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Happy New Year!!! Here’s everything I did for fandom events in 2025!!

Completed [community profile] fandomtrumpshate 2024 obligations (1 fic, 2 podfics)
A Red Ribbon Around Qingxin for nwrhs
[Podfic] my heart is a traveler for celli
[Podfic] When Words Fail for ThatBitchMabel

Took part in K-Pop Ficmix
never too far away (11,088 kilometers) for cortanasol

Wrote three [community profile] scarygirlynight fills
see them here

Achieved my goal for [community profile] ficwip’s the fic that haunts you 2025
Welcome To Le Café

Wrote nine [community profile] ficwip drabble prompts
prompt: something left behind3/8/2025
Fandom: XO, Kitty
Character: Yuri Han

Yuri Han left her old life behind. After disowning her father and his blood money, she had to rebuild from scratch, getting a job at a clothing store. Woo Designs was home to up-and-coming fashion designer Ji-Young Woo. She was a forgiving boss, but her assistant, Philippa Ashmond, was anything but. Philippa analyzed every stitch, every pattern, every color, every item refresh to make sure it was perfect. Yuri found these contrasting styles to make for a lively environment. It made her want to do better. She thought of the cardigan Min Ho bought Kitty. She could make one better.

prompt: shadow7/5/2025
Fandom: LE SSERAFIM
Ship: Kazuha/Yunjin (implied)

The low light of the club cast a shadow on the floor beneath Kazuha’s feet. Her neck itched under the collar she was wearing, but it didn't bother her as much as the overwhelming mix of scents, from artificial bubblegum to woody musk.

Two men approached her. They looked slightly older. Alphas, too, she could tell.

“An owned alpha. You don’t see that very often,” one of them said.

“Who’s your master?” the other asked.

Kazuha gestured to a woman on stage playing guitar.

“You’re kidding. She always said she would never take a pet.”

“I guess I’m the exception.”

prompt: heartbeat7/20/2025
Fandom: The Pitt
Ship: Santos & Javadi

It was another day at the Pittsburgh Trauma Medical Center, and Victoria still had the events of yesterday looming over her. Of course, the daughter of an attending at the hospital had to go and faint on her first day, and then deal with a mass casualty event hours after.

“Morning, Crash,” Trinity said from behind her, grabbing her shoulders, surprising her.

Victoria put her hand over her heart, feeling it beat in her chest. She wasn't expecting that.

“Did I surprise you?” Trinity asked. "I thought after yesterday that was impossible."

“My name is Victoria,” she said.

“Okay, Victoria.”

ao3

prompt: what comes next9/28/2025
Fandom: Thai GL RPF
Ship: Fay/May

A lively party was happening at Fay’s Bangkok apartment after the wrap of Somewhere Somehow. Nam was taking shots like she didn't have a shooting tomorrow, Heng was blasting music from a Bluetooth speaker he brought, and Frung was trying to see how many cracker and cheese sandwiches she could fit in her mouth at once.

Fay caught May’s eye on the couch. “So, what comes next?”

May patted the seat next to her. “Whatever you want.”

Fay sat next to May. “Are you enjoying yourself?”

“Now that you’re next to me.”

“Charmer.”

May kissed Fay gently. “Only with you.”

ao3

prompt: leave the light on when you go11/7/2025
Fandom: My Safe Zone
Ship: Alin/Jane

Once again, Jane felt betrayed. Just like the time eight years ago when Alin left without a word. She knew it was irrational to be upset. Alin had never shown any interest in Pie. Pie was just overly eager over Alin. But, she didn't even bother to hear her out.

Maybe it was a bad decision to jump right into this. Alin had just gotten out of her previous relationship with Kate and Jane had always been too jealous and possessive.

“I’ll leave the light on,” Alin called out from the ground floor, leaving.

Jane heard. It was a plea.

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prompt: are you sure about that?11/25/2025
Fandom: Thai GL RPF
Ship: Lookmhee/Sonya

Lookmhee and Sonya collected GL couples like Thanos collected the infinity stones. Sonya, as the self-proclaimed “mami of GL,” had a reputation to uphold, and well, Lookmhee wasn’t above the act of attracting women either.

But at the end of the day, they knew who the other belonged to. The jealous glances when one got too close to someone else sent shivers down spines. Lookmhee’s tight hold around Sonya's waist said what no words ever could. Sonya’s “Are you sure?” before the first time they kissed without a camera sealed their fate.

No one would come in between their relationship.

ao3

prompt: the credit card was declined12/6/2025
Fandom: XO, Kitty
Character: Yuri Han

“Miss, this card has been declined,” the cashier said, handing it back to Yuri.

She knew this tactic. Her mom always restricted her access to money when she wanted her attention. Not having the time to deal with it right now, she asked another worker to hold the clothes for her.

Later, she found out it wasn't on purpose. There was development in a lawsuit. Her father's assets were frozen. Now, on top of being alone, she was broke.

Karma had a weird way of coming back to you when you least expected it. Only up from here, she supposed.

prompt: never have I ever12/20/2025
Original Work (Working Title: The Secret We Held)
Pairing: Ishani/Arya

“Never have I ever kissed someone of the same gender,” Jae, one of Arjun’s friends, poses to the group.

I see Arya lift her cup. In eighth grade, she was the lead in a school play. They couldn’t find a male love interest that fit the role. It was a small peck. I wouldn’t count it. The circle gasps and whoops, anyway.

My mind goes back to Asher Miller’s eighteenth birthday party over the summer. That extravagant walk-in closet. The intoxicating scent of eucalyptus and carnations. Her sweeping a stray hair behind my ear. In that moment, I considered it.

prompt: new year’s eve12/31/2025
XO, Kitty
Pairing: Kitty/Yuri

Fireworks burst into the sky in a colorful array over Han River. Kitty sits on the grass, her knees hugging her chest, looking up in awe. Last year, she saw them in a park in Portland. These are more beautiful. Maybe it's the way the water reflects their light, or maybe it’s the person sitting next to her.

Call her cliché, but she has always imagined what it would be like to kiss someone at midnight on New Year's. A countdown later, a chorus of “Happy New Year!” erupts. She turns to Yuri, kissing her. It’s everything she had imagined.

ao3

Wrote a fill for [community profile] ficwip’s A Picture’s Worth 1000 Words event
prompt: a white puppy in a field of snow12/6/2025
Fandom: LE SSERAFIM
Ship: Kazuha/Yunjin

Looking out her window, Kazuha noticed it started snowing. The first snow of the season. A special time. She wanted to twirl as the flakes fell down around her. The image looked pretty in her head.

There was a story that if you spent the first snow with someone you liked, you would have long-lasting love. She wasn’t sure if she quite believed in superstitions like that, but it was a romantic ideal. Winter was the season of love in Korea—and her hometown of Japan.

Her outfit—a black-and-white striped flannel and gray sweatpants—was the most casual thing she could think of for the occasion. Of course, the first snow fell when she was wearing the most inconspicuous ever. Maybe her black puffer jacket could save it. She stood up, grabbing it from the coat hanger by the door.

Yunjin looked up then. She was sitting on the couch next to Kazuha. She also noticed the snow. She thought maybe Kazuha would invite her outside. The hopeless romantic in her believed in the superstition, but what did she know? It wasn’t like she gave her a bouquet of flowers during last week’s fanmeeting expecting anything.

It was just that Kazuha was an easy person to love. Yunjin sensed her sincerity from the moment they met. Kazuha never did anything halfway. She put her all into everything, especially her performance. But, Yunjin would be lying if she found nothing endearing about the more casual side of her. Her easy-going, laid-back personality, infectious laugh, and samoyed-like softness made her even more likeable.

Putting her jacket on, Kazuha did a spin. “Does this make me seem more put-together?”

“Are you asking me?” Yunjin asked.

“Who else is around, unnie?”

“It’s a cute look.”

“You’re not lying to make me feel better, right?”

“Zuha, you’re pretty in anything you wear.”

“I’m not sure about that.”

“Come on, you rocked an inflatable riding dinosaur costume in Times Square.” Yunjin stretched her arms. “You know what? I should get my sister to send me the ugliest Christmas sweaters we own. But even then, I still think you would look beautiful.”

“I’ve never seen an ugly Christmas sweater, but if you say so.”

“Okay. I’m making you wear one this Christmas.”

“Only if you wear one too.”

“That’s a given.”

“Want to see the snow with me?”

Yunjin nodded. She grabbed a jacket that happened to look similar to the one Kazuha was wearing. Another thing to add to their never-ending thread of matching clothes.

Kazuha mentioned in an interview that if she were to wear another member’s clothes, she thought Yunjin’s style was cool. That video they did where they swapped closets made them realize that there was a lot of overlap there.

Yunjin looked at the t-shirt and jeans she was wearing. She slipped on the jacket. Stylists definitely knew what they were doing when they said adding layers made any outfit better.

