#but here have some more photobook scans

[yuzukahibiscus]

Minami Maito’s Research 100

This was taken from the Minami Maito photobook, as kindly scanned by a mutual. At this time, Maiti was still in Flower Troupe.

Note: This is the second of my Research-100 translation series and it couldn’t be made possible without the contributions of fellow mutuals. Find my first translation of Aizuki Hikari’s photobook here!)

PROFILE

Name: Minami Maito Troupe: Flower Troupe Birthday: June 28 Blood Type:  O Nickname: Minami, Maitii Height: 170cm Vision: 2.0 Shoe size:  24.5 Finger size: I don’t know! Charm point: Nose Strenghts: I am passionate on anything Weaknesses: Shy Catchphrase: I want to be “All Maiti!!”...so I’ll do my best!! Birthplace: Osaka

FAVOURITE THINGS

1. Favourite season –> Autumn 2. Favourite event –> New year 3. Place that you want to go –> New York. Because I want to see Broadway musicals. 4. Favourite animal –> Dog 5. Favourite song –> Yuzu’s “Bridge of Glory” and Ozaki Yukata’s songs 6. Favourite movie –> “Les Misérables” 7. Favourite musical genre –> Musical 8. Favouite television genre –> Probably TV dramas. Recently I’m watching “Stepmom and Daughter Blues” (Japanese drama 義母と娘のブルース), “Your Turn to Kill” (Japanese drama あなたの番です), “TWO WEEKS”. (Korean dramas 투윅스） 。 9. Favourite colours –> White and Black 10. Favourite book –> “A Letter from Father”（父からの手紙） 11. Favourite scent –> I like how the clothes smell after I finish washing them.

FOOD

12. Favourite thing to eat –> Noodles 13. Things I dislike eating –> This is probably quite problematic for me... (sweating) but there’s actually a lot. I hate all kinds of beans but I can eat Edamame!  I also don’t like foods with too strong taste, but I also don’t like foods that’d be difficult for me to guess “What is this smell”? Oh and I also can’t eat bugs (laughs)/ 14. Good at cooking –> Fried vegetables maybe.

I LIKE...

15. Meat or fish –> Um... meat 16. Japanese or Western or Chinese food –> Japanese 17. Japanese sweets or Western sweets –> Japanese. 18. Coffee or red tea –> I’m conflicted! Usually, it would be coffee, but on rest days or when I want to spend the day slowly, it would be red tea!! 19. Salt or soy sauce or sauce –> Because I’m from Kansai, it might be more often to say “sauce”... (laughs) but it’s probably salt for me.

OFF (STAGE)-ME

20. Morning or night type –> Night 21. The first thing I do in the morning –> Wash my face 22. I shower with hot water or cold water –> Hot water 23. When you sleep do you like to turn on some lights or leave it dark –> Leave it dark 24. What is the longest time you’ve slept before –> More than 12 hours 25. What do you do for a change of moods –> Clean up the house, watch television 26. How much time do you use your phone –> Depending on time and circumstances, around 2-3 hours a day 27. Do you like to contact by mail or by phone –> Mail 28. Usually I’m the speaker or the listener –> The listener 29. The joker or the teaser –> Depending on the partner, but I think I’m mostly the teaser. 30. Only hot or only cold –> Either. I feel I can be more tolerant than others on the very hot or very cold side. 31. You like to go on group activity or individual activity –> Individual activity. 32. Qualifications you have –> Car license. And also, Kanji qualification, English qualification and mathematics qualification. But I forgot which level I was at (laughs). 33. Favourite kind of shoes –> Sneakers 34. Your taste in interior design –> I don’t want to have too sharp colours. So it’d probably be just all white. 35. Things that you can’t stop doing, or habits –> My go-to phrase is always saying “Well, I dunno but” (laughs). I’m from Kansai so I can’t stop saying with a Kansai-dialect. 36. Jinx (bad luck) –> Don’t particularly have one 37. Something you’re scared of –> Bugs 38. Treasure –> People I’ve met so far

REST DAYS...

39. Indoor or outdoor –> Outdoor 40. Karaoke must-sing choice –> Ozaki Yukata’s songs 41. The place you’d always go to shopping –> Umeda 42. You’re quick to decide or conflicted when you’re shopping –> Quick to decide 43. The thing you want to do the most in rest days –> Would it be going to have a massage or going to a cafe...But it’d probably be going for a massage. 44. You spend your rest days slowly or with a plan –> Slowly.

CHILDHOOD MEMORIES...

45. The childhood nickname –> Minami 46. Favourite subject –> Sports 47. The subject you dislike –> Science. 48. The game you’d always play is –> Dodgeball 49. The club or interest you were engaged in –> Classical ballet 50. The dream job –> It has been being a Takarasienne since I was little. But if I could have another choice, would I be a cashier (laughs). Recently, there were more self-service cashier services and I thought it could be fun being a cashier.

RECENTLY, I...

51. Recently I’d always wear –> White 52. Last time I cried –> It was the shonichi performance of “Dream On!” where everyone wrote a message and autographed on their photos even though given a tight schedule. I was touched by the collaged decorated makeup desk I had. 53. Last time I laughed –> It was during a troupe dinner party where we were watching the DVDs of when Sayumi-san (Asumi) has become Top [Star]. Rather than feeling all nostalgic, everyone was happily singing and dancing together. From the tug of war to the relay videos in the sports day, even though we didn’t know about the results, we saw how everyone was supporting for their own troupes, and that excitement had been so long ago that I laughed and cried watching it. 54. Last time I was surprised –> I returned home and when I opened the curtains, some big moths flew in. I immediately took the bug spray and chased after them. 55. Something I could do –> I could come out of the shower and finish putting on makeup in 5 minutes. That’s only for the makeup spray part though (laughs). 56. Something I’m obsessed with –> Looking at the news in my smartphone.

IF 〇〇?!

57. If you have to describe yourself with a colour –> Marble. I have many emotions and they’re quite flexible. 58. If you have to describe yourself as an animal –> Since I’m shy it’s not easy for me to be close to others, but upperclassmen have described me that I was like a big dog. 59. If you lost your way, would you return to the original path or continue moving forward on an unknown path –> Even though I’m confused, I’d continue moving forward. Since I’m already at somewhere I don’t recognise, it would be difficult returning back. 60. If you’re a musumeyaku, what outfit would you wear? –> I want to wear a wide dress with a gradation that expands spreads out. 61. If you have to challenge to be a director or a choreographer, which would it be –> Director. I think it would be touching when you could portray your thoughts through the people, the lighting, the set through this dynamic stage. 62. If you could be born again would you be a boy or a girl –> Maybe a boy. I want to try walk on a different life. 63. If you have a time machine, would you go to the past or future –> I don’t want to go to both. 64. If you could use magic –> I want to wake up quickly in the morning and I want to have a charger for my body energy where I would never be tired no matter how much I dance. 65. If you could meet a historical figure –> Elisabeth. I love “ELISABETH” and I also want to try to be a role like Elisabeth, and when I was playing as Lucheni in the newcomers’ performance, I was always chasing on Elisabeth, so I was curious as to what she thought while she was living. I also want to hear how her real voice sounded like.

FAVOURITE 〇〇!! 66. Favourite tourist spot –> Saipan Islands. The shallow water below my knees continued all the way to the other islands that I could see, and the water was so beautiful that I thought I could walk there, so I recommend it. 67. Favourite stretching method –> Yamuna ball. It really helps the blood flow for the whole body. 68. Your favourite skincare routine –> Washing your face without using soap in the morning.

A-LA CARTE

69. Favourite picture style would be close up or full photo –> Close up 70. Do you like coloured or monochrome photos –> Coloured 71. Standby motion –> My dog, the toypoodle Pochi-kun.

72. Something you want to try –> Gymnastics. Because there were many cool actions such as backflip. 73. Someone that’s always influenced you –> Mother. Because she knows me the best, she’d be the first to realise if I had any changes, if I was doing something other people won’t be doing. Because that is really moving to me, I would often realise so much more about the stage performance and about being an otokoyaku from my mother’s words. 74. A thing I want the most –> Perfect head-body balance ratio (laughs). But if we’re talking it realistically, maybe I’d be wanting more time. To spend time slower, to relax at a home a little more, to think more about the stage performances. If only there was more time, then I could do so much more.

RELATED TO STAGE 

75. When do you enter in the dressing room –> 2 hours and a half before the performance begins. 76. When do you leave the dressing room –>  If I have to return to the dressing room it would take about an hour. 77. Which is your start of the warmup routine –>  Stretching. I start from stretching. 78. A detail in stage makeup –>  Eyes. Of course it’s important to do the foundation well, but it’s also about considering if it’s a cute role, a beautiful role, a fresh role, a warm-hearted role, the way I do my eye makeup would determine the role that I’m going to be playing. 79. The time to do makeup –>  Around 45 minutes. I’m not sure but I could probably do 30 minutes the quickets but recently I’m trying to do it carefully and slowly (laughs). 80. Nervous level before entering for your scene –> Since it’s probably not a good thing to be nervous, I would say I am focused but not really nervous. But even on Shonichi (first day) performances, I am nervous as I could almost hear my heart beating. 81. Quickest time you could finish changing –> Within 1 minute 82. How far could you see into the audience –> Around until row 15 83. What would you do after a performance –> Sit on the chair 84. Are you good or bad at remembering choreography –> Good at it 85. Are you good or bad at adlibs –> Bad... Even if I could do, I probably wouldn’t (laughs). Because if you say this, then you would think of the next thing to say and it would be a hit or miss. 86. Do you like wearing military uniform or black tailcoat –> Tailcoat 87. Do you like acting in tragedy or comedy –> Tragedy 88. For love scenes, do you want to act in wordless embraces or say pretentious (shameless) lines –> Wordless embrace 89. Your detail in tailcoats –> Since black tailcoast are the royality scene of Takarazuka, when I’m wearing the tailcoat, I would have the feeling of “Otokoyaku Minami Maito!” And also depending on the difference of dancing, I’d focus on my bodyline and how the white shirt and the black jacket juxtapositions, and I’d also have to pay attention to how I do my hairstyle for the dance.

TILL NOW, MY FAVOURITE...

90. Song –> Nathan’s song when he was thinking about the difficulties with his father in “Stardom”  91. Dance –> “SANTE!!” where I paired up with Seto-san in the dance and when I danced as the character of Death in the bullfight scene choreographed by Yan-san in “Beautiful Garden -A Profusion of Flowers-”. 92. Costume –> That white and orange gradation jacket and that it was fluttering on the sides of the costume in the Finale of “DREAM ON!” 93. Scene –> In “For the People: Lincoln, the Man Who Sought Freedom”, when I saluted to Todoroki-san playing as Lincoln till Elmer died. (Mr) Lincoln was probably far away from where was, but he called out “Elmer!!” to [when Elmer died]. I really like how the flow of sentiments from Elmer was delivered to (Mr) Lincoln like that. 94. Still –> “CASANOVA” where I had a new image there. 95. Lines –> In “Messiah -The Legend of Shiroh Amakusa-” that final battle scene where [Matsudaira Nobutsuna] (her role) successfully advances and then he later said “You couldn’t come forward, could you” I thought how much emotion could I put into this line and it was so important so I was nervous eery day when I spoke that. 96. Role –> I can’t choose!!

CHALLENGE 〇〇!!

97. Handgrip –> Right 42kg, Left 38.5 kg 98. Wink (could you do left and right?) –> I could do left and right 99. Sit and reach –> 30.5cm 100. Ken-dama (you were given 10 chances) –> Done in one try successfully!

#takarazuka #takarazuka revue #minami maito #flower troupe #senka #photobook #hibiscus translates 100 questions

[stormblessed95]

Jikook were wearing matching earrings in Run today. Guess they bought a pair & split it and each wore one or they own the same pair and wore them coincidentally at the same time. Nothing big, just another cute moment of them matching. Speaking of matching, when Jikook wore those matching gold & black & gold & yellow wedding bands, what happened to that footage? Do they every plan on releasing it? We know they were doing stuff together a group, but we only got snippets & never the actual footage.

I'm convinced yall don't read my posts before sending in asks. 🙃😂

REGARDLESS. What do you mean what happened to the footage? This wasn't a documentary released or much of anything. The Instagram clips and stuff posted WAS it unfortunately. The gold band behind footage came from Dispatch D'FESTA shooting clips. They posted it on their Instagram and some on youtube shorts. The rest was paid content only available AT the exhibition, stages, etc.

They also did the group painting for the D'festa celebrations

Here's an unboxing someone did of all the photobooks too in case you wanted to see them

And a thread of photobook scans

More Behinds clips of them filming their performance videos for D'FESTA

And their actual performances here too. DNA:

And PTD:

And I have this post here of all their posters and all the members comments translated from the comments they left on each other's posters.

