└ A surprise guest of Jaesang’s set! | Outfit exclusively presented by: Queen V
“SANTA MONICA! Are you having a good time? You here to have fun?! Yeeaaaaaahhh! — I know a lot of you probably know me as Kian or kikiwon on Instagram or if you’ve seen videos from La Playa — Baby SEHT. But, yakno, I don’t feel like any of those people today. Fuze is the me I wanna share with all of you tonight! I’m so happy you’re all apart of my first Pride. It’s the biggest party of the year! I hope this song keeps you MOVING!
unless marked as a cover, all songs listed are originals.
𝒂𝒅𝒗𝒊𝒄𝒆
jae starts off the night behind a piano on stage, slowly kicking off into the performance before joining the dancers.
27
𝒓𝒖𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏
after 27, jae greets the crowd a bit better as he takes a pause to collect himself. running through the rain isn't something that was originally on his setlist (nor the cover following it ) until an hour ago and it wasn't a song he had really ever planned on sharing. but, he'd made the switch with the sound engineers and there was no going back now.
"This next song," Pausing, Jae rubbed at the back of his neck with the hand not holding his new mic ( sparkly like his La Playa one but this one in the pansexual flag colors ). "is a song I wrote recently while trying to work my way out of a place I've gotten stuck in. It really wasn't the help I had hoped for," Another pause as a low self-deprecating laugh cut in. "but I've been told it's a good song and i hope it can hit home for some of you too, if you've ever found your déjà vu. Your someone you'd run through the rain for."
𝒑𝒖𝒓𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏 ( 𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 )
𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒏 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅 ( 𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬. 𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 )
for the gays and in homage of wonho starting with open mind and up until his outfit change for seesaw, jae has unbuttoned his shirt down to the bottom two to reveal no shirt underneath.
𝒍𝒊𝒃𝒊𝒅𝒐 ( 𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 ) 𝒇𝒕. 𝒌𝒊𝒂𝒏
enjoy this cover for the gays with that dancing between jae and kian though 🥵
pausing after libido, jae takes the chance to thank his dancers up til this point and send an extra shout-out to kian for all his hard work leading up to tonight and thank him as well as occasionally appearing in the choreo of a few of the songs tonight, nova. "Music is something I've always just done for myself but having people I consider family or close to it sharing my moments with me mean more than I can describe without sounding sappy and ruining all public image of myself." Laughing, he glanced offstage to make sure Chul was ready. "For this next song and a special treat after it, we've got another friend joining us. Santa Monica, your favorite real estate agent and bus stop bench model — Chul!"
𝒇𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄 ( 𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 ) 𝒇𝒕. 𝒌𝒊𝒂𝒏 + 𝒄𝒉𝒖𝒍
𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 ( 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 ) 𝒇𝒕. 𝒄𝒉𝒖𝒍
again, thank me later gays and gg's thirsty anons.
all of the dancers including kian and nova having left after fantastic, jae chugged from a water bottle near one of the speakers as chul said his goodbyes and left the stage, leaving jae up there alone now. this was it, the moment he had worked himself harder than ever for all this month and part of last month preparing for.
it was Kian's turn.
"Start rolling now, I'm about to get emotional." Wiping his face with a hand towel, Jae laughed into his mic. He knew there was no way he was getting through this without a few voice cracks, without a high risk of tears. But if there was anyone worth breaking his mask for, it was Kiki. "We've reached an interlude in my set tonight where someone who deserves every bright light on this stage aimed at him, who deserves every cheer and lit up cellphone to be directed at solely him, is going to step out on this stage alone for the first time. He's had my back up here tonight and at La Playa. In fact, he's had my back every moment of life since the age of fifteen. We don't share a drop of blood.... genetically...but he's my brother. The family who I ch--who chose me." Voice wavering, Jae wiped at the sweat again as he tried steadying his voice. "Santa Monica's highest rated delivery boy, social media darling, Pico Hoodlum, maknae of Seht, Won Kian. He deserves the world and I'm giving a piece of it to him in a small way tonight to try and express my gratitude towards him for always knowing when I'm not as strong as I'm acting, for always being himself and brightening up my world no matter if my day was dark or already blinding bright without the pick me up. Kiki works himself to..."
