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Hi, before I explain my post, I want to say something important.

• What you see my blog has become a major overhaul. And despite the changes, I decided that my 2nd account will be now my artwork blog with a secret twist.

⚠️NEW RULE!⚠️

⚠️ SO PLEASE DO NOT SHARE MY 2nd ACCOUNT TO EVERYONE! THIS SECRECY BLOG OF MINE IS FOR CLOSES FRIENDS ONLY!⚠️

• AND FOR MY CLOSES FRIENDS, DON’T REBLOG IT. INSTEAD, JUST COPY MY LINK AND PASTE IT ON YOUR TUMBLR POST! JUST BE SURE THE IMAGE WILL BE REMOVED AND THE ONLY LEFT WAS THE TEXT.

⚠️ SHARING LINKS, LIKE POSTS, REBLOG POSTS, STEALING MY SNAPSHOT PHOTOS/RECORDED VIDEOS/ARTWORKS (a.k.a. ART THIEVES) OR PLAGIARIZING FROM UNKNOWN TUMBLR STRANGERS WILL IMMEDIATELY BE BLOCKED, RIGHT AWAY!⚠️

Okay? Capiche? Make sense? Good, now back to the post…↓

Title: My Chowder OC - Miya Speedster

Hello! Hello! Here it is! Let me introduce to you, the newest member of the Speedster's Family! Spot & Riya's cousin, Miya!

(Also, whoever says that my upcoming OC is a "cousin" to Spot & Riya, yup you're absolutely correct! Also, you spoiled my moment! So, how dare you!? JK*)

Miya 🐰🐻🔋: Eyo! Sup, my charge-chachos! My name is Miya Speedster! The fastest Bun-Bear alive! Nice to meet ya!

Spot 🐶🏎️ & Riya 🐰🏎️: MIYA?! 😲

Bonn 🐶🚹 & Rita 🐰🚺: Welcome home, Miya! 😄

Rita 🐰🚺: Kamusta, my pinsan! (How are you, my cousin!) 🥰

Miya 🐰🐻🔋: AAAHHH! My cousins! Long time no see! 😃 *Miya hugs the Speedster Twins* Sup, uncle Bonn, and tita (aunt) Rita!?

Rita 🐰🚺: Yes, tama (correct), I'm your tita.. Or Aunt, if you don't know.😅

Miya 🐰🐻🔋: It's okay, I'm still improving my Tag (short for Tagalog), tita. 😊

Spot 🐶🏎️: Miya! We are so glad to see you! *high five to Miya*😁

Riya 🐰🏎️: *Fist bump to Miya* How are you, dude!? 😊

Miya 🐰🐻🔋: Same as always! 😊

Bonn 🐶🚹: And your parents? 😃

Miya 🐰🐻🔋: Ah yeah, they're re-arranging their furnitures to our new home. Because, the Bun-Bear is staying with our family tree! 😁

Spot 🐶🏎️ & Riya 🐰🏎️: AWW YEAH!

Spot 🐶🏎️, Riya 🐰🏎️ & Miya 🐰🐻🔋: THE SPEEDSTER TRIO! 😄

Miya 🐰🐻🔋: But wait, where's MuruKir!? 🤔

MuruKir ⭐🔵: Right here! 😁

Miya 🐰🐻🔋: AAAHH! Eyo! *hugs MuruKir* Awww, you're still soft, rounded ball that I really like! I love ya & missed ya! 🥰

MuruKir ⭐🔵: I missed ya & love ya, too! Miya! 🥰🤗

Spot 🐶🏎️: Come, Miya! Let us introduce to our new friend, Cude! 😁

Riya 🐰🏎️: He's our white rabbit of mecha! 😃

Miya 🐰🐻🔋: *Gasp* A white rabbit? I love white rabbits! I'm digging in! 😁

MuruKir ⭐🔵: You're REALLY gonna love it, Miya! 😉

Looks like they're having fun reuniting their relatives! I'll be revealing Miya's parents, coming soon. But right now, I have another one for Miya. It's a Reference Sheet, and you should check it out down below!↓

