❝ once upon a midnight dreary, while i pondered, weak and weary, over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore ⸻
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⸻ while i nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, as of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. ⸻
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⸻ tis some visitor, i muttered, tapping at my chamber door — only this, and nothing more. ❞
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any app recommendations for the editing part of the profile? or maybe for the filter one
if you mean for graphics and psds, i use mainly photoshop for all that i make, but i heard people use photopea because it's just a dupe photoshop ( and it's free! ). but for actual profile layout, i turn towards kprofile and sites similar to that when it comes to making one for my ocs.
also for video edits, i use capcut because it's ( mainly ) free and it's available on both phones & laptops / pcs! i'm not sure what other people use, but i've gotten used to these so they're my main apps that i use!
if you want cute symbols, i use messletters and occasionally look up on tumblr in case the website doesn't have the ones i need!
warning(s) : fans thirsting, as usual. lmk if i missed anything else !
the video opens with hero sitting on a sleek black chair, the blue background glowing behind him. he’s dressed casually but fashionably: an oversized pink hoodie, ripped black jeans, and chunky sneakers. his hair is slightly tousled, and his playful smirk hints at the chaos that’s about to come. the camera cuts out, showing a clip of future tweets he will react to.
'i want hero to punch me in the face, but softly, so i can feel the touch of his hands while i die peacefully.'
“softly?!” he exclaims, flexing to the camera, “my hands are registered as weapons of mass destruction in five countries.” his playful tone adds a touch of humour to the reaction, entertaining the audience.
the camera cuts off again before he can say anything else.
'hero could run me over with a car, and i’d thank him while handing over my life savings... just saying!'
“run you over? with a car? me? do i give off those vibes?” his voice comes out genuinely surprised, and he tilts his head to the side. the flashcard he was given slips from his hand, and he flinches down to pick it up, “oh fu–”
another cut and it’s officially the start of the video.
“hi, i’m hero, and today i’m here with buzzfeed to read your thirst tweets,” he waves to the camera, “now i’ve been warned… and frankly, i’m scared out of my wits. let’s dive into this pool of thirst!” he picks up the first tweet from the pile, dramatically unfolding it like a top-secret government document.
“i actually like going on tiktok to look for my edits because i know there’s always going to be thirsty fans in the comments,” hero says, laughing as he explained, “i mean, i recently found one edit where the comments were just off the wall. first time i saw people as thirsty as that, and i’m baffled.”
the camera zooms on his face, “are you guys okay out there?”
it goes back to normal as he reads out the first tweet.
'i can’t tell if hero is a heavenly angel or a demonic chaos goblin, but either way, i’d let him destroy my life.'
hero immediately starts laughing, almost falling back in his chair. “ah, you got me! i’m actually both. a chaotic angel, if you will.” he smirks knowingly, adjusting his imaginary halo. “but don’t blame me when your life turns into a k-drama. i can’t control what happens next.” as he mimics holding a halo above his head, he suddenly lets it 'fall' to the ground.
“oops, there goes my angelic streak,” he says with a monotone voice.
he picks up the second card and giggles, “okay, this one is pretty mild, but it goes: ‘hero could say the most random word, and i’d melt into a puddle of goo. try it. say potato, i dare you.’” taking up the challenge, he smirks mischievously, leaning closer to the camera as it zooms on his face. the audio quiets down as he whispers 'potato' dramatically. immediately after, he bursts into laughter, shaking his head.
“y’all out here falling for that? do you want me to start a podcast where i just list vegetables and fruits? ‘cause i’ll do it.”
the following tweet comes immediately after, and hero grasps it with both hands.
'every time hero posts a new photo, my standards go higher, and my will to live plummets. is that what they call balance?'
he clutches the tweet like a love letter to his chest, looking mockingly emotional.
“wow,” he mutters, “the duality of this tweet is… raising your standards but losing your will to live? that’s so poetic. i might put this in my next album.” turning up the dramatics, he pretends to write in an imaginary notebook, mouthing the words 'balance, standard, plummets.'
he then fake-nods like a motivational speaker. “life is all about balance. raise your standards, but don’t forget to lower your expectations for me in real life. i’m a mess.” he says the last sentence as he throws the card behind him.
finally, the tweet from the start of the video shows up, and the sentence is shown again: 'hero could run me over with a car, and i’d thank him while handing over my life savings… just saying!'
hero stares at the card, blinking. the silence is loud at that moment. then he slowly lowers it, looking directly into the camera. “run you over? with a car? me? do i give off those vibes?” his voice comes out genuinely surprised, and he tilts his head to the side. the flashcard he was given slips from his hand, and he flinches down to pick it up, “oh fu–”. after the clip cuts off, he is returned to his seat, clutching his chest. “do i look like a dangerous person!?”
he pauses for a beat, then leans conspiratorially, “okay, maybe a little. but only if the car is a tesla– eco-friendly death only.”
'hero’s smile has the power to cure depression. i want it injected into my veins immediately.'
at the tweet, he grins wide, exaggerating the brightness of his smile. “you want this?” the smile stays on his face, yet his eyes widen a little, and if you look closely, it might remind you of the movie smile. “injected, really? that’s a lot of pressure!”
he suddenly puts on a serious, doctor-like expression (pushing his imaginary glasses and everything), pretending to write a prescription. “take one smile thrice daily, but beware of side effects. they may include thirst, obsession and uncontrollable laughter.”
