hi!!!! coming back because i just saw a really concerning post!!!! this user @/hungrilymercilessghoul is posting smut of the 09z in cortis.
this is so disgusting on so many levels, seonghyeon is a minor. writing any sexual content of him IS illegal, it’s literally child pornography (doesn’t matter if you are a minor aswell = it still is sexual content of someone who is not legal age).
besides that fact, it is just incredibly disgusting. i’m going to mention something i said in an earlier post on this ↓
idols aren't objects to be used for weirdos sexual fantasies. anyone saying "you can just ignore" / "just scroll" is apart of the problem. releasing and giving access for sexual content of minors or people who are barely legal is giving an outlet for pedos or people with bad intentions, and it makes you apart of the problem. all this content is in a space where minors (a majority of cortis's fanbase are incredibly young) will be exposed to that sort of content. it's inappropriate.
please report, block, and do not engage with anyone making this content! to anyone consuming / providing this content, seriously get a job!!! you’re disgusting!!! and if you can’t get a job, get offline cause you’re probably too young to be on here anyways.
All you could feel was the cold feeling of the balcony railing digging into the side of your arms, that and the burning in your throat and lungs
You knew what this cigarette could do to you, what it could do to your career and your health.
You weren't dumb per say, you knew the consequences, you were just bad under pressure. or stressed, whatever you wanna call it.
the soft light from the cigarette lights up the tip of your nose, a slightly golden hue.
The starting notes of Emily's song start playing in your ears, God, how you loved this song.
you loved this whole scene.
just you in your own world, watching over the city, with your music and the strong burning taste of tobacco in your lungs.
it was perfect.
almost.
A lanky finger pushes at the side of your stomach, making you jump and whip around just to see Martin's tall frame hovering over you.
His big, toothy grin fades slightly when he notices the lit cig between your fingers.
But he doesn't say anything, he just leans over the railing next to you. And he's quiet for a second, just looking out at the city lights. You can tell he's thinking of what to say.
You don't say anything either, not that you did have something to say, you just pull the cig up to your lips and take a deep breath in.
"Thought you quit."
It didn't sound like a question, though, more of a statement.
His disappointed tone was noticeable, and you knew why.
Your grandpa basically smoked himself to death, and Martin knew that. He was the one picking up the pieces of you after the fact. Everyone knew you weren't the same after.
So watching you do the same made it feel like, to him at least, that you didn't want to live anymore.
"Me too."
He turned his head to you, and you turned to look at him.
His lanky hand reached out to yours, your heart beats against your ribs, eyes shift to his lips, then his hand.
But he does something you never expected. He takes the cig from your hand and puts it to his lips.
And all you could do was stare.
Here he was, Martin, the love of your life (not that he knew that), the same boy you've loved since you met at 13, the boy you knew better than he knew himself.
smoking.
As he blew the smoke out from his lungs, a small cough followed from him and laughing from you.
He gave the cig back as he shook his head. a hand on his chest, trying to calm down from the harsh cough.
"No, nope, I still don't get it."
"...what?"
You could feel the heat from the cigarette closer to your skin, seeing it almost down to the bud, you squish it down before throwing it over the edge.
"I don't get why you smoke; it doesn't taste good."
Martin's was right.
Why did you smoke? It wasn't the taste, it wasn't the feeling, then what was it?
You look back out at the streets of Seoul, the city you now call home. In a 3-bedroom apartment with 5 guys. You think about your daily life, everything you've been through to get here.
And Martin just waited, like he always did, the way he had been since he met you at 13. The way he probably will for the rest of his life.
Martin wasn't a patient man. But for you, he knew he could and would wait.
To say he's been in love with you since you met would be an understatement. Martin truly and wholeheartedly believes you are his person. his soulmate, his missing piece, his wonderwall, his better half.
His everything.
He knew after meeting you, he could never love another. And he wanted to be your forever lover.
"I guess it calms me down."
A frown found its way to Martin's face. All he could think about was how stupid it sounded. Why did you need to smoke to calm down when he was right here?
"that's stupid.."
You turn to see an almost angry look on his face. The same boy who never got angry or annoyed at anything, not at James when he ate the last piece of chicken when Martin hadn't eaten all day, not at Seonghyeon when he couldn't get the steps right to TNT, or any song for that matter, not even when Keonho spilled coffee on his brand new shirt. So why was he so annoyed now?
"What's that supposed to mean?"
Your tone was harsh, and you could tell that he was getting more annoyed by the second, but you were stubborn and overwhelmed, so you really didn't need him to be after you, too.
He couldn't even look at you, mumbling something under his breath, and with the back of his head being the only thing you could see, he was starting to piss you off.
"What the fuck is your problem? why do you care what i do?"
that got him.
Martin could feel his blood boiling. What do you mean? Why did he care? Martin never got mad, like ever, and never ever at you, but you were starting to piss him off, too.
He turned around so fast that you were sure he pulled a muscle in his neck.
"Why I care? Why I care?? Are you serious? Are you actually being for real? Or are you just in denial? because I know you're not that stupid."
His arms were flying around, his face was turning red, and his voice was getting too loud, considering it was almost 4am, and the whole building was asleep.
You needed him to calm down before both of you got in trouble, you more than him.
"martin sto-"
"No! No, I'm not gonna stop. Y/n, I love you. And I have loved you since the day I met you. Now, I don't know if you realized or you're just being dumb, but I won't sit here and watch the love of my life slowly poison herself with that shit, because you're stressed and you think you don't have anyone in your corner, because that's complete bullshit! because I'm right here. And I have been here for the last 6 years of our lives-"
You could feel the tears rolling down your cheeks. You didn't even mean to cry. You didn't know why you were crying in the first place. Maybe because he was yelling, Martin has never raised his voice. You weren't scared of him. so why were you crying? maybe because you could see the tears and hurt in his eyes?
"Martin... you don't me-"
Martin looked like he was going to explode. just from 2 and a half words. How do you not get it?
Martin took a step closer.