D'FESTA was Dispatch putting on a Kpop festival to celebrate their anniversary and BTS was part of the lineup. BTS pre-recorded all of their segments. And what we get video wise is either what Dispatch released as teasers or what ARMYS who paid for tickets and went filmed for us and shared the BTS cuts of stuff there and so video quality was, well it's just okay, its what we get when we steal content for free basically. Lol but Still wonderful!

Hope that helps a little. I think that's everything from BTS during the D'festa filming, at least, it's everything I can find easily.

EDITING TO ADD:

D'Festa released a movie with even more. I don't have a good link to watch the movie DVD in full without you needing to buy it (but I'll add it if I find one) and here is a thread with all the jikook moments from the DVD here

#jikook #kookmin #jikook d'festa #jikook in 2021

[galaxy--supernova-scans]

Upcoming Scans

Okay y’all here’s the thing...the only thing I really plan on getting in the immediate future is the digipack version of Rover (Kai’s comeback). I love the song, I’m just not...feeling the photobook versions, not like I was with his previous releases. Plus I uhhhhhh went a little crazy with Le Sserafim preorders.

Speaking of Le Sserafim, I don’t think I’m preordering the Jeju photobook. between the Japanese cards and the fan meeting goods, I just dropped a lot of cash on the Fimmies and the photobook is not screaming at me.

Also AKB48 is releasing a new single and Hii-chan is the center again so you know I gotta support, and I missed the preorder period for Nako’s graduation goods and I am SO UPSET that I went ahead and got some other Nako goods from the 16th single release.

Want me to have more money for more scans? Check out my IG and ebay accounts.

[rosedouhwo]

04/07/2023 Update

So here is an update on what is basically last week of this senior project. I am wrapping things up; editing the last few videos to upload, creating a couple posts, came up with a couple ideas to implement before the semester ends.

So I have about 5 more videos left but I've decided that three of them will not be used due to the quality and dialogue. I felt that the three that I do not want to use for my project had some issues such as loud noises, distractions, and just not looking as clean as I wanted to. I actually did plan for this which is why I planned to shoot 15 videos and hoped that I could get 10 out of this. I never formally wrote this down anywhere but it was in the back of my mind when I was planning my shoots and stuff(for in case people bailed or if the content just didn't end up being that good to use). I feel like even though I will most likely not be using three of those videos, I still have my work cut out for me in this last week of executing my project.

I still have to edit one more video(I have already finished editing 9; one waiting for approval), so I think this will be my tenth and final edit that I will be using for my Instagram page.

I also have been curating posts containing quotes and pictures of the interviewees so the audience knows who said what. I think that this adds a bit of character to my page and also gives people a shorter form content to view that will give them the gist of what the questions were, what the answers were, and overall what my project is about(how social media forms and maintains relationships. I have made two tonight and plan to curate three more before Monday, April 10th, so that I will be ready to post my remaining content.

I also came up with another idea to make my page look fuller; I plan to post the photos that I choose for my photobook. I created a photobook and used select photos from the photoshoots I did with the interviewees in it. So now I plan to post these pictures to my Instagram story so I can make highlights for each of the interviewee pairs that I posted and shot. This can showcase the photography I did and also promote the photobook that is coming.

Speaking of the photobook, the expected arrival date is April 11th so when that day comes I will have to make a couple more things to top off my project.

FIRST, I need to film a flip through and guide of the book as requested by the professor so that those who view my project online can see the final product.

SECOND, I need to share a PDF version of the file as well. There is a link online that shows essentially a PDF of the book but I am worried that after some time the book will disappear since it is on the website that I made the photobook on so to be safe I plan to scan the book myself and send the PDF copy to professor by APRIL 15th.

There is A LOT to finish off in this last week but I know it will all be worth it in the end and I honestly just can't wait to graduate!

[minachuuu]

Itzy Reaction to their S/O’s baby pictures

Okay, this is really cute and fluffy, not gonna lie. Thank you so much for requesting it!💜✨

Yeji

"Yeji! Dinner's here!" You called your girlfriend from the door after picking up the takeout you ordered, but she wasn't responding. "Yeji?" 

You approached the living room, and nothing. The kitchen? Not a trace. You left the bags over the counters and continued to search for her. The last place you searched for her was in your bedroom, where you found her giggling and gasping, browsing through an old photo book you had brought all the way from home. 

"Where did you find that!" You rushed to her side, trying but failing to take it away from her hands. "Yeji!" 

"It was under the bed and I was just cleaning!" She turned the page and gasped once again and your chubby baby cheeks. "Look at you! Such a cute and pretty baby that grew up to be the cutest and prettiest person I've ever seen."

The complement caught you unprepared, your cheeks flaring in a variety of red and pinks. Every word you had to fight against her just gone, banished away from your mind. 

"You… you really think I'm cute?" You stuttered. 

"Of course you dummy!" She laughed. She grabbed your chin with her hands squeezing gently. "Do you think I would be dating you if you weren't the most amazing person I have ever met?" 

Yeji placed a gentle peck over your lips, melting you completely. With more following until you were giggling like little playful kids. 

"Now…" She turned back the pages, pointing at one specific picture. "Would you care to explain why you were wearing a bucket over your head?" 

You sighed, smiling at the childhood memories of it all. Nodding, you took Yeji's hand and guided her and the book in her hands to have dinner. A night full of fantasy and happy stories, all thanks to an unplanned discovery. 

Lia

"And I thought this only happened in movies!"  Jisu teased you, winking as you followed behind them, whining non-stop. She was being dragged into the living room by your mom, who was incredibly excited to show her your childhood pictures.

"My dear, she's part of the family now!" Your mom gently touched Jisu's arm inviting her to sit comfortably on the couch. "She has every right to look at those pictures! And to have a little blackmail for when you get difficult."

"But Mom!-" You whined, 

"You shouldn't talk back to your mom!" Jisu teased you as your mother took out photobook, after photobook, after photobook. Something was telling you this was not going to be a short visit. 

You decided to avoid the second hand embarrassment and went and made some hot tea for the three of you, only listening to your mom telling her all kinds of stories about you as a child, with Jisu adding some jokes about how 'Oh, they're still like that, they haven't aged one bit' and your mother agreeing, both of them cooing, and overall really enjoying the entire scenario. 

You returned with the tea, hopeful that they had gone over the entire albums already, but instead found them on… probably the pages you would least want someone to be in. 

"And this was the first bath!" You mom pointed at your picture. 

"Moooom!!" You turned around, completely embarrassed and drenched in red. "Why would-" 

"Oh c'mon, she's your girlfriend!" Your mom defended, just when you felt a text arriving on your phone. You took it out, opening Jisu's conversation and found:

Wouldn't be the first time I've seen you naked either👀🙊

You spat your tea all over the living room, barely avoiding your mom and girlfriend. And with Jisu's laughter in the background, you excused yourself out of that room… for good. 

Ryujin

One cozy afternoon, you were looking at some pictures of you two together while chatting over the bed, when suddenly she stumbled upon some baby pictures your parents had scanned and sent you. She begged for you to let her see them, and after ten minutes of begging, you finally let her. 

"Wow…" She kept strolling through every picture. "You were really cute!" 

"You think I-" 

"Were…" Ryujin turned around and faced you, trying to control her laughter at your confused face. "What happened to you though?"

Only took you a few seconds to understand, your smile dropping and your eyes rolling, as Ryujin just burst out laughing at your concerned face. 

"I'm just kidding!" She launched herself at you, filling your face with kisses between laughter. "You know I'm just kidding! You are still the cutest!" 

"Give me back my phone!" You took your phone out of her hands in between all the wrestling, closing the gallery and even turning it off. "I'm not gonna let you see those again!"

"Noooo! Please!" She whined, immediately jumping off of you. She put her characteristic exaggerated sad face, pouting her face, almost acting innocent enough. "Please, can I see them again?" 

Ryujin knew perfectly the effects that her tantrums had on you, you just couldn't bear seeing her sad even if you knew she was just putting on a facade for her own benefit. Throwing the phone on the bed in front of her as you sighed, you stood up as she wheezed in happiness, grabbing it and quickly unlocking it. 

"Fine, but it stays between you and me!" You made your case as you excited the room. But just as you crossed the door, Ryujin's phone rang with the usual tone it had when you messaged her "What was that?... Ryujin!" 

"Nothing!" She couldn't contain her chuckle as she responded urgently. 

Chaeryeong 

"Chaeryeong, come here!" You called your girlfriend. You had just come back from a trip to your childhood city, grabbing some stuff to take back to your new home. "I want to show you something!" 

"What is it?" She approached the living room, her eyes glistening in curiosity. She sat beside you on the couch, but looked all around and found nothing. She furrowed her eyebrows, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "Did you make me come for nothing?" 

"Oh course not! But it's a surprise, so close your eyes" You chuckled. She scoffed but followed your instructions, covering her eyes with her hands. You took out an old photo book, filled with a lot of your childhood pictures and opened it on Chae's lap. "Alright, open!" 

She opened her eyes, instantly falling into a picture of you as a baby with the cutest fluffy bear costume you could ever imagine. 

"Look at you!!!" She gasped, clutching the album in her hands and bringing it closer to her eyes. "You even have a little bow! And your smile! You've had that trickster smile all your life!" 

You giggled at your excited girlfriend, barely paying attention to the album in her hands. It's just that, the way she was so excited and eager, her eyes glowing and wrinkling on the edges because she couldn't stop smiling. And her lips… that were moving. 

"... Would you do it?" It was the only thing you understood after coming back to reality. "Please?" 

"Yeah, sure!" You answered, hoping she wouldn't notice how lost you were in her. 

"Perfect! Then I'll order you a bear onesie!" She jumped excited out of the couch, tossing the album aside and scrolling through her phone. "It's going to be so cute to see you recreate these pictures!" 

"Wait, what-" But no turning back, in a way or another you had brought this mess to yourself, and if it made Chaeryeong happy, might as well try.

Yuna

Clutter day, just like you and your girlfriend liked calling it. A day where you decided to clean your house, not only getting rid of dirt and trash, but sometimes also bad vibes or stress. Cleaning always helped after a big project or hefty comeback. You were giving some finishing touches to the kitchen counters when you heard Yuna gasp from the bedroom. 

"No way! You had this hidden away from me all this time?" She marveled, immediately followed by the sound of her phone camera. You snapped your head around, and on her hands they lied… a bunch of your baby pictures scattered across the bed. "This is the cutest thing I have ever seen!" 

"Yuna! Give that back!" You sprinted towards her, and she reacted as fast as you had ever seen someone do so, grabbing all the pictures and placing them in the metal container you had them and started running away too "Hey! No! Come here!" 

The cleaning session became a very intense game of tag, with Yuna skillfully avoiding all the furniture and jumping over couches just to protect the casing. 

"Why won't you let me see them!" She whined as she shielded herself on one side of the couch. "You were such a cute baby!" 

"That's not true! I looked like a raisin!" You answered, swinging your arm. Trying, but failing to catch the case. 

"That's the thing! All the babies look like raisins!" Yuna chuckled, "It doesn't mean they're not cute though!" 

She tried jumping across that one couch, but tripped right into your arms, making you both fall down. You laughed together at the whole ordeal, finally taking back the photo case, but Yuna sighed disappointed, sad even. 

"Fine…" You handed back the case, watching her expression lighten again. "But they stay between us, okay?" 

"Promise!" Yuna planted a quick peck on your cheek, rushing back into the bedroom to keep looking at… the cutest thing she had ever seen, according to her. 