'hero, please step on me. no explanation is needed. just do it, king.'
his eyes widen, and he physically recoils from the tweet, letting it fall on the floor. “step on you!? are you… okay?” his expression shows concern, but his eyes also have a teasing glint. “do you need water? a hug? therapy, maybe!?”
he lifts his foot slightly, showing off the chunky bottom and playfully pointing at it, “listen, i’ve got big feet, and the shoes are thick today. i’m doing this for your safety.” he nervously laughs. “also, this is why i don’t read my dms.”
'i could watch hero breathe for hours and still think it’s the most attractive thing i’ve ever seen. like he could inhale, and i’d disintegrate like thanos snapped his fingers.'
he does an exaggerated breathing demonstration, snapping his fingers as he says, “is it working for you? are you disintegrating, or do i need to do it again?” he rambles at this point, “goodbye, half of my fandom. it’s been real.” he laughs, shaking his head.
“maybe i should start a podcast for that too. call it ‘sleeping with hero’.” as soon as he said that, the realisation was shown on his face, “actually, no, i take it back! don’t you dare put this clip in the video!” he panics, grabbing his face, and the words ‘(we did.)’ show up in that second.
'hero is the human embodiment of i can fix him, but let’s be honest, i’m the one who needs fixing.' he immediately points at the camera, “you’re right, i am unfixable. but i’m available for emotional support… maybe. only if there’s food involved– not in that way, you perverts!” hero quickly blurts out as there’s laughing behind the camera.
'hero, i just know you smell good. like expensive cologne and heartbreak. drop the name of your scent, please!'
he leans back, flipping his short hair, “expensive cologne and heartbreak? i’ll take it. also, my scent is called ‘mind your business by hero.’” a laugh quickly comes out of him, and he has to take a natural breath to continue, “but for real, it’s probably just my laundry detergent. shout out to my washing machine,” he clicks his fingers and winks to the camera.
'if hero ever stood on my neck, i’d thank him for the honour and ask for an encore.'
he dramatically gasps, holding his neck as if he can physically feel it. “why are y’all so violent!?” standing up from his chair, his arms fly around as he gets deep into the tweet. “standing on your neck!? what did your neck ever do to you?”
he pauses and sits down, squinting at the camera, “also, what does an encore even look like in this situation? do i step off and then step back on? i need answers.” he’s far deep now.
'i don’t want hero to be my boyfriend. i want him to be my enemy so we can have dramatic tension and eventually fall in love in a slow-burn romance.'
hero places the card down slowly, giving the camera an impressed look. “i mean, i mentioned k-drama moments just now, but this takes the top.” he looks down at the tweet again, “whoever wrote this has been watching way too many shows. but honestly?” he leans towards the camera, “you’ve got me intrigued now. what’s the plot? where’s the script? i need a sixteen-episode outline on my desk by tomorrow.”
“and it better be good,” he playfully threatens.
'the way hero’s jawline could cut through steel… sir, are you aware you’re a weapon of mass destruction?'
he touches his jaw dramatically at the question, pretending to cut himself on its sharpness, “a weapon of mass destruction? so, just like my muscles?” he flexes again, but it’s not noticeable because of the hoodie.
“don’t worry,” he leans in, “i’m only dangerous if you’re… weak.” he bursts into laughter, waving his hands. “i can’t even say that with a straight face!”
'hero’s hands look like they belong on an album cover. can he just hold my entire existence instead?'
he holds up his hands, wiggling his fingers, “these hands? album-cover hands? i mean, thank you, but also, you really trust me with your existence?” he pauses, staring at his hands thoughtfully, “but i’ll consider it if i ever release a ‘holding your existence’ concept album.”
'if hero doesn’t personally ruin my life by 2025, i’ll file a complaint with the universe.'
he snorts, barely containing his laughter, “the universe has a complaints department? what’s the number? i need to call them about my life too.” he mocks a serious expression, “also, ruining lives is a big responsibility. can i start small, like misplacing your phone charger? or if you can come to my concert, the tickets for my world tour will go live soon, then i will ruin your life!” he shamelessly promotes, winking to the camera.
'i bet hero’s the type to steal your hoodie and look better than you ever could. and i’m okay with that.'
he laughs, nodding with the tweet as he pinches at the shoulder of his hoodie, “okay, first of all, facts. i will look better in it. second, don’t let me near your closet because i’m not just stealing hoodies– i’m taking the whole wardrobe.”
'hero’s thighs could crush watermelons, and honestly, i’m volunteering to be the watermelon!'
hero freezes, face in his hands, as he tries not to laugh. “y’all? a watermelon!? is this where we are now? i don’t even work out that much!” ‘(that’s a lie.)’ is shown on the screen as he stands up, pretending to flex his legs. “but thank you for the confidence boost. i’ll be thinking about this every leg day now.”
'hero could tell me my haircut looks like a mop, and i’d thank him for noticing.'
he reads the tweet twice, blinking in disbelief, “first of all, your haircut doesn’t look like a mop… probably. second, why are y’all thanking me for hypothetical insults? should i just start roasting everyone?” he pretends to scold the camera, “your socks don’t match. you look tired; you drink too much iced coffee.”
satisfied, he leans back in the chair, laughing, “okay, i’m done. you are wild.”
'i want hero to dropkick me into the sun, and i’ll thank him for the free vacation.'
