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k-comfyspace · 3 years

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Enough

Idol: Choi Yena (Izone)

Request: No

It’s been a month since Yena moved in to live with you but it’s not exactly what she expected.

Yena sat on the couch, deep in her thoughts, she thought moving in with you would make your relationship easier but she was all sorts of wrong.

She wanted to be close to you, to have someone to come home to whenever schedules were tough, and when she needed someone to lean on. But for the past month, she feels like you drifted farther than when she was living in the dorms.

The sounds of the keys jingling brought her out of her thoughts as she stood up and padded to the door, limping a little since she had an accident during practice but forced herself to go on because they were near the end anyway.

So when you entered Yena cleared her mind and smiled opening her arms when the door opened and smiled at you, “We—“

“Yes Alice, would you mind?”

A frown replaced Yena’s smile when you went in with your phone in hand while taking your coat off, not even noticing Yena standing behind you as you spoke with your secretary.

“Yes, and schedule the meeting with Mr. Jeon too while you’re at it,”

You turned and smiled at her girlfriend not noticing the obvious frown and locked eyes on the food prepared at the table as you walked past Yena and grabbed the plate muttering on your phone and kissed Yena on the cheek.

“Thanks for the food baby, I have a lot of things to finish tonight so I won’t be able to join you, get some rest I’m sure you’re tired”

You brushed past and went upstairs to your office, still on call with your secretary before you shut the door leaving Yena standing in the living room, blinking, “—lcome home, babe,”

And she stood there for a few minutes, it was true she was tired, but she was hoping she could tell you about it. Today was hard for her, she had a tough time at work today and she was hoping to tell you about it and make her feel lighter.

So she limped to the table but today didn’t seem like the best day since she stepped wrong and forced her ankle, resulting in her releasing a shrill cry but quickly she covered her mouth and looked at your office door.

Although she hoped you would’ve heard, you were too busy writing something that you didn’t notice.

And because of that Yena forced herself after a few more minutes and lifted herself on the seat muttering curses because of her ankle before she started eating, glancing at your office a few times, hoping you would come out and join her.

But much to her pleasure, you didn’t. She waited and waited, she showered and still waited, prolonging her time in the bathroom hoping she would hear you go inside.

But you never did.

So she went to bed clutching on your pillow while the pain in her ankle made it harder for her to sleep and when she drifted off to sleep a lone tear drifted from her eyes.

Maybe it would get better soon

Sadly it didn’t.

For the past 2 weeks, it was always the same, you coming home late and staying inside your office until midnight. Yena got used to eating alone and sometimes she ate first and opted to watch in the living room watching you with her eyes as you walked through the house with your plate not sparing a single glance.

You never greeted her anymore, not even a kiss on the cheek, not a small smile, nothing.

Yena was starting to lose hope, there were times where she cried herself to sleep because of the thoughts of losing you. She wanted to be closer to you but you were getting farther away from her with each day that goes by.

She kept convincing herself that the next day would be different. Sometimes she had a talk with her members about it.

She never liked bothering her members about her relationship because she didn’t want to bother them and seemed like she wasn’t happy.

She was just not much as she used to be.

She still gets to see you and sometimes wakes up early in the morning to watch you sleeping peacefully, but it’s not the same.

Yena was considering giving up but she still had hope in you.

One more day to make it right

The following day you left early because of work. In your head, you knew how much you’ve been ignoring your girlfriend lately and it pained you to not be with her all the time. But you thought the more work you do the faster you could be with Yena.

So you worked and worked and the pile didn’t seem to lessen. You were so caught up with work that you completely forgot the day, time, and that you had other things to do.

The only reason you remembered is when your secretary knocked on your door bag in hand and fidgeted with her hands. You glanced at her and smiled politely.

“You’re taking off?” You asked and she nodded shyly, “Y-yes, Maam, today is pretty important to me,” she muttered and you smiled knowingly catching the blush on her cheeks, reminding you of your girlfriend at home.

“Ah, I see, date night?” You asked and she smiled her ears burning in pink

“It’s our anniversary tonight”

At that, your body tensed, you glanced at your laptop, and eyes widening when you saw the date.

“Shit”

You muttered and abruptly stood up startling your secretary, “Is there anything wrong, Maam?”

You looked at your secretary and smiled though in the back of your head you were having a mental breakdown. How could you forget such a day!

“No, you can go Alice, good job today,”

When the door shut you scrambled to find your phone under the stacks of papers and cursed at the missed calls and texts you received from your girlfriend’s members.

You scrolled past and opened Yena’s number and the messages she sent made you feel even worse,

“Hey baby, you got out early today, must have something planned for me?”

Sent 7:00 am

“You’ve been gone a while, did traffic get you?”

Sent 9:00 am

“I cooked us breakfast together, call me when you get this”

Sent 9:30 am

“Hey, are you there? Did you break your phone or something?”

Sent 12: 00 pm

“Baby, I’m really worried are you okay? Should I call the cops?”

Sent 4: 00 pm

“Babe I swear if this is some sick joke, you’re dead to me!”

Sent 4:01 pm

5 missed calls from DuckyChoi

Sent 4:30 pm

“Babe please call me back!”

Sent 6: 00 pm

10 missed calls from DuckyChoi

Sent 6: 01 pm

“I called your secretary, I guess you got an emergency at work, it’s okay, I’ll wait for you tonight”

Sent 7: 00 pm

“I know this place Eunbi unnie recommended maybe we could go there, I’ll dress so we can go there when you get home”

Sent 9:00 pm

“You’re probably stuck in traffic? It’s okay I can wait,”

Sent 10: 30 pm

“Must be busy at work, it’s fine, we can celebrate it some other day,”

Sent 12:00 am

Quickly you grabbed your things and rushed to the door, sprinting through the hall and rushing to your car, bolting out of the building to your house.

And as you drove through the highway you called Yena again and again but she didn’t pick up, what kind of girlfriend were you to forget your anniversary.

Once you turned the corner the sight of your house gave you some relief but the van in front didn’t.

You parked outside and rushed out seeing the girls surrounding your crying girlfriend while they comforted her broke your heart knowing that you were the source of her pain.

You stopped just a few feet away from them and the maknaes saw you murmuring to their unnies before they all faced you. But Yena was the one that caught your attention, her tear struck face and how she was wearing a dress.

If it were a different situation you would have smiled at her because she was the most beautiful woman for you.

You took a small step towards her but she reached out her hand to stop you and your heart broke when she did, “I handled everything you did,”

“I waited and I waited for the day we could have time together, the countless times where I ate alone while you worked, the days where I would sleep alone and wake up to you being gone”

“Baby I—“

“I thought it would be better if I moved in, that way we didn’t have to be so far away from each other. But now I don’t think I can reach you anymore”

“The day where I thought you actually would give time for, you forget,”

She let out a scoff and wiped her tears and you could only keep silent wanting to reach out and hug her, wipe her tears and apologize for everything you did. But you couldn’t, she was right, you neglected her and now it came back to bite you.

“Maybe we should take a break,” your eyes went wide along with the girls as she spoke but the look in her eyes looked like he wasn’t joking.

“Yena, we could talk about—“

“No, I’ve had enough of you, you ignored me every single day, now I want you to feel what I felt,”

Without another word she turned and went inside the van followed by her members, some glancing back at you and Yena before Eunbi shot you a look of disappointment before the door of the van closed and drove off.

And you were left standing tears streaming down your face as you felt your knees buckle and dropped to the ground, a cry leaving your lips.

While in the van Yena was crying on her leader’s shoulder while the rest comforted her and rubbed her back, “It’s fine you did the right thing,” Chaewon comforted her best friend and rubbed her back.

Normally the members wouldn’t be bothered by you two fighting but this wasn’t a fight they’ve seen before. It didn’t go as far as needing a break and they saw the way Yena stared and spoke at you coldly, it was so different from the way she used to stare and talk about you with so much love.

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A/n: pt. 2? Or nah?

#izone yena #izone #choi yena #yena scenarios #yena imagines #girl group imagines #girl group scenarios #yena #izone scenarios #izone imagines #girl group

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flamediel · 3 years

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Ok ok, you asked which songs I associated with CNCO but you clearly weren't asking for the cookie cutter ones (if you want more PG-13 version I can do those). These are mostly nsfw lyrics so please minors do not go searching for them. So here they are:

Richard -my personal fav tbh Mala Conducta by Alexis y Fido

Its dirty, the beat is absolutely nasty and incredible to dance to. Lyrics are literally talking about how she is just asking to be "punished" but then she clearly likes it and about a blowjob 🤷‍♀️

Christopher- Fanática Sensual by Plan B

Song is basically them calling out their fans about being horny on main for them and just saying (and probably doing according to their imagination) dirty things just based on a pic of them. They also basically say "gosh, the things you say make me blush but I really wanna know if you'd really be like that if we meet face to face". Does that not give you Chris vibes?!?!?!

Erick - 5 letras also by Alexis y Fido

Yeah the five letters are MOTEL 😂😂😂 It basically says let's have sex in a motel but lets put music loud enough so no one hears what we are up to. Also mostly because it has this part "ese mirada de asesina me engatusa" which roughly translates to "your killer stare has me mesmerize".

Joel- Zun Da Da by Zion

Ok ok, this one isn't that dirty. This is more on the romantic reggueton style. It talks about "having sex with our clothe on" and just hugging, kissing, dancing close and feeling each other out. I'm not saying that I don't think Joel doesn't have a dirty mind but I don't see him being soo much into dirty beats and explicit lyrics, he seems the kind that likes the subtle hints more 🤷‍♀️

I also considered Atrevete-te-te by Calle 13 hahaha but thought that would be doing him dirty 🙈

Zabdiel- ok so cause he is my bias and I just can't pass on making a joke, he is getting two:

1-Mayor que yo by Baby Ranks, Daddy Yankee, Tony Tun Tun, Hector and Wisin & Yandel

Do I need to explain? The title literally is "I don't care that you are older than me" 😂😂😂

2-Ilegal by Cultura Profética

Listen, this song has such a reggae chill vibe but the lyrics are 🥵🥵🥵 Like its clearly about sex but its not just that but that the corus is literally about telling the girl after the first round "honey that was just the beginning, now that we got to know each other the real fun starts and will last all night if you let me".

I can prob find you less filth suggestions if you want 🙈

Ok hello yes I downloaded these songs ans listened omw to work and CAN I JUST SAY. iara you outdid yourself here holy shit

Richard: when I first heard this i kind of focused on the beat and was lile damnnnn I wanna dance to this with him. THEN I paid attention to the lyrics and 😳😳😳 MAAM THAT WAS UNPROVOKED HOLY SHIT. this song. This SONG. Anyway richard come tear my clothes off ok thanks

Chris: i- I dont even know where to begin. This song reminds me of him saying "I know you want my dick" in that video. Thats literally all there is to say. Man is hot, he knows it, and he knows we think about fucking him. I fucking hate thissss he makes me feel things.

Erick: this is perfect erick vibes I can almost hear him sing it!! Like, the lyrics are just the right amount of freaky and eager and the singer is so confident that the person wants them and its sweet but a little cheesy. V much erick, 1000000/10 pick

Joel: this song is lowkey such a bop like im in love w it?? The vibes are immaculate and yeah its more soft and sensual but still erotic af. I completely agree joel is freaky but in a ✨romantic✨ way and this song encapsulates that imo. Also I listened to the other song you mentioned and yeah this is a MUCH better choice lmao.

Zabdiel: love that you saved him for the end AND you gave him two songs lmao. OK, so the first one. Yep that's zab. Not just the older person thing but the line about having a million lovers and still wanting her? I think that's the translation anyway Spanish isn't my best language, but if its right its totally him. Like, he just has a million girls and they all think he's the one lmao. Zabdiiii I can be one of the million yk 👀👀

Ok onto his second song. The CHORUS DAMNNNNNN. yes sir come whisper that in my ear. Anyway this is my fav song on here and literally everything about it is amazing like not only does it have zab vibes but I personally LOVE it like its so sensual I wanna dance to it so bad ahh

Okok, iara, you really did smth here bc I cant stop thinking about these boys rn. Like. This is so good. There are a million ideas in my heard rn and if I wasn't about to start an internship I'd be writing them alllllllll down. Its fine I'll do it tn. Or this weekend. EVENTUALLY, esp the richard and Chris ones. Those. Those are eminent.

#cnco #christopher velez #richard camacho #erick brian colon #joel pimentel #zabdiel de jesus #cnco smut #nsft #this was AMAZING iara your taste is immaculate #thank you sm for this im obsessed #mutuals

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serendipityjxmn · 4 years

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I Hate You, Park Jimin!

Chapter 21

Words Count: 3.6k

TW: None.. I think?

Link to Chapter 20

Link to Chapter 22

Hooooooly. He’s asking me to move in with him? I swallowed thickly before answering him. “It’s a huge decision.” I said, eyes warily staring at him. “Are you sure about this?”

“Hundred percent sure. I’ve never wanted anything more than to spend my whole time with you, eat with you, study with you, wake up next to you in the morning..” then he slowly leaned in to my ears. “Make love to you every night..” he added, voice so low and sexy at the same time.

I swear I could hit orgasm just by hearing his words- with the combination of his raspy voice. When he goes full on low, sensual and raspy voice- he’d had me at his mercy.

I smacked his arm when I saw him smirked.

“Think about it.” He said as his hands softly went up and down my arms, giving me warmth.

“What about your parents?”

“My mom’s fine. She actually likes you.” He winked at me.

My heart leapt hearing that. “Really? You talked to her about me?” I asked eagerly.

“I don’t know.” He smirked which earned another smack in the arm from me.

“She.. supports me. She always does.” He smiled fondly. “About my dad.. I’ll deal with him but he should know that he has no rights over my love life. I’m pretty sure my mom can make him change his mind. If he’s still stubborn though,” he leaned in and gave me a light peck at the corner of my mouth, “we’ll see.”

My hands traveled across his chest and towards his abdomen, admiring all the curves in the right places. My favourite part of all was perhaps the sensual and perfectly sculpted curve on each side of his hips. The curves were so deep I wondered what kind of exercises were needed to get that perfect V.

“Jimin...” I called.

“Hmm?”

“Why do you like me?”

He looked down at me, perhaps wondering where the conversation is going. “Hmm.. Love at first sight, maybe? I don’t know. Do I need a reason to like someone?” He tapped my chin lightly.

I frowned, not satisfied with his answer.

He knew I was dissatisfied. He always knew. Because he continued to answer, “I don’t know.. when you first look at me, for the first time ever, since you’d never once look at my way, I just felt so.. naked. As if you could see right through me, right through my weaknesses. And you weren’t at all like the other girls.. you’re smart, you’re strong, you’re gorgeous, you’re hot as fuck, you’re fucking intelligent, you’re independent, you have this no bullshit personality, you’re charming, you’re beautiful, the list is endless. And for the first time in my life, I felt insecure- about a girl. And I never did,” he laughed.

