that opened on Sam's "nightmare" that involved him strung out on demon blood having just killed Bobby and Jody in Sioux Falls? Interesting that Chuck expressed fascination with that particular model in this episode, isn't it?

He asks if Becky is still obsessed with his work, and she corrects him. She's obsessed with HER work. She'd essentially dismissed Chuck as the creator of Supernatural, and relegated him to the role of Recorder Of Events, as a prophet. It wasn't actually HIS story. But what she's made of it, what she's made her life's work, IS HER OWN CREATION, based on the same reality she believed that Chuck had been nothing more than a conduit for. And OUCH for a guy like Chuck to not even get credit for any of it now, because of the lie he'd told to insert himself into his own creation. It's incredible to me. He wants nothing more than recognition as the creator, as the writer, and Becky's far more interested in her OWN stories about the same characters. She saw herself as more than Chuck’s equal as a writer, she saw herself as his superior. He just recorded, she CREATES. She dismissed everything Chuck was most interested in, and writes the characters all having achieved a measure of peace and happiness, the same as she has. And Chuck... hates it. :'D

Remember, this is the guy who invented monsters before he invented anything else. Leviathans were his first creation, even before the archangels. But they had a nasty habit of eating everything else he tried to create, so he grudgingly locked them in Purgatory, and moved on to the next thing. And he's had a lot of similar failures over the years... like the original hellhound that Lucifer stole away (and that Sam killed in 12.15). Seems like this has always been the story Chuck wanted to tell, because he's always only ever had his original drama with Amara as a source for his creation. He's... obsessed... with his version of events, no matter how many times he's confronted with reality, he weasels out of personal responsibility for everything. Like he does in this scene with Becky, letting her believe he's just a poor dude who wants to keep writing and lost his writing mojo because his prophet powers dried up.

This is probably the first Becky's heard Chuck had a sister, who Chuck only explains rejected him because she "sucks." And... Chuck... you're leaving out the horrific things you've done to her as an explanation of why she refused to help you. He's still hiding behind the “super cute” Chuck Facade. And nothing he says is an out and out lie, but it's entirely a manipulation, a complete reframing of the cosmic scale of what's happened into something he expects Becky to be able to offer him sympathy over. And she's just not having it. And again, good for her.

Chuck admitting that he's lost and hates himself at least engages Becky enough to try something to get him moving forward (again, still thinking he's just a guy who's lost everything). And tells him if writing makes him happy, then he should write.

Meanwhile Dean's incongruously eating a hot dog (WHERE IS HE GETTING ALL THIS FOOD?!) and interviewing a beaver. Sam questions why, and Dean's not only gotten information about the case (mascots have access to cheerleaders), but information about the kid inside the suit (he's a smart kid, got a full ride to IU). Dean's been unusually productive while chewing that hot dog, apparently. But he’s basically a caricature of himself during this case, like he’s trying to wear a suit he hasn’t worn in 15 years, and is finding it really ill-fitting. (it’s probably all the snacks he’s eating, honestly)

Veronica hands Billy a black wristband printed SUSIEFOREVER, which... is probably how Billy's feeling at the moment (hello, she was his girlfriend and he accidentally killed her... this is gonna haunt him forever). Veronica (who we've already been told by the latest girl to disappear is "so fake" in her grief over Susie's death) seems to be coming on to Billy, or at least making her interest in him known. And we DON'T know how all of this will resolve yet, but there's an awful lot going on in this scene. Did Veronica actually kill Susie? Is she the vampire and is that the reason for this OTT "so fake" grief on her part? Did Billy's "anything for my kid" mother who interrupts the scene actually kill her and Billy know something about it? Why is everyone acting so... weird?

Because we're back to the plasticity of this entire case again. What's actually killing cheerleaders? What's really going on here? If this entire case is Chuck's machination, because he wrote it down, and therefore subtly affected the situation, is that why everything seems just slightly off? Slightly malleable, as if Chuck is only working out the details of the case as he's writing it all down?

Billy leaves with his mom, and Veronica is left in a dimly lit gym filled with empty chairs and programs for the memorial service. She's practicing her speech to this huge empty room, speaking into a microphone. And as she talks, she edits her speech.

