confessions of a fangirl mind

When I got into BTS, I was expecting to have fun with silly variety shows and blatant fanbait, and to appreciate their dancing (which I have and I do!). I seriously was not expecting to love their music as much as I do.

I also assumed that however much I enjoyed myself, I was too old to become one of those fans who gets all excited because their bias* changes his haircolor.

Then there was the sound I made when I went on Instagram yesterday...

(but it's black! it's never black, he always bleaches! awww! :D :D :D)

* One of the things I've liked from the first is the use of "bias" instead of "favorite" -- while I'm not sure it's the intent, to me it carries the implication that you don't have a favorite; of course they're all your favorites! Just that you have a bit of a lean in a certain direction. But after being in fandoms where picking favorites led to fandom rifts *cough*SPN*cough* I very much appreciate the prevailing opinion that true ARMYs love** all seven.

** I will spare you (for now) the extended ramble about parasocial relationships and the differences of having favorite characters in a fictional creation vs having emotional investment in real human beings who you know on a one-sided, controlled, commodified basis...but guys, being into RPF is so interesting!

(and he looks so cute with black hair!!!)