Agressive Wooing

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[agressivewooing]

2022 was a really hard year for me. I think I did pretty well getting through it, and there was some bright patches between moments of absolute darkness. While things aren’t perfect now, I think I want to try be active again. I think that would be fun. ☆

[agressivewooing]

Temp. Muse List

Just while I rebuild, I'm going to keep a list here. I'll make it look nicer later, don't judge me. I'm a mumma.

Nani ( Natachai “Nani” Wongsurawat ) // fc: Ten Lee SoL AU → #fashion , #bitch , #reluctantheir, #party, #drugs, #artist #inarelationship

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[lisanamjoon]

TEN in OBSESSION (2025)

[agressivewooing]

Rebirth?

welp. let's try this agian.

[agressivewooing]

acottonxcloud​:

(...)

“hey, shinae?” taejoon’s mind had thought of something that he wanted to ask her. he hoped that he had exceeded whatever shinae’s expectations were, but at the back of his mind there’s a thought that lingers over whether meeting each other would benefit or hinder their friendship in the future. “were there any worries or concerns you had prior to meeting me? i mean, we mostly did talk to each other through letters so there was the possibility that what you expected ended up different than reality or that i wasn’t exactly like how i described myself to be… you know, those kinds of worries!” he tried to sound lighthearted near the end, but it was apparent in his body posture and facial expression that he was curious over such matters.

Even if a bit of regret lingered, Shinae couldn’t help but feel grateful to Taejoon. He didn’t need to comfort her or excuse her behavior, but the way he managed to do so in such a playful manner— it was cute. Truly. Her eyes seemed to mirror her lips as she smiled at his pout, her head tipped to one side when he brought up a good place to take photos. “Do you? If I promise to not make the little tiger your profile picture, can we go?” As fun as it could have been to keep teasing him, the young woman decided to drop it, at least for the time being, in favor of being able to explore the village further. 

It was sweet how he seemed to not want the image to be his profile picture, but clearly liked it on its own. His enthusiasm alone made Shinae break into laughter before they were once again joined by Mrs. Ahn. She was used to some restaurants giving out large portions or a decent selection of banchan, but somehow what had been placed in front of her seemed like more food than she could ever be expected to, but what was worse, was it all looked so goods, and as unladylike as it might have seemed, she could feel her mouth water at the very smell. “Thank you!” She chirped at Mrs. Ahn, excited and appreciative before her gaze returned back to Taejoon, bright and excited. “I don’t even know where to start. It looks so good!” 

Adjusting herself in her seat, Shinae moved to pick up her chopsticks, unconsciously tapping the ends against the table to level them before she moved to snatch a bit of the pajeon from the serving place. No sooner did she get a grip on a piece did she hear the question mark after her name, and she looked up with a bit of confusion, not sure if she had missed something in her own excitement. The fried pancake made it onto her place safely even as Shinae kept her eyes on the other for the time he spoke, only moving down a bit sheepishly before she looked back up. “I mean, there are always concerns when talking to strangers, aren’t there?” The question was rhetorical, but still there was not a shadow of regret in Shinae’s voice as she smiled at him, meeting his gaze. “But the longer we wrote to each other, I couldn’t help but think that you seemed really nice, and kind, and someone I could look forward to writing to and reading letters from.” Her gaze faltered for a moment, and she bit into her smile. “If you’re asking if I was expecting you to look a certain way, I don’t think I did, at least I dont think I did, but I don’t think I’m disappointed…” Her words lingered for a moment, and a bit of shyness tinged the top of your cheeks. “You’re handsome.”

[jeongjaehyuns]

he’s unbelievably gorgeous 

[agressivewooing]

ykhsoul​:

(...)

“let me get that for you.” the male speaks as he looks at her, glancing her up and down slowly. nari’s expression changes, though inside she’s still annoyed especially since she wasn’t exactly ready to be dealing with some overly-confident douche. she watches as the male begins to pour her a drink, though something, or rather someone, catches her attention out of the corner of her eye. nari takes a moment to glance over, noticing the familiar and handsome face of chulmoo across the kitchen. she makes a point to act as if she hadn’t noticed him and turns her attention back to the stranger in front of her as he hands her the drink.

nari takes the drink into her left hand, lifting her right hand to gently touch the male’s arm as she smiles at him and thanks him for his assistance, faking a believable laugh at some lame joke he ends up making. “oh, you’re soo funny!~” her words loud enough for practically everyone to hear within the kitchen.