Title: Miya Speedster's Ref Sheets

Hello again! Now, here are some Reference Sheets for my new Chowder OC, Miya Speedster! 🐰🐻🔋

Now, I would like to explain it to you, but, Miya will do the talking. So, take it away. 🙂

Miya 🐰🐻🔋: Thank you, creator! 😊 Eyo, everyone! My creator here is putting a lot of work on every ref sheet artwork, and he succeeded! Awesome! 😁👍

Miya's Main Clothes 🌺🔋⚡:↑

Miya 🐰🐻🔋: So first off is my main clothing. If my cousin Riya's clothes are Blue & Pink color, then mine is in reverse! And much like Riya's, my current clothing is hoodie/sweatshirt with a touch of yellow battery theme. 😊 Why? Because I love collecting batteries for my Tamiya's Mini 4WD collection! 🏎️🔋 The top of my head is pretty unique, I made it myself! 🧢🥽 I inspired by my dad's old reversible cap, although his was a built-in visor for wielding. How cool is that? Aside from my hoodie & cap, I also wear my blue stretchable jeggings because it's my most comfortable pants than normal jeans. My socks are pretty much normal, but the most important of all are my turbo sneakers! 🚗👟 Invented by my uncle Bonn & his twin brother (which I won't give his name), they're the ones who tested it back in the 2010s as a prototype before they made it in their final form, and (ironically) they're giving these cool turbo sneakers to me, and the twins. Probably, because they want our kids look cool than just walking the streets. I mean, we don't need skateboards or rollerblades 🛼❌🛹❌! We've got turbo sneakers! YAY! 😄 Ah yeah, I almost forgot, my last accessory for my main clothes are my yellow fingerless gloves! They're pretty snug on my hands, and thanks to the yellow color I feel like recharge from wearing these.🧤⚡

Miya's 2nd Clothes 🟡🔵🚜: ↑

Miya 🐰🐻🔋: Now, onto my next clothing. This one looks fitting on my personality. 🌽🙂 While I'm still wearing my socks & sneakers, I changed from my soft hoodie battery to a cool suspender pants and yellow blue shirt! To be honest, when I wear my blue suspenders, I feel like working on a farm using a tractor instead of sports cars or doing a lawn mowing with a lawn tractor. 🚜🌾 But hey, it looks cool for driving a 4x4 vehicle for some mud terrain adventure, as well, right? 🚙⛰️😁 Now, what about my T-Shirt? Well, it's basically a yellow shirt with a twin stripes on the middle. It may look like a soccer team theme, but it looks fitting on me. Plus, I noticed that Spot & Riya's 2nd clothes on their twin stripes are placing left & right respectively, so it's only fitting that my twin stripes goes on the middle.🤔

Miya's Pajamas 🐇🟡🌜:↑

Miya 🐰🐻🔋: Speaking of yellow! I'm now showing you my most comfortable night wear. 🌜😴 All of my PJs are bunny theme (my sleeping mask, bunny PJs set & my bunny slippers), and you know I LOVE bunnies as much as I love bears! 💛🐇 So yeah, nothing right home about it. Side note, about my teeth, I have four razor sharp teeth (aside from my bunny buck teeth & my hybrid personality species).🦷🐻🐰

Miya's A/W Clothes 🔴🐼🍂❄️:↑

Miya 🐰🐻🔋: You mentioned that I loved bears & bunnies before 🐻❤️🐰, but, what you didn't know is also that I have a soft spot for "Red Pandas"? 🥰🔴🐼 Yup! It may not be related to the actual "pandas" (which by the way, I also love pandas), but they're related to weasels, raccoons, and skunks. And that's why I'm sporting the red panda theme from head to toe as my Autumn/Winter clothes! The only downside, much like my twin cousin's A/W clothes 🍁❄️🧣🧥🧤, my comfort boots are not turbo wheel installed. Unless, if I want to switch to my pink turbo sneakers I'm still rocking on red panda clothes. 😉