“dropkick you into the sun? i mean, i appreciate the faith in me.” he pretends to stretch his legs, “also, free vacation? you’re not coming back from that, bestie. permanent vacation.”
'if hero sneezed in my direction, i’d frame the germs and hang them on my wall like art.'
at the tweet, he recoils back, holding up the card like it’s contaminated. “what… what is wrong with you!? germs!? framed!?” his eyes widened, and people behind the camera laughed at the horrified expression on his face. it takes him a minute to calm down, and he quickly blurts a joke, “going to name it ‘the microbial series’. limited edition, of course.”
he buries his face in his hands, dying of laughter, “i’m actually speechless.”
'i’d let hero kick me down the stairs if it meant he’d look at me once.'
he stands up dramatically again. “why am i always committing crimes in these tweets!? kicking you down the stairs? are you guys okay!?” he pretends to look guilty, kneeling, “i’m sorry for what i haven’t done. please, stay away from stairs if i’m around.”
'if hero ever did a shirtless photoshoot, i’d probably lose my job for looking at it during work hours, but it’d be worth it.'
as soon as he read the tweet, he pretended to lift his hoodie, showing off a glimpse of his slim stomach and waist, before stopping abruptly. “nope, not today!” he lets out a ‘tsk’, playfully shaking his head. “you’re keeping that job, okay? hustle first, thirst later.”
“also, who’s leaking these imaginary photoshoots? i need answers.” he says to the staff behind the camera.
'the way hero moves his hips during performances should be illegal in at least twelve countries.'
he spins in his chair as he hums, “twelve countries!? name them, i need to know where i’m banned– wait, but can that happen after my world tour? like, this is my first one, i need to make it count, if you know what i mean.” he trails off but quickly snaps back, “but hey, can’t say i didn’t warn you. blame the choreography, not me.”
'i want him to take that belt from bless my heart and choke me with it.'
“oh woah, woah woah! you’re stepping into some dangerous territory!” he yelps out, looking completely baffled at the tweet. “wait, who is this? can i say the username?” he asks the staff again, and with their confirmation, he reads it. “‘lesbian4hero’– now wait a minute… i remember this username!” he points to the camera like he’s phoenix from ace attorney, “yah! don’t think i forgot your little comment on tiktok, and yes, i do remember it.”
that was the last tweet because hero grabbed each flash card and threw them into the air before leaning into the camera with wide eyes and a big grin. “you know, i thought i was prepared for chaos, but y’all have proven me wrong on every level. thank you for breaking me and making me question all my life choices.”
he quickly mutters, “i don’t know if i should feel flattered or file a restraining order, but i love you anyway. keep being weird– i thrive on it. but drink water and behave, okay?”
he flashes one last cheeky grin, winks at the camera and leans back in his chair dramatically, “buzzfeed, thank you for making me read this madness, but get me out of here before i lose my own mind. bye, everyone!”
the outro quickly plays a montage of his reactions, and then the screen fades to black with the text: 'catch hero on his upcoming world tour– where no watermelons will be harmed!' the sound of hero still laughing can be heard despite the video almost ending, and fans are left desperately refreshing for the replay.
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warning(s) : fans thirsting, as usual. lmk if i missed anything else !
the video opens with hero sitting on a sleek black chair, the blue background glowing behind him. he’s dressed casually but fashionably: an oversized pink hoodie, ripped black jeans, and chunky sneakers. his hair is slightly tousled, and his playful smirk hints at the chaos that’s about to come. the camera cuts out, showing a clip of future tweets he will react to.
'i want hero to punch me in the face, but softly, so i can feel the touch of his hands while i die peacefully.'
“softly?!” he exclaims, flexing to the camera, “my hands are registered as weapons of mass destruction in five countries.” his playful tone adds a touch of humour to the reaction, entertaining the audience.
the camera cuts off again before he can say anything else.
'hero could run me over with a car, and i’d thank him while handing over my life savings... just saying!'
“run you over? with a car? me? do i give off those vibes?” his voice comes out genuinely surprised, and he tilts his head to the side. the flashcard he was given slips from his hand, and he flinches down to pick it up, “oh fu–”
another cut and it’s officially the start of the video.
“hi, i’m hero, and today i’m here with buzzfeed to read your thirst tweets,” he waves to the camera, “now i’ve been warned… and frankly, i’m scared out of my wits. let’s dive into this pool of thirst!” he picks up the first tweet from the pile, dramatically unfolding it like a top-secret government document.
“i actually like going on tiktok to look for my edits because i know there’s always going to be thirsty fans in the comments,” hero says, laughing as he explained, “i mean, i recently found one edit where the comments were just off the wall. first time i saw people as thirsty as that, and i’m baffled.”
the camera zooms on his face, “are you guys okay out there?”
it goes back to normal as he reads out the first tweet.
'i can’t tell if hero is a heavenly angel or a demonic chaos goblin, but either way, i’d let him destroy my life.'
hero immediately starts laughing, almost falling back in his chair. “ah, you got me! i’m actually both. a chaotic angel, if you will.” he smirks knowingly, adjusting his imaginary halo. “but don’t blame me when your life turns into a k-drama. i can’t control what happens next.” as he mimics holding a halo above his head, he suddenly lets it 'fall' to the ground.
