Your Wish Is My Command

exomosexual asked: "OHMYGOD. AT LEAST THEY GO TO WHERE YOU ARE. TO KPOP, CANADA'S LIKE THE BARREN LANDS WHERE ONLY POLAR BEARS WHO DON'T LISTEN TO KPOP ROAM. JFKLASJFLASJFLJASLKFJLAKJFLKAJFLJASLKFJALKJFLAKF. QAQ Don't feel bad. TT^TT <3"

Awwww love! I understand! :’| [Even though canada is FULL of asain people] doesn’t really make sense! 

I feel your pain :’( 

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posted 6 years ago with 2 notes

Depressive mode on: Exo M will be in MY land in the next 10 days and I’ll be sitting in bed crying my eyes out!

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posted 6 years ago with 31 notes

Anyeong Followers! If I don’t post a scenario one day, just go to the ‘updates’ page on my blog and I’ll probably have the reason written on there.

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posted 6 years ago

A cold winter day [Chen] -Submission

***submission by aww-sehunyoucutie. Guys this story is beautiful. It made me squeal. I hope you guys enjoy it too :) ***


Sighing, your eyes followed Chen as he sang and danced passionately, his sustaining voice resounding in a forceful vibrato that sent a chill down your spine. Holding your face up as you sat against the wall on the ground, you squirmed weirdly, trying to get rid of the strong frisson.

Looking back up to watch them continue the song practice, you spied Chen’s amused smile at your strange wriggling. You put on an overly fake shocked face and shrugged your shoulders in the most unglamorous way. Turning it into a smile with an energetic wave, you averted your gaze, trying to keep yourself from looking back and instead staring at the other members.

You sighed inaudibly again, hugging your knees, burying your face into them. You were physically tired from staying up late at night reading or just from the cold of the winter. You’d always gotten cold easily, and, as always, the nippy weather was never kind to you.

 “______,” Chen called playfully whilst dancing, trying to regain your attention.

You ignored him. Despite your cheerful, weird, bright personality, you were also a sharp girl.

You were in love with Chen, and it hurt sometimes, obviously, you knew. Why Chen, you always thought, why? Chen, who’s never sincere. Who’s kind, but you were bound to be hurt when you realize he was kidding, that he doesn’t care about your feelings. It wasn’t all the time, but whenever you were just so perfectly happy, it was a joke.

And every time, every time, you tell yourself you’ll get even, that it won’t happen again. Still, then, the sad truth you manage to grasp is that it’ll be impossible. It never happens, it will never happen. Because he just doesn’t care about you enough.

Still, you just decided to ignore it and smile, because you wanted him to smile more than anything. And that was only something an idiot would say, but you gladly accepted it.

You’d been friends with Chen since he found you to tutor him in Chinese and English. It was your part time job just after high school, so of course, you took him. You were younger than him by a year, so he was always fine with letting you speak informally, loosely, because he wanted you to be yourself.

“_________!”

You turned your head slowly, shivering from the cold temperature of the room. You folded your knees over your hands, sandwiching your fingers in the backs of your knees, feeling icy coldness in the warmth of your legs.

“What?” you responded lazily, tired and cold.

He’d been whining your name over and over again while he danced, unprofessionalism he rarely ever showed. You felt a chill down your spine, this time from the low temperature in the room rather than from his voice. His eyes widened and he sprinted over to you in the middle of the song.

“________, are you cold?” he knelt down on one knee in front of you, gently taking one of your hands into his and cringing slightly from the cold.

His hands were hot, you were sure all of theirs were, but Chen’s made your hand burn with heat even more.

“It’s so cold,” you complained, holding his hand, secretly happy.

Abruptly, he stood and tossed you the black sweater he left on a seat in favor of dance practice. He held your hand one last time, warming it up before running back to his place, making his band members smile in amusement.

“Wear that and stay,” he shouted over the music, smiling his usual smile.

You were happy. Slowly, you threw it over your head, his sweater hanging loosely off your smaller frame. It didn’t matter how freezing you were, his sweater made you feel warm.

