Every person has two dates on their wrist. One is when they die and the other is when they find their soulmate. What happens if both dates are the same?
Warnings:Angst galore but with a happy ending, I swear!
Hope you guys enjoy, saw this prompt and I couldn’t NOT write the angst. Tbh, I kinda hate myself a little hahaha but it’s HEA, so don’t worry!
Jughead watches the city skyline from the fire escape stairs of his apartment, the smoke from his cigarette blending in with the scenery. He brings it to his mouth, taking a slow drag, enjoying the bitter taste it leaves on his tongue.
He catches sight of the numbers on his right wrist, not really needing to read them to know what they say.
Everyone on the age thirteen wakes up on their birthday with a brand new set of dates on their wrist, the first signaling the day you meet your soulmate and the second indicating the day you die. A little too dramatic and boring, in Jughead’s opinion, knowing when you meet your end definitely changed a person’s behavior… but he might be biased, bitter or both because on the morning of his thirteenth birthday he found out he would die the day he met his soulmate.
Funny, hilarious even. Of course, nothing in his life could ever be simple or easy. No, Jughead Jones and the easy way were complete strangers to each other. It wasn’t easy when his father got passed out drunk every day, it wasn’t easy when his mother had finally had enough, choosing to ran away with Jellybean… and it certainly hadn’t been easy when his father got locked up in jail for covering a murder.
So, when his thirteenth birthday came around, he was excited if not a little wary. Maybe something would turn out right for him. Jughead remembers with clarity the way his heart stopped inside his chest at the numbers, rubbing his eyes with the palm of his hands because his eyes must be seeing wrong, this had to be a mistake.
The lead weight right on his sternum had made it difficult to breathe as he let his wrist drift to the bed again. It made no noise but Jughead could still feel its phantom echoes on the now empty cavern of his heart.
The world simply didn’t want him to be happy, it seemed. Happy was uncharted. A town from which he’d been exiled, doomed to be forever wandering its edges but never really become a resident.
So, after days and weeks of brooding, Jughead decided to make something with the remaining years he had. He turned all his emotions onto his writing, the words being the only thing keeping him anchored to the real world. People came and went, but words remained a constant.
That’s how two years ago found him staring at his book, proudly sitting on the bookstore’s shelf next to other best-sellers. A genuine smile on his face, a flicker of happiness. Well, at least I’ve made a little mark in history.
His next breath comes out shaky against his will, he knew this day was coming, feeling like this was useless. He had everything ready, all the paperwork indicating that her sister would get everything he ever owned. Detailed instructions about how to proceed with his work were written on the draft of his next book series he had already written, furiously typing into his beaten up laptop, feeling the countdown on his wrist mocking him at every beat.
A part of the profits from his work would go to Fred and Archie Andrews. Jughead doesn’t really speak to Archie anymore, figuring it was best to just save him the trouble of dealing with a dead best friend at the age of 27 years old, but he would never forget how the Andrews gave him solace when he was so lost.
Jughead stays there, looking at the sleeping city that is so completely unaware of the tear that rolls down his face, his last goodbye, the last tear he would shed.
A part of him feels at peace because it all meant he wouldn’t feel hollow anymore, he would not have to wake up and go through the motions of it all, Jughead would just… finally rest. The struggle would be no more.
It’s funny, he thinks watching the sunrise, how much time one could spend talking or writing about it but usually not taking the time to actually witness it. The sky seems to be putting on a show just for him today, as if it’s bidding him goodbye, filled with deep purples, blues and the shade of yellow-orange the sun brings.
He spent a lot of time thinking about what he could do with this day. Considered not going out at all, or just wander through the city… but now that it is here, he’s not sure how to react to his impending destiny. Luckily for Jughead, the roar of his stomach makes the decision for him. He changes into his favorite clothes, a small comfort, but the beanie stays on the box meant for his sister.
The streets look the same. Logically, Jughead didn’t expect anything to change once he died, but he can still feel the resentment towards these clueless people that are just going to keep on living. He scoffs at the sudden bitterness of his thoughts.
He makes his way to this little cafe near his apartment, wanting the taste of their coffee and pancakes for at least one more time. Maybe even get a milkshake.
Jughead people-watches like he usually does as he waits for the traffic lights to turn red again. Thinking back on this moment he will later realize that if he hadn’t been people-watching, he might’ve not seen anything at all.
A little girl, big eyes and brown curly hair, is running. A big smile on her face, too lost in the innocence of the game to realize the light is still green and there’s a car approaching quickly.
“Caroline!” a woman shouts from the sidewalk, eyes wide in horror and the car keeps moving, honking.
If time had been passing slowly all day for Jughead, right now it feels as if it has finally stopped. He doesn’t understand exactly what is going on, but he feels himself sprinting across the street towards the girl before his mind can react. He reaches her, pushing her somewhat roughly out of the way, watching as the little girl falls backwards with a shocked expression, her mother screaming on the background.
Jughead had always been curious about how exactly he would die, if he was honest, and he can’t help but to think about how ironic it is that after knowing this day would come, it still catches him by surprise when the car slams into him.
His chest is on fire and he cannot breathe properly, flashes of faces come and go along the sounds of screaming and sirens. Jughead can barely distinguish words as his body is being pulled into an ambulance, or at least that’s what he thinks they’re doing.
The sound of doors closing and the bumps of the road that make him groan with every harsh movement, the wet sounds of his breathing in the small space. He vaguely notices he’s shivering even if he’s not cold, instead, he feels like he’s burning up from inside out.
Jughead hates the infinite struggle, he wishes he could just die and be done with it. He vaguely wonders why he never considered throwing himself off someplace high. Each difficult breath makes him want to scoff, remembering him of the character he wrote that gets hit by a car. If he has a chance to re-write it, he would because the agony is highly inaccurate to the simple pain he had inflicted. He should’ve George R. R. Martin the motherfucker.
The sudden movement of people lowering the stretcher to the ground, then forward, makes him cough and whimper a little at the pain that causes. In a haze, he’s able to open his eyes for a few seconds, the pristine white of the ceiling and its lights blinding, a flash of blonde hair that catches his attention before he’s unable to keep his eyes open anymore.
It feels like he just blinked but he’s under a blue ceiling now, the lights look closer and a constant beeping noise is making his head hurt badly. He distantly feels his body being moved from one stretcher to a firmer surface. His body feels numb, the wrong kind where you know you should be feeling something instead of nothingness.
His head moves to the side just before a person moves closer to him and even though her face is mostly covered by a surgical mask…
Jughead would like to think that if he ever saw her without all the procedure stuff, he would still be captivated by her big green eyes. They’re filled with life in a way his never were. Shining upon him with an intensity that would leave him breathless if he wasn’t already struggling to breathe.
Her hand finds his way to his forehead, pushing the matted hair back.
“You’re going to be alright.” she says.
Jughead closes his eyes for a second, making tears fall across his temples. Looking back at her, he thinks… I could see myself loving a person with such kind eyes. The thought makes a weird sob sound escape him as he internally curses every deity that participated in putting something so pure in front of him only to tear it away. Only to tear him away.