“oops, there goes my angelic streak,” he says with a monotone voice.
he picks up the second card and giggles, “okay, this one is pretty mild, but it goes: ‘hero could say the most random word, and i’d melt into a puddle of goo. try it. say potato, i dare you.’” taking up the challenge, he smirks mischievously, leaning closer to the camera as it zooms on his face. the audio quiets down as he whispers 'potato' dramatically. immediately after, he bursts into laughter, shaking his head.
“y’all out here falling for that? do you want me to start a podcast where i just list vegetables and fruits? ‘cause i’ll do it.”
the following tweet comes immediately after, and hero grasps it with both hands.
'every time hero posts a new photo, my standards go higher, and my will to live plummets. is that what they call balance?'
he clutches the tweet like a love letter to his chest, looking mockingly emotional.
“wow,” he mutters, “the duality of this tweet is… raising your standards but losing your will to live? that’s so poetic. i might put this in my next album.” turning up the dramatics, he pretends to write in an imaginary notebook, mouthing the words 'balance, standard, plummets.'
he then fake-nods like a motivational speaker. “life is all about balance. raise your standards, but don’t forget to lower your expectations for me in real life. i’m a mess.” he says the last sentence as he throws the card behind him.
finally, the tweet from the start of the video shows up, and the sentence is shown again: 'hero could run me over with a car, and i’d thank him while handing over my life savings… just saying!'
hero stares at the card, blinking. the silence is loud at that moment. then he slowly lowers it, looking directly into the camera. “run you over? with a car? me? do i give off those vibes?” his voice comes out genuinely surprised, and he tilts his head to the side. the flashcard he was given slips from his hand, and he flinches down to pick it up, “oh fu–”. after the clip cuts off, he is returned to his seat, clutching his chest. “do i look like a dangerous person!?”
he pauses for a beat, then leans conspiratorially, “okay, maybe a little. but only if the car is a tesla– eco-friendly death only.”
'hero’s smile has the power to cure depression. i want it injected into my veins immediately.'
at the tweet, he grins wide, exaggerating the brightness of his smile. “you want this?” the smile stays on his face, yet his eyes widen a little, and if you look closely, it might remind you of the movie smile. “injected, really? that’s a lot of pressure!”
he suddenly puts on a serious, doctor-like expression (pushing his imaginary glasses and everything), pretending to write a prescription. “take one smile thrice daily, but beware of side effects. they may include thirst, obsession and uncontrollable laughter.”
'hero, please step on me. no explanation is needed. just do it, king.'
his eyes widen, and he physically recoils from the tweet, letting it fall on the floor. “step on you!? are you… okay?” his expression shows concern, but his eyes also have a teasing glint. “do you need water? a hug? therapy, maybe!?”
he lifts his foot slightly, showing off the chunky bottom and playfully pointing at it, “listen, i’ve got big feet, and the shoes are thick today. i’m doing this for your safety.” he nervously laughs. “also, this is why i don’t read my dms.”
'i could watch hero breathe for hours and still think it’s the most attractive thing i’ve ever seen. like he could inhale, and i’d disintegrate like thanos snapped his fingers.'
he does an exaggerated breathing demonstration, snapping his fingers as he says, “is it working for you? are you disintegrating, or do i need to do it again?” he rambles at this point, “goodbye, half of my fandom. it’s been real.” he laughs, shaking his head.
“maybe i should start a podcast for that too. call it ‘sleeping with hero’.” as soon as he said that, the realisation was shown on his face, “actually, no, i take it back! don’t you dare put this clip in the video!” he panics, grabbing his face, and the words ‘(we did.)’ show up in that second.
'hero is the human embodiment of i can fix him, but let’s be honest, i’m the one who needs fixing.' he immediately points at the camera, “you’re right, i am unfixable. but i’m available for emotional support… maybe. only if there’s food involved– not in that way, you perverts!” hero quickly blurts out as there’s laughing behind the camera.
'hero, i just know you smell good. like expensive cologne and heartbreak. drop the name of your scent, please!'
he leans back, flipping his short hair, “expensive cologne and heartbreak? i’ll take it. also, my scent is called ‘mind your business by hero.’” a laugh quickly comes out of him, and he has to take a natural breath to continue, “but for real, it’s probably just my laundry detergent. shout out to my washing machine,” he clicks his fingers and winks to the camera.
'if hero ever stood on my neck, i’d thank him for the honour and ask for an encore.'
he dramatically gasps, holding his neck as if he can physically feel it. “why are y’all so violent!?” standing up from his chair, his arms fly around as he gets deep into the tweet. “standing on your neck!? what did your neck ever do to you?”
he pauses and sits down, squinting at the camera, “also, what does an encore even look like in this situation? do i step off and then step back on? i need answers.” he’s far deep now.
'i don’t want hero to be my boyfriend. i want him to be my enemy so we can have dramatic tension and eventually fall in love in a slow-burn romance.'
hero places the card down slowly, giving the camera an impressed look. “i mean, i mentioned k-drama moments just now, but this takes the top.” he looks down at the tweet again, “whoever wrote this has been watching way too many shows. but honestly?” he leans towards the camera, “you’ve got me intrigued now. what’s the plot? where’s the script? i need a sixteen-episode outline on my desk by tomorrow.”
“and it better be good,” he playfully threatens.
'the way hero’s jawline could cut through steel… sir, are you aware you’re a weapon of mass destruction?'
he touches his jaw dramatically at the question, pretending to cut himself on its sharpness, “a weapon of mass destruction? so, just like my muscles?” he flexes again, but it’s not noticeable because of the hoodie.