All of the band members knew he was mad in love with you, just as you were with him, urging him to make a move, but he’d always backed out at the last minute, making it a joke. This, of course, you didn’t know.

There was once, though, and you couldn’t help but keep the memory, when he did ask you out. He offered to treat you to bubble tea, but you were so confused, happy, not understanding. You’d asked him why. And at that, there was a pause, then he immediately laughed and replied, ‘just kidding, I can’t create scandals with just anybody.’ You were slightly hurt that you were ‘just anybody’, but you dismissed it with a smile and a nod, ‘I thought so’.

It hurt his ego as well, and, since then, the two of you were always trying, but never making your feelings meet. You became more conscious of his actions and words, and he tried harder, to make you feel something, anything, for him, unknowing you already did, more than enough.

Dance practice ended soon after, you still engrossed in the feeling of the dark article of clothing you wore. You stood up, encouraging everyone brightly. Everyone felt great, the energy in the room was high. Slowly, the six members dispersed, excepting Chen and Minseok, the four others went outside, they usually had takeout that you bring, down in a room a floor above where you were. Xiumin came over, seeing as he was also someone you helped with language, he was friendly with you.

“______!” He called, smiling adorably, as he was used to.

 He held your hand, his eyes widening in surprise. He quickly enveloped both of them in his that were warm from practice, and blew warm breath over your fingertips.

“Wah,” he was surprised at the difference in temperature from your hands and his, “_____, I thought frost was my power.”

You laughed at his lame joke, as did he.

You shook your head, he was so cute, you couldn’t help but think. He still rubbed his thumbs over your fingers soothingly, trying to increase the circulation that ran through your hands.

Chen had a brief swig of water before he paused to burn holes into the back of Xiumin’s head. He was upset.

“Still so cold with a sweater on,” Xiumin commented, shaking his head in slight disbelief.

He grazed your fingertips with his lips as a sort of cute joke, and you yelped softly, breaking into laughter alongside the lovely older boy. Chen’s eyes widened and he stormed over angrily. Breaking the two of you up, he held your hand tightly.

“Hey, hyung,” he stood in front of you, expression stiff, staring at Xiumin, “Is anything wrong?”

Minseok clearly knew what the younger boy was implying and shook his head knowingly. He chuckled a bit, backing off with his hands in the air.

“Nothing, Jongdae, nothing,” and Jongdae feels slightly embarrassed at the older boy’s reaction.

Your hands are burning hot, or it felt that way where Chen touched you. Relunctantly, he sighs, turning toward you with newly found ire. Despite his expression, he still held your hands softly, in the sweetest way.

“And you,” he addressed you sternly, upset, clearly you could tell from his face, “Don’t think that just because you get cold easily, you can go and flirt with Minseok-hyung.”

His words struck you dumb. And you stood there, eyebrows slightly raised, confused. He shook his head, frustrated at your lack of response.

“You do it on purpose, don’t you? Let yourself get cold so you can act all cute for hyung?”

You finally managed to register what he said and you hardly understood. No, you did, but you were upset. You wanted to take off the sweater he gave you, because at that moment, you were engulfed in anger, that pounded through your limbs.

“You always spend extra time teaching him, too,” he scoffs, half laughing bitterly, ridiculing you, “Or you’re supposed to be teaching him. All you do is flirt. Of all of the stupid, childish things you could do. Do you really like him that mu-“

“Jongdae,” there are tears in your eyes as you spat out the poisonous words, staring straight into his eyes, “you are such a goddamn jerk.”

You didn’t want to cry.

You pulled your hands back sharply, hurt, so many times. It didn’t matter to you why he would even say that, but he always hurt you, and you were done with being hurt. You were done with acting like it didn’t faze you. It didn’t matter if you loved him, it wasn’t even worth it anymore.

The room is silent, except for the deep breaths he drew and your pained exhale.

“_______, I-“ he stopped, watching you slowly try to remove the clothing he told you to wear.

A jolt of alarm shot through him.

Quickly, he grabbed you, held you tightly. You protested, but lightly, because you’re too busy crying. Silent sobbing, you just wanted to go home. He grabbed onto you tighter, leaning into your body, burying you in his. One hand on the back of your head, pressing it deep into his open chest, one around your back, he embraced you.