He wants to tell her something, anything, but he’s too weak. He wants to tell her…
I wish I had time to fall in love with you.
I wish I could’ve seen your face just one time.
I’m sorry. I’m so sorry you were destined to see your soulmate die but damn am I glad you’re here and that I won’t die alone.
You have the most beautiful eyes I’ve ever seen.
You look like loving you would be the easiest thing to do.
I wish we had more time.
He thinks maybe his eyes must be telling her all these thoughts because she frowns and shakes her head a little.
“No. You’ll be fine.” She tells him, voice firm, her eyes leave him to watch at the monitors next to him for a second.
He smiles at her in reassurance, or at least he tries to. He wants to tell her it’s okay, he’s ready for this… he has to.
Jughead manages to looks at her, fighting his heavy eyelids, for a few seconds more before darkness claims him.
He doesn’t get to hear the sentencing long beeping sound.
Heaven is shit.
At least that’s what he thinks, because his body hurts like never before and his brain feels like it’s about to burst out of his skull. Groaning, he tries to move but before he can get too far he feels two small hands on his shoulders, pushing back.
“No, no, don’t get up.”
His opens his eyes at the sound. There, looking down at him is the most beautiful human being he’s ever seen. Blonde hair, peach lips stretched into a small smile and the green eyes he remembers, full of emotions he can’t decipher. She looks like everything he could ever need.
“Hi” she says, voice only above a whisper. He’s suddenly aware of the way her hand surrounds his at his side, the contact anchoring him.
“Am I dead?” he asks, frowning in confusion, voice hoarse. If he could see her so clearly… maybe heaven wasn’t so bad. A sound between a laugh and a cry escapes her lips.
“You…” She begins, but pauses, seemingly to gather strength. “Technically, you did die. Your heart stopped beating… twice. But we managed to bring you back. You’re still in intensive care for a while just to make sure everything is really okay. You have a few broken ribs, a punctured lung and a fracture on your left leg.”
She says, matter-of-factly, as her eyes fill with tears. Jughead tightens his hand around her fingers a little, a spark of something flowing through their veins that makes her gasp. He’s alive and she’s here. It leaves him shocked, all he can do is follow her with his eyes as she fidgets a little, pushing a lock of hair behind her ear. His fingers twitch with the desire to do the same.
“You really scared me back there, Forsythe.” She tells him softly and he internally winces at the name.
“Jughead.” He finally tells her. She tilts her head to the side in confusion. “People call me Jughead. Forsythe is my father.” he explains.
The most gorgeous smile appears on her face, a little amused. God, she’s so beautiful…
“Well, Jughead… nice to meet you. I’m Betty Cooper, I kinda saved your life.” She says and he can already feel the dopey grin paint his face.
Hello Jenny, ur account is so inspiring, so that's why I want to ask u for advice. I'm really hard-working person, but I can't deal with my homework. U know I have to study all lessons and it doesn't depends on what I'll acc pass as my finals. So I was wondering if u know how to help me not starting crying any time I start doing my homework, Bc I feel like I have so much to do and tbh it's really ( I swear) impossible to do. Sorry for the typos I'm Russian tho..
“Cry as hard as you want to but just make sure that when you stop crying, you will never cry for the same reason again”.
Hi, how are you?
OMG thank you so so much for sending me this message and it means a world to me hahaha.
Well you need to know one thing is that it’s okay to cry, to feel sad, to feel tired, sometimes. Tbh, I (everybody) have the exact same problem like you and there so too many things that need to get done and we all don’t know where to start. Maybe after you cry you will realize something (like how to do that exercise).
Here are my tips after crying (I hope that it will work):
1. Determine/Analyze the reason why you can’t do that exercise
2. Make a list of things you need to get done.
3. Create a schedule so you know what to study!
4. You need to get a calendar or planner to see things need to get done or any tests in that week
5. If you have a test make sure that you start to learn at least one week before.
6. If you don’t understand or know how to do that exercises, you need to think first and if you still don’t know how to do it then ask your friends, your teachers, like anybody or just google it!
7. DO NOT DO ALL YOUR HOMEWORK AT THE SAME TIME, SPREAD THEM OUT (like if you have math test on Friday you should start doing your homework at least two or three days before so you will never will feel overwhelmed)
8. If you have so much things to in one day try “Touch it once” rule
9. If you have monday/anyday homework, finish it on the same day
10. Review things you just learned on the same day, the day after and on sunday
11. Take a 5-10 minutes break after 25-45 minutes study
(make sure that you are taking a break not study, and don’t do things that make you procrastinate like watching youtube/movies instead of that you show go around, do some stretching, drink water,etc.)
12. Reward yourself for working so hard
13. Don’t study in dark or in your comfort zone make sure that you have enough light, and your study space must smell good, you can also put some motivation pictures (go to my account to see hahaha ), and know need to have cup of water on your desk
14. Study with your friends can also help you too!
1. If anyone could play you in a movie, who would you pick?
Cate Blanchett would kill it. Can you see if she’s available?
2. What’s the first album you ever bought?
3. Describe your style in three words.
Things that fit.
4. Craziest fan story?
One time I walked in to a store and a guy came over to help. He’s talking to me for a minute and I’m being semi socially-capable. He takes a step back, looks me up and down and says, “Hey, wait a minute…you look like that boy from that show.” I go, “Yeah?” And he says, “Yeah, that kid from (show name redacted) show. Damn. You look just like him.” It was a different show with a guy who shoots arrows. I was like, “Oh, yeah I hear that sometimes.”
5. Last book you read?
[I’ve] been reading Dune. It’s nice when you haven’t read a book in ten years so you forget most of it and it’s like reading it anew. So great.
So I saw your post about baby Bokushi and older brother Oreshi and I thought I'd write a little snippet...
(Just saying before I start, it’s a little twist, and instead Bokushi is born again as a kid but OUTSIDE Oreshi’s mind.)
Making his way through the Rakuzan campus, the redheaded captain, Akashi Seijuro was walking to the gymnasium hand-in-hand with a little boy. The boy was at least two feet shorter, bearing the exact same red hair of the older boy. The only difference was with his eyes. Instead of the identical red eyes that Akashi had, his left eye was golden. The younger boy looked up at Akashi with an impossibly neutral expression.
“Are we almost there yet?” Akashi sighed.
“Almost. Just be patient.” The boy said nothing more, and went back to looking ahead. Akashi tried rubbing the tired out of his eyes. How did he end up in this situation? He was just a normal person, trying to live a normal life. Why did he deserve this? What had he done to the universe to receive this sort of punishment? Putting aside the possibility that he had been cursed, he continued to make his way towards the modern building, still bitter over his rather rude awakening.
Summary: Following your first love to college, you’re busy coming up with ways to get him to consider you as more than a friend; but being so caught up with that idea, you’ve never even realize that your best friend had fell in love with you since the very moment he had laid eyes on you.
