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&. 𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

(  a  mix  of  horror,  humor,  and  happy  hauntings!  )

❛ you say beetlejuice three times. and i’ll say candyman five times. then we get them to fight. ❜

❛ that’s your face? oh, i thought it was a mask. ❜

❛ if you ever get scared, you can hold my hand. ❜

❛ how late do you think the blood bank stays open? ❜

❛ what slasher do you think you could take? in a fight, i mean. ❜

❛ and the walls will ooze green slime?! wait, they always do that. ❜

❛ holy shit, you should have seen the look on your face! ❜

❛ these pumpkins may be tiny, but they give so much serotonin. ❜

❛ on halloween we dress as skeletons. but in reality, skeletons dress as us. ❜

❛ do you believe in ghosts? ❜

❛ i think we’re being followed. ❜

❛ well, one of us is going to have to change. ❜

❛ don’t tell me you’re afraid of the dark. ❜

❛ we’re not alone. ❜

❛ i see dead people. ❜

❛ scream for me, my little banshee. ❜

❛ i said, look behind you. ❜

❛ do you think ghosts ask if they believe in humans? ❜

❛ i heard the houses here give out huge candy bars. ❜

❛ it’s like we’re too old to trick or treat and too young to die. ❜

❛ hey you need a… hand? ❜

❛ halloween is the perfect day to hide a body in plain sight. ❜

❛ it’s just a mask, don’t worry! ❜

❛ have you picked out a costume yet? ❜

❛ i can read your fortune. it says you’re a nerd. ❜

❛ get in loser, we’re going to spirit halloween. ❜

❛ did that ghost just spell ‘get out’ wrong? ❜

❛ if you can’t summon the flames directly from hell, store bought is fine. ❜

❛ if a zombie apocalypse started on halloween, it would take a while to realize. ❜

❛ you frightened me. do it again. ❜

❛ wanna see something scary? ❜

❛ i came here expecting a trick, but you’re a real treat. ❜

❛ i don’t think we should be here. ❜

❛ maybe i’ll summon a demon so i can hang out with someone. ❜

❛ what i want to be for halloween is loved. ❜

❛ what’s your favorite scary movie? ❜

❛ i’ve seen enough horror movies to know where this is going. ❜

❛ some people have swimming pools, other people have private cemeteries. ❜

❛ they really need to add bloopers at the end of horror movies. ❜

❛ you alright? you look like you’ve seen a ghost. ❜

❛ that’s fake blood, right? ❜

❛ i could have sworn we were just here. ❜

❛ do not say we should split up. ❜

❛ did the eyes in that painting just move? ❜

❛ i think it’s found us. ❜

❛ scared? i’m not scared. ❜

❛ you can’t help the dead. they’re beyond help. ❜

❛ whatever you do, don’t look behind you. ❜

❛ i think i’m getting pretty good at this pumpkin carving business. ❜

❛ the scariest thing about halloween is that rent is due the next day. ❜

❛ …and they were never heard from again. ❜

❛ i know this isn’t your area of expertise, but is this guy dead? ❜

❛ why does that grave have your name on it? ❜

❛ i could really go for a hot chocolate right now. ❜

[syfmingxia]

undercover lover

To say Mingxia was a fan of StarbrighT’s Mijung was a gross understatement. As the main fan club founder, she had cancelled her own schedule multiple times to attend any concerts and fan meetings to which she could get tickets. Today was no different, except it was suddenly announced right before the fan meeting could start that Mijung wouldn’t in fact be there. The management didn’t clarify, but as this was not exactly the first time it wasn’t needed. Mingxia who was already at the venue, having been let in early due to knowing the staff and being a fellow idol, was pissed.

Typing furiously on her phone to share her frustration with the staff chat for one of the fansites she managed, she cut a quite an imposing figure in an all black outfit with sunglasses, a face mask, and a wide-brimmed hat. The people setting up the event was giving her a wide margin, especially those that knew it was her and not some random connected fan. Send off a scathing three paragraph rant cursing CYJ Entertainment for being fuck incompetent, she quickly switched to private messages to send the same rant in Chinese to Sunan.