“No,” he half whispered into your hearing, “Don’t take it off.”

You were upset and confused, you let out an almost inaudible whimper, trying to stop your tears, and Chen flinched upon hearing it. He tightened his grip.

“_____, I’m sorry,” he apologized, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry. _______, I love you.”

He can feel you slightly tense up, and it stirred more sadness in his heart. He almost wanted to laugh at himself, at how pitiful he was. Always hurting you, always, he could see sometimes, not every time, the sparkle from your eyes dull as you smile and force a laugh, waving him off.

“______, I love you, I love you, I love you,” he exhaled painfully, as if he could erase all the horrible memories, “I love you.”

And slowly, you relax. Just enough, to rest in his arms. You gave up. You were tired.

He lets you go, loosens his grip just a bit, so he can see your face. And he leans down. Arms on your shoulders, he bends down to eye level and moves in so close, you could hear the softest of his breaths.

Softly pressing his forehead to yours, he caught your gaze, and somehow, by some strange power, you couldn’t move away. Or, you didn’t want to.

“_______,” he whispered, you could feel it blow across your lips, “tell me, if you love me.”

You don’t know what to say, but all you think is ‘yes’. Still, his heart sunk at your silence.

“I’m,” he paused, thinking how pathetic he must be, “I’m going to kiss you now.”

And before you can shout ‘yes!’ that yes, you love him, his lips connected with your own. Slowly but surely, he pressed his soft lips against yours, and broke apart gently, making sure to look at your expression.

“Ni ai wo ma?” he asked in his best attempt at Mandarin if you love him, and you crack a smile, laughing softly at how horribly cheesy all of it was.

“Mn,” you made a sound of agreement, “Wo ai ni.”

He formed a sweet grin with his lips, and crashed his smile to yours, and you reciprocated.

Just then, the door creaked open. You peered around Chen to see who it was.

“Woah, damn,” came the surprised male voice, it was Tao.

Eyes wide, he raised his hands and backed away from the door, whispering a quick ‘sorry’ in response to the two of you in the room turning around to face him.

The door clicked closed. And there was silence.

You couldn’t help but laugh. A genuine laugh, and Chen laughed along with you.

Jongdae fixed his sweater on your shoulders, pulling it back from slipping off, and with one hand behind your back, brought you along to turn up the heat in the room.

And that, you thought, was and would always be the sweetest thing he could do on a cold winter’s day.

 

LOL. Okay. Fjskalfjaklfjlakfj. Love Chen. <3 Ohgod. Jfklsdkfjslfkjldjflksjlfasjd. The end was… … CHEESE. ALL CHEESE. QAQ Alright. Sorry about that… :D Okay, have fun~

posted 6 years ago with 31 notes

Anonymous asked: "random question: using only blogs on tumblr that you follow/love, create a kpop group that is a duo (2) or has 5 people, say which person is leader, rapper, vocalist, dancer, maknae and why (you may include yourself in the group as one of the members)."

Leader:kmexoplanet [Since they have the master list of all the EXO videos] lol

Rapper:kpopscenelove [She is really funny so I think she’d make a good rapper]

Vocalist:me [I’ve always wanted to be a vocalist and also because I write so…]

dancer:aww-sehunyoucutie [She is always hyper so she’d make a good dancer lol]

maknae:myoppamyoppa [She is so cute and young so I chose her lol]

I didn’t have any better reasons to choose these people :)

posted 6 years ago with 2 notes

Anonymous asked: "just curious, but which other scenario blogs would you recommend? thanks! :D"

I always feel bad every time I get this question because I don’t follow a lot of scenario blogs. I used to have time to read scenarios but NOW I barely have time to write them. The two I used to follow before I started writing and still do follow are: 

kpopscenelove [She will be back by next week hopefully]

bubbleteascenarios [Semi hiatus]

If you want to look at more scenario blogs go to

kpopfanficdirectory

and you’ll be able to find many awesome scenario blogs. I know there are lots of amazing writers out there :)

posted 6 years ago with 1 note

Anonymous asked: "when is kpopscenelove suppose to come back????? she's been gone forever."