—————————————– @agressivewooing ———————————————–

He really shouldn’t be surprised to see her here. They ran in similar circles it seemed, though it had only been somewhat recently that those circles seemed to collide. In all honesty, Chul couldn’t say why he hadn’t noticed Nari before— maybe he was too busy playing his own little game, or hanging out with his fraternity brothers — but the moment he got a good look at her, it was like he had been knocked in the head. Or maybe he had been hit in the head by a wayward ping pong ball, but still the sentiment stood. And like any other party, Chul had approached her, flirted with her openly because that’s what he did. 

Sure college was for maybe passing a few classes and getting a degree, but from day one Chulmoo had decided he wanted to savor every moment, no regrets. He flirted with anything with two legs, charmed his way into class notes and through sturdy groups, drank anything offered to him at a party. His social life was his fraternity and parties, stupid jokes and pranks, and no attachments. That had been his own decision since the beginning; he wasn’t going to bother with girls who wanted more because it wasn’t worth his time. It ruined the fun of it all. Hell, he was too young to be held down! 

And yet, his eyes found Nari easily when he entered the kitchen. The harder he tried to ignore her and focus on talking to one of his friends, the more he seemed to fail. “Maybe I should have worn that dress too,” his friend commented, only mildly annoyed that Chul hadn’t been paying attention to his story. 

“Shut up,” Chulmoo scoffed into his cup, only managing to focus his attention on his friend for a moment before the sound of Nari’s laughter broke through a few breaks in the music on the other side of the wall. “It seems like that guy is really into what she’s got on too,” his friend commented, seemingly giving up on capturing Chul’s attention. 

He couldn’t say why but the comment bugged Chulmoo, and without thinking — perhaps it was the alcohol--  he found himself making his way towards the pair. Maybe there were a few people who called to him and looked his way as he passed, but the young man’s gaze was locked and didn’t waver until he had invaded the other two’s circle. His hand reached out to clap the other man on the shoulder, as he smiled almost hollowly at him, for once not looking at Nari at all. “Oh man, what’s so funny? I’m all up for a good joke.” 

[fromisnet]

wavy haired Saerom in talk & talk era for anon

[agressivewooing]

wistfulreality​:

haru thought about her comment and nodded his head. well, he supposed that much was true. he barely had time to come home these days that any appearance of his warranted quite some fanfare. if it weren’t because of a wedding that he had returned, he was certain it would have been a big party to celebrate his coming home for even a day. “honored you think that way,” he joked.

he turned to the other when she began to confess what was on her mind. ah, so that’s what it was about. “not pathetic. but if the other person has already moved on…” he presumed that, if she were talking about his brother, then the dream really needed to be let go of, “then it’s best to do the same even if it had been something um … you wanted for that long. that their happiness is the best you can wish for them for now. there are other fish out in the sea, isn’t that what they say?”

Perhaps she should have expected that response, but still hearing it made Jangmi deflate a little and hang her head. Truly she was pathetic; even if he said otherwise, she couldn’t help the feeling otherwise. “What if you barely considered any other fish?” How was she asking such a thing about the other’s own brother? But she needed to get it out there. For years she had barely tried to move on and now she regretted it… because what sane person mourns a relationship that never was at that person’s wedding? 

She really wanted to drop the subject and disappear, but there was still a part of her that honestly wanted to let go. She needed closure. “I tried to date, I really did,” she turned a bit in her seat to look at Haru, hoping that he could see how earnest she was being with him. “But everyone seemed like they couldn’t compare..” She leaned her shoulder against the bench as she spoke, a tired, sad tone rising in her voice. “I just want to forget… I want to move on…” She looked back up into Haru’s eyes and then down at her hands, which had taken to fiddling with the skirt of her dress. “I just don’t know how. It’s like a habit I don’t know how to break…”

[suuho]

just changgu (´｡• ᵕ •｡`) ♡

[agressivewooing]

acottonxcloud​:

(...)

sora’s cheeks turned pink at hanyoon’s comment that she immediately covered half of her face with her hand. “i hope we don’t have that kind of a dream any time soon… i don’t think i would be ready for that…” she muttered under her breath in hopes that he didn’t hear what she said. slowly looking up at him, she dropped her hand slowly. “yeah, i feel as if this world brings in parts of what is sentimental or meaningful to us in the real world to this one.” she reasoned while wondering if she was right. “did you… ever feel lonely as a child?” sora asked, curious to know how it would feel to have a parental figure disappear often because of work.