“don’t worry,” he leans in, “i’m only dangerous if you’re… weak.” he bursts into laughter, waving his hands. “i can’t even say that with a straight face!”
'hero’s hands look like they belong on an album cover. can he just hold my entire existence instead?'
he holds up his hands, wiggling his fingers, “these hands? album-cover hands? i mean, thank you, but also, you really trust me with your existence?” he pauses, staring at his hands thoughtfully, “but i’ll consider it if i ever release a ‘holding your existence’ concept album.”
'if hero doesn’t personally ruin my life by 2025, i’ll file a complaint with the universe.'
he snorts, barely containing his laughter, “the universe has a complaints department? what’s the number? i need to call them about my life too.” he mocks a serious expression, “also, ruining lives is a big responsibility. can i start small, like misplacing your phone charger? or if you can come to my concert, the tickets for my world tour will go live soon, then i will ruin your life!” he shamelessly promotes, winking to the camera.
'i bet hero’s the type to steal your hoodie and look better than you ever could. and i’m okay with that.'
he laughs, nodding with the tweet as he pinches at the shoulder of his hoodie, “okay, first of all, facts. i will look better in it. second, don’t let me near your closet because i’m not just stealing hoodies– i’m taking the whole wardrobe.”
'hero’s thighs could crush watermelons, and honestly, i’m volunteering to be the watermelon!'
hero freezes, face in his hands, as he tries not to laugh. “y’all? a watermelon!? is this where we are now? i don’t even work out that much!” ‘(that’s a lie.)’ is shown on the screen as he stands up, pretending to flex his legs. “but thank you for the confidence boost. i’ll be thinking about this every leg day now.”
'hero could tell me my haircut looks like a mop, and i’d thank him for noticing.'
he reads the tweet twice, blinking in disbelief, “first of all, your haircut doesn’t look like a mop… probably. second, why are y’all thanking me for hypothetical insults? should i just start roasting everyone?” he pretends to scold the camera, “your socks don’t match. you look tired; you drink too much iced coffee.”
satisfied, he leans back in the chair, laughing, “okay, i’m done. you are wild.”
'i want hero to dropkick me into the sun, and i’ll thank him for the free vacation.'
“dropkick you into the sun? i mean, i appreciate the faith in me.” he pretends to stretch his legs, “also, free vacation? you’re not coming back from that, bestie. permanent vacation.”
'if hero sneezed in my direction, i’d frame the germs and hang them on my wall like art.'
at the tweet, he recoils back, holding up the card like it’s contaminated. “what… what is wrong with you!? germs!? framed!?” his eyes widened, and people behind the camera laughed at the horrified expression on his face. it takes him a minute to calm down, and he quickly blurts a joke, “going to name it ‘the microbial series’. limited edition, of course.”
he buries his face in his hands, dying of laughter, “i’m actually speechless.”
'i’d let hero kick me down the stairs if it meant he’d look at me once.'
he stands up dramatically again. “why am i always committing crimes in these tweets!? kicking you down the stairs? are you guys okay!?” he pretends to look guilty, kneeling, “i’m sorry for what i haven’t done. please, stay away from stairs if i’m around.”
'if hero ever did a shirtless photoshoot, i’d probably lose my job for looking at it during work hours, but it’d be worth it.'
as soon as he read the tweet, he pretended to lift his hoodie, showing off a glimpse of his slim stomach and waist, before stopping abruptly. “nope, not today!” he lets out a ‘tsk’, playfully shaking his head. “you’re keeping that job, okay? hustle first, thirst later.”
“also, who’s leaking these imaginary photoshoots? i need answers.” he says to the staff behind the camera.
'the way hero moves his hips during performances should be illegal in at least twelve countries.'
he spins in his chair as he hums, “twelve countries!? name them, i need to know where i’m banned– wait, but can that happen after my world tour? like, this is my first one, i need to make it count, if you know what i mean.” he trails off but quickly snaps back, “but hey, can’t say i didn’t warn you. blame the choreography, not me.”
'i want him to take that belt from bless my heart and choke me with it.'
“oh woah, woah woah! you’re stepping into some dangerous territory!” he yelps out, looking completely baffled at the tweet. “wait, who is this? can i say the username?” he asks the staff again, and with their confirmation, he reads it. “‘lesbian4hero’– now wait a minute… i remember this username!” he points to the camera like he’s phoenix from ace attorney, “yah! don’t think i forgot your little comment on tiktok, and yes, i do remember it.”
that was the last tweet because hero grabbed each flash card and threw them into the air before leaning into the camera with wide eyes and a big grin. “you know, i thought i was prepared for chaos, but y’all have proven me wrong on every level. thank you for breaking me and making me question all my life choices.”
he quickly mutters, “i don’t know if i should feel flattered or file a restraining order, but i love you anyway. keep being weird– i thrive on it. but drink water and behave, okay?”
he flashes one last cheeky grin, winks at the camera and leans back in his chair dramatically, “buzzfeed, thank you for making me read this madness, but get me out of here before i lose my own mind. bye, everyone!”
the outro quickly plays a montage of his reactions, and then the screen fades to black with the text: 'catch hero on his upcoming world tour– where no watermelons will be harmed!' the sound of hero still laughing can be heard despite the video almost ending, and fans are left desperately refreshing for the replay.
wait hold on... don't get me scared because wym shadow banned?? i don't think i am?? last rb i did on this blog was on the 12th, i haven't released anything else yet
⊹˳⁺ ⠀⠀⠀ HERO'S FIRST NOMINATIONS FOR THE GRAMMYS !