She will be coming back soon! Probably around next week! :) She was posting till last Thursday so it hasn’t been that long :) Lets all pray for her safe return :)

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posted 6 years ago

Gajok [Mir]

Requested by aww-sehunyoucutie



You knocked on the door for the fourth time and still no one answered. It wasn’t usual of the MBLAQ members to not be in their dorm at 10 in the morning. They all adored sleep, especially on the weekends. You took out your phone and called Mir. He didn’t answer. You were a little mad but worried at the same time. Where could they be? You began to wonder. Just then you heard their footsteps coming up the stairs. They were are laughing and clapping their hands. Mir’s eyes fell on you as soon as he reached the top.

“_________ah, there you are,” he came forward and gave you a quick peck on the lips.

“Where were you?” you pouted.  You turned around to look at the guys and a girl standing next to them.  You looked back at Mir with questioning eyes.

“Noona, meet _________,” he said advancing towards the girl.

“________, meet my noona.” A smile spread across your face. She was the first member from Mir’s family that you were meeting. 7 months and 1 family member, you could only hope how long it would take to meet the rest.

“Anyeong!” you greeted her and bowed slightly.

“Anyeong,” she giggled. “You don’t have to do that. Don’t be formal with me. We’re just like friends.” She winked.

You relaxed a little bit.

“Mir talks a lot about you and…”

“Ummm can we go inside and talk?” Mir interrupted.

“Oh ahhhahah,” both you and her chuckled.

You had a long conversation with his sister and quiet surprisingly she was very nice. You were scared of Mir’s family because every time you asked him to introduce you to them he would just politely ignore the subject.

“___________ah, when will you be leaving?” Mir asked out of the blue.

“Leaving?” you repeated with confusion.

“Yeah, Noona and I are going to the movies tonight.” You were a little disappointed that he hadn’t even thought about inviting you. You were still a little mad about him not telling you that his sister was coming over and that he went with her and all the members without inviting you. Nevertheless you didn’t want to act like a clingy girlfriend so you remained quiet.

“__________,” he nudged you.

“Huh! Oh umm yeah I was just leaving!” you said standing up.

“I’ll see you soon okay?” he said walking you to the door.

“Anyeong.”

“Anyeong”

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Four days passed and Mir didn’t contact you at all. You knew he was spending time with his sister. And you were all up for giving him some space but a little text wouldn’t hurt.

Oppaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa…’ –you texted him.

15 minutes passed. You felt like a desperate pabo for waiting for the screen to light up.

Ye?,’ – he finally texted back.

Do you want to do something tonight?’

‘It’s Tuesday night O_O’

So?’

I have to wake up early tomorrow’

‘Oh alright o_O’

You put the phone on the night stand and closed your eyes. You hated your mood swings when you were on your periods. You felt lonely and wanted to cuddle with someone but sadly it was just going to be you and your little teddy bear that night.

Your phone buzzed. You jumped around, hoping Mir had changed his mind. It wasn’t him. It was your friend.

“Hey,” you said picking up the phone.

“Wanna hang out?” she asked.

“Aaaa, not in the mood.”

“Oh come onnnn, I feel so lonely tonight. I need some bubble tea shots,” she giggled. You laughed too. You agreed to go with her only because you felt the same way as her that night. Lonely.

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“________ah, isn’t that Mir?” your friends said pointing at your boy friend sitting in the corner table.

“What?” you stood up in surprise and almost spilt your bubble tea.

“Calm down,” she made a face and pulled you.

“No, I just called him an hour ago to ask if he wanted to hang but he told me he had to get up early tomorrow,” you said angrily.

“I think he’s with someone,” she said pushing back a little bit to get a better look.  “Oh yep, definitely with someone.”

You turned around and looked once again. Of course, he was there with his noona.

“It’s his noona,” you mumbled.

“Just go and sit down with him,” she suggested.

“Nah, I don’t want to disturb them,” you made an annoyed face.

“Meeaaoowwww, you don’t like her do you?”