A/N: to anon, thanks for requesting a fluffy angst. This is definitely more of a prologue with a lot of the background story being laid out before all the angst/fluff comes in to play. Please like or reblog if you’ve read~ ♡
Fandom/Pairing: Girl Meets World/Riarkle Description: Now that the gang has started high school, Riley has since discovered a new breed of feelings for Farkle. She goes over them in her head before meeting someone who turns out to be an unlikely source of support. Words: 1,369 Notes: This is the most spontaneous, random thing I’ve ever written. It will eventually be AU, but until s3 takes off we can pretend that it’s canon, hahaha. But I’m actually really, really happy with how it turned out and I hope you like it, too!! :)
It’s not too long after Lucas and Maya get together (for real, this time, without the awkward guilt of hurting Riley hanging over their heads) that Riley starts to realize something has changed. It isn’t a something that has anything to do with her best friend or ex-prince charming, but everything to do with Farkle Minkus.
Best Friend #2 and Future Astronaut In-The-Making. Also, Riley knows, the boy who has understood her and rooted for her more than anyone else in the last 8 years she’s known him.
“I’m here because I believe in Riley.”
It makes her feel bad to put him above Maya when it comes to believing in her. Maya has always believed in her. But it’s a more quiet belief, and one that often advises against whatever wacky adventure Riley has decided to take on next. In all fairness, Maya’s belief in her is just as good. But with Farkle… Riley cannot even pinpoint a time, a single situation in which Farkle has not been fully behind her with his support. He’s disagreed with her before, and even sometimes pushed her to do things differently, though it’s only ever when he knows it is for her own good. This thought takes her back to the time she first learned of Maya’s feelings for Lucas, in Texas, and all the calamity that followed; of course Riley had objectively been doing the right thing by stepping back. But it was Farkle who saw that it wasn’t the right thing for her, and he couldn’t stand the thought of seeing her get hurt. He only ever wants what’s best for her.
“I’m always here for you.”
A smile tries to creep onto Riley’s face, but she quickly stifles it out - No! You’re sad now! It had only been a few nights after returning home from their trip that she and Farkle stood outside of Topanga’s, and she’d hugged him, and they had exchanged innocent “I love you"s as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. This is one of those memories that Riley finds herself thinking about a lot, these days.
So, to round off the Smut Sunday Trifecta this evening (in the US at least - because it’s Monday morning here already) and due to popular demand, I present to you a follow up fic to Owen helping out Amelia in times of trouble.
Warning: Hahaha. Trouble. Hahahaha. I am hilarious.
Amelia had another one of those dreams that morning she couldn’t shake off. She could barely remember any of it but she’d woken up all sweaty and gasping for air. Fourth time in a row this week and apparently, she could do nothing about it.
Well she could, really. It had been almost more than year (really?) since she’d gotten laid. Not that she didn’t want to get laid, just that for some reason, she just wouldn’t get laid. First, she was sober. And sobriety didn’t make for a very flirty Amelia. She reminisced the days when she could probably go up to some ramdom guy, wink at him and next thing you’d know she was taking her clothes off and wouldn’t be putting them back on till the next morning. Actually, there were times when she didn’t even need to take them off. These days of sobriety were not fun.
Then there was that whole thing about Derek being dead. If sobriety didn’t kill her libido, death definitely would. She had been perpetually not in the mood to fool around with anyone, known or unknown, for the last months or so. She hadn’t even bothered to count the months even, having been so distracted with work. She was a surgeon, a good surgeon, and the last time she checked, sex was not part of the “official” description list.
Then there was Owen Hunt. Now this was a puzzle. He made her want to get laid really, really bad, but she also didn’t want to all at the same time (how did that even work?). His eyes, when he looked at her: There would be moments during the day when she’d be passing by the pit for a consult, and even though she wasn’t talking directly at him, she knew he’d be looking at her, and she would turn and she would be right. And for a moment, their eyes would meet, and she’d feel elated - that she knew he was watching her and it was all so natural. But she’d have to look away again, because then she’d get lost in the lightness of his blue eyes and would never be able to get anything done. When he would brush past her on the hallway and ask for a quick update while walking, he would open doors for her and automatically slide a hand to her back. It was nothing, it was trivial, it was hardly something to take notice of, but she’d feel that frisson run up her spine, and the simple contact would make her day. She felt every single tiny interaction like a thousand bolts to her soul, and it was frustrating the crap out of her.
Why? Because they were nothing. Not nothing, nothing. Just, not something she could articulate out loud. I mean, how did you explain this to anyone, anyway? She could already hear the conversation in her head: “We touched. He looked at me. For 4 seconds. Oh my god.” - if she ever went to Meredith or Maggie with that, they’d probably put her back in Highschool, where she belonged. Then there was the part where she didn’t know what to do with what had happened the other week. I mean, a handjob as treatment for Viagra overdose? Doctors all over the world would have their licenses revoked if this was her prescribed as a course of treatment.
She couldn’t believe she’d been that bold with him though. But then again, maybe her game was back? Back for around 15 minutes before cowering again inside of her after realizing how incredibly reckless that had been? She couldn’t even look him straight in the eye after the whole incident, much less have a decent conversation. They’d been friends before that, they’d actually been able to joke around without being awkward, but now she had successfully put them both back to square one.
So here she was taking her lunch break in a remote on-call room trying to sort her thoughts out. But the thoughts weren’t exactly cooperating. They were mostly swirling around her dream which she was recalling, and how a certain pair of hands had grabbed her back into the examination room, instead of letting her exit and run off to another consult (a real one). Physical hunger could wait, but this couldn’t. She’d been trying to control herself for over a week now, and four consecutive days of waking up slick and slippery down there could no longer be waved off with a shower. And so she lay on the on-call room bed, imagining it was his hands that were travelling her body, not hers. Closing her eyes, he thought of Owen’s lips – soft, warm, skilled – kissing her, working his way to her neck, over her scrubs, lifting her scrubs and onto her chest. Her hands mimicked the path she was carving in her head, all the way down to her scrub pants, where she inserted her hand. She didn’t need much to get her going as her fingers found her clit beneath her folds, panties already soaked. Deftly bringing herself into a frenzy, one hand working her nipples as the other swirled around her sensitive pearl, she allowed herself to softly moan his name.
dog meets deer - A few days ago I took Teddy and Chalo to our usual off-leash play spot: a secluded conservation area where I’ve never seen another soul, human or dog. As they bounced around me, I rather smugly thought, “It’s so nice to have a dog that looks kind of like a sighthound but isn't actually going to take off and get lost the moment he sees a fast, running thing.” Oh me. Don’t think thoughts like that. Of course, three deer appeared on the hill ahead of us. And, of course, the dogs were downwind. I froze. The dogs paused too, smelling but not yet seeing. I took a deep breath, lassoed all the bad possibilities swirling in my brain, and calmly called them back. Miraculously, in the same moment that my voice spooked the does, the dogs both spun around and galloped up to me! RELIEF. I showered them with pieces of hamburger and congratulated myself as a master trainer (smugly, again – you’d think I’d learn). But of course, just as I released them to continue playing, a giant buck burst across the path. And Chalo was gone. I mean seriously gone: he disappeared at top-speed, totally deaf to my words. I called and called and cursed and cursed, imagining his tawny body blending in perfectly with the winter grass, picturing all of the ways I was going to kill him if he didn’t come back (paradoxes make sense in desperate situations). After a solid five minutes, he returned with this wildly happy look on his face like “OH MY GOD THAT WAS SO FUN. HAHAHA DID YOU SEE THAT GIANT DOG.” And I was all, “Yes, I did, and you’re an idiot. Eat this hamburger and don’t ever do that again.” So basically the point of this story is: he’s back on the 50-foot long line until he proves himself trustworthy again.
