#you have to understand. I'm obsessed with him. he's the same height and build as a high schooler.
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this is goose he's the saddest most pathetic wet cat of a man in the whole galaxy and everybody loves him
#pikmin 4#pikmin#you have to understand. I'm obsessed with him. he's the same height and build as a high schooler.#I'm half convinced he's like 16 (legal intergalactic driving age) and a part time rescue corps worker. literally how did he manage this#his ass does NOT want to be on this planet!!!#things that i draw#<- hardly
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Tag Game To Better Know You! Send this to people you’d like to know better!
Tagged by @modernday-jay , thank you!
What book are you currently reading?
For pleasure I'm currently on book seven out of a ten on an alien romance series. It's a 7/10, score elevated for world building. I might of started this series a week and a half ago. Now I'm just invested to finish.
If we're talking actual books on my TBR at the moment it's wuthering heights, catch-22, Mormons and the Swastika, your country and my country And I want to re-read cinder from the lunar chronically again.
For school I just finished reading, class of ‘74 and two presidents Fords bibliographies. Wouldn't recommend very boring and honestly the man was out of touch but hey being out of touch makes for very good minority house speakers who accidentally end up president.
Needless to say I read a lot, a lot for school, a lot of newspapers, a lot of trashy romance books and every so often I get an actual good non romance book in the mix. But it is those romance books that resparked my love of reading so credit where credits is due they are very good at emotional investment.
What’s your favorite movie that you saw in theatres this year?
Hands down everything everywhere all at once, that shit made me cry and I bought a second ticket to take my partner to it. Other good movies I saw this year, the new Netflix Pinocchio, the glass onion, Vengeance, and Bullet Train. Some of those are deep, others are just high quality and amusing stories.
What do you usually wear?
If the weather permits I like to wear skirts. Everyone thinks you're dolled up and nice but in reality I'm just lazy.
How tall are you?
On a good day, 5’5.
What’s your Star Sign? Do you share a birthday with a celebrity or a historical event?
I'm a Libra and to my knowledge no but I do have a birthday week with one of my parents though. It's nice.
Do you go by your name or a nick-name?
Just my name, my irl freinds do not refer to me as starriva, just online ones.
Did you grow up to become what you wanted to be when you were a child?
In high school I thought being a history teacher would be cool, not anymore. Bless those brave underpaid soldiers.
Are you in a relationship? If not, who is your crush if you have one?
Way past the six year threshold for this one, I love him a lot. He keeps me sane, I adore him.
What’s something you’re good at vs. something you’re bad at?
I'm very good at understanding the American news/politics lol often times family and freinds ask me to update them and explain why the information I included is important to them.
I'm bad at balancing at yoga. Also emotional regulation, fuck ADD.
Dogs or cats?
I'll probably always have a dog until I die but I'm a cat person though and though.
What’s something you would like to create content for?
Creating content for hetalia wether I post it or not has always made me happy. No other fandom really does it for me…..and it's been years I've tried and accepted my fate.
What’s something you’re currently obsessed with?
Shitty alien romance. Can't get enough of them, my whole seven week reading streak on KU is because of them.
Edit one week later: finished that series and am now 3/4 on a new one.
What’s something you were excited about that turned out to be disappointing this year?
Trumps inevitable downfall sue either to Desantias or the courts. I'm pacient I can wait more, also same BOTW 2. Hoping for skyward sword references. Pls pls pls.
What’s a hidden talent of yours?
I don't think I've revealed that I oil paint to anyone online. Also I'm a cat whisper, I haven't met one that hates me yet.
Are you religious?
No, raised Mormon picked up one middle school history book and lost the faith. I can understand the values that it can bring into a person's life but I did not find any value in it for me.
What’s something you wish to have at this moment?
Time to oil paint.
Thank you for the request! I would like to get to know people in the fandom but perhaps at a more opportune time.