You sighed. “I do! I mean don’t I have too? It’s just that he hasn’t been paying attention to me ever since she came to visit and I know she won’t be here for a long time but I’m still so … oh Gosh! Who am I kidding I sound like a little brat,” you buried your face in your hands and rested your head on the table.

“Aniyo! You don’t sound like a brat.” She comforted you.

“He could have at least told me he was coming here, instead of lying to me.” You mumbled as a tear rolled down your cheek. That wasn’t the normal you but you had lots of mixed feelings inside you that day.

“_________,” you  heard a familiar voice say your name. It was Mir’s voice. You quickly wiped your tear and looked up.

“What are you doing here?” he asked. ‘Shouldn’t I be the one asking this question’ you thought to yourself while squinting your eyes at him. He understood that you were a little mad.

“Noona, wanted some bubble tea so I decided to bring her here. I was going to call you but I thought you’d be asleep.” 

You tried to calm yourself but his explanations were only making you more mad.

“It’s alright!” you said getting up. You forced a pretty obvious fake smile on your face and turned around to leave.

“Let’s go,” you said to your friend and without looking back you left the shop.

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“Aaaaaaaaaaaa! I’m coming,” you yelled at the person who’d been knocking on your door for the past half hour.  You opened the door rubbing your eyes and an annoyed face.  The very next second you jumped up with excitement.

“Oppa!” you laughed hysterically as you saw your older brother. “When did you..How did..?? Oh my God forget all that,” you hugged him tightly. He chuckled and stroked your hair.

“I just got here.”

“Did Umma come with you?” you asked.

“Aniyo, she couldn’t but I came to check on you.”

“Check on me?” you made an amused face.

“Ye, I worry about you,” he placed his hand on your cheeks. “Seoul is a big city and you live here all by yourself.”

“Oppa! I’m a big girl now,” you pouted.

“Aish, I know,” he laughed and messed your hair, just like old times.

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______________ah, where are you?’ –Mir texted you for the first time ever since your encounter with him at the bubble tea shop.

I’m busy..’ – you texted back clearly expressing your anger.

Ok..’ – You couldn’t believe it. ‘OK’ was the only thing he could say to you. You were losing your nerve now.

“What’s going on?” you brother asked sitting beside you.

“Nothing,” you muttered.

“Those wrinkles on your forehead tell me a different story,” he said. You knew if you told him about how Mir was treating you, he’d be pretty upset. You didn’t want him to get mad at Mir because sooner or later he was going to apologize to you.

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“Oppa, I’ve never had so much fun at a street market,” you said wiping your nose. “Ice cream in the snow! Best idea ever,” you said excitedly.

“You’re going to get sick,” he said giving you a tissue.  You shook your head and licked your ice cream.

“Hey look!” you brother pointed towards the north.  Mir was waving at you and him. He sprinted towards you guys.

“Mir, my man,” your brother said and did the casual hand shake. That was the first time you actually hated them being so chill with each other.

“Haven’t seen you ever since I got here,” your brother said.

“Yeah,” he scratched his head. “___________, never told me you were here. I would have come.”

“Shouldn’t you have come any ways to see her?” he asked. You giggled on the inside. He was going to get in trouble and you didn’t feel bad at all. He deserved it. Mir looked at you nervously. You returned a glare and then rolled your eyes.

“Anyeong,” Mir’s sister came up from behind and greeted.

“Anyeong,” Your brother said with a surprised expression on his face. “I think I know you from somewhere.”

She giggled. “Communication skills class, Pusan University, 2009.”

“Ahhh ye ye ye,” your brother snapped his fingers.

“You’re Mir’s…”

“Sister,” she finished for him.

“Aaa, I didn’t know that.” The two of them began talking as if they had a lot of catching up to do. You pouted. First Mir and now your brother. You made a crying face and turned around.

“________, _________ wait,” Mir held your hand.

“Let me go Oppa,” you yanked you sleeve and began walking once again. Mir walking besides you.

“Go away,” you said as tears started flowing out of your eyes. He kept walking with you.