dog meets dog - After a rather jarring encounter with a growling St. Bernard outside our car, Chalo began reacting to other dogs in alarming ways (i.e. flipping out, snarling, lunging, seeming to lose his mind). And I’ve been working very very hard at conditioning a different response. It is tedious and exhausting, even though he is really an extremely mild case and I’m lucky to be catching it early (much respect for owners who deal with these issues for months or years!). In just one week there has already been a big difference – the aggressive, frustrated reactions disappeared almost immediately through lots of clicking and treating, and now he’s back to his “normal” reactions of pulling a little and whining at the sight of another dog. That I can work with. Two revelations: 1. I understand more fully now just how easily a mildly inconvenient behavior can transform into something more volatile, so I’m going to continue diligently conditioning a calmer reaction. 2. I also now get just how much the other dog’s behavior feeds into Chalo’s reaction. The amazing old golden retriever sunbathing serenely off-leash 15 feet away? Total zen. We walk by and the dogs just look at each other. The bored Australian shepherd chained up and barking from 200 feet away? Near chaos. It took more than two minutes to pass calmly.
tangential cross-cultural thoughts/dog meets America - Having just lived in a place where dogs are generally treated very badly and where leash laws are nonexistent (haha, what’s a leash?), it is fascinating to observe the differences in canine social behavior between here and there. In Malawi, even though they are avoided and detested and considered aggressive and dangerous, dogs wander unencumbered and coexist calmly and interact gracefully with both humans and canines. And yet here, where we adore dogs, our domesticated habits seem to create so many neuroses and problems: boredom and destruction and frustration and hyperactivity. Although I don’t doubt that most American dogs live healthier lives than dogs in developing countries – and I’m certainly not advocating for everybody to just let their animals loose feral-style – I can’t help but think they (and we?) have lost something along the way. And although I know that I have given Chalo a chance at a better, longer life, I realize there is much that I must do to make it so. Just because he is no longer in the village doesn’t mean he doesn’t have the same collection of social and mental needs as his free-ranging ancestors – it just means he cannot meet them in exactly the same ways. And just because he is in a land of pillows and love and bacon doesn’t mean he is immune to becoming frustrated at his comparative lack of freedom. He is in a totally different geographic, social, and mental landscape. He is a dog who has lived in two very different worlds. And in a very Le Petit Prince sort of way, I feel responsible to him in ways I have not felt with any other animal – I tamed him, and I am responsible to him forever.
GRAZIA D&E INTERVIEW: Q: What is the difference between SJ and D&E? Hyuk:maybe its because of the strong image from ‘oppa oppa’, D&E gives people a very cheerful image. Although SJ is also like that,we have a very cute twin feel,and we introduce a different style in our music.so we hope that everyone will see it this way. Q:You must have given a lot of opinions on this album? Hae:yes,we prepared for more than a year,our company’s A&R team has suffered a lot. Hyuk:they must have been really irritated.because if we dont like it they will have to change it,and if they dont like our opinion we will have to change it too. Hae: we have lots of thoughts about this album and we are very happy with the discussions. Q:When did you let your moms hear the song ‘mother’? Hae:they heard it for the first time during the showcase. Q:Wow they must be so touched? Hae:my mom sent me a message full of heart shapes. Hyuk:my mom sent me a really long message. Q:If we count in trainee days,the two of you have spent half of your lives together? Hae:yes. Hyuk:we met when we were 15.yes,its exactly half. Q:After knowing each other for so long,are there any good points of one another that people dont know? Hyuk:we are suprisingly different from what people see us as.for example donghae,people think that he is a cold and picky city guy,but that’s because he has not been on many variety shows. Hae:not city guy…it’s village guy.. Hyuk:but he is really not like that.after knowing him for so long you will go “ah he is really a mokpo boy” .he is very easy going and compared to me he is easier to get along with.you can get close to donghae easily but you need to spend more time with me in order to get close to him.so what you see is different from what we really are. Q:Donghae,do you feel this way too? Hae:yes,he is very handsome (implying that what we see on screen is different from real life) Hyuk:can i curse?what is this?are you playing with me? Q:You really handsome.. Hyuk:ah no,aish this kid is really… Hae:hahaha i know what i like and dislike very obviously,if he didnt suit me i would have ignored him.but eunhyuk always give in to me.To be honest, staying up for 2 days would be really tiring.But Eunhyuk says “its o.k ,we can go for a movie then i will sleep!”. i have changed a lot. In the past i was an introvert and didnt smile much.if i greet a sunbae and he ignores me ,i will feel very hurt.now i am a normal person and not a sunbae ,so i feel that i should get close to people first and say hi .Eunhyuk is someone who is hard to get close to but once you hang out with him ,you will realize that he will never hate anyone .it makes people envious. Q: How to get into Eunhyuk’s friend circle? Hyuk: You need to be able to drink. Q: But Donghae doesn’t drink.. Hyuk: I started drinking not long ago too. I first drank when I was 27. Q: SJ is a big group, so there must be differences in interests. Do the two of you have the same interests? Hyuk: For eg, if we are going to drink, bc Donghae doesn’t know how to drink, I will accompany the hyungs to drink. And I’ll accompany Donghae to the movies and also the Han river. Hae: He finds me whenever he wants to watch a movie. Hyuk: Also when you want to eat supper! Hae: Ah when I can’t sleep or want supper I’ll go find Eunhyuk too. Hyuk: It’s very funny. Just when I’m about to sleep I’ll hear someone pressing the passcode at the entrance and then he enters my room without knocking the door and asks me to go eat with him, and sometimes take videos. Hae: hahahahaha Hyuk: So in the end I’ll go eat with him and I’ll always regret the next day during filming. Hae: I make sure that Eunhyuk can’t reject me, because I’ll keep whispering into his ear. “We should talk about this.” Then if he replies, “ah, what do you want to talk about?” Then I’ll