We've seen Chuck do this. in 4.18, he had Dean push the doorbell with determination, and then went back and edited it to read "with forceful determination." Just before the doorbell rang, and it was a forcefully determined Dean doing the ringing... So Veronica's self-edit here seems almost like a Chuck self-edit.

Remember how I mentioned way back toward the beginning of this mess how Sam asked the VP for a clarification on who Susie's "BEST" friends were, and Veronica was singled out among a group of her close friends? And now Veronica stands alone not only as the sole person in the room here talking to empty chairs, but as the one with apparent motive to kill Susie, who's been accused of expressing a lot of over-the-top melodramatic "so fake" grief. And... she edits her relationship with Susie on the fly:

Veronica: We are here to celebrate the life of my friend Susie. No. *clears throat* *takes a breath* We are here to celebrate the life of my best friend Susie. My best friend Susie who I miss like... *sigh* like she was a part of me. And in many ways she's still a part of me. She'll always be a part of all of us. Susie Martin was as rare as a ghost orchid and as unique as a snowflake. So beautiful inside and out. But as Robert Frost tells us, nothing gold can stay. And that's what Susie was. Pure gold.

And during this entire speech, to the empty room, the music in the background is ominous, looming, tense. The musical cue is telling us to doubt her performance here, with the high strings picking up the tension just as she comes to a close and Dean shows up with his slow clap. I mean, it was a pretty OTT speech, delivered with an intensity that literally does feel rehearsed. Stilted. Plastic. Everything in the case so far has pointed the arrow at her being the monster. The framing of the narrative would support it if it had been true, but the background of the entire case feels exactly as Becky has described it. What if THIS was the original ending to the case that Becky had voiced her complaints about, as if THIS is the story that Chuck would've written.

But that's such weaksauce. MotW episodes are nothing if not thematically consistent. Vampires are about revenge cases, and this case is a very specifically pointed bit of revenge, of Chuck against the Winchesters. They ruined the last story he tried to tell, and the fact this started out looking like something OTHER than a vampire case (possibly a ghoul, based on the parallel to 9.10, and a dismembered body), and then seemingly remolded itself INTO a vampire case halfway through... it feels like that first fang Dean found at the morgue was Chuck sinking his teeth into their lives.

And Veronica, no matter how the case had painted her to this point, was completely innocent. A bit plastic, because she's a victim of this reality bend as much as Sam and Dean are, because the real monster of this case is Chuck-- only Sam and Dean don't have any idea yet.

Dean calls her on her fake emotions, and they directly accuse her of killing her friend. And get the proof that she was innocent because she HAS BRACES, which she's apparently self-conscious about, but it proved she wasn't a vampire. *SIGH*

Plastic.

So Sam and Dean look for video evidence from surveillance cam footage, which the police had apparently already looked at and found nothing, but now they find a car driving past immediately after the second girl's abduction. Did the police not see it? Or is this another bit of plastic?

Meanwhile back at Billy's house, his parents refuse to even hear him say Susie's name, and suspicion immediately shifts to their entire family. Billy's father washes blood off his hands, and nobody seems to find this strange. Are they all monsters? Did one of them slip up? What the heckeroo is actually going on here? Whatever it is, it feels like they're all complicit, and Billy seems to be having reservations. Except they've also got the latest victim tied up and blindfolded in their storage room. So... they're definitely guilty of something. But we're only halfway through the episode at this point, so there's clearly more to the story.

Chuck tells Becky he can't see what Sam and Dean are doing anymore, as he conveniently scratches at his left shoulder where his wound connecting him to Sam is. Which is wild, right? Because what little we know about the Equalizer gun was that it fired INTENT. And that it affects the person shot and the shooter identically. So what was Sam's intent when he shot Chuck? Dean had just told Chuck to "Go to Hell," but Sam didn't say anything out loud when he shot Chuck. Was his intent "stop fucking with our lives" or more vaguely grief-filled "go to hell" or something more? Because whatever intention Sam shot at Chuck seems to have directly caused both Chuck's loss of power AND his inability to see directly into their lives now. And after having watched the Sam and Dean show for their entire lives, Chuck is PISSED about not being able to see what they're up to.