The two of you reached your apartment. You went inside and tried to close the door on him but he was obviously stronger than you.

“__________, tell me what’s wrong?” he asked holding you. You shrugged him away and went to your room.

“_______, please tell me what’s wrong?” he asked once again. He did sound worried.

“It’s nothing okay!” you snapped back.

“Well you’re crying and you won’t talk to me what’s wrong so something’s definitely up,” he held you once again.

“I don’t want to sound mean and I don’t want you to hate me either so just let it go. Give me some time and I’ll be fine,” you said resting your head on his chest.

“I would never hate you,” he said running his fingers through your hair.

 “Is it because I haven’t been able to spend much time with you lately?” he asked after a while. You were surprised he understood you.

“Aniyo,” you shook your head rubbing your face with his shirt. He chuckled.

“I know you my little penguin. You can’t hide your feelings from me no matter how hard you try,” he pulled you away and then gave you a long kiss on the lips.

“I’m sorry. I know I was being stupid but I just couldn’t help it. She comes once in three years and I just wanted to as much time with her as possible.”

“It’s okay Oppa, I understand.” You said.

“And I would have invited you but I just didn’t want it to be awkward.”

“It won’t be awkward. Try inviting me next time,” you winked. He smiled and kissed you once again.

“You have explanations to do too missy.”

“What?” you asked with a bemused expression.

“Yeah, you never told me your brother was here and then you didn’t text me for a week. Were you trying to make e jealous?” he squinted his eyes.

“Noo,” you said with a cheeky smile and began to run away. Mir caught up to you and picked you up.

“You’ll pay for this,” he said walking back to the room.

“Aish,” you gave him a quick peck.You couldn’t wait for what was yet to come.

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Aaaaaa this requests kind of scared me at first because I was afraid I won’t have anything to write but then I started writing and so here it is.. ^^. Hope you guys like it :)


Guys I didn’t proofread this because I have to  study for my midterm but I’ll be sure to do that tomorrow.

posted 6 years ago with 25 notes

301 followers! I love each and everyone of you!

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posted 6 years ago with 1 note

bowow-whatsgoingon asked: "Don't let them affect you, I am getting pretty tired of watching how these people are just bothering all the blogs about scenarios"

Hopefully they will stop soon :|

posted 6 years ago

Anonymous asked: "I just thought of something, what if kpopscenelove comes back to an inbox filled with messages about someone telling her to die, or they wish she'd died, or something bad like that all because of these rumors...."

Let’s just hope nothing like this happens or i’ll hunt them down! Grrr

posted 6 years ago

exomosexual asked: "Your Heechul scenario. <3 <3 jfklsajfkdljasljflksj. <3"

Thanks love :)

posted 6 years ago

exomosexual asked: "These rumors are so messed up. How the hell. Did they start. jfkalsjlkjsdlfs. Doesn't even matter. How inconsiderate does someone have to be to even say shit like that. Anyway. Hoping kpoplovescene comes back to loyal followers and friends. Hoping she's healthy, not that she wouldn't be, mind anyone, and hoping that all this anon crap is forgotten by then."

Yes please :) ^^

posted 6 years ago

rockybluedanxruno-blog asked: "I am completly on board on you with that; you, i, elemint-scenarios, q0rea-ekso and a couple other blogs are getting a lot of weird measseges about her. Knowing her, she's not going to apreciate all of those measseges. And it would be if they just stopped. 'If you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all'."

To be honest its a little creepy to see that who ever it is actually knows who her friends are! Who has all this time on their hands! :| Anyways I absolutely agree with you and I hope they understand it too now!

posted 6 years ago

Stop this..

It just breaks my heart to see that NOT only me but most of the KPOPLOVESCENE Admin’s friends on tumblr are getting WEIRD/HATE messages about her. Guys who ever you are please stop. She is going through a tough time right now and the last thing we [her friends/followers] want is for her to come back and see this on tumblr. Do you guys not realize how hard it is to go through a surgery? Please Don’t do this. If I have to beg I will because she is such a lovely person and SHE DOESN’T deserve this.

Thank you for reading this..

posted 6 years ago with 5 notes