I rolled my eyes. Vain and self-centredness confirmed.

“I thought that I wasn’t good enough which was why I kept my distance. Then high school went by and now we’re in the university together.. and suddenly you’re my study partner. I was so blown away at first I didn’t know how to react which was why when you came up to me, I told you you don’t have to do it.”

I nodded, remembering the bitter memory. “I still hate you for that, you know.”

He chuckled. “Study sessions with you were pure torture.”

I raised my brows.

“You had no idea.. the amount of self control I had to exert being around you. Although thank God you’re always so immersed in studying you never noticed me staring.”

“Oh God- you’re such a pervert!”

He chuckled but then turned serious again. “I wanted you.. I so badly wanted you.. so please, for God’s sake..” he leaned forward, eyes intent against mine, “don’t ask me to go.”

I stared back at him. “I don’t want you to go either.”

I watched as relief washed over his face.

I laced my fingers with his. Then I leaned forward slightly to kiss him deeply. He replied me instantly.

I knew this would be hard for him and of course, the easy way would be just to let him go. As much as I don’t want to make things difficult for him, I knew I myself don’t have the strength to let him go. Now I knew it’s the same for Jimin too. We both had develop a feeling so strong for each other and we both knew being away would only break us both. I felt him smile under my kiss.

I pulled away and yeap, he was smiling down at me. His soft, angelic smile that melts my heart all the time.

I smiled too, unknowingly. “Why are you smiling?”

He was still for a moment. His gaze fixated on mine. “Because I love you.” He said softly.

I went still. I could feel my heart was racing. The impact the words had on me. I was in euphoria hearing those words escaping his lips. Although he did say those words a few minutes ago, but that could be in the spur of the moment while we’re having sex. But this time it’s different. His eyes were full of love and adoration as he uttered those words.

He regarded my expression for a moment. He was wary of my reaction. Then his expression turned worry as I felt tears escaped from my eyes. “Baby? Babe? Why are you crying again..?” He quickly cupped my cheeks trying to make me look at him.

I shook my head. Then I smiled looking at him. “I’m crying.. because I’m so happy.” I said in tears.

I saw his shoulders visibly relaxed and he looked so fondly at me I felt like breaking down again. “I love you.” He said it again, this time more confidently.

“I love you too.” I replied simply. And I watched as his face lit up.

To be able to love Park Jimin... was happiness.

But to be loved by Park Jimin... it was pure bliss.

JIMIN’S POV

“Dad, I told you I already have a girlfriend!” I yelled over the table. “I swear if you don’t want to lose me- your only son, you better stop asking me to marry her.” I jutted my chin towards Nara who was sitting beside me, her fork and spoon already set down, her appetite gone due to my outburst but I didn’t care.

“Park Jimin.” My mother said tersely, trying to remind me to be respectful.

“Fine. Then bring her over for dinner. I wanna see this girl.”

“You already met-“ I was cut off immediately.

“Properly this time.” He said with a glare.

“No!” Nara cried. “Mr Park! You can’t be doing this to me!”

“Nara, honey.. I’m not trying to take any sides..” my mom started and she started to reach for Nara’s hand from across the table. “But I honestly think you’d be wasted if you’re with my son... you deserve someone better than my ass of a son.”

“Mom!” My mouth agape at my mom’s words but when I looked at her, she winked at me. Nara didn’t seem to notice.

When she had left, I went towards my mom and made sure we were out of father’s earshot.

“I had never really like Nara.” She made a face. “Too cocky for her own good.”

I raised one brow at my mom. I swore my mom’s the coolest person in the world.

“Of course I never think you’d be a waste with Hana. Rather, I think she’s too good for you. You better not waste her.” She glared at me.

I tried to hide my smile. “Yes, maam.”

KIM HANA’S POV

I woke up when I sensed someone playing with my hair.

“You don’t have anything to do tonight right?”

My brain was half-awake but my eyes were still tightly glued although the sun already set its ray on my face.

“You don’t have anything right?” He asked again. When I still didn’t answer, he planted a kiss on my cheek.

“Hmmm.....” was the only thing that came out of my mouth. I wanted to sleep some more. Spending the night with Jimin meant total exercise time. I need to recuperate.

“Let’s go on a date today.” He nuzzled my ears.

“Mmm...”

“Let’s do some shopping...” he kissed the corner of my mouth.

“Mmm...”

He chuckled. “We’ll have dinner with my parents tonight.” He said softly as he kissed my shoulder blade.

Dinner... parents... what? My eyes shot opened. I sat up so suddenly Jimin was slightly startled. Then he laughed when he saw my panicked face.

“What did you say?” My eyes went round.

“I was going to tell you when you’re fully awake but since you’re not waking up and you won’t even listen to my words....” he smiled.

“I mean- why are we suddenly- I mean-“

He chuckled again. His fingers casually grazing my exposed chest. I realized my whole naked upper body was exposed to his sight. I quickly placed my hands on my chest to cover them. I have no idea why being naked in front of Jimin while we are not fucking each other’s brains out still made me shy.

He looked up at me. His expressions soft as he casually loosen my hand and move it away.

“Why are you so shy..” he ran his fingers slowly over the expanse of my chest, down towards my breast, making me shudder.

I got up immediately. “Okay okay. I’ll get up.”

I rolled my eyes at the sound of him chuckling.

“What about this one?” He lifted an off-shoulder white blouse.

“No! I’m not wearing an off-shoulder to see your parents! They’d think I’m seducing you or something.”

“But you do seduce me all the time though.”

I looked up and saw him smirking. “I hate you.” I mumbled then went to a different rack of clothing. Ugh.. I don’t have much time left.. I really need to pick something out. Wish Ah Young was here to help me out! But she’s in Taiwan right now, with Eun Woo. Apparently his business there got extended and he missed my best friend so much so he asked her to fly there. I groaned.

“What about this one?”

I looked over my shoulder to see him lifting a short black dress.

“Are you kidding me? Your parents would think I’m a slut.” I shook my head but not before I saw him pouting.

I held two of the floral dress on both of my hands. “Pick one?” I asked him.

“Just take both. I’ll pay.” He said non-committally.

Ugh! Jimin is so not helping when shopping. Honestly, jeez.

“Ugh why don’t you just pick up something quickly then! Hana, honestly, you could be wearing a whole sack and my mom would still watch you with star eyes.”

“But not your dad.” I replied petulantly. Oh, a blue blouse caught my eye.

He didn’t say anything. Obviously, because I’m right. I picked up the blouse from the rack and immediately fell for it. All right! That’s it. I’ve made my choice.

So we were back out on the streets of Hongdae, and the skies were already darkening although it’s merely late afternoon since it was winter and daytime was generally shorter. My hands were mostly full with bags of all sorts of branded outfits and handbags and shoes and everything to which Jimin had so generously paid for everything.

I had planned to buy one or two new tops but Jimin had dragged me to all kinds of stores and bought everything that my gazes lingered at for more than five seconds. When I complained about my small apartment and how I would have no space, he only said, “Good. Then you have no choice but to move to mine then.”

“Oh, let’s go in there!”

I looked over to the direction he’s pointing at and gasped in horror.

“Oh my god no!” It was a lingerie shop.

“Why~ come on~ you need new ones so you can keep it at my apartment. You seriously want to pack things over all the time?” He said but there’s a twinge of amusement on his face. He was teasing me! His hand grabbed my wrist.

I stared at him incredulously. “Jimin! Are you kidding me? I’m not going into a lingerie shop with you!” I pulled out of his grip immediately and started walking away with him laughing behind me. God, damn it. I may be in love with him, but he’s still a jerk and a pervert through and through.

I was pretty sure I had been fidgeting with my thumb for more than five minutes now.

“Come now, it’s cold babe. How long are you going to stand there for?”

I looked up. Now that I’m right in front of the entrance door, the house looked so much bigger. It’s time now. But I could feel my hands trembling. The urge for flight almost swallowing me whole.

Ah, what on earth am I thinking now?

“Baby?” Jimin held his hand out to me.

Slowly, I took his hand and he led me inside.

“Welcome home, Jimin.” An elderly lady of perhaps about 50-ish of age greeted us. Her hair was mostly grey, tied up in a slightly messy bun.

“Oh, ahjumma!” Jimin let go of my hand and went to hug her. “I haven’t see you in so long.”

“Then perhaps you should come home more often.” She scolded him.

“Hehe~” he flashed him his million dollar eyesmile and the elder lady beamed back at him. His effect on everyone was immediate.

“Your girlfriend?” She asked him gently, glancing at me and I smiled back awkwardly.

“Oh, yeah ahjumma!” He pulled me towards him. “Ahjumma, this is Kim Hana, and Hana, this is my second mother.”

“Ah~ what are you talking about, Jimin. Madam would feel hurt if she heard you.”

Jimin rolled his eyes. “Pretty sure you took care of me more than my own mom throughout my whole life.”

The ahjumma just shook her head at him, though her lips was smiling fondly.

“Is that Jimin..?” A melodic voice rung out through the foyer. Holy shoot. That’s his mother’s voice.

I’ve met her before at the not-so-fortunate encounter with Jimin’s parents at his house before, but this time it was different and I obviously still felt nervous.

A gorgeous looking lady peeked through the hallway. It had been awhile since I last met her but as she sauntered towards us, she didn’t seem to age at all and I couldn’t help but stare at her beauty. Her hair was tied up in a slightly messy bun, but she was still stunning nevertheless. Just like Jimin, she had a pair of pretty single eyelid eyes, her irises shining before they were completely gone as she beamed at us. She’s probably whom Jimin gotten his eyesmile from.

His mother went towards us without taking her eyes off her son. She then engulfed Jimin in a hug immediately and he returned it without hesitation.

“Aigooo~ why is it so hard to meet my own son nowadays?”

“Mom, stop being dramatic. You saw me last week.” Jimin said as they parted.

“That was for only 2 seconds, you idiot.” His mother rolled his eyes. Her eyes then flickered towards me and all sense of nervousness came swallowing me whole again. “Nice to see you again Hana dear.” She smiled at me then held out her hands towards me.

I went into her embrace immediately. “How are you, Mrs. Park?”

She let go of me immediately. “Aigoo, I told you to call me eomoni right?”

Ah, crap, yes she did ask me to call her that before. I bowed my head slightly apologetically.

She softened immediately. “I was wondering when I could see your face again.”

“Me too, eomoni.”

She linked her arms with me and tugged me forward as she turned on her heels. “Come, let’s head to the dining area immediately. Everything had been set up.”

She led me towards the dining area and I was simply mesmerized by the exquisite interior of Jimin’s house as well as the sheer vastness of it. The floor and the wall were everything marble. The lighting and chandeliers all looked like they worth more than my whole life insurance.

“Come, have a seat.” Jimin’s mother said as we reached the dining area. I almost dropped my jaw at the luxurious finishing of the dining area; filled with golden details, crystal chandelier as well as upholstered dining chairs. My broke ass can’t relate with Jimin. Can’t at all.

“Are you sure I can do nothing to help in the kitchen?” I noticed Jimin was gone and I tried hard not to panic.

She just smiled at me. “Next time, maybe. I need to show off my cooking skills first.” She winked and I laughed.

“Aigoo, where did my idiot son go leaving the guest alone?”

I chuckled. “It’s fine, eomoni.”

“Just a minute, okay? We’re almost done at the back.”

I nodded. When she disappeared to the kitchen, I had the entire privilege to admire the lavish looking interior that lit up the house.

Suddenly I felt a pair of hands went to my eyes to disrupt my sight and I gasped. But then I smelled the familiar smell. The one I’ve grown so familiar with.

“Ya~” I pouted.

“You okay?” He asked. “Told you everything would be fine.”

I rolled my eyes. “I literally only met your mother.”

He dropped his hands with a chuckle. Then his hands went to snake around my shoulders and he leaned in to peck me briefly on my cheeks.

I felt my face heating up instantly. “Yah!” I smacked his arms. This is his house for God’s sake, where his parents lived in, which means it’s a sacred place. I glared at him to which he just tightened his arms around me.

A sound of someone clearing their throat made me jump. We both turned to see Jimin’s dad entering the dining area and my whole body turned stiff and my blood running cold.

“Hey dad.” Jimin said then proceeded to take his seat beside me. I smiled awkwardly at his father and he replied with a simple nod.

“Oh, you’re here!” Mrs. Park appeared from behind the kitchen holding a bowl that I immediately got up and took it from her. She smiled gratefully at me. “I thought you were still in your studies.”

Two other helpers, one of them the elderly that Jimin greeted at the door came and filled the tables with various dishes. Everything smelled good and my mouth watered at the sight.

Jimin’s mom came to sit across me. She then helped to fill up her husband’s plate and my heart practically swelled at how loving they looked.

“Come on, Hana. Eat to your heart’s content.” She said as she handed me the bowl of rice. I muttered a thanks and proceeded to fill Jimin’s plate, mirroring his mother’s action in hope to score some points. Jimin just smiled indulgently at me.

And then soon the table was filled with the sounds of us munching our food, the clinking cutleries and the few conversations here and there.

“So your name is Kim Hana?” Jimin’s father spoke up and my entire brain suddenly went blank. My name? Was he asking my name?

“Y-yes.” I stuttered.

“What does your parents do?”

“Ey yeobo. Why would you ask that? You’re making her uncomfortable..” Mrs. Park said.

My brain racked the memory lane in my head. Didn’t Mrs. Park asked me that too before?

“Um.. my mother’s an English teacher.”

“Oh yes! I’ve already asked her before!” Mrs. Park cut in. “Isn’t it amazing, yeobo? It was my dream job when I was young. Do you remember that?”

Mr. Park didn’t reply.

“Ooh, I’m looking forward to meeting your mother! I’ve tons of things to ask. You know, I plan on doing volunteers to teach kids as well, I’m stuck in this house, not having anything to do.” Perhaps Mrs. Park was talking so much to prevent her husband from asking me about my father. “Right, yeobo?”

Her husband just shook her head at her. His father seemed slightly cold, but I could see that he was actually very warm and attentive towards his wife and even towards Jimin.

“What about your father?”

Shoot. The plan failed. I could see Mrs. Park’s expression stiffened. Now I felt bad for her. After all they should know one way or another. But I haven’t told Jimin either.. I sighed. This won’t be good. “My father and my mom divorced.” I swore Jimin’s head turned towards me in a milisecond. “I’m... not sure what he’s currently doing.”

Jimin’s father didn’t ask me anything else after that. Jimin on the other hand was in pure shock (obviously since I told him my father’s dead) but I could see him trying to control his expression.

The time went by quickly, as I realized it.