They both put on boots, stepping out of the dorm. Kazuha’s were gray; hers were brown. She noticed Kazuha’s fingers twitch at her sides during the elevator ride down. She took Kazuha’s hand with a smile. Kazuha smiled back. They looked at each other. The elevator dinged. They let go, stepping out.

Same group members holding hands wasn’t anything suspicious, but they didn’t want anyone to get the wrong idea. It wouldn’t be the first time someone suspected something between them.

Frigid air hit them as they walked outside. Snowflakes fell. A small layer of snow squished underneath their feet.

“I understand now,” Kazuha said, catching snowflakes in her palms. “Those cheesy romance movies were up to something with this.”

“Yeah…” Yunjin looked at Kazuha as she spun in the snow. “It’s enchanting.”

Kazuha turned. “We should do the Snowman challenge!”

“Where did that come from?”

“This is the perfect vibe!”

The song was romantic. Fit for the winter. On par with The First Snow by EXO in terms of popularity during this time. Although Snowman was happier. The former was like the Last Christmas of Korea. Unavoidable. Overplayed to the point of being hated. Bound to also have a challenge done by Kazuha with it, because she was a lover at heart.

Sia’s voice filtered out of Kazuha’s phone as she set it down to record. Pressing the red button, she stepped back, grabbing Yunjin’s hands, swaying them back and forth. “Dance with me.”

Yunjin chuckled, swaying along to the music with Kazuha. She didn’t know who was supposed to be leading who in this impromptu routine, but that was the fun of it. They twirled each other, pushed each other forwards and backwards with their palms, even spun around a few times separately in front of the camera before Yunjin almost tripped. Kazuha instinctively leaned forward to catch her, but Yunjin caught herself. Kazuha ended the recording there, sliding her phone back in her pocket.

“Ah, sorry,” Yunjin apologized.

“It’s okay. How about we try something slower? Without the camera this time,” Kazuha suggested.

“Aren’t you cold?”

“I am, but it’s worth it. There’s nowhere else I’d rather be than with you in this moment.”

Yunjin pulled Kazuha into a tight hug. A kind of hug that warmed you from the inside out. A kind of hug that let you forget you were shivering. A kind of hug you didn’t want to break away from.

Stepping back, Yunjin held her hand out. “Can you lead me?”

Kazuha grabbed Yunjin’s hand, intertwining their fingers as she moved to put a steadying arm around her waist. She stepped forward. Yunjin stepped back, matching the movement. The dance was slow, almost charged as they waltzed closer and closer to each other.

“Do you think we’ll have long-lasting love?” Yunjin asked.

“I don’t know,” Kazuha said truthfully. “All I know is the present. And I love you in the present.”

“I love you too.”

As snow fell around them, cold lips met, warm bodies tangled, and love blossomed. They didn’t need superstitions.

ao3

Wrote two gifts for [personal profile] elasticella’s Sapphic Stocking Stuffers event
stay with you for SaraJaye
already won for ilejeshi

Participated in [community profile] yuletide
let love take control for becomingabeing

I’m so happy to be a part of this community! Cheers to 2026 :))
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1. Including WIPs, how many fics have you worked on since January 1st? Original fiction counts too!

I worked on 17 fics and 3 original works this year!

2. How many did you post for other people to read?

I posted 12 of them.

3. What's something NEW that you tried in a fic?

I used different styling elements to add sign language into one of my fics.

4. What piece of media inspired you the most?

XO, Kitty. Also, real life (actor and idol behind the scenes videos, performances, reactions, photos).

5. How many fandoms did you write for?

I wrote for nine fandoms! (Genshin Impact, LE SSERAFIM, The Pitt, LOONA, Thai Actor RPF, TWICE, XO Kitty, My Safe Zone, Girl Meets World)

6. What ship(s) captured your heart?

LE SSERAFIM: Kazuha/Yunjin
XO, Kitty: Kitty/Yuri

7. What character(s) captured your heart?

Yuri Han, Nakamura Kazuha, Park Chaewon, Ganyu, Victoria Javadi, Trinity Santos, Lena Lorena Schuett, Miu Natsha Taechamongkalapiwat

8. Did you write for any new fandoms or ships?

XO, Kitty, Thai Actor RPF, Genshin Impact, The Pitt, My Safe Zone, LOONA, and Girl Meets World are all new this year! The only fandoms I've written for previously are TWICE and LE SSERAFIM.

Kitty/Yuri, Ganyu/Keqing, Riley/Maya, Milk/Love, Fay/May, Lookmhee/Sonya, and Chaewon/Hyeju are all new ships for me!

9. What fic meant the most to you to write?

Well, I started it two years ago and it's still on-going, but I posted the first three chapters of Welcome to Le Café. It's my most meaningful work so far as it deals with disability in a way that I haven't written before and I really want to do my best in representing that fairly.

10. What fic made you feel the happiest to work on?

My XO, Kitty season 3 imagining Finding My Seoul! It's just so fun to write something I know is not going to happen, but what I want to anyway!

11. What fic was the most satisfying to finish?

For sure let love take control. It's not posted yet as of writing this, but man it felt good to get that out there.

12. What fic was the most challenging to work on?

Definitely, Welcome To Le Café. There's a lot of moving parts I have to keep track of, but that's also the most rewarding part.

13. What's the most interesting topic you researched for a fic?

I haven't gotten to implement it yet, but I would say researching Korean wedding traditions was super interesting.

14. What were your shortest and longest fics?

My 4 drabbles I posted are the shortest at 100 words each, and my on-going XO, Kitty season 3 imagining Finding My Seoul is the longest, currently sitting at ~33,000 words.

15. What was on your writing playlist?

I Like Me Better by Lauv was a big hitter.

16. Where did you write? Was there a favorite spot?

I typically wrote at home, but I liked the library, campus hallways, and classrooms before class.

17. What’s your favorite title of the year?

Loved the double meanings of Finding My Seoul and let love take control.

18. Share your favorite opening line

I can't choose just one! So have three!

"All walking through Times Square reminds Yunjin of is the time during the Easy, Crazy, Hot tour when Kazuha tried to get someone to do a dance challenge with her while wearing a dinosaur costume. It’s a bittersweet memory now."- for a while

"In the Incheon airport stood two best friends about to be separated by 11,088 kilometers for a year."- never too far away (11,088 kilometers)

"A car was supposed to be safe. It was a vehicle with many complex parts. It weighed tons, with a protective metal coating around the exterior. Or at least, that was what famous ballet dancer Nakamura Kazuha thought."- Welcome To Le Café

19. Share your favorite ending line

Have three once again!

"They stared at each other, their eyes reflecting each other. Emotion swirled in pools of brown, and that was honesty. The eyes never lied. Mina was always more than just a muse. Chaeyoung didn’t need to say it. So, instead, she leaned in. Actions always spoke louder than words, anyway." - GIRL

"Hyeju kissed Chaewon, and everything except the taste of salt and mint fell away. The fact that they were in the middle of the airport didn’t matter. After all, some of the best love stories started in an airport." - never too far away (11,088 kilometers)

"Milk smiled, snuggling close to Love. It spoke louder than any words. They had each other. Damp hair, aching bones, and all." - let love take control

20. Share your favorite piece of dialogue

excerpt from Finding My Seoul chapter 3x6: To Bukjeon, With Love“This is a weird request, but…” Kitty trailed off, not being able to admit her fear.

“What is it? Nothing can be that weird after everything we’ve been through,” Yuri said.

“Can I practice Korean with you?”

“Like right now?”

“Just tell me if I sound atrocious.”

“It can’t be that bad, but sure.”

Kitty took a deep breath before starting. “Hello. It’s nice to see you again. How have you been? How is your work going? Any interesting stories?”

“It’s a little stiff and formal, but it doesn’t sound terrible. You just need practice,” Yuri said.

“I bet Min Ho would’ve stopped me in the middle of my sentence. So, thank you. I guess I just need to loosen up.”

Yuri lightly nudged Kitty in the side. “You need to embrace your Korean side more, Song.”

Kitty hated how the nickname made her heart skip a beat more than “Covey” ever did. Maybe Min Ho was right to have his reservations. She always teetered so close to the edge of risking it all, of making another mistake, of going back on all her promises when Yuri was next to her. But she couldn’t afford to relive that blissful moment.

Looking down at the brick beneath her feet, Kitty sighed. “Easier said than done.”

“Wasn’t your whole goal in coming here to do that?” Yuri asked.

“Do you think my mom is proud of me?”

“I could ask you the same thing.”

“Why wouldn’t Jina be proud of you?”

“Why wouldn’t Eve be proud of you?”

“Touché.”

“So, are you going to knock on the door?”

21. Share the funniest line(s) you wrote this year

This one made me laugh.

They’re doing well! They still ask about you sometimes, you know? ‘I wonder how that Kazuha girl you always talked about is doing.’ I never know how to respond. I want to say you’re well too, but somehow that feels like a lie.” Yunjin gestured towards Kazuha’s prosthetic. “You lost a leg, for God’s sake!” - Welcome To Le Café

22. Did you get frustrated with a fic at some point? What happened and how did you get past it?

I was frustrated with how to work through chapter 3 of Welcome To Le Café for a while, but I found a work around by finding that the phrase I wanted to convey had a different sign that sent across the same message.

