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the season that passes by a year as if nothing

[breezeoow]

HI. THIS IS BREEZE.

Here I'm organising my silly writings on SEVENTEEN, since you guys give them so much love! I write things by aligning them with my field of interests. Also i yearn : @merumsia , i write letters to wonwoo : @encircled-circle.

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1. Seventeen girlie -

Scoups, Jeonghan, Joshua, Jun, Hoshi, Wonwoo, Woozi, The8, Mingyu, DK, Seungkwan, Vernon, Dino.

2. Lover Seventeen -

Scoups, Jeonghan, Joshua, Jun, Hoshi, Wonwoo, Woozi, The8, Mingyu, DK, Seungkwan, Vernon, Dino.

3. Seventeen as an act of love -

HIP-HOP UNIT, PERFORMANCE UNIT, VOCAL UNIT

4. Seventeen as ghibli boys -

95s line, 96s line, 97s line, maknae line

5. Being by the side of Seventeen -

Scoups, Jeonghan, Joshua, Jun, Hoshi, Wonwoo, Woozi, The8, Mingyu, DK, Seungkwan, Vernon, Dino.

6. Loving Seventeen -

Scoups, Jeonghan, Joshua, Jun, Hoshi, Wonwoo, Woozi, The8, Mingyu, DK, Seungkwan, Vernon, Dino.

Seventeen as Japanese Philosophy

7. Seventeen as a home -

Scoups, Jeonghan, Joshua, Jun, Hoshi, Wonwoo, Woozi, The8, Mingyu, DK, Seungkwan, Vernon, Dino.

OT13 -

Seventeen as a song by wave to earth

Seventeen as a song by cigarette after sex

Seventeen as different shades of blue

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"please don't leave already, my heart isn't full yet."

"because dreams don't go on that long"

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[breezeoow]

i was going through my account and read the comments of the first-ever series i posted out of nowhere. it still blows my mind how people could actually relate to them, bar by bar, word by word. and not only that, even the bias matched too! those thoughts still send me racing into thinking how no pain is unique in this world. there is surely someone somewhere living the same life i am, or at least we share the same pain that we keep carrying with us. if i look into it deeply, those were indeed some soul-crushing things to highlight. because wdym a random post about my bias on the internet just makes so much sense about me? wdym i'm not alone on this path? we're not always supposed to be stronger because of the suffering we go through. but when we see something which creates a monologue of "i'm not alone," it humbles us and gives a sense of weird comfort. at least, that's what i could find here. i am obviously not that much of a big or good writer here. obviously! but i'm genuinely thankful to see everything you guys say you feel, or when you feel like opening up over a mere freaking post. i'm mentally growing more and more, and i constantly try to come back on track. soul-crushing or not, at least i try to do my best. i hope every one of you tries your best too, to pass whatever you want to pass on. fighting!

[petaltexturedskies]

Oscar Wilde in a letter to lord Alfred Douglas, written while in prison in May 1895

[breezeoow]

[breezeoow]

"let's run."

a head poking through the doorlike gap, with some sunlight alongside making it hard to see who it is, makes his way to you, slowly putting steps on scattered fallen leaves that made their way through the hollow of this century old tree.

you were curled up, huddling in a corner, hands clasped on the bent knees, crying, not knowing where you'd been sitting for hours now.

"let's go outside."

a known voice crawled up to your head, making you shudder and look up, wondering who it would be to approach, only to find out it's wonwoo, looking at you, offering his hands.

"come outside with me."

before you could even think of holding that hand, it held you, helping you to get up and hold more tightly. he made you walk outside with him, outside of that ancient shelter you've always thought was protecting you.

it was a bright and sunny morning outside. golden sunshine falling on the grass field, making it shimmer as if someone freshcut them to even them out. subtly shivering breeze brushing your face with making your tears drift towards the lake not so far from the tree. which was weird because you never noticed it, and thought it was nighttime. it has always been nighttime whenever you're here, shrouded in fog and darkness.