Jimin’s father no longer held an interview session with me. The entire session was filled with Mrs. Park teasing Jimin about his childhood though.

“So, are you planning to marry Hana, Jimin-ah?” His father suddenly spoke and all sorts of conversations stopped. My whole body went cold.

Mrs. Park immediately placed her hands on top of her husband’s. “Yeobo, I don’t think this is the right time to ask-“

“I’m just asking, whether your son is serious about marriage.”

I watched Jimin straightened up. “Yes, dad.”

His father didn’t reply immediately. He took a sip of his drink. “Alright then. As long as you know the responsibility that comes with the deal.”

Deal? Did his father just said a deal? What kind of deal? I looked at Mrs. Park for clues but she appeared calm so perhaps she already knew about it?

I guess it wasn’t just me with secrets then.

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Soooooooo you said you could do a whole post on Hazel and Joe and I WANNA SEE THIS PLS SUNSHINE

YES MAAM!! hazel and joe’s friends to lover truly gives me SO MUCH LIFE!! i just wanted to finally write a friends to lover where they had set foundations, trust, loyalty, memories, inside jokes, all of it, to make it clear to the readers that they had history, i just wanted to show how they worked throughout the whole story, and the reason it took as long as it did was to truly show their devotion. i’m sorry if this post is LONG AS HELL but i adore these two :)

WARNING THIS IS SO UNHEALTHILY LONG LIKE WHAT AM I DOING BUT I LOVE THEM AND HAVE NO SHAME -> this is only for the soldier of stars, so if you fancy stuff from Ad Astra, i can do that as well LOL

Hazel Parker and Joe Liebgott - Friends to Lovers

Am I going to give a thorough in depth analysis of their friendship together? YES MA’AM! Honestly writing these two showed me, that even in dark times you can love someone for who they are, just so many things about how love continues to get through boundary after boundary and these two I feel showed me that, and it makes my heart warm :)) ANDDDD since this post is so ungodly long and just the first book LOL if you want me to do it for Ad Astra Per Aspera, i gladly can, but i didn’t want to continue to make it longer and longer HAHA <3

The First Meeting

I loved that when they first met, Hazel managed to shut up both George Luz and Joe Liebgott with one sentence. And I think it’s where we see that Hazel isn’t what many people suspect she is because she regards the fact that if it’s worth fighting for, you’ll fight for it, and to be honest that’s okay. To fight for what’s right for you. And for Joe, seeing someone, supposedly viewed as innocent, clearly then state afterwards that she would fight for what was right as well -> something maybe not suspected of her, it draws Joe in.

The First Stargaze

Stargazing as you know it, is one of the most important aspects in Hazel’s life and Joe coming out to stargaze with her, something that so is not Joe Liebgott, really signifies their friendship for me personally, just because Joe left the dance, to stargaze with Hazel, I mean if that isn’t the start of a friendship I’m not sure what is :)

Teasing - the softest and purest

Hazel had started offering Liebgott her notes, and soon enough they were sharing notes, huddled side by side, writing things down together, and sometimes Joe would bump her as she wrote just to mess her up or peeve her off the deep end. But it was all good fun in the end.

" You know, Joe, hitting my shoulder and messing up my notes, is messing up your notes as well." Hazel had told him one afternoon as Lieutenant Winters stood at the front of the group going over spits of information based on the ideology of the ground and its importance when doing practice runs or drills that were supposed to be of semblance to real combat.

" I don't entirely care, Parker, I'm just here to annoy ya." Joe mumbled back as Winters voice grew louder.

" Funny," muttered Hazel, as she kicked his foot under the table. She saw Joe smirk at her. He kicked her foot back and she glanced over towards him.

" What?" he asked, like he didn't just hit her foot.

" I'm a sniper, Joe," Hazel said softly, as she wrote another few words down in her book.

" And?"

" Well," Hazel said as Winters glanced towards the two, " my bullets came move 1,000 feet per second, Joe."

" Right," Joe said.

" And, I know the spots in the body where the most pain could be inflicted upon bullet entry." Hazel said with a nod looking up at the board again.

" Oh right I forgot." Joe said as Hazel let a giggle pass her lips.

Flowers - The Time Joe Brought Flowers

When she [Grace Burnett] opened the door she smiled wide and let out a jolly laugh.

" Well, she'll be happy to see you all." Grace said as Hazel looked over and watched as a bouquet of yellow flowers appeared with Joe Liebgott as the handler, with Shifty just behind him with Catherine and Lizzie bringing up the rear, with a laughing George Luz, which was no surprise.

" There she is!" Joe called noticing the girl on the couch, curled up into a blanket with sunken in eyes. Hazel smiled weakly.

" Hi." she croaked out.

" Aw, honey." Catherine said, as she frowned with sad eyes, hearing her lost voice. Joe was the first to reach her and pull her into a hug.

" I'm sick." Hazel said as Joe held her close, smelling of pine and cigarette smoke. Joe pulled back with a smirk, a few strands of hair in his face.

" I don't care about that, Parker." Joe said, before holding out the flowers as the rest of the guys filtered into the room, " These are for you." Hazel smiled at him with blushing cheeks.

" Aww, thanks guys." Hazel said, turning and coughing briefly.

" You can thank this guy right here," George said slapping Joe on the shoulders, to which Joe glared.

" Thanks Joe." Hazel said to him and he smiled at her with a nod.

Joe Talks About His Mom

" You sound like you have a nice family." Hazel said as she glanced at him. Joe glanced at her.

" Yeah, I'd say I do, but mama runs the house. You respect her or you get a slap." Joe said and Hazel smiled shyly, as Joe glanced at her.

" 'Course, you know me, I upset her a few times when I shouldn't have." Joe said. Hazel watched him.

" I got in fights a lot, bruised bloody knuckles, some skinny guy like me getting beat up in the bar down the street." Joe said, shrugging before looking at Hazel,

" Ever since I was a kid really." Hazel softly watched him, with concerned eyes.

" I'd get pushed down in the park?" Joe started, nodding his head as he picked at his fingers, annoyed, " I'd cry. And I'd go running home to my mom, where she'd give me hugs and kisses, and then some of that Hershey's chocolate."

" It's why you love it so much." Hazel said, shifting closer to Joe in the cold and looking at him gently. Joe felt a small smile on his face as he watched her.

" Yeah, you could say that." Joe said as Hazel grinned.

Joe loves his mom and I LIVE BY THAT. And chocolate being a comfort food because it reminds him of his mom, like yes, I’m going with that, and I just love that Hazel sits and listens to him, it makes me SOFT. Because mainly they both just love their mothers :)

Tricks and Pranks

She glanced towards Liebgott again thinking of her innocent little plan from this morning. She grinned to herself, before slowly bringing her socked feet over the edge to touch the ground. She slowly stood, with her outstretched hands in front of her, tip-toeing towards the sleeping man in his bed. She wanted to get him back after almost a year of the playful teasing she endured from him. And plus, they were friends, she had every right to wake him from a peaceful sleep. Hazel watched Joe shift a bit in his bed and then resume snoring again. Hazel smirked to herself.

Then she acted. She jumped lightly onto him, right next to his ear, and had to let out a laugh before saying a quick boo in his ear. Joe shot awake underneath her, and it seemed his first instinct was to latch onto her, shoving her to his side, down into the bed, his eyes wide, breathing heavy. But all he saw was Hazel, beside him, small giggles leaving her lips as she squeezed her eyes shut, laughing. Joe tried to be mad at the girl for waking him up, but he felt he couldn't be mad at her. She was too innocent to be remotely upset for waking him up.

" Well, good morning to you, too." Joe muttered out as Hazel managed to let out one final laugh, before looking at him.

" That's for those months of teasing me." Hazel said as she giggled again. Joe couldn't keep the smirk that crawled onto his face off, as Hazel laughed.

" You're gonna get it, Parker." Joe said as Hazel just laughed, turning to roll off the bed to her socked feet again, a smile on her face.

" Sure," Hazel said, as she turned to him, with innocent eyes, and then frowned, " but why would you do that to me?" Joe bit his lip.

" Those puppy dog eyes don't work on me anymore, Parker." Joe said as he sat up and rubbed his eyes, " Only when you were sick and that was it." Hazel giggled.

" Can you two shut up?" a voice groaned and the two looked towards Chuck who's body hadn't moved as the voice crept out from around the pillow.

" Yeah Hazel." Joe said childishly as Hazel scoffed.

" You shut up." Hazel said, swinging her foot out towards his bed like a kid.

" No you." Joe argued.

" How about you both shut your yaps!" Bill yelled as he lied on his side across the barrack, his voice annoyed. Hazel couldn't help but look away and let a giggle past her lips childishly as Joe smirked at her. They were just kids. Hazel and Joe together were a pair of childish kids basically.

PRANKS ARE SO FUN AND THESE TWO MAKE IT SO ADORABLE AND HILARIOUS AHHHH

Comfort + Respecting Privacy

Joe Liebgott was the one who sat down beside his best friend, wrapping his warm, comforting arm around her shoulder and letting her rest her head on his shoulder. Joe wasn't about to start asking Hazel what was wrong, he had learned from his sisters that sometimes they just liked to be held in hugs and not talked to. That being there and being held was enough. Hazel wasn't used to that sort of comfort but she was beginning to welcome it with open arms. Joe came to a realization that night; he didn't like seeing Hazel cry. When Joe finally got Hazel resting, or at least attempting rest, he saw the letter that she had dropped to the side. But Joe held himself and closed the letter up and placed it beside the girl's boots. It was for her eyes only and he respected that.

Joe respecting her privacy with the letter from her father, truly shows the amount of respect he holds for her and I truly find it so beautiful, that middle line in bold, like I just love their friendship so much.

D-Day Hug

" Oh, Easy Company!" the group heard. The group turned and faceswere filled with relief to see more members of Easy sitting on the edge with bright smiles on their faces. A smile blossomed on Hazel's face as she recognized Joe Liebgott immediately.

" Joe!" she said excitedly as he neared her. A smile lit up his features as he immediately came upon the girl and wrapped his arms around her. She immediately wrapped her arms around him and hugged him so tight, she wasn't sure if he was still breathing or not. She could've cried as he held her tightly in his arms, so protectively. She had never wanted to hug someone as much as she did now, just to have someone's arms around her, holding her and securing her. She never knew what security a hug could provide.

Physical touch is an important aspect for both of them, especially the meaning of a hug for the both of them. After this, Joe comforts her after her encounter with a German on D-Day, and it’s the first time Joe reassures her about a very real and impactful and painful, traumatizing situation. From her on we see where Hazel knows she can trust Joe with her emotions.

Talking About Their Faith

" Did you think you'd be here?" Joe asked her, " You know after you joined the WAC?" Hazel glanced at him and let out a tiny sigh before glancing at the sky again.

" I believe in God, Joe." Hazel said softly and then looked at him. Joe watched her softly.

" God believed that he could put me through something like this, and I believed I could to," Hazel said softly, eyes shining with stars in them, " so when the flyer came I signed up." Hazel looked at him with a sad shrug. He didn't know about her dad. But she didn't want to gain all his trust and then show him that she really feared trusting people so much. But the thing was, she trusted Joe, a lot. They were best friends.

This was just so important, for Joe, for Hazel, for both of them, to sit under the stars in the middle of Normandy and for Hazel to tell Joe about her faith in God, and think about her trust she held in Joe. I loved this moment.

Flowers 2.0

That's when there was a knock on the door.

" Blasted, who could that be at this time?" Harry said throwing his kitchen towel over his shoulder and heading up the step towards the door. Harry opened the door as the three women watched and saw Harry's face light up.

" I knew it was you!" Harry called, stepping out to hug the person on the other side, " C'mon in ya blood Yank, gave me half a scare." Hazel raised a brow watching as Lizzie sipped her tea softly. That's when it was non-other than Joe Liebgott who stepped through the door, a smirk upon his features, hair a bit fluffier than normal, and a bouquet of flowers in his grasp. She watched Lizzie smirk and lean over to Hazel and Grace.

" And supposedly he's just a best friend." Lizzie murmured. Hazel shoved Lizzie's shoulder as Lizzie chuckled. Grace smiled at the blush that bloomed on Hazel's face.

" There she is!" called Joe as he entered the kitchen and went over to Hazel first, grabbing her in a hug from behind.

" These are for you." Joe said as he handed her the flowers.

" Aw thank you, Joe," Hazel said, fighting down more of a blush than she ever had.

" Where'd you get them, Joe?" grace asked as Joe gave her a quick hug.

" Down at the market, they have the best flowers there." Joe said, before giving Lizzie a quick hug and resuming standing next to the little island a smile on his features as he watched Hazel gently sniff the flowers and smile at them.

" Thank you, Joe, really." Hazel said.

" What can I say? You're turning 20, I say yellow flowers are pretty important for that." Joe said and Hazel grinned.

Need I say more LOL

Having Each Other’s Backs

" Hey, man what's your issue?" one replacement snapped.

" My issue is, you're not treating her right, and I don't like that. Either grow up or go home. There's a reason you're here." Joe snapped. The replacements stared at him.

" Disrespecting her or any women, is never the reason." Joe snapped again, " you're here to fight a war. And that war's a scary thing, so open your damn eyes and get that through your brains." Joe then put the cigarette back on his lips, and turned away from them and walked back over to Hazel who stared with wide eyes at him. He just placed an arm over her shoulder and turned her around.

" I promise you right now that I'm fuming inside." Joe said to her through the cigarette on his lips. Hazel smiled softly. Joe always had her back, even when she felt she couldn't say anything.

“Best Friend Privileges”

" Let me show ya." Joe said as he pushed from the counter and walked to her side. She glanced at him.

" No." Hazel said, a small smirk on her face.

" Good luck Joe, she's rubbing off on you." Catherine said leaning back to watch. Hazel laughed.

" No?" Joe said a smirk on her face, " Come on, I wanna help you." Hazel pulled the dart back shaking her head. Joe stared at her, a smirk on his face.

" What? No best friend privileges?" he said. Best friend privileges; a cute little phrase that Hazel and Joe had started tagging onto the end of things, when they would play around and they couldn't get what either of them wanted, or just to annoy the other.

“ Best friend privileges”? ok you two LOL

Adoration

Joe watched Hazel's eyes, even if it were from the side. He didn't know what had gotten into him, but Hazel truly fascinated him. And it was a good fascination. A fascination in the sense of adoration. And Joe never thought he'd adore Hazel as much as he did, because he kept a tight circle usually. But Hazel....Hazel was Hazel. She wasn't fake, she wasn't someone who tried to be someone else, she was loyal and trustworthy and genuine and Joe just knew he could talk to her about anything.