23. If you had to choose one, what was THE most satisfying writing moment of your year?

Finishing my Fandom Trumps Hate 2024 obligations!

24. Did you do anything special to celebrate finishing something?

No, not really. I always have more things to work on.

25. Did you create fanworks other than fic? Show one off!

I recorded two podfics!

[Podfic] my heart is a traveler for celli
[Podfic] When Words Fail for ThatBitchMabel

26. How many fannish events did you take part in? Things like bangs, exchanges, ship weeks, zines, prompt memes, etc. They all count!

This year I wrote for Kpop Ficmix, ficwip's the fic that haunts you, ficwip's A Picture's Worth 1000 Words, ficwip's drabble prompts, scarygirlynight, Sapphic Stocking Stuffers, Yuletide, and fandomtrees. I also finished Fandom Trumps Hate assignments from 2024.

27. Think back on everything you've worked on since January and give yourself a compliment. A real one! Be nice to yourself.

I made a real comeback in 2025 and I'm so proud of myself for having my second most productive writing year on AO3 to date!

28. If this were an awards show, who would you thank?

Thank you to my friends in ficwip and kpop multimuses, and my real life friends and family for always supporting me through everything. I love you guys!

29. What’s left on your to-do list for 2025?

Nothing. I completed everything I wanted to this year. I'm taking the rest of the year to study for the LSAT.

30. What would you like to write next year?

Next year, I want to finish writing Finding My Seoul, I want to write another M/M fic, and I want to participate in a fandom event that I haven't done before (this one's in progress with Small Fandom Big Bang, but another one would be nice).
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I'm so late with this, but I posted three fills for scarygirlynight last month!

Happy reading!

1. for a while (a le sserafim shinez post-disbandment au)

Read belowAll walking through Times Square reminds Yunjin of is the time during the Easy, Crazy, Hot tour when Kazuha tried to get someone to do a dance challenge with her while wearing a dinosaur costume. It’s a bittersweet memory now.

Five years removed, the billboards feature faces of groups Yunjin isn’t familiar with and movies she isn’t interested in. One of them flashes by, displaying her recent Vogue ad after the release of her third solo album. Her polished face and glamorous outfit stare back at her, betraying her current appearance—no makeup, a hoodie she has her hands inside the pockets of, and comfortable jeans.

Music was always her passion, but recording in a studio in New York is lonelier compared to Seoul. She misses having one of her members right on the other side of the booth or even in the booth with her, recording a harmony or duet part. The group chat they share becomes less and less active until the only time they message in it is wishing each other happy birthdays and support on their individual projects when they come out.

Her phone vibrates in her jacket pocket as her hand ghosts over it. Pulling it out, she sees a message in the Fimmies group chat. It’s a picture of one of her billboards in another part of Times Square. But none of them are even in the US, as far as she knows. She looks at who sent it. Kazuha. With the message that she’s proud of Yunjin and misses the group. She follows it with a photo from that tour in that costume, saying she kind of wants to recreate it. Chaewon responds first, saying she missed them too, asking how Kazuha’s filming was going.

Kazuha’s filming something? Yunjin guesses Kazuha had her reasons for not telling her, considering everything that had happened between them. The members knew why they cried the hardest for each other at Incheon airport when they walked in opposite directions. It was a secret from everyone but them. From the moment they shared a kiss in a hotel room in Busan during their first trip alone together to the silver ring Kazuha slipped off ‌her finger and onto Yunjin’s palm when she left, their relationship differed from the rest of the group’s.

Chaewon knew it best. They were roommates after all. Being a perpetual third wheel was not a job for the faint of heart. She witnessed how Yunjin and Kazuha shared a similar sense of humor and taste in food, the way they implicitly understood each other’s needs, and the way they were almost never out of sync with one another. The occasional arguments they had after a long day were often resolved just as quickly as they started.

At least, it was that way until they went their separate ways. This was not something they could resolve with a few simple words and a quick kiss. They were about to be on the other side of the world from each other, and this time it was a goodbye, not a see you soon. Something final. Something they couldn’t come back from.

Still, Yunjin waits. For what, she doesn’t know. Maybe for fate to work its course again like it did the first time they met or something else entirely, but there’s a hole in her heart where Kazuha belonged that she doesn’t care to cover up with anything else. So, she pours it all out into songs that she sings alone in an apartment too big or a booth too empty and walks the streets of the city that never sleeps, hoping for miracles.

Nostalgia stings in the crowded street. Yunjin thinks that’s a good lyric if not for the shock that wracks through her at seeing Kazuha’s face on a movie poster that goes by above her. It’s something of an action film—an explosion in the background, Kazuha wearing all-black, holding a gun. Yunjin looks at her hands, sporting a ring on each. Hers, and the one Kazuha gave back to her.

Opening Instagram, she does something she hasn’t in months, clicks through the members’ profiles. She lingers a little too long on Kazuha’s most recent post from a couple of days ago, the background song being one from Yunjin’s most recent album. The comments are about what you would expect, many asking and theorizing about a reunion based on the use of the song. Kazuha responds to a comment asking if she misses Yunjin, to which she replies: every day.

Yunjin slides her hands over her face, feeling the cool silver ‌of the rings on her cheeks. “What am I doing? This is stupid.” She closes the app, turns off her phone, and continues walking to a small bakery tucked away in the corner. “Thank God,” she whispers to herself as she walks in, grateful to be away from the street’s overstimulation.

Someone in front of her orders an almond croissant and an iced americano to go. They look like they’re in a hurry, not realizing they dropped their card after paying, rushing to leave after receiving their food. She bends down to pick up the card, checking the name on the back.

“Is the world playing tricks on me?” Yunjin mutters.

Bolting out of the bakery, Yunjin runs after the person who dropped their card, squeezing through the droves of people. It proves harder than the rom-coms make it out to be. Her athleticism’s no match for the person she’s chasing, even though they worked out together countless times.

“Kazuha Nakamura!” Yunjin cries out.

Kazuha stops in her tracks, turning around. They stare at each other for a few moments, as if they are not on the bustling street, but back in that quiet bakery. Time stretches as they both stand in silence, unwilling to break whatever this is.

“You dropped your card,” Yunjin finally says, holding it out for Kazuha to grab.

Kazuha takes it from Yunjin’s hand. “Oh.” She scratches the back of her neck, like she doesn’t know what to do with that information. “Thanks.”

“I miss you too.”

Kazuha wraps Yunjin in a hug that Yunjin immediately melts into. Yunjin doesn’t want to let go, lest she forget the way their bodies meld together so perfectly. Kazuha steps back first. Yunjin already misses the warmth.

“Why didn’t you tell me you were going to be here?” Yunjin asks.

“I thought maybe you didn’t want to see me. After…you know,” Kazuha says.

Yunjin takes off the ring on her right hand and gives it back to Kazuha. “I always want to see you. I love you.”

Kazuha puts the ring on. “I love you too. I’m sorry it had to happen the way it did.”

“I get it. We went in different directions.”

“Let’s say I take this back to the director.” Kazuha holds up the croissant and coffee. “Then I take the day off and we can be together for a while.”

“I’d like that.”

Yunjin will take “for a while”. After all, she has been waiting that long.


2. GIRL (a twice michaeng idol au)

Read belowIt was way past the time for her to be expecting anyone when Chaeyoung heard a knock on her door. She was working on lyrics for her solo album trilogy on the couch with papers laid out on the coffee table. Beside her lay her guitar. The setup was messy and organized in a way that the only person who understood it was herself. Whoever showed up at her apartment this late had better have been worth it to interrupt her writing session like this, especially after a long schedule where she barely had any time to herself.

Opening the door revealed Mina in casual clothes, wearing a light sweater, one she most likely knitted herself. Chaeyoung blinked a few times to make sure she was seeing things correctly. When she confirmed Mina was indeed not a ghost of her imagination, she stepped aside, letting her in.

“Unnie, what are you doing here?” Chaeyoung asked. “Not that I mind, but it’s late.”

“I wanted to see you,” Mina said, looking around the apartment like she hadn’t seen it at least a dozen times before.

Chaeyoung chuckled. “We see each other almost every day. Did you miss me that much?”

“I always miss when you’re not around.”

That was one thing that made it difficult for Chaeyoung to imagine Mina purely as her muse, her sweet words. Other times it was a comforting brush of the arm, and even the fan service got to her at points. Ten years ago, it was easy to admire Mina on the surface level; she was objectively beautiful in the way Chaeyoung’s b-side on Knock Knock highlighted. Now, Chaeyoung saw beneath the beauty.

Mina never looked like she wanted to get something out of you. She had the presence of a beach, in the way hearing gentle waves calmed you down, but also, in the way the ocean bore something powerful and seductive.