#HERO is nominated for six awards at the 67th #GRAMMYs, including two of the BIG FOUR CATEGORIES: SONG OF THE YEAR and BEST NEW ARTIST.
current nominations are:
01. SONG OF THE YEAR — BLESS MY HEART
02. BEST NEW ARTIST
03. PRODUCER OF THE YEAR, NON-CLASSICAL
04. BEST POP SOLO PERFORMANCE — BLESS MY HEART
05. BEST POP VOCAL ALBUM — DO WE MEET AGAIN IN DREAMS?
06. BEST MUSIC VIDEO — BLESS MY HEART
with six nominations under his belt, this makes HERO the most nominated kpop solo artist ever!
cléo gives the camera a brief but playful grimace. “what goes on in the world of jung yoonah… let’s find our next star and hope their search history isn’t about someone i see on the regular.”
weaving between staff members rushing on their respective tasks, she finds a certain soloist off to the side, already peering curiously at the equipment lugged behind her. when they lock eyes cléo grins, making her way over.
“state your name and reason for being on the premises, please.”
“i am... hero,” he answers dramatically, looking off in the distance before breaking character. cléo snorts quietly. “don't want to be all up in my head, but i think at this point pretty much everyone should know who i am! but i'm the brightest and prettiest star that came from mighty devil! no, really, look at my eyes and you'll see actual stars!"
cléo finally laughs as he got closer to the camera, widening his eyes as much as possible. “it’s good to finally get to meet you! huge fan of your work, truly. what are you wearing?”
with one leg in front of the other one, hero puts his hands in the pockets as he holds the post for a few seconds as cléo looks thrilled, clearly a fan of the dramatics. “i'm actually wearing acne studios! as the official ambassador, i knew that i'd get the best possible from that brand, as i've been admiring their stuff for quite a while. i'm wearing something from one of their recent men's collection!”
“you look great! it’s definitely a style i think only you could pull off—and i say that as a compliment. at least the shoes are keeping you warm!” the camera zooms in on his shoes before righting itself. “now we gotta know the top three things you absolutely couldn’t live without.”
“definitely my laptop, but not for the reasons you'd think! i have all of my songs, both released and unreleased, saved there and i’d fall apart if i happened to misplace it.”
cléo nods in agreement, her eyes widening at the camera. those watching knew how important her own laptop was to her as well, so it was no surprise to see her agree so quickly.
biting his lip, hero thinks of two others. “i want to say my cats, because i have two but i'm also thinking of getting more—”
“pick your cats!” cléo interrupts suddenly, offering a smile at startling those around her. “sorry. i have a cat as well, and she’s quite literally my mini me. i’d pick her namely for my own sanity.”
he shakes his head, “ok for now, definitely picking my cats, but if you mean in the future, then i'll change it to the eternal album by taemin, because i need to have some music there too. plus i'm definitely not leaving that album's photocard collection for anyone else! and if i'm stuck on an island, maybe those ear muffs because i'd hate for sand or something else to end up in my ears. yuck!” he yaps uncontrollably, and finally snaps out of it after two minutes. it’s a wonder no one interrupted him—but she didn’t mind.
“anything monumental happen to you this year?”
“would it be cheesy to say being the host for ficfest awards?” cléo laughs as he cheekily smiles, “i got to meet so many artists and i had the opportunity to talk to some of them. hopefully we'll be able to collab in the nearest future, but it all depends on their labels and if they're keen to it!”
he then hums, as if he remembered something, “also, it hasn't happened yet, but the most insane thing that will happen is my first ever world tour! can you believe that i haven't gone around the world since my debut? that is the most insane thing!”
“make sure you get your tickets, ‘cause i definitely will. and i’m not above boxing a fifteen year old for a good spot.” cléo points two fingers at the camera as hero laughs. “but anyway… how do you feel about any of the nominees? i heard you were nominated! congrats!”
tilting his head, he took a moment to think about the answer, “honestly there's probably one group that i feel like they didn't deserve the nomination but they're gone now, so... oops!” he laughed mischievously as cléo peers at him curiously, “but i mean, other than them, everyone else deserved all the nominations they got. i know i did!”
“now what could you possibly mean by that…” cléo tries her best to pry for answers, but he remains stubbornly calm with a smile on his face. “nothing? nothing? booo… okay. how about the weirdest thing a fan has ever done to get your attention?”
“well... one time a fan swung their bra in the air to get my attention.” cléo grimaces as his look turns conflicted, divided between feeling weirded out or impressed. “in the end it turned out that she just brought an additional bra and still had hers holding... her girls in place, so luckily no flashing happened!”
“the epidemic of fans throwing undergarments need to be studied in a lab.” she points at the camera, “you guys need to be lobotomized.” she then pauses before adding, “you might need one too if your search history is alarming. what’s the weirdest things you’ve ever googled?”
“usually i'm very nosy and like searching other people’s net worths or scandals they've been in.” cléo’s brows raise as he continues, “weirdly enough, sometimes i get an inspiration and it might help me write a song or two. i bet you didn't expect that answer, did you?” he winked with a smirk present on his face.