Joe had never admitted it to anyone, but he had always thought that even from the start that she had a beautiful soul. And even if it were cliche, he had never met someone who was like Hazel. And he was glad that the person he did meet was Hazel. Maybe it was the look in her eyes when she greeted everyone in the barracks as he stood cowering in the corner pissed off at Bill Guarnere for the fight that broke out between the two of them, and then the anger that resided with him the rest of the boat ride. Maybe it was the fairly firm handshake she had offered and the way her eyes were gentle enough to tell a different story compared to the rest of the company. Maybe it was because she didn't approach him, asking what the other girls would ask; a dance, a kiss. Maybe it was because she had accepted Joe for who he was and didn't seem to care that he was a real asshole or that he was someone who would fight people, until his hands dripped crimson red blood, down his knuckles and into his fingers.

Maybe it was what she had said to him, as she looked into her eyes, without fear, that sometimes people fought because they fought for what they believed in. Maybe because instead of doubting himself for launching at Bill, he actually believed it, for a probable cause. Joe didn't know what it was, why he was the way he was, but Hazel had accepted him for him - and she always seemed to do that with every person. Joe Liebgott felt there was no higher strength than that.

Soft Joe? YES MA’AM. Need I even say more about this scene.

The Two Beans Defending Each Other

Joe and Hazel, the two peas in a pod they were, were practically inseparable after the events of Nuenen and especially her ongoing sickness which fought her throat like a dragon in a cage. So there they were, passed out and exhausted as they snored silently side by side curled in balls like those cats you saw in the window shops on Main Street. But Joe, being the person he was, cared for his friends in any way he could. He agreed, he was an asshole, but he was asshole for specific reasons most of the time. But with his friends, that was different. Especially a friend, a best friend at that who was sick and was kept up at night by coughs or a fever or the chills.

Over the past few weeks, he had been staying closer to Hazel than before, making sure she ate and drank, making sure she slept and was warm and if there was medicine that Gene could provide that she could get some. And so sleeping next to her, was another way to make sure that if she started coughing, he was there, to make sure he patted her back, and got her water. But he'd always been that way whenever one of his family members were sick. He was cocky, and admittedly rude sometimes, and he had a crude sense of humor, but family and friends were important and when he cared, he cared; he didn't try to hide that. And many of the men knew that about Joe. When Joe cared about someone, he did everything in his power to make sure they were alright.

And in this case, it was Hazel. Catherine looked up from her cup of water towards Joe and Hazel who were curled up, sound asleep and smiled softly. Catherine truly admired their companionship. They were complete opposites, yet they were best friends who understood each other like the backs of their own hands. If Hazel was doing it, Joe probably was as well and where ever the one went, the other followed. And they acted like actual children, but knew when to get serious. And if you messed with either one of them, hell came for them.

I can’t preach enough about these two having each other’s back, it’s the cutest thing and it makes me so soft. But Joe being by her side as she is horribly sick, is one of the purest things ever, just to make sure she’s okay, I can’t even describe how important it is that he sticks around as she is so ungodly sick. (+Joe Liebgott punching Cobb out the week before for saying something about Hazel, but maybe that’ll be another post :))

Physical Touch > Comfort

Hazel watched Joe come up the dike, her eyes softly resting on him. Joe met her eyes from across the large area. Hazel bit her lip and then slowly approached Joe who stood, seemingly waiting to rip off someone's head. Joe didn't scare Hazel, whether he was happy, whether he was sad, whether he was upset. She never feared a friend. She never feared someone she trusted, but sometimes they broke your heart in the end. And that's where Hazel was careful. But Joe. Joe she trusted deeply. Hazel looked up at him, as he tried to contain himself, contain the anger that seemed to want to spill past every inch of him. Hazel slowly reached forward and gently pushed up the brim of his helmet from his eyes. Joe felt his eyes close at the soft touch. When he opened his eyes next, Hazel's soft eyes were watching his. Her eyes then went to his neck. She slowly reached to his wound and gently touched the skin on his neck. He flinched.

" Make sure you get that checked out, Joe." Hazel whispered softly. Joe looked at her and forcefully nodded. He was angry, so angry. Hazel knew that physical touch calmed Joe more than anything; it was something his mother had always done from what he had told her about Mrs. Liebgott. Liebgott had told Hazel that his mother would always try to hug him, brush her hands through his hair or scuff it up to annoy him, gently pat his shoulder, give him a rub on the back. So Hazel slowly reached forward and adjusted his collar and the part of his ODs which buttoned up on the front. Joe watched his friend, her gentle eyes remaining so focused even after the chaos of the battle they'd just gone through, the little bit of her tongue poking out from her lips as she remained focused on adjusting the front of his ODs, her freckles more prominent from the constant sun she had been getting, the way her blue eyes flitted about. Joe slowly reached up and wrapped his hands around Hazel's, causing her to look up towards him slowly. Joe let out a shaky breath, attempting to calm himself. Hazel always calmed him down, even if she didn't know it. Joe then didn't hesitate to slowly wrap his arms in a trembling hug around her neck and pull her into his arms. Hazel slowly hugged him back, pulling him close, holding him there. Sometimes the boys needed to be held, it was human nature.

Hazel comforting Joe, quite possibly is the purest thing I’ve ever written in my life and the fact she makes him calmer and more controlled makes me love them even more!! <3

Joe Returning From His Neck Wound

" Guess who?" a voice asked and Hazel's eyes widened.

" The life size Hershey bar?" Hazel asked quietly, a small smile starting to bloom on her face.

" I think better than that." the voice said and Hazel slowly turned her head.

" Joe!" Hazel cried, shooting up from her bed to wrap her arms around his neck. She heard Joe laugh in her ear as he wrapped his arms around her, bringing her close. She cuddled her head into his neck, a small smile on her face, as she squeezed her eyes shut. She had missed him more than she thought.

" I missed you Joe." Hazel said quietly so only he could hear. She felt his chest rumble, he chuckled. He smelled like pine, a good pine scent, the one you smelled in winter in the mountains, sorta like when you would get a Christmas tree, and there was that familiar hint of smoke. It was comforting.

" I missed you more, Parker." Joe said and Hazel grinned. Hazel just squeezed him tighter in the hug, he was back and he was here.

THE LIFESIZE HERHSEY BAR I SWEAR I LOVE THIS PART

PARIS

There’s too many good parts in the Paris chapters to even sight, so I’m just going to tell my own view on it, where we finally see Hazel trust Joe enough to tell him about her past, where Joe finally realizes he loves her after the French Aritst drew her and all we see is his interior monlogue of the entire thing of him just straight up ADMIRING her. And Hazel telling Joe about her past, trusting him enough to know, is something VERY important to her and to both of them because Hazel doesn’t tell many people so telling Joe is H U G E. And then of course the Effiel Tower and he helps her DANCE AGAIN because dancing centers around the bad memories of her father who left her and we see Joe really starting to fall in love. AH. It just makes me so so happy to see it and there’s too many adorable things to sight so here’s the chapters:

57 through 58: https://my.w.tt/v6dzKHBML8

Joe Tells George About His Feelings (+Their Underrated Friendship)

I really wanted to bring about the friendship of Joe Liebgott and George Luz, because I feel like they’d be a chaotic duo and writing them is always chaotic and it is HILARIOUS but also full of brotherly love and just Joe telling George about his realization of his feeling for Hazel. We start to see Joe, really starting to get these feelings, but also remembering there is a war on and getting attached could easily get any of them killed in the end, so it’s very much a tough mental battle.

Joe and Hazel Talking About Lieutenant Dike

Honestly these two gossiping about Dike gave me so MUCH LIFE.

" Sergeant Lipton, he told me you had to go on OP duty. Supposedly one's been dug out." he said.

" Sir, what OP, there's multiple." Hazel asked him quickly, confused.

" He said there's one around here." Dike said looking past her and Joe, " I'm not sure, he just told me to find you and that you and Powers I believe are on duty first."

" Yes, sir." Hazel said as Dike nodded and then walked right past them. Hazel and Joe watched side by side as Dike walked away, with the audacity to be whistling as he did so.

" We are in the middle of a fucking war, right?" Joe muttered. Hazel glanced at Joe.

" I don't think he cares." Hazel said. And that wasn't in any way going to be beneficial to the men and women of Easy Company.

" You sure you're staying warm?" Joe asked Hazel as they approached the foxhole where Shifty sat, cleaning his weapon.

" Yeah, of course I am." Hazel said.

" Well, you're tiny, Hazel, and tiny and cold don't exactly mesh if you think of it." Joe said as Hazel smirked. She watched Joe's eyes search hers softly. Joe wished he could do something more to make her warmer, but he could barely maintain 98.6 for himself. She looked like she was freezing.

Hazel Tells Joe About Life After The War For Her

" What's on your mind?" Joe asked her, watching as she glanced towards him and a small laugh escaped her.

" It's stupid, Joe." she said. Joe quirked a smirk her way.

" Really? Try me, Parker." Joe said and Hazel grinned, shrugging.

" I don't know, as a little girl you always think about life when you're older and stuff like that," Hazel said and Joe watched her softly, " I've just been thinking a lot about life, after the war." Joe dropped the smirk and a smile filled his features.

" Just the little things, what I might name my first daughter, or what pictures I might hang up in my living room, just little things like that." Hazel said, with a shrug, a small smile. Joe watched Hazel smile and then loop her fingers together, nodding softly.

" You got a name in mind?" Joe asked her and she glanced towards him, fighting down the tiny blush that was on her cheeks.

" I don't know," she said, a nervous giggle escaping her lips, she never had told anyone she thought about this often.

" Why you nervous, it's just me?" Joe said as she giggled softly again.

" Juliette." Hazel said quietly, with a small nod, before peaking up at Joe who watched her intently, " Not from Romeo and Juliet, but the French way. There was a girl in my elementary school who spelled her name that way and she was always so nice to me. I've always liked the name." Hazel smiled fondly, as if a memory were resurfacing in her brain.

" It's a pretty name." Joe said and Hazel looked up at Joe.

" Yeah," Hazel said," I don't know, it's a unique spelling, I like it." Joe smiled at her, and she smiled brightly back. Even in the cold, she found a way to smile and that warmed his heart because currently she was the only thing making him smile.

ACK MY HEART. but for me this scene I felt was important because even in the middle of the war, Hazel is still thinking about life afterwards and CHILDREN something so innocent, so gentle, so kind, so warm, something to vastly different from that of the horror of the cold and blistery Bastogne.

Hazel and Joe After the Solo Patrol

" How was it?" Joe asked her, and she glanced up at him. Hazel let out a sigh and shrugged.

" Just seeing his body there," Hazel said shaking her head, " it wasn't what I expected to see. You know, I was just thinking of what his parents are going to think when they get his dog tag." Joe looked at her.

" He was only a year younger than me," Hazel said, shaking her head.

" I know I'm not the most sentimental type, Hazel, but I know when something's bothering you. You know you can talk to me, I am your best friend. I hate to think you'll keep it on your chest," Joe said as he looked her way. Hazel's heart warmed. Hazel smiled at him, and Joe noticed her dimples show up. They always did when she smiled. She curled her knees up to her chest and let out a sigh.

" Thank you, Joe," she said quietly looking at him in the silence of the snow falling outside and hitting the top of the tarp. The two looked at each other, as Hazel's eyes seemed to shine in the night. Hazel gently took his hand in hers and began gently curling and uncurling his fingers. Joe watched her, his heart pounding faster and faster by the second and she didn't even know.

" You're still wearing this?" she said with a slight giggle, touching the bracelet she had given Joe, which lay on his wrist.

" Of course I am," Joe said, as he watched Hazel smile.

" You just have a little piece of me," she said, her fingers like ice on his skin, and Joe watched her smile. Then she looked up at him and her smile grew, like a child in a candy store.

THIS!! They can have a very REAL conversation about life, but then can easily make each other feel so much better with just a few words, even just a look, they just know how to make one another feel better, to keep humanity around, something the war deprives them of.

Chrismtas 1944 -> Singing

I wanted to make a scene on Christmas Day 1944, where we see the group have a bit of humanity, singing Christmas songs in the snow, a bit of that realness, that human like atmosphere or Christmas that they all miss still very real and very prevalent in most cases.

" Sleigh bells ring, are you listening..." George sang joyfully, wrapping his arm around Bill's shoulder, before poking Bill's ear. Bill swatted at his hand as George chuckled.

" In the lane snow is glistening, a beautiful sight we're happy tonight, walking in a winter wonderland..." Bill sang and George gave a whoop. Hazel laughed lightly before looking back at Joe.

" What?" she said softly, reaching forward to tilt his helmet up from his dark eyes.

" Happy looks good on you." he said with a small smile. Hazel blushed and thanked God for the darkness that night provided. Thank God for the darkness.

" Joe..." she whispered.

" I'm serious, you've been through a lot, and seeing you happy, it's a nice sight to see." he whispered softly to her. Hazel let out a tiny giggle, looking down at her hands, before looking back up at Joe. He was smiling.

IT JUST MAKES ME SOFT OKAY I NEEDED THIS AFTER ALL THAT ANGST :(((

Joe Comes Back From Being Winters’ Runner

This scene centers heavily on Joe coming back from being Winters’ Runner at Battalion for a few days, but eventually was sent back to the company because of the way he was with prisoners, but it is between him and Hazel. And normally Joe’s this soft sorta guy around her, but when he approaches her, he’s glum, and dealing with a lot of emotions of anger and hate. And Hazel doesn’t tell him “Joe, you have to be happier.” No, she tells him straight up, that it is okay to feel those things and in time you will get better, but those sad feelings are okay, and I feel that was important between them and for Joe to hear from Hazel, for her to tell him, it is okay to feel things, those sort of emotions. But by the end, we see him lighten up a bit, because I mean Joe with Hazel? He can’t help but soften up.

" It's okay to feel that, I feel it too," she said softly rubbing his arm," your emotions, they're important, it's okay to feel that way." God, Hazel made him so happy, even with just a sentence like that.

" I don't think I've told you thank you enough," Joe said glancing at her. She quirked an innocent brow.

" Just, you're always there for me and my bullshit," Joe said shrugging as she smiled.

" And you're there for mine." she said with a toothy smile from under the brim of her helmet. Joe's heart warmed.

Quiet Comfort

That night, at the dinner line, it was so quiet. Catherine didn't show up for dinner. Hazel and Lizzie were there, but they were so quiet and closed off, that they could barely talk with tear filled eyes, and red, blood-shot eyes. Joe Liebgott sat next to Hazel that night, on the log from earlier that afternoon, as she pushed the food around in the tin. Joe could see her holding back her trembling lip, as well as the tears that wanted to fall from her eyes. So Joe decided to sit beside her and eat quietly, and not say anything. Hazel needed him to know that she appreciated him just sitting there, without saying a word. She slowly reached forward, and grabbed his hand with her gloved one without even making eye contact. She interlaced their fingers, sucking in a shaking breath as she did so. Her hand was cold in his own warm one, but Joe knew it meant the world to Hazel. Joe knew that as thanks from her, especially right now.