And I wonder, incidentally, if this will be the same factor that's causing problems for the Winchesters, too... that Sam may have inadvertently severed whatever protective force had made their lives as hunters as... implausibly unproblematic as they've always been, you know? I think we'll be seeing that develop more in the next episode, but we saw hints of it happening in this episode too (like with Dean's comment about the killer having a cheerleader fetish). But regardless, I think this is why Sam is suffering these grief-fueled nightmares, his inability to breathe, and his general current mental state. He’s suffering from the same intent he’d fired at Chuck. Only it hit Chuck with a case of writer’s block, while it hit Sam with something he’s been unable to truly define or explain. Yet.

Becky tells Chuck to write about the Winchesters if he loves their story so much, because that's what SHE does. Her stories don't have to be based in reality for her to enjoy them, but Chuck's only metaphorically a writer. He doesn't just want to make up tales, he wants to literally create reality. During Becky's entire pep talk, Chuck's holding a little figurine of Sam pointing a gun, and ain't that just on the nose? She plucks Sam out of Chuck’s hands and puts him back on the mantle (and I admit to at first thinking it was the Cas doll from 5.06, because Dean did the same thing with Cas, putting him up on the mantle like that), but Chuck still expresses doubt in his ability to actually write.

And here's where the most incongruous stuff in the entire episode begins happening-- the family dynamics of a killer family. It's still unclear who the monster is among them, but like Dean, we are leaning toward the father. The thing is, none of it's actually plausible. That's the beauty of this entire case. It's plastic.

How did this single kid out of this entire town get turned by a vampire, and his parents just... completely accepted what happened immediately without question? How did they KNOW what to do for their son in this circumstance? They went out and killed animals for their blood for him. Where did they learn to do this for him? And then how could they so casually just... kidnap a whole human being just to feed their son? Why not go back to feeding him animal blood like he'd done before? They didn't see anything wrong with any of this, either. DID THESE PEOPLE NOT HAVE QUESTIONS?!

And what of the vampire that made him? Did that vampire just... turn him and run? Did he give the kid a pamphlet explaining vampire life to him or something? It's just utterly baffling that this whole family just... incorporated this development into their lives as if it was all an entirely normal thing to accept about their kid. The dad KIDNAPPED A WHOLE ENTIRE HUMAN BEING for him on his own initiative, the mom was ready to shoot Sam and Dean for interfering in their plans. LIKE HOW IS ANY OF THIS NORMAL?!

And perhaps most bizarre of all, Sam and Dean didn't see anything wrong with it in reflection later that night. But I'll get to that when we get there. Heck this note-writing thing is really hard when I already know everything that's gonna happen. I have enough trouble staying on point without the benefit of foresight. :'D

So these parents are insistent that they're doing all of this, sacrificing all of this, just for him. And when he tells them he doesn't want them to, they just beg him to tell them what he wants from them. And he's just so frustrated because they aren't listening to him. Like they don't even care about him despite professing they're doing all of this so he can be happy. And he's just... profoundly not happy.

So the father, when Sam and Dean show up, still thinks they're going to ARREST him. Which is a weird thing for a suspected vampire to believe, and he's horrified when Dean pulls out a machete instead of handcuffs. This is a totally shocking development for him, and yet he STILL holds it together enough to bargain for his wife and son's lives. And the wife is profoundly confused by this, and our suspicions shift to her. But that's still... not quite right. She's prepared to literally shoot what she believes to be two FBI agents to save her son, again, as if all of this was entirely normal. As if this is what normal people are willing to do for their monster children.

I've already written a bunch about Becky's critique of Chuck's writing, and how poorly Chuck takes her notes. Chuck... is really out of touch with fanfic culture. Becky's reading this story as if it was fic, not reality. She kudos'ed and commented, and expected Chuck to just accept that and move on, because that's how fic culture works. But he demanded a beta read level critique, and Becky gave it. And he shouldn't have asked for it if he didn't actually want it.