"Don't you dare try to tell me what I feel. listen. I might be dumb sometimes, and sure, I'm not the sharpest tool in the shed. And I'm not sure of a lot of things. But one thing I am sure about and have been for what feels like forever is my love for you. You are everything to me, Y/n, my reason for living, my reason for music, you are the music in my heart. I love you more than words can describe, and to be honest, it's disrespectful for you to just sit there and tell me that I don't, when all I know how to do is love you."
Martin knew he shouldn't be yelling right now, but he couldn't help it. not when he's been bottling this up for years.
Martin took another step.
"I love you, Y/n. And I always will. I'm not saying you owe me anything, because you don't. I just need you to understand that you're not alone. ever. no matter what, where, or when. I will always be here for you. because I love you. And when someday I'm 6 feet under, I know my heart will still love you. Y/n. You have me for the rest of time. I promise"
He kept walking until you were so close you could hear his heart. hard and loud heart beats, echoing in your ears.
all you could do was look into his eyes, the soft brown toned ones you've grown to love. the same ones that are now glossed over with tears.
His shaking hand carefully made its way to your face, as if to not scare you away. He didn't touch your cheek right away. not until you lean into it. a shaky breath leaves both of you at the same time, for different reasons.
Slowly, your hands make their way to his waist, slowly up and around to his back before wrapping yourself around him completely. hiding in his chest as tears start to stain his shirt.
"I love you. Martin. so much."
That breaks him.
Martin wraps his whole body around you as he cries. His heart finally, after years of yearning. feels light.
as his tears fall into your hair and yours into his chest. A silent promise is shared between you two.
The translated lyrics for Blue Lips dropped and yk big papa had to analyse!!
BEFORE I START!! THIS IS MY OPINION!! AND IT MIGHT CHANGE IN THE NEAR FUTURE
Intro:
"Saw you swimming in a pool
Thought we were going out for dinner
Make me fall into your pool
Make me trip, make me a fool"
im not really sure about this at the moment so this part might change BUT!
"saw you in the pool" you as in core
and i go more into later on but the "pool" and "being cold" i think symbolizes being alone/lonely and ageing
so they saw us being alone or bored "thought we were going out for dinner" they thought that we were content with other groups
“Make me fall into your pool, make me trip, make me a fool”
Maybe how much humiliation they had to go through? Or what I also talk more about later but maybe the embarrassing child like mistakes they did as trainees
(again im not really sure about this)
verse:
"Yeah, talking to the moon
Dreams feel elusive, but what else do we got?
This is what we choose
The bitter and sweet of it both intertwine"
talking to the moon made me think of bruno mars 2010 song "talking to the moon" and that song is about feeling lonely and missing someone
i feel like its similar for cortis BUT
instead of missing someone else, i think they mean they are going to miss who they are when they're older.
"this is what we choose, The bitter and sweet of it both intertwine"
yeah they did choose the idol life but maybe it wasn't what they expected and they just have to learn to live with the good and the bad.
"Shining through the gloom
Nothing else to say, still racing life's clock
Wanna change the views"
again they keep choosing to look on the bright side of things even though it's harder than they expected.
they wanted to change the kpop industry while being young but its harder than they expected.
my favourite Lyrics are 10000%
"I need something else and a new "why"
Blue flame getting put out
These days getting too tired
Inner child tryna sneak out
Choosing to fly cause he can't hide"
god it just reminds me of when Keonho's mom said "I pushed you into the world too soon"
i think what they mean by a new why is that the original reason for why the became idols isn't enough anymore to drive them or that its no good enough reason to do what they do.
"Blue flame getting put out, These days getting too tired"
is their motivation. they are getting burned out / tired from how hard the idol life is, because im sure they didn't expect to become so big so quickly, as seen in the Debut day video on their youtube.
but because they became so big and so loved so quickly they probably have to move faster than they trained / excepted / wanted.
"Inner child tryna sneak out"
omg im trying not to cry while writing this, cause all i can think about is their parents and sisters. how they must be so worried for them. again what keonhos mom said.
cause the were young. too young. martin has been a trainee since he was 11.
for me, thats the most vulnerable and important time of your childhood, its the time were you learn and discover and make mistakes. the last few years before becoming a real teenager, which is a whole other convo.
"Choosing to fly cause he can't hide"
children make embarrassing mistakes and usually they can hide and reflect or run to someone trusted with that mistake and fix it
but since they've been out the house since what? 11, 12, 13, 14? and not to even mention james with the whole leaving ur home country ALONE.
they probably don't have the strongest relationships with their families because they just didn't have the time or the energy to.
so they force themselves to move on / run away from mistakes instead of reflecting on them, cause they probably don't know who to.
and i honestly get why their parents baby them so much (seen in the Going home on their youtube) sure cortis see themselves as grown, but their parents / siblings are robbed from the experience of seeing them grow too.
"Every day, fighting for peace signs
Roll with the waves like a seaside
Chasing magic, but my feet tired
Get to the end and hit rewind"
"chasing the magic but my feet tired" is what i was talking about before, they are happy but they are running / working harder that they ran / should. they are just pushing themselves to get to the end so they can get a break just to be able to hit rewind
"Every day, fighting for peace signs
Roll with the waves like a seaside"
maybe they fought a lot as trainees for their individuality but they were forced in to the idol/trainee box / forced to go with the unatural flow?
outro:
"We've been in here way too long" they've been trainees for way too long or they've been alone for too long
"I've been feelin' way too cold" again they've been alone for too long
"Can we stay in here lil bit more?
Out of the pool, I know you'll be gone"
they know one of their appeals as a group is that they are young but everyone is a victim to ageing, "out the pool" or when they are older they know that the young creator crew title will no longer be theirs and their scared that when it happens we as core will be gone, cause everyone moves on eventually. that's just human nature.
"Can we stay in here lil bit more?
With me, with me, with me"
they want us to stay with them cause theyve been cold = alone for too long
so what i think they are mean is:
they know that once they get out the pool = they're not young anymore and too burned out from their career and start to move slower, (as in it takes them longer to make music) people will lose interest in them cause they are not what they used to be / they lost that young creator crew appeal to them.
so they are asking us to at least stay with them for now. while their young and moving fast.
cause they were cold for so long = alone for so long
but now we as core are in the pool with them
Chorus:
my blue lips.
they are turning blue from the cold = being alone
some studies show that when your too stressed or too burned out for a long period of time, your nervous system has a harder time working.
i read a wellness article once said that going on a long hike when you've been stressed or burned out can actually cause more harm than good, because you're overworking your already overworked body and nervous system.