To Hazel, Bill Guarnere and Joe Toye meant the world to her; they were like big brothers, always looking out for her, protecting her, defending her, comforting her, just there for her, so she’s hurt after they get wounded, and Joe knows that he just has to sit by her side and not say a word to let her know that he’s there.

Joe And Hazel Talk About The Stars and Sadness

THIS SCENE IT IS SO UNGODLY IMPORTANT FOR BOTH OF THEM - for Joe to come and see Hazel upset and ultimately comfort her and let her know that he’s there for her, it just ACK.

" I'm sorry your sad, Hazel," Joe whispered beside her and she looked at him, " I wish there was something I could do to take it away." Hazel watched his eyes search hers and smiled gently; she knew he was truthful in his words. Joe Liebgott was always truthful to her, no matter what, they were best friends.

" Can you just stay here with me?" she whispered softly, as her eyes welled with more tears.

" Yeah," Joe said immediately, a small smile on his face, " of course, what type of best friend would I be?" Hazel let out a slight giggle that settled Joe for the moment. Joe gently wrapped an arm around her shoulders and she rested her weary head against his shoulder, shutting her eyes. Joe brought her as close as he could, her tiny body, shaking in his grasp as she lay there so quietly.

" I'm glad we're friends you know? Best friends?" Joe said quietly, " Remember I told you how fascinating it was to see your love for the stars? Or how caring and kind you were to everyone and how strong you were?" Hazel gently looked up to meet his eyes with her own and she smiled softly at him.

" How'd I get so lucky to have a friend like you?" Joe said to her and Hazel felt more tears rush to her eyes as she watched him, his face turning blurry from the tears.

" Do you want to tell me about the stars?" he whispered softly, brushing a stray tear from her cheek that trailed down from her sad, blue eyes.

" Yes," she whispered softly watching him and she saw him smile.

" Alright, get comfy," Joe said as she giggled a bit cuddling into his side, and they looked up towards the gleaming stars.

" I'm excited," he whispered as if he were a kid about to watch a movie and Hazel giggled.

Okay so this scene is actually much longer but I wanted to show Joe’s comfort levels from letting her know she’s there, making her feel better, staying with her to comfort her, to hold her, just let her feel safe finally, that sort of thing, and letting her talk about whatever she wants and then ultimately being the most patient listener and it makes me S O F T AHHHHHH I swear these two ruin me.

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I AM SORRY THIS IS AS LONG AS IT IS O M G i promise to control myself, but i was like screw it i love these two so much and they deserve this post :) i hope this works!! but i’ll be happy to do ad astra, as i’ve said, because i didn’t realize how long just the soldier of stars would be OMG LOL!! i had so much fun because i relived so many adorable moments that i forgot happened and i can’t thank you enoguh for this post on my little, innocent babies who deserve happiness and the world ;) thank you so so much, truly!! <3

#band of brothers #hazel parker and joe liebgott #the soldier of stars #friends to lovers #THIS IS SO LONG I AM SORRY #SO SO VERY LONG #LIKE L O N G #AHHHHH #but i love them with every fiber in my body so it was worth it :)#PLEASE YALL IM SORRY FOR HOW LONG IT IS

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folklore first listen

pls feel free to ignore this, i just wanted to record my screaming on my blog so that i can refer back to it and laugh at myself someday x

The 1

THE PIANO OMG I LOVE IT AND I LOVE THE BEAT I looooove THIS SONG IT’S SO NOSTALGIC WHO THE FUCK IS IT ABOUT OH MY OGD IM SCREAMING also the swearing I’m living… ok seriously who is this about I am losing my mind. This is so bittersweet I’m ?!!!!!!!!!!!! I REALLY LOVE THIS

CARDIGAN

I ALSO LOVE THIS WHAT ITS’ SO NOSTALGIC and the music video is so pretty wit the green and she looks like an actual forest nymph with the piano and the water and it’s all incredible. YOU DREW STARS AROUND MY SCARS BUT NOW I’M BLEEDING???????? BITCH. THE LYRICS IN THIS ARE FUCKING INCREDIBLE WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK OH MY DISJFASLDFNSADF OH MY GDO I knew you’d linger like a tattoo kiss??????? MAAM?

The last great American dynasty

SO INTRIGUING HOW SHE WROTE THIS??? WHAT IS IT ABOUT? IDK BUT I LOVE IT

Exile

BON IVERRRRRR I LOVE THE WAY HIS VOICE SOUNDS IN THIS AND THE CHORUS IS HAUNTINGLY BEAUTIFUL and the background vocals… omg. This album his the most unique thing she’s ever written I????? I LOVE HOW HER VOICE SOUNDS N THE CHORUS. ‘You were my crown now I’m in exile seeing you out’? YOU KNOW LIKE I CAN IMAGINE THESE SONGS AS THE SOUNDTRACK TO SO MANY OF MY FAVOURITE FANTASY BOOKS IM LOSING MY MIND. ALSO OH MY GOD BON IVERS VOICE AT THE END HOLY FUCK!!!! THIS IS SO GOOD THIS IS ONE OF HER BEST DUETS IM LOSING MY SHIT this song is incredible I am in LOVE

My tears ricochet

TRACK 5 TRACK 5 TRACK 5 AHH I LOVE HOW DEEP HER VOICE GOES AND THE BACKGROUND VOCALS OMG. Oh my god the chorus I am in love, I love her voice sounds so raw on this album, we haven’t heard that in years IF I’M DEAD TO YOU WHY ARE YOU AT THE WAKE CURSING MY NAME?? OMG. This is fully giving me like fae woodland imagery I just love it, the vibes of it all! AS YOU BURY ME? OH MY GOD IS SHE A GHOST IM SCREAMING I LOVE THIS PERSPECTIVE. HOLY FUCK HOLY FUCK THE BRIDGE!!!!!!!! THE LINES ABOUT SCREAMING. THE BRIDGE IS UNBELIEVABLE AND THE WAY IT JUST FADES OUT I?

Mirrorball

Omg I love the vocal effects! This is full indie pop vibes I AM DIGGING IT. OH MY GOD THE CHORUS BROOO OK I OFFICIALLY LOVE THIS SONG IT’S EXACTLY THE KIND OF MUSIC I LIKE LISTENING TO. ‘Drunk as they watch my shadow, edges glisten’ oh wow the lyrics in this album are fucking otherworldly. Oh fuck this is agood bridge. I really cannot wait for all the analysis of this album by smarter people because I am not understanding BUT I AM LOVING IT. ALSO IDK WHAT A MIRRORBALL IS BUT I LOVE IT ANYWAY. How does she know such fancy words, I want her brain

Seven

‘I ht my peak at seven’ ok but same? HEYY SHE MENTIONED MOON AND SATURN I AM LIVINGGGGG. It’s so soft and wistful, those are the vibes of this album so far and I am really LOVING IT. PLEASE PICTURE ME IN THE WEEDS BEFORE I LEARNED CIVILITIY I USED TO SCREAM FEROCIOUSLY ANY TIME I WANTED?? IM YELLING I LOVEEEEE THESE LYRICS OH MY GOODNESS

August

ONCE AGAIN I LOVE THE VOCAL EFFECTS, I LOVE THE WAY HER VOICE SOUNDS. Omg the chorus is catchy! I love the way she sings ‘I can see’! OK THSI SONG IS ONE OF MY FAVOURITES I MEAN JUST LISTEN TO IT? I HAVE BEEN IN A STATE OF SHOCK SINCE LAST NIGHT BUT THIS IS MAGICAL ETHEREAL GROUNDBREAKING NEVER BEFORE SEEN INCREDIBLE PERFECT. OHH GOD THE BRIDGE IS COMNIG UP- YES IT’S AJFDSNAFKJSDFAF SHE WROTE THIS SONG IITS’ SO GOOD MISDFN JASDNFLJK SO MUCH FOR SUMMER LOVE AND SAYING US CAUSE U WERENT MINE TO LOSE!!!!! OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! TAYLOR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This is one fo her best songs ever EVER OMG AND THE BACKING VOCALS AT THE END AHH AND THE BEAT DROP TAYLOR WHAT THE FUCK YOU’VE OUTDONE YOURSELF A G A I N ??? IM NEVER GONNA RECOVER FROM THIS FUCK

This is me trying

Firstly, this song title is such a mood, especially this year. The beat in this song s so good - THIS SICK BEAT. AHH THERE IS THS COOL INSTRUMENT IS IT A VIOLIN IDK BUT I LOVE IT OMG. ‘THEY TOLD ME ALL OF MY CAGES WERE MENTAL SO I GOT WASTED LIKE ALL MY POTENTIAL AND MY WORDS SHOOT TO KILL WHEN I’M BAD I HAVE A LOT OF REGRETS ABOUT THAT II WAS SO AHEAD OF THE CURVE THAT THE CURVE BECAME A SPHERE I FELL BEHIND ON MY CLASS LATE UNTIL I ENDED UP HERE POURING OUT MY HEART TO A STRANGER BUT I DIDNT POUR THE WHISKEY! Oh god the ‘AT LEAST IM TRYING’ MAAAAM. THAT LAST VERSE FUCK FUCK FUF ASJDO FUCK THE BUILD UP. Listen I don’t know what the fuck this song is about but I do know that I love it I ADORE IT I FEEL LIKE EVERY SONG IS BETTER THAN THE LAST WHAT THE FUCK

Illicit affairs

I’m so intrigued by the title of this song! I LOVE the guitar in this song omg it’s so soft and wistful? IT DIES A MIIIILLIOON LITTLE TIMES……….. I love the little falsettos, that you picked out just for HIM! Take the words for what they are, a dwindling mercurial HIGH a drug that only worked the first few hundred times AND THAT’S THE THING ABOUT ILLICIT AFFAIRS AND CLANDESTINE MEETINGS AND STOLEN STARES they show their truth one single time BUT THEY LIE AND THEY LIE AND THEY LIE A MIILION LITTLE TIMES. LOOK AT THIS IDIOTIC FOOL THAT YOU MADE ME YOU TAUGHT ME A SECRET LANGUAGE I CAN’T SPEAK WITH ANYONE ELSE and you know damn well for you I would ruin myself a million little times. Holy fuck I have 0 words this is. Unbelievable it’s sunning I LOVE the bridge? I?

Invisible string

Oh lord I am not ready for this one. I love the way she sings the pre chorus! Were the CLUUUES I didn’t see—ee-ee. Omg this song is actually so cute. CHAINS AROUND MY DEMONS? WOOL TO BRAVE THE SEASONS? HOW THE FUCK DID SHE WRITE THIS IT’S SO GOOD IM SPEECHLESS also I LOVE the strings in this song, I love the production of this entire album tbh. It’s so chill and stripped back and it makes you focus on her vocals which sound soooo good.

Mad woman

TAYLOR SAID FUCK TAYLOR SAID FUCK TAYLOR SAID FUCK IM LIVINNGGGGG. ANYYWAY I LOOOVE THIS IM DIGGING ITTT I LOVE THE CHORUS EEEEK. the second verse omg I love the anger, the bitterness, you can HEAR it in her voice! It’s obvious that wanting me dead has already brought you two together??? EEK THE BRIDGE a spinster? What a shame she went mad… YOU MADE HER LIKE THAT OMG BITCH

Epiphany

Omg the intro build up - I love it. This sounds like a church choir? Is this about a soldier in war? What? It reminds me of Dunkirk or something omg. This is again so haunting, very slow and the piano only adds to the somber tone

Betty

WHO? IS? BETTY??????? Oh hey this is a gentle intro with this instrument that sounds familiar but idk what it is but I love it. I love the melody in this omg! SHE SAID FUCK AGAIN SHE SAID FUCK AGAI NOGAS JDFHLDSDKFLD TAYLORRRRRR WOULD YOU TELL ME TO GO FUCK MYSELF??? IM ONLY 17 I DON’T KNOW ANYTHING BUT I KNNOW MISS YOU! BITCH!!!!!!!! This is about like a lost first love! Anyway I really looove how her voice sounds in this and the melody…. I DREAMT OF YOU ALL SUMMER LONG OMG THE BRIDGE IS INCREDIBLE!!!!! Omg awww the only thing I wanna do is make it up to you so I showed up at your party?? AHH THE KEY CHANGE INI THE LAST CHORUS EEEEKKKKKK OMGGGGG WILL IT PATCH YOUR BROKEN WINGS I’M ONLY 17 IDK ANYTHING BUT I KNOW I MISS YOU OMG THE REFERENCE TO A CARDIGAN AGAIN!!!!!!!! AND THE STREETLIGHT! IM YELLING I LOVE THE PARALLELS AND THE MOTIFS and you can just hear the childish innocence int his song, I love it

Peace

This intro is SO COOL AND I AM VIBING HARD TO IT, I LOVE THE GUITAR IN THE BACKGROUND? Ok oh god I really like this one. The devil’s in the details but you got a friend in me I— THIS CHORUS IS AMAZING I ADORE IT. Omg this might be one of my favourites. Holy fuck I cannot get over how good the lyrics in this album are!!!!!!! I TALK SHIT WITH MY FRIENDS IT’S LIKE I’M WASTING YOUR HONOUR! Sit with you in the TRENCHES? Omg! WHAT IS THIS ABOUT I AM YELLING!!!!!!!!! ‘Clowns to the west’ oh hey that’s me. EEK THE SOFT KEYBOARD IN THE BACKGROUND - YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Hoax

Last song? Ma’am I am not ready!!!!!!!!! THE PIANO IN THIS OMG. The chorus….. it’s beautiful……….. YOUR FAITHLESS LOVE’S THE ONLY HOAX I BELIEVE IN OH MY GODDDD. I’m yelling I love this so much. I loooove the angst of the chorus, the resignation that this is the one love she wants, even if it’s faithless! ‘You know I left a part of me back in New York’… THE LOUIS TOMLINSON PARALLEL DAFJKHASFKADS (I know you left a part of you in New York). ‘What you didd was just as hard’ omg what did he doooo?? MY KINGDOM COME UNDONE AHHHHH YOU HAVE BEATEN MY HEART! WHY IS THIS SONG SO BITTERSWEET IM ???????

#leanne speaks #folklore #folklore lb

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little-dragon-stories · 4 years

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Damage done Part 1

One time… You did it only once and it happened to break Jiyong’s heart. If at least you had confessed immediately the truth to him. If you hadn't let your feelings get into the story, maybe you could be happy today. But you loved each other intensely and you betrayed him.

Pairing: reader and Jiyong

W.C 3742.