One of Chaeyoung’s songs on the album she was writing reflected that. She believed there was power in things not said. That the quiet ones were often the ones with the most to say. Mina didn’t speak much. She let her actions do the talking. From the back hugs, to the soft smiles, to the love in her eyes, Chaeyoung knew how much Mina cared. It made it hard to separate her feelings.

With Haesol, it was never that complicated. Chaeyoung never viewed him in certain terms. He was easy. He made good music. She liked his music. They met, saw each other for a while, and that was that. Simple.

Mina, however, was never simple. Chaeyoung remembered lying in that bed with her a few weeks after they debuted as a camera looked down on them. She was peeling a mandarin when she got a whiff of the jasmine perfume Mina sprayed on her pillow. It was an innocent action, in hindsight, but something in the way Chaeyoung looked at her made Mina ask an equally innocent question, in hindsight, but one Chaeyoung still couldn’t answer to this day.

Did you fall in love with me?

In front of the camera, the obvious response was to say yes, but Chaeyoung was sixteen. She didn’t have a real concept of what love meant. What about now? Did she have the answer at twenty-six? Or would she forever be relegated to writing songs about a feeling she couldn’t quite name?

“Why do we live, spinning around and crashing into each other?” Mina sang. “I could be the one. You could be the one.”

Mina’s singing made Chaeyoung lose her train of thought. Looking up, she saw Mina was holding a paper with lyrics for a song she had titled GIRL. It was one song most pointedly about her.

Without a second thought about how it would sound, Chaeyoung started singing along with her. “Who’s the one? Heaven only knows.”

“Save me. Forever we could be a secret,” they harmonized at the same time.

They looked at each other as if they had just realized how well their voices matched. Fans pointed out many times that their voices blended well and that they would love to see them do a melody project together.

“I have an idea,” Chaeyoung said.

“What is it?” Mina asked.

“You should feature on my album.”

“Are you sure?”

“Why not? If Nayeon could have Felix, Jihyo could have Heize, and Tzuyu could have Peniel, why can’t I have you?”

Mina knew Chaeyoung meant that in a completely music-related sense, but she also knew they always blurred the lines between what was considered for art’s sake and what was real. Music expressed feelings plain words could not, and she understood every lyric Chaeyoung wrote about her.

“Ah, that came out wrong. I meant…” Chaeyoung started.

Mina stopped her. “I know what you meant. You always hide your feelings behind your art. I’ve learned to read between the lines.”

“I don’t know how else to be.”

“Your art is honest. It doesn’t have to be anything else.”

“My art is honest, but what about me?”

“You’re honest too, maybe not so much in words, but we’re similar in that way. I can see it in your eyes.”

They stared at each other, their eyes reflecting each other. Emotion swirled in pools of brown, and that was honesty. The eyes never lied. Mina was always more than just a muse. Chaeyoung didn’t need to say it. So, instead, she leaned in. Actions always spoke louder than words, anyway.


3. in a quieter corner (a le sserafim/ive gen/kazuha-centric idol au)

Read belowSitting at a table with other idols, Kazuha realized this event was not really what it seemed. This was a party more than a charity campaign. She took a sip of champagne and savored the way the fizz went down her throat. It gave her a distraction from the booming music and crowds of people she vaguely knew the faces of. She tugged on the collar of her jacket. This outfit had too many layers for all the warm bodies in the room, but she wanted to be respectful of the occasion.

Turning to the person on the left side, she was met with Rei from IVE. She let out a sigh of relief. Someone she knew. They weren't quite friends, but maybe she could change that tonight. She slid her palms across her thighs. Heat and nervousness were a bad combination.

"Hello!" she yelled over the music.

Rei pointed at herself. "Me?"

Kazuha nodded. "It's nice to see you again."

"Nice to see you too. I know Wonyoung and Yujin-unnie are happy to see Chaewon-unnie."

Kazuha turned to the right to see Chaewon talking animatedly with Wonyoung and Yujin, who sat to the right of Chaewon. It was nice to see Chaewon catching up with her former group members. She told Kazuha over dinner in their dorm one day that they had a group chat and made times to meet up whenever they didn't have a schedule. The member Chaewon mentioned the most was Yena when she told her and Yunjin she was going out, but sometimes it was others.

She thought it would be nice to have more idol friends like that and envied Eunchae's ability to talk to and become friends with anyone she met. It was like a superpower Kazuha wished she could copy. Eunchae told her it was easy; just be yourself, don't think about age, and remind yourself the other person could be just as nervous as you. If it were that simple, Kazuha would've had at least ten friends in this industry outside her group members by now.

"How's everything going? You're preparing for a comeback soon, right?" Rei asked.

"Yeah. 'Spaghetti.' It's a lot of fun. The concept is different from our previous songs, but I think our fans will like it a lot," Kazuha said.

"Sounds interesting. My unnies were telling me about it. I saw some of the concept photos. You guys looked so cool!"

"Thank you!"

"We're friends, right? I can call you 'unnie,' too?"

Kazuha scratched the back of her neck. "Oh. Um, totally. Then, can I call you Rei-chan?"

Rei chuckled. "Of course. That's only fair."

Getting up, Rei left her seat for someone else to take for a few minutes as she grabbed food. Those few minutes were more than enough time for a male actor to slide up next to Kazuha and introduce himself. She was immediately uncomfortable, and ever more aware of the pounding bass, the intoxicating scents, and the temperature in the room. Pulling at her collar again, she tried to will the sweat building on her palms and forehead away, but it didn't work. She put a hand to her heart, noticing it beating faster than normal. Her state drove the actor away, which she was grateful for, but it didn't help what he started. Rei returned to the table too late.

Kazuha tapped Chaewon's shoulder and stood up. "I think I need some air."

Chaewon looked up, concerned. "Are you okay?"

Kazuha shook her head. She needed to leave this party. Chaewon slung her purse over her shoulder and helped Kazuha through the crowd into the hallway. Wonyoung, Yujin, and Rei followed. They sat in a corner of the hallway together.

Chaewon rubbed Kazuha's back. "Breathe. We're here."

Rei rubbed Kazuha's arm. "I should've waited."

Kazuha took a deep breath. "It's not your fault."

"Don't blame yourself, Rei-chan. This can happen anywhere," Chaewon said.

Kazuha nodded, taking more deep breaths as she counted by fives in Japanese. The last time she had a panic attack was in the Netherlands after an intense ballet practice where her instructor tore into her. She thought she had it under control, but this event was more overwhelming than she thought it would be. She wouldn't have even considered attending if this was how it was going to be.

Yujin pulled her up, urging her to copy the stretches she did. Kazuha did them, wiping the sweat off her forehead. This was working.

"What did you think about the 'Compact Bites' shoot?" Chaewon asked.

Kazuha smiled. "I never thought I would hold a chainsaw prop for a photoshoot, so it was really unexpected, but I think it turned out well."

Her heart beat at a normal rate. She hugged Chaewon. Rei, Wonyoung, and Yujin joined in, grouping around them. They stayed like that for a few moments, basking in the warmth before backing away.

"How about we get out of here?" Chaewon asked.

"I thought you'd never ask," Kazuha said.
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 Hello Fellow Yuletide Writer! 
 
I’m TheEmeraldGirl23, and I hope this letter finds you well.
 
If you’re here, it means we share a similar interest, and I can’t wait to see what you’ll create! 
 
The following letter is a supplement to the Optional Details in my requests in case you would like a more in-depth explanation of them. Possible prompts from the requests will be copied here as well. But if you already have an idea in mind, and forge your own path, that’s totally cool too! 
 
I also love and welcome treats! 
 
General Likes
-Fluff 
-Humor
-Romance
-Slice of Life 
-Angst 
-Smut
-Hurt/Comfort 
-Mutual Pining
-Fake Dating 
-Slow Burn 
-Getting Together 
-Established Relationship 
-There was only one bed 
-Cuddling 
-Happy/Hopeful Endings 
-Communication 
-Banter 
-Flirting 
-Childhood/Best Friends to Lovers 
-Enemies to Friends to Lovers 
-Academic/Athletic Rivals to Lovers
-Roommates
-Idiots in Love 
-Canon Compliant
-Alternate Universes (Canon Divergence, High School, College, Royalty, Fantasy, Science Fiction, Supernatural, Coffee Shops, Soulmates, etc.) 
-Character Studies 
-Road trips/vacations
 
General DNWs
-Rape/non-con 
-Watersports 
-Scat
-Cheating/infidelity between the main pairing 
-Blood-related incest 
-Major character death
-Extreme gore/violence 
-Gender-bender 
-Pregnancy
-Animal cruelty/death
-Mary Sues/Gary Stus
-Damsels in distress 
 
Fandom Specifics

XO, Kitty (TV)
Oh, how I adore this sappy, kind of cringy, coming of age teen drama. I watched it before even knowing the original source material that it was based on. I saw a clip on Twitter of the scene with Kitty’s dream in season 1 and knew I had to watch it, because in true sapphic form, I gravitate towards anything that could have the potential for a sapphic relationship. That may have gotten me in, but what really kept me watching was the journey surrounding Kitty and her mom. I felt that that was where the true heart of the story was. I hope they return to it in season 3. 
 