#itzy reactions #itzy scenarios #itzy imagines #itzy yeji #itzy lia #itzy ryujin #itzy chaeryeong #itzy yuna

[kim-woonhak]

omg ok ok so BASICALLY one of my favorite choreo parts for HWANG HYUNJIN: the lil flexing arms move he does in god's menu after the first chorus and all that jazz, and it's during seungmin's verse before the 2nd chorus. IT'S SPECIFICALLY AT 1:51 IN THE DANCE PRACTICE VID! ANYWAYS: IT'S WHEN EVERYONE LIKE, DROPS DOWN A BIT AND THEY LEAN FORWARD AND SPREAD THEIR ARMS OUT SLOWLY!!! THE WAY HYUNJIN DOES IT JUST LOOKS SOOO FLUID AND BEAUTIFUL I LOVE IT SO MUCH! I TOLD MY DAD THIS AND HE GOES "pfft i can do that." BC HE LIKES TO MESS WITH ME, aND IM LIKE NO!! NOT AS SMOOTHLY AS HYUNJIN, BESTIE! and then i aLSO LOVE HIS MOVE RIGHT AFTER HE DOES HIS "NE, SONNIM!" LINE, WHEN HE DOES THAT LIL BOUNCY RUN (or wALk?) BACK TO THE CENTER AND HE DOES THE "COME HERE" MOTION WITH HIS HAND AND THEN HE SMACKS HIS HANDS LIKE HE'S GETTING FLOUR OFF OF HIS HANDS OR SOMETHING AFTER COOKING AND I JUST!! LOVE THAT SO MUCH!! HE JUST EXUDESSSS CONFIDENCE DURING THAT PART AND I LOVE HIM FOR IT!! HE MAKES ME WANT TO BE MORE CONFIDENT! I LOVE HIM SO MUCH DFJHGKFD OMG AND MY FAVORITE LOOKS FOR HIM?? ALMOST any kind of blonde hyunjin is up there lmao, but I reALLY love god's menu era hyunjin!! especially the beret fit!!! AND THAT EASY ERA LOOK WHERE HE HAS THE BLACK HEADBAND ON AND HIS LONG BANGS ARE HANGING ABOVE THE HEADBAND AND DOWN THE SIDES OF HIS FACE! OMG AND ALL IN HYUNJIN!! THE LOOK WITH HIS HAIR DOWN BUT THE ONE SIDE OF HIS HEAD HAS LIKE...4 MINI SECTIONS OF HAIR TWISTED AND PINNED BACK?? i love it :( AND CHRISTMAS EVEL HYUNJIN (the photobook looks)! i open my album so often, just to admire his looks from that era. AND OFC THUNDEROUS HYUNJIN :( YOU KNOW HOW MUCHHH I LOVE HIM WITH THAT BLACK HAIR DOWN BUT SOME OF IT PULLED BACK INTO A PONYTAIL, AND THEN THE STRANDS HANGING DOWN IN FRONT AND THOSE GIANT CLIPS ON THE BACK OF HIS HEAD IN THAT CUTE PATTERN! AND THE WHITE STRANDS OF HAIR MIXED IN!!! oh but ofc not just the hair...i love his fit with those chanel suspenders...anyways <3 i love hwang hyunjin idk idk just some thoughts i have on a daily basis :D

i want to include so many pictures but i talked so much already lmAO help me

first of all EVERYONE GO WISH DANI A HAPPY BIRTHDAY hehehehehe <333333

bestie i just replayed 1:51 like 50 times omg i've never noticed that before but it is SO SATISFYING TO WATCH??? (also ur dad is funny sdkfjslmflekm.???)

and yES ALL THOSE LOOKS THANK U FOR GIVING A SHOUTOUT TO HIS SUSPENDERS I LOVED THEM SO MUCH DKSFLDFSMNKMS pls pls i will put some pics for everyone bc everyone deserves to see the looks u r talking about theyre soooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO PRETTY IMSNFSEKFS

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#ask game #hyunlixc #happy happy birthday beloved darling <33333 #reading u gush about hyunjin brings me such indescribable joy #like eVERY SENTENCE im sitting here thinking 'YES EXACTLY!!'

[prfm-multiverse]

do you have any more high resolution pics you can upload? photoshoots etc. i appreciate it a lot!!!

I don't own any photobooks or magazines myself. I can also only rely on resources from others. But i did linked some high-res photobooks scans from adthrawn. You can check the Twitter threads from adthrawn. He did scan all by himself in high-quality and as you can think it takes a while to do so. He might didn't published all on his Twitter. Like the Future Pop Tour Book and Perfume Portfolio Photobook for example. For some magazine shoots look here.

Budokan 10th Anniversary Tour Book ~Black Edition~

Cosmic Explorer Black Tour Book

Perfume Budokan Tour Book

LEVEL3 Tour Book Full Scans

Tokyo Dome (2010) Tour Book

Perfume Gurun Gurun Tour Photobook

#2021 #messages #prfm #perfume #photobook #photo book

[sanstropfremir]

Hey love, hope you're having a nice day

My mom strongly believes Taemin has a thing for using some sort of element to cover his head in most of his MVs. Obviously we're both too dumb to catch the symbolism (if any) so I thought why not ask someone who knows?

So what do you think? Is there any deep reason behind the head bags or is it just an aesthetic thing?

anon!!!! mwah!!! i'm having a better day because you sent this in!!!!

your mom is right, taemin absolutely has a thing for covering his head, specifically his face! you can see masks and/or veils (under the cut):

in the hit the stage performance of sayonara hitori

in the offsick concert teaser

in the nippon budokan performance of i’m crying

in the move mv here (there are several shots from this scene), and here

in the want mv here

there’s a quick shot of him pulling off a veil in criminal

and of course, advice. and again.

also some other images:

1. from the ngda act 1 promo photos

2. from the 2kids promo photos

3. from the move album scans

4. the cover of ngda act 2 messiah version

5. an actual bag over his head in the criminal mv

6. from the most recent short vcr in the ngda beyond live

7. from the sayonara hitori album scans

this is not an exhaustive list because i know i’ve missed some; i'm 80% sure there was a mask with the red outfit in the ngda act 1 scans but this is enough examples i think to show that it’s definitely deliberate. and i'm not even bringing up all the times he physically covers his face with a body part or it’s obscured through an effect, because then we gotta talk about the famous choreography, the idea choreography, the just me and you vcr, and countless promo photos and album scans from essentially every era in his entire solo career.

the backbone of the kpop industry in its current state is the idols' faces. human nature has proven time and time again that the easiest way to catch an audience is through a pretty face (by whatever the standards are at the time), and in an industry built on militant commercialism, of course the emphasis is going to be on those faces. you can see it in every bit of content. turning physical albums into mass collectibles, with multiple versions, giant photobooks, photocards. an idol’s face IS their uniform. when an idol doesn’t want to be seen, what's the first thing they do? cover their face. (and people still take pictures of them anyways). i’ve seen countless times on vlives and ig lives where an idol is wearing a mask and there will be a stream of “show us your face <3”’s until they do. their face is their brand. every decision a stylist, a publicist, a company makes is to optimize exactly how beautiful they can make their idols look, because that’s by and large what the fans want. obviously it's a product of the larger trend in unattainable beauty standards fueled by social media, but i'm not going to talk much about that, because it's a lot. if you’ve followed me for long enough (probably just for more than a few days tbh, since i talk about it constantly), you’ll have noticed that i'm a huge proponent of ‘ugly’ hair trends, and i'm a huge proponent of ugly styling in general. when idols have to be fashion models as well as inhuman performing machines, you’re setting them up to everything that plagues that industry as well, which means massive complexes about their faces and bodies, in the most mild of terms.

‘ugliness’ has freedom in it. part of the reason why i’ve gone extra insane for advice as a whole is because it IS ugly. taemin’s extensions ARE awful. his hands are blackened and dirty the whole mv, and so are portions of his body. he’s visibly flaunting his real tattoos*, which are still deeply stigmatized in the east. we see him get in a car crash. in arguably the most flattering/conventionally attractive outfit, he’s got heavy mascara tear tracks. the song isn’t particularly melodic, the choreography is childish and jerky, the lyrics directly call out the people that treat him like an object. and of course, the mask. all of these are cracks in the facade, confronting us, on purpose, with the crumbling of his perpetually pretty, perfect persona. he's hurt, he's angry, he's got his hands deep in the grime of living in the public eye that the public refuses to see, and now he's going to smear it all over himself until you DO see it. at the end of the mv his triumph is not that he washes himself clean, but that he paints overtop. gesso on an old canvas; a fresh start, but fundamentally informed by the things underneath.

taemin uses masks as a way to deface himself. both in the literal sense of removing his face from the equation but also in the synonomic sense of the destruction, the obliteration, the vandalization of himself. of his brand. known as sm’s pretty boy since he was 14, who is he if he doesn’t have his face?

as a general device the masks are an entreaty to address him on his own artistic merit. but they do often have specific meanings within their contexts. in the i’m crying performance it is to remove himself as an entity all together; he is anonymous now, an unseen narrator to the performers on stage.** in move and want it’s for emphasis on his body; proof that he can still ensnare you with his limbs alone. pulling off the veil/reversing it back on in criminal as a revealing/concealing of the two sides of himself on display in the mv. the literal suffocation of one of those sides with a plastic bag. the voice in idea says ‘you are my messiah,’ but the cover of the album denies confirmation of that identity.

there’s more to be dug into here, especially with the ngda act 2 photos but i’d have to go back through my catholic iconography notes again and this would be a lot longer than it already is. i’m also looking at this from a western perspective, there are undoubtedly double meanings specific to a korean context that i haven’t clocked. but that’s the reason i love his work so much! it stands up to a lot of rigorous analysis and there’s always going to be something that i don’t catch right away, something more to learn.

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* we learned like yesterday that his hip tattoo is a peony, which he named as symbolizing freedom. peonies tend to have primarily positive meanings across east asian cultures, but in victorian floriography, they mean shame and sometimes anger.

** this style of performance is very common in cirque du soleil shows, especially the older ones from the early 2000s. it's pretty common to have a ballad or operatic singer featured as a ‘narrator’ to a specific story section of routine. i’m sure this is probably frequent in other places as well, but i’m naming cirque specifically because that’s where i’ve seen it the most, and also because there is an actual circus performer on stage during this. plus there’s a guy in a pierrot costume, who is probably the most famous clown***. (although the costume is technically wrong because pierrot is supposed to be unmasked. (ironic plays loudly in the distance))

*** clown of the technical variety and not clown of the honk honk birthday variety.

#taemin #im not just saying i like ugly hair because i have a neon orange mullet with an undercut #but also i do have a neon orange mullet with an undercut so that should give you a pretty good indication of my opinions #frankly im just for ugly clothes in general because im tired of looking at the same types of faces/outfits/whatever #thats been propagated by instagram and tiktok #also by celebrity culture and beauty standards in general #that being said none of what taemin is doing is actually ugly ugly #he definitely has waaaaay too much pride to deface himself physically that far and i doubt sm would ever allow it #this is just looking at his public persona and how it interacts with his art #his solo career in particular i think you would be hard pressed to find anything of shinee's that covers their faces #the odd concept photos are the only ones i can think of that come close #i think youd be hard pressed to find any group that willingly has covered or distorted faces in their main promotional material #without the purpose of like 'oh who is this going to be~~~' surprise type reveals #ok tags and the post are very long now i will stop #anon please give your mom a kiss for me i think it sweet you talk about kpop with her!!! #taemin meta #kpop analysis #text #anonymous #fun additional fact about me which is very indicative of my current path in life #i used to make my parents tape cbc broadcasts of cirque shows #those tapes and art attack were the only tv i watched with any consistency until i was like #12 #i didnt watch a single disney movie until i was like 14 maybe? #did watching only art attack and cirque irreparably fuck me up as a child? yea probably #but at least i dont have a sentimental relationship to the disney corporation so i won in the long run #kpop questions #group analysis

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Wakana Spring Live ～magic moment～ 2021 Review

Note: I FINALLY got my package. Now that I watched the full live in HD, I thought I would share m thoughts and a little present below the cut ^_^ As always, I would like to encourage everyone to SUPPORT Wakana by BUYING her Blu-ray!!! Her sales numbers aren’t the greatest which is a huge shame since this is a solid release.

Overall thoughts: I got the Limited Edition of course since I couldn’t resist the pretty sleeve packaging, the bonus documentary (so insightful) and the photobook (scans coming up soon). It is quite pricey but totally worth the money, especially if you are among those fans who liked “Magic Moment” much more than Wakana’s debut album. The release comes with a gorgeous clearfile as tokuten so be sure to get it! Try going for the Regular Edition if you want to save money. As for the live itself, it was a pleasure to watch and I can see myself rewatching it a lot (skipping a few songs though :P). Wakana’s voice coaching lessons are definitely starting to pay off. She has so much stamina these days. Can you believe that this was her SECOND live performance of the day? Her vocals were solid, even during her high-demand power ballads. At rarely any point did she sound overly-screechy to my ears, there were certain sections that didn’t sound 100% smooth but those parts definitely didn’t take away from my  overall enjoyment. On a side note, this live was a feast for the eyes, Wakana looked absolutely beautiful in her white dress and I even liked her encore outfit even though it was a little “out there” XD During the more up-beat songs, her smile literally lit up the entire hall. Seeing her have so much fun on stage is healing. I feel like they may have gone a little overboard on the blurry filters from time to time but I guess that was on purpose. 