Warning: Angst (happy ending?? Not sure yet!). Deep sadness, alcohol (don’t drink and drive yall), eventual smut, broken heart Jiyong, bad words, what else? Read the warnings before each part please.

Note: I’m not used to write angst. My natural «unicorn, fluffy cotton candy and cute little kitten» side wanted to take the lead of this fic. But hey! I kept it under control :) I hope you will enjoy this fic. It was suppose to be a one shot but I think it will be good to take a break between the parts. Enjoy :)

Note to my princess @aspaceformyself: Thanks hun for reading it like 3 times just to make me feel more secure about my work. Your encouragement helped me a lot. Thanks for inspiring me this angst, you are the best. Love you.

2 years ago

In the air came the smell of alcohol, sweat, cheap perfume and sex. There was almost no light in this smoke-filled bar. The music, a heavy beat with insignificant words yelled by a wailing voice, ignited the dancers on the dance floor. That people could enjoy or even just dance on such bad songs was beyond your comprehension. You never came into that bar, it’s not your kind of place. Normally you don’t really go out to be honest. But tonight, one of your best friend, a member of ‘the marvelous’ as you call your group of friends, specially requested to come here. Apparently her favorite actor comes here often and she wanted to have a snatch on him. This also, is something that you don’t understand: the fascination people have for celebrity, the excitement that some people have when they are placed in front of a public figure even if they don’t like or appreciate them that much. Some would just lose it completely and act differently. Well, you guess that it’s not your business after all.

None of you knew before coming here that to enter the bar you needed to have a VIP pass or your name needed to be on the invite list. After your friends were met with a stubborn «no» from the doorman, you tried your best to change his mind by exposing your cleavage and taking your sweetest voice. Fortunately, you didn’t have to play the seductress for too long because in 30 seconds he had drool coming from his mouth and he let you in against the promise of a dance before the end of the evening. You said yes of course, knowing too well that he will forget about you in no time, seduced by the next pretty girl that will flash a little skin under his nose. Why did you have to do that? It was never like you to expose yourself like that!

«Our little Y/n has some great arguments» one of the marvelous said, grabbing her boobs to show her point. «Of course she does, that little bitch» another one added.

«Can you please stop talking about my boobs like I am not here» you pleaded adjusting your dress, trying to cover the parts that you generously exposed seconds ago.

«It’s probably her outlandish appearance that pleased men like that, she is so exotic» you hear one said.

«Men are so stupid»

Your friends laughed and grabbing your hand, they dragged you as close as they could to the VIP zone. A zone that was not visible from your side of the bar in which celebrity, apparently, have access to enjoy a dance floor but while enjoying some intimacy. You noticed that your friends were trying to look through the mirror wall and one of them was even placing her hand over her eyes as if she is protecting herself from the sun. You started to laugh out loud, tears running down your eyes when you noticed her attitude. If she was offended, she didn’t let you know because a waiter was coming in your direction.

Your friend, the one who dragged all of you here tonight, experienced a bad break up recently. She cheated on her boyfriend and expected him to forgive her like nothing really happened. After all, as she argued, she was drunk when it happened. This shitty argument was also beyond your comprehension and you tried to tell her, that her behavior couldn’t be forgiven as easy as 1-2-3. But your arguments met a wall and remembering all the previous conversations you had with her, you knew there was no point in losing your time and words arguing, she would never get it anyway. So for tonight, the only thing you could do to show her some “support” was drink and enjoy a night at the bar. That is exactly what you did. You drank a shooter after another, a cocktail or 2 and then a soju&beer. You hit the dance floor with one of the girls, slapping an anonymous touchy hand here and there. You might be drunk but you still have some self-love and there is no way in hell you will let a pure stranger that you don’t even find attractive touch you.

Between the drinks and a couple of dances on bad music, you came back to meet with your other 2 friends. They have found a table near the VIP entrance of course and they were snitching inside each time the door would open. Each time you noticed their attitude you smiled at them, really, they were funny tonight.

At 0h35 precisely something really strange happened. You will always remember the time it was because it’s exactly at this time that your life took a new turn. A dark turn.

«Maam, can you follow me please» a tall, muscular man asked you politely.

«Me? Why?»

«Someone in the VIP room would like to meet you» You started to laugh, certainly too much for the circumstances if you judge by the faces that met your eyes. You could blame it on all the booze you drank, if you would care.

«I’m afraid I won’t follow you sir».

«WHAT», «ARE YOU CRAZY» and «NO, NO, NO, she will follow you, she is just joking around» you heard your friends told the man, panicked.

«No girls, I ain’t going anywhere»

«I think she’s disconnected with reality» your broken hearted friend said.

«Tell the man that she is coming IF we are coming with her» the arrogant one claimed. Well yes, that could work. After all, it will cause you no pain, you thought, and the girls will be happy.

«Yes sir, tell that to your mysterious man. If my girls come, I will too».

He leaved and opened the door. He didn’t have to say anything, someone from the inside probably watching you from behind the miroir wall, gave him an instruction. He kept the door opened and gestured you to come in. All your friends started hopping while walking as they dragged you in.

«Dear lord, I haven’t sign for all this shit» you murmured for yourself absolutely not impressed by the turn the evening was taking.

When you arrived in the VIP zone, you were quickly plunged into another world. First, you had to leave your cell phone and purse at the door and then because the room was full of people dressed in big brands. You didn’t belong here and you didn’t want to belong either. An inner howl assailed you and you found yourself longing to flee.Turning around on your heels, you collided with a tall and broad-shouldered man handing you a flute of champagne that you just ignored.

«Hello gorgeous, it’s the first time I see you here» Oh! No! This is the worst pick up line you ever heard, so common.

«You just called me gorgeous. Really?» you snapped. Where is your shitty attitude coming from tonight?

The man didn’t flinch at all, instead he started to laugh.

«You have to forgive her please Jonghee oppa, she is completely drunk» you heard your supposedly broken heart friend said from your left side.

«You know him?» you questioned.

«Of course, he’s Kim Jonghee, everybody knows him» she said, keeping her eyes straight on him. «Hi oppa, it was nice of you to invite us here» She was openly seductive, forcing her voice to give it a languid effect and anyone with the slightest bit of judgment could immediately say that her gentleness was forced.

«It’s ok, I wanted to meet up with that beautiful lady in the gold dress. I had no choice but to invite her here» he said, staring at you from head to toes.

«I suggest you not to lose your time on me. To be honest, I am not at my best right now and nothing you will say or do will make me want to follow you. '' His face went blank, probably surprised to be turned down.

«If you didn’t understand the message, let me make myself clear. I won’t follow you home tonight. No easy sex for you, at least not with me» you barked. Yes, really, something was wrong with you. You could see by just looking around that all the woman in the room were longing for him and here you were. You didn’t have the time to analyse your behavior, a great burst of laughter made you turn your head in its direction. That’s when you saw him for the first time, the most beautiful man that you ever laid your eyes on. The man that was about to shake your world upside down.

He was straight behind you. Mesmerizing. Ravishing. Handsome. You had no actual words to describe the effect he had on you. Not so tall but still taller and wider than you, a delicate frame, an angelic face with a cute mole on the right cheek. His lower lip was luscious and red surmounted by a bit thinner but no less appetizing one, both reunited in a mischievous smile. And his eyes, god… his eyes were brown, almond shaped, sparkling. Maybe his eyes looked brighter because he was drunk too, you will never know. Whatever reason it was, his eyes shone with intelligence and charm and you were seduced right away.

«You’ve been told Jonghee» he said to the man who was flirting with you. «I would take it as a definitive no if I was you» he added before he bowed his head to you smiling.Then, he continued on his way to the back of the room, looking in your direction before he sat at a table with some other people. You think that you recognise one of the women, you have the impression that she is the rapper CL.

«Well young lady you are not short for words, I love it.'' You looked at the man that just speak, ready to burst but before you could add anything, your friends took your arm and excused your behavior. They asked him for a minute of privacy.

«Y/n, he’s the reason for our presence in that very bar. Oh! My! God! Life is so unfair. Why is he even trying to hit on you, you little bitch» your broken-heart friend told you.

«Well, because I am irresistible of course» you joked «We all know that among the 4 of us, I am the most successful with men» you continued suddenly overconfident for absolutely no good reason. You never had that much success with men. At least, not with interesting one according to your tastes.

«But why in hell would he, the man of my dreams, wants you and not me. This is so unfair» she whined, almost throwing a tantrum in the middle of the VIP zone.

You were drunk and not giving a shit about anything but mostly her attitude annoyed you.

«I don’t know man. You ask HIM» you snapped at her.

«Y/n, can you please stay quiet for a few more minutes, it’s the first time we are invited in the VIP section and we would like to enjoy it a little longer» the kindest of the quatuor asked. «please, pretty please» she asked with her puppy eyes.

«Ok, I will but just because YOU asked me nicely»

«Thank you. I know, you are having a bad time recently but please, I am begging you, y/f/n just got dumped, it ain’t easy for her either. Would you try to smile and endure a little longer for me, please?» You kissed her chubby cheek and smiled the most radiant smile you could go for tonight, hoping it won’t look like a grimace instead.

«Yeah, yeah. But I am telling you, in 15 minutes I am going home with or without you»

«60?»

«30»

«DEAL» she beamed.

The man named Jonghee came back with drinks for all of you. Too careful to accept a drink that could contain God knows what and remembering your promise to hold your temper back, you politely declined this time. All of you went to sit at a table, has the initiative of the actor whose name you had already forgotten. As you sat, you saw on the other side of the mirror wall for the first time. All the party people dancing along the loud music, the way they flirt with each other. People using the mirror to check their makeup or remove food from between their teeth, trying not to be seen by their conquests of the evening. Nothing that happened on the other side of the bar could be hidden from the VIPs here. That made you sad, now that you see it. You feel like you were part of a big circus, some curiosity from another world. With all the money people seemed to have here, of course you were a curiosity from another dimension.

All of you continued to drink and talk, joined by other people from time to time. You found yourself eyeing into the back of the room a couple of times, each time you did, your eyes met HIS. Normally, you would have shyly hide your blushing face from his view, embarrassed because you got caught looking at him. Tonight though, driven by an internal force you never possessed, a false insurance or even by the level of alcohol in your blood system, you smiled at him. It happened once, twice and thrice. An obviously growing interest in both your faces each time your eyes met. Your friends never saw what was happening, lost in a conversation with Jong “something”. When the beautiful man found himself close to you and offered you to join him, you accepted his hand and followed him gracefully to a more private spot. You didn’t look on your back to see what was happening with your friends, enthralled by the stranger that you now know is named Jiyong. Jiyong, what a beautiful name. You love the way he pronounced it, the musicality of the 2 syllables. Literally, everything that came from him charmed you. The way he smiled, the way he looked at you but mostly everything that was coming from his mouth. He was brilliant and you had a very interesting conversation about what was going on on the other side of the glasses. You were trying to guess who among the couples on the dance floor were new conquests or already in love. It was a funny and deep conversation at the same time, you could see that Jiyong was a deep person with not only a beautiful smile but with a head on his shoulders. When he leaved for a bathroom call, you looked at your cell phone that kept buzzing against your leg on the purse beside you. You looked at the messages on the «marvelous» chat.

Friend 1: ‘Y/N YOU LUCKY BITCH. YOU COLLECT MEN LIKE A FEMALE VERSION OF DON JUAN’.

Friend 2: ‘Leave her alone, she deserves it’

Friend 3: ‘But the catch she just made tho… I’m JEALOUS’

Friend 1: I guess she won’t do anything anyway WHAT A WASTE

How do they know about him? Is he a celebrity too? It’s a possibility considering his charisma. You’ll have to ask him what he’s doing in life. You’ll do it later, he was coming back.

«Y/n, it’s almost closing time. I normally don’t do this but I’m having such a great time with you»

«I have a good time too. I was upset tonight, you managed to calm me down»

«I can tell, I tamed the wild cat, have I?» he chuckled shyly. How can someone laugh and be embarrassed at the same time? He was so seductive.

«Well… without any bad intentions behind this, would you like to come to my place? I don’t want to be seperate from you already. If you’re not tired of me, of course.»

The effect those words had on you, almost like you had happy bubbles inside of your stomach. He was sweet, polite and charming but hey, you knew too well that «no bad intentions» was only bullshit.

«Oh well, yes. Yes! I’d like too»

«Good, let’s go» he smiled reaching out his hand palm up.

«Let me tell my friends that I am leaving without them»

«Of course, look, I’ll wait for you outside. See the man there» he pointed a man completely dressed in black «he will bring you to my car when you’re done, if that’s ok for you?»

«Very good, let me a minute or two»

When you arrived at the table where your friends were, you still had a high level of alcohol in your body. Playful, you told them.

«I guess I will score tonight! I’m leaving with him ladies and gent»

«I hate you», «bitch», «be careful» they said at the same time.

«Jesus, he’s so pretty and kind and wonderful» you said, dreamy.

«Jiyong hyung is indeed very charming» Jonghee said «I guess he got the catch of the day». That comment insulted you but you decided that beside making him “the face”, you will let that leave it unanswered. On a playful mode you proposed.

«Girls, let’s make a bet»

Before that fateful moment, you had never made a bet. Not a single one. You always found the bets childish and not respectful. But tonight for some reason, the words escaped your mouth in front of your friends, Jonghee and another man that you never saw before.

«What do you want to bet» The broken hearted inquired.

«I bet 250$ that I will have sex not just once but twice with him because you know, he will ask for more»

«Someone is confident»

«Y/n, baby you shouldn’t bet like that, what’s wrong with you» your kindest friend said.

«You bitch»

«I am super confident. He invited me without intentions, his words. But I bet we’ll have sex anyway»

«Deal», «Deal», «Holy mother fuckers! Deal»

And like that, you just ruined all your chances of happiness.

Present day

Jiyong’s POV

He was ready to go home when he recognized you coming in the restaurant. He had already eaten dinner and was about to leave. When he saw you coming his way, he almost lost his mind. If his mother hadn’t been with him he would have stood up and fought you hard. It was 2 years ago and he still remember as if it were yesterday. The humiliation, the pain you caused him. The way you played with his heart. He could never forget or forgive you.

Seeing you grin from ear to ear made him mad. How could you forget so quickly? Was he just an omen in your life? Did he even count? And most of all, who was that man with you? No, he needed to do something. He couldn’t let you like that, happy while he’s still recovering from you. He sent his mom to the car and moved nearer to your table. It was the first time he saw you since that ill-fated day and you didn’t lose any of your charms. Your eyes were still glistening and your smile dazzling. The sound of your voice, he will remember that sweet melody for the rest of his life, charmed him the exact same way it did back then. If only he’d never met you, maybe he’d be happy today.

