Hello everyone, today is the beginning of this little activity called Our Pixel World. It's a hashtag where Plli can share anything they want related to Plave.
Posts talking about our journey as a plli, posting fanart, fanfiction, edits, videos, gifs, covers, any kind of art, or feelings you want to share! With this, we want Plli to interact more with each other and create a better environment for us here on tumblr.
Our hashtags are #our_pixel_world and #virtual_plli
As an important part of this activity, we want to share this tag with you. It starts on October 20th and finishes on November 2nd, we invite you to participate with us!!
Thanks for reading. Hope you participate. If you are interested, feel free to post 💖.
The air was becoming cooler now. Summer was ending and Fall was coming. You tugged at your scarf and admired the scenery around you. It was the afternoon, but the sky was bright with the color blue. There were a couple of clouds in the distance, but the sky was clear. It was spectacular. Paired with the busy city life, you couldn’t help but feel a sense of inner peace. You didn’t mean to feel existential, but sometimes you need to stop to smell the flowers.
‘I bet Yejun would love to enjoy a day like this.’
Your phone buzzes in your pocket and you stop to take it out, surprised to see a message from said man. He was currently out of the country, travelling with his friends, and he would send you updates of the places he was at. This time, he was staying in a hotel that overlooked the city life. It was the evening for him, the city lights shining in the night. Your phone vibrates again.
‘It’s been raining here for days.’
An animated bunny emoji pops up–it’s crying with little teardrops running down its chubby cheeks. You laugh at it as he sends another message
‘Can you send me a picture of the blue sky?’
‘I need dopamine T_T’
Looking up, you scan the area to find a good scene for your picture. There was a little garden ahead of you with a clear view of where the sky meets the river. You hurried over and snapped a picture, quickly sending it.
‘How’s that?’
‘Did your happiness meter go up?’
“It did.”
You jump, your voice mute as you turn to see Yejun standing behind you. He laughed at your reaction and walked over to console you. Your mouth flapped as you tried to find the words, but nothing came out.
“Sorry, Sorry,” He chuckled, rubbing your arms. “I wanted to surprise you! Did it work?”
Finally your voice came back. “Wh-Of course it did! Oh my gosh!”
You grabbed him into a hug, feeling your face flush against his jacket. Even though he had surprised you, you felt your own dopamine go up.
So, as my first post for this dynamic, I want to share some feelings. I think I exposed myself as a sensible crybaby, who's all about feelings sometimes before. But honestly, I don't mind. That's how it is.
A while back I saw an image talking about how lucky we are to exist at the same time as Plave, and I think we are.
I know bc I'm here, and in another apps lol, reading post related to plave, about the music, the fandom, and the people behind the word plli, that there's a lot of struggles, sadness, loneliness, tiredness, a feeling of void, and a lot of stuff that maybe some of us will not share. And that this (being Plli) is a fraction of our life, for some a big part, for some a little.
And that can be an escape, a hobby, a really meaningful time, and an interaction with something so important that at this point, Plave is not just a simple group. Plave is feeling safe, warm, and comfortable. Understanding that the person you find super talented and cool is sometimes as weird and dumb as you, that hopes for the same as you, that in a strange way says that he loves you without knowing you, as you do with him (yk what I mean), because you support each other.
Sometimes, you may feel lost and lonely, wondering a lot, feeling misunderstood, and like no one acknowledged you. But there's always someone willing to listen, it's interesting how they even learn that themselves in this process with a part of the fandom. Maybe I found them by mistake, or coincidence idk, but now, and I can say, as a personal experience, that their music, their kindness, funny personality and way of inspiring others, has motivated me in so many ways, and even if it sounds exaggerated, to keep going in hard moments, they're a way I found happiness and solace in life.
If I'm honest with you, for me, Plave is like the best example of an Idol, someone to look up to, for me, they show me to never give up, the importance of working hard, real improvement, a sense of responsibility because you love what you do, to be a loving person, grateful and a good friend.
You and I, as they did, can try and try again. The important thing is not to push ourselves, to respect our boundaries, to know when help is needed. Don't be afraid to ask for someone you trust to listen, to go for professional help, and to keep relying on plave.
As a plli, and as a person, I want you to know that you deserve a life that is worth living, maybe it means more effort, and a long way of changes and struggles until you actually can feel satisfied, but I really wish for all of us a peaceful life, enjoying what we like, and to have moments of happiness. Sharing Plave's music and the success and good things that are coming for them!
Day 8: What's the lassgo Plave that you like the most?
Favorite lassgo Plave
Mine is Ep. 12 Sunghwi Yego Band Club 🎧🎸 What Happened in the Practice Room 👻🏫 Special Feature #1
I love spooky and horror theme stuff, in this case the only scared people is the hyung line, and I live for that, so I give to you a not so short compilation of my beloved cowards screaming in fear.
If I had to choose another lassgo plave, I would pick the EP.03 | Preferential content for birthdays 🎂 Do Eun-ho 2024 ❤🔥 #1. Because I love the super ugly draw made by yejun, it's so bad that I kinda find it charming, I laugh so hard every time I see that thing, that it's a really nice experience. I love it.