"let's run there."

pointing at the big olive tree standing near the lake wonwoo looked at you, tightening his grip on his hand. and started running there after a while, as by looking at your face, he could read you were gonna run there too.

while both of you were running, you were just looking at him. he was smiling through the whole run and was looking at you time to time, leaving you wondering how he ended up finding you here. you kept looking around and at him. his loose white shirt was dancing in waves in the back, so was his hair.

reaching under the tree, you both stopped, panting. trying to catch your breath, you sat on the grass. wonwoo stood a foot away from you, hands on his hips, heaving. then he came towards you, sat beside, while gazing upon your hands that have been bracing you to get hold of yourself and the one he was holding the whole time while you both were running.

"you know! we can run like this sometimes. everytime you come here, we can go for a run. you'll choose the path, and i'll choose the wind. you don't have to call me. i'll know when you'll come and i'll take you outside of that place."

then he lies down on the grass, having his palms cushioning his head, staring at the leaves of the tree, which are dancing with this sunny cold breeze in the lakeside. and so you lie down too, similarly, but putting your hands on your belly.

"komorebi,"

he uttered, taking a glance at you.

"it's called komorebi, right? these golden sun rays filter through the leaves and reach you. i'll only call it komorebi when it reaches to your skin to kiss, and i'll get to see it happening before me. i'll abstractly paint that everytime back home to not forget and come back to you, with you, here."

you kept looking at him talking because you couldn't utter a single word, as if they all escaped you. all you could do was listen to him and feel the tranquility he brought in few seconds. suddenly he held your hand next to him, up gently, admiring while staring at the back of it, tracing something invisible.

" i hope you'll always allow me to take you on a short run like this. so we can rest a while and catch our breath together. i'll always find ways to come to you. and don't think of it as a dream. because-"

an empty steel vase toppled onto the floor that you bought yesterday kept on the table near the window due to the wind leading the curtains to hit it, stirring you from a devoted sleep. the cold gusts kept striking you on the face, making you realize it was the same with him there. as you were thinking to get off to pick up the vase, you noticed that the hand which he was holding was clenched into a fist with a note crumpled in it, as if you were grabbing it to fuse it inside your skin. it had something written on it with an oil pen, saying

"because dreams don't go on that long"

[breezeoow]

"please don't leave already."

you kept looking up at him, directly into his eyes like a forsaken child who was afraid of being left alone for the first time. and he was frozen. wonwoo couldn't move. because he knew how you often struggled to communicate while facing challenges, how you withdrew into yourself until you felt ready to face others again. he needed to leave early that night. on that very evening, he had to go. you knew yet still asked. and he didn't hesitate. he settled back down in the same spot where he had spent the last few hours with you, in the same position, and kept looking at you, amazed by your delay and courage. it was quite unusual for you to ask him to stay, since you never do that. regardless of how tough and exhausting your day was, you never did that. you never did, until today.

it was a day filled with rain. in fact, it's been a week since it has rained this much. the sky has been overcast and dreary for far too long for you to remain withdrawn and sit back as usual. how could you maintain that strength when you feel his warmth enveloping you, willingly. the warmth that courses through both of you, whenever you two are near. and whenever he simply sits alongside you.

"can you please go a bit later? would you please stay for dinner? i'm preparing what you like to eat on days like this. would you like some soup or maybe a bowl of piping hot stew?"

you could hardly utter anything beyond those questions with your almost broken voice. you couldn't think of voicing anything else on that moment.

and wonwoo? he knew. even when you don't speak, even when you never uttered, he has always known you. he knows even when you try to cover up with the most clever language. and he knew what to do, what to say, how to act, how to help, just like the back of his hand.

"what is it, my love?"

he asked as he puts his palm onto your cheeks to look at those eyes better and read them once again, leaves you wondering how easy it is for him. how easy it is for him to be gentle with you whereas no one ever could be like that. at least not so spontaneously.

you've always been a reserved girl. a quieter one who always takes a step back. not because you're an afraid being, but because that's how you learned to save yourself. you are like a writer, but only in her head, always screaming and shouting, but lets nothing out. you've always thought it'd be difficult for him to stick with you, and also you might be wasting his time. but goddamn he always proves you wrong. so this time, today, you chose to be nicer. you chose to hold him tighter for couple more hours to let him know you are open to be vulnerable, finally.