@syfchaerin

[syfchaerin]

chaerin does her best to keep her features trained in a relaxed smile, trying to do something—anything—to ease the growing tension. even with her back to the other idol, chaerin can feel the anger rolling off her in waves.

she's seen hao mingxia around before. of course she knows so.ar (how could she not?), and it had been exciting to know a sunbae was so interested in her group—at first. the excitement sort of soured when chaerin figured out that mingxia actually only cared for mijung, and wouldn’t mind if the other members didn’t exist. it sucked, but it wouldn't really be a problem if mingxia wasn't this hostile when she didn't get her way.

she chances a look over her shoulder, seeing the other woman furiously typing away on her phone, her frustration so palpable it was nearly visible. oh, why did mijung have to cancel last minute?

chaerin takes a deep breath to steel her nerves. she's good at easing tension in these situations, she is, but hao mingxia strikes an anxious chord in her that she can't shake off. but chaerin tries her best, being the only one with even an ounce of bravery to diffuse the situation.

carefully, so very careful, she approaches mingxia, saying, "ah… sunbaenim, i'm so sorry mijung isn't here to see you. i'm sure she'll be very upset to know she missed you."

[syfchaerin]

syfsunan​:

Sunan thought about it for a moment. He had never had a breakup, as that would have involved an actual relationship and not just him telling people to get away from him. But, he had certainly felt his share of pain and suffering across his life. He could do this. 

He knew the reason he got this job was because of HELLI0N and their reputation for being self-produced. Sunan, by himself, did not exactly have much of a reputation. This was a chance to prove himself to the company that just maybe, he should actually be allowed to write the lyrics for something in a future comeback. Sunan didn’t mind being a liar, but he sure as hell resented being told he could not do something. 

Sunan tapped his pen repeatedly contemplating this. It would be so much easier to do this by himself, but at least he no longer felt the need to go Old Testament on anyone anymore.

“Fine, we can do a break up song,” he said. Sunan supposed there would be time later to expand. “But not a cliché one even if it does have to be slow.” 

Chaerin smiles at that. "Maybe it won't have to be," she says. At least he'd agreed with her on something. "Breakup songs can be fun—even when they're slow." Most of her published discography is love songs, but some of Chaerin's favorite songs she's written are breakup songs. Writing love songs is fun, but breakup songs feel liberating—like letting go of a weight she didn't know she was holding.

Who knows, maybe it'll help Sunan chill out about the whole process. God knows they need anything they can get to help them get along better to finish this project.

"We've got a lot of room to do different styles," she continues. "It doesn't have to be sad. I don't know if an angry breakup song would suit the artist, but we could go with something with a more vindictive tone. Or something more self-reflective. Depends on the story we want to tell."

She flips her hair over her shoulder as she pens a few notes onto the pad of paper in front of her. She's kind of excited now to see what they end up with. "Well? Where do you want to get started?"

[syfchaerin]

syfilhoon​:

this snack commercial was a nice break from his busy schedule acting in other shows and his comebacks. there were many people spread around the set, it felt like it was much more calm and he really liked that. it wasn’t that he was necessarily awkward, but ever since his fainting spell he had basically kept to himself. part of it felt like others would just fill sorry for him, or constantly ask if he was alright or if he was working too much. he was a grown adult. if he wanted to jeopardize his health and have angels yell at him, it was his own choice.

he was lost in thought when chaerin came up to him and greeted him. ilhoon smiled and gently bowed back. “oh, hello chaerin. i don’t usually see you around in commercials. is this your first one?” he asked softly bringing his water up to his lips and taking a sip from his drink. “i’ll take care of you here. ” and he meant it. he would watch out for her and make sure that she wasn’t just in the background. he wasn’t someone who demanded all the lines nor the screentime. he was actually quite excited to see a new face around.