Miya 🐰🐻🔋: Other personalities of mine such as my pupils are blue & red 👀🔵🔴 because of my mom's DNA, my cheeks are "Minus"➖ & "Plus"➕ sign... Well, I used my pink highlighter stick though, for my battery theme personality. And lastly, my bear tail & fur are completely pink color. Yeah, the latter I won't show ya in naked because it's very disturbing.😒 And ah yeah, I almost forgot! My color livery for my car is Pink w/ Blue stripes (an opposite of Riya’s livery), and my color rims are yellow. 🌺🔵🟡🚘 (Compare to Spot's Blue w/ Red Stripes & his color rims are Red, and Riya's Blue w/ Pink Stripes & color rims are Pink)

Me 🇵🇭: Is that all?

Miya 🐰🐻🔋: Yup, that's all! Thank you for listening my clothing detail on my Ref Sheet. 🙂 Hope that you’re interested. Now, if you excuse me, I have to meet my new friends courtesy of my beloved twin cousins! And I hope you would be my friend, as well. See ya! Charge ya later! Miya out! 😊👋

Well, that's all for now!

Miya Speedster – created by ME!

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trustbody · 2 years

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svchengss · 3 years

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king of hearts | d.sc

PAIRING. dong sicheng x reader

GENRE. high school!au, fluff, slight angst, kind of e2l

WARNINGS. none (lmk if i missed any!)

WORD COUNT. 6.7k

SUMMARY. sicheng’s subtle flirts are not working effectively but it only motivates him to try and woo you more. the devil sure works hard but dong sicheng works harder.

PLAYLIST. king of hearts

TAGLIST. @floraljae @clovdless @mashiihearts @ndr1271 @kunrengui (shoutout to mashi for being a major help in the process of writing this <3)

// just to let you guys know, reblogs and feedbacks are appreciated !! thank you for reading :D

music was blaring through the multiple loudspeakers scattered around the school grounds, booths of various interests that were set-up by the clubs being swarmed by visitors and ecstatic oohs and aahs from the ones playing games can be heard intermittently. the annual school festival of redlands high, an event that is looked forward to by every single student there. or maybe not, you’re quite unsure of the self-made data.

you immediately made a beeline to the dance club booth which is managed by yangyang, the president also holding the title of your best friend. a cartoonish grin crept up on his face when he spots you walking towards him.

“so, what do you think? looks legit, huh?” he crossed his arms together, observing the design of the booth with a proud smile. the set-up is definitely eye-catching, not much decorations going on, adding to the simplicity of the white theme with gold touch-ups. you browsed through the plastered posters on the board, inviting people to sign up for their upcoming audition. looking up to the signboard hanging outside, you showed a thumbs up towards him, muttering a quick ‘perfect’.

“so what exactly is your booth doing? there’s not much… activity going on?” you scratched the non-existent itch on your left eyebrow. the boy in front of you gave you an eye roll before explaining that there will be mini dance games - or just dance as he worded. an amused sound left your lips as you bent down, dropping your signature in the guestbook on the wooden table.

“are you coming to the stage shows tonight? i heard there’s a new band performing,” your ears perked up instinctively upon hearing the words. after your sister graduated high school, nobody paid any attention to keep the band going. the zikas, a trio that made the music club strive back then. either the newer batches were too lazy to make an effort or too scared if they weren’t up to the already high standards of the school.

“i’m going if you’re going,” you simply stated, which made yangyang flash you the same grin from before. you said your simple goodbyes when people started lining up to try the just dance game at his booth. after he reminded you to wait for him by the statue, you went off to check out the food sales, eager to fill your growling stomach since this morning.

you can do this, sicheng. you can do this.

he made sure to double check the tuning of his guitar for one last time before joining the rest of his bandmates on the stage. his tall and slim physique surely left an impact, seeing that some of the audience suddenly became more invested in the performance compared to the others. he’s wearing some band’s shirt - probably green day since it’s quite similar to your sister’s posters in her room, black leather jacket and his black hair middle parted. not to miss the silver pendant necklace on his neck, sparkling under the spotlight.

the moment he struck the pick through the strings of his electric guitar, the drummer and bassist followed after, producing a melody that is pleasing to your ears. he held the microphone closer to his mouth, singing the lyrics as you bobbed your head up and down to the covers they sang - american idiot and helena are the ones you recognized since you’ve heard the songs so often. yangyang on the other hand kept on sipping the chocolate milkshake in his hand, vibing with the music as well.

the next song was a sentimental one which you assumed is a self-composed one, since you’ve never heard this song before. before you know it, the performance is over and the audience have started packing up their belongings to hang out somewhere else or go home.