Katherine “Kitty” Song-Covey/Yuri Han
I know I’m in the minority here, but kittyuri is my favorite Kitty ship, followed by daekitty and then mooncovey. I just like how unexpected they were. From the way the show was marketed in the beginning, it didn’t seem like Yuri was even an option, but then there was the surprise twist in season one episode 6. I’m rooting for Yuri’s redemption and full feelings realization in season 3. They deserve to be endgame, and I’ll keep saying it, even though I’m like 80% sure they won’t be. Their tropes are unmatched, like that invisible string, enemies to friends to future lovers serve! Nothing compares. 
 
Madison Miller/Mihee Yoon
This is such a crackship, but hear me out! I would love to see more of their interactions. I know I wasn’t the only one who noticed the way Mihee did Madison’s hair at the cabin during Seollal, or the mention that they planned the Cherry Blossom Ball together, or the fact they danced together at it! I’m a yoonmiller truther, and I believe in the bi-Madison agenda. Like, come on, one of her conclusions about Kitty’s letter was that Yuri wrote it about her! There is no way that girl is straight. I also think Mihee changed Madison’s mind about casual dating, as in the first season, she expressed how she never wanted anything serious with Min Ho. 
 
Possible Prompts
-Canon divergence scenarios (e.g Kitty and Yuri dancing together at the cherry blossom ball instead of Kitty and Min Ho, Min Ho not interrupting their moment after watching the tape of Kitty’s mom, getting a longer moment on top of that mountain in season 1 episode 4 before Dae makes it to the top, etc.) 
-Post-season 2 imaginings (e.g. Yuri crashing a date between Kitty and Min Ho, Yuri taking Kitty’s measurements for a dress, Kitty comforting Yuri after the lawsuit, etc.) 
-A soulmate au (literal red string of fate, perhaps, identifying marks, counters, whatever you want) 
-A different first meeting (what if Kitty met both Dae and Yuri at Namsan Tower? What if they met in Portland during one of Yuri’s dad’s business trips? Something like that) 
-The behind-the-scenes planning of the Cherry Blossom Ball with Madison and Mihee 
-Madison realizing that she wants to try an actual relationship the more she spends time with Mihee 
-Kitty enlisting Madison and Mihee’s help in planning Lara Jean and Peter’s wedding 
 
Additional note: While these four are formatted as two separate ships, you are welcome to feature the other set of characters in your fic if it’s about one ship or the other, if you so wish. I also don’t object to including non-nominated characters, such as Dae, Juliana, and Praveena. 
 
NMIXX (Band)
I have to admit; I was one of the many who didn’t get O.O at first, but by DICE I was completely enchanted by these girls and their concept, strong vocals, and personalities. I was here for Jinni’s departure and eventual solo debut and will always support the members in whatever comes in the future. Blue Valentine is an absolute banger of an album and deserves so much recognition. Sure, NMIXX has a polarizing sound, but damn, do they put in the work. They’re one group I’m truly proud to stan. 

Lily Marrow/Oh Haewon
Lily, oh, what are we to do about your total downbadism for Haewon? It’s so obvious that girl loves her. How are you blushing, swooning, giggling, kicking your feet every time Haewon does anything in your direction, Lily? And Haewon too! Like you're not fooling anyone with those yearning eyes. Not to mention all the times Lily said she and Haewon would be the parents of NMIXX. The way they refused to do the pepero game together with the excuse Haewon was sick? The yuriful Blue Valentine concept photo? Their backstory with joining JYPE? Fuck it, I’m haely. 
 
Bae Jinsol | Bae/Kim Jiwoo
I’ve been on this train since Jiwoo’s Instagram post showcasing her face covered in kisses from Bae. I know sullbae is the more popular pairing, but jjyusol have their questionable moments too. Jiwoo looks at Bae like she hung the stars at times and it makes me so crazy about them. Oh, don’t let me forget the Spinnin’ On It Saja Boys version where Bae kissed Jiwoo’s hand, that time they tried to do a yoga pose and Jiwoo ended up falling on top of Bae, resulting in a compromising position, and their moments in livestreams and stage. Man, I’m in rarepair hell. 

Possible Prompts
-k-pop demon hunters fusion 
-fake dating, for whatever reason you choose 
-at what point does fanservice become more than that? 
-pining/jealousy over a certain member 
-first meetings 
-the goings-on of the recording booth
-food/attraction tour around Seoul 
 
Additional note: While Sullyoon has not been explicitly requested, I don’t oppose her inclusion in whatever way you like, to make Jiwoo jealous, to act as a matchmaker for Lily and Haewon, etc. And even though Kyujin wasn’t nominated, feel free to include her as well, if you want. My personal favorite ship for Kyujin is Hong Eunchae from LE SSERAFIM, but I don’t mind her with Sullyoon either or being included in a way to make Bae jealous. 
 
Thai GL RPF
I’ve been watching Thai GL since 2022, when Gap: The Series made it big and put it on people’s radar. I honestly haven’t been keeping up with many this season since there have been a lot more coming out in the past couple of years, but I do have a kind of soft spot for IdolFactory GLs. I’ve watched every GL they’ve produced so far. Other favorites include The Secret of Us, 23.5, and Queendom. I have yet to watch Pluto, Us, Affair, and Whale Store xoxo, but they’re on the list. I’m so proud of how far we’ve come in terms of the production of GL, and I just hope we continue this trajectory in the future. My favorite couple pairings include, but aren’t limited to: FreenBecky, FayMay, MilkLove, NamtanFilm, and LingOrm. 
 
Fay Kunyaphat Na Nakhorn/May Yada Watcharamusik
These two are dating in real life; I know it, I just can’t prove it. Fay’s “My best Osaka view” tweet with a black-and-white photo of May’s side profile and the skyline in the background; the Osaka fan meeting where they just went for it in the Pocky game; the entire FayMayNeen vlog series. Everything about them just screams girlfriend. They’re also shipping gold. The taller younger person x older shorter person dynamic, the clinginess, sense of adventure, supportiveness. I love them dearly. Watch Somewhere Somehow if you haven’t yet. 

Arhoung Nattawadee Pipobpornchai/Pam Tarradee Watancharoen
I just think these two are absolutely adorable. They are so princess-coded, and their chemistry is some of the best I’ve ever seen out of Thai GL. Their height difference is so delicious. They are so ragebaiter x ragebaited and I find that so incredibly endearing. Arhoung loves to tease, and Pam falls for it every time. They fit together and know each other so well. You can see how comfortable they are with each other, like the time they made each other flower arrangements, picked outfits for each other, and bought each other gifts matching their tastes. Everybody should go watch Queendom. It is so amazing yet so underrated. 
 
Possible Prompts
-The consequences of getting too deep into a scene 
-Dates in Japan during the filming of Somewhere Somehow 
-The contrast between acting like you hate each other in a series but loving each other in real life 
-co-stars acting as matchmakers
-“Who are we when the camera isn’t on us?” 
- wrap party shenanigans
- A supernatural au/Queendom fusion (let’s get more meta, shall we?) 
 
Additional Note: Other nominated and non-nominated actresses/actors are welcome to be included in the fic as far as you so choose 
 
Law School (TV)
I originally watched this drama for a class about the representation of law in popular media. I wrote an essay about how the show demonstrates popular legal culture with how it shows the intensity of the law school experience from both the students’ and professor’s point of view, while also addressing differences between the Korean and United States legal systems. I didn’t expect to love the show as much as I did. It made me sort of anxious for my own law school experience, but low-key in a good way. I know most likely my school won’t be the center of a murder mystery that my professors would use as a case, and can appreciate the dramatics of it from the comfort of my own home. 
 
Kang Sol A/Kang Sol B
They had so much potential! The contrast between the both of them made for insane tension and drama. Their rivals to friends/teammates serve was iconic. I really enjoyed how they warmed up to each other by the end with that competition and the party where Sol A handed Sol B a drink after overhearing Sol B compliment her on her job during the competition even though they didn’t win. The fact that they were roommates too just does something to me. You can’t tell me they didn’t have an angry make-out session at least once when they were rivals. 

Possible Prompts
-A post-canon fic exploring Sol B as a Judge and Sol A as an attorney 
-Late night study dates in the dorm 
-Sol B caring for a drunk Sol A 
-Addressing their inferiority complexes 
-What happens during their other years in law school 
-Sol B meets Sol A’s family 
 
Additional Note: While Joon Hwi and Ye Seul haven’t been explicitly requested, I also really enjoyed their characters in the show and wouldn’t mind their inclusion. I think the idea of Sol A/Sol B/Joon Hwi is interesting, in whatever way you want to interpret the dynamic. 
 