have succeeded. I’ll then say “come out, let’s talk over a meal.” Q:What are the food that you guys always eat during overseas schedules? Hyuk:In Japan,we will eat ramen the moment we step down the plane.it has to be the spiciest.Because we really like spicy food we have a fav restaurant that we go after concerts.we will eat hot pot in China,pepper crab in Singapore .it’s all booked. Q:So during the food tour is Donghae with you? Hyuk:yes! although it’s hard to walk around together,when it comes to eating,we are always together! Q:Because of D&E japan tour your friendship has improved,and it must have also taught you some stuff? Hyuk:although singing and dancing are the basics ,its important to “breathe” during the concert . we need to be interesting so we often play on the stage and extend a 2 hours concert to 3 and ½ hours.now we and fans seem to have more chemistry,and we seem to know what fans like.. Q:So what should we do on stage? Hyuk:Firstly Donghae I have very different images! Donghae has a manly image whereas I am a funnier image. So when we play on stage, and bicker around, fans seem to really like it a lot. Q: Is Donghae funny around members? Hyuk: No he’s not funny at all haha Hae: I blabber a lot. Hyuk: But there are people who like to hear you blabber. Compared to trying to be funny on varieties, the atmosphere is very important. Donghae is the type who can get away with acting cute, so he’s trying very hard for varieties. Hae: I am very scared of that aspect, other members are doing very well. Q: SJ has a very funny image. Is it a worry? Hae: During varieties when I don’t speak I will think “why can’t I speak well?” “Why can I say witty comments like my members?” I feel that the other guest will not accept what I say because we are strangers. Eunhyuk does it really well like as if he’s almost flying. Hyuk: no that is because I’m often doing shows with Teuk hyung and Shindong hyung so I’m very comfortable, but because I hardly do shows alone my skills seem to have deteriorated… Hae: There’s one time I asked “what kind of thoughts do they have in life ( in order to be excelling in varieties)?” Hyuk: haha that’s right. He came to me and asked “what do you always think of?” Q: So what do you think of? Hyuk: uh…. that… I just do it very well. Hae: I was stressed out for a really long time. During the first time he really took care of me a lot and give me a lot of chances compared to other members… but in the end… Q:After getting so much love for so long,won’t you get complacent with it? Hae:no i will never. Hyuk:yes i really want to say that too. Q:Not even once?that feeling of getting all the attention with just a wag of the finger? Hae:i really have never had such thoughts. Hyuk:if we can get a attention by wagging a finger now,i aim to do so by breathing the next time. Hae:hahahaha Q:There must be a lot of fans who confesses during fansigns?will you accept? Hae:hmmm let me consider…haha just kidding! Hyuk: actually i’ve thought about “how does it feel to date with a fan?will she really like everything about me ?” Q:Isn’t that every fan’s dream??! Hyuk:but it won’t come true!because other fans are important as well~so don’t worry! Q: (referring to hyuk’s previous comment about breathing to get attention) Hyuk:i also don’t know .although it feels like love but it doesnt feel so either.although we have a lot of fans we still want more,and we can’t help it.sometimes when we perform overseas we will think “really,which part of us do they like?” .we really want to meet more fans from more places.when we are recording and when we are filming MV.. we really want to meet overseas fans! Translated by:ddaalk , Typed by:eunhae -holic &shirade ^^
Jennifer model management (Korea), Model
Genesis (Hong Kong)
Age / 나이:
Height / 키:
Hometown / 고향:
Nam Yang Ju / 한국 남양주
The best thing about your hometown: /
고향에 대해 제일 좋은 점:
There’s family and friends there! / 가족과 친구들이 있다는 거!
Favorite musician or band / 좋아하는 가수/아티스트:
love Korean hip hop. So my favorite is a rapper called minos. For singers my
favorite is Feel Kim. He’s really famous now but I liked him since his debut! /
한국 힙합을 좋아해요. 그래서 ‘마이노스'라는 래퍼를 가장 좋아해요. 그리고 보컬로는 김필을 가장 좋아해요. 지금은 엄청 유명하지만 데뷔 때부터 정말 좋아했어요!
Favorite movie or TV show / 좋아하는 영화나 드라마/프로그램:
like a Korean entertainment show called ‘Infinite Challenge’. It’s a
long-running program that’s over 10 years old. It’s really fun and I love it! I
like all movies regardless of genre! / '무한도전'이라는 한국의 버라이어티 쇼를 좋아해요. 10년 넘은 장수프로그램이에요. 너무 재밌고 좋아해요! 그리고 영화는 장르에 상관 없이 다 좋아해요!
Favorite brand or designer / 가장 좋아하는 브랜드/디자이너:
Chun Hee Gee of MISS GEE COLLECTION.
Her clothes are really beautiful and elegant. I think that it’s a show any
Korean female model would love to be in! I was also like that, and I debuted on
the MISS GEE COLLECTION 08/09 f/w show. And last season for the first time in 8
years I worked with her again and I was so happy! Her clothes were still
beautiful and elegant! / MISS GEE COLLECTION – 지춘희선생님. 선생님의 옷은 정말 아름답고 우아해요. 우리나라 여자 모델이라면 아마 꼭 서고 싶은 쇼 중에 하나라고 생각해요! 저 역시 그랬었고, 미스지컬렉션 08/09 f/w 쇼로 데뷔했어요! 그러고 지난 시즌 8년 만에 다시 선생님과 함께 했는데 정말 너무 행복했어요! 선생님의 옷은 여전히 아름답고 우아했고 예뻤죠!
Place you would like to visit / 가보고 싶은 곳:
I really want to see it with my own eyes! Whether it’s through a photoshoot or
on vacation I really want to go there someday! / 아프리카! 제 눈으로 직접 보고 싶어요! 촬영이든 여행이든 언젠가 꼭 가보고 싶어요!
What song do you have on repeat at
the moment? / 요즘 자주 듣는 음악은 뭔가요?
I frequently listen to City by Owen Ovadoz. Her voice is so charming! / Owen Ovadoz - city 를 요새 자주 들어요. 목소리가 너무 매력적이에요!
(Blue kimono: Vivienne Westwood / Dress: COS / Earrings: The 9th Muse)
Describe your idea of a perfect day: / 당신의 이상적인 하루를 설명해보세요.
I think that an ideal day is just a good day. If I enjoyed meeting my friends then that was an ideal day and if I enjoyed resting at home I think that was also an ideal day. / 그냥 좋았다면 그게 이상적인 하루를 보낸 거라고 생각해요. 친구들을 만나서 즐거웠고 좋았다면 그게 이상적인 하루였던 거고, 하루종일 집에서 쉬었는데 좋았다면 그것도 이상적인 하루였다고 생각해요.
Summer / Winter? / 여름 아니면 겨울?
What’s your coffee order? / 커피는 주로 무엇을 마시나요?
Latte! Caffe latte! I like both hot and iced! / 라떼!! 카페라떼! 따뜻한 것도 아이스 둘 다 너무 좋아해요!! /
What have you got far too many of? / 너무 많이 가지고 있는 것은 무엇인가요?
I like comfortable and pretty sneakers. Running shoes, basketball shoes, skate
shoes etc. I wear a wide variety! An reading is one of my hobbies so I also
have a lot of books. I buy my books from the bookstore but once I read it once
I don’t usually read it again so I have a lot of books piled up on my
bookshelves. And last year I cleaned up the piled up books. I sold some of them
as second-hand and I donated some of them to the public library! / 운동화. 발 편하고 예쁜 운동화를 좋아해요. 런닝화, 농구화, 보드화 등 다양하게 신어요! 그리고 독서가 취미 중 하나여서 책도 많아요. 서점에서 책을 사서 읽는데 한번 읽고 다시 읽진 않는 편이여서 책장 가득 책이 쌓여 있죠. 그래서 작년에는 쌓여 있던 책들을 정리했어요. 중고로 판매도 하고 국립도서관에 기증도 했어요!