And it’s especially dumb when it’s cold cause a human body works slower in the cold to save energy but if your already burned out and stressed your just gonna get colder and colder cause all the blood is at the important organs trying to keep them alive
Causing blue lips.
God I love them so much, they are too talented for their own good.
This was my take on blue lips by Cortis!!
Go stream GREENGREEN rn!! And if you want more songs let me know!!
And please let me know what you think the lyrics mean!!!
If your confused, have any questions or just want me to explain myself more LET ME KNOW CAUSE I WOULD LIVE TOO!!
Okay so I literally have to make a whole post about this and I’m about to be the most parasocial person on this app rn idc anymore tho. So sorry not sorry but guys☹️☹️this actually made me sob so much. I know I come on this app and spread a lot of positivity and I try to shine my rays of sunshine on you guys but that’s just not how I feel personally. I’m currently going through a tough time but seeing cortis, a group of teenage boys who achieved their dreams, really gives me a lot of hope. Growing up is such a tough part of life because it means us experiencing more, good and bad, we each go through different paths in life and some tend to be more difficult to get through. So seeing these boys who each have their own background and their own stories and who knows, maybe they’ll tell us more about their stories but for now, seeing people my age accomplish such big things in their lives makes me feel less alone in this world. I know they’ve had obstacles in their lives as one usually does so it really does help. I feel weird even saying this because I never thought I would feel this way towards any group or celebrity or fandom but they really are amazing. Not to mention that being in this fandom, meeting and talking to all these great people, also helps me feel less alone<3 I guess what I’m trying to say is that I’m very grateful to have been in this timeline, where cortis is a thing. Where I get to meet, talk, and be parasocial with all of you <3 and I’m totally not crying right now lol. Sunny loves you all🫰 also I apologize for my grammar I lowkey don’t care much about going back and adding correct punctuation because I can’t even see my keyboard that well rn 😭🫰
I truly hope those boys understand just how amazing and important they are. I can tell that they are very doubtful of themselves sometimes but they truly are the coolest teenage boys out there. Same with 🫵 you reading this. Anyways ima go to sleep now and I may regret this in the morning but who cares lol. Let’s protect these boys please🫂
I apologize sincerely if this doesn’t make any sense
i think the most distinguishing thing about this album is how different it is from cotl, and not just by sound. while cotl was more, well, colourful and hopeful, greengreen is still hopeful but in a world that tests you. there was a sense of recklessness and freedom that's only present when you're young and new in cotl. greengreen discusses their lives as of now, the gigantic shift of being under so many eyes and the constant workload. i feel like lullaby and blue lips echo each other so well in that sense, life before vs after fame, before achieving your dreams vs after ("i need something else and a new why"). from "i want the whole world to know my name" to the dejected tone in wassup "everytime they see me they know it's us" and in the same song they talk about their tiring schedules and walking through crowds at airports having people follow them, and of course the tnt mv that visualized the horrifying feeling perfectly. it's a scary shift ngl 😭 not because of the change but because it gives us a glimpse into their lives which isnt as sunshine and rainbows as they are presented specially with the regular vlogs that make you think that this is what their life is like at all times. i really love how their music is true to them because you can literally witness the growth and change in perceptions. i think they're trying to really emphasise their multifaceted identity and also trying to grapple with their own future (blue lips as @pearlywhitefics described so well the point about aging). similar to cotl this album also features a spectrum of sounds- from songs like acai and ycc (go and fashion) which are just pure crack in music form (i.e addictive) to the more softer, emotion based songs like blue lips and wassup (lullaby and joyride).
idk the shift feels so significant, theyre still a bunch of kids messing around in the studio, while also having to deal with things that normal people their age don't have to, especially considering how most of them having been in the loop of things since they were like what 11? 12? insane. but anyways you can see greengreen is growing on me......
the hopefulness of greengreen speaks to me even more because it's like sunlight breaking from the clouds, im just a sappy sucker for friendship, the constant mentions of finding comfort in eachother and in pursuing their love for music- "been through the lows now we get high", "i can't go back now to an empty house", "they called me a freak, i was obsessed, with making tracks, then came my friends" , "sixteen still just clueless kids....at the studio pc waking their dna"
The translated lyrics for Blue Lips dropped and yk big papa had to analyse!!
BEFORE I START!! THIS IS MY OPINION!! AND IT MIGHT CHANGE IN THE NEAR FUTURE
Intro:
"Saw you swimming in a pool
Thought we were going out for dinner
Make me fall into your pool
Make me trip, make me a fool"
im not really sure about this at the moment so this part might change BUT!
"saw you in the pool" you as in core
and i go more into later on but the "pool" and "being cold" i think symbolizes being alone/lonely and ageing
so they saw us being alone or bored "thought we were going out for dinner" they thought that we were content with other groups
“Make me fall into your pool, make me trip, make me a fool”
Maybe how much humiliation they had to go through? Or what I also talk more about later but maybe the embarrassing child like mistakes they did as trainees
(again im not really sure about this)
verse:
"Yeah, talking to the moon
Dreams feel elusive, but what else do we got?
This is what we choose
The bitter and sweet of it both intertwine"
talking to the moon made me think of bruno mars 2010 song "talking to the moon" and that song is about feeling lonely and missing someone
i feel like its similar for cortis BUT
instead of missing someone else, i think they mean they are going to miss who they are when they're older.
"this is what we choose, The bitter and sweet of it both intertwine"
yeah they did choose the idol life but maybe it wasn't what they expected and they just have to learn to live with the good and the bad.
"Shining through the gloom
Nothing else to say, still racing life's clock
Wanna change the views"
again they keep choosing to look on the bright side of things even though it's harder than they expected.
they wanted to change the kpop industry while being young but its harder than they expected.
my favourite Lyrics are 10000%
"I need something else and a new "why"
Blue flame getting put out
These days getting too tired
Inner child tryna sneak out
Choosing to fly cause he can't hide"
god it just reminds me of when Keonho's mom said "I pushed you into the world too soon"
i think what they mean by a new why is that the original reason for why the became idols isn't enough anymore to drive them or that its no good enough reason to do what they do.