" i know you've important stuffs to attend tomorrow, but can you please leave a little later today? I can't believe i'm saying this and maybe i'm sounding so stupid too. but i guess i'm tired of making you feel alone too."

the furrow in his face disappeared in seconds. you could see how his eyes got warmed as if all the heavyweights just flew.

"i could easily spend the entire night here if you'd want me to. and no, it’s not stupid. in fact, i've been eager to hear this, and you know that very well too. don’t you? i also know that you feel guilty for acting this way, for distancing yourself when i ask you to be open with me, to be vulnerable with me. but you know what? that’s simply a part of who you are, and it makes complete sense. it's not your fault. you don’t make me feel isolated or lonely or left alone; instead, you push me to strive to understand you better. so whatever you need from me today, just say it. i'm here, for the entire night, or even the next day."

you could see how he kept brightening as he kept talking. and in that moment, for the first time, you felt no shame in keeping him close, and you embraced it.

" i could see your face being sore and pained. and i wished i could stay longer, and look now! you made it easier. you do bring comfort and make everything feel lighter. it's not always about me understanding you and giving you space. it's about you being considerate and keeping everything safe individually too."

he added.

a blink of a tear sparkled on your right eye, and then the left eye. you couldn't speak. and this time it was because how ensuring it was for you to make the first move of opening up, not because you're bottling things down.

the tears of joy started pouring down, and his thumbs kept taking care of them.

"i aspire to be like you to you. and i'm trying. no. actually, i will put in extra effort starting now. it torments me too. whether i deserve you or you deserve me; i don't wanna dwell on that. i wanna care about improving for you, with you. i might stumble sometimes, but not like i used to. not anymore! i know how it's difficult for you than for me, articulating my unspoken mind, trying to grasp the unknowns without any clues. but, i won’t let you do that any further. you will be aware of what's happening, and you'll know what's not. it won't just involve embraces and distances, but also hugs and pours. i won't burden you with unknowns anymore."

your grip got tighter and tighter on his wrists.

"you never burdened me. never. not in that way. instead you honoured me with a tenderness so rare, a part of your that no one could ever get or discover. so please tell me what do i need to do for you. tell me what'll make your aches dissolve."

you could've easily let him leave, just how you always did. but today, you did what he wanted for a long time, and you needed your whole life, becoming fervent and full. you wanted ease to settle inside you, alongside him. and without laminating your cries this time, you flowed in.

" i will. so please don't leave already, my heart isn't full yet."

[breezeoow]

"please express a lot around you. don't lose your preciousness because of shame and shyness."

-wonwoo

[breezeoow]

do not let kpop consume you -

one aspect of many hardcore kpop fans is that they fail to recognize that kpop was specifically designed to be addictive. every group or artist that you follow is essentially engineered to be addictive. otherwise, why do you think we consistently receive various clips of them from backstage or during photo shoots, unlike other industries? im not blaming the artists themselves; it’s more about the structure and the concept of the industry. this design, which fuels constant obsession, contributes to the acceptance of toxicity in fan behaviors, rendering them into unbearable traits. when you think about it, being a fan of these kpop artists has been turned into a job of embracing and loving all of their concepts and styles, specially during comebacks. not because they are compelling you to do so, but because you choose to fit in and connect with other fans in the fandom to be recognized as a true fan. that's the hypocrisy that arises within individuals shaping their identity. fans frequently compare with other artists and deride them without appreciating their music, overly fixating on personal favorites while ignoring their wrongdoings or other serious concerns, being intensely involved in voting while disparaging other nominated artists to encourage fandom participation in voting etc etc. many have succumbed to the system here. a system that transforms fans into mere puppets. adopting traits that are perceived as characteristic of a kpop fan, believing that it defines you as a "real" fan, is just a myth. there is no justification for this dynamic to exist. you can be a solo stan, a multistan, or a dedicated supporter of just one group; as long as you’re not demeaning others, hating without understanding, or concocting hate chains as part of your identity. you shouldn’t belittle other members just because you prefer one, and similarly, you shouldn’t be unfair or mindless while being a multistan. a common issue among multistans is that they cast votes for their various favorite artists in the same category from multiple accounts and claim fairness, which is evidently not being fair as they shows. im not going to hold your hand while saying that voting from different accounts for each artist doesn't truly add value or make a difference. in fact, you’re contributing nothing. it’s better to concentrate on which artists resonated with you this year and which comeback genuinely appealed to you, and then vote for them in the appropriate category. fans being excessively obsessive and defensive in misguided ways leads these companies and artists to feel a sense of superiority. they begin to exploit fans as tools to support them during unsuccessful releases, dubious collaborations, or other questionable actions. what i want to convey is that instead of immersing yourself in fandom and allowing it to define your personality, you can cultivate a well-rounded identity while enjoying these artists that match your preferences. because, in the end of the day, yes, you have the right to criticise them, stop supporting them, or switch to a different fandom. there’s absolutely nothing wrong with that. and rather than becoming an ignorant person let's build up a wise existence with fun experiences in this kpop universe. let's enjoy this part of our life without drowning ourselves in the process.