What are the things you always bring
when you’re going out? / 나갈때 항상 가지고가는 것은 무엇인가요?
I love taking photos! So I always bring it with me when I go out! Nowadays I’m
using the light and compact RICOH GR2. Oh and I also have an Instagram account
where I upload the photos I took. It’s @_lovelyphoto! / 카메라! 사진 찍는 걸 좋아해요! 그래서 나갈 때 꼭 챙겨요! 요새는 가볍고 컴팩트한 RICOH GR2를 사용하고 있어요. 아 제가 직접 찍은 사진들을 올리는 인스타그램 계정도 따로 있어요. @_lovelyphoto 예요! /
Describe your personal style in 3
words./ 당신의 스타일을 세가지 단어로 설명해보세요.
Simple, Modern, Vintage / 심플, 모던, 빈티지.
What’s 1 item in your closet you would
never throw away? / 당신의 옷장에 있는 것중에 꼭 못 버리는 한가지는 무엇인가요?
The box in my closet! In the box are letters I got
from my friends, photos, concert tickets etc. Sometimes I take them out and
reminisce on my memories haha. / 옷장에 있는 상자요! 그 상자 안에는 친구들이랑 주고 받은 편지들, 사진, 공연티켓 등이 들어 있어요. 가끔 꺼내 보면서 추억을 떠올리죠 헤헤
One piece of clothing you’d love to own? / 소장하고 싶은 한가지 옷은?
shirt and blue jeans! / 흰티에 청바지!
What keeps you up at night? / 밤에 잠 못 이루게 하는것은 뭔가요?
When I was younger if I was going on a picnic the next day or something I
couldn’t sleep due to excitement. But I’m still like that haha. /설렘? 어렸을 때부터 다음 날 소풍을 가거나 하면 설레서 잠을 잘 못 잤어요. 근데 아직도 그래요 헤헤
What is the last thing you googled
(search on the internet)? / 마지막으로 검색해본것은 무엇인가요?
atomic bombing. I saw an article that Obama visited Hiroshima and I searched it
up. If I see something I’m curious about while I’m reading the news, I tend to
search it up. / 히로시마 원자폭탄. 오바마대통령이 히로시마를 방문했다는 기사를 보고 검색해봤어요. 기사를 보다가 혹은 궁금한 게 있으면 검색해보는 편이에요.
If you had a super power, what would
it be? / 초능력이 있다면 어떤 초능력을 가지고 싶으세요?
Teleportation / 순간이동
(Black one piece: Labaron / Skirt: COS / Hand accessories: The 9th Muse)
How do you stay fit? / 몸매 관리는 어떻게 하세요?
tend to move around a lot. And I like outdoor sports. I hike, bike, and run! / 평소에 자주 움직이는 편이에요. 그리고 실외 운동을 좋아해요. 등산, 자전거타기, 러닝 등을 하죠!
What is your beauty secret?/ 당신의 아름다움의 비결은 무엇인가요?
healthy energy? Hahaha /음.. 건강한 에너지? 헤헤헤
What’s one subject you could talk about
for at least 10 minutes? / 당신이 10분동안 얘기할 수 있는 주제는 뭔가요?
I love traveling! Regardless of whether it’s traveling alone, with friends, or
backpacking, even if I just think about the word ‘travel’ I get excited! / 여행이요! 여행을 너무너무 좋아해요! 혼자서 가는 여행, 친구들과 함께하는 여행, 배낭여행 상관 없이 여행이란 두 글자는 생각만해도 설레고 좋아요!
What were you like as a child? / 어릴때 어떤 아이였나요?
an active child. Since I was young I enjoyed running around outside, so I also
fell a lot haha. /활발한 아이였어요. 어렸을 때부터 밖에서 뛰어 노는 걸 좋아했고, 그래서 자주 넘어지기도 했죠 헤헤
What is the best advice that you have
ever received? / 당신이 받았던 최고의 조언은 무엇이었나요?
don’t think there’s a specific memorable advice… I didn’t have a close sunbae
(more experienced, usually older individual in the same school, workplace etc.)
to give me advice while I was modeling… Even now I don’t have close sunbaes,
hoobaes, or friends so that’s too bad. / 딱히 기억에 남는 조언은 없는 거 같아요.. 모델 일을 하면서 제게 조언을 해줄 친한 선배가 없었어요.. 아직도 친한 선배, 후배, 친구들이 없어서 좀 아쉬어요.
You travelled a lot because of your
job, what is the most favorite city that you have visited? / 일때문에 많이 여행가는데, 간 시들중에 어디가 제일 좋았나요?
haven’t been to many places, but I like where I am now, Hong Kong! / 아직 많은 곳을 가보진 않았지만, 지금 있는 홍콩도 좋아요!
Are there any models in the industry
that you look up to? / 존경하는 모델분들이 있으시나요?
Yoon-ju. She’s my role model! She has a warm sensitivity, is charming, and
professional. I want to be a warm person and charming model like her. / 장윤주 언니요. 저의 롤모델이죠! 윤주언니는 따뜻한 감성을 가지고 계시고, 매력적이고, 프로페셔널해요. 언니처럼 따뜻한 사람이고 싶고 매력적인 모델이 되고 싶어요.
How did you start modeling? Was
modeling something that you always wanted to do? / 어떻게 모델 일을 시작했나요? 모델 일은 원래 하고 싶은 일이었나요?
I was in high school I vaguely started thinking that I wanted to be a model.
Then when I was in 12th grade I announced that I wanted to go to a model
academy. My parents and teachers opposed and said that it’d be better to start
after I started college but I convinced them and ended up going. I was living
in the country then and commuted total 8 hours back and forth to attend the
academy. I completed the academy and first started modeling in Esteem. I worked
for a couple of years but it didn’t really work out, and I held other jobs
while going to school. Then in 2013 I got into a big car accident. I had a
spinal fracture and other serious injuries so I had to go to the hospital for 6
months. Then I realized, ‘Oh I could immediately die tomorrow, I should do what
I want to do.’ I didn’t want to regret anything so I decided to return to
modeling. Once I set my mind like that, good opportunities came to me, and it’s
been 3 years since I started modeling again. /고등학생때 처음으로 막연하게 모델이 되고 싶다 했어요. 그러다 고3때 모델 아카데미에 다니고 싶다고 얘길 했어요. 부모님과 선생님께서는 반대하셨고 대학에 진학하고 시작하는게 좋겠다고 했지만, 결국 설득해서 다니게 되었죠. 그 때 지방에 살던 저는 왕복 8시간을 왔다 갔다 하면서 아카데미에 다녔고, 아카데미를 수료하고 에스팀에서 처음 모델 일을 시작하게 됐어요. 그러고 몇년 활동을 했지만 잘 풀리지 않았고, 학교를 다니면서 다른 일을 했어요. 그러다 2013년에 교통사고를 크게 당했어요. 척추 골절 등 크게 다쳐 6개월동안 병원을 다녔죠. 그러고 깨달았어요. ’ 아 내가 당장 내일 죽을 수도 있겠구나, 하고 싶은 거 하면서 살아야 겠구나.’ 후회하고 싶지 않아서 다시 모델 일을 시작해야 겠다고 생각했어요. 그렇게 마음을 먹으니까 좋은 기회가 찾아왔고, 그렇게 다시 모델 일을 시작한지 3년이 됐어요.