"Blue flame getting put out, These days getting too tired"
is their motivation. they are getting burned out / tired from how hard the idol life is, because im sure they didn't expect to become so big so quickly, as seen in the Debut day video on their youtube.
but because they became so big and so loved so quickly they probably have to move faster than they trained / excepted / wanted.
"Inner child tryna sneak out"
omg im trying not to cry while writing this, cause all i can think about is their parents and sisters. how they must be so worried for them. again what keonhos mom said.
cause the were young. too young. martin has been a trainee since he was 11.
for me, thats the most vulnerable and important time of your childhood, its the time were you learn and discover and make mistakes. the last few years before becoming a real teenager, which is a whole other convo.
"Choosing to fly cause he can't hide"
children make embarrassing mistakes and usually they can hide and reflect or run to someone trusted with that mistake and fix it
but since they've been out the house since what? 11, 12, 13, 14? and not to even mention james with the whole leaving ur home country ALONE.
they probably don't have the strongest relationships with their families because they just didn't have the time or the energy to.
so they force themselves to move on / run away from mistakes instead of reflecting on them, cause they probably don't know who to.
and i honestly get why their parents baby them so much (seen in the Going home on their youtube) sure cortis see themselves as grown, but their parents / siblings are robbed from the experience of seeing them grow too.
"Every day, fighting for peace signs
Roll with the waves like a seaside
Chasing magic, but my feet tired
Get to the end and hit rewind"
"chasing the magic but my feet tired" is what i was talking about before, they are happy but they are running / working harder that they ran / should. they are just pushing themselves to get to the end so they can get a break just to be able to hit rewind
"Every day, fighting for peace signs
Roll with the waves like a seaside"
maybe they fought a lot as trainees for their individuality but they were forced in to the idol/trainee box / forced to go with the unatural flow?
outro:
"We've been in here way too long" they've been trainees for way too long or they've been alone for too long
"I've been feelin' way too cold" again they've been alone for too long
"Can we stay in here lil bit more?
Out of the pool, I know you'll be gone"
they know one of their appeals as a group is that they are young but everyone is a victim to ageing, "out the pool" or when they are older they know that the young creator crew title will no longer be theirs and their scared that when it happens we as core will be gone, cause everyone moves on eventually. that's just human nature.
"Can we stay in here lil bit more?
With me, with me, with me"
they want us to stay with them cause theyve been cold = alone for too long
so what i think they are mean is:
they know that once they get out the pool = they're not young anymore and too burned out from their career and start to move slower, (as in it takes them longer to make music) people will lose interest in them cause they are not what they used to be / they lost that young creator crew appeal to them.
so they are asking us to at least stay with them for now. while their young and moving fast.
cause they were cold for so long = alone for so long
but now we as core are in the pool with them
Chorus:
my blue lips.
they are turning blue from the cold = being alone
some studies show that when your too stressed or too burned out for a long period of time, your nervous system has a harder time working.
i read a wellness article once said that going on a long hike when you've been stressed or burned out can actually cause more harm than good, because you're overworking your already overworked body and nervous system.
And it’s especially dumb when it’s cold cause a human body works slower in the cold to save energy but if your already burned out and stressed your just gonna get colder and colder cause all the blood is at the important organs trying to keep them alive
Causing blue lips.
God I love them so much, they are too talented for their own good.
This was my take on blue lips by Cortis!!
Go stream GREENGREEN rn!! And if you want more songs let me know!!
And please let me know what you think the lyrics mean!!!
If your confused, have any questions or just want me to explain myself more LET ME KNOW CAUSE I WOULD LIVE TOO!!
The translated lyrics for Blue Lips dropped and yk big papa had to analyse!!
BEFORE I START!! THIS IS MY OPINION!! AND IT MIGHT CHANGE IN THE NEAR FUTURE
Intro:
"Saw you swimming in a pool
Thought we were going out for dinner
Make me fall into your pool
Make me trip, make me a fool"
im not really sure about this at the moment so this part might change BUT!
"saw you in the pool" you as in core
and i go more into later on but the "pool" and "being cold" i think symbolizes being alone/lonely and ageing
so they saw us being alone or bored "thought we were going out for dinner" they thought that we were content with other groups
“Make me fall into your pool, make me trip, make me a fool”
Maybe how much humiliation they had to go through? Or what I also talk more about later but maybe the embarrassing child like mistakes they did as trainees
(again im not really sure about this)
verse:
"Yeah, talking to the moon
Dreams feel elusive, but what else do we got?
This is what we choose
The bitter and sweet of it both intertwine"
talking to the moon made me think of bruno mars 2010 song "talking to the moon" and that song is about feeling lonely and missing someone
i feel like its similar for cortis BUT
instead of missing someone else, i think they mean they are going to miss who they are when they're older.
"this is what we choose, The bitter and sweet of it both intertwine"
yeah they did choose the idol life but maybe it wasn't what they expected and they just have to learn to live with the good and the bad.
"Shining through the gloom
Nothing else to say, still racing life's clock
Wanna change the views"
again they keep choosing to look on the bright side of things even though it's harder than they expected.
they wanted to change the kpop industry while being young but its harder than they expected.
my favourite Lyrics are 10000%
"I need something else and a new "why"
Blue flame getting put out
These days getting too tired
Inner child tryna sneak out
Choosing to fly cause he can't hide"
god it just reminds me of when Keonho's mom said "I pushed you into the world too soon"
i think what they mean by a new why is that the original reason for why the became idols isn't enough anymore to drive them or that its no good enough reason to do what they do.
"Blue flame getting put out, These days getting too tired"
is their motivation. they are getting burned out / tired from how hard the idol life is, because im sure they didn't expect to become so big so quickly, as seen in the Debut day video on their youtube.
but because they became so big and so loved so quickly they probably have to move faster than they trained / excepted / wanted.