Chaerin offers a beaming smile, relieved at his friendly response. “Thank you, Ilhoon-sunbae. It is my first commercial, so I’m happy to see a familiar face.” It’s nice to feel welcomed by another actor. With how long ago she’d last done any acting, so she wasn’t sure how her appearance here would be perceived. Perhaps she was just overthinking, though. Did anyone even remember she’d ever acted? She might as well be completely new to the scene. Or at least, she hoped no one remembered. She wished people would stop talking about that time in her life.

She pushes aside that train of thought. Ilhoon didn’t need to witness her moments of self-doubt. Besides, now would be a good time to get some advice from a trusted sunbae. Ilhoon was known for his acting, and if Chaerin was going to do more of this in the future she should do her best to learn from him as much as she can. StarbrighT depended on her individual success as much as it depended on her work with the other group members, and she had to work her way up to make her fans proud.

So she lets her smile soften, trying not to let any of her worries show. “So do you have any tips? I’m a bit nervous to be honest. I’m trying to think of it like scripted interviews, but I’m still worried about making mistakes.”

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[syfchaerin]

@syfilhoon​

Chaerin had been skeptical about going back into acting. Even if it was just for a snack commercial, it felt strange after so long. Acting reminded her of a different time in her life, when things seemed simpler and she didn’t have so many worries and insecurities. But her managers argued it would be good for her, a good way for her to stand out even amongst the other StarbrighT members, and she found she didn’t have any good reasons to say no.

Now she’s here on set, nervously greeting the staff members as she’s led back to where the other actors are waiting. Her manager leaves as soon as she’s settled, mumbling something about coffee as he turns away. Chaerin decides the best thing she can do now is get to know the other actors.

She’s surprised to find a familiar face amongst the few people gathered in the small area. It’s RaSe’s Choi Ilhoon, standing only a few feet away. He doesn’t seem to have noticed her yet—Chaerin doubts he knows who she is, but when has that ever stopped her? If she’s going to get back into acting, she might as well make new friends.

She steps over to Ilhoon’s side, smiling as she greets him, “Hello, Sunbae. I’m excited to work with you!”

[syfchaerin]

syfjade​:

@syfchaerin​

Despite being in one of the hottest rookie groups of the last few years, it wasn’t unusual for StarbrighT members to go weeks without seeing each other. Mijung didn’t particularly mind. She was used to being alone. So, she as more surprised than anything else when one of her managers mentioned that she’d be working with Chaerin in the recording studio. Generally, Mijung’s busy schedule meant she recorded her lines alone. This felt more as though the studio had been double booked and they were rolling with it than a deliberate team-building plan.

Mijung glanced nervously around the room. “Ah, should you go first, shouldn’t you? You’re the main vocal, after all…”

Chaerin smiles when she sees Mijung. It had been a while since they last talked, likely an unheard of amount of time compared to other groups—though honestly not the longest the StarbrighT members have gone without seeing each other. She hadn't known they would run into each other today until her manager informed her while on the way to the studio. She wasn't quite sure how to react. It wasn't that her and Mijung didn't get along—it just felt strange to be sharing the booth with someone again.

They've barely exchanged greetings—just quick flashes of awkward smiles—before Mijung offers Chaerin the chance to record first. She almost takes Mijung up on it. It's already been a long week and she would love to get done quickly and go home. But Mijung probably has the same plans, or maybe even has more things to do after this. Mijung is always busy, after all.

"Ah, should I? But I'll probably take longer, and you're busy after this, right? You go ahead."

[syfsunan]

an unlikely pair

@syfchaerin

Sunan respected Chaerin’s body of work. Really, there were other, much worse writers that Sunan could be stuck working with. On certain days, he even considered the two of them friends. However, at the moment, he was getting close to flipping a table Jesus-style, then storming out. 

He tried to do everything he could to calm himself down. Thought of his mother. Thought of said god he no longer believed in. Pictured a cupcake. Thought of his mom again. Wondered how the damages would cost if he did launch the table. 