1.揺れる春: 6/10. This is obviously the perfect cute intro for a Spring Lives so I understand why Wakana put it here but I would have much preferred “breathing” as a grand entrance. Still so sad that this is the only song from the “magic moment” album that didn’t make it onto the setlist of this live. I know, we already got an official audio recording but I would have loved some video footage to accompany it :P Anyways, back to Yureru Haru. I haven’t really warmed up to the song yet. It’s not bad and I honestly love the verses since they are super precious and feel kinda nostalgic but the chorus doesn’t stand out imo. Also, her singing style during parts of the chorus isn’t my favourite and not overly flattering. 2.where: 4/10. Oh no!! I was hoping Wakana would be singing the “ohhhohhhs”. She could have easily done it during the start and middle part of the song since it wasn’t overlapping with her other vocals. This seems so rushed? Is it just me? I haven’t listened to the studio version in a while but I know that I quite enjoyed that and it definitely didn’t make me feel as fidgety as this. Don’t know what it is exactly but it keeps me from getting into the song. I guess this is the biggest disappointment for me because I wanted to like it. 3.君だけのステージ: 4/10. I will admit it, this is not my favourite song. It’s just way too long :P But it is a very good and energetic performance, really no complaints when it comes to Wakana. But experiencing it live at the venue would have made it so much better for me. Oh well, nothing that can be done about it. The scat part at the end was a pleasant surprise. Would have loved to hear more of that. 4.442: 100/10. Honestly a masterpiece. One of Wakana’s best solo songs up-to-date and so very perfect to show off her vocals. Hearing it live like this with a band arrangement is a revelation. I love the wailing in the beginning and all the strength she conveys throughout the rest of the song. 5.ひらり ひらり: 3/10. Another song I haven’t warmed up to yet. No real thoughts. It’s one of those songs that’s just very forgettable, not bad per se but there is just nothing at all that attracts me to it. :-( As you can tell, I wasn’t entirely happy with some of the setlist choices. Wakana obviously wanted to include all the album songs but some of them are just not my cup of tea T_T 6.夕焼け: 6/10. This is one of the pieces that gets better every time I listen to it. And the latter half of the song is generally much nicer. I am always surprised by how much I actually like it when it’s over :P 7.アキノサクラ Acoustic ver.: 7/10. I am distracted by that harmonica sound-alike thingy Satoshi Takebe is playing XD Still, I have come to really like this song last winter so it is always appreciated, especially the acoustic version. Wakana is struggling a bit during the ending but nothing too bad. 8.myself: 100/10. Utter perfection. So much better than the studio version. And I am not saying this because I disliked the studio version, quite the contrary actually, I LOVED it but these two versions are honestly miles apart. Wakana’s live performance feels so much more raw and emotional. And her vocals in this are pretty much flawless, I can’t even begin to describe how this song makes me feel. A perfect ballad for Wakana. 9.メロディー (Cover): 8/10. My first reaction was boring. But by the third listen I was totally smitten and now it’s among my faves from this live. Be sure to give it a few tries, it really grows on you. I can tell why Takebe would choose this for Wakana. 10.元気を出して (Cover): 8/10. Ahhhhh, so freaking cute and old-school. Nothing beats a nostalgic, fluffy pop song from the 80s. I am here for this content. The “lalalas” at the end are LOVE. 11.オレンジ: 6/10. I like the song but I have to be in the mood for it. And here we have that fake harmonica thingy again. I enjoy the sound of a harmonica about as much as the sound of an accordion (which means not at all :P) but it fits the vibe of the song so I am okay with it. The bridge is usually my favourite part but Wakana’s delivery wasn’t as smooth as I would have liked. It was nice to have this right after “Genki wo Dashite” because both are encouraging pick-me-ups. 12.恋はいつも: 10/10. One day I wanna hear her sing the “baby, baby” part!! Please! Another absolutely highlight, you all know that I ADORE  this song, I could listen to this FOREVER. It’s such a shame the corona guidelines do not allow the audience to sing along because the ending is so much more powerful if everyone is actually singing instead of just clapping. 13.Happy Hello Day: 8/10. Such a feel-good piece. Initially I didn’t like it much but seeing it performed with an audience during her Music Party and now here, has really made me fall in love with it. I have mentioned it before in my initial reaction to the YouTube leak but I wish she would have sung some lalalas at the end just as she did during her Music Party. 14.magic moment: 9/10. I KNEW I would love this song more once I got to hear it live. I still feel like the composition is a bit choppy and thus not as flowy as I would have liked from a power ballad like this but OMG, Wakana’s live performance is EVERYTHING. Blown away by her powerful vocals, she OWNS this song 15.時を越える夜に: 10/10. Two power ballads back to back. What more could I ask for? I know not many people liked Wakana’s solo debut but I personally always thought it was perfect for her. I consider this to be one of her best songs. Say what you will about Takebe but he certainly knows how to make Wakana shine, at least in my opinion. And the song has only gotten better with every live performance. Although I think I preferred the version from her Voice Tour. So very glad we got at least one track from Wakana’s first album. The original setlist actually included Kinmokusei and Kioku no Hito which are two of my faves (they were later exchanged with the two covers). 16.春を待つ (Kalafina Cover): 8/10. Despite this being one of Keiko’s favourite Kala-songs I never could bring myself to really appreciate it. It’s just an okay song for me. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy it quite a bit but I don’t go out of my way to listen to it. However, I very much loved Wakana’s cover though, she does a good job singing everyone’s lines and since the original doesn’t have any harmonies her solo performance doesn’t feel too lacking. 17.あとひとつ: 10/10. Always a treat. Can’t believe this STILL hasn’t gotten an official release :P  But I understand Wakana’s reasoning, she wants to keep this song a unique live experience and it really is. I can’t help but tear up whenever she is singing this.

Documentary: I haven’t watched all of it yet but OMG, this is so cool. The first 20 minutes are dedicated to rehearsals. I love seeing Wakana like this, just being her cute dorky self. But poor baby, it was hard seeing her this exhausted after the big studio rehearsal (that’s what the gif is from - being her overdramatic self, she literally dropped dead to the floor). The second half of the documentary is Wakana talking about the production of the live and the different songs of the setlist. 

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[escapewriter]

Lover

pairing : vernon x reader

synopsis : love makes you do crazy things, except this wasn’t really crazy for him. he’s just a man in love who’s willing to do it all for you.

genre : fluff, like a lot of fluff, humor

word count : 3.6k

warnings : none

posted : 2/17/21

a/n : ty ty to @woozisnoots for beta reading. i really needed it or it would’ve sounded so awkward so tysm alex <3 and HAPPY VERNON AND SEOKMIN DAYYYY. tell me why this took me almost a month to write even though its like... eh. neway, I HOPE YALL ENJOY, it has that princess and the frog vibe.

TAGLIST : @vibecheckvernon @beomiebear5 @lightoflife @skylions-den @noniesgirl @woozisnoots

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pieces of love masterlist // playlist // main masterlist

‘Letter 355’ was written in big letters on the front of the envelope. You sat on the bed as you tore the sealed flap open. Vernon has been writing you small notes ever since your 6th year anniversary. This is the first real letter you’ve gotten because before, it was simple post-it notes, and as your 7th year together approaches, you can’t help but wonder what he has planned this time.

You took out the paper, unfolded it and scanned his messy handwriting. You smiled as your fingertips touched the ink on the paper. You began to read:

Ma Belle,

I hope you will have a wonderful day today. Are you surprised you’re getting a letter instead of a post-it note? You probably are lol. Anyway, I just wanted to say I’m sorry for the messy handwriting, I had to leave early this morning and didn’t have time to write neatly, or spell correctly so if you see some typos, you didn’t (cue the clown emoji).

Also, a heads up, I may be returning home late due to the guys wanting to hang out, so if you need me, call me. And yes, I’ll text you if I have to stay at one of their apartments and I’ll text you when I leave. I know the drill ;)

Please be safe today, and you know MY drill don’t you? It’s the exact same thing I said above, HA! So, text me when you leave the house and when you arrive at work. I can’t wait to see you again (even though we live together). I love you Ma Belle. Just 10 more days!

Love, Vernon

You smiled at the nickname he had given you as you felt the familiar rush of fireworks erupt in your stomach, hugging the letter close to your chest. You couldn’t believe how lucky you were to have a man like Vernon. He took time out of his day for almost a year just to write you a letter every morning so you could wake up happy. He is an absolute crazy man for doing this.

You folded up the letter and carefully placed it back in the envelope. You went to your desk, grabbing the photobook on the shelf and opened it, seeing where you kept all his notes for the past year. You flipped to a page and inserted the letter in an empty slot. You closed the book and placed it on the shelf once more, looking at it as you thought about how he was capable of doing something like this for a whole year, who knows what he has planned for your anniversary.

~

Vernon has a lot planned actually. He is going to keep writing you letters every morning before he goes to work, but on the day of your anniversary, it’s going to be a little different and he couldn’t wait for that day to come.

He walked alone, glancing into the stores that he passed as he waited for the call. He turned around and began to head back to where he came from before, feeling the buzzing of his phone. He looked at the screen and answered.

“Hey Shua, are you guys done?” He bit his lower lip a bit, hoping they got what he had asked for. He heard his friend sigh on the other end of the line.

“Hell yeah we got it.” Letting out a breath of relief, he nodded as he listened to Joshua tell him to return back to the car so they could go and eat. Hanging up, he walked quickly back to meet up with his friends.

He could not wait for the day to come.

//

You saw ‘Letter 360’ taped to the refrigerator when you reached the kitchen to prepare yourself breakfast. You had only received small notes like before ever since ‘Letter 355’, so you were a bit taken aback because you simply thought that he wrote a long letter due to his busy schedule that day. You weren’t sure what to expect of this though as he told you the night prior that he would be home before dinner.

You tore the flap of the envelope and took out the paper, quickly unfolding it as you began to read his messy handwriting:

Ma Belle,

Did you sleep well last night? I hope so because then I’ll feel bad for not being able to be there with you to make you feel better :( But!!! I hope this will make your morning a bit brighter if it wasn’t already. Inside the microwave are some pancakes that I made Mingyu bring for me because I would’ve burnt them. But they’re probably cold so you have to heat it up. There were 4 in total but I was hungry and ate one hehe.

Anyway, I’ll see you in a few hours, Ma Belle. Stay safe at work and text me! I love you!

Love, Vernon

You felt the warmth creep up in your chest as you grinned, rereading the letter again. Although this made you incredibly happy, you couldn’t help but think about what you could do better for Vernon in this relationship. You never want him to feel as if he was the only one putting effort.

After making a quick decision, you put the letter back in the envelope and brought it to your room, placing it in an empty slot of the photobook. You went back out to the kitchen and heated up the pancakes Vernon had mentioned, deciding that you will make a small trip to the store after having breakfast.

~

Unknowingly, you walked down the same path Vernon had the day he went out with his friends secretly without telling you. You passed multiple stores as you racked your brain for some sort of idea on what to get him. You already had your anniversary gift planned out for him, but that’s a secret that you have been keeping from him since day one. You just hope he doesn’t go searching for the photobook.

You walked slowly, glancing into stores to get some sort of idea before stopping in front of a jewelry store. You hesitated knowing that Vernon never wanted you to spend so much money on him, but look at where you are. You decide to tell him it’s an anniversary gift instead of just giving it to him tonight so that way he wouldn’t get mad at you. Yeah, that’s a better plan.

As you enter the store, your eyes immediately go to the locked glass cases of beautiful jewelry. Maybe you should’ve thought this through because you had no idea what to get him. Looks like guessing is the best bet for you.

//

You made it home from work just before Vernon got home. Quickly, you went to your room and took the box out of the bag and placed it behind the photobook. You disposed of the bag, making sure that Vernon wouldn’t spot any evidence of the fact that you spent a lot of money on him.

You were now in the kitchen, looking to prepare something for dinner before the front door opened with your boyfriend coming in with bags in his hand. You smiled and quickly met him at the door, grabbing a few bags before kissing his cheek.

“You bought dinner? I was planning to make something for you.” He smiled warmly and led you to the dining room, placing the bags on the table. He quickly kissed your cheek before holding one of your hands.

“Ma Belle~” The teasing sound of his voice echoed in your ears as you smiled widely, shying away a bit before you felt the tips of his fingers move your head to face his again, “You don’t have to cook for me tonight. Let’s just relax and enjoy the food I bought, how does that sound?” You stared into his hypnotizing eyes, the warmth in your chest rising as you nodded your head with a smile.

“Okay! Let's get some plates!”

//

You woke up to an empty bed, confused as to why Vernon wasn’t next to you. Sitting up straight, you looked at your night stand, searching for the familiar post-it note or envelope. You thought that maybe it was something similar to the letter 5 days ago where you found it taped to the fridge.