"Inner child tryna sneak out"
omg im trying not to cry while writing this, cause all i can think about is their parents and sisters. how they must be so worried for them. again what keonhos mom said.
cause the were young. too young. martin has been a trainee since he was 11.
for me, thats the most vulnerable and important time of your childhood, its the time were you learn and discover and make mistakes. the last few years before becoming a real teenager, which is a whole other convo.
"Choosing to fly cause he can't hide"
children make embarrassing mistakes and usually they can hide and reflect or run to someone trusted with that mistake and fix it
but since they've been out the house since what? 11, 12, 13, 14? and not to even mention james with the whole leaving ur home country ALONE.
they probably don't have the strongest relationships with their families because they just didn't have the time or the energy to.
so they force themselves to move on / run away from mistakes instead of reflecting on them, cause they probably don't know who to.
and i honestly get why their parents baby them so much (seen in the Going home on their youtube) sure cortis see themselves as grown, but their parents / siblings are robbed from the experience of seeing them grow too.
"Every day, fighting for peace signs
Roll with the waves like a seaside
Chasing magic, but my feet tired
Get to the end and hit rewind"
"chasing the magic but my feet tired" is what i was talking about before, they are happy but they are running / working harder that they ran / should. they are just pushing themselves to get to the end so they can get a break just to be able to hit rewind
"Every day, fighting for peace signs
Roll with the waves like a seaside"
maybe they fought a lot as trainees for their individuality but they were forced in to the idol/trainee box / forced to go with the unatural flow?
outro:
"We've been in here way too long" they've been trainees for way too long or they've been alone for too long
"I've been feelin' way too cold" again they've been alone for too long
"Can we stay in here lil bit more?
Out of the pool, I know you'll be gone"
they know one of their appeals as a group is that they are young but everyone is a victim to ageing, "out the pool" or when they are older they know that the young creator crew title will no longer be theirs and their scared that when it happens we as core will be gone, cause everyone moves on eventually. that's just human nature.
"Can we stay in here lil bit more?
With me, with me, with me"
they want us to stay with them cause theyve been cold = alone for too long
so what i think they are mean is:
they know that once they get out the pool = they're not young anymore and too burned out from their career and start to move slower, (as in it takes them longer to make music) people will lose interest in them cause they are not what they used to be / they lost that young creator crew appeal to them.
so they are asking us to at least stay with them for now. while their young and moving fast.
cause they were cold for so long = alone for so long
but now we as core are in the pool with them
Chorus:
my blue lips.
they are turning blue from the cold = being alone
some studies show that when your too stressed or too burned out for a long period of time, your nervous system has a harder time working.
i read a wellness article once said that going on a long hike when you've been stressed or burned out can actually cause more harm than good, because you're overworking your already overworked body and nervous system.
And it’s especially dumb when it’s cold cause a human body works slower in the cold to save energy but if your already burned out and stressed your just gonna get colder and colder cause all the blood is at the important organs trying to keep them alive
Causing blue lips.
God I love them so much, they are too talented for their own good.
This was my take on blue lips by Cortis!!
Go stream GREENGREEN rn!! And if you want more songs let me know!!
And please let me know what you think the lyrics mean!!!
If your confused, have any questions or just want me to explain myself more LET ME KNOW CAUSE I WOULD LIVE TOO!!
i've seen so many coerblr writers talk about this, so i thought i might say something too. lately, i've been seeing some inappropriate content about the 08z. this is honestly disgusting, especially considering that martin and juhoon were minors less than four months ago (and btw, the legal age in south korea is 19, so they're technically not even legal in their country).
as a writer, you should take accountability for what you put on your platform and the impact it might have on the community you're part of.
"oh but they're adults!!" oh girl... really? that's your excuse? let's push aside the whole minors thing, we're talking about human beings here. you're reducing human beings to objects.
objectification goes both ways. as a woman, i've experienced it many times firsthand. my own body has been seen as sexual, and seeing people do that to idols around my age just makes me realize how bad it can get.
i'm genuinely so mad. just because someone is barely legal doesn't mean you can use that as an excuse to write or post nsfw content about them. did we learn NOTHING from the ni-ki situation?
yall love to scream 'protect idols' at the top of your lungs, but when it comes to actually doing something, you're suddenly silent??
on top of that, the boys are already being heavily sexualized and harassed by weird fans (especially older ones; and this also targets the 09z, which are still 17, not even CLOSE to being legal) and hybe, as always, is doing nothing to protect them.
i've seen so many amazing coerblr writers go on hiatus recently, which is really unfortunate. i personally know some of them, and from what i've seen, this situation is really weighing on them. i hope you're all okay and safe🩷
let me make something clear: my account is a safe space for everyone – everybody is welcome. but you have to respect my boundaries and others'. content like this is NOT acceptable.
if you see anything like it, please do not engage. report the post and the account.
this will be the only time i'll talk about this, since i want to keep my account a safe space away from any form of negativity. this has to stop.
warnings + info: use of y/n. y/n is female. cursing slight angst?? NewJeans
synopsis: Don't smile because it happened, baby, cry because it's over
Oh, you're supposed to think about me every time you hold her. My heart is heavy now, it's like a hundred pounds
wc: 4.3k
chapter: flashback
▸ feedback, comments & reblogs are highly appreciated
▸ Disclaimer: that English is NOT my first language and that I am dyslexic.
Song: Don't smile - sabrina carpenter
Pearl's note: slow updates, NewJeans may be shown in a slightly negative light, so please remember that this is a FICTIONAL story for your entertanmetn, if you dont like it, dont read it, and down harss me because i love NewJeans, AGAIN THIS IS A FAKE STORY.
One of them would smile at you in dance practice, then another would stand close to you in line, the third would ask if you wanted to be in a group together, and the last would ask if you had eaten that day.
Suddenly, they were everywhere.
Their behaviour should have been weird to you; you should have known that something was up.
But because you were 13 and it was the first time any other trainees had shown you a sliver of kindness, you fell into it. Hard.
Though you did think it was weird how interested they were in your notebook.
The old leather-bound notebook you carried everywhere, the one filled with all the songs you ever thought about while being under Hybe.
They would ask questions, a lot of questions.
Like “what kind of songs do you write?”, “Do you have a beat?” or even "Can I sing it?"