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Hiiiii😚 i wanna request for a ship with txt, enhypen and bts, thank you soo much for taking the time to do this!☺ I hope you have a good day, stay healthy and take care for yourself🤗
INFP-T | enneagram type 4 | sun: Sagittarius, moon: Cancer | Hate studying anything except English | Competitive when it comes to things I love and am passionate about | Like creative writing and interior designing(basically architecture) | Novels over movies | Even if i watch movies its either action or angst-drama, and always like the evil characters more than the good ones because I'm able to sort of understand why they do what they do, I believe everything has a reason, and every action is a result of something | I also believe in soulmates, love at first sight and all sorts of tropes like these | Obsessed with Greek and Roman mythology and ancient Egypt and just in general medieval eras | Love taking polaroid pictures and traveling | Aesthetic all the way, love being in the nature | I love fairylights and abstract paintings and night walks and stargazing | Love sad things | I'm sensitive to smell and don't like artificial scents | I like going to libraries and museums and cathedrals and old medieval buildings, beaches also and other nature aesthetic places | Always observing little details about everything that other people fail to notice | Easily scared or startled | Have huge trust issues and very sensitive | Have very few friends and am loyal before anything | I'm moved by little things and don't really like much of fancy dates, I like it simple and my favorite would be walk along the beach at night | Am very open-minded and wise but no one's really aware of that | Like disturbing people and then giving puppy eyes | Shy at first but when you get close with me I'm very loud, talkative, playful and annoyingly funny and weird | Just realized it yesterday that i tend to 'huh' a Lot | Clingy with people I am very close to(might even jump and koala hug them tbh) | Everyone's comfort pillar | Very expressive with words and actions | CLUMSY(I hit or bump into something at least once a day) | Love eating (taking advantage of my never getting fat genes lol) but am sort of quite picky | 5'2 - 157cm and I like tall people but I have no problem connecting with people on the shorter side of the height spectrum | Baby voice and baby face | side bangs and dark brown short almost straight hair which reaches just 4cms above the shoulders | Big chocolate brown eyes | Have slightly honey tanned skin | I'm a crybaby too, like if someone I love or care a lot about is getting scolded for whatever reason or they are sad or something then I tend to cry immediately. And while watching or reading sad things too | I do random sounds or actions too and I noticed recently I go 'huh' and 'uh' all the time | sometimes I don't even understand myself like a few days back I was wearing a black sock on my left foot and a white one on my right and then i forgot that i wore mismatched socks so when I noticed it after a while I got fascinated for literally no reason then within seconds i forgot about it again and then when it came to my notice again i got fascinated again and this went on the whole day lmao | My fashion style leans towards boho chic/bohemian and casual | And prefer bare face over makeup and converse over other footwear and dusk(sunset) over dawn(sunrise) but in the album I like dawn ver more🤭 | I love spicy and sour food and have a high tolerance of spice | And my love languages are acts of service>physical touch>quality time>words of affirmation.
YOU SOUND SO INTERESTING AND COOL LETS BE FRIENDS 🙄✋
in txt i ship you with!! Beomgyu !!
pls I can already already see yall fighting over movie chararters😭 I just get the vibe y’all met in a really weird way like he was reaching over to grab a random ass toy and you were too and bam!!! Talking, numbers exchanged. He instantly fell in love with you dude. Like gyu isn’t one to simp but your the exception here. Like dude had a big smile when you responded to his text message. Will he ever tell you that he would bounce up like a puppy whenever he got even a notification hoping it was you?? No. Never. That never happened I swear. There was a time where kai texted and was like “hey soobin said practice in an hour” and gyu straight out texted back “idiot shush I’m waiting” and Kai was just like ??? “...ur weird” basically gyu is literally in love with you from the beginning like it’s insane. That doesn’t stop him from teasing you though. Dude you better stay on high alert this dude is constantly pranking you. They are all harmless but if he ever did hurt you or do something wrong. He will instantly hug you and literally apologize all day and shower you in love. Just finding comfort in each other!! Like he is always there to listen to you talk about anything and just comfort you, He also trust you enough to share his issues! He loves to call you idiot all the time but he says it in the sweetest way or just to tease. He also loves to carry you, it makes him feel super tall ( esp when moas be calling him tiny 😭) also sleepy gyu!! Clingy!!! Let’s say y’all went on a date just a quick ice cream and a walk around the park right, He would look at you and be like “your so pretty~” then you look up and be like “huh? What did you say?” And he would just pull you closer to his side and be like “nothing idiot~” in the same cheeky sweet tone. Then later on that day y’all would just to hang out on the couch cuddled up. He was obviously tired since he was yawning every five seconds. He pulled you against his chest and just started mumbling about how happy he was to have you!! But that’s for your ears only!!