You stretched out your arms, yawning in the process as you heard your phone buzz on the table. Unplugging it, you opened your messages and spotted a familiar name. Boo Seungkwan.

‘You home?’ You didn’t know why he was texting you at this time, he was usually asleep. And he knows that it’s your anniversary with Vernon today, so you were confused as to why he was asking if you were home.

‘No. I’m with Vernon.’ Obviously you lied to try and get out of any sort of event he may have planned just so you can eat a small breakfast and get ready for the day. You just have to find Vernon’s note.

‘Bullshit. I’m with Vernon right now.’ Your eyes widened, a scowl appearing on your face as you questioned why Vernon was with Seungkwan instead of you. ‘Why are you with Vernon? Where are you guys?’

On the other side of the phone, Seungkwan was panicking. He knew that you weren’t with Vernon because Vernon was with Joshua setting up everything for your anniversary.

He looked around the room, thinking of an answer to come up with before Chan walked in, “Seungkwan? What are you doing here? Aren’t you supposed to be distracting them for Vernon?” He tossed his phone to the younger, eyes filled with fear and uneasiness. Chan read the messages and laughed, “Vernon will kill you if you don’t pull this off. Good luck!” Seungkwan groaned as he decided to just show up at your home and keep you occupied.

You stared at the messages, expecting him to answer but received nothing. You sighed and just locked your phone, mind now set on looking for the letter. Every step you took to look into a room, your fingers were crossed in hopes that you would find any sort of evidence that Vernon has left for you. Plopping onto the couch, you thought that maybe he just forgot to write today, but it didn’t make sense since he wrote everyday for a whole year without forgetting. Even in previous letters, he would count down the days until it was your anniversary. It just didn’t make any sense.

You heard the doorbell ring, an ounce of hope in your heart as you thought that it could be Vernon. He has a key to the house. You sighed and got up from the couch as you went to the front door, unlocking it with a click and opening it.

Your eyes met Seungkwan’s and it immediately turned into a glare. “I thought you were with Vernon, hm?” He grinned sheepishly and scratched the back of his neck.

“I lied.”

“I can see that.” You stepped to the side, making way for him to enter your house. You watched him sit on the couch as you closed the door and locked it. “What are you doing here, Seungkwan?”

“Uhm— Did you eat breakfast?” You saw his hands wipe down against his jeans, a nervous habit he had that you picked up on throughout your years of friendship.

“No I didn’t. And you avoided my question—”

“You haven’t eaten?” He stood up abruptly, determined to keep you distracted until lunch time, “Come on, lets cook some breakfast for you!” He turned towards the kitchen with you following closely after him after rolling your eyes and just letting it slide, thinking that maybe Vernon put him up to this.

//

Seungkwan sighed in content after finishing up his food, his eyes moving to meet your hard ones. “Seungkwan,” His eyes went to look around the room, just as long as they weren’t at you, “Seungkwan, stop avoiding eye contact.” He looked back at you, his lips pursed and throat feeling dry. “I have so many questions, but I won’t even bother at this point.” You shook your head and took your plate and his, bringing it to the sink and began to wash them.

As you were washing, you heard your name fall from his lips, “I can wash them, you have to go get ready.” Your head shot up, eyes looking to the side but your head staying in place.

“Get ready how? Where are we going?”

Seungkwan got up from his seat and stood next to you, “Don’t play dumb. Do you want your letter or not?” Your eyes lit up, nodding as you turned off the water and quickly went into your room to wash up and get ready.

“Thank you Seungkwan!”

//

You sat in the car with the radio gently playing in the background. A comfortable silence fell upon you and Seungkwan, who was in the driver's seat. You remembered to bring your gift as you looked at the large bag sitting on the floor between your legs. You checked the time on your phone, seeing that it was almost lunch.

“Wow, if Vernon planned a lunch, I’m glad you ate most of the breakfast food.” You out the window, giggling with Seungkwan.

“That was the whole point of me eating all the food. I had to keep you busy for a few more hours.”

You sighed and nodded your head in understanding, turning your head to look at the side of his face, “Where are we headed to anyway?”

He glanced away from the road to look at you for a split second before lifting up his hand, his pointer finger placed on his lips as he made a ‘shh’ sound. “It’s a secret.”

“Well can you tell me if it’s far? I kind of want to take a nap.”

“Go for it, but don’t get mad when I wake you up.”

//

Your eyes fluttered, feeling the cool breeze against your skin as goosebumps rose. You opened your eyes, seeing your boyfriend standing next to you with the car door open. He flashed his gummy smile, holding his hand out for you to take, “Ma Belle~”

You looked down at the floor as you placed your hand in his, stepping out of the car with your bag and present in hand. “Where have you been Vernon Chwe?”

You smiled cheekily at him to which he shrugged with a teasing smile, “I’ve been doing things.”

You began to smile, looking at your interlocked fingers as he led you to a familiar area. You scanned the place, seeing the light of the sun reflect off the little lake that you knew all too well. Your hand tightened in his grasp causing him to stop walking and to turn to look at you, “What’s wrong?” You pouted, puppy eyes boring into his as he smiled softly.

“You took me here? I thought this place became private property and people weren’t allowed to be here.” He laughed softly and brought up his hand, placing his pointer finger against his lips.

“Shhh, we’re not.” Your eyes widened as you hit him with your bag and he laughed, “I’m kidding, I talked to the owner and they were fine with it, come on, let’s go.”

He brought you over to a picnic setup, the tall tree providing you shade that can cool your down from the scorching sun. You both sat down on the blanket, looking out to the lake with the mini table in between. You sighed in content, your eyes never leaving the shining lake, “Vernon this is incredible. I’m so happy you were able to get us in here.” You looked over at your boyfriend, a smirk on his face as he held up the missing letter.

“I know you’ve been wondering where the final letter was but I don’t know if I want to give it to you just yet.” You rolled your eyes, crossing your arms. “You have to eat with me first and then I’ll give you the letter, okay?” You smiled and nodded your head happily, the thought of what could possibly be in the letter consumes your mind.

//

You finished your food with a toss of your napkin to the plate, your eyes immediately going to Vernon who was laughing softly. “I know what you’re going to ask, but first let me open my gift, please?” He pouted in which you rolled your eyes in response.

“Fine.”

You handed over the bag, biting your lip out of a nervous habit, watching him take out the tissue paper and spotting the box and photobook. He took out the photobook, looking at you with an unsure expression before opening it. Raising his eyebrows, he found every note he has written to you, and next to it is a note you have written in response.

He took a deep breath, flipping through all the pages, trying to be as slow as possible just to tease you, but no luck, “Vernon you can read it at home.” You whined next to him as he slightly glared at you,

“Hey, I just want to appreciate you.” Still, he listened and put the photobook back in the bag and then took out the box. He opened the top carefully and stared at the piece of jewelry laying inside.

He head lolled to look at you, another pout on his lips, “I told you not to buy me anything expensive.”

You giggled and nodded your head towards the bracelet, “Dig a little deeper Vernon,” He rolled his eyes at your remark of quoting the song before taking out the chain. He turned the small heart-shaped charm over and found your name next to the words ‘Your Evangeline’ engraved in it.

His grip on the chain loosened as he handed it to you, holding out his arm, “Put it on for me?” Quickly you wrapped it around his wrist and locked it in place, beaming with happiness. “I love this, I just— it’s beautiful.”

“Can I read the letter now?” He sighed in defeat as he failed to stall everything a little while longer.

“Way to ruin the sentimental mood.” He handed you the letter, watching you bounce in excitement as you prepared to rip it open.

“Wait! Read it up there, next to the lake. Pretend I’m not here, like how you would read any letter in the morning, okay?” You nodded standing up and scurried over to the lake, thinking about how weird it was that he asked you to read it at this spot. The thought left your mind the second your eyes scanned ‘Letter 365’. Your heart pounded in your ears as you ripped the flap open and pulled out the paper. You began to read:

Ma Belle,

Happy 7th year Anniversary! Can you believe it has been seven years we’ve been together? It feels so amazing. I’m sorry you had to read this through a letter, but I feel like writing it out conveyed my feelings better than when I just wing it. So, I hope you prepare yourself because this is going to be a ride full of cheese and cringe.

I remember our first date here. It was very cheesy and seemed too extravagant for a first date, but we have known each other for a few months before I asked you out, so I call it a success. Anyway, I’ll never forget the look on your face when you saw the little fairy lights light up just at the snap of my finger. You said it looked like fireflies and reminded you of Princess and the Frog. Anyway, getting back to the point, the point is, this little lake holds a place in my heart because it was all those months of me silently pining after you to finally be able to take you here, it made me realize that I love you. And I want to spend the rest of my life with you.

Oh! Which reminds me of our first here, when we danced to the soundtrack of the movie. It’s random, I know but I don’t think you remember that. You probably won’t remember me proposing to you either, would you? Turn around Ma Belle :)

You slowly turned around, the blanket and picnic table gone, all that’s left in front of you is Vernon down on one knee holding up a small box displaying a beautiful ring. The arm holding the letter drops, your free hand coming up to slightly cover your mouth now agape. From his shaky hands to his beaming smile, the love you had for the man in front of you intensified.

He cleared his throat and took a deep breath, “So, do you remember now?” The water in your eyes that have been threatening to spill finally let go as you nodded your head, “Ma Belle~” That damn grin on his face made your knees shake, “Will you be my Evangeline and marry me?” Your legs collapsed, your knees hitting the grass as you hugged Vernon tightly, whispering ‘Yes’ into his ear.

The amount of love you felt in your heart took over as you cried silently against him. He pulled away, laughing softly as he wiped your tears and brought your hand up, slipping the ring onto your ring finger. “Hansol Vernon Chwe, no wonder you wanted to open my gift first.”

He shrugged, looking into your eyes with that same teary smile before leaning in and placing a soft yet meaningful kiss on your lips. In that magical moment, you knew that this is all for you; he is all for you and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

#caratwritersclub #newskynet #seventeen #seventeen oneshot #seventeen imagines #seventeen drabbles #seventeen scenarios #seventeen reactions #seventeen au #vernon #vernon chwe #svt vernon #pieces of love #HAPPY VERNON DAY #HAPPY SEOKMIN DAY

[kayr0ss]

Sunday Candy

[Diakko, Fluff, Easy going Fic, Grumpy Diana, Established Relationship, Diana POV - Thinking] AO3

Summary: Diana's having a bad day. But Akko lets her know that "I'll be there in twenty!" Everything gets better as she's counting down the minutes.

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Today was not a good day.

Diana walked briskly through campus, expression perfectly neutral save for the grip she had along the strap of her shoulder bag. It was the only outward manifestation of her temperament that she would allow, and so she poured out all her frustration into the action—so much so that her knuckles were nearly going white.

A frustrating Anatomy class followed by an equally disastrous practical test in Pharmacology. Splendid combination, if one were on a quest to discover the recipe for a medical student’s bad day.

It felt like there were thorns to her chest.

She glowered at the shrubbery of the open spaces between the buildings, finding them dull under the dreary London weather. She set her jaw while staring right into the backs of freshmen who traveled in packs of five and above, walking at the pace of snails. If only her eyes could shoot lasers beams—oh if only. Was it even legal to talk as loudly as their walking was slow? She didn’t need to hear about whatever film it was their social sciences professor imposed on them to watch. 

But she wasn’t as petty as to engage them in conversation (even if it was a reminder to uphold proper student decorum), so instead she had side-stepped along the walkway and walked faster so as to out-pace them. She scanned her eyes along campus, observing students huddled together and playing music along the benches. A dance group went over their routine at the opposite end by the grass. Funnily enough, there was a group of younger students sitting in a circle studying, comically mimicking snapshots from college websites and brochures.

It was kind of annoying. If only because her dour mood was enough to paint any sort of stimulus as unpleasant to absorb. She continued her pace towards the western end of the campus, where she was due to meet Akko for coffee at the library café. It was a passable café at best, she supposed.

Just as she was about to go on mental tirade on how distracting and unnecessary all the campus activities were, her phone vibrated along with a ‘beep.’

16:47 Akko Kagari: ‘I’ll be there in twenty! 😊’

Five words and a smiley.

Five words—looking up at her through the glass screen of her cellular phone—were enough to wash away the weariness that had settled on her shoulders. Her hand relaxed, releasing the leather strap of her bag from her death grip and she only realized after the fact that it was beginning to grow sore.

She took a deep breath, slipping her phone back into her pocket, and continued to walk.

Perhaps she was being a bit mean? She looked over her shoulder, seeing that the group of students who were walking looked lost and weren’t sure where to go. They seemed to find security in their number, excited to deepen what looked like a freshly-blossoming friendship. Perhaps wishing ocular lasers upon them was a bit too much.

