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my two brain cells fighting as I try to think of anything useful to say besides scream. I'm sowrey I'm so stupid.
@neusex
song: Gulabi Aankhen (cover by Sanam)
Spoiler cute!! was my first thought when I first read it, and tbh that thought has not changed. I, much like Han, am already in love with her, the real baby girl energy and the shoujo of it all! they may be in seoul, but I envisioned a Hanami level of cherry blossoms while they talked.
and the set!!! the aesthetics, the colour scheme, the layout, the STAR fillers, the OUTFIT!!! out of this world!! I AM SHAKING!!
OBSESSED with her description, especially her hair. The strands of her hair are an inky, jet black, wavy and twisting, nearly to her waist, tumbling down her back. Parts of it are drawn back, secured in place by a dark, glinting clip. A few strands fall precariously in front of her line of sight. like this, and tbh, even her cute little hoops give me major human!luna vibes from sailor moon.
AND THE ROMANCE OF IT ALL! Not to yearn like an allo, BUT I AM YEARNING!!
Her cheeks seem to flush impossibly pinker at that, a tinge near crimson, and the sight makes his own lips quirk up in the corners in a slight smirk. damn right bitch, she is cute as all fucking hell! and immediately followed with LITERAL ELECTRICITY! His skin feels electrified at the brush of hers against his palm, no matter how brief. blessed by Raiden Shogun herself, a HOLY UNION! SCREAMING!!!
ALSO THIS PART IN THE END He clasps his hand within hers, palm encapsulating her own, in a finalizing handshake, and he feels that jarring, near shocking sensation prickling across the expanse of his skin again, electrifying. Sol. Her name. Sol, like the second syllable in his name, Hansol. He isn’t sure if it’s her given name, likely isn’t, but it rolls effortlessly off of his tongue. He hadn’t told her his full name yet. he's so fucking in love already, if at any point in the story he starts questioning his feelings, I will enter the story just to slap him! Bitch you fell so fucking hard in chapter one, what do you mean this might not be love.
ALSO, LASTLY this had me HOWLING Yeah, definitely American. he's just like me fr.
@ayzrules
song: La Chute est lente (by Alma)
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ALEJANDRO! I love your WRC entries, they're always a little funny surprise for me, cause I recognize the character names, most if not all, and even some locations, but I have like no context for the story at ALL.
OBSESSED with the moodboard, the aesthetics and arrangement and I especially love the colouring! I'm screaming, crying, throwing up just thinking about those layers. the way that they balanced out and matched, I am sobbing fr. gold star for editing!
one thing that idk if it's interesting or really relevant, but it's my one brainy thought, like from the 2019 WRC, I found that Alejandro was like a very extroverted person, and that hasn't exactly change, but from the activities, he seems so lonely and in pain so much more than wrc, like, i wanna wrap him up in blankets and he lowkey has some meow meow energy without the pathetic part, whereas wrc he felt more like "I am the star of the party, see me glow, jealous bitches", maybe not the jealous bitches part, but the glowing star part for sure.
I LOVE the poetry and the straight up vibes of this whole paragraph. The berries color his mouth with the fragrance of carcasses and nectar, of blood and honey and the soft blossom-rot of overripe fruit. And lingering beneath that, something crisp and papery like the crunch of dry leaves—the first hint of shriveled skin, laced faintly in bitterness. straight could've come from tolkien or asoiaf. like, my heart is BEATING.
inlaid across a diadem and strung up into garlands to crown the forest as the skies elongate toward winter. The wind is a cool murmur swelling in his periphery; the cold is still gentle along the edges of his bones, a whispered suggestion of the frost to come. AND THIS LIKE, AESTHETIC MUCH! I wanna live in this clearing, and hell fucking YEAH WINTER IS COMING! but cool winter, not whatever the starks are doing, they no longer have any rights!
and I know you're not into Tolkien but this Alejandro almost doesn’t see the girl. But then Anton steps off to the right, and Alejandro traces his line of sight to a figure crumpled at the base of a tree. hits me so hard as when Túrin, a man cursed to misfortune by Morgoth, the boss of sexy Sauron, found his sister Nienor, after like decades, in the Forest of Brethil. I know, words that mean nothing to you, but I am SUS as hell of the girl, cause Túrin and Nienor had an oedipus situation happen to them and they both died. It was bad shit, I SUS! Don't go there Alejandro!
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