Blowing out a huff of air, Jae blinked rapidly as he took a beat. "Kiki works himself into exhaustion almost daily for the people he loves and will have a smile ready for anyone unless he thinks they deserve his teeth in another way and bites them but for legal purposes that's a joke and it's time he's repaid for it all. Music was my thing I did mainly just for myself but with his help, look at all I've stepped out of the underground and my bedroom studio and accomplished these past few months, so much of it being owed to him. He would fight exhaustion to go over a choreo with me another ten times, pinch himself awake to hear the SAME song with one line changed in tone if it meant he felt like he was helping me. I would not be up here...hell, I might not even be here at all anymore if it wasn't for that bouncing stick of damn dynamite." Eyes burning, Jae wish he had actually prepared something instead of just talking off the top of his head. "I'm going to be right there backstage so you all better give him triple the amount of love you've shown everyone tonight combined because I'll be taking names and kicking ass." A joke, even if he was mostly serious, helped a little but not enough. "He doesn't know but with the help of Taejoon, we've made a video of clips of what went into preparing for tonight as well as the lyrics to play on some of the screens to help you follow along with the lyrics of the song he inspired and will be performing for you so please, do that for him. Make him feel all the love in the world and make his first Pride and his first solo spotlight as special as he is to me — please."
By now, Kian would be on the lift adjacent to the one Jae was standing on to be lowered when his speech was done. He'd made sure to have the sound guys make it impossible for Kian to hear until Jae's signal, running fake sound checks in his ear piece as if it were normal procedure. Signaling, Jae's voice cracked hard and shook throughout as in front of the entire crowd he was now speaking to just one person. "I'm so proud of you, Kiki. Now in this moment and into every life. You make me push myself to do better, be better. Smile more and laugh louder. I know you're nervous, I know how it feels but you've got this. You can do anything, you're as close to superhuman as they come, hyung. Saranghae. Now kill it." Voice changing with the last three words, Jae took a breath and gathered everything he felt to deliver his deepest and loudest hype up yell he'd ever let out on stage yet. "PRIDE MAKE SOME NOOOOISSEEEEEE" Feeling the lift start lowering, his upcoming last yell probably could have resonated without his mic. "FUZE!" Dropping out of sight, Jae crouched down as one hand turned off his mic pack, his gaze blurry from the tears now falling freely as he looked towards the other lift. "I'm right here!" Voice raspy, he yelled over his promise to Kian. "I'm right here forever." Kian was already starting to be rised, the screams and yells booming loudly beneath the stage as Jae slid off his lift sooner than the safety team would have liked to get himself closer to his best friend. Reaching, he grabbed a hand and squeezed. "You've got this." Letting go, he let Kian disappear from view followed by Jae's own voice joining in the chanting.
𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆
𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒔𝒂𝒘
keeping with tradition, jae closes out his performance with cheesecake in another new finale outfit ( this one designed alongside vanessa ) but he shook it up a bit this time with a new entrance.
spirits, the dark arts, darkness, riches, hidden treasures within the earth and the underworld.
JAE STYLED BY @VANESSAXYVONNE FOR THE PRIDE FASHION SHOW.
PLUTO; " the giver of wealth "
Lord of abundance or riches.
expresses the aspect of the underworld god that was positive, symbolized in art by the "horn of plenty" (cornucopia), by means of which Plouton is distinguished from the gloomier Hades.
• designed and styled by vanessa maldette of queen v.