Ah but they were so loud!

Diana huffed through her nose, turning back towards the direction of the library. A cup of coffee, a slice of cake, and the presence of her girlfriend were sorely needed if her temper was anything to go by.

Ah. Her girlfriend.

By the time she had crossed through the open spaces along the center of campus it was only fifteen-minutes-to-Akko.

And, okay—maybe she was being overly dramatic about the plants and the weather. While she walked, she put effort into watching the gardens and shrubbery—she noticed they were about to bloom. The milder weather meant their flowers didn’t wilt away, and she fondly recalled many afternoons spent hand-in-hand with the brunette through this very walkway, taking their time to notice how deeply red the petals were.

Like her eyes.

Diana smiled at herself without realizing it. Now that was cheesy.

It was the first smile she had pulled for that entire afternoon and she almost shook her head. “Right.” She mumbled, mostly to herself. “I was in the middle of being grumpy, I believe.”

It would take several minutes to walk from the medical wing to the library. In the journey in-between she had encountered more groups of students practicing in the open spaces. Some danced, like the earlier group, while others had huddled together with their instruments to practice for some sort of performance.

“You gotta slow down to listen to the music!”

Her girlfriend had told her this once. Diana let urgent pace of her footfalls slow into an easier pace. They were singing a song she’d heard Akko sing before—something uplifting that sounded like it had a lot of love to give.

Like Akko.

‘You gotta move slolwy’—they sang.

And then her easy walking fell to a full stop, even for just a minute, and then she smiled. It was from a mixture of the anticipation of seeing Akko, and remembering the sound of her voice.

‘Take in my body like it’s holy’

Perhaps she’d take back what she said about the how unnecessary campus activities were. Especially when they could be as pleasant as this—so effective at pacifying the embers of her temper that were threatening to smother her only minutes before.

Which reminded her—as pleasant as the song was, she had a café library go to.

At ten-minutes-to-Akko, she had forgotten all about the woes of her earlier Anatomy class.

The weather felt much more agreeable now, a pleasant chill against her skin that encouraged the need to hold or be held. It was overcast. How could she have missed this as she walked out of the medical building earlier? Perhaps, after coffee, she’d invite Akko for a walk. The notion of it excited her, and she was surprised to find a spring in her step that would have felt foreign to Diana of a little less than fifteen minutes ago.

She finally walked up the steps to the library entrance, pushing through the double-doors to find a picturesque scene of students milling about the grand central common area, speaking in hushed tones while they buried their noses in either books or computers. Once again, it looked right out of a brochure—but instead of irritation she found it was… wonderous.

It’s as though she could watch and see the essence of ‘learning’ come to life right in front of her; that mood websites and photobooks tried so hard to convey except… alive.

She checked her watch and saw that Akko should be arriving in about five minutes tops.

And that made her feel alive.

The café was at the back of the library, a relaxed environment that was much quieter than the cafes around and within campus—but it smelled just as lovely. It was tastefully furnished and never crowded, and their coffee and pastries were actually better than most. ‘Passable at best’ suddenly felt like a lapse of judgement, and she bemoaned her past self for ever having thought of this place as such.

There were butterflies her stomach, and they chased away the remnants of frustration Pharmacology had left her.

Three minutes before Akko’s arrival, she was reminded of how pleasant the ambience was—with colors that were vibrant but easy on the eyes. There was a little bit of white noise, a clink of the glass here and there, along with the steady, low rumble of chatter. But somehow it added character.

For all her overthinking, she supposed she was a simple woman. She tried to hold in a smile, sitting in her favorite café, wondering what could have upset her so much earlier?

Diana couldn’t remember anymore, nor could she care.

Five words, a smiley—and the reminder that she was going to be here soon had helped her forget.

The first thing she felt were a pair of hands settling on her shoulders along with the weight of a chin setting on top of her head. It was followed by a voice so familiar that her tense shoulders relaxed the moment she could hear it.

“Hey.”

There was soft kiss to her temple. A hand that reached for hers. The moment they had threaded their fingers together, she realized there were no thorns left to pluck out of her chest.

She saw a smile and flash of dazzling red eyes. Diana smiled back, feeling easy.

“’Hey’ to you, too”

At zero minutes to Akko’s arrival, she realized that everything would be okay.

And that today was a good day.

--

You gotta move it slowly

Take it in my body like it's holy

I've been waiting for you for the whole week

I've been praying for you, you're my Sunday candy

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fin

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A/N: I was (and am) in such a good mood because of this song. You guys have no idea - dancing in my room and just vibing kind of good mood. I felt like, for Diana, Akko would be someone who'd have that kind of effect on her. All the bad just kinda... goes away! Anyway this was a silly little idea and I hope it works out.

Gifting it to @shmehua1 who I remember through this song because we both like it, she is awesome, and well, she's one of my best buddies out here in the LWA fandom! Love you bro - you know this to be true!

#Diakko #Diana Cavendish #Akko Kagari #Atsuko Kagari #LWA Diana #lwa au #fanfic #dianakko #LWA #Little Witch Academia

[fyeahwheein]

Hi hiii, I was wondering if you know of any accounts that post scans for mamamoo/wheein?? I can't afford her album and there's this one picture I really want to have (it's on the small booklet inside the photobook, it's like from the shoulders up and you can see her tattoos). Thank youu💕

Hi! I don't think there's anyone who specifically posts mamamoo scans, some fans do share some every comeback though. Here are some twitter threads with scans: one, two, three and four.

I think this is the picture you're looking for? https://twitter.com/qwheeinflower/status/1385181923291455490/photo/4

but let me know if it's not, I have more than one copy of the booklet and I don't mind scanning it for you :D

#answered

[yanderes-stuff]

...Michael Andersen? There's barely anything for the dude, so you can do nsfw or sfw if you want?

Yeah sure bro let's get the yandere man with jean curtains to clap cheeks because your the only one that doesn't treat him like a psycho 

P.S I saved this for Michaels birthday and it's 3:22 am right now so I'll revise this later but I wanted to post right now

Tw: dubcon (manipulation) and cussing and yandere stuff and bad grammar 

Word count: 1,725

The door to your room gently shut. as you wandered to your bed waiting for Michael to come out of the bathroom after a long day relaxing together previously he was texting you about how lately he was feeling miserable all because only a few people don't treat him like an individual and those people would usually not bother to spend time with him

So out of pity, you decided to agree to invite him over to cheer him up after all that's what friends are for. Michael seemed to be appreciative of you since you would always comfort his misery at any chance you got especially the times he would come over uninvited crying over the loneliness begging you not to leave but it's worth it just to see him at peace for once

But alas he was faking his despair for your comfort he didn't know any other way that would get your instant attention so he decided that he was going to go to desperate measures you were the only one that was there for him and he needed you for himself

Which sometimes led to him sneaking into your room uninvited when he was feeling especially unstable at nightfall though by then you were in a deep sleep however he discreetly snaps photos of you sleeping to ease his nerves later which led to him having a whole photobook of candid photos taken without your knowledge but he couldn't help it! You're the only one that makes him feel soothed from his descending sanity 

But there were times when you were together where you would mention other people to him then he'd start fussing about the flaws of the person and telling you why he doesn't like them nevertheless he was clever about exaggerating his views on people but that's a bit of an understatement 

This leads to him enacting his plan right this moment without your knowledge he's been waiting quite a while to perfect this plan without any chance of failure he'll just have to protect you from those people as you did with him

With a gentle creak of the door, you hear Michael out the bathroom "Hey [Name.] Thanks for inviting me over." He muttered gently

"You're welcome I like it when you're here." You admitted your words made his heart warm-up although he didn't show that

"So uh [Name.] I was wondering if I can ask you something." He mumbled a light pink dusting contemplating over his next selection of words

"Hit me with it." You said casually looking up to meet his eyes that were staring right back at you with a hint of uneasiness to them

He swallowed thickly and his eyes scanned the room for a moment "Could we do the thing again...I just like being seen as an equal and being taken into consideration while I please you." 

You were quiet for a second a little startled but not disgusted you had an idea of what the aforementioned "thing" was quite some time ago since you had sex with him but it began when he implored you to have sex with him to unwind from his depressed state which you hesitantly agreed just to comfort him but you quickly grew to have the ritual relatively often until you grew apart for some time busy with other friends 

You held a small smile "Oh sure I guess...it's kinda been a while since we did it hasn't it." You agreed with an awkward laugh you patted the side of the bed signaling him to come to sit down 

Once he sat down he took you in his lap and cupped his hand to your cheek admiring your face once done gazing his lips crashed with yours in a fierce kiss while he massaged your right breast over your t-shirt after a few minutes of this you took off your shirt and threw it on the ground then he switched sides and gave the other the same treatment his lips danced around your collarbone 

He started playfully rubbing his fingers against your womanhood over your shorts then he slipped his hand in and started darting his fingers in and out now you could barely think straight with the sensations he was giving you and when you took a glance at his boxers you could see his cock bulging from within the fabric 

You awkwardly slipped off your shorts to give him easier access to your lower region you were dripping wet from the feeling of euphoria he gave hitting your sweet spot with his rough digits once he was satisfied with his effort he disrobed himself and crawled over your figure lining up with your soaked genitalia 

Then he fitted his girth in you with one quick motion and sits still for a second letting you adjust once you settled he started to rock his hips gently his breathing getting slightly erratic from the pleasure coursing through him than his movements quicken with speed his hips bucking back and forth against the bedrest then he put his hands to your neck not enough to choke you but enough to feel his hands there you can feel him chasing his climax with the thrill while you reached yours for a second time but before he could cum inside you he pulled out and came on your   Inner thighs and stomach with the hot sticky liquid

He crawled beside you and snaked his arms around the top of your body in a warm and cozy embrace you grabbed a nearby towel from the side table and patted yourself off before you snuggled him back 

"Let's just go to sleep and get some rest for tomorrow, deal?" He whispered in the tip of your ear

"Deal, good night Michael I love you." You mumbled your words made Michael extremely delighted and words couldn't describe how much he hoped you were being honest

"I love you too [Name.]" He returned the sentiment and with that watched you slowly go into a deep slumber 

When he was finally certain you were asleep he quietly tiptoed outside whilst grabbing a large kitchen knife on his way and when he strolled to your vehicle in your driveway and in one swift motion jabbed the knife into the rubber tire glancing around to make sure nobody saw quietly chuckling to himself 

As he was ensured there were no witnesses he walked away from the harsh hiss of the tire slash and came back inside and started once again to hold you close to him later in the morning when you both woke up and you cooked breakfast fluffy pancakes for Michael as well as yourself and told Michael you'll be right back to get mail

When you wandered outside to collect your mail from your mailbox when you discovered that your car had a flat tire noting this in your mind you went back inside your house and notified Michael while he was still at the kitchen table eating the food you made for him

"Hey Michael can you do me a favor." You implored him with a straight face standing next to the doorway

"Yeah, sure what" Michael answered back already knowing what you're going to ask him trying to hold back his excitement cupping his own chin with his elbow propped up on the table 

"Could you take me to the auto shop? I need a new tire. I think I might've cut it on a rock or something." You pleaded and continued "I'll pay you back somehow." A small frown on your face you didn't want to send Michael to get it by himself because you knew he didn't like being left alone 

"Yeah sure I'll take you but you don't need to pay me back." He told you casually he already knew how you would pay him back…

When you two got into Michael's car there was an uncomfortable silence you two tried to make small talk in the meantime but there was something off about Michael his eyes seemed to be more dilated lost in thought while still navigating through the strangely empty roads 

After a while more uncomfortable small talk there's another thing you noticed was a bottle of pills presumably medication and in addition to that some heavy-duty rope maybe it was for camping was a thought that cropped in your head but that thought was interrupted from the sight of the repair shop in the distance

Until…Michael passed it "Uh Michael you passed the shop buddy." You said trying to snap him out of his supposed trance but he just hesitated to answer until finally

"I know." He confessed giving you a side-eye while driving you can now make out the fact that his breathing is slightly more unstable 

"Sorry, but I can't let you go...love" he emphasized the last word in his sentence while you heard the click of Michael locking the car door before you could open the door to escape

Michael turned on an unfamiliar path that was secluded in a forest then he turned to you 

"Look, this is for the best. You don't understand now but your will." He growled he scrambled to you pinning your body between his legs as his figure loomed over you

Then he took your throat in his hands and started to crush it harshly still with that labored breathing and dilated eyes focused on you, but you tried to struggle but to no avail, your world was fading, and the last thing you saw before passing out was Michael leaning in to gently kiss you

You awoke chained to a bed presumably Michaels you squirmed trying to get up but you quickly realized that Michaels's arms were latched over yours in a tight grip and you could feel the rise and fall of his chest against your back 

"I love you so much, you have no idea what lengths I'd go to prove that or more so what lengths I'm going to prove that." 