“good job everyone, we did well,” yuta, who played the bass earlier, high-fived the rest of the band with a sly grin on his face. guanheng chugged the mineral water down his throat before stashing his drumsticks into the bag while sicheng was lost in his thoughts. he doesn’t know why but you stood out from the crowd, only able to see you just now. he wouldn’t say it’s a crush, not knowing anything about you but it definitely made him feel something. a trigger in his heart, not knowing where it leads to. but what he does know is that you caught his attention.

“and you know what he said? i’ll come back crawling to him just like his other exes. what the heck is even that?” you took out the binders from your locker while listening to ningning rant about her love life. since you haven’t had any relationships before, you’re not really a professional in this aspect of life so you just kept your mouth shut to avoid giving useless advice.

“that sounds so rude, he’s such a jerk,” you commented, taking the first bite of your sandwich afterwards. the tea-spilling session eventually came to an end when she reached her class first and you kept walking to mrs. walker’s, english being your first period. nothing exciting really happened in that class except someone got their phone confiscated for texting in class - just the usual things. classes later, it’s finally recess when you met up with ningning and yangyang in the cafeteria.

“first of all, cut him off. block him. everywhere,” yangyang emphasized the last word, knowing how much of an idiot the guy can be. you just scrolled through your socials, double tapping on certain posts that caught your eye. owning a cat looks fun, you made a mental note to bring the idea to your parents later. the bell rang which signals that classes are starting back soon and the same cycle of events continues before it’s time to go home.

you observed yangyang’s sharp moves, following to the beat of the song echoing in the dance room. it’s currently half past seven and he’s still here, beads of sweat running through his hair. and why would he stay in school so late, you may ask? obviously, he’s here for a reason and it being an upcoming dance tournament is the most accurate one. while you’re here, sitting on the floor, back against the mirror and legs straightened out with your phone in your hand. it amazes you how the goofy boy transforms 360°, being all serious when he’s in his element.

“let’s go home, i’m tired already,” he panted out breathlessly, using a cloth nearby to wipe his sweaty forehead. you wait for him by the glass door as he packs up his things when the lights in the music studio also switched off. you wondered it must be the band guys so you paid no attention whatsoever. of course, your predictions were right when you saw two lads stepping out.

since yangyang is taking too much time tidying up the dance studio and the music studio seems unoccupied, you decided to check it out for a bit. it’s been a long time since you last entered the room, always accompanying your sister for her extra practice when you were younger. not much has changed, except some additions of instruments can be seen. not seeing anything in the dark condition as the room is only illuminated by the faint lights from the hallway, you pushed the switches down only to be met by a gasp.

“what are you doing here?” the tall boy approached you, a stern look visible on his fine features. your eyes scrambled around the room in an attempt to find any logical excuses for your ‘break-in’ but to no avail. your tongue was dry, not a sound escaping your throat when you heard yangyang’s voice, signalling your cue to exit the room and escape from the tension building between you and the boy. he just shook his head, the black hair bouncing left to right as he finally caught on.

it’s you, you’re the girl from the crowd. and your name is y/n.

the walk home was filled with one-sided conversations where yangyang kept on babbling about how he should improve the choreography he created earlier while you only added small comments. your mind is filled with embarrassment, too much that you feel slightly mad at yourself. why didn’t you say anything earlier? now, you look like a complete idiot with communication issues in front of that boy.

“yeah, and remember that pasta? we should definitely try it again, it’s like, so good,” yangyang said, earning a nod from you when you saw the boy from last night’s music studio tragedy approaching your table. you tried to look away but it was too late.