Hanyoon had expected her to agree with him; he thought he’d hear her say that abandoning her dream had been for the best, but when she had told him that she wouldn't know unless it happened, he found himself faltering. He stared at her as she spoke, a bit of confusion in eyes. Sometimes he really didn’t consider how deep his father’s influence sat, and to hear that his views were not university shared almost made Hanyoon regret what he had said— did he even believe it? “No,” he found himself saying out loud, almost surprising himself with the suddenness,” I think you’re right… there’s no way you’ll really know a path you’ve abandoned…” 

Looking back down, Hanyoon poked at his food with his fork, smiling when she told him he should dream about a better job. “But it’s more fun when I dream about you,” he teased back, unable to help himself, glancing back up at her before looking back at his food and trying to hide the equally teasing smile. “No, but really I rather not think about work even in my dreams; that’s too much, I think.” The teasing smile turned a bit soft and tired as he tried not to think too much of it. Last thing he wanted was to deal with his reality right now. And yet, he couldn’t help but feel charmed by the dedication Sora seemed to hold towards her future career. “I stand by what I said. Your students are lucky to have someone who is willing to put in that sort of effort into their futures.” 

He was still a bit embarrassed by the pants comment but still he couldn’t help but note how cute she looked when she blushed. Instead he coughed loudly and attempted to move on from the topic. “Do you think?” Her asked looking back down at his food and then around the restaurant. “I guess that makes sense…” Hanyoon gave his food a long, quizzical stare before he raised his mouth and took a bite. He wasn’t sure how food was supposed to act in a dream but somehow the small taste brought back the warm memories of his childhood— it tasted like home. “Lonely?” His attention returned back to Sora and he hesitated for a moment, unsure how to answer that. “No, not really. I had lots of friends at school, and my mom… she loves me a lot.” The answer seemed like such a copout; it wasn’t like he disliked his mother, she was just… so melancholy at times, worried too much about the perception of others than to consider her own thoughts and desires. “I honestly don’t think I was ever lonely but sometimes I was happy to be left alone, as bad as that sounds.”

[femaleidols]

lovelyz’s mijoo in beautiful days live performances, requested by @jiae 🌺💖

[agressivewooing]

acottonxcloud​:

(...)

blinking his eyes, taejoon then looked at shinae and complained jokingly, “shinae, if you wanted to take a photo of me for your sister, you should have asked! now your sister is going to think that’s how i really look in person.” he pouted followed by a sigh as he pretended to sulk over the situation. in actuality, he found it rather amusing to be associated with a cute caricature of a tiger. “please don’t tell me that you’re going to uh…what is it…” taejoon stopped himself as he tried to find the term to describe what he had in his mind. he knew his phone had the option, but he couldn’t remember the term. “the circle thing…” he drew an imaginary circle with his index finger while waiting a few more seconds to think of the proper term. “contact photo! don’t tell me that’s going to be my contact photo now…” it wasn’t until seconds later that he realized that he was possibly giving shinae ideas. when the realization hit him, he let out an awkward laugh as he desperately tried to find something to divert their conversation. “by the way, is that…tiger popular? i’ve never seen it until now.”

His comment made Shinae flush harder than before and she bowed her head to hide it from him, a single finger rising to scratch at her temple. Why didn’t she ask? A few half formed excuses raced around her head, but in actuality she couldn’t think of one that made taking secret photos okay. “I just thought…” she replied softly, regret and uncertainty in her voice. “I’m sorry… I honestly wasn’t thinking and my sister was checking on me, and I thought I’d prove to her I wasn’t with someone weird, and you were busy talking and…” She looked back up, still apologetic. This was why she got called impulsive. “I wasn’t thinking honestly…” 

She could sort of tell he was only pretending to sulk, but still she felt bad. “I can send her a better one if you want!” The idea of redeeming herself seemed to instantly energize Shine as she moved to flick open her camera. She was just about to raise it when his question made her pause and she looked at him, blinking as she tried to understand what he was referring to. “Circle thing?” Shinae looked down at the table and then her phone, completely confused until he managed to clarify what he meant. A small laugh escaped her, and the urge to call him cute, again rose but she held back. “I wasn’t going to! But that sounds like a really cute idea.” What had once been sorry and shy had become bright and teasing as she giggled openly at the idea. “Maybe I should~!” 

Shine hummed a little and shook her head. “I honestly hadn’t seen it until my sister showed me,” she explained, her mouth twitching into a half frown as she tried to think if she had seen it anywhere else. “I honestly don’t spend enough time on that side of the internet to know but I think it looked like a series of pieces.” Opening up her browser, Shine typed in a few keywords until she managed to find what she was looking for and turned the phone to show Teajoon a few more of the tiger drawing. “I think they’re pretty cute… he really looks like you!”