What would you do if you were not a
model? / 모델이 되지 않았다면 무엇을 했을까요?
think that I would’ve done something corresponding to my major or set up a
small cafe. I like the space of a personal cafe and I really like coffee so
I’ve worked a lot at cafes in the past. I think I would’ve set up a small
workshop, hideout-like cafe where I sell things I baked and hold classes on
making things like loofas and candles. / 아무래도 전공을 살려서 일을 하고 있다거나 작은 카페를 차렸을 거 같아요. 개인 카페라는 공간을 좋아하고 워낙에 커피를 좋아해서 카페에서 일도 많이 했었거든요. 베이킹도 직접 만들어서 판매도 하고, 수세미, 캔들 등을 만드는 클래스도 하고 작은 공방, 아지트 느낌의 카페를 하지 않았을까 해요.
What has been your favorite job so
far?/ 지금까지 해온 촬영중에 어느게 제일 좋았나요?
15 s/s lookbook photoshoot. It was my first job after I started modeling again,
and Moo Hong and the staff were really nice to me, and the environment was so
nice so it’s really memorable! And I also really enjoyed this MODEL IN THE SPOTLIGHT shoot! Our team is an
amazing team! Haha / MOOHONG 15 s/s lookbook 촬영이요. 다시 시작하고 처음으로 한 일이기도 하고, 무홍쌤과 스텝분들이 많이 예뻐해주셨고, 촬영 분위기도 너무 좋아서 기억에 남아요! 그리고 이번 MODEL IN THE SPOTLIGHT 촬영도 너무 좋았어요! 우리 팀은 amazing team이에요! 헤헤
What is your dream modeling job? / 당신의 꿈의 모델 일은 무었인가요?
in the 4 major collections, New York, Paris, Milan, and London. /세계 4대 컬렉션인 뉴욕, 파리, 밀란, 런던 컬렉션에 서는 거요!
(Blue kimono: Vivienne Westwood / Dress: COS / Earrings: The 9th Muse)
What’s going through your mind when you’re modeling in front of the camera? / 카메라 앞에서 모델 일을 할 때 무슨 생각을 하시나요?
don’t really think about anything else. I focus on the shoot and listen to and
try to cooperate with the staff’s directing. / 다른 생각은 하지 않아요. 촬영에 집중하고 스텝들의 디렉팅에 귀 기울이고 호흡하려 해요.
What are the pros and cons of being a
model? / 모델이 됨으로서 장점과 단점은 뭔가요?
are that you can go to a lot of different countries and have a lot of
experiences. A con is since you’re often out of the country, you can be pretty
lonely. / 장점으로는 모델이여서 다양한 나라에 갈 수 있고 많은 경험할 수 있다는 거. 단점은 외국에 많이 나가니까 외로울 수 있다는 거
What do you want to achieve in the
future? / 미래에는 무엇을 이루고 싶나요?
the near future I want to experience more as a model. As I said earlier, I want
to be in the “Big Four” collections, and I want to try modeling in a lot more
countries. I want to model until I have no regrets. / 가장 가까운 미래로는 모델로서 더 많은 경험을 하고 싶어요. 위에서 말했듯이 세계 4대 컬렉션에 서고 싶고, 더 많은 나라에 가서 모델 일을 해보고 싶어요. 정말 미련 없이 후회 없이 모델 일을 하고 싶어요.
What advice would you pass along to
those who have just started out in the modeling business?/ 신인 모델들에게 조언 하나만 해주세요.
don’t want them to be too impatient. From my experience, it seems that
everything has a time. If you keep doing your thing, good opportunities will
find you! And I want to tell them to do what they enjoy, or have wanted to do
or learn. I’ve seen a lot of people regret after time passes. There has to be
other things you can do besides modeling. / 너무 조급해하지 않았으면 해요. 제가 살아보니까 다 때가 있는 거 같더라구요. 묵묵히 자신의 일을 하다보면 분명 좋은 기회가 찾아올 거예요! 그리고 좋아하는 일, 혹은 하고싶은 일, 배우고 싶은 일 등 많이 많이 하라고 말하고 싶어요. 시간이 지나고 나서 후회하는 사람들을 많이 봤거든요. 모델 말고도 할 수 있는 일이 있어야 해요.
How do you see yourself in 10 years
from now? / 10년 후, 무엇을 하고 있을 것 같나요?
I be teaching kids who either want to be a model or something related to my
major at a community center? Oh and my major is department of child social welfare. /모델이 되고 싶어하는 아이들 혹은 제 전공을 살려서 복지관이나 센터에서 아이들을 가르치고 있지 않을까요? 아 제 전공은 사회복지학과 아동학이에요!
Do you have any personal rules that
you’ll never break?/ 절대로 깨지 않을 본인만의 룰은 있나요?
in particular. /딱히 없어요.
One thing that people will be
surprised to find out about you / 당신에 대해 놀라운 사실 한가지는 무엇인가요?
more feminine than I seem? Haha / 생각보다 여성스럽다는 거? 헤헤
So I guess I’ll start from the very beginning! I was graciously given a ticket to go to 1989 Tour OTTAWA by my dear friend lindslovesswift a month or so before the show. (Which is SO NICE. Like who does that!?) So the day of the show came and I went to the venue super super early to check out other peoples awesome costumes, make some friends and also meet up with Lindsay and the girls she brought with her! I was there for probably about 5 hours before doors and was walking around outside when all of a sudden I saw Kevin, from TN, taking photos of peoples costumes for Tays website! He came up to me and was like “…oh my god thats HILARIOUS. TAYLORS LOBSTER.. like from friends!” and I was all “YES. SOMEONE GETS IT!” And then proceeded to explain to him how Tay and I talk online and stuff and he said it was super nice meeting me and hoped taylor would see my outfit (oh and where they were set up inside haha.)
So then I went inside the venues restaurant and sat while Lindsay and the girls ate some food before the show.. and all of a sudden my tumblr and twitter BLEW UP because taylor liked my little post about meeting Kevin. It was UNREAL. Note: Even while all this was going on though I was still 98% convinced I wasn’t meeting Taylor but was okay with that! I just really didn’t want to get my hopes up because its nearly impossible for it to happen.
Anyways! Doors open and we rush to TN’s booth. (SO COOL btw.) I eventually get near the front and Kevin’s standing there with his iPhone, playing 1989, and goes “okay guys whats the next song?” and I say “OOTW. Obviously!” and he looks up and goes “HEY ITS THE LOBSTER LIZ!!” and I kind of die. I say hello and that its so cool he remembered me and he goes “SO.. I didn’t realize how big of a deal you were when we met.. like.. Taylor really likes your posts and stuff and when I was backstage… someone was talking about you a lot back stage… BUT you didn’t hear it from me!” and he casually laughs as I TRY NOT TO CRUMPLE UP ON THE GROUND. We take my TN photo and he goes “SO nice to see you again Liz.. I hope I see you really really soon ;)”……LIKE OKAY SURE KEVIN SAME!