“dude, just wanna let you know that mr. park is seeing us after school,” your grip on your fork loosens up when you realized he wasn’t talking to you. maybe he forgot about the incident? you really hope so.

“yeah, totally. thanks sicheng,” yangyang playfully winked at the latter, earning a disgusted look from him who started walking away. he glanced back at you with a smug smile on his plump lips, making you freeze up again.

he didn’t.

“are you okay, y/n? feeling sick?” ningning furrowed her eyebrows upon seeing your sudden change of demeanor. you shrugged her off and continued to consume the macaroni placed on the tray in front of you, mentally cursing at yourself for the poor life choice you’d made. well, at least you know that his name is sicheng, right?

oh boy, you’re in for a long ride.

you can’t wait to go home and snuggle under the covers, today has been a long and tiring one for you. you had three pop quizzes as if all the three teachers intended so, your class had to run multiple laps during p.e. and so on. you’re already planning your routine in your head, trudging your way to the lockers when you saw him leaning against yours, scrolling down his phone.

“crap,” you muttered under your breath.

there it is, the smirk on his face returns when he spots your figure approaching. oh, how you wish you could wipe it off his face. he moved a couple steps backwards to give you some space to arrange your things before locking it, turning your head towards him.

“i’m sorry, why are you here again? and if it’s because of last night, then i’m sorry if it bothered you or anything,” you huffed out.

“what? i didn’t really care, it’s not like you were stealing anything, right?” he squinted his eyes, eyeing you up and down suspiciously, laughing shortly after seeing you get riled up.

“damn, you really need to learn how to take a joke. y/n, right? i’m sicheng, nice to meet you.”

“why exactly are we having this meet-and-greet or whatever this introduction is?” you crossed your arms, waiting for his response. but he didn’t, immediately turning on his heels and making his way towards the stairs, probably going to the studio.

“jerk,” you cursed under your breath, walking out the school building.

“what? you got accepted? seriously?” ningning’s voice echoed against the cafeteria walls, earning surprised and annoyed glances from other students who were either satisfying their grumbling stomach or simply having conversations. yangyang softly nudged her elbows using his, asking her to lower her voice down before telling you to go on. you were quite surprised as well, the acceptance email was not what you expected to receive. when you filled in the application form, it was just a mere shoot-your-shot agenda to see if you’d make the cut. although this is just a camp, you’re still unsure of what lies ahead.

“yeah, it starts next week. but i’m so nervous though,” you sipped the iced coffee in your hands. you’ve only watched videos of people producing their own music from scratch which you start to take an interest in. however, you’ve never done it hands-on before, only having basic music theory knowledge thanks to the piano lessons your parents signed you up for when you were young.

“you’ll do awesome, i promise,” yangyang gave you a reassuring smile, making you release some tension from the overthinking you’ve had since you received the email last night.

“thanks yang.”

now, here you are on the first day of attending the internship camp. you stood in front of the tall mirror hanging on the wall, straightening your cardigan and applying some makeup onto your face as touch-ups. it’s currently 7:40 in the morning, the earliest time you’ve ever woken up on a saturday. your siblings are still swallowed in their states of sleep. you double-checked the contents in your tote bag, making sure that no important things are left behind. you totally don’t intend on leaving a bad first impression on your first day.

after bidding a swift goodbye to your parents who just woke up, you drove your mother’s old honda to the completely new destination - mbyte studios. the tall building with light grey and blue painted walls definitely made it stand out, a futuristic look catching the eyes of the passersby. taking a deep breath, you entered the main lobby before being escorted to a room on the second floor. you assume it’s a waiting room for all participants of the camp, scanning that majority of the occupiers might be college students. you thanked god that the camp takes place on weekends so your high school senior life won’t be interrupted that much.

DAY 1

your eyes widened when you spot sicheng with the same white and blue tag you’re wearing, seated on the sofa. what the hell is he doing here? you avoided acknowledging his presence, trying to make yourself as unnoticed as possible heading over to occupy the seat farthest from his. after quite some time staring at the paintings hanging on the wall, a middle-aged lady with a petite figure entered the room, making you sit up straight.