You rummage through another rack, checking the quality of the pieces that hang in front of you. After debating on the color, you pull the hanger off and walk back to the fitting room. You could hear shuffling from behind the curtain and you knocked softly on the door.
“Noah, I’m back.”
The door opens and you’re met with a glare and a frown. “Did you bring back more clothes for me to try on?” His eyes dart down to your arm and his eyes soften slightly. “Oh thank god. Are we almost done?”
“Yeah, sorry for taking so long.” You handed him the last two articles of clothing. “I just wanted to get the outfit right.”
He takes them from you and rolls his eyes, giving you a cheeky smile before closing the door. “It’s just a dinner party with the others. I don’t see why I have to dress up.”
“And this is why I can’t leave you alone.” You playfully huffed, taking a seat across from his door. “If you had it your way, you would have gone in slacks and maybe a sweater.”
“I would not! How would you know?”
Bingo. You smiled at the retort. Only Noah would try to weasel his way out with sharp words. The door clicks open and you look up. You heard your breath hitch and you did your best not to google at the sight. The purple outfit you orchestrated together worked out way better than you thought. Noah wears the jacket as a style statement, showing off his slender figure from underneath, accenting the white button-down and the high-waist slacks.
You could feel your mouth gape open and you quickly recovered, hoping that your cheeks weren’t flushed pink. “You didn’t button your shirt all the way.”
“It would be too stuffy,” He smirked, opening his arms and you thought he looked graceful–until he began to pose in the outfit. The collar was undone, the tie hanging around his neck loose and untied. “It’s better to expose the chest this way.”
You scoff at the statement and watch as he relaxes before flourishing his arms up to fix his hair. You reach up to stop him. “No, wait, you should wear your hair down with the outfit.”
You style his hair back, fixing the loose strands of hair back in place. The space between you two was close–too close. You held your breath as a few strands of his hair tickled your nose. The heat in your cheeks was becoming hotter the longer you stayed close to him. You finish and step back to admire him once more, nodding at your craftsmanship.
“You look good.” You cough, trying to mask the shakiness in your voice. “Come on, let’s go checkout and then–”
“Oh no, not yet.” Noah grabs your shoulders and steers you into the dressing room. “We have to pick out your outfit next! I can’t outshine my partner!”
“Huh?!” You watch as Noah closes the door playfully before sinking to your knees. What did he mean by that? Did he…? Are you…? You pressed the back of your hands to your cheeks, hoping that Noah would take a while before coming back.
Something plave has helped you with or you're thankful for (Long post lol)
For me, being a plli has been a big and important part of a life changing process. Plave has been a great inspiration for me since a long time ago, I've always been a shy person, never sharing about what I enjoy or what I'm a fan of, even when in my high school and college years I had such lovely friends with similar tastes, I never said anything, even less online; or tried to be an active member of a fandom.
I think I said it on day 1, but to me, connecting with a group to the point to want to be part of the fandom is hard. And for me who was struggling a lot, Plave became literally my first reason to laugh in a while, and were so talented, in every way an idol need to be; they even produced their music, and it was so fucking good. Idk, I felt like I wanted to be like that, not with music ofc, but with my own stuff. And I kept learning about them, their dynamics, friendship, handwork, dreams of achive something more with their music.
I have to admit that I have a bad time more often than I have a good time emotionally and physically. But music is always like a way of overcoming those relapses, and after Plave, there was streams, funny edits, compilations, nice people everywhere online. And that didn't change my reality, but help me a lot in so many ways, to find enjoyment in different experiences, to wanna do little things differently, stop overthinking and not focusing on the bad too much.
Ofc what made me feel happier was watching plave (it still) hahaha, they were so unique and genuine, random and special, but in the most conventional way, they felt vulnerable, honest, dumb, cringy, they had mistakes (a lot) and were so unserious at times, but they could be so professional, hardworking, and didn't give up, they achieved their goals, were kind, cute, and interesting.
To me, they're that example of what I want to be. Not extremely afraid of vulnerability, how to be yourself and enjoy it, face the of imperfection and mistakes. They show you have to improve yourself, keep working hard, and don't give up. I know not because you do that, everything is gonna work out, but that's gonna help for when the time comes, when you do have a good oportunity, you're gonna be ready, that's what I hope.
I think that all the love and affection I have for plave helped me to have a reason or to get the motivation to wanna make a bigger effort to don't give up, and try different things, improve on some stuff that I was sure I was really bad at, or try some I thought I would never be able to do. And maybe right now I dedicate too much time to them, but I'm really happy. I'm decided to improve my health even more and keep progressing, I've grown a lot, and I've been lying if I didn't say they were there during all this time.
So, I'm thankful because they are a source of happiness and relaxation. To me, they are always something fun and a safe place. I have used them sometimes as an excuse to overcome my fears, with so many personal projects, with my social anxiety, even with some professional stuff, life is weird... And even when I didn't get good results most of the time, I felt happy because I tried. As I said, I grow hahaha. So it's not like they did DID something, but their mere existence was enough to motivate me.