Your overall relationship would consist of:
☼lots and lots screaming like dude is loud but he is expressing his love so it’s okay!
☼movie marathons!!
☼pls don’t use puppy eyes on him he’ll cry at how cute you are
☼let him kiss your forehead and your head he wants to be tall
☼he makes u meals but sometimes they burnt 😣
☼brags abt you all the time like I’m pretty sure taehyun knows your favorite food and your birthday by how much gyu talks
☼he loves listening to you talk abt your interest and fascinations !!
so for Enhypen I ship you with !! Mr.Jake sim!
I just know this boy loves you for your witts bro, like.. how can you be so smart, interesting and pretty at the same time?? Like you completely captured this boys heart!! He loves hearing you talk about Roman and Greek mythology and ancient Egypt!! He thinks it’s honestly so amazing to listen to you speak about your interest🥺 He has this thing, where like whenever you do something cute or he just looks at your face he just walks over and squishes your cheeks. He loves loves loves showing physical affection! He WANTS you to know that you are the light of his life and you make him so so happy!! He talks abt Layla to you all the time and even called you her mom like WOAH. Speaking of mom, Jake gives me the vibe he talks to his parents about you!! Like mans is so serious abt you he just adores you!! Dude is so worried about you when you bump into things, like let’s say you accidentally hit a wall. He will be by your side in a second telling you to be more careful them kissing your forehead. He calls you princess 🧍(HAVE U SEEN THAT ONE FAN CALL BYE) he also treats you like a princess as he should. I have a feeling when he can’t see you in person he calls you and y’all will fall asleep on call. like he would be all sleepy and be like “i miss you :(“ and just talk about your guys day and it would be so sweet!! I’m sure you get the idea !! He’s in L word with you hardcore!!
Your overall relationship would consist of!!
☼he always buys snacks for you because he wants his baby to eat well
☼he is a romantic he loves taking walks on the beach with u!! (And Layla)
☼always compliments your eyes !!
☼always gets you flowers or lil things that remind him of you !
☼he has you as his wallpaper!
☼if y’all go see scary movies together he will most definitely try to act tough and protect you but he fails and hides his face in your neck
☼CHEEK KISSES!!!
for bts I ship you with !! Kim taehyung himself !!
okay okay!! I feel like taehyung loves your mind, he loves hearing your side of things and just loves everything about the way you think! He truly thinks your a piece of art !! like homeboy just loves spending time with you and just talking. He is a hopeless romantic like he loves taking you out to dates that mean a lot to both of you! He takes you to art museums and beaches and takes so many pictures of you!! he has a whole folder dedicated to you!! He also loves hanging out with you and your guys friends!! He just wants everyone to know he’s with you forever and ever!! He is the kinda dude to rest his elbow on your head like deadass just to tease you. He takes you to his hometown often because like I said he wants a future with you!! Expect a lot of snacks from his mom because she adores how happy you make him and he is just!! ugh you lucky lucky girl!! He likes to travel with you, like he can be so unpredictable!! dude will sit there and go “for dinner can we get pizza? Also I got us a trip to Paris for my week off” LIKE OKAY WE GET IT YOUR RICH!! But good for you I guess🙄 also matching outfits. He’s buying you a matching beret and your gna wear for that boxy smile idc. He looked at your matching socks and instantly wanted to try and now he claims it’s the coolest shit ever like Yoongi is always like “why tf?? You bought these in pairs?” Like mind your business Yoongi. His baby does it so he wants to do it too !!🙄✋
overall relationship!!
☼kisses on the lips all the time
☼plane ride cuddles
☼ur boyfriend is your professional photographer
☼pls tell him he’s a good boyfriend he just wants to make you happy
☼always talks to you abt the future <3
☼no joke he has y’all’s kids names planned
☼fun fact.. he bought you a promise ring 😣
a/n aaa!! I hope you like it!! I’m so sorry for the wait!!