“welcome to mbyte studios! i’m the assistant director, mrs. hwang. first and foremost, congratulations on being accepted. it’ a pleasure to witness the start of your musical journey embarking here. i believe that we should know each other first?” she gestured for any volunteers. sicheng stood up from his seat, charisma evident in his stance which left quite an impression on the others. the strong confidence in the way he speaks made the woman smile amusingly.

some names later, it was your turn to introduce yourself. the moment you stood up, he immediately recognized you and you were sure you caught him making some faces. the ice-breaking session went well thankfully, mrs. hwang elaborating on the social rules and the itinerary throughout the whole six days. one that caught your attention was assisting the producers on making a track from scratch, just like you had dreamed of.

when it was finally time for lunch break, you shot up from your seat to get away from sicheng as fast as possible but to your dismay, he beat you to it, jogging up towards your standing position.

“i didn’t know you were into music, what’s the sudden occasion?”

“it’s none of your business actually,” you sneered back, obviously not favouring his attention.

“woah, relax. you’ve got quite a temper, don’t you? by the way, we’re having lunch together,” he placed his phone onto a nearby table, pulling a chair for you.

“just eat on your own, i don’t have the appetite,” you flash a sarcastic grin before disappearing into the women’s restroom. he just laughed bitterly at your response before walking towards the food counter, joining his newly made friend, jaehyun. being the same age, they’re easy to click.

DAY 2

“today, we’ll be focusing on the recording process. you’ll be assigned into groups that will have a tour of the whole department. our staff will facilitate each group,” the manager said loud and clear. you remembered his name was johnny. the tattoo on his shoulder really stands out, considering the fact that he’s always wearing a sleeveless shirt.

but what are the odds when your groupmate is none other than the guy himself, sicheng. it’s like the universe truly resented you for having to be associated with him at any event. your group was escorted to the farthest recording studio on the floor. to say that this was a great experience is truly an understatement, making you observe the gears used in astonishment. you hate to admit it but sicheng has a handful of knowledge on this particular topic, always correctly answering the questions directed by the staff. maybe it wasn’t quite surprising upon knowing that his career choice is a singer, not that you care anyways.

again, nothing out of the ordinary happened today, except that you and sicheng had lunch on the same table. of course, it’s not that you accepted his offer but he welcomed himself to the spot. being the quickly favoured participant among the rest, obviously they welcomed him with open hands. he placed himself among the two guys sitting at the right corner, eyeing you whose eyes are still not leaving the article you were skimming through. with the last spoon of food shoved into your mouth, you quietly excused yourself from the group. sicheng just watched your movements in subtle signs of annoyance.

with the final task of doing microphone check-ups, day two of the camp ended with a breeze. you can’t wait to go home, get into a warm bath and spend the night watching netflix. it was a tiring one indeed but you’re not one to complain. pushing the car keys into the ignition slot, the sound of the engine starting is still nowhere to be heard even after a couple of retries. you rested your forehead onto the steering wheel, cursing silently in your head, having to get a taxi and call your mother about this incident. you’re sure to be receiving a handful from her, not to mention her soft but stingful remarks.

“hey, are you okay?” a deep voice interrupts your stressful state of mind. looking up, it’s sicheng with a concerned look on display. you hesitantly shared your problem, making him press his lips together probably thinking of a solution.

“you know, i don’t really know how to fix your broken engine or whatever but i know someone who can. let me just ring him for a sec. and you’re coming home with me.”

and that’s how you ended up in the front passenger seat, sicheng steering with one hand and the other rested on the windowsill. the faint music from the radio can be heard, probably a song by jon vinyl. you’d steal quick glances to see his other hand dancing in the air, enjoying the rhythm of the song playing. besides that, it was silent as both of you are preoccupied with your own things - sicheng on the road while you on your phone. he tried to make small talk but you would say it’s unrequited, only replying with short sentences. after a good ten minutes drive, the sight of your brown painted gate becomes a sign for him to stop the moving car.