#yandere slenderverse #yandere michael #slenderverse #michael anderson #mlandersen0 #fanfic #send asks #smut #birthday #request #Michael x reader #what the fuck #fuck it #yandere x reader

[vxxci]

LIMITED EDITION KIZU ONEMAN TOUR FINAL DVD

Hi. So I bought the limited edition Kizu ONEMAN TOUR FINAL 消滅 2020.2.11 EX THEATRE ROPPONGI DVD that includes a photobook. (dvd length is extended) Here are the scans for the case and the dvd. I will have more posts featuring the scans of the photobook as well as some gifs. Please dm me if you want the google drive folder link that contains the dvd and the scans.

#my merch #my scans #キズ ONEMAN TOUR FINAL 消滅 DVD #キズ #きょうのすけ #来夢 #ユエ #レイキ #kizu #kyonosuke #LiME #yue #reiki #visual kei #vkei #V系 #j-rock #music #dvd #ヴィジュアル系

[bebecue]

190115

Hyungwon x Reader | Fluff | 1723 words

“Are-are those photos of you?”

Hyungwon follows your gaze to the crowded wall of celebrity portraits, and you see him wince slightly when he notices what had drawn your attention. In the middle of all the portraits were seven photos of Hyungwon, covered in his undeniable signature, each of them framed in gilded wood.

You look at them and notice that they’re the teaser images used for each comeback he’s had with Monsta X.

“You looked so good with dark hair,” you remark with a grin.

Hyungwon responds with a bashful smile of his own, and he tries to quickly change the subject. “Should we order? The ribs here are Gangnam’s best kept secret.”

“Ah, no wonder you like coming here so much. The ribs, and a shrine dedicated to you.”

“Shut up,” Hyungwon quips, but you can tell he’s trying to suppress a laugh.

You scan your surroundings, and you notice that there’s no one else here who’s around your age. The other patrons of the restaurant are all older, around middle age, you estimate. Despite being located in Seoul’s trendiest district, the restaurant is only half-full at the most, and food is more free-flowing than alcohol is.

“I like it here because the ribs are good, and it’s close to the Starship building,” Hyungwon continues in his attempt to justify his restaurant choice. “And besides, not many people come here, so I can eat in peace.”

You nod, and keep your grin hidden behind your menu. You secretly loved it when Hyungwon got flustered, but he hated being teased. “Can we get some rice cakes too? I’m kinda starving.”

Once you and Hyungwon have decided on what to order, he waves the server over, who takes her notepad out from her apron pocket as she approaches your table. 

“Hey, kids, are you ready to order?” the woman asks with the most genuine smile you’ve seen in a long while.

She looks at you, then shifts her attention to Hyungwon. You see her eyes widen with surprise, and then crinkle with joy as Hyungwon stands and gives her a small bow. Hyungwon is probably a whole foot taller than her, but she manages to wrap him in a tight embrace, while Hyungwon chuckles and returns her hug with his wiry arms.

“Hyungwon!” the woman exclaims, releasing him and holding him out at arm’s length. “It’s so good to see you! Congratulations on your latest comeback and all your wins - we’re so proud.”

Hyungwon laughs, and he looks down as his hand rubs the back of his neck. “Ah, thank you, Auntie,” he says, still keeping his eyes down. But he’s beaming. You can tell that this woman’s compliment means a lot to him.

Auntie remembers that you are at the table with Hyungwon, and sees that you have stood up from your chair too. She looks you up and down, but catches herself, and her eyes shift from you, then to Hyungwon, and then back to you.

“Well, who is this?” She directs the question at Hyungwon, but she is looking at you with inquisitive eyes.

“Auntie, this is, uh, this is-”

“A friend,” you finish for him. Even though Hyungwon wanted to be open to the public about his relationship with you, you wanted to keep things under wraps. Some fans could be less than kind about it.

You say your name, and reach for Auntie’s hand. She takes it, clasps it with both of hers, and gives it a gentle squeeze. You feel a pleasant warmth start to spread across your chest.

“Any friend of Hyungwon’s is a friend of ours,” she tells you, and it sounds like she means it.

Still holding your hand, she cranes her neck towards the kitchen and bellows, “Dear!” in a voice you wouldn’t expect to come from a woman her size. “Dear, Hyungwon is here!”

You hear shuffling from the kitchen, and what sounds like a few pans being stacked quickly, before a broad man with thinning hair appears from behind the curtain, wiping his hands on his apron.

He takes a few long strides to your table, and Hyungwon extends his hand out to him. He, however, ignores Hyungwon’s hand and engages him in a rough hug. You see Hyungwon’s eyes bulge out of his skull, but he smiles widely, and does his best to return the hug.

“Good to see you, Hyungwon,” the man says, repeating Auntie’s sentiment.

“Thank you, Uncle, you too,” Hyungwon replies, before almost getting bowled over by the man’s boisterous pat on his back.

Like Auntie, Uncle realizes that you’re at the table too, and gives you a quick once over. “Who’s this?”

You’re starting to feel like you’re experiencing an episode of deja vu.

“A friend,” you repeat. Auntie is still holding onto your hand.

“A friend,” Auntie confirms, looking at Uncle.

Uncle nods slowly. “A friend.”

Uncle and Auntie are looking at Hyungwon with raised eyebrows, and you’re still waiting for Auntie to let go of your hand.

“Can we order now?” Hyungwon pipes up in an attempt to diffuse the tension.

Auntie laughs and releases you, and you almost exhale in relief as you return to your seat. Uncle heads back to the kitchen, shaking his head and smirking to himself. Hyungwon also takes his seat, and Auntie places a hand on his shoulder.

“Sure thing,” Auntie croons. “Your usual order? Ribs?”

“And some rice cakes,” Hyungwon adds. “We’re hungry.”

Auntie nods, and starts to make her way back to the kitchen when you yell after her.

“And some seaweed soup, please, Auntie! It’s his birthday today.”

---

The other patrons of the restaurant had left for the night, leaving you and Hyungwon surrounded by numerous dishes you couldn’t finish. Hyungwon had thanked Auntie endlessly, and kept apologizing for the leftovers, but she had convinced him to take it home for the other boys.

You had tried to pay for your and Hyungwon’s meal, insisting that it was your treat for his birthday, but Auntie had kept passing your notes back to you.

“On the house for the birthday boy,” she declares as he covers his face with his long fingers.

“You know what I want instead?” she asks as she wipes your table down and sets out some glasses and a bottle of soju.

Hyungwon grins. “I’m already one step ahead of you.”

He reaches under the table, pulls out a document holder, and places it on the table. You had been meaning to ask him what it was for, but the topic had eluded your thoughts during dinner. Now, you are about to find out.

Auntie takes it from him once he releases it, and she opens it. You take a peek, unable to contain your curiosity.

In the document holder is a photo of Hyungwon - more recent than the ones on the wall. You realize that it’s from one of the photobooks in their latest album, and it is covered in his signature scrawl.

Auntie almost squeals in delight, and once again, calls Uncle over. “Dear! Hyungwon has another one for us!”

Uncle emerges once again from the kitchen, and lumbers over to your table, joining Auntie in looking at the portrait.

“Let’s put it up!” he booms, while Auntie nods in agreement.

“Right now?” Hyungwon asks, incredulous.

“Right now!” Uncle replies affirmatively. “Hyungwon, we already have a frame waiting for you. Come help me put it up.”

“But there’s no more space!” Hyungwon insists, motioning at the wall.

“Ack, we can move Kim Jongmin,” Auntie says dismissively with a wave of her hand. “He’s only been here once, anyway. Most of them have.”

You suppress a snicker behind your hand as you see Hyungwon roll his eyes, but he stands up anyway. He gently rests his hand on yours, before he follows Uncle, who has disappeared to the kitchen again.

Auntie, sighs and replaces Hyungwon in his seat. You open up the bottle of soju, and pour a glass for her.

“Thank you child,” she groans, leaning back into the chair.

You smile, nod, and pour yourself a glass. Auntie looks at you and purses her lips.

“I’ve been feeding Hyungwon since before his debut. We’ve been taking care of him since he was a trainee,” Auntie drawls, lifting the glass to her lips, and finishing her drink.

“He always comes here alone. Always. He’s never brought anyone here to eat with him. Not even one of his brothers, as he likes to call them.”

You stay silent and keep your gaze on your glass.

“Until now,” Auntie continues. She pours herself another drink. “Hyungwon says the ribs here are Gangnam’s-”

“Best kept secret,” you finish the sentence with her. Auntie beams at you. “I know, he keeps raving on about it.”

Uncle and Hyungwon are once again out of the kitchen, and are now at the wall of portraits. Hyungwon is trying to convince Uncle that this new portrait doesn’t need to be front and center, but Uncle is adamant on keeping Hyungwon’s pictures together, and has now taken a total of three other portraits down.

“He was always telling us that the person he’d bring here to eat with him would be special. That they would be the ‘one’.” Auntie finishes her second drink in one swig. She sets her glass down, and looks at you in what you can best describe is a motherly and loving gaze. “He said, ‘Because no one else would be worth sharing this secret with’.”

You feel a slight flutter in your heartbeat, and a teary haze starts to fog your vision.

You try to blink it away, and shift your attention to Hyungwon, who is trying to save some other celebrity’s portrait from the reject pile. He feels your eye on him, and he turns towards you, raising his eyebrows and pressing his lips into a tight line. You are suddenly reminded of why his face makes for a good reaction image. You give him a finger heart, and he rolls his eyes, turning away from you again. You laugh, pleased that you had teased him successfully.

“I suppose he can be a bit dramatic,” Auntie chuckles, after watching your exchange.

You keep your gaze fixated on Hyungwon, your heart suddenly feeling like it tripled in size. “Yeah, I suppose he can.”

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Savior: Chapter 7 (Its Been, One Week)

Summary: (Hellboy 2019) AKA Turning a New Leaf AKA Good Samaritans Need Love Too. The B.P.R.D is tasked to infiltrate a black market creature trafficking ring led by a powerful warlock. Hellboy rescues Phyrra who is found being held hostage, a slave for her magic. He must protect her as she is hunted by her master and his gang of monsters. (AU where Broom isn’t dead/Abe wasn’t found)

It will be rated M, it will include violence, swearing, smuttiness, all the good things in life.

Disclaimer: Hellboy belongs to Dark Horse Comics/Mike Mignola, I don’t own anything except the AU and my OC’s.

Hellboy walked into the library, following the sound of Phyrra laughing. Now don't get him wrong, it was quickly becoming one of his favourite sounds. Top three in front of the sound of a beer opening and a nice clean shot from a new gun. It wasn't just the sound of her laughter though, joining it was the sound of his father talking animatedly about a topic Hellboy wasn't quite sure he was hearing it.

"He was a handful alright! I remember many Christmases all Hellboy wanted was a Howdy Doody doll of his own. He was beyond ecstatic this particular morning."

He watched as Phyrra cooed over the photo in her hands. He felt the cold wash of shame. Oh on. No, no.

"Dad, Phyrra. What's going on?"

Phyrra's eyes shot up and she blinded him with her smile. This wasn't good at all.

"Oh Hellboy! You were such a cute baby! Look at your little tail!" Hellboy felt very conflicted as he found himself pleased at Phyrra's bright smile, her utter delight. He supposed he could live with some severe embarrassment if she looked at him like that.

"Thanks, dad." Trevor just shrugged, flipping the page of the photobook. Hellboy took the chance and sat down beside her, figuring she was distracted enough by the mortifying pictures.

It had been a week since Phyrra's arrival to the B.P.R.D.

Seven excellent days of being in her presence, holding her attention, being able to talk to her. Seven days of watching the elf girl graceful moves around him. Seven days where he couldn't bring himself to ask her out.

Since the trio returned to HQ, something had changed between them and they had managed to become less nervous around each other. Everyone had taken to spending alternating shifts in the library and the warehouse a day, the majority of the creatures were harmless, able to be liberated to find their homes again. Trevor had phoned up some old friends running the sanctuaries for the harpies, a basilisk. Elias had seemed to even come into the possession of a dragon, a majestic beast that was currently on its way to Northern Ireland to stay with a Mr. Li-Yang, a most generous benefactor for those types of creatures.

Last night in the library, he thought he might have found something. Some ancient elven tombs he couldn't read, he had found on the highest shelf, even he had to stretch to reach it. He had voiced his interest to her so Phyrra had come over and leaned over him to look at the book, casually putting her hand on his shoulder to steady herself. She seemed to understand some of the languages and was able to decipher. He turned his head and gasped at how close their faces were. Phyrra was busy with the text in his hands, he stared openly at her in this new perspective.