#enhypen#enhypen x reader#enhypen imagines#jake enhypen#jake imagines#jake sim#beomgyu imagines#beomgyu x reader#tommrow x together imagine#choi beomgyu#bts imagines#bts#bts taehyung#taehyung imagine#taehyung x reader
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Breathe
Word count: 2.5k
Pairing: Yoongi x Reader
Warnings: None. This is about as wholesome as it gets on my blog.
AO3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/17359445
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The night before your wedding to a man you couldn’t find any more repugnant, you seek out the mercantile aid of an unscrupulous space pirate.
A coolness perfuses the soles of your unshod feet. Everything about your alien environment exudes this curious chilliness. And though it should perhaps be the foreign engineering, the meandering layout, or the noiselessness of the vessel that flummoxes you most, it is rather the temperature that beguiles you.
Iluoli reside in a state of refrigeration. The notion is equal amounts amusing and fascinating. That much is reflected - quite literally, in the ship’s many lustrous surfaces - by your confused arrangement of features. And it is while wearing this unflattering facial setting that a door before you whooshes - everything on their ship whooshes - open. Right onto the long, limber figure of who you now know to be its captain. Before vacant, Namjoon’s eyes and mouth fly wider than you would consider possible. Then again, he is an alien. “Oh!” The exclamation is pulled from him softly. As quickly as he’d breathed it, he affixes a less terror-stricken expression. “Miss ____. I apologise if I startled you—“ by the way he white-knuckles the doorway, it should be you apologizing—“I wasn’t expecting to see you on the bridge. Or anywhere,” Namjoon remarks aside, bending enough to evaluate you from the toes up. “I wasn’t expecting to see you on your feet for a few days. Dr. Jung informed me that the soreness of your genitals would render you bedbound.” An inferno builds in your cheeks. And what may as well have been vapour, for the insubstantiality that leaves your flapping mouth. “U-Uh—“ “Ah, are you not feeling yourself still?” Namjoon incorrectly diagnoses, interpreting your incoherency as malady. “Come in and take a seat. The chairs are tolerable soft here. Designed for long stints of occupation.” “Th-Thanks,” you stumble, because if it weren’t your tongue flailing uselessly it’d be your legs, quaking in embarrassment. You’ve not long been aboard their ship, but it’s taken half that amount of time to realise that the Iluoli speak openly and frankly about such matters. And for one such as you, having been raised amidst the pomp and propriety of human nobility, their unfiltered stance on sexual activity is baffling. Refreshing, but baffling. “I’m doing well, though, thank you,” you sincerely do thank him, because his concern is genuine. “Yoongi suggested I take a wander of the ship to familiarise myself.” A lie; the bitter truth being he was standoffish and unreceptive to all attempted conversation. Even after your sordid clinch! The alien had muttered some transparent excuse about work and left you lonesome in his quarters. “I didn’t know I was heading to the bridge. I’m sorry if I disturbed you.” “Not at all.” Namjoon rebuffs your fears of intrusion with a wave. “I was about to retire but you’re most welcome to see it. It isn’t terribly impressive.” He thumbs blindly to the chamber behind him, and his assertion couldn’’t be any further from the truth.
Meek as a mouse, you poke a toe over the threshold until awe robs you of your self-consciousness. The room carries the same, sleek architecture that is signature of the crew’s species, but what astounds you is the height of its concave reaches. A reinforced, glass dome houses you from the void twinkling beyond, granting you an unparalleled panorama of near space. Illuminants line the chamber’s walls, enhancing its majesty; strips of gentle violet that thrum with the engine’s core, pulsing like veins. Presumably the ship is either on standby or auto-pilot, as the light seems more ambient than practical. Consoles and stations around you blink with all manner of their own, indecipherable lights. And if you listen closely, there is a pleasant, undercurrent drone resonating from the technology surrounding; a hum as harmless and soporific as a mother’s bedtime lullaby.