“your car is safe with my friend so you shouldn’t worry about it or anything. also, what’s your number? it’ll be easier for, you know the car business of course,” he reached over to unbuckle your seatbelt, handing over his phone to you after. the close proximity made your breath hitch, the dewy scent of his perfume diffusing into your nose. not too strong, he has a good taste.

“thanks and um, i’ll buy you a drink later. just for today.”

“are you asking me on a date?” there it is, the significant tug on the side of his lips making its presence once again.

“stop being so narcissistic and move along please,” you rolled your eyes before giving him a small wave, stepping into your property. sicheng stared at the numerals on his phone screen, a small, proud grin etched on before driving off the lane.

“how was the camp? met any cute boys?” the first thing you hear in the hue of the blue monday morning is ningning’s chirpy voice. sometimes you wonder how she gets all boosted up at this hour of the day. yangyang is the polar opposite, his appearance as if he just got out of bed, the hood of his denim jacket resting on top of his auburn hair.

“it was good and no, no cute boys. but sicheng was there,” you replied nonchalantly, a mischievous grin crept onto her lips. you can almost predict the words that are going to spill out of her mouth.

“what’s up with her?” yangyang yawned, his eyes lazily gaze at you. you just lifted your shoulders, having no idea whatsoever. a ping sound was heard from your phone, notifying that a new message is received.

unknown: hey sicheng here

unknown: ur car may be ready tmr. want me to drive u there?

listening to your heart, you were about to type ‘no’ but remembering the fact that your parents will be busy the whole day tomorrow and yangyang is coming home late once again, you have no choice but to accept the lad’s help.

now you’re back in his vehicle, the same spot as before. you’ve only noticed now that a musical note charm is hung on the rearview mirror, a semiquaver to be exact. you’d say that it looks authentic, gold specks shining when sun rays hit the surface. observing the interior of his car, there are quite a number of small decorations.

“can we get coffee first? my treat for the car and the ride,” you suggested, looking at him whose eyes are focused onto the road. the traffic is quite pleasing today, nobody honking mindlessly at the other drivers and flipping each other off with the famous middle finger gesture. his side profile does look charming, some type of earrings dangling from his ears. if you’re going to be honest, his appearance does seem to be your type. you’re not one to say about his persona though, always managing to bother you at any time of the day.

“sure, wanna go to the new cafe? i heard it’s good,”. you just nodded while he skillfully steered the steering wheel, moving the car to the new destination. you turned your eyes to look outside from the car window, seeing the one hundred and one manners of the citizens. a mother struggling to take her child who’s having a tantrum out of the toy shop, a young couple having their romantic meal in the french cafe. the motion of the car stopping awakened you who was being distracted by your clouded mind.

from the moment you stepped into the place, the interior caught your attention. the light brown painted walls with black furniture complementing each other perfectly, making a retro-like appearance. the funky song playing faintly in the background surely is a mood-setter, just how you like it. even the barista serving you is being friendly, making a couple of small talk in the midst of operating the machines.

you would say that it was a pleasureful day for you. the exquisite taste of latte washing down your dry throat, getting your car back without too much babbling from your dear mother and the gap between you and sicheng closing in for a little.

the last sentence baffled you for a second.

DAY 3

sicheng’s eyes shot open from the short slumber he was trying to get - failing miserably even, upon spotting you enter through the door. he pulled the chair beside him in hopes for you to get his message and take the seat. a frown made its way onto his face when you just waved at him, making your way to another spot a few chairs to the front. he scoffed, head tilting slightly before approaching you instead. you shot him a puzzled look, roughly translating to ask him what he’s doing here.

“i just want to be close to you. now focus,” he redirected his eyes onto the muscular man who just entered the room. he’s a songwriter - the best one in this company to be exact. you were focused on each point he explained, making small notes on your laptop. it’s not always that you’ll get a chance to be guided by a four-time award winning songwriter, might as well gain some benefits from it.

“another tip i have is to use all types of chords. remember, do not stick to the same ones, you’ll lack creativity. for instance, use major, minor, dominant, diminished, and augmented. i promise you, more ideas will be flowing and better quality songs will be produced. you got me?” the questioned