And here comes the revenge that justifies the Vampire Plot. Chuck... is the vampire. he's the monster that doomed Billy for no reason. Who drove the parents to such extreme lengths to protect their child. Because that's how CHUCK saw what TFW had done to protect Jack. He saw it as just that outrageous and unfounded, even though it was in no way the same. We just witnessed Chuck's critique of TFW's actions in 14.20, and it was scathing, mocking, and vindictive.

Plastic.

But I also suspect that Becky wasn't reading ~this case~ exactly, because she complained that Sam and Dean were tied up (they were never once tied up in this episode), and she complained about the villain monologue being stale (Dean does most of the monologuing here, and it's Sam who figures out what's actually going on). Just one more bit of plastic.

But Chuck somehow managed (even if he couldn't see it) to put Jack's 14.20 realizations about himself into Billy's mouth. As if Chuck's story had already been written, and through some power of its own it was brought into reality via these previously innocent people. The story itself is more powerful than the author.

Like Jack, Billy has been trying to accept responsibility for his actions. He couldn't control himself, he didn't know it would happen, but he's dangerous and needs to be stopped. And Billy's speech isn't a "villain monologue," but a painful confession of everything he'd done. So what story was Becky reading?

Sam angrily judges the parents' actions, and Dean expresses his shock that the father would've just let him cut off his head to save his son. And is taken aback at the comment that he must not have kids, if he doesn't think he wouldn't have done the same for his own child.

And Dean's like... well, no I wouldn't have done the same for my own child. It's a super messed up situation that I'd really been trying not to think too hard about, thanks. It's been less than a week and here you go bringing up the worst day of our lives, so thanks for that... but they carry on. The mother says they just wanted him to have a normal life, and that's something Jack never would've had regardless because of what he was. But he had *a* life, with the Winchesters. If Jack had been a vampire, they wouldn't have gone out hunting and kidnapping teenage girls for him to eat, you know? But they were willing to raid heaven and shout down God for Jack. But context matters. And this hastily assembled vampire family ready to play revenge/victim for Chuck's story lacked all context. They were plastic.

It's Billy who ends up dictating how his parents are to handle everything, calm as can be. And his parents finally listen to him. And he sacrifices himself to the Winchesters. And they just... go along with it, take him out to the woods, and Dean kills the boy kneeling at his feet, accepting his fate as he's clearly crying, while Sam watches on. It's what Chuck had wanted in 14.20, and Dean had refused to give him. And now this entire situation has been Dean, manipulated into providing that demanded sacrifice, one way or another. And the most interesting bit of it? Chuck... couldn't even see it playing out. He missed the whole show that played out in Chuck Puppet Theater despite the fact. Like whatever he actually wrote was irrelevant, because his intent is somehow still connecting through to the Winchesters in pantomime.

And Sam and Dean's reactions to all of this are also just weirdly plastic.

I've already written about Chuck and Becky enough I think, but Chuck's moved on from "Writers lie," to "I can do anything, I'm a writer." With some of the worst villain monologue we've ever gotten, with "There, see, it's making you feel something! That's good, right?" While Becky is outraged and heartbroken over Chuck's ending. The only thing I need to say about whatever Chuck's planned ending is, is that if the series ends the way CHUCK wants it to, it'll go down as the biggest intentional betrayal of a fandom in the history of television. The show has stated to us in this episode that Chuck is the final boss big bad, and that he cannot be allowed to win. He can't have the final word in this story.

In *our* world, the current writers have officially called out a good number of sins of their past and exposed them via Chuck. They wrote the Leviathans being a personal favorite of Chuck's despite being pretty universally hated by fandom... well... they're looking for redemption for themselves in s15. THEY can't allow the story to end horribly. They've staked their current writing cred on it, as well as the entire history of 15 years of building TFW into the heroes. Sure, they've joked that not all fans will be happy with the ending, but in serious comments they've also promised a "real" ending and not some advanced level deus ex machina that wipes everything clean, either. That's a lot to deliver, and Chuck's suggested ending of the Winchesters horrifically dead doesn't deliver any of it.

So... back to the denouement of the episode. To the Impala! The least plastic thing in the entire episode. But it's pretty plastic.