“Today’s not the day to end up on the news,” they mumbled to themself. “You have a comeback in a few months.”

This was a good opportunity. A good start in his lyric writing journey and definitely a nice break from acting. A chance to prove himself.  If only the both of them could agree on the concept for this damn song. Sunan took a deep breath and put on their best ‘Isaiah face’. He just needed to pretend he was in front of a camera. 

“Fine, then what is your idea for this song?” 

If she said a love song, they really would flip the table.

[syfchaerin]

Chaerin twirls her pen between her fingers, smiling lightly despite the annoyance she feels. She wants Sunan to take this seriously, but he refuses to listen.

The two of them had been specifically hired to write this song together, an interesting collaboration pulled together by the singer's company. She doesn't know why Sunan was picked. As far as Chaerin knew, Sunan hadn't even expressed interest in songwriting. His inexperience for writing for other artists is clearly showing, though.

"We have to write something to fit the artist's concept," she says. "Since we were hired to write for them, we should create something with them in mind."

She'd written a few notes beforehand, some ideas she'd pulled together after doing some research on the singer. In all honesty, there wasn't much to go on lyrically. Their concept was mainly based in their genre and styling, but their song lyrics contained a much larger range of topics. There was one similarity, though: They were all love songs.

Yeah, she doubted Sunan would go for that.

"Well," she starts thoughtfully. "What if we wrote a breakup song?"

[ahjussistuff]

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[syfchaerin]

supernatural afterparty

for @syfxjia​

(tw alcohol)

Chaerin takes a deep breath as her car stops in front of the venue, letting a smile settle on her expression. Though she's tired from the charity concert StarbrighT performed at earlier, she always looks forward to the afterparties. The chance to socialize with other idols is a treasure she covets, and she won't let a little fatigue get in her way.

She pushes open the wide double doors and steps inside, greeted to a large gathering of the other idols from the concert, as well as models, actors, and other celebrities. Having only debuted a year ago, Chaerin hasn't personally met many of the celebrities present, but she recognizes quite a few of them. Most people are already clumped together in groups, drinking and socializing, and Chaerin can't wait to join in.

She makes her way to the table delicately stacked high with a tower of champagne glasses, taking one for herself and sipping at it before making her way around the large ballroom. She mingles with a few celebrities, greeting people she knows and introducing herself to people she's never met. Most people receive her with wide smiles and friendly words, but some hear her name and their expressions twist into a look as they recognize her name, and though Chaerin should be used to it, it still stings enough that she slips back to the edge of the crowd for a moment to collect herself.

There's a table full of wine glasses on this side of the room, and Chaerin takes one after finishing her champagne. She sips on it as she observes the crowd, and her eyes are eventually drawn to a figure hanging back against the far wall. Chaerin can't help but stare, squinting as she tries to place the familiar woman. Is she from one of the girl groups Chaerin had met backstage earlier?

Then it hits her all at once. Jia Acosta, FL0R H4NA's main rapper. Chaerin's eyes widen—no way.

Chaerin had been a fan of FL0R H4NA since their debut. Their unique, powerful concept had inspired her through the roughest times in her life, and Chaerin had always dreamed of performing with them in some capacity. It seemed unreal to see one of the members standing just across the room from her—and for it to be Jia Acosta, no less. Chaerin had always held special respect for Jia, and now she feels more than a little starstruck.

Her legs are moving before her mind realizes, and soon she's crossing the room and walking up to the other idol's side. She stops just in front of her, giving the unsuspecting woman her brightest, beaming smile.

"Hi, Sunbaenim! I'm Park Chaerin—I'm a huge fan!"

[sparkyourfirerp]

Spark your fire and get ready to burn, Park Chaerin. You are the Main Vocalist of StarbrighT. At 22, you are known as empowered and a peacemaker in your group.

You’ve made quite a name for yourself with lyric writing and hosting your own radio show. Good luck with your solo work and managing group activities.

Everyone is watching. Can you hear the applause?

[estheticsly]

so pretty