I know Onew has been gone on Hiatus for nearly six months now and it’s sucked for us Shawols, but daaaaaaaamn has Hiatus never looked so good on anyone as it does on Onew. Our Dubu Leader looks HAPPY, HEALTHY, STRONG, AND HE STILL HAS HIS LONG HAIR!
Going on Hiatus was the best decision Onew has ever made, even if it meant that he’s had to sit out of so much. It’s so nice to see an idol go on Hiatus for POSITIVE reasons instead of the normal due to an injury or because of a controversy. Once again, SHINee is setting a good example not just for their fellow idols but for society as well. Onew has shown us all that IT’S OKAY to take a break and focus on your health, whether that’s mental, physical, or both.
And I think it helps that Onew knows how patient and loving SHINee World is and how much we value his health over anything else. If we had been one of those fandoms that was constantly complaining about his absence and demanding that he return, I doubt he would’ve healed as well as he has. Honestly, it probably would’ve made his health worse and he wouldn’t have made the progress that he has. I’m so proud of SHINee World and the support they’ve shown Onew in his journey to better health, and I’m thankful every day to be apart of this amazing fandom.
Let’s continue to support Onew. I want him back just as much as the next Shawol, but none of us should pressure him into returning just because he’s starting to look healthier. I want Onew to come back when HE feels ready to return to us. If that takes weeks, months, even a full year, I don’t care as long as he’s happy and healthy. Take your time, Jinki. We love you and support you no matter what 🩵💖💎🐰
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.................okay but ROMANTIC Vincent x bodyguard could slap 😗🤨😲now that might be something I could potentially eat up. Suddenly I am hungry.
cringefailure french boy needs a bodyguard i got u bae dw
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You work for the Marquis de Gramont as a bodyguard
You’re well-versed in guns and all that combat jazz
You get your hands dirty for this guy, and commit acts of violence
It’s just your job anyways
It’s much better than being a common hitman or mercenary because then you have a boss to hide behind
A particularly hot boss to be specific
He’s attractive, you and the other Myrmidons agree upon that
Vincent is young in comparison to literally everyone in the Table’s circle of representatives and agents
He’s a hyperglot, he’s got a taste in art, he likes cats more than dogs, he’s sexy as hell, and he’s interesting when he talks sometimes
God, isn’t he just amazing?
It’s when you’re at the Louvre with this guy again(second time this week)
“What do you think about art?”
A simple, innocent question
Your answer goes along the lines of something basic
Nothing too profound, just rather something short and simple
And that sends the Marquis to talking about art and history as a whole
Now you know the difference between Baroque and Renaissance art
And you know Realism, Impressionism, and Romanticism
Vincent finds Romanticism particularly interesting: a quiet theme romanticizing the softer and more gentler parts of life
You can see that in him
Vincent gets excited when he talks about art
You can see it when he smiles, or when his eyes are practically gleaming as he talks
You only nod, answer simple and short when he pauses to ask
Then—
Then Vincent has you accompanying him more than often
You get a chance to talk to Chidi a whole lot, Vincent’s right hand man
And you get to hear more of Vincent’s ramblings
Attending bourgeois luxuries
Palais Garnier, and all that stuff
It only takes nine months(fuck, that’s nearly a year) for you to actually start seeing Vincent
Vincent, not the Marquis— but just him
A guy that plays piano and fills most of his days learning a new language if he’s not doing anything important
He holds everyone to high standards including you
But there’s always something that Vincent likes about you
It’s clear in his actions, really
“These gloves would suit you, don’t you think?”
Vincent likes giving gifts, he doesn’t know anything else about relationships or how to properly say it
But it’s clear
He first got you gloves when he saw your hands were particularly bruised
Then it just straight up jumped to him giving you a car, sleek black and elegantly shaped
God, you wish you were joking
But you wanted to test the waters first
“I want you to come with me to the Louvre again”
“Alright, kiss me on the cheek first”
Was that too bold?
Either way, after a moment of pause, which was Vincent just processing it—
—he kissed you on the cheek
What kind of chapstick was he using to get those lips so damn pink and perfect and soft?
You’ve been eyeing those lips for a while now
And feeling it first hand-
Fuck, it was exhilarating
“So are we gonna go now?”
Vincent put a hand on his hip as he asked you
“Yes, sir”
Shit, you were so fucking whipped
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Enough discourse, I wanna post about headcanons
The Vees are a polycule to me, but in a way that I can't even explain without an entire slowburn fanfic (stay tuned. I'm a slow writer). But I will try.
Velvette:
I do adhere to the lesbian Velvette headcanon. She's dating Vox and still occasionally joins Valentino for a threesome with him. When she first joined the Vees, Velvette used to identify as bisexual (and still loves the bi flag colors the most) and all three of them used to date, before Velvette realized that she's a lesbian.
She and Vox are still dating, and they have an open relationship.
Vox:
Vox's response to Velvette coming out was, "So you're breaking up with Val?" Yes, his pronouns are he/him. No, he's not a man. He'd long shed the fleshy confines of humanity and gender along with it.
Vox is aspec, agender, autistic. To me. He's sex favorable of the 'I want to do it for my partner's enjoyment' flavor. Watching from cameras brings him just as much enjoyment, and he watches everything and everyone, living vicariously, a voyer through the screen. As a result of that, he's so so touched starved, but his sense of feeling is muted (the consequences of betraying flesh in favor of the machine). Soft touches to his synthetic skin don't really register, his sense of feeling restricted to mostly pressure and pain, so he's become a bit of a masochist in response because that's something physical.
Valentino:
He just likes sex. He chases pleasure in any form he can find, dopamine rushes from numerous drugs, orgasmic release, the rush of power from crushing someone underfoot. Anything and everything, he'll try it all. And none of it is really enough, so he'll never stop chasing more.
Valentino doesn't consider his relationship with Vox romantic, even if Vox totally does. They're friends, sure, business partners, absolutely, and fuckbuddies wherever Val is in the mood for it. But romance isn't Val's thing. That's hard work, and Val saves romancing for potential new hires he wants to sign a contract with. What Vox and he have is also written down on a contract, joining their businesses together too closely to be parted without blood, but it's not the same. Not to Val. So, he wouldn't call Vox his boyfriend, but he also wouldn't correct anyone who said they were. Vox is someone he can let his guard down with, one of the few people who would never want to get out of the contract their names are signed on. They work well together. That's better than any romance you can get in Hell, Val thinks.
Val and Velvette are catty besties. Pan/Lesbian solidarity and hostility all in one.
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