Sam suggests that what Henry did for his son, was something they would've done for Jack, given the chance. And no, he's not talking about kidnapping teenage girls to feed him, he's talking about offering himself as a sacrifice in his son's place. Because Dean literally did do that. He was willing to sacrifice himself to kill Jack before he could kill again. It's what Chuck had presented as the ONLY way to stop Jack from destroying the world, with the examples of Jack having accidentally killed Mary, and then the whole of society crumbling because Jack told everyone to stop lying. But Sam? He wasn't willing to sacrifice both of them. And then he learned the truth from Chuck, about the manipulations that forced them all to this point, how Chuck probably did have the power to make everything right, restore Jack's soul, everything... but he didn't want to because it was more entertaining for him to watch them act out his plots instead. He WANTED that drama, that horrible sacrifice. He ENJOYED it.

But given the choice, I think Sam and Dean both would've traded places with Jack. We actually *saw* Cas literally exchange himself for Jack in 14.08. But Chuck wasn't satisfied with that trade. He wanted more from them, and they decided they were done playing on his stage.

There's a bit of incongruity in the speech Dean gives Sam about his current state, as well. He's usually so much better at reading Sam, yet he's comparing Sam's current mental state to his own back in the crypt, after Chuck. And just... no? This is not it at all? When he told Sam he's felt like cashing in, *we* think of 13.05, where he literally DID think of cashing in, you know? That feels far more similar to how Sam's feeling right now than to Dean's ANGER and "we need a plan!" bossiness from the crypt after Chuck. It's jarring as a comparison, because IT'S THE WRONG THING ENTIRELY.

But it's wrong, because it's the glaring omission of Cas that's already been lampshaded in the episode. That Dean's current blind spot here is shining a violently bright light on what SHOULD be said. Just like the end of 13.05 when we all yelled "HELLO, DEAN" at the television when Cas didn't say the line to him. We've been talking FOR YEARS about how this show uses narrative negative space like this, how it expects us to shout HEY WHAT ABOUT CAS?! at the screen, or to see that even this driving scene in the dark, in the car, is a perfect inverse mirror of that scene in 13.05, where Sam had spent that entire episode feeding his favorite junk food that he criticized Dean for in this episode, Dean and dragging him out on a case in the hopes of making him feel like himself again and... that's what Dean's telling Sam he wanted to work this case for now, to show Sam exactly what Sam had tried (and failed spectacularly) to show Dean in 13.05.

Dean even quotes some of Cas's last words to him before he left, that he should "move on."

But they needed to walk around the giant Cas-shaped hole in the narrative. And they needed to do it this incongruously. And that's exactly why it works.

And it's why Sam CAN'T move on. He doesn't feel free. I've already written a bit about this, and how it's directly tied to Sam's wound, and what it's probably doing to him. And what IS it doing to him? Chuck wobbles his head side to side, and the Sam and Dean bobbleheads on the desk beside him follow suit.

#spn 15.04 #spn s15 spoilers #i have no idea how long this is but it's so many long #the scheherazade of supernatural #this is The Author actively preventing shahryar from listening to the final story #we are all shahryar

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MADMEN

First group under MM Entertainment

They are reason MM entertainment changed to music label from the dance studio

Debuted in 2017 with song called Bir Qadam, debut MV was for Beri Jaqynda

Their fandom name is MADwave

Besides their group activities all members do other jobs such as being dance teachers, because they pay for their MV’s themselves!

Watch their documentary with English subs here

Aron

Roman Park Born in 16.09.1997, Almaty Half Korean Family: mother, sister (his sister have twins)

He is Mad Men’s leader, rapper and dancer. He makes some of their choreos too

Aron is a huge Blackpink fan and his bias is Jennie. He also like BTS, Bigbang

Have 12 tattoos, some of them are same with Khvan Ruslan

Aron said he won’t take anymore tattoos

Eclipse tattoo on his clavicle is unfinished one

His first tattoo was “Be yourself” which he got when he was 17 and it’s most meaningful to him

His favorite tattoo is girl in the arm

Aron had piercing on his lips

Can play piano and dombra, went to dombra classes because of girl

Have trypophobia and claustrophobia

Aron have a cat which name is Ikki and dogs (Richard and Hika)

He wants to have two kids

Likes manga

Aron is interested anything that develops you spiritually and physically

Likes sleeping, sleeping and sleeping

People call him sleepyhead

Loves pizza

Coffee lover

“For eating there is a separate place in my heart.”