“….yeah. someone schedule that lobotomy. quickly.” cléo feigns a scared look at the camera before settling back to an easygoing smile. “maybe with your new and improved brain you can write even more pretty songs—and memorize even more lines. and speaking of lines… have you ever dreamed of taking up acting? if so, what’s your dream role?”
“well, i've always wanted to act.. pretty much in any kind of genre—i'm not that picky! but i'm not sure if i have the talent for it, you know? the best i can do is act out for my music videos and stuff, but an actual movie role? i think i'll need practice for that. lots and lots of it.”
he then continues, “i wish i had a range that ralph fiennes or christian bale have. i loved the american psycho...” he randomly said the last sentence as he trailed off in thoughts.
“would it be a compliment if i said you’d make an excellent patrick bateman? you’ve got such an unnerving quality to you—and i mean that in a good way, i promise!” cléo rushes to explain as the staff behind the camera laughs. “you seem the type to be very particular about fonts and etchings. can we recreate the business card scene? i just want to see something—”
cléo looks up as someone motions for her to get back on track, the noirette offering an apologetic smile in response. “maybe later. one final question and we can find a chainsaw—is there anyone special in your life you’d like for us to know?”
“oh god now. well, there used to be someone, but i don't see myself going forward with it. for now there's only place for my cats in my heart.” cléo offers a silent nod in agreement. that she could definitely get behind.
“maybe taemin or seungyoun-hyung, because he is my darling after all~” he sends a cheeky finger heart to the cameras as cléo laughs. “hopefully you're watching this from the military, buzzcut-seungie!”
cléo snorts as she ends the interview and says her goodbyes, offering a mini salute to the camera.
“thank you for your service!”
you can find hero at @anqelblccm ! thanks for joining the event !
⊹˳⁺ ⠀⠀⠀ HERO'S FIRST NOMINATIONS FOR THE GRAMMYS !
#HERO is nominated for six awards at the 67th #GRAMMYs, including two of the BIG FOUR CATEGORIES: SONG OF THE YEAR and BEST NEW ARTIST.
current nominations are:
01. SONG OF THE YEAR — BLESS MY HEART
02. BEST NEW ARTIST
03. PRODUCER OF THE YEAR, NON-CLASSICAL
04. BEST POP SOLO PERFORMANCE — BLESS MY HEART
05. BEST POP VOCAL ALBUM — DO WE MEET AGAIN IN DREAMS?
06. BEST MUSIC VIDEO — BLESS MY HEART
with six nominations under his belt, this makes HERO the most nominated kpop solo artist ever!
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"of course! i think people who say they don’t look up to at least one other person in the industry are lying, but that’s just me. mine are pretty obvious, though. i look up to taemin, of course—he’s like the idol standard, you know? i also really, really look up to hero; he’s so cool, and i love his work. i think he really inspired the direction i went with my solo stuff, like the general direction, almost? and then, probably any of the deepdive guys—they’ve been through so much, and i don’t know how they’re still standing so tall. i really admire them, how they carry themselves, just everything about them. oh, and judy too! she’s amazing; i look up to her as well."
seventeen ; if you had to bring back an inactive group, what group would you ressurect?
"i’m not too sure about this question. i don’t keep up with a lot of the groups that disband or go inactive. like, a group could disband, and i wouldn’t know until months later when i’m looking up their comeback dates. hm, is it cheating to say project groups? i’d bring back a lot of those project groups. i’m really not sure about others, though—that’s on me for not keeping up, my bad."
mentioned — @anqelblccm + @bluwavez + @anqelsweep ; sorry for the tags <3
ahyeon laughs as yuina’s grin turns sly, wiggling her fingers at the camera as if the older group were watching. “i’m serious! they were really sweet and helpful even when we were trainees and they were already out there performing for the world. it takes a special kind of person to help you perfect your skills even after long hours of schedules.”
“i’d have to go with soyeon.” ahyeon hums thoughtfully for a moment. “i’ve always had a love for making my own music for ages, but it wasn’t until i caught wind of who she was and how much she’s done that was i like… she gets it. so i hope to one day—not even collab, but just have a really good conversation with her.”
“iu.” a collective sound of agreement rises in the air when eunji speaks, the youngest of the four looking extremely happy about the reception. “she’s my inspiration for singing in general. i want to be able to have an entire stadium captivated one day. like—and i know it’s not silly because i became a singer to do so, but i want to touch hearts. i want to sing songs that make people feel emotions. that’s why she’s my idol.” ahyeon’s soft that’s very sweet makes her smile widely.
“and as for me… i don’t think i really have one.” micha shrugs, ignoring yuina’s flat expression. she then shrugs, “i mean, wouldn’t say i looked up to anyone. wooyoung is a great dancer but i wouldn’t call him my idol.” she pauses momentarily, then adds with a faint grin, “it’ll get to his head. and then i’ll never hear the end of it. i’ve already said too much.”
⠀( 20 )⠀⠀ ﾉ⠀ who are some idols you wanna befriend?
“hiraeth.” yuina blurts out her answer before anyone else can, earning an amused smile from ahyeon. “they’re so cool. i want to be yvan’s friend so bad. they’re so talented, all i’m really asking for is one hangout, please—”
by the time yuina is out of breath from her rambling, eunji is laughing into her hand, the eldest two mirroring each in expression of mirth. ahyeon pipes up soon after, “would love to work with hero one day. his catalog is impressive and i’ve never heard a bad song from him.”