lore no one asked for ( ft. @vanessaxyvonne ):
there was nothing wrong with being peter — except zasha was peter every time. "can't i be a fairy too just this once? someone else can be peter or maybe, peter's gone away!" the small voice attached to the even smaller frame trying to do it's very best to appear confident and large, peeped up hesitantly. "only girls get to be fairies." the circle of friends, a term used lightly, never even bothered to come up with another excuse. "besides, you like being peter!" they did like being peter, who wouldn't? but there wasn't even a tinkerbell this time! they weren't even playing peter pan! they didn't need a peter or a hook. any of the lost boys or wendy's brothers. they just were all being fairies! but woojoo was still being told no, they couldn't be a fairy. "i am a girl." a tone full of defiance and self-protection shot out angrily as a foot stamped hard against the ground. "nuh-uh, that's not what ___ said." the blank was filled in various ways depending on the speaker. it wasn't what woojoo themselves had said, or one of the friend's parents, or it wasn't what woojoo's uncle had said. the man had tried his best to have a sit-down with the parents and explain how woojoo felt to them but in close minded russia, it had only made matters worse. in fact, a chunk of the kids were still allowed around woojoo only because of threats made by her kremlin working uncle when parents started saying woojoo was a bad influence, something was wrong with that girl. she was going to confuse their babies. she wasn't normal or safe to be around. every feminine pronoun had been said with a sneer on their face as they looked at the nine year old wiltering in the seat besides their uncle, all of them failing to realize it was the nasty hatefulness in their words and not the pronouns causing the reaction. woojoo was more than fine with feminine pronouns, that had already been covered. woojoo just wasn't fine with being treated like they weren't a girl. the way they felt was confusing enough to themselves as they navigated it, they didn't need to be told they were invalid or wrong on top of it all. "boys can be fairies too." the one friend who did on occasion try to be on woojoo's side in things spoke up with well meaning in their heart but woojoo's shoulders fell lower. "but i'm not a boy." their low voice was lost among all the others arguing that boy fairies weren't as special as girl fairies but woojoo still shot the girl a half hearted smile, knowing she had been trying to help. it was never any different, the only thing that varied would be the loudness of the denials. unless on their own or with the few friends who didn't care unless with the bossier friends, woojoo was never a fairy. never a princess. it would only get marginally better (but also exceptionally worse) as they all aged up in school and started thinking for themselves instead of parents in their ears. some of the little girls became friends woojoo still keeps in touch with despite moving to the states at sixteen and others made their life hell but woojoo had at least gained the confidence and strength needed to know their truth. and to know that anyone, regardless of anything, could be a pretty fairy.
there were tears on the roundness of woojoo's cheekbones as they zoned back into the present, standing in front of the mirrors as the dress was adjusted here and there. tears that also seemed to be shimmering in vanessa's eyes after the explanation of why woojoo had gotten misty eyed to begin with as soon as they had seen the dress corseted into place. "sorry, got lost back there for a minute." apologizing without need to, woojoo gave another little shimmy of their hips to watch the material flow and another giggle escaped and dissolved the inner awkwardness they had felt after spilling the tale.
the crown was birthed in vanessa's brain after the story and presented to woojoo as they got ready for the fashion show. tears again brimming, it couldn't be stopped as they enveloped vanessa in a hug with all their tiny but mighty glory. "you're magical, vanessa." stepping back, woojoo gave herself a look over before meeting vanessa's reflected gaze and beaming widely. "just like me."
SM PRIDE: FASHION SHOW: TAEJOON KIM & MAVERICK MAXWELL
“Sooooo what do you know about modeling?”
“Ah….nothing?” TJ frowns in thought at the sudden question.
“Zoolander.”
“Oh.” With Maverick’s pointed explaination, TJ looks at Nessa with a broad, promising smile. “The core basics.”
“Wonderful! You and Mav can use each other as mirrors to practice poses. Tomorrow, we practice walking.”
( runway music: 𝅘𝅥 ) ⇢ Taejoon & Maverick are showcasing for QUEEN V for charity. ♡
Maybe I can’t touch the sky. Still, I want to stretch my hand out. I want to run just a little more.
Abyss
I hold my breath as I walk into my sea. I face beautiful yet sadly dying me. Myself in the darkness. I want to find you and tell you. Today, I want to get to know you even more.
Three
Maybe I’ve done enough. Finally catching up. For the first time I see an image of brokenness utterly worthy of love.
Venus
I convinced myself that I would never find you when suddenly I saw you. At first I thought you were a constellation. I made a map of your starts then I had a revelation. You’re as beautiful as endless, you’re the the universe I’m helpless in.
Adoration for you
No matter how hard I try to push you out, even if I burn all my feelings. I can’t do it. I must be in love with you.
Moon
You are my earth and all I see is you. The only thing I do is to gaze at you like this. In the crescent moon night even if I close my eyes, you come to me blue. In the full moon night would it be okay if I open my eyes and contain you in them?
Starlight
Your fingertips, I wanna touch ‘em. Oh dear, how I fell in love so easily. Moments like this are unforgettable. My, oh my, oh my, you’re incredible. Life is not a movie but it’s fantasy, with you.
Love Me
You know how to love me better. It’s got me feeling another level. I can’t get you off of my mind, why do I keep wasting my time? Man, you make it easy for me so why can’t I make you love me?
Slow Dances
I write you love songs and glitter them with triggers in case you hear them. In a moment of curiosity or weakness you may let me effect you; intersect you. And I do, and I do, and I do, and I do. I still think about you.
Epiphany
I wanna love in this world. Shining me, precious soul of mine. I finally realized so I love me. Not so perfect but so beautiful. I’m the one I should love.