ゆるキャン△ | Yuru Camp | Laid-Back Camp (Anime)
I love cute girls doing cute things, what can I say? This anime is so comforting, and although I’ve never been camping, the way they show it makes it seem so idyllic. I would’ve loved to be in a club like the outdoors club in high school. It would’ve been so fun to just hang out with a group of people and go on a hike, fish, or go camping. When I want to feel like I’m being wrapped up in a warm blanket in the cold of winter, this is the show I go back to. I was in an anime club in college, and this is what we watched after Violet Evergarden broke our hearts. This anime is healing. 
 
Inuyama Aoi/Oogaki Chiaki
I love a tsundere x bubbly girl type beat. It’s such a fun trope. Chiaki is not the kind of person who lets people in very easily and it’s fun to see how she warms up to the other girls as they spend more time together. Inuko, on the other hand, is the fun-loving, always up for anything kind of person. They build the perfect dynamic. It’s also sad to see them relegated as a side pairing to Rin/Nadeshiko. No hate to them at all, I love whatever they have going on as well, but I would love to see more of Aoi and Chiaki as a stand-alone pairing. 

Possible Prompts
-A duo camping trip 
-shopping and cooking a meal together 
-late-night conversations in a shared tent 
-a quiet morning over coffee 
-a biking au where Inuko is a pro biker in something like the Tour de France and Chiaki is a journalist writing about her 
 
Additional Note: While I’m not opposed to the inclusion of Rin and Nadeshiko, I would like the focus to be on Aoi and Chiaki, so take that as you will. 
 
Thank you so much for taking the time to read all of my yapping!! 
 
Sincerely, TheEmeraldGirl23 
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 broken pleas and desperate dreams

I didn’t know when this job became such a burden 

It crept up so slowly

You wouldn’t know it 

Until it slammed you in the back 


So, I beared it 

Because I’m a fighter in actions not words

The yelling 

The judging

The nagging 

The blaming 

The rambling 

The what-could’ve-meant-something’s 

If they came from anyone else 


The empty praise 

I used to take 

Because I was so good at faking 

Accepting the bare minimum 

Knowing I deserved better 


I spilled my heart out;

The responsibilities I wasn’t supposed to have, 

And what the last year took out of me 

To all the souls who understood 


I never got the respect 

Or recognition 

All I got were  

Red eyes 

And red skin 


To prove that the hurt 

Was(n’t) worth it in the end 


That the pain I’m forever marked with 

Had a purpose 


That my broken pleas 

Were heard 


And my desperate dreams 

Were realized 

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 This Is What Home Looks Like


This is

What Home looks like.

Happy children. Wide toothy smiles. 

Hugs for a family photo. Arms around each other.

Standing around the kitchen. Eating and drinking at the island counter.

Bilingual conversations in the living room. Voices you need headphones to muffle. 

Huddling close to the fireplace in winter. Grasping for a spot in front of the fan in summer.
Home is not always a place. Home is the people we adore. 
Home is where everything lies. Home is in the little things.
Home is that dusty photo album on Uncle’s cluttered desk.
Home is that one stuffed animal you are too fond to throw. 
Home is dancing to the oldies in the living room with you.
Home is stargazing in tents on the backyard lawn with you.
Home is friends who ride on all the rollercoasters with you.
Home is sitting in the living room as Aunt braids your hair.
Home is Brother dropping crumbs from Mom’s soda bread.
Home is Dad tucking you in again at night after nightmares.
Home is you, me, and everyone around with a beating heart. 


 
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Resisting Conformity 

Uniqueness defines humanity. Sameness is the desire of the people in the world of Lois Lowry’s 1993 novel The Giver. The story follows a boy named Jonas who’s tasked with the job of becoming the next “Receiver of Memory”. He is the new person in charge of keeping all the memories of the past, pain, and pleasure in a world that has erased any semblance of those things. After receiving these memories, he decides to challenge the status quo. The 2014 film adaptation employs techniques such as tone, both in a visual context through color and an emotional one through the score and sound, and Jonas’s styling to convey his rejection of conformity. 

 The film starts with Jonas riding his bicycle to the Nurturing Center along with his friends Fiona and Asher. Here, he meets Gabriel, a newchild he quickly grows fond of. The novel follows different events, starting with a telling of feelings around the dinner table. Jonas doesn’t meet Gabriel until his father brings him home a couple of chapters later. “It was the first thing Jonas noticed as he looked at the newchild peering up curiously from the basket. The pale eyes” (Lowry 25). In the Nurturing Center scene, the film takes the focus away from their connection, instead making it the first time Jonas sees color—the red of Fiona’s hair. This establishes his uniqueness within the first five minutes. Everything around them is gray, but Jonas suddenly sees Fiona’s hair color and the voices are drowned out by melancholy music, highlighting the importance of this realization and “heighten[ing] the effectiveness of the image” (Cahir). 

When Jonas is gifted his position, he has to travel to the edge of the city. The film puts distance between him, his peers, and his family with this location as opposed to in the novel where it is located behind Fiona’s workplace—the Center of the Old. As he goes to work for the first time, the viewer sees him wearing an outfit that makes him stand out. Fiona even comments on how important it makes him look. As the film progresses, the viewer sees his outfits change to be more casual within the Giver’s abode, such as a loose-fitting t-shirt and pants. Within the memories, his outfits match the scene, such as him wearing a jacket, beanie, and gloves during the snow and sled scene and more traditional clothes with the dancing scene. In the novel, he wears the same tunic, sometimes in different colors, but the reader doesn’t see his clothes change in a drastic way like in the film. This styling makes him feel further differentiated from the others. 

At first, all the viewer and Jonas see is gray, but as he receives memories from the Giver, the viewer sees the world fill with color at the same time he does. No one else can understand what he’s going through, despite his desire to share his newfound knowledge. In the novel, he conceals, only sharing when necessary, until the end when he travels to Elsewhere, letting the memories go. On the other hand, the film has multiple instances in which he attempts to share his experiences, such as when he simulates the feeling of sledding with Fiona or convinces her to stop taking the injections that inhibit their emotions. These sequences work to develop a romance between him and Fiona that is not explored within the novel. There is a clear shift in tone in the scenes they are in together. Often they are slowed down as music plays over them, creating tension, especially during the scene where Jonas kisses her. 

The last third of the film reflects the last part of the novel with Jonas’s final act of rejection, escaping to Elsewhere with Gabriel. The elders try to stop his escape, disliking his defiance. Intense music plays in the background, setting the tone for the emotions the viewer is meant to feel. The viewer is at the edge of their seat, waiting to see if Jonas can successfully escape. 

All in all, the film allows the viewer to visualize Jonas’s resistance and rejection of the sameness due to seeing colors within the memories, different styling, and tone established through the score.

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Passing Time

Time is a relative concept. It’s always moving, but it’s a question of perspective on the speed at which it does. Different mediums of storytelling can turn this concept on its head to make the consumer interpret time in various ways. Madeleine L’Engle’s 1962 novel A Wrinkle in Time showcases this through a way of space-time travel called tessering. Tessering allows the main characters Meg, Calvin, and Charles Wallace to visit other worlds in a short time as they work to save Meg and Charles’ father, Dr. Murray. With atmospheres all their own, these worlds are distinct from Earth. Ava DuVernay, the director of the 2018 adaptation of the novel, attempts to capture this travel through space and time as well as the distinction in worlds with the use of techniques unique to filmmaking—special effects and color grading. 

The beginning scene of the movie is fairly different from that of the book as the movie provides the audience with a memory of Meg’s past, doing an experiment with her father, whereas the book starts directly in the next scene where Meg is in bed during a dark and stormy night. This contrast provides framing to how Meg feels about her father since the audience doesn’t get to see her inner thoughts as much. The memory is also brighter than the present day, conveying the passage of time before it is told.

When the three beings who bring Meg, Charles, and Calvin to these other worlds, Mrs. Whatsit, Mrs. Who, and Mrs. Which, are presented to the camera they’re shown to be colorful against their surroundings. Mrs. Whatsit’s white dress stands in contrast to the dark and stormy night, Mrs. Who’s shimmering sequined dress stands out against the brown floors and dark walls of her house, and Mrs. Which’s ethereal appearance, despite being in darker colors, shines against the colors of the nature outside. They appear larger than life in the film, the same way they do in the novel. 

As they tesser, an effect makes it feel like the world is shifting around them. It feels wavy in this transition. In the in-between, “[s]he was alone in a fragment of nothingness” (L’Engle 40). The film reflects this nothingness for a mere moment before they’re in another world called Uriel. Here, the sun shines down on them, whereas back on Earth it has almost set. The sky is blue, while just mere moments before orange shrouded it. Everything in this world is bright with its green hills, blue waters, and flowers of all colors. The audience gets to see “a garden even more beautiful than anything in a dream” (L’Engle 45) along with the characters as they traverse through Uriel. Special effects create a magical feeling present in the world as Mrs. Whatsit transforms into a creature who can fly and the flowers move to save Calvin as he falls from her back. This brightness, as well as, shorter shots make it feel like the viewer moves through Uriel at a faster pace (Cahir). 