[breezeoow]

no matter how much this world tries to suppress me, kidult will never let me go down and will teach me how to let it all pass even after everything that has happened. everything around me can tear me apart, everyone around me can bury me alive; but kidult will always come and rescue me, collect me, stitch me, heal me, draw stars around my scar, and make me feel alive again. thank you seventeen for kidult and this little kidult universe; for us, existing within you and us.

[breezeoow]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY SEVENTEEN.

may this cosmos endlessly embrace you in its vastness and beyond. may you continue to be cherished this way and even more profoundly in every lifetime across all the galaxies. may the stars forever illuminate your path as you journey onward. may you eternally embody the seventeen as the seventeen you truly are. may we continually discover one another in every universe and love as we always have in this diamond life. may we always continue to grow and thrive, comprising the essence of rose quartz and serenity within ourselves.

HAPPY 10th ANNIVERSARY.

[nixscriptum]

[whrryuu]

how I think seventeen would be as an agent

hi, so this is just my opinion. feel free to share your thoughts !!

Scoups (Team Leader)

Alias: Captain

Role: Mission Commander

The calm and composed leader who strategizes operations, ensuring the team’s success. He has the ability to analyze complex situations and make crucial decisions under pressure

Jeonghan (Master of Disguise)

Alias: Shade

Role: Infiltration Expert & Psychological Warfare Specialist

With his angelic face and smooth-talking ability, he’s an expert at blending in and charming information out of people. He often takes the undercover roles that require finesse.

Joshua (Tech Specialist)

Alias: Cypher

Role: Technology & Cybersecurity Expert

Joshua is a master of technology, handling everything from complex hacking to ensuring the team's tech systems are always secure. With his sharp mind and quick problem-solving skills, he’s the one who cracks encrypted data and keeps the mission's tech running smoothly.

Jun (Stealth Operative)

Alias: Shadow

Role: Stealth Operative & Surveillance Expert

Operating in the shadows, Jun can infiltrate secure locations undetected. His skills in surveillance make him the unseen observer, gathering crucial intel.

Hoshi (Combat Specialist)

Alias: Flash

Role: Close Combat & Field Tactician

Known for his fiery personality, Hoshi’s unpredictable moves in close combat make him a lethal agent. He’s also quick to come up with creative, tactical maneuvers on the spot.

Wonwoo (Sharpshooter)

Alias: Hawk

Role: Precision Marksman & Sniper Specialist

With an unwavering focus and steady hand, Wonwoo is the team's sharpshooter, taking down targets from long distances with pinpoint accuracy. His calm presence ensures that no shot is wasted, and he thrives in high-pressure situations where precision is key.

Woozi (Tactician)

Alias: Echo

Role: Logistic & Tactical Support

Woozi stays behind the scenes, orchestrating the tactical side of missions. He’s responsible for laying out blueprints and ensuring every detail of the plan is flawless.