But you would brush it off as your friends were interested in your work. Oh, how wrong that was, to some extent, at least.
Though you couldn’t be too hard on yourself, you didn’t even know that they were in a lineup together.
One day, during a 5-minute break in a hip-hop dance class, you slide down against the wall, pulling out your notebook to write down a lyric that had popped into your head mid-dance.
“Do you want somebody, like I want somebody? 날 보고 웃었지만 Do you think about me now? Yeah, all the time, yeah, all the time.”
While trying to spell the Korean right, as it was still limited for you, a body slumps down next to you.
Danielle.
“whatcha doinggg?”
She sang out the words, her shoulder softly pushing yours playfully. Back then, 13-year-old you thought Danielle was the sweetest person ever, and you tried to be more like her every day.
So, her asking meant a lot, maybe too much.
“Just some lyrics that popped into my head earlier.”
You tried to give her a confident smile, though you were sure you looked more constipated than anything.
But all she does is smile, the kind of smile that makes her eyes light up, the same way they do when she's singing, that true look of happiness, you don't see often anymore. Not from these up-and-coming idols.
You didn't really think about being an idol. Sure, the idea of fame was fun, especially when you got to act it out with your brothers back home.
How Zayn would set up your stuffed animals like an audience, and Lyam would hold an old flashlight, and you would stand in the middle of the living room, singing and dancing your heart out.
Your dad would always record, and your mom would smile because, for once, the three of you wouldn't be fighting.
And you were happy like that, those moments were for you and your family only. Until it wasn’t.
Until a day at the mall with your friends, your real friends, changed your life forever.
It still amazes you how a simple act of holding your friend Ivy’s bag while she was in the bathroom and singing a children's song to a crying baby in a stroller changed the direction of your life.
You still remember it clearly, how heavy her bag was, how the bathrooms smelled like death, and how a tired-looking mother with a stroller came up next to you, asking if you were waiting in line, and you shook your head no.
When you noticed the baby in the stroller looking at you, you did what you always did when you saw a baby: you waved, though normally they don't burst out in sobs.
The fear rushes through you, and in a panic, you start singing.
Not only did it seem to cheer up the baby and her mother, but also the man standing behind her, though he looked more like he had won the lottery.
The same man who later chased you down, demanding you take a business card from him, telling you to come to auditions, that he could make you a star.
You had refused at first, kindly telling him that you didn't want to be an idol, but a lawyer instead. The man looked at you like you were insane, he persisted in just trying it out.
Realising you weren't going to win anytime soon, not with the way your friends also joined in on the pushing, you took the card and promised to come to the audition.
Later that same evening at dinner, when you had been asked how the trip to the mall went, you told your family bout the crazy old guy. You didn't get the reaction you were expecting.
“And he kept trying to press this card in my hand, for some company with a fake name.”
Your parents are clearly alarmed, ask for the card, pulling it out from your pocket, it gets snatched by your brothers.
“Hybe? How did they manage to spell that wrong?”
Your brother Lyam laughed, then received a smack on the back of the head from Zayn.
“It's spelled right, you idiot, it's the entertainment company that Yujin was trying to get into, remember?”
Lyam did an O with his mouth as his memory kicked in, a small laugh left you and your dad at the same time, making him smile.
Your mother, on the other side of the table, without a word, put out her hand to the twins, the card immediately being given to her.
Her eyes scanned it, while everyone else was eyeing her.
Your mother was everything to you. She was strong-willed and fierce, a lawyer of almost 10 years, some may say mean even, and they were not wrong.
It was complicated between you and her. It was clear she wanted her only daughter to be like her, but no matter how hard you tried, because God knows you try, you somehow always ended up reminding her of your dad.
“I think you should go.”
those 5 words made it final.
because what your mom said went.
The audition was basically a humiliation ritual.
Sitting in the waiting room next to your mother with over 50 other teens around your age was embarrassing enough; the glares and whispers about you and your Arabian mother were kind of normal at this point.
What wasn't normal for you, though, was the real audition, thinking it was a one-on-one thing, but when they opened the doors, and everyone ran in like it’s the Hunger Games, it started to worry you a bit.
Your mother, sensing a shift in your mood as you walk in after everyone else, grabs your shoulder, squeezing and pulling you slightly closer, not really caring who hears her.
“Don’t be nervous, you have more raw talent than everyone in here combined.”
You didn't, or you didn't feel like you did.
But it wasn’t the time nor the place to argue, so you just smiled and nodded.
Seeing person after person walk into the middle of the room and either dance, sing, or rap a well-known Korean song made you want to puke.
You hadn't prepared anything.
And with your Korean being limited, you knew you were truly fucked, not because you suddenly wanted to be an idol overnight, but because your mom wanted it.
And you wanted to make her proud of you. You needed to make her proud of you, for once at least.
So, as you watched a boy who looked around your age sing Mic Drop by BTS
You decide to sing your mom's favourite song, which would please her, right?
As it grew closer to your turn, a hand crept its way to your shoulder, your mother's hand squeezing slightly hard, and only when they called your name did she lean closer.
“Make me proud now, Angel.”
Those simple words hit like a train.
What do you mean, make her proud? Now? Why now? Didn’t you already make her proud? Didn't your last school assignment make her proud? The one you got a 95% on. Maybe she wanted a 100%, or was it because you didn’t get the lead in the last school preferments, or was it-
Your thoughts get cut off by a man saying your name and a pinch at the side of your stomach.
You walk into the middle of the room, looking at the table of judges as they just stare at you. God, you felt like a failure already, so you look back at your mother, wishing for an ounce of comfort.
The only thing you were met with was a scowl and a glare, but for some reason, you didn't feel the usual feeling of fear and embarrassment; for once, you felt annoyed at her. Angry, even.
So, you took a deep breath and made a decision that could make or break the audition.
The Winner Takes It All by ABBA
You knew that song like the back of your hand, it being your favourite, and sure, it wasn't in Korean, but it showed off your vocals; it was either that or an original, no way in hell you were doing that.
So that's what you did.
You sang your favourite, because this was your audition, your moment, your future.
You're not sure what took over you when you started singing, but you felt like you were unstoppable, moving around the room, dragging out a high note here and there.