«Y/n!, I see you’re still using your charms against us, men»

The man you were with, a co-worker that you appreciate very much, choke on his water when he recognized Jiyong. Trying to stand up to greet him with a bow, he was stopped in full motion by Jiyong’s coldness.

«Stay on your chair, you don’t need to be polite with me since you’re older. Right?»

«Jiyong, please, don’t make a fuss here»

«I didn't think what people said could bother you. You ain’t superficial, aren’t you?»

«Jiyong...»

«Oh! I forgot! You are superficial, my bad. I guess I forgot everything about you already»

«I’m really sorry about that, maybe we should go somewhere else» you told your co-worker.

«Don’t bother, I am leaving. It was a pleasure seeing you again» and turning to face your friend «Sir, if I were you I wouldn’t trust a single word that comes out of that pretty mouth. She is a maneater»

He regretted his words when he saw the big tears flooding your cheeks.

«Jiyong, I am so sorry. I keep blaming myself day after day. If you knew how ashamed I am of myself».

«Spare it Y/n, keep your fake tears for the non initiate. I paid the price once, that was too high a price to pay. On that, I wish you goodnight»

Jiyong needed to rush home, a destructive impulse suddenly took hold of him. He felt the need to hit something, preferably without witnesses since his bandmates and him were involved in way too much scandals throughout time. Seeing you tonight made him relive those painful moments when you betrayed him. How could he let his guard down like that and let you reach his heart. It was, however, not his habit to trust people so easily. The only time he did it so blindly, he was trapped, manipulated and trampled on. Never again will he be so vulnerable to someone. Never again will he divulgue such intimate secrets and reveal himself. Never again will he fall so low that he would rather die than face another day.

When he arrived home, he headed to the bar. No, he is not going to do that again. He is not going to empty bottle after bottle, mourning your absence, mourning his lack of you. Not after all this time, he doesn't want to fall again. His friends had to threaten to have him interned in rehab so that he could take care of himself to finally return to his life. Only he was now pretending to live fully. He was in fact only an excellent actor, the cameo of his own story. They wouldn’t understand, they haven’t been with you.

Driven by a mad rage, he let out a cry and slid all the bottles to the ground in a great crash. Nobody wouldn't understand him like you made believe you did.

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asexualastarion · 4 years

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For the album ask game... how about The Black Parade?

oh ABSOLUTELY. i LOVE you. this is all subject to change at the drop of the hat bc im wishy-washy and i love all of these songs anyway so

this got WAY too long so i am putting it under a readmore shhvkldlkdgjlkdsj

not including b-sides:

1. Teenagers- kind of a basic pick i know, BUT, in my defense, the song slaps. it’s such a fun song, especially when you’re singing it at the top of your lungs. the guitar part is super cool too- im trying to learn it rn but it’s a slow process bc im bad at guitar.

2. Mama- what can i say. it fucks. the old time-y feel, the harmonies/background vocals, the layers. the guitar goes so fucking hard. banging lyrics- “you should’ve raised a baby girl, i should have been a better son��??????? songs to be trans to.”but the shit that i’ve done with this fuck of a gun” is the kind of lyric that you can only properly convey if you’re screaming it at the top of your lungs. the whole ending is just. mind blowing

3. The End.- LISTEN!!!!!!!!! the end is WAY TOO FUCKING UNDERRATED!!!! oh my goddd i love it so much. i love it SO much. it’s such a perfect beginning to the song. the lyrics are great (”now come one, come all, to this tragic affair” if you look in the mirror and don’t like what you see, you can find out first hand what it’s like to be me”, “another contusion, my funeral jag. here’s my resignation, i’ll serve it in drag. you’ve got front row seats to the penitence ball, when i grow up, i want to be NOTHING AT ALL!!! SAVE ME!!! GET ME THE HELL OUT OF HERE!!!! SAVE ME!!! TOO YOUNG TO DIE, AND MY DEAR!!! IF YOU CAN HEAR ME JUST WALK AWAY AND TAKE ME!!). the bit with the snapping and the ooooohs is fun too. such a good song, it could honestly be 1 or 2 but my ranking system isnt based in logic and makes no sense to even myself

4. House of Wolves- house of wolves was my favorite mcr song for a good chunk of time, but as a result i’m kinda burned out on it, which is why it isn’t higher. however it is still number four because it’s objectively a fucking amazing song. the guitar is so fuckin fun, the lyrics are great, and it’s just. fun to dance around and sing it at the top of your lungs. you better run like the devil cause they’re never gonna leave you alone!!!!! tell me i’m a bad, bad, bad, bad man!!!

5. Welcome to the Black Parade- the big man itself. the titular song. their biggest hit. a lot of people shit on wttbp for being popular and, like, pretty much the only song of theirs to ever be on the radio anymore (and even then it’s once in a blue moon), BUT. it got popular for a reason. it’s a really good song. i love the structure of it, i love how it builds and builds and builds. the lyrics are wonderfully done- “a world that sent you reelin from decimated dreams/ your misery and hate will kill us all”, the whole “do or die, you’ll never make me” stanza is The Ultimate rallying cry. and the “im just a man, i’m not a hero” is just. ughghghdlkslakdjglsdkg. the titular song of an album entirely about death and dying and misery being SO hopeful and SO upbeat really portrays the album as a whole much differently- mcr is known as The Emo Band because, yeah, their aesthetic is dark and their songs touch dark stuff but they have never been all whiney and boo-hoo-y and melancholic for the sake of melancholy. there’s always been a positive note to their music and a lot of people just don’t get that which makes me sad. anyway. wttbp is fun and i like it and i like the drums and the trumpets at the end. marching bands fuck

6. Blood- ok so the pattern here seems to be that i favor the fun songs over the slow ones, and blood sticks with that. much like with mama, i love the old time-y feel. i love that this is like a fun little bonus ditty to end the album on. the lyrics are silly and fun and jovial, and the piano is great. love it and it makes me happy

7. Disenchanted- OUGHH. OUUUUUGH. i know cancer is objectively the saddest song on the album, but disenchanted just hits different. “when the lights all went out, we watched our lives on the screen/ i hate the ending myself, but it started with an alright scene” just DECIMATES me, man. the acoustic guitar is a nice change of pace, and the vocal performance is just. so fucking emotional. especially the “woahhhhhhhh-ohs” at the end. great song, makes me Feel Emotions

8. The Sharpest Lives- ok so i know this is pretty much in the middle of the list, but i want to stress that i dont hate any of the songs on this album, so even the middle of the list is pretty fuckin good imo. the sharpest lives makes me go batshit. the lyrics are so fucking wild. “a light to burn all the empires, so bright the sun is ashamed to rise and be” is SO fuckin sick like OH my god. what a line. also “there’s a place in the dark where the animals go/ you can take off your skin in the cannibal glow/ juliet loves the beat and the lust it commands/ drop the dagger and lather the blood on your hands, romeo” like WHAT?????????????? GERARD POPPED OFF W THIS ONE FOLKS!! also i love how at the beginning the whisper-y vocals bounce from ear to ear. also “so why don’t you blow me......a kiss before she goes” is fuckin hilarious. honestly this song should be higher but i havent gone through a phase where i’ve been obsessed w it yet so it stays down here for now. one day it will take hold and be all i can listen to for a month straight and THEN it will climb the ranks.

9. Cancer- makes me cry like a liddol baby. my mom doesnt let it play in the car cause it makes her too sad. twenty one pilots covered it and it was FUCKING AWFUL so the song is kinda ruined now cause i can only think about their shitty cover. like the AUDACITY. but anyway besides that the song is heart wrenching and amazing. the hardest part of this is leavin you!!!!

10. Dead!- look, i know technically the end. and dead! are the same song/ are just continuations of each other but i’m listing them separately bc dead! is, to me, the worse of the two. not that it’s bad or anything, it just doesn’t pop off the same way the end. and all the songs before it on the list do. however i do love the guitar at the beginning and the solo, and the “one! two! one two three four! LA LA LA LAs” are super fucking fun.

11. Famous Last Words- i used to hate this song!!!! i truly did!! it’s obvs not on the top of my list now or anything, but i have grown to appreciate it a lot more than i used to. like with wttbp, it is the silver lining of the album that betrays its optimistic side. it’s a happy final message to a dark album. the ending is fucking amazing. I am not afraid to keep on living!!!! i am not afraid to walk this world alone!!!!!!

12. Sleep- Sleep is, unfortunately, just kinda boring in comparison. i almost forgot to even put it on the list. however, i do like the “the hardest part’s the awful things that i’ve seen” and the “a drink, for the horrors that i’m in. for the good guys and the bad guys, for the monsters that i’ve been” lines. also the “three cheers for tyranny, unapologetic apathy!” line. but overall it’s just. eh

13. This is How I Disappear- i have. complicated feelings on tihid. on one hand, it reminds me of my favorite oc, re, and is on their playlist. on the other hand, i have grown bored with it over time. it just doesn’t stand out to me at all really. that being said, i do really like the “who walks among the famous living dead” and the “can you hear me cry out to you” stanzas.

14. I Don’t Love You- while i dont think idly is a bad song at all, it just simply isnt my kind of song. i do think gerard’s vocals are extremely strong throughout, especially during the “when you go, would you have the guts to say/ i don’t love you like i loved you yesterday” line. like wow ok maam please continue. but overall i just dont vibe w breakup songs bc i cant relate

including b sides: 1. Heaven Help Us

2. Kill All Your Friends

3. Everything else

4. My Way Home is Through You

my reasoning:

heaven help us is tied for my favorite mcr song Of All Time. everything about this song is catnip for lil old me. the angsty christian imagery, the vocals, the guitar. all of it. the lyrics make me lose my mind, especially the “will you pray for me? or make a saint of me? and will you lay for me? or make a saint of- cause i’ll give you all the nails you need/cover me in gasoline/ wipe away those tears of blood again/ and the punchline to the joke is asking ‘SOMEONE SAVE US’” and the “you don’t know a thing about my sins/ or the misery begins/ you don’t know, so i’m burnin! I’m burnin!!!” parts. like i absolutely vibe with this song so fucking hard. i sing it constantly, it’s great to sing (very stimmy for me), it sounds beautiful. i am obsessed with it through and through

similarly, kill all your friends also speaks to my very soul. i can’t pick favorite lyrics bc id just have to copy and paste the whole song. i love the build-up, i love the time progression throughout the song (it’s been TEN FUCKING YEARS since i’ve been seein your faaaaaace rounnnnnd heeeere), i love the “you’ll never take me alives”. literally everything about this song makes me emo. it just Gets Me. it’s literally about my greatest fear. all my friends growing up and moving away and getting on with their lives without me, leaving me to rot in my hometown waiting for them to return. we only see each other at weddings and funerals, so it’s time to kill all your friends so we can party when the funeral ends!! it’s probably tied with heaven help us, but i’m putting it at number two just because it didn’t hook me as strongly as hhu did. it’s more of a strong, steady favorite than a “this song has latched on to my very soul and i have to listen to it on repeat over and over and over again”, if that makes sense. it’s still in my top 5 mcr songs though

i never vibed with my way home is through you. i don’t listen to it often, and i just don’t really feel it. it’s not bad, it’s just. eh.

anyway if you’ve read this far down i love you so much. thank you for listening to me ramble, mcr means a lot and i love to infodump about my music tastes. i really really appreciate being given an opportunity to do so <3

#mcr #asks #anon #SERIOUSLY. ILY. MWAH.

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t-shrt · 4 years

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cute qs

doing it jst cos its fun lmao; qs by @sweetestsuggest

1. what languages can you speak? english, indonesian, some japanese! used to be able to use it in convos but now im super rusty

2. describe your ideal/perfect day? when everything feels harmonious...hopefully w a visit to the beach too :)

3. who do you love most in your life? me lol

4. what color are your eyes? do you like them? dark brown, im okay with the color lol

5. favorite candle scent? vanilla!

6. favorite type of flowers? blue/red roses, sunflowers

7. if you could smell like anything all the time, what scent would you pick? elie saab’s le parfum honestly lol

8. favorite constellation and why? haven’t really explored constellations lol...ill get back 2 u on that 9. what color is your favorite and why? blue all the way! idk i’ve been loving it for as long as i remember; maybe cos its a comforting color to me...idk its just Nice lol

10. do you prefer the ocean or the mountains? the ocean !!! 11. favorite type of weather? describe it? warm sun gently shining on u + cool breeze u cud feel on ur skin n ur hair 12. what are you most passionate about in life? making myself happy n on the way it’d be super nice if i could help others grow too 13. favorite songs? at the moment: selene - niki; i’m good at goodbyes - bibi; not shy - itzy; on the way - jhene aiko; big poppa - the notorious B I G; so, soo pretty - lany 14. what is your go to snack? used to be gummies but im kinda watching what i eat nowadays :( so nowadays i go for carrots w hummus or bell pepper lol (delicious btw) 15. chocolate or strawberry milk? uhmmm chocolate! 16. do you like journaling? if so, what do you journal about? i used to journal! but nowadays i don’t really 17. what are your biggest dreams in life? i guess to be able to do something with my art skills... that isnt only for me 18. what are your religious beliefs? ooofff im gona pass on this q my dude 19. would you rather have 100 kittens or 100 puppies? 100,000 kittens :( but tbh id be giving them away n keeping probably 5-10 since i don’t trust myself enough lollll 20. cotton candy or funnel cakes? cotton candy pleaseeee 21. do you prefer hand holding or cuddles? cuddles! lolol 22. favorite place in nature to be? describe what it looks like or post a photo of it? the beach :))) i find so much peace in relaxing on the beach. either during the day when the sun warms up ur skin n makes them shimmer golden brown as u lay with ur sunnies and summery music playing on ur bluetooth speaker, children running around making sandcastles; teens and adults playing volleyball or flirting or wtv; or intimate hangouts when the sun is setting and the waves are slowly crashing, as u share ur deeper thoughts to someone else 23. is there anyone you'd die for? who? my nephew probably 24. do you have any unusual fears? what are they? intimacy HAHAh 25. museum dates or aquarium dates? art museum dates pleaseee <3 26. favorite fruit? i like peaches, blueberries, mangoes, bananas 27. do you have long or short hair? which do you prefer to have and why? i have long hair! on me i prefer longer hair cos i have a rounded face shape; i really do wish i could pull off short hair cos it looks so chic on some people :| 28. what makes you happy? feeling in control of my own life; seeing my family and closest friends genuinely happy 29. do you collect anything? if so, what? now... probably lipstick? lol 30. favorite sea creature? ummmmm i have no idea...maybe dolphins? 31. talk about the person you love most? she’s been through a lot and she always manages to pull through despite so many doubts, all whilst retaining a good deal of kindness in her heart, that she’s learned to accept as a strength instead of a weakness. she’s learned to use that kindness more for herself and for the people that actually matter, instead of spreading herself thin, and i’m very proud of her. i’m looking forward to see how she’s going to own more of her special, wonderful sides that makes her uniquely her. 32. favorite soda? dont drink soda lol 33. have you ever dyed your hair before? what color(s)? yes maam i do so every year now lol. i’ve always been pretty safe, it’s always a brownish color, either slightly lighter or darker but it’s always been in that spectrum. 34. favorite emoji(s)? 🥺♥️💘😭(when used 4 laughing purposes) 35. how tall are you? 157 cm :((((((( 36. if you could travel anywhere in the world,where would you want to go? taking covid out of the picture, japan lol. but with covid in the picture, honestly, home :(

37. favorite number? 8! and 11 38. are you a night owl or an early bird? night owl.......... 39. favorite holiday? how do you usually celebrate it? christmas + new years probably lol. partying or sleeping in !!! 40. favorite movie(s)? (not in order) whisper of the heart howl’s moving castle her garden of words 5 centimeters per second eternal sunshine of the spotless mind harry potter 3 lotr 3 before sunrise sleepless in seattle

#tag

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naveenkumarchandra · 5 years

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I have received multiple requests, thus, here it is, a comprehensive topic wise book list and strategy to prepare PSIR.