A lullaby, if your eyes aren’t deceiving you, that one of the crew seems to have succumbed to. Open-mouthed and throat-exposed, a young man you’ve yet to make the acquaintance of dozes to the fore of the room, at its cockpit. In the lowlight it’s difficult to examine the features of his face, but by the silhouette of his strong profile he’s extremely handsome.
Is everyone on this ship sinfully good-looking?
The slumbering boy’s hair flutters on the breath of an apnoeic snort. One so loud and sudden it punctures the peace like a gunshot. Startled, you clutch the nearest thing to you, wild-eyed and abuzz with anxiety.
The nearest thing being Namjoon.
It only registers that you’re far from home, far from kin, and far out of your depth when you clock the squidgy, cloaked appendages you’re so rudely grappling are the captain’s tentacles. You know, the thing that modesty dictates they keep covered.
And you’re practically flattening them.
Namjoon makes a peculiar noise. Something betwixt a gasp and an exhalation, all at once. You think to unhand him, but your knuckles are only operating one-way. “Oh, goodness, I’m so, so sorry!”
“That’s quite alright,” the captain attempts to reassure you, though the hiccup in pitch gives away his agitation. Before you can extricate yourself from your tangle, Namjoon’s familiarly greasy appendages are encircling your wrists and returning them to your sides. Freed, his tentacles slither swiftly behind their shroud. “I apologise if Taehyung frightened you. He sleeps in here more than he does his own bunk.”
You follow the rhythmic rise and fall of the extraterrestrial’s chest. "Why does he do that?"
What you can only intuit as a fond smile erupts across the captain's face. "He's rather vehement in his pursuit of knowledge. It's a challenge to have him even eat, sometimes."
Illustrating Namjoon's words lay piles of vintage reading materials, the kind hardbound by leather and paper. Books, they used to call them. Taehyung doesn't appear the type to shun modern technology either, though. Scattered haphazardly amidst the tomes are your more familiar holopads, glowing idly with text and casting a sunset across his untroubled features.
"He's our navigator," Namjoon answers the question next on your tongue. "You would struggle to find someone who is as space-savvy as he is." His line of sight directs you to the controlled chaos stacked around the boy. "So we accommodate his eccentricities as best we can."
Where Yoongi is brusque and unfeeling, Namjoon is patient and warm. Your focus leaves the exotic chamber to land on him. "And I thank you again for accommodating me. I know it was extremely sudden. In all honesty, I'm essentially at sea. I had no plan beyond escape. And it wasn't with you, either."
Namjoon, too, is drawn back to the conversation. Spun-gold hair sweeps over an eye when he tilts his head. "You weren't planning to ask for our aid?"
"No," your cheeks feel the burn of shame before you can comprehend why. And then you do. "I approached your crew with the very specific aim o-of--" Namjoon's arcane eyes don't waver. Thraeus, they're purple. "Well, you know what."
"Engaging in interspecies intercourse?"
Namjoon's unequivocal suggestion triggers a snort from you, an improvement on head-to-toe mortification. "Yes, well. Yes." Your knuckles twist white around your skirt. "Before I was bound to marriage, I wanted that which I was always denied in pursuing. Forgive me if you think me vulgar."
A wonky smile suggests otherwise. "We really have no notion of such a thing. It was a curious display, if anything." A thumb and index finger pull suddenly, inexplicably at your cheek and bafflement leaves your mouth hanging. "Is this the colour of human embarrassment?" Namjoon hums, consumed by intrigue. "Your temperature has changed, also. We have no such reaction to that emotion. Though, we do feel it." Pincered in his scholarly musings, you can't so much see but hear the light ripple of his tentacles behind him. "Much of our emotion and reaction revolves around our Raeli."
As you speak, your cheek finds freedom from his gentle pinching. "Raeli?"
"I hear your kind term them tentacles, but that is not their true name. Raeli are, in etymology, quite literally our gifts from God." The so-called gifts squirm enthusiastically beneath Namjoon's cloak, as though sentient and hearing. "They are a measure of strength, virility, capability. They form the basis of much of our etiquette and ceremony. Their language can easily be misinterpreted by those unknown to us and thus it is prudent to keep them covered to strangers and the outside world."