Her skin seemed so soft, so pale and supple. Her tattoos fixated him in the graceful swirls that ran down her nose and cheeks. He couldn't stop imagining himself following the trails they made down her elegant, swan neck into the blouse she was currently wearing. He had become so enraptured he continued his inspection until she fixed her gaze on him.

"This is interesting. Nórë-o i taurë…" Her brow furrowed as she seemed to contemplate something. "May I have it for a moment?"

"Y-yeah." Hellboy snapped out of his daze as Phyrra had stood there for a moment, the book cradled in her arms as she scanned the page, face still puzzled. "May I continue reading this?"

Hellboy barely nodded before she was turning back to the armchair she had often claimed in the days, placing her slight form into the mass of cushion. She was enraptured by the book all afternoon until she seemed to reach her limit. No one voiced anything as they had parted ways for the night, but something was on Phyrra's mind.

Cut him some slack here, it wasn't like he was some pro at this.

Alice was right about Phyrra being proper. She was a serene girl, amiable and respectful to a tee. She was often silent and only smiled pleasantly at Alice and his antics.

The most passion he ever saw from her was when she was in the kitchen. Dad had tried so hard to not allow her to make their meals, stating that the B.P.R.D did have the main cafeteria. Chefs from all over the world were brought in to make fantastic meals for the many staff members of the organization, but Phyrra was strangely insistent.

So he saw glimpses of it, her being carefree.

And at this particular moment. Hellboy looked from her joyful face to the horrible pictures in her hands. Moments from his past that while not necessarily bad memories, but something he didn't want the girl he was crushing on to see.

"I'm sorry not that this isn't great." Hellboy leaned over to close the album containing his childhood.

"But shouldn't we get back to the books?" Phyrra and Trevor grew silent, they had already been discussing the recent turn of events a few moments ago before Phyrra's eyes had caught the album, her curiosity a welcomed change in the subject for her, Trevor had been more than happy to show her some pictures he collected over the years.

"That one you found yesterday Hellboy," She licked at her suddenly dry lips, "It holds the answers. I believe we should focus our attention on this. It's a language I know.. Or knew."

"Oh…That's awesome, isn't it?"

Phyrra felt her lips pulling, Hellboy was right. She was becoming quite perturbed at her continuing lack of memories, but she had found the answer, it just needed to be uncovered. She should be kinder to herself.

"Yes, it is." She giggled peacefully at Hellboy's open, jubilant expression. She placed her hand on his stone hand, Hellboy was daring enough to cover it with his hand. Their eyes were locked in a sudden trance.

They didn't know who reached first, but they ended up in a hug.

Phyrra had slowly begun to seek his contact more often, she couldn't stop herself from drifting towards him when he was near, placing her hand on his arm or against his shoulder as they conversed. Hellboy was funny like Alice but much more reserved. Phyrra had soon found out sitting around just reading wasn't fun for Hellboy, she was touched that him, that every one of them, had helped out considerably with the library's extensive collections.

Hellboy was always a source of warmth, a kind that Phyrra enjoyed immensely. She didn't voice it, but the hallways of B.P.R.D were rather chilled and damp to her. She would be lying if she said she didn't seek out the feeling of Hellboy's hot skin, finding it quite delightful.

He would feel better helping her in her bed, warming. Lulling her into a dreamless sleep...

Phyrra broke the hold first, pulling back with her head down to attempt to hide her flushed face.

"I will go get it. I stayed up most of the night continuing to try and understand " The elf girl scampered away on slight feet.

Father and son were left alone.

Trevor would have to be blind, deaf and dumb to not see Phyrra and Hellboy's fledgling relationship. On one hand, he wasn't against the idea of his boy finding companionship with this elf girl, Phyrra was a lovely girl.

She had only been here a short time, but her influence was already being seen in the team, Alice was ecstatic. The Professor had never realized she might be missing female companionship, Alice was always so confident.

Ben was even starting to come around to her presence, he had voiced his concerns to the Professor the night after Phyrra agreed to join the B.P.R.D.

Ben had come to Trevor asking him if this was the best idea, they were being put in a delicate situation, the warlock would no doubt be coming for her. Trevor had laid the Major's worries to rest, was it really about the possibility of a break-in, they were more than prepared for such a possibility. If it was simply the new addition, Trevor vouched for the young elf. Now, the Major had begun to relax around the girl, letting loose a few quips that showed his easing attitude.

No one had to guess to know how Hellboy felt about it, he was infatuated with the elf girl. The feeling was mutual if Phyrra's easy smiles and glances were any indication. It was a sweet kind of naive courting that Trevor didn't expect out of his son.

On the other, it was happening rather fast, call him old fashioned.

"Hellboy I would be remiss if I didn't voice my concern,"

".." Hellboy said all the displeasure he felt with no words, he knew exactly where this conversation was heading.

"I just want you to be careful, son. Phyrra is a very special girl, but I would be bereaved if I ever saw you heartbroken."

"Come on, dad!" Hellboy stood up and started pacing agitatedly. He couldn't believe this was happening.

"Besides, you're the one who asked her to be on the team,"

"That's not the point, Hellboy. She's very unstable right now."

Hellboy gave his father a deadpan look.

"Okay, I get it, dad. I'm trying to take it slow," Hellboy did get it. Other than his cowardice, another reason Hellboy was holding back was her amnesia. Somehow it didn't feel right to be so attracted to this broken, lost girl. Not that Phyrra showed it. As far as the week went, she had been a bright light shining in the tunnels of HQ. If she was just putting on a happy face, she did not indicate cracking yet.

"I know we never actually had.. 'The talk',"

Hellboy groaned harshly, he wished he could wake up from this nightmare.

"And we never do! Please, dad, I'm begging you. Just stop." Hellboy covered his ears in a desperate attempt to quiet his father. He even went as far as to turn completely away from Trevor, in a spectacular sight of childishness.

He couldn't do this right now, it was bad enough he was starting to have dreams about Phyrra, his father discussing the possibility of them having sex was enough to make his skin turn white.

"Alright Hellboy, just... You know to be safe.." Trevor was thankfully interrupted by the alarm signalling, unfortunately, that only meant danger.

"What's happening?" Hellboy followed Trevor to the monitor connected to the security feeds, watching as the intruders walked through the hole blasted in the solid steel wall of the B.P.R.D.

"There seems to have been a break-in."

The visuals were blurry from the blast but Hellboy already knew who it was.

"Phyrra!"

-

Going into town had been an adventure. Due to the current lapse she had of her past, Phyrra had no clue if she had ever been amongst humans before. Sure the odd ones would come around to make a business from time to time, but they were certainly not treated with the best of hospitality.

It was cold here. A colder environment than she had ever been. Trevor had given her a thick woollen jacket to put on and these things called 'mittens' to place over her hands. Showing her a card before slipping it in her pocket, he told her it was a card containing her initial salary, and to use it where they were going to pay for what she wanted.

It all looked so busy, were her thoughts as she watched the scenery pass her by as they were driven to their destination. Busy as the people at the B.P.R.D. Humans always seemed to be running to and from something, Phyrra deduced. Before too long they left the car. Walking passed the mortals, she unconsciously pulled the hat down, attempting to cover her ears as much as she could. The hat was chafing them, but it was the safer option.

"There's no need for that, my dear. We are quite safe here," It had been a short walk to their destination from the car dropping them off, soon Phyrra was walking into a much warmer, filled with some of the loveliest garments Phyrra had ever seen.

"Binx may come out if she'd please." Phyrra had voiced the Professor's request to the pixie in her pocket, she with much enthusiasm, escaped her temporary confines.

"Here, I will take your coat and hat," Phyrra thanked Trevor as he assisted her in removing the now unnecessary things. There was something else about this store, it was obvious, Phyrra could practically taste the magic in the air.

Walking down the aisle that caught her eye, Phyrra found she liked pants.

He would never allow her to wear them. Her clothing was provided for her at all times, she never had a say in what she could wear. Trevor had only looked to her expectantly when they entered the shop. Phyrra was flabbergasted.

"I don't know where to start."

"Well, to be honest, Phyrra. I don't know if I'm the best person to come to for 'fashion' advice, would you be willing to have one of the workers here help?"

"Oh, maybe not," Phyrra bit her lip, her old ways of shyness welling up in her. Life was much easier to live in the B.P.R.D. Out here in this unknown world was quite frightening.

"Hey, Trevor! Long-time no see!" Phyrra was the audience to an enthusiastic woman run up and hug Trevor with no pretense.

Her pupils were too large to be human. Her skin was also slightly hued in blues. Some halfling perhaps, she looked almost mortal.

"Wow! What a beauty! " Binx watched with wary eyes as this unknown creature came up to Phyrra with seemingly no idea of manners or boundaries, hugging the small girl with enthusiasm.

"Definitely not human," the pixie acknowledged, Phyrra shushed her in the quietest way possible, whispering to the stubborn creature.

"You're being rude, Binxy."

"It's fine, she's right," Phyrra and Binx looked at the creature with comical matching expressions of surprise.

"I'm Ava. I picked up some Fae growing up, my parents ran a potions booth at the market downtown," The girl bounced from Phyrra to Binx, bowing slightly. "Nice to see some pixies still around,"

Binx bloomed like a peacock, it was her weakness. The vainness of most pixies sadly did not miss her friend.

"Please, let us get her out of these dreadful clothes,"

Phyrra was slightly miffed at her friend's sudden burning opinion, she happened to like the clothes provided for her by Sorah. She admired the B.P.R.D logo. A hand gripping a weapon, poised and ready to fight evil. Save creatures and humans alike. She looked to Trevor who smiled kindly.

"I'll let you ladies get to it, I'll be right here Phyrra." With the help of hyperactive Ava, Phyrra chose the clothes she wanted. It was very daunting, but in the end, she loved what she picked out, more-so for her ability to have been able to choose more than anything else.

Trevor had also shown what was her room now, to decorate as she pleased. Phyrra knew she was on the same floor as Hellboy and Alice's rooms.

She knew because she had been to Hellboy's, and later that same night, Alice had invited her into her room for 'girl's night'. It had consisted of them watching some human film that was about a couple in a passionate love that caused Phyrra to flush. Alice had also shown her how to 'paint her nails'. Phyrra had seen women with coloured nails but had never given it much thought.

When Alice had asked what her favourite colour was, Phyrra didn't have an answer.

"What do you think I should colour them?"

"I don't know, maybe blue like your eyes….I only have a few colours.." She muttered digging around in the drawer, placing all the vials on her vanity for Phyrra to pick, "I think pink or red would be a lovely colour on you." Phyrra had gone with the red, it was a lovely colour and contrasted with her skin nicely.

Alice had invited her to her room three more times in the week. It had been more than nice, Alice had the great talent of being very easy to talk to. Alice had told her the story of being stolen by fairies as a baby, how Hellboy had saved her, her ability to see and communicate with the dead, how she had often felt quite lonely. Phyrra had likewise confessed to her mundane, awful existence with Elias. The constant fear of punishment and instability with her surroundings.

"Thank you for sharing that with me Phyrra. But you know what? You're here with us now, you never have to worry like that ever again,"

Phyrra thanked Alice, to know this human girl was willing to protect her gave the elf girl great happiness.

The medium had expressed after the colouring nails lesson that Phyrra should remember her favourite things, it might help with her mind recovering.

She felt her memories on the tips of her fingers.

Something she wasn't telling anyone was she had been having odd dreams. Running through trees. Sitting at fires, alone and numb. It felt so real, lucid like it was her past but it wasn't making the gap to her remembrance. She was so close.

That book. It smelled of pine and gave Phyrra a pang in her heart.

Nórë-o i taurë. People of the forest.

It hadn't popped the memories in her mind as hearing Elias's name had been, but she knew that was the answer. She couldn't read all of it, but it was her language. On the borders of the pages were golden swirls, too close to the ones on her skin to be a mere consequence.

In her room, snuggled deep into the pillow, Phyrra snickered at the sight that was one very lazy pixie.

"Good morning Binxy, nice of you to wake up,"

"Hmm... I wouldn't be so tired all the time if you would get the proper sleep,"

Phyrra reached for the book laying on her new nightstand, before being startled, involuntarily throwing the book to the ground.

Alarms were sounded in the hallway, shrill clangs that caused Phyrra's sensitive ears to twinge. The elf girl wrenched her door open. Ignoring her friend's protest, she locked eyes with a frantic agent before he was blasted away from her sightline. Feeling as if she was in slow-motion, Phyrra turned her head. Her heart stuttered against her breastbone.

She stood face to face with Elias.

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