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Ah, finally the last day of Our Pixel World, I overworked myself to finish this, some days I didn't like what I posted because time eat me up, a few times I ended past 3am the post for the next day and it was all rushed. I just skipped day 11, even though I finished it on time lol, the cringe won. But I'm proud of being involved in the process of proposing it, and made it happen, if it was a fail or not, that's another thing haha, but I would never do something like this months ago, I think with only thinking about it, I would die of anxiety or something, so I'm happy and excited of my progress with therapy and shit, that allowed me to be able of doing this 👊🏽🙂↕️
The assignment I was working on stared down at me, my monitor raised to the highest level. I had changed my computer setup in hopes of focusing more on my posture and assignment, but nothing was working between researching and typing out the essay. I minimized my window to open another, separate from my ‘professional’ look. I can’t have my fun mixed in with play.
I opened my drive, scanning the documents to see the current fanfiction chapters I was working on. I was finally having fun with my writing and I wanted to plan it all out carefully. After skimming the last two chapters I wrote, I didn’t have the heart to open the current one. Nothing was coming to me–just ideas that I had jotted down.
I pushed back from my desk, careful not to run over my cat who laid underneath my chair, and reached for my phone. I had stashed it away underneath my wooden monitor stand for “productivity purposes” and as I opened it, I was met with a flood of notifications. I knew that it wasn’t healthy to have all of them open, so I clicked on the app with the most–Tik Tok.
Instantly, my phone began to blare trending songs of that time and art trends that some of my favorite artists were doing. My phone vibrates and reminds me that I was sent videos from my friends and sister. I sifted through them, hoping to find something that activates my dopamine levels.
But nothing.
My best friend sends me a few genshin videos that peak my interest (I bookmark those for later), my sister sends me Barbie core videos (a reminder to have the millionth marathon), and my boyfriend sent me nothing but obscure chinese trends and animal edits (how he finds them I have no idea). I quickly tap the videos to show that I saw them and then swipe back to my ‘for you page’.
It felt like I doomscrolled for what seemed like hours, but in reality it was only 45 minutes. I scrolled long enough to the point where I needed to refresh my page to fix my algorithm. I tapped my back button and as the app refreshed, I was faced with two figures on screen.
I felt my mouth curve down. Aren’t these V-tubers? There was a sudden uptick in V-Tubers and I couldn’t help the urge to become one myself. But there was no reason to–I knew I wasn’t funny or eye-catching enough to become one. Also, creating and rigging a model was a lot of time and work. I was already taking voice acting classes alongside college; maybe one day I could do it.
I carefully analyzed the scene. They weren’t 2D, but instead fully made 3D models that moved around on screen. I watched carefully, my eyes catching the username and the caption. It was all in a foreign language and I remembered the characters were in Korean. My grandmother mistakenly bought a korean manhwa, thinking it was in full Japanese, and gifted it to me for Christmas. I had tried to decipher it but it became a lot as I couldn’t remember the letters.
I was becoming curious. The characters interacted with each other, joking and laughing as the taller one in a college sweater was teaching the other, who wore a button up, how to fight. After a moment, the man in the button up let out a sound. The taller man looked confused and I could only share the feeling. Did something happen? The clip comically cut to the man’s shoes.
The 3D models' feet were clipping out of his shoes.
“Oh?!” The same sound came out of my mouth.
It looked like the models still had buggy parts too. The man started to bend down, saying something in Korean that I couldn’t understand. But as he did, the clip showed that his legs were ripping through his pants.
“오! 잠가만!” He exclaimed.
The taller man couldn’t help but let out laughter, dutifully shielding his friend from the embarrassment. As he laughed, the poor soul behind him cried out helplessly.
“도와주세요!”
“도와주세요…” The other man laughed, before calling out a name. “D-doctor…”
I couldn’t help but feel shocked. I didn’t expect English to be used, but I wasn’t opposed. The clip ends with a splash art and the video playback to the beginning. I pause it, before playing it again. I don’t remember how many times I watched it, but by the time my alarm called for me to come back to my assignment, I was sucked in.
Assignment be damned, I need to find out who they are.
I did my best to reverse engineer my way around the app. I first checked the user's profile, finding more clips of the two men alongside three others. Luckily, they had the group's name listed in their biography: PLAVE.
Where did they stream? Youtube? Twitch? I found a link to their youtube and I swiveled back to my desk to open their channel. They were a k-pop boy group debuting soon. I didn’t know much about k-pop and I did my best to understand how a k-pop group worked. They had 32 videos of them: various covers from different songs, highlights from past livestreams, and five individual videos introducing the different members.
I watch all five in succession, thankful for the subtitles in English, and quickly learn all of their names. I watched a few highlight videos and then sifted through their shorts, where I watched them dance, sing, and a few funny clips from livestreams. My favorite ones so far were where the pink haired boy, Bamby, danced to a few trending songs and played a horror game with the blue-haired leader, Yejun.
I secretly wished that they would play more horror games, but it seemed like Yejun was too afraid to play at all. I skimmed the videos once more before seeing a premiere video on their home page. It was going to premiere in March. I clicked on the notification button and watched one more video before reluctantly dragging my sights on my class assignment once more.