DK (Field Medic)

Alias: Doc

Role: Combat Medic & First Responder

DK is the team's lifeline, providing medical assistance in the field. His quick thinking and steady hands allow him to treat injuries under fire, keeping his team in top condition. With his warm personality, he also provides emotional support, boosting team morale during critical missions.

Mingyu (Brute Force)

Alias: Titan

Role: Heavy Combat Specialist & Security Breach Expert

With his imposing figure and strength, Mingyu handles high-intensity combat and breaking through enemy defenses, both physically and through forceful entry.

Minghao (Martial Artist)

Alias: Viper

Role: Hand-to-Hand Combat Expert & Field Interrogator

Hao combines precision with agility, using his martial arts expertise to take down opponents quickly. His interrogation skills are just as sharp, forcing enemies to give up their secrets.

Seungkwan (Informant)

Alias: Oracle

Role: Communication Expert & Intelligence Gatherer

Seungkwan excels at gathering valuable information from his vast network of contacts. With his sharp memory and attention to detail, he provides the team with crucial intel. His charm and wit allow him to extract information from anyone, anywhere, making him a key asset for staying ahead of the enemy.

Vernon (Codebreaker)

Alias: Mirage

Role: Cryptographer & Decoder

A master of puzzles and codes, Vernon is responsible for decrypting sensitive information, solving complex ciphers, and unlocking secured files.

Dino (The Rookie)

Alias: Blaze

Role: Field Operative & Weapons Specialist

Though the youngest, Dino is fearless in the field and highly skilled with various weapons. He's always eager to prove himself and bring his fiery energy to any mission.

[breezeoow]

this is so so cool!

[breezeoow]

being loved by wonwoo is so easy. his way of loving makes it look like being loved is so easy. it actually is easy. you literally can vividly imagine what he'd do in or out of love. sending you sweet and brief messages and updates, talking about random things he knows (basically becoming a yapper when he is around you), adoring your hands, kissing your head from time to time, caressing your shoulder, patting your back, being fond of your skin, having your initials somewhere as a trinket, cherishing little gifts you give, capturing you as his muse, soft launching you to everyone, knowing everything about you as signs (zodiac and mbti compatibility, birth flower, numerology, and many more), getting hair accessories for you, preparing your favourite tea or coffee, buying your favourite dessert when coming back home from a big tour, reading books together, letting you do his hair, always waiting to help you in the kitchen like a little child, and just being so in love.

[breezeoow]

shaping this heart as a circle so i can give wonwoo a bit more tender space

[breezeoow]

if i were an author i'd have wonwoo etched into each one of my books

[breezeoow]

loving chan is like the gentle sway of trees in the wind kind of love. loving him tenderly shapes and heals the heart. loving him is like dancing to an unspoken melody. loving him speaks of resilience, of yielding without breaking. loving him connects to a peaceful rhythm. loving him showcases the beauty of adaptability to life's transformations and trials. loving him teaches to move together without breaking. loving him possess resilience. loving him comes with an easygoing flow, a comfortable pace and understanding. loving him is a harmonious experience, a feeling of being in tranquil sync.

[breezeoow]

loving hansol is like the assurance of a perfectly brewed cup of coffee kind of love. loving him has a rich aroma that satisfies the needed warmth. loving him is like a promise of a first sip that can set the tone for the entire day. loving him is reliable, familiar, and a small but significant source of pleasure and energy. loving him consistently brings a sense of well-being and positivity. loving him is like having a security to rely on. loving him feels welcomed and cherished. loving him takes to a place to feel truly known. loving him infuses the days with hope and happiness to the moments to be spent together. loving him embodies a fundamental contentment of life, like a dependable love.

[breezeoow]

loving seungkwan is like the soft radiance of sunlight filtering through leaves kind of love. loving him resonates a magical and captivating sight. loving him brings a feeling of tranquil vibrant energy of nature. loving him has a gentle, almost ethereal quality essence. loving him builds a life-affirming presence by illuminating the world. loving him makes things feel brighter. loving him lets the light seamlessly integrate into life. loving him feels life-affirming and encourages to thrive to live more. loving him brings a sense of wonder in everyday experiences, like clarity and luminosity.