“anyone from venus, personally.” micha goes next, “they’re really talented and a collab would be next level.”
finally, with three pairs of eyes on her, eunji tosses her own pick. “honey from blackpink. i like her style a lot and her solo music is really good. i had espresso on repeat for a while—”
“that’s eunji-speak for ‘please be my friend, i admire you so much!’ yuina snorts when the younger woman flushes and swats at her arm, only for her laugh to patter out when micha raises a brow at her.
“like you weren’t about to fall over yourself wanting to befriend yvan? god help them when you finally meet.” yuina sputters before letting out an embarrassed huff, crossing her arms.
❝ ENTER THE EERIE WORLD OF PHANTOM MANOR, glasshouse’s most thrilling and immersive halloween event to date. as the gates of the ivy-covered mansion swing open, you’re drawn into its haunted corridors, where shadows whisper secrets, and every room reveals a chilling story. from dancing with ghosts in the grand ballroom to cracking a sinister murder mystery, this isn’t your typical haunted house. glasshouse idols become spirits and suspects, pulling you deeper into their twisted tale. can you make it through the night, or will you join the manor’s haunted legacy? ❞
PHANTOM MANOR is an intricate, multi-layered halloween event designed by glasshouse to immerse fans in a haunted, interactive experience. the venue is set in a sprawling, gothic-style mansion with an ivy-covered exterior, old stone walls, and creaky iron gates. the estate is purposefully designed to resemble an eerie, abandoned manor, complete with cobwebs, flickering lights, and antique furniture.
as fans enter the PHANTOM MANOR, they walk through various haunted rooms and halls, each with a different eerie atmosphere. glasshouse idols dressed as spirits, ghosts, or cursed characters play out their roles, interacting with fans throughout their journey. some idols simply watch from the shadows, while others jump-scare, guide, or distract you.
the key attractions are as follows:
01. THE HAUNTED BALLROOM
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ — the main performance space where idols reenact haunting waltzes. guests are sometimes invited to dance, only to realise their partners may be ghosts.
02. THE GHOSTLY LIBRARY
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ — visitors can roam the dusty aisles while idols play long-dead scholars, whisper chilling tales or offer cryptic clues to solve the overarching mysteries.
03. THE SÉANCE ROOM
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ — a séance is conducted by some idols acting as mediums, and fans experience frightening supernatural effects, like ghostly apparitions, flickering candles, and moving objects.
one of the core events at PHANTOM MANOR is MURDER MYSTERY NIGHT, a life-sized cluedo reenactment in which fans must solve a murder within the mansion.
❝ a mysterious death has occurred in the manor, and fans are invited to play detectives to figure out the identity of the killer, the weapon, and the location of the murder. each room of the mansion ( the conservatory, the dining hall, the study, etc. ) contains clues related to the crime. glasshouse idols portray key suspects, such as the butler, heiress, or eccentric guests, giving cryptic hints and misleading information. they will lead fans to hidden rooms, locked doors, or secret passages. guests are split into teams, and the group that solves the mystery first wins exclusive prizes. those who fail may experience additional "haunted" consequences, such as getting trapped in rooms or dealing with heightened scares. ❞
while the murder mystery was happening, fans who could not attend were offered to participate in a different event simultaneously. they were given another map showing the blueprints of the manor, and together, they'd have to escape the twisted maze of clues and jumpscares to get certain rewards or prizes.
in the manor's grand hallways, portraits of long-lost residents ( played by idols ) hang ominously. at times, these portraits come to life as the idols step out from the frames to interact with guests, blurring the line between art and reality. guests are tasked with identifying which portraits hold hidden clues to escape the house.
the underground crypt is one of the event’s most challenging areas in the basement. fans are locked in a crypt-like maze with idols playing the roles of ancient spirits and undead beings. to escape, participants must solve puzzles and riddles hidden in the crypt’s dark recesses, all while avoiding encounters with the idols playing the roles of guardians of the crypt. failure to escape means facing the crypt’s final curse—a jump-scare-loaded finale.
fans who successfully navigate specific challenges, either by solving the murder mystery or escaping the crypt, receive exclusive glasshouse merchandise, event-related memorabilia, and potential meet-and-greets with the artists.
⸻⸻ ﹕ ARTIST ONE ⠀ › ⠀ STUPID CUPID / DREAME.
cheska as red riding hood
aimee as dark siren
tomie as alexa grady ( the shining )
jeanne as pearl
viva as lisa frankenstein
⸻⸻ ﹕ ARTIST TWO ⠀ › ⠀ SOLOISTS.
hero as art the clown
mew as little bo peep
veronika as elphaba
yeoubi as glinda
girl from nowhere as alexie grady ( the shining )
sour grapes as thorn ( the hex girls )
domino as jack skellington
naisu as patrick bateman
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ok so let's say that there was an additional post that the company posted about the world tour dates ( i forgot to put them down, oops )— keeping in mind that hero finished album promotions at the end of september, the first concert, which takes place in seoul, will happen at the beginning of november.
so with 38 tour locations, it will take him 6 months to finish the tour completely!
in asia he spends the whole month of november performing, then moves to north america in december, then january in south america.
after that, he'll have a two-week break, then fly to europe in february until mid-march. that's when he'll go to oceania and have concerts until the beginning of april!