[kihno]

leader wooseok 🧢

[agressivewooing]

acottonxcloud​:

(...)

as her roommate led the way to where the small crowd were, dasom immediately realized what game that they were going to play. seeing that there were two spots nearby, dasom turned to look at sungmin and signaled him to sit next to her. right when she was about to talk, one of the people in the group began explaining that they were going to play the “never have i ever” game and as the game began, dasom listened to the questions that were said so far. the first few were experiences that didn’t quite apply to her, but the moment she heard “gotten more than one tattoo”, she placed one of her fingers down. “you only said that because you know how many i have!” dasom exclaimed before laughing. realizing that it would be sungmin’s turn next, dasom turned towards him and hoped that whatever he said would be something neither one of them have experienced before.

“Oh… I like horror stuff,” Sungmin replied evenly with a small nod of his head. His mother hated anything even remotely scary, but somehow his sister loved them, and from a very early age he had developed a sort of bond with her over it. Even when she was sick, he remembered curling up on her hospital bed to watch some zombie movie or another, screaming and giggling whenever things got too intense. ‘It’s more fun to get scared together,’ he remembered Sookyung telling a concerned nurse as if she were stating the most obvious thing in the world. “Maybe next week,” he found himself suggesting, even shocking himself at how easily the suggestion managed to slip out. “That is… if you’re not busy. If not, whenever..” He hated how his voice dragged out into an almost unbothered drawl just to hide his shyness, though there was really no saying if it masked all of it. 

The moment walked into the room, the urge to take down more of his drink became far too strong to resist and he tipped his head back to take a deep swig. Somehow the party didn’t bother him too much but the smaller room seemed even smaller— why had he even agreed to come along? He wasn’t particularly fond of interacting with people he barely knew. And then he glanced over to Dasom and the urge to leave melted a bit. Or perhaps it was the urge to stay near her. God, what was wrong with him. 

 He settled down next to her, looking as bored as ever — more due to that being how his face looked — and only begrudgingly turned his head slightly to watch the person who was talking. The game commenced and somehow Sungmin managed to preserve most of his fingers, one lost out of sheer technicality and another that seemed rather mild. The tattoo question somehow managed to get  his attention and he turned his head to look at Dasom, surprised, wanting to ask her how many he actually did have but he couldn’t find where to break into the chatter. His finger stayed up that time. 

When it was his turn he reached over with his free hand and pushed his hair back a little out of his face, thinking. “Never have I ever…” What could I say? What was something he had never done that would get someone else… “been on…” How was this so hard? He looked back over at Dasom and a light seemed to click on in his brain. “Never have I ever been on a cruise ship.”

[asterocky]

Aroha has a really attractive leader: 51/∞

[agressivewooing]

wistfulreality​:

haru grinned, feeling like his job was done when he scared her. he could still be childish at times, but who could blame him when much of his childhood had been spent in the dungeon of a music company? “my manager called,” he noted nonchalantly. “that’s usually more important than something that’s going on over there,” he pointed out. “i mean, unless i were getting married. then that would be a different story,” he added with a laugh.

she was talking but honestly, she was not making any sense to him. “hm?” he looked to her and then tilted his head. “try me,” he exclaimed though, as soon as he said it, he felt regret bubbling up. if there was something weird that she was going to confess now, he wasn’t sure he wanted to be the one to know the secret. or maybe his sister-in-law said something to her that she didn’t like? no, that couldn’t be. she was way too nice to do something like that.

It was hard to be upset with Haru sometimes; even when he was being troublesome,  there had always been something charming about that side of him. Maybe that’s why being an idol suited him so well— he was hard not to like. “Oh yes, but I’m sure there are members of your family who are happy to see you since you’re usually busy.” Tipping her head to one side, she stared up at him with a soft, closed mouth smile, eyes crinkling a bit. “It’s not every day we get graced with the presence of a celebrity, Haru.”

Jangmi faulted at his insistence, a few awkward sounds falling from her mouth before she closed it and swallowed. This wasn’t right.. It was selfish… she should lie and tell him it was about someone else but then— “What if you’ve been so hopelessly in lo— infatuated with someone so long you can barely remember it started?” She let her question sit in the air for a moment before she swallowed and meekly continued. “And you wished for years they’d see you as something more and… and then finally they never did, maybe never even considered… That’d make you seem pretty pathetic right?”