Very unlike Uriel, another world they visit, Camazotz is dark, a world covered in shadow. Over the wall of shadow, there is a town with a monotonous smattering of yellow-painted houses and a continuous rhythm of kids bouncing red balls before their mothers call them in for dinner. The world then transitions to a crowded beach, full of muted colors. As Meg and Calvin run across it, the beach morphs into a gray building called Central Central Intelligence. The darkness and longer shots between transitions make everything feel slow and drawling as the audience feels the tension build while Charles loses himself to IT and Meg saves their father and him. The novel doesn’t follow the exact sequences but has that same feeling of time passing slower with longer passages spread over multiple chapters during this climax. 

In the end, while not the perfect adaptation, the film translates the bigger concepts such as time and space to portray a story that maintains the themes of love and familial relationships present in the novel. Concepts in which time transcends. 

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Community and Chrononormativity in Queer Speculative Fiction

There is an old African proverb that says, “If you want to go quickly, go alone. If you want to go far, go together.” Adam Silvera’s 2017 novel They Both Die at the End as well as Amal El-Mohtar and Max Gladstone’s 2019 novel This Is How You Lose the Time War are examples where two are better than one. While the former presents a story of two teen boys living their last day together and the latter presents two women time travelers on opposite sides of a years-long war, both are stories in which characters find community within each other. Community can commonly be defined in one of two ways: a group of people living in the same place or having a particular characteristic in common, or a feeling of fellowship with others, as a result of sharing attitudes, interests, and goals. People normally think of a community as large and encompassing, but these stories show that it can come in different forms. 

In They Both Die at the End, the main characters, Mateo and Rufus, live very different lives before they meet each other. At first, Mateo is cautious and reserved, only being very close with two people, his father and best friend, Lidia. On the other hand, Rufus is more daring and willing to take risks, tight-knit with a group he calls “The Plutos”, living in a foster home. This is shown plainly by the difference in their situations when receiving the Death-Cast call. Mateo is at his apartment alone reading a blog on his laptop, while Rufus is out with his friends Tagoe and Malcolm beating up his ex’s new boyfriend. Mateo reflects on his call, thinking, “The list of people I’ll miss…is so short I shouldn’t even call it a list: there’s Dad…my best friend Lidia…And that’s it” (Silvera 12). Contrast this with Rufus, who is close with the people in his foster home and asks to have a funeral after he receives his call. “You guys gotta do me the biggest favor. Wake up Jenn Lori and Francis. Tell them I wanna have a funeral before heading out” (Silvera 30). Despite the fact Rufus’s community is larger in the beginning, both his and Mateo’s offer support to one another, thus fulfilling the notion that a community can mean finding fellowship with one another. 

Having a community can also mean having strength, having courage, and being brave. There is nowhere that is more apparent in showcasing that than with Mateo’s growth after meeting Rufus. He learns to be adventurous and have more fun as being with Rufus brings out another side of him. Rufus offers for him to ride on the back of his bike and while initially he refuses, the next time, he vows to be brave. “This bike isn’t the worst thing…It’s freeing…When we reach our destination I’m going to do something small and brave” (Silvera 157). When they reach their destination, Althea Park, he jumps off the bike. It may be a small action, but as Rufus points out, “he’s…always want[ed] to do something exciting, just [was] too scared to go out and do it” (Silvera 158). This is an achievement for Mateo who has lived his life thus far paranoid of the things that could happen instead of living in the moment. Even something as small as jumping off the back of a bike is exciting. After this, he makes more adventurous choices, doing the “Rainforest Jump!” at the Travel Arena and singing in front of the crowd at a club called “Clint’s Graveyard” (Silvera 180 & 192). His development shows the importance of having a community, no matter who’s a part of it. 

Finding a community can be like finding a home as well. Near the end of the novel, Mateo invites Rufus back to his apartment and Rufus says, “Take me home, Mateo” (Silvera 211). It is as if by this statement Mateo’s home—which is seen as his safe space—is just as much his as it is Rufus’s. In his chapter in the book Queering the Family in Young Adult Literature, entitled “Adam Silvera’s They Both Die at the End, Familial Disruption, and the Space of the Home”, author Angel Daniel Matos makes a similar observation, saying, “...We must acknowledge that it is Rufus’s presence in the home, and not the home itself, that emanates this sense of safety” (191). This fits into the concept that home is not always a place and that people can find home within each other. Mateo and Rufus fell in love in a day, finding themselves along the way and establishing a sense of belonging with one another. 

In This is How You Lose the Time War, the circumstances are vastly different, but the main characters, Red and Blue, still find one another, redefining what it means to have love transcend all. Despite being soldiers fighting on opposite sides, Red for the Agency, and Blue for Garden, they communicate in secret with coded letters. Manifesting in different ways, these letters start off in a sort of snarky manner with lines like, “I must tell you it gives me great pleasure to think of you reading these words in licks and whorls of flame, your eyes unable to work backwards…” and “Remembering our last encounter, I thought it best to ensure you’d twist no other groundlings to your purpose, hence the bomb threat” (El-Mohtar and Gladstone 10 & 14), but, eventually, as their letters back and forth continue, unforeseen feelings develop. “I stand at cliff’s edge, and—hell. I love you, Blue. Have I always? Haven’t I?” (El-Mohtar and Gladstone 87). Blue reciprocates these feelings, professing, “Red, I love you. Red, I will send you letters from everywhen telling you so, letters of only one word, letters that will brush your cheek and grip your hair, letters that will bite you, letters that will mark you” (El-Mohtar and Gladstone 94). With these letters, they inspire each other to keep going with their language, becoming each other’s reason to continue. They think they’re being inconspicuous, but soon enough, the Agency as well as Garden catch onto their relationship. Red expresses contempt for them. “Garden, panicked, slithers shoots upthread to catch her, chase her, kill her; Commandant, feeling this, sends her own agents in pursuit. Fuck them” (El-Mohtar and Gladstone 111). Blue expresses a similar sentiment with this harrowing ending statement to the novel, “I don’t give a shit who wins this war, Garden or the Agency—towards whose Shift the arc of the universe bends. But, maybe this is how we win, Red. You and me. This is how we win” (El Mohtar and Gladstone 130). Even with all odds against them, they choose each other, going against the very systems that birthed them. Together, they resist. 

Both of these novels present narratives of the enduring nature of love and community no matter how much time one may have. As Wendy Gay Pearson puts it in her article, “Speculative Fiction and Queer Theory”, “queer speculative fiction…speaks to…issues of queer time and the ability to critique chrononormativity (the normative sense of time across the life span) to subvert assumptions about linear time and “normal” life.” They Both Die at the End gives readers a glimpse into a world in which one knows the day they’re going to die, making them think about the impermanence of life, while This is How You Lose the Time War goes in the opposite direction, creating a world in which time travel is possible and people can change how the world looks by moving a single mug to a different spot than it was in the original timeline, but achieves the same questioning by the reader. With their different approaches to critiquing chrononormativity, both novels do a fantastic job of creating characters that challenge the readers’ assumptions about what it means to be human and how to live their lives. 

In the end, these stories show how valuable spending time with loved ones is. The current reality doesn’t let people know when they are going to die nor does it have time travel to try and prevent that death from occurring. But, life is not meant to be lived worrying about the future or the past. Life is meant to be enjoyed in the present and to the fullest, surrounded by good company. 

 

Works Cited 

El-Mohtar, Amal., & Gladstone, Max. (2019). This is How You Lose the Time War. Simon and Schuster. 

Matos, Angel. Daniel. (2023). Queering the Family in Young Adult Literature. In Routledge eBooks (pp. 183–194). https://doi.org/10.4324/9781003269663-18 

Pearson, Wendy. Gay. (2022). Speculative Fiction and Queer Theory. Oxford Research Encyclopedia of Communication. https://doi.org/10.1093/acrefore/9780190228613.013.1214

Silvera, Adam. (2017). They Both Die at the End. Simon and Schuster. 

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Parable of the Sower and Patriarchy

Patriarchy: a system of society or government in which men hold the power and women are largely excluded from it. This system has been prevalent in much of American society. Throughout this country’s history, women have been put in positions secondary to men. Sometimes, it feels like women can finally have power within this society, but it never lasts long. Octavia Butler’s 1993 novel Parable of the Sower is a brilliant example of this. The protagonist Lauren Olamina, a black girl, fifteen years old at the start of the novel, grows and develops over the course of its three-year span. Even though this story is framed through her eyes, it is not entirely about her. There are fundamental male characters throughout the story that impact her journey; her father, brothers, Harry, Bankole, the community, and God. Lauren herself for a portion, even masquerades as a man to present herself as stronger while traveling. Despite the protagonist being female, men are significant to her plot. 