It felt good. Too good.
And the applause that came after made you want to never leave the room.
For once, you felt seen and appreciated. It was addictive.
In that moment, you decided that if you were going to do this, you were doing it your way.
Because this was yours and only yours.
God, if only you knew what was in store for you.
That's how you ended up here, in this practice room filled with tired teenagers and broken dreams, except for Danielle, her eyes still shining at you.
“You zone out a lot.”
She laughed, pushing a stray curl back behind your ear. You blink as you feel heat rush up to your cheeks.
“Sorry..?”
She laughs again, moving slightly closer, leaning now up against you, placing her head on your shoulder, as she gently says.
“You apologise a lot too; I just asked what the lyrics are about?”
You tried to find our voice again, as she made herself at home against your shoulder, the nerves kicking in.
“I-Uhm, it’s about a guy I know..”
You feel the butterflies in your stomach at the mention of him, that guy, the one you saw once in the cafeteria, then again in a random dance class, the one with long black hair, the one who was probably too cool for you.
But Danielle?
Danielle sat up, excitedly, looking at you with a look that said she had hit the jackpot, thought you didn't know why yet.
“It's about a crush? A real-life crush! That's so great, I mean cute, it's so cute you have a crush.”
Though all you could manage to do was nod at her excitement, even though her wording seemed weird, before you could say anything else, the teacher yelled for you to get back into your positions.
You place your notebook back in your backpack and head to the corner of the room, when a hand grabs your wrist to stop you.
“You should have lunch with Minji and me later.”
It didn't seem like a question, more of a statement, so you nod again and head to your spot. But throughout the whole hour class, you could feel eyes on you.
Walking through the Hybe building has never felt natural for you. You spend 15 hours here out of the 24 in a day, and you knew what rooms to go to, but for some reason, it never became familiar to you. Always feeling out of place.
Yet you've never felt so out of place as you do now, the uncanny feeling of eyes on you, from the moment you stepped back in line in dance. The feeling follows you wherever you go.
But as you step into the cafeteria, the feeling fades slightly, but only when you make eye contact with Minji, who goes from a bored look to excitement, quicker than you thought was humanly possible.
Hanni, waving you over to sit with them, and that you did, because you were 13 and lonely.
Sitting with them started out normal, some small talk here and there, until Haerin, Danielle, and Hyein showed up.
That's when it got weird, fast.
Danielle and Minji started to play with your hair as they sat on either side of you, talking about how pretty it was and that it would be a shame for it to get ruined when you debut.
Herin would ask how you did in the last monthly tests, Hanni telling you how pretty you looked, and Hyein would talk about which emoji would represent you best.
And the same questions about your notebook and songs.
They kept talking over each other, and frankly, it was overstimulating.
But as all the talking died down, suddenly, as they looked behind you, you turned to see a woman standing there, with a smile on her lips, yet the most soulless eyes you'd ever seen.
“Hello, Miss Yoon y/n.”
Her voice sent your heart racing, as if you were in active danger, but still you bow.
“Hello, Miss Min Hee Jin.”
“I would like to talk to you, Y/n.”
You couldn’t really describe how you were feeling.
Sure, you were happy, but for some reason, it felt off. The whole thing felt off.
Being added to a lineup much later than the rest of the girls was kind of weird.
But you decided to put the feeling behind you, you were debuting for crying out loud, you needed to focus.
So, you worked hard. Writing, practicing, dancing, and singing. Like your life depended on it, because it did.
You wanted the idol life now, more than anything. Not for the money or for the fame, not really at least. You wanted to show the world who you are and what you could do. You wanted to push the boundaries of music. You wanted the world to know your name.
And you were going to do everything in your power to make it happen.
A part of making it happen means staying up really late in the studio working. Ever since Miss Min he jin found out you can write and produce songs, she has not left you alone. You never complained, though. Because of course you didn’t.
The pre-idol life was not what you expected at all.
You knew it was meant to be harder, and it was, but you were shocked at the process, especially with how involved Miss Min He Jin was.
Everywhere you and the girls went, she was there. Practice, vocal lessons, recordings, even the dorms.
were you went, she went.
But you would brush it off. How many executive producers care that much for their groups? It's sweet, right?
Hanni and Danielle were laughing and talking in the studio when you were supposed to be working on the debut album, and it was kind of pissing you off.
How can they be so chill about it? You guys were debuting in 10 months, which sounds like a long time, but when you think about how much you need to do before, god, it was already giving you a headache.
No, actually, it was Hanni’s loud laugh that was giving you a headache. But instead of blowing up, you look over to check the time.
2:48 am
Well fuck.
You sigh and throw your head into your hands, stressed. The two older girls notice and a soft hand making its way to your back.
“What's wrong, Y/nnie?”
This bitc-
“Nothing, it's just getting late, and we still haven’t finished a single song.”
They both give you empathetic looks, though it looked more like pity. They gave you pity looks often, but you never got why.
“It's okay, Y/nnie, we can just work on it more tomorrow.”
You didn’t feel like arguing, so you just nodded. So much for doing the Idol thing your way.
As you lean back in your chair, the girls decide to pack up and leave. When they ask if you're coming, you tell them that you will work for a little bit longer.
As the sound of the door clicks closed, the familiar feeling of heavy sadness tugs at your heart, and before you know it, you are sobbing in the closet-sized studio.
You felt like you were drowning.
The overwhelming feeling of being watched yet excluded was taking over your life.
Yet every time you tried to bring it up to your mother in the few phone calls you two had, she would just tell you that it was excuses, that she wasn’t going to let you quit, and that you were turning soft, that the Idol life was hard, and that you needed to deal with it.
But the constant feeling of being watched and yelled at for the most basic things was taking a toll on you, everything from eating, personality, to your look.
Every little thing that was out of your control was somehow your fault.
Then there were the punishments, god they were just inhumane.
It was just so suffocating.
In the midst of your breakdown, the door to the studio opens again, fear runs through your heart, thinking it was your manager or god forbid, Min He Jin, you wipe your face as fast as you can and turn to look.
Oh hell no.
It was him. The guy with the long black hair. The one most of your songs are about.