Ideal girl (2017): No one knows what kind of person we’re going to love, maybe they're gonna be the complete opposite of the ideal. That’s why I don’t have an ideal type. But there are qualities that I like. Those who have excellent taste in clothes, can cook well, with restraint and kindness.

In 2018 answered to same question again saying: I look at the soul not the looks

Joined to Madmen because of Tim

His closest friends are Tim, Khay and Khvan Ruslan

Aron’s favorite color was long time purple but then he changed it because too many liked that color

“I’m not an expert at love, so I’ll say one thing, happiness is worth fighting for.”

Aron never have regretted anything in his past because for him it makes him the one who he is today and that’s why he doesn’t even want to fix anything from this past

“You shouldn’t regret something that has happened.”

Have said that what inspires him is past, this moment and future

“I want to stay true to myself, stay the way I was born, the way my mother raised me.”

He likes that things are in order

People think Aron is very responsible leader and he takes care of people really well

Bad habit: licks his lips too often

He isn’t punctual

If he would have superpower he would like to heal people

For him ideal day would be spend whole 24 hour in one day with his mom (2019)

He doesn’t really watch movies, but during quarantine he did watch some

After graduating from school he didn’t continue to uni

Secret talent: he learns choreos very easily

He did describe himself in three words: stubborn, not punctual and hot-tempered (2019)

Aron doesn’t like people who smiles at you but talks bad behind your back

When he was 16 he did run away from police (NTK interview 2020)

Have drank so much that he couldn’t remember a thing in next day (NTK interview 2020)

Never kissed a girl in first date (NTK interview 2020)

“I always think of my loved ones.”

“I want to tell you so that you always remain the same regarding the circumstances. Never listen people who surround you and go to your goal. Do what you like. Wear the clothes you like. Just stay independent.

Khay

Tin Khai Lun aka Khay Born in 11.08.1999, Almaty Korean

His position in group is lead vocalist and lead dancer

Scared easily

Khay had opportunity to live in South Korea but decided to debut with Madmen

His fave food is Tteokbokki and lagman

Loves spicy food

Studied in School of Fine Arts: art and technical design

Speaks Russian, English, some Kazakh

Started dancing in 2010

In 2012 started to listen Kpop because went to Korean Festival

His favorite singer is GD

Hobbies: drawing, playing basketball, dancing

Can play guitar and piano

Ideal girl (2017): Cheerful and well mannered. With smiling eyes. Girl should have a good appetite and a great sense of humor. Understanding and sharing my interests. I like the looks of the singers: IU and Jisoo.

Khay has been wearing glasses since 1st grade

He likes to solve Rubik’s cubes, his record is 49 seconds

People say it’s easy to get along with him

Mark

Alikhan Asen aka Mark Born 24.07.1999, Shymkent Kazakh

Group’s vocalist

Before Madmen he was in Sevenlight, after Sevenlight disbanded he did solo stuff

He is still close with some 7light members (Sai, Kael)

Have said that Kael is his best friend

Is closest one with Aron in Madmen

When he was in 7light he did cook for the members

Likes to play guitar, but can play dombra as well

Religious person

"Being good human as much as I can, don’t jump in front of anyone, not thinking misdeed about human beings, not making bad things."

Qualities which he likes in people: I like those who don’t be stilted and be real, honest, positive. People who are LOYAL to their own work, to the ones they walk with.

Qualities which he doesn't like in people: Telling many lies, being stilted, thinking of only themselves getting something illegally, jealousy, vaunt

He is scared of snakes and spiders

Ideal type (2021): I’m thinking, there are characters as many as the amount of people living. Every person is not the same, so I cannot say “yeah that’s my type”. I think the person you really love becomes the ideal for you even though they have minuses. There is no standard “ideal”, every person changes it according to their choices. Am I right?