The first person Lauren mentions in the novel is her father. In the first paragraph, she writes, “Today is our birthday—my fifteenth and my father’s fifty-fifth” (Butler 8). This seems like an unnecessary point to mention, but Lauren views her dad as an important figure in her life and makes the effort to write that her and her father share a birthday forty years apart. She wants us to know this information. In the following sentence she writes, “I’ll try to please him—him and the community and God” (Butler 8). A traditional stereotype of women is that they exist to please a man, thus taking away their agency. Lauren is aware that she’ll never meet this expectation, qualifying the sentence with “try”. This is also the first mention of God in Lauren’s narration, creating a precedent for how God will be portrayed moving forward. However, this precedent is underscored in the following chapter when Lauren mentions “...my father’s God stopped being my God” (Butler 12). In this statement, Lauren creates a divide between her and a significant male figure in her life, signifying a rejection of pretenses and a move toward establishing her own identity. But, she doesn’t want to upset him by admitting that. “...I’m a coward…I let my father baptize me in all three names of that God who isn’t mine anymore” (Butler 12). Lauren still wants to appear good in her father’s eyes despite harboring different beliefs. Her defiance is kept to herself. That in and of itself acts like a form of submission. 

Her younger brother, Keith, on the other hand, openly defies her father.  “...Keith lives outside” (Butler 101). He takes his life into his own hands, goes past the gates, and is only reprimanded the first time he comes back. Lauren doesn’t dare to go outside as her dad instilled a value in her not to do so. She only leaves when it’s feasibly impossible to stay. By this point, her father has passed away and her community is reduced to ash. Having nothing left makes her feel like she can take control, yet she is still in the grasp of a society that sees women as vulnerable. At the start of her travels with Harry and Zahra, Lauren voices, “I was thinking of traveling as a man,” to which Harry replies, “That will be safer for you” (Butler 168). The belief that being a man will make one safer is a consequence of a society that has for years deemed women as docile caregivers and men as strong breadwinners. 

Appearing as a man gives Lauren an edge in her travels. She does what Micah Moreno refers to in their thesis as gender passing. As they state, “Lauren passes as male to avoid the acts of violence that she might be subject to as a female” (5). Being a woman, let alone a black woman in this society is difficult. When Butler exposes sex, pregnancy, and rape to young children within the novel, Lauren is expected to handle it as girls like her are seen as more mature for their age. So, it’s no wonder Lauren wishes to pass as a man as one way to increase her chances of survival. While Moreno discusses the concept of gender passing in their thesis, they also address the intersection of race, as, generally, passing is a concept for racial identities. Those who are lighter-skinned could pass as white, granting them more privileges. Lauren, while passing in gender, is firm in her blackness which presents its own problems. As Lauren discusses passing as a man, Zahra points out, “Mixed couples catch hell whether people think they’re gay or straight. Harry’ll piss off all the blacks and you’ll piss off all the whites” (Butler 168). This world isn’t entirely accepting of those who go against the grain. It’s a rough situation either way. So, Lauren chooses to maintain her identity while also putting on this performance; a sort of stance against the power structures of society that dictate how people are supposed to act. This is similar to how singer-songwriter Janelle Monáe “only performed in tuxedos for the first ten years of [their] career” (Rodine 154). They are unapologetic in their presentation of non-conformity but are still very present in their blackness. The performance for Janelle is a form of liberation, but for Lauren, it’s for survival. “It…felt strange to be called ‘man.’ I didn’t like it…” (Butler 200). Lauren doesn’t like having the masculine label but accepts it because otherwise, people would have different things to say about her capabilities. 

Later on, Lauren meets a man named Taylor Bankole as she travels north. She feels almost immediately smitten by him. “I like him too much already. I’ll have to be careful” (Butler 238). The moment she meets a single man on the way, she almost loses herself. Bankole possesses power over Lauren, no matter how much she believes she’s in control. There is an inherent power dynamic in the relationship due to their age and experience differences. Bankole even calls himself a child molester when Lauren reveals her age (Butler 266). Although they’re technically both legal adults and have mutual feelings, their almost forty-year age difference raises eyebrows for the reader about the true nature of their relationship. Amidst this revelation, Bankole acknowledges that “You should have a nice youngster…I should have the sense and strength to send you off…” (Butler 267). This statement showcases he wants to take responsibility for letting a relationship like this happen, but won’t as he has something to gain from it. The conversation between Lauren and Bankole when he asks her to leave the group with him denotes an air of finality as he ends with the line, “Yes. You’ll come” (Butler 273). Lauren comes to the conclusion that this is not out of disregard for her objections but rather something else. This something else is not explained. She makes an excuse not to doubt his intentions to maintain her seeming control. Bankole agrees to her proposition to start the first Earthseed community at his property because he wants to marry her and it’s easier to accomplish that if they are settled in one location. Lauren needs the assurance that he plans to do that. Bankole wants Lauren to feel like she’s the one in control, but he has the power. “Do you imagine for one minute, girl, that I would let you get away” (Butler 279). With this agreement, Bankole leaves Lauren no choice in the matter. 

The first person in the novel mentioned is Lauren’s father. The last person is Bankole; besides the group. Throughout the novel, we follow Lauren navigating her life over three years. It’s important to highlight the fact that the novel starts and ends with Lauren in relation to a man. The novel portrays Lauren as strong and independent, but at the same time, she lets men have at least some control over how she acts, from her father, to Bankole, to how men around her influence the way she presents herself. Her father convinced her not to go past the gate, she built Earthseed off of Bankole’s land, and she dressed as a man to survive better because society puts men in a real position of power and women in positions where they feel like they have power when in reality they don’t have nearly as much as the men. So, they do things to make it seem like they have that power like being in charge of a small group and guiding them to relative safety. In this world, that’s not even guaranteed. The people in charge create systems that perpetuate a cycle of harmful stereotypes that lead women not to be able to have true control over their lives without the presence of men. Lauren as a character has her own agency, but in the end, as society presents it, that will always be overshadowed by a man. 

Works Cited 

Butler, Octavia E. Parable of the Sower. 1993, ci.nii.ac.jp/ncid/BB15997733.

Moreno, Micah. “Survival by Any Means: Race and Gender, Passing and Performance in Octavia Butler’s Parable of the Sower and Parable of the Talents.” Springer eBooks, 2020, pp. 195–212. https://doi.org/10.1007/978-3-030-46625-1_11.

Zoë Rodine, Janelle Monáe, Dirty Computers, and Embodied Posthumanism, MELUS, Volume 47, Issue 1, Spring 2022, Pages 154–174, https://doi.org/10.1093/melus/mlac018 

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(you made) a mess of my mind

dear you, 


today i finally lost. 

i just couldn’t take it. 

i thought i was strong,

i guess not. 


maybe

i should’ve given you another chance

perhaps 

i should’ve held on longer 

or 

 given you the benefit of the doubt 

given you more advice

been able to understand your joke 

said something earlier. 


i can give 

a million excuses 

to blame it on me.

but, there’s no excuse 

to call me 

a [redacted]. 



didn’t you stop 

for a second 

to think 

that maybe 

that was 

wrong

to say? 


did 

you

really 

think

that

of 

me? 




i hope not. 

i hope

that 

was 

only 

just 

twisted

joke. 



because for four months 

you made

a mess of my mind. 

you said i made you feel confident. 

you said you loved me. 

but, a lover wouldn’t call me a [redacted]. 

now, that i think, were we even friends either?

because a real friend wouldn’t do that. 

even as a joke.

i’m glad 


 

i blocked


you. 

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Her.

Her touch.

A match. 

The start of an eternal fire, 

Within

That nothing could quench. 


Her lips.

A heart.

Beating inside,

Begging for release.


Her arms.

Enveloping me, 

Similar to fresh linen 

Draped over an otherwise barren mattress. 


Her aura.

Reminding me of the sun in June.

A bundle of light, 

Always bright. 


Her voice.

Lulling me 

Into a peaceful slumber. 


Her. 

I see now,

Just how much 

That word means. 


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Toronto




A freezing February morning

Snow falling at an angle.  

Beautiful, but I suffer. 


Stuffing gloved hands into pockets, 

 

Taking off fogged glasses, 


Wearing a hood bigger than my head, 

Fitting a mask around my face  

The layers I packed weren’t enough. 


My feet; numb. 

As I walk on salted sidewalks  

With white on either side. 

The roads gray, 


 and wet as tires 

 Skid across them.  

A city.

 Trapped in the shadows. 


Of winter. 


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wilting flowers


I don’t understand 

The conventionality of flowers. 

Why are they such a symbol of love? 

After a week or two

You wilt alongside them 

You too droop when you see them. 

They are as temporary as 

The love they are given with. 

Or maybe the love they never had. 

A bouquet of 

Snapdragons 

Tansys

Marigolds

Purple Hyacinths

Two-Toned Carnations 

Yellow Roses. 

They look beautiful in the moment

But only because you 

Accept them at face value. 

You let them sit in a vase 

Thinking the water would stop them from wilting 

The same way you think that receiving them 

Would save your relationship.

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