“Have I ever told you that you’re boring as hell?” Wookie loved his best friend like a brother, but he had to admit that hanging out with him could sometimes get a little dry, especially when they went out to a club or a bar and the younger male only had a shot before calling a quits. He loved music and composing and writing just as much as the next guy, and he planned on doing it for the rest of his life, but everyone needed a break from time to time. It was only the natural, human thing to do. “You’re album is coming out in like three days. You deserve to take a break and celebrate. Now stop being such an ahjumma and act your age for once.”

yongsun never thought she would come this far. the studio manages to amaze her every time she enters, gleaming mahogany and all. her days of rapping around tables with friends, beers in hand and ipod in the other are long gone. freestyle has been retired since her stint on unpretty rapstar. her raps are polished, produced, but with fighting, still her. this is a pet project, neither of them were in the mind to actually produce the song but what could messing around in the studio hurt. she remembers her days as a trainee, grueling, spending hours in practice making up for the skill she lacked. rapping until her throat was hoarse. debut had come and gone and three years later she felt on top of the world. so mellowing back to her roots, friends in a studio trying to make something, brings a familiar comfort. she’s scribbling new lyrics on paper when the door opens to her expected visitor. “i hope you came prepared.” she says. “because frankly i’m gonna blow your shit out of the water” // @namjoonfmd

it felt like ages since raewoon last saw his cousin. sitting in his apartment in gangnam, he marveled at the interior. the shiny wooden floor, the plush sofa he was sitting in and the view outside the balcony. damn did that only fuel raewoon’s desire to finally get his own place. look at all this space. though, knowing him, that would mean he would disappear from the face of the earth if not for schedules. he sat browsing through namjoon’s channels on tv, rubbing his tummy idly. it should be dinner time soon, he thought. should he perhaps cook something? “hyung!” he called, turning his head to find the older. “do you think we should eat out or should we order delivery?”

I’d say a headcanon totaling 400+ words would qualify as a long headcanon, since that is the word count required for a self-para worth the same number of points.

“it’s a strong mini-album. not quite up to the level of reboot, which was amazing, but i listen to ‘touch my body’ and ‘but i love you’ quite a bit.”

“in a group of thirteen it’s not hard to be overshadowed. especially when there are others that were born with the gift to sing, to rap, to dance, to entertain others… and what do i have? my visual? i learned how to dance. i learned how to rap. i’m not saying the work i put in to be where i am today isn’t for nothing, or that i’m slacking in any of the areas i’m supposed to shine in. i just don’t feel… good enough yet. i don’t feel like i will ever be good enough. i don’t have that raw talent ━ to compose my own songs, to write catchy and compelling lyrics, to create complex choreography from start to finish. i can learn, i can contribute my own ideas, but i’m scared of being laughed at. i’m scared that what i bring to the table won’t live up to the expectations that CHARMings expect from us when we promote new music. i’m scared that they will take one look at me and think that i’m not the person they thought i was. that i’m replaceable, and CHARM can promote with twelve members without a problem. sometimes i look at my hyungs and envy them. i wonder how they sleep at night knowing that they have it so easy. they have a plethora of skills, of credibility under their belt, and i have, what, a handsome face? the ability to hold a conversation? sometimes i wonder what would’ve happened if i had looked any different when i was fourteen. would that manager still have street casted me? would i be here as a member of an idol group? or i would i be at home instead, helping out on the farm?”