Mark prefers to write Kazakh in Latin alphabets

Said that his bad habit is that he is so sensitive

Since 4th grade he have been doing music

Did learn to play guitar by himself because his mother wanted him to play dombra

Mark moved to Almaty to study

Moora

Alimurad Ibraimov Born in 06.12.2000, Tashkent, Uzbekistan Kazakh Family: mother, three older sisters (Kamila, Akzhanat)

In Madmen his position is vocalist

He can play piano

Haven’t dated yet anyone

Moora’s first book which he did read was “The Little Prince”

He have played basketball

Loves anime especially Naruto

Moora got his first tattoo in 2020

Shy but when he is comfortable with people he is loud

His favorite cartoon is Lion King

People say he is smart

Said that his bad habit is laziness

Perfect day: To be home with his relatives

Likes to play video games for example Tekken and Mortal Kombat

Before joining to Madmen he was in dance group called LevelUp

Have said that his closest friends are Aron and Rem, he even got necklace from them which he cherish a lot

Prefers black when wearing clothes

"This is my life, this is my world." - about his family

His favorite food if meat but he likes everything which have tomatoes in it

When he was asked to describe himself in 3 words he said: Lazy, gets angry easily but calm fast as well

"My mood gets up every time because of my mom"

Speaks Kazakh, Russian and English, prefers using Russian

Aron was Moora's first choreographer in MM

Born in 8.12.1999, Kyzylorda, Qarmaqshy region Real name: Ahmetqali Madiyar Mazityli Height: 178 cm

People call him Madi, he didn't want to have this as his stage name so people wouldn't confuse him to Madi Rymbaev

He likes to listen Bruno Mars, Maroon 5

Before he became MM trainee he was in Qpop group called RedBlaidd, they did one song and disbanded due different views

Madi’s cousins are Ace from Ninety One and Ash from NKI

He is choreographer under MM entertainment

Speaks Russian and Kazakh

In group he is vocalist

His favorite food is burgers

Likes to eat a lot

Before he joined to Madmen he was in Madness

One of his closest friend is Madness's Sula

He is extrovert

Likes watching anime, especially Naruto

FORMER MEMBERS

REM

Masakbay Rakhat aka Rem Born in 30.03.2000, Almaty Height: 173 cm Kazakh Junior Clan, Älimuly, Jolshara Family: Mother, father, brother (Nurken) and little sister (Dilnaz)

Studies at Almaty’s college named after Tchaikovsky (choir conductor)

He is Mad Men’s vocalist and makes music for their songs

Rem’s favorite color is black

His fave movies are Slipt and Shutter Island

Rem made his first money as singing in Tois

Watches anime and his favorite is Naruto

Rem have dated 8 girl’s

Talks most from Madmen

Loves meat dishes

Have cat named Umi

Did leave from Madmen in March 2021, is now at TikTok House Bip House

Ideal girl (2017): A girl with whom it’s convenient at any circumstances

Bad habit: he can sometimes just lives inside his head

Rem collects action figures

Have run away from police (NTK interview 2020)

Dated two girls at same time (NTK interview 2020)

Rem have kissed a girl on first date (NTK interview 2020)

Came to MM when he was 14

Young

Erasyl Abdraliev aka Young Born in 01.08.2002, Almaty Family: mother

Is Mad Men’s youngest member

Erasyl was part of Madness (is still close with them!!)

Likes K-Pop, manga and anime

Young can speak Kazakh, Russian and English

He likes to watch videos of space and stars

Is afraid of heights

Likes to stare stars

His closest friends are Sula, Renat and Aldiyar

Did leave from Madmen in March 2021, nowadays is dance teacher in LY entertainment

Young can play dombra

He loves to play video games

When he joined to Madmen he worked really hard for becoming better at dancing

Tim

Timur Kurmangaliev Born in 20.06.1997, Almaty Tatar-Russian Family: mother, father and sister

His favorite good is pilaf

He was Mad Men’s visual and vocalist

Scared easily

Tim can play guitar

He is Mad Men’s shortest member

Lived in Moscow for a while in 2019 is now back to Almaty

He left from Mad Men in 8th November 2018

After he left from Madmen he worked for a while in MM

Ideal girl (2017): Charismatic, economic, well mannered, kind and responsive

#info #Madmen

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