Hearing him speak of alien custom in so free a way unearths a familiar, nagging resentment for your restricted upbringing. All you'd craved in your eye-rollingly homogenous curriculum was a taste of the other. To understand the beings that co-habit your universe. What you might one day run away to...
"Oh, so it's not for modesty's sake?"
Namjoon’s features scrunch toward the centre of his face. Again, you appear to have amused him. "No. We don't clothe ourselves for the reasons you do." Fingers trace the delicate embroidery of his cloak. "Well, some of them, anyway. To maintain our temperature, as you do, yes, but we feel no shame in revealing our naked form."
You mull these unfamiliar perspectives over. The more you contemplated your species' unnerving obsession for concealing all that was natural, the easier it was to consider that humans were the abnormal ones. "That's really interesting. Refreshing," you add with speed, eager to ensure your drowsy monotone isn't interpreted as sarcasm. If that's even a concept they're familiar with. They seem an extremely literal peoples.
"What's interesting?" A soft question, caught in a yawn, originates from the far end of the bridge. Taehyung is mysterious in the star-and-low-lit room, his eyes heavy with sleep and propped open by intrigue. "What are you talking about?" He repeats huskily, quicker this time, interest eschewing his lethargy.
It takes you more than a moment to respond. Largely, in part, because it's difficult to process how this fresh-, cherubic-faced man can produce sounds so sonorous. Hearing him speak is akin to submersion in your very favourite, warm milk baths. "I--well," your nerve renders itself elusive again when faced with a touted erudite. "Namjoon was just telling me some things about your species that I didn't know. I love hearing about you."
Taehyung's bottom lip catches the light as he juts it. "Oh. Is that it? We're boring. Now, what would be interesting is if you tell me everything about your species." He's on two legs, now, stretching each and every of the limbs attached to his torso toward the sky. Naturally your eyes are drawn to his uncloaked appendages as they flex away the effects of their inertia. Teal, and long - oh, so long - when extended in this manner, they tremble at the limit of their reach, much like the tail of your beloved, coddled cat, King Cud. "Where are you from? Where do you originate? What do you eat? The flora and fauna on your planet?" Taehyung stops a mere foot away, no longer lit by space but fluorescence from the corridor. There are stars, nevertheless, in his eyes, now open wide and seeking something of fascination. His tentacles undulate restlessly in the air behind him, six hands on a timepiece that originates from his back. You haven't seen them bared so boldly since--
"It's late, Taehyung. ____ is likely tired. You can ask her these things another time." Namjoon must sense some change in your demeanour. For the life of you, though, it's not something you can pinpoint yourself. Awe, maybe. He interprets discomfort. "And sheathe yourself. You may look threatening to a human."
Your head whips to him and back. Back to the imposing beauty overlooking you. "Oh, no! Not at all. I'm not afraid. I'm just--" how best to depict yourself as something other than a brazen xenophile? "--I've never mixed with people outside my own species. Other than the servant staff, I mean." The reproval you anticipate doesn't come from either of your hosts at your divulging your appallingly pampered lifestyle. The chagrin licks hot at your cheeks anyway. "What I'm trying to say is that I hold much admiration for your species. I want to learn more of you, and others, and--everything. I've led a very sheltered life until now."
As Taehyung's hands land on his hips, so, too, do two of his tentacles, ringing his wrists in mimicry. An exuberant grin pulls his lips into a charming, rectangular show of teeth. "I have so much to tell you, Madam ____!" The title is unexpected but you receive it with a smile of your own. "You don't know anything? That's so exciting!" He turns to Namjoon, tentacles tangling in his thrill. "Captain, this is amazing! I've never met someone so unintelligent! The things I can teach her!"
If your face wasn't an inferno of mortification before, it is now. "U-Unintelligent?"
Taehyung communicates a vague, self-conscious panic at Namjoon. His index fingers come together at his front for a show of agitated poking. If that wasn't winsome enough for your forgiveness, his top two tendrils emulate the gesture over his mop of hair. "D-Did I say it wrong? I meant," his top teeth sink into his fleshy bottom lip, fixed on Namjoon. His Captain, however, looks bereft of answers. "Stupid."