His hand that was gripping the handle let go softly as he realized that someone was already using the room.
You get up and quickly start to pack your things.
“I’m sorry. I was just leaving. You can use the room.”
You had your back to him, not only because you were packing up, but you also didn’t want to be seen crying by your crush the first time you spoke to him.
“Are you okay?”
You turn to look at him, his hair, then his lips, his eyebrows, and lastly his eyes. The genuine look of concern made your heart flutter, and not in the usual way when you're embarrassed or sad. It felt different.
But you don’t really know him, hell, you didn’t even know his name, so how were you supposed to tell him?
So, you did what you always did: smile and nod.
“Yeah, I’m good.”
But when you try to walk around him and out the door, he blocks it.
“Has anyone ever told you that you’re a horrible liar?”
All you could do was stare at him.
His hand softly pushed your shoulder back until the back of your knees hit the office chair you were previously sitting on. He pulls the chair Hanni was sitting on not too long ago, and he turns in it so he’s in front of you, his knees touching yours.
“Do you want to talk about it?”
You shake your head, no.
“Okay, that’s fair, I mean, you don’t really know me.”
God, if he only knew. If he knew all the times you would stare at him, all the songs in your notebook about him. Before you could say anything, though, he continues.
“Though I do kind of know you, Y/n.”
Huh?
“I’ve seen you around a few times, not in a creepy way, of course.”
All you could do was stare at him.
He knew you. Like he knew your name and who you were.
The flutter only got stronger, especially with the way he kept “accidentally” bumping his knee with yours, but you still didn’t know his name.
“You know me?”
He nods, his Adam's apple bobs nervously, and he shyly tucks his long black hair behind his ear.
“Yeah, I saw you once in the lobby, thought you were really pretty...”
His voice is soft as he trails off, looking up slightly to check for any signs of disgust; all he sees is a small smile and a faint pinkness on the apple of your cheeks.
“pretty...?”
He laughs softly, nodding almost embarrassed, turning to look at the black screen of the company computer on the desk next to you.
“yeah…”
You could feel your face getting hotter by the second; the soft squeeze of your heart doesn’t help when you notice how red he’s getting, too.
He sees you.
It was all you could think about.
You weren’t some random background character to him; he saw you, he knew you, and he thought you were pretty. What do you even say to that?
“y- you're pretty too.”
His head turns back to look at you, slightly confused, then he points at himself, as if to ask if you’re talking about him. Only when you laugh and nod softly does he smile too as he leans closer.
“Sure, but there is a clear winner between us.”
There it was again, the damn flutter in your heart, but now it’s in your whole body.
What’s wrong with me?
You try to break out of whatever trance you’re in as you pull your knees up on the chair, hugging them, looking down at the floor.
“I know you too…”
“Really?”
“Yeah, but I still don’t know your name though…”
It took him a second to realize what you said, then he started laughing, really hard, but not at you, or at least, it didn’t feel like it was.
It took him a couple of minutes to calm down before he looked at you.
“Okay, so I am the creepy one. I asked Martin for your name. I basically made him stalk you.”
Martin? As in the freakishly tall producer guy?
Wait, he went out of his way to know more about you. God, your heart felt like it was going to explode.
Though you couldn’t help but laugh at his words, cause from an outside perspective it might have seemed creepy, but to you, it was considerate and kind of sweet.
Your laughs were cut shorter than you’d like by a hand in your face, looking up at him, confused but amused, as he shakes his hand in front of your face, so you place your hand in his, his slightly larger hand wraps around yours slightly as he shakes it.
“I’m Jung Woojin.”
You repeat the name, testing how to pronounce it. When you're satisfied with it, you give his hand a final shake before you slowly try to pull your hand back, but Woojin stops you, squeezing your hand and pulling you closer, your faces now at eye level. He places your now intertwined hands on his knee, looking at you. Really looking.
“Now you.”
“me? But you already know my name, mister stalker.”
He smiles, and God, it was heaven-sent, the way his eyes crinkle and the way you can feel his hand shake as he laughs.
“Yeah, but I still wanna hear it from you.”
Suddenly, the feeling hit you, your cheeks slightly warm and hurting, have you really been smiling for that long? It's almost forgotten what it was like.
“Ali-Yoon Y/n”
The proud smirk on Woojin’s lips made you want to roll your eyes, but your smile never left your lips.
“You have a beautiful smile, Y/n.”
You and Woojin ended up talking the whole night.
And it was probably the best night of your life, until you remembered that you had dance practice at 7:30 am and you had to run through the halls of Hybe to get to the practice room.
You were late.
In the almost 2 years you’ve been a trainee, you’ve never been late for anything. Ever.
You almost fly into the dance room, terrified you were going to get another lector, but when you finally step in and look around, you see nothing.
No teachers, no min hi jin.
Just all five girls sitting in the room, listening to soft music, talking.
Hearin is the first to notice you standing in the doorway, out of breath and confused.
“Hey, y/nnie, I was just about to call you.”
Her calm voice makes the others notice; one by one, they get up to greet you with a hug. When they're done, Minji tucks a curl behind your ear, as Hanni asks.
“Did you stay up late?”
Danniel quickly follows up with.
“Yeah, you're never late for anything, ever.”
But you? You couldn’t contain your excitement, finally feeling like you knew the reason you were picked to be here, finally feeling worthy.
Before you can stop yourself, you blurt out how you finally have your debut song and album, and the other girls start screaming and jumping around, hugging you. But when they calm down enough to start asking you questions, it hits you.
You didn’t actually write anything yet.
As you stop and stare at the girls, you are embarrassed to say.
“w-well, I haven’t actually written anything yet.”
The girls blinked at you for a second, then two and three, before they all started yelling and pushing you.
“What are you waiting for? Go!”
So that’s what you did, you sat in the corner of the practice room, headphones in, and you little old notebook in your lap.
You wrote until your hand started cramping up, you were in a flow state like never before, and you ended up writing 20-something song lyrics.
But in the end, you chose 8 for the others to choose from. By others, you mean Min He Jin
OMG, Lucky Girl Syndrome, I'll like you, Hype boy, Ditto, hurt, cookie and Attention
Looking back?
You regret ever telling them anything.
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