We get to our seats and Vance Joy begins (SO crazily talented btw) and then its getting near when Taylor’s coming on and then… Feel So Close comes on and I instantly lose my shit. Tears are forming, I can feel it, the time right before you realize Taylor Swift is an actual human being and is in the same room as you. UNREAL. WTNY starts and she comes out, flawless as always, and I am so into the show. Honestly, as cliche as it can sound, I really wasn’t thinking about LOFT 89 because the show is such a production you really do get lost in its beauty. So.. its about when IKYWT is ending and Lindsay taps me on the shoulder and goes “OH MY GOD I THINK SOMEONE FROM TN IS COMING OUR WAY.” and sure enough it was Steph.. she comes to our isle.. walks past the other girls I’m with and stops right at me (I’m in the middle of the row) and goes “Im here for you, Liz. Taylor asked me to personally come and find you tonight because she really wants to meet you after the show in Loft 89. Do you think yo’d be able to come?” AND I START SOBBING. “OF COURSE OF COURSE I WANT TO COME.” and so she gives me the wristband and paper and I hugged her SO tight and kept thanking her and she goes “Don’t thank me, thank Taylor, this is all her!” She then gives wristbands to Lindsay and the girls also because I explained that she gave me a ticket and I want them to come with me! I look up and see Taylor just talking to the crowd and I start sobbing again because I finally realize that I am meeting my hero. After the show ends we all met up, went over the rules in LOFT and then proceeded to go down the stairs of the deep arena, into where it was. I saw the door way and was just beyond excited. like.. I had been imagining this moment for 8 years and IT WAS FINALLY HAPPENING.
Once inside Loft 89 I immediately screamed “OH MY GOD THE PIZZA!” And ran right for it and went ham. It was SO GOOD. I took a polaroid with the pizza, the inside of Loft, Taylor’s carpet inside and well.. the one with tay. My phone died shortly after finding out so I let all you guys know and then realized “oh crap.. HOW am I going to get my photo with her!?” Thankfully I brought my own personal Polaroid camera to take photos on throughout the day (like with the busses and stuff) The inside of Loft 89 is SO SMALL but its insanely cozy. There were only about 15 of is in there so it wasn’t super crowded or anything. It literally felt like I dream. Tay also had a really dope playlist going, which included Haim, Flo Rida, Echosmith, Lorde, 5H and more! I tried to take in as much as I could haha.
Then.. Taylor walks in.. and my heart pretty much stopped. Her thick, stock heels made her this gloriously tall goddess of good smells and amazing hair. (P.S TAY. I KNOW EVERYONE ASKS THIS BUT WHAT WERE YOU WEARING? YOU SMELT AMAZING.) She talked to 3 other groups before she came over to me.. and then I look over and All I see her do is walk over to me and go “HEY BUDDY!!!!” And wrap her amazingly long and strong arms around me as I tippy-toe up for out hug. It really was the best hug I’ve ever received. “ITS MY LOBSTER!” she says as I say it back to her as well. “So.. I kind of saw your post and I just had to meet you. We’ve been talking online for so long I felt it was about time! Also your shirt is amazing!! where did you get it?” Me: “Taylor I kid you not, it was a solid 2 day search on eBay for ANYTHING that was even kind of lobster related” she’s dying of laughter and goes “SEE thats the problem. No one else really appreciates Lobsters or lobster patterned things like we do. They just don’t get it.” we then proceeded to quote scenes from “The One With The Prom Video” (the friends episode where the whole Lobster thing came about) back and forth to each other and it was INSANE. We were laughing and doing Phoebe Buffays crazy voices and It honestly felt like I was talking to one of my long time friends. She then signs my blown up polaroid (and when she drew the lobster for me I felt the tears brewing.) I LOVE IT AND CANT WAIT TO FRAME IT!! We then got into talking about some of my own personal fears (that I’m not going to go to in detail about because somethings I do want to keep to myself) but it was about how Im very nervous to go into my twenties, and Taylor basically said that
“(you) can’t go into your twenties having a predetermined idea of what is or isn’t going to come out of them. You could have the best year of your life be 20, you just don’t know like.. oh perfect example!! I thought 2013 was going to be my best year because, you know, with the whole 13 thing, and then it just turned into the worst year of my life and having people just message “DIE SLUT.” to me every time I was online… but then you have years like 24 where its your best year you’ve ever lived and it makes up for everything. In your twenties you’ll look back on it and probably have a favourite year. Thats something to look forward too. But for now, just don’t be afraid of whats ahead, because living your life being afraid isn’t healthy and you deserve the best, liz.”
(It took everything in me not to sob. She is such an angel and I will hold those words with me forever.)
We also discussed 90′s television and my best friend homoheroine and how having abby in my life because of her and her music is something I will forever be grateful for. She loved hearing that. Then we took our photo and I asked if it was okay if it was on a polaroid because my phone died and she says “YEAH Thats so perfect” and she goes “okay we totally have to do Lobster claws” “LOBSTER CLAWWWWS!!!!! *photo takes* Oh.. thats so awkward people are staring.. its okay guys!! its just an inside joke.. we’re lobsters hahaha” and then I go “well I guess in 30 minutes we’ll find out if it happened LOL” Taylor then hugged me and moved on to talking to Lindsay and the other girls and everyone else in LOFT 89. As she gave me her final hug, she said she loved meeting me and hoped we’d see each other again soon.
The most insane 10 minutes of my life. EVER.
Taylor. I am so beyond words for how much that night and getting to say everything I’ve ever wanted to say to you, meant to me. I love you so much its unreal. Im sure my 11 year old self would want me to say “Thank you for showing me its cool to love Tim McGraw” because she got picked on A LOT for loving country music, and you helped her realize its okay to love what you love and you shouldn’t let anyone interfere with that. Thank you. Thank you. THANK YOU. I’ll see you online, and in OCTOBER FOR 1989 TORONTO!!
Random pseudo-comforting thoughts about future MCU vis a vis Steve.
(These are not really spoilers because they are not based on anything? This is just my opinion? but I will tag for spoilers because spoilerphobes are fearsome and I respect them and some of my best friends …etc.)
(A/N: Ayyyy I’m writing something (well I have been writing slash fics on AFF *cough* chenchenxingmachine *cough* hahaha what I didn’t say anything)! Seriously though, I’m sorry its’s been so long! Random inspiration strikes me sometimes though so tah-dah! I give you this fic about the lil’ nugget in the gif above I’ve been obsessing over recently. I am GOT7 trash. Oh, I’m also gonna start putting gifs at the start of each long imagine/scenario, y’know, give you something nice to look at before reading something even nicer haha what … Okay let’s get on with this! Oh, also check outthis post and follow my new blog tomoonjongupandbaek? Thanks)