Whether it's a sound or a snort that ejects itself from one of your facial orifices, you're not sure. It's muffled in nano-time, however, by the palms of both your hands slapping your airways shut.
Namjoon, ever your well-meaning - if inaccurate - interpreter, sends a sigh in Taehyung's direction. His eyebrows hover low and remonstrative. "You're distressing our guest, Taehyung. With one of your words," he tacks on, sagely, though the ambiguity is transparent.
Actually, you'd laughed. Coarsely. You hadn't belly-laughed since, well, you'd been instructed by your nannies to hide it. The belly and the laughter. And all things in between. It was plebeian and unattractive to suitors, they'd said. That propriety dictated a gentlewoman keep such uncouth behaviour stifled. Slamming a hand to your mouth had become an unfailing reflex.
"Which one?"
"S-Stupid?"
Your reverie is struck aside by Namjoon's flustered speculation. Back in reality, you find yourself engaged by two extremely bewildered Iluoli. That’s very unlike reality.
The captain, then, relaxes in understanding. "Ah, yes. Don't say the word stupid, Taehyung. It's probably offensive to humans. Perhaps the term unlearned is less harsh."
There's no keeping it in. A noise, as foreign as your surroundings and situation, ousts itself like a geyser, vibrant and untapped. Thraeus, it’s funny. Everything is so funny. You guffaw into the open air, clawing at your stomach as it tremors."S-Stupid--u-unlearned--"
Once as deep as the earth's core, Taehyung's voice shoots up, shrill. "You made it worse!"
Namjoon's is just as high. "I--I didn't know humans were so fragile!"
It's only halfway to Hoseok's office, bound gently aloft by tentacles and amidst frenzied cries of Her face is watering again! that you're able to regain a measure of your composure and reassure them that you aren't, in fact, seizing. Merely, you were laughing out your amusement. And you thank them for it.
That does nothing to clear up their confusion.
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Ship request? I'm tall, blonde, blue eyed and my friends describe me as chaotic and overconfident. I drink stupid amounts of coffee and I LIVE for the beach. I love birds and art and I also have a mild pocket knife obsession EHEHEHE. :3
I ship you with Jack!
Your height and features catch his eye right away. He's one to find attraction in all sorts of women, but your blue eyes and blond hair remind him of the sea kissing the shore, and it's over for him. He'll flirt with you shamelessly, and finds your confident snappy replies to be refreshing. He, the chaotic neutral, would be completely at home with you. It doesn't matter how chaotic or overconfident you are, he has the same attributes to match. He'd enjoy days at the beach relaxing and swimming, even building sand castles. The two of you would have lots of fun during the hot summer days, and perhaps some more during the cooler nights ;) . He would understand your need for coffee on a spiritual level. He equates it to his need for rum. He has a ... twisted appreciation for art, and more often steals it than admires it, but that's more art for you I guess. (You could probably drag him to a museum in disguise, and you'd be surprised how much he knows.) Your love for birds would certainly be taking a new turn in a relationship with Sparrow. He'd probably indulge your knife obsession, though he might be a little worried. He doesn't want you to hurt anyone, and he knows all the sorts of mischief you can get up to with weapons. Over all, your relationship would likely be impulsive and full of adventure. Life certainly wouldn't be boring.
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Review #97: 상의원 (The Royal Tailor)
Surprising.
The film was much deeper than I'd expected it to be. When it first started, I wasn't sure what to expect, but it seemed quite lighthearted. But then again, most Korean films are like that. I've mentioned this before but they mostly all start off funny and light and then they get intensely deep and tear-jerking.
There are many different aspects I could explore with this film, but I'll just mention the main aspects that came to me and stayed with me throughout.
Interestingly enough, although the film was heavily based on the theme of beauty and explored it throughout, the theme that actually stayed with me the most was something else. I can't really describe this in one word, so I'll just start talking about it in length (as I always do). I guess if I tried describing it in one word, I might use 'open-mindedness'.
This film really hit it hard for me and told me that one of the best things we can do as human beings (and especially as adults) is to acknowledge someone else's greatness. It is so important. When we can't do that, we're led to drastic measures and we just rot inside. I know how that feels, so I know how important it is to be openminded and humble. I have been there. My soul has rotted before. But the important thing is to not let yourself get that far. Nobody should go to the point of excluding the person and pushing them towards a cliff. We do that though. If you think about the conflict that happens at school or at work, you'll realize that a lot of people get bullied and excluded for similar reasons. Because other people can't stand it when they're not the most beautiful, the most popular, the most intelligent, the most liked, etc.
But the hero was different. He was able to acknowledge the head tailor's expertise and never really treated him as competition - more like a fellow colleague. But then again, maybe it was easy for him because he'd never been in the head tailor's position before. So it's not like I don't understand the head tailor. He's been in the top position for so many years and he's spent his life building his career up from the very bottom. And then a newbie comes along who doesn't even seem to have studied properly and looks like he lives on the streets and turns out he's better than he himself will ever be. So I understand that he feels threatened.
And the hero mentions it too - in the jail cell, he tells the head tailor that it's his fear that is killing the both of them. It's true. I just found it sad that the head tailor couldn't get over it. He wasn't self-aware enough. He wasn't humble enough. And that's the scary thing for people who are already at the top. They have nowhere else to go but down. So they very easily feel threatened and they hold onto what they've built as though their lives depended on it.
That's the biggest message for me from this film. Be openminded, be humble, and always have a learning mind. And always, always acknowledge and admit that there is someone better than you. This is important for me as a teacher as well. Just because I'm the teacher, doesn't mean I'm the best in the room. It's important to acknowledge that my students are more intelligent and skilled than I am in different aspects. I think it's important to grow together. Acknowledging and promoting the fact that we can learn from one another.
The film shows really well what happens when human beings don't or can't do that. Sure in the end the people in the streets were wearing bright clothing again, but it wasn't made by the hero. In the end, the hero does die, and it's the head tailor that continues to make the clothes. I just find that so... angering. The head tailor never properly redeemed himself, and so even now I find him hateful. He did have multiple chances to redeem himself, and he did have hopeful moments, but when I heard him in the jail cell saying that it was the hero's fault, that it was his arrogance that led him there, I honestly just gave up. Dude you had so many chances and you probably didn't even know they were chances. You were given so many chances to enlighten yourself and you didn't even try. I just kept calling him poor asshole as I was watching because that's exactly what he was. A veritable asshole, but a poor one.
I'm not even sure what to say about the king. I guess it's kind of sad how the antagonists kind of stayed as antagonists in the film. The bad guys stayed bad and the good guys stayed good. And the gap was a bit huge. The good guys were like angels. The best of the best. No faults and no flaws. Just so good. Too good almost.
It's late and I'm getting tired but I do have to talk about the theme of beauty. I guess I was torn. Half of me really did appreciate the beauty and I was reacting in just the same way the people in the film were: open-mouthed, gaping at how beautiful a person could be depending on their clothing. The film was saying, "appearances are everything" and I felt like I was almost blindly agreeing with it.
In the film, women are valued for their beauty. The pretty girls get what they want, basically. The more beautiful you are, the more desired, respected, and loved you are. See how the king only chose the queen when she came in that amazing white dress? And she got a standing ovation for that too. She's had the same personality and the same lovely values for all those years and he's (as well as every other man) only noticed her when she looked the most beautiful in that pretty dress. I guess I found that a bit annoying and disappointing. The film seems to subtly suggest that women hold the most power when they're the most beautiful. As though being the most beautiful woman in the room and seducing all the top tier men is the most powerful thing a woman can do and the most powerful asset she can have. The idea that wearing pretty clothes is one of the best values in a person and the best way to judge their worth.
It was like experiencing the height of Korea's lookism but set way way back. I do wonder if Korea was that intensely obsessed with appearances back then too. 참 옷이 날개라는 게 무슨 뜻인지 느껴지게 만든 영화. But still the main message I'm taking away from it is completely unrelated to beauty and all about being humble and openminded enough to acknowledge others' greatness. Because when you feel threatened and try to douse it out, you could really be exempting the world from an incredibly positive and creative revolution.
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