Hope it helps, Good Luck!

Now, let me first begin with congratulating you guys on your decision to prepare for this exam. Although it is definitely just an exam but I am sure that many of you must have taken some very tough decisions and sacrificed a lot to begin this.

Let me give a very brief introduction, my name is Naveen Kumar Chandra, did my graduation from IIT Roorkee, passed out in 2015, I will be joining the IAS through CSE 2017. I am already in service, that is civil service, the IRPS through CSE 2016. My optional is PSIR, I got a very decent 153 in paper 1 last year but my marks in paper 2 disappointed me, a lowly 93, this also led to a great slide in my rank and I missed the IAS. This year, I improved a lot in Paper 2, securing a good score of 150, it is an improvement of 55 marks, which could’ve given me IAS last year itself, but I took Paper 1 very lightly, not even read the entire thing once completely, my soccer thus, came down to 130, this again made me miss the top 100.

So, the first lesson is, NEVER IGNORE ANYTHING, EVEN YOUR STRONG POINTS.

I have over 2 years, come to develop a comprehensive way to study PSIR, which led me to score good scores in both the papers.

But, first things first. If you have opted for PSIR, I guess it must be due to some underlying reasons, like:

Interest

Background

Overlap with GS

Scoring Nature

Now, if your reasons are first 2, then great. But, if your reasons are the bottom 2, let me clear a few doubts and bust a few myths. There is indeed a huge overlap with GS and it is also true that you might not need to study a lot of topics owing to your studying them for your optional. But, the answers demand different things, this was my mistake the first time around, as I didn’t join any test series, out of over confidence, of either mains or prelims, I didn’t realize that my optional answers and GS polity answers were similar, too deep for GS.

Then, if you have are in due to the scoring nature and the recent good results, then, this is never ever a surety. The results of a particular optional can go up or down but yes, a good student is rewarded even in a bad year of his optional.

Let us now come to some generic tips which will help you in your entire optional preparation:

Don’t end up doing a research project, stick to your syllabus and UPSC demands, you don’t have that much time and neither is it required.

Too many books, too much trouble, just pick one book and follow it religiously.

Make your own notes if you have time, you will end up memorizing a lot of it.

Always practice answer writing, daily, without fail.

Don’t try to impress strangers, by buying books with fancy names, and becoming a collector. Even if you love books, I know it can be a temptation sometimes, it was with me, but you will have time later to read them.

I will now cover the syllabus, as comprehensively as possible:

PAPER 1 PART A:

Although there are 10 topics to be covered in this part, they can all be clubbed under 2 main headings,

Political theories and Ideologies: This would include the theory of power, equality, justice, state, democracy etc

Political Thought: This would include, both, western and Indian political thought.

First and foremost, let me be very honest, I would recommend you guys to get Shubhra Ranjan’s Notes, not that they are sufficient enough to score well but, they are a very good foundation, especially if you have never ever read the subject. The process would thus be, go through the topics from the notes, you are now good to add to your knowledge, fill the gaps and complete your preparation. You might feel a bit weird about this, but as I mentioned, your goal here is to clear the exam and not to write a PhD thesis.

Once you have thus read the first part(a) as mentioned above, then, you have to refer to the respective chapters in the book, ‘Introduction to Political Theory by O.P. Gauba’. You don’t have to read the entire book, as many topics have indeed been covered quite comprehensively by Shubhra maam. The areas you need to focus on are, theory of state, justice(apart from rawls, especially his criticism), equality and affirmative action amd concept of legitimacy and authority.

You have to make additions to the notes or you can either decide to take up the topic from zero. I would suggest that, even if you are using Shubhra Ranjan’s notes, you would need to add a lot to them, thus, it is better that you make your own notes, in the process you will memorize a lot by writing.

Now, for part (b), western political thought has been covered beautifully by her. You would only need to read a book to get a new perspective and add a few scholars and their views but even if you don’t want to, you can do that. The book I would recommend is, ‘Western Political thought by Brian Nelson. It’s a beautiful book, I love it and its not that heavy a read either, if time permits, you must read it and fill in the gaps in these areas, J.S. Mill, Bentham, Rousseau and Marx.

Now, for Indian Political thought, you must read, V. R. Mehta, reason being Indian Political thought is not that well covered by her.

Also, you must develop a way to correlate certain thinkers from the same and opposite parts of the world, example, Machiavelli and Kautilya, Gandhi and Marx, Gandhi and Ambedkar, Ambedkar and Marx, Plato and Aristotle, Socrates and Plato, Hobbes and Locke, Bentham and Mill etc. Must make a note of the similarities and differences in their core philosophy.

PAPER 1 PART B

This part is again divided into 11 topics, I would again like you to club them into 3:

Indian Constitution and Government

Indian Polity

Institutions

For, 1st topic, you must get P.M. Bakshi, it is the bare text of the constitution, develop a habit of carrying it with you and reading it whenever you get a chance. Then, other very small but useful book to get a head start is S.C. Kashyap’s OUR CONSTITUTION.

After that, you can go through Shubra Ranjan maam’s notes, once you are done, you can add and fill gaps by referring to B.L. Fadia.

For the next part, which is mainly about the peculiarities of Indian Political system, like caste, communalism, regionalism, ethnicity etc, you can rely on her notes, she has covered it quite extensively, after that, you can buy Oxford Handbook. It has some beautifully written chapters, on these areas.

This paper, the first one, is more of what we call a static nature, that is, it contains mainly things and concepts which might not change. What you have to make sure is that you get the views of some contemporary as well as some classical commentators and experts.

PAPER 2 PART A

The second paper, part A is divided into 11 topics, I clubbed them into 3 major ones:

Comparitive politics

Theory of International Relations

Major Groupings

The first topic here is the most neglected one by Shubra Ranjan maam, maybe she took it lightly or maybe she has covered others better, whatever be the reason, you can’t rely only on her. For this part, the best source is IGNOU BA study material. Quite surprisingly, they cover the topics exactly as given by UPSC in its syllabus. One very great book that I would recommend you must read is Global politics by Heywood, it is an excellent work and would supplement the entire syllabus beautifully, don’t read all the chapters though, stick to the syllabus.

For the second topic, you can rely completely on her notes, she has done a great job in covering them. But for one topic in particular, the changing nature of international political order, you will again have to refer IGNOU material.

For the third topic, you will again have to go through both the notes and the IGNOU material, especially for SAARC, ASEAN, NAFTA, UN, NIEO and CMEA in particular.

PAPER 2 PART B

This is again a part with 8 points, divided by me into 2:

Foreign Policy

International Relations

This is perhaps the most dynamic of all the 4 parts. You will have to make sure that not only are you going to refer the standard books but some innovative mediums as well. Some very excellent sources are, apart from following foreign policy commentators and columnists in the Express and the Hindu, the website of MEA, you get some brilliant lectures and videos there and RSTV’S India’ World.

For the 1st topic here, you can read, apart from her notes, ‘Does the elephant dance’ by Malone.

For the 2nd topic, you will have to more heavily rely on her notes and the artices in the newspapers, you can also read one or two issues of foreign policy magazines. Although here, you will make, note of some country and region specific scholars and commentators, like retired ambassadors, UN representatives, Foreign Secretaries etc.

This is the entire book and material wise strategy. You must make sure that you have at least 10-15 scholars on your tips, for the entire syllabus, many of them, classical ones like Gandhi, Ambedkar and Nehru are very useful in Paper 1 Part A, while many contemporary ones like P.B. Mehta, C. RajaMohan, Suhas Palshikhar, Shashi Tharoor etc have written on a variety of subjects and thus can be used very intelligently in the entirety of the syllabus.

Again, you must also make it a point that theoretically static answers cover the core points first and the periphery is indeed the periphery, not the centre.

It must also be kept in mind that your answer must be a very healthy mix of static and dynamic.

Now, a few tips on how to approach answer writing, here, you must concentrate on the following points:

Be precise and to the point

Quote scholars

Write in paragraphs

Try to write in a good hand writing and underline important points

Make it a point to include the recent events wherever possible, especially in IR

I would now like to conclude, it’s a great subject and would fetch you great marks, some would say that they read it for 3 months only, that too only Shubra Ranjan maam’s notes and they succeeded, that might be even true but it’s an exception and their sheer good luck, there is no guarantee that they would even get a 100 marks if they wrote again, same is true for this approach as well but it surely does one thing, it minimizes your risk and you should always try to be sure then sorry.

I wish you luck, if you guys still wanna ask something, you can on quora, I write there regularly.

Thank You

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Undercover ~ Part 2

HI everyone! I’m sorry that it’s been so long since I’ve posted anything but I’m hoping that changes this week. Also, I know that this is a short chapter but i wanted to get it done so I can move on with the main part of the story...

- Love from Phee x

As you strolled through the MI6 corridors, you had your tea mug clasped tightly in your hands to warm them as you had come in from the cold winter air. Taking a sip, you used your butt to open the door to Agent Ford’s office.

“No, Agent Miller, it is unnecessary for you to participate in the Kabul mission and you most definitely do not have the clearance for the current high-priority mission.”

Agent Savannah Miller, a girl who was a couple years older than you with long straight black hair and sun-tanned skin stood rigid in front of Ford’s desk. Agent Alexander Ford, however, looked ready for the floor to swallow him whole as the young agent persisted in telling him about her ‘capabilities’.

“Hey Agent Ford, who now happens to be a single father with a daughter who’s an upcoming actress in the MCU, it’s lovely to see you.”

Savannah turned to glare at you. “Can’t you see you’re interrupting something?!”

You furrowed your brows. “If by something you mean you being rejected by Agent Ford for present and upcoming missions based on your clearance because you don’t qualify for the next level, you should totally be grateful for me turning up and giving you an excuse to stop embarrassing yourself.” You smiled sweetly.

She snorted and rolled her eyes. “Oh please, as if you weren’t going to do the same thing. And becoming an actress? You’re going to be burned.”

Flopping onto an armchair, you flung your feet onto the desk. “Oh you mean completing a mission assigned by the board which includes going undercover as an actress in the biggest film franchise as a part of the Beynin mission? Of course, I’m definitely here to grovel.”

The agent curled her fists tightly before rushing out the room with her file and slamming the door behind her.

Agent Ford looked down his nose at you from where he stood at his bookcase. “Was that necessary, L/N?”

You beamed. “Absolutely.”

He chuckled and shook his head. You had known Savannah Miller since you had joined in the same year and had gone through the training courses with her but she had always been overly competitive, despite the fact you were always one stage above her. Since then, it had been as if you were arch enemies and you always took great joy in annoying her in anyway possible, mostly just because it was funny for you to see her so wound up. Besides, if any agent was ever specifically given a mission by the board it was a big deal; they were like gods because they were never seen and you only got told things either about them or what they had said.

“Debrief now, L/N.” Agent Ford ordered, as he adjusted himself in the seat.

“The audition went great, I’d say considering the comments they said once I was out of ear-shot almost guarantee that I got the role. Sebastian Stan likes me because I speak Romanian, the directors liked me because of my unique skill set. They were all clean as well from what I was able to get.” You were blunt and to the point. “Oh yeah, and thanks for the suite by the way, it was definitely appreciated.”

Ford looked up at you from his files“That was a decision of the board, I only agreed.”

“I suppose they’re trying to kiss up to me since they’re burning me.” You sighed and lent back in your chair, head tilted back.

“I am also concerned about this issue; it is unlike them to burn agents of your stature.”

You looked weirdly at him. “You mean they normally burn agents?”

Answered by a look, you simply sighed again and took a long, satisfying, sip of your tea as you closed your eyes.

“Go home, Agent, you need your sleep and I will make sure that you are informed of any changes in the case.”

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The next morning saw you reading quietly, wearing an over-sized t-shirt and warm fluffy socks. The laptop was playing music quietly as you awaited for any alerts on either the case or the results of the audition - realistically, those were far more important. Despite always having loved acting, you couldn’t help but wonder why you were going in as an actress to the operation when it would far more sense to pose as a camera assistant or a makeup artist or, quite frankly, just any thing that wasn’t on camera.

Pulling you out of your reverie, your laptop began to incessantly ping as alerts and notifications began to come through.

You had gotten the part.

As the iPhone next to the laptop began to ring, you quickly picked it up without glancing at the Caller ID. “L/N.”

“Miss L/N, I am calling to inform you that you have earned the role of Anastasia Rzhekaya in the new Marvel film, ‘Captain America: Civil War’. Congratulations. An email has been sent to you detailing all dates and places where you need to be and a copy of the script that you will need to have started learning by next Saturday afternoon which is when we expect you to be on set.”

You blinked. “Wow! Thank you so much for this opportunity and I promise i won’t let you down! I’ll be there. Thank you again for this - you won’t regret it!” You giggled down the phone at the woman.

“Alright ma’am, Have a good day.”

“You too!” You squealed as she hung up before rolling your eyes. You were going to need to get that script ASAP.

You decided to ring Ford and fill him on everything that had happened as you packed bags that were organised by purpose (safe to say, your guns weren’t with your shampoo) and to tell him to get tickets booked so you could fly back out and re-acclimatise to Atlanta, Georgia because it had been a couple of years since you had been there last.

Admittedly, your acclimatising included vast amount of retail therapy that happened to make you walk the city and memorise its layout whilst dining in fancy restaurants at the expense of a certain intelligence agency. In your defense, they shouldn’t have given you an agency card for ‘equipment and undercover purposes’ and failed to take it back, which therefore made it entirely their fault... obviously.

Toast hanging out your mouth, you watched your printer print out your script, which you’d have memorised in a few days. Putting all of it in a ring-binder foler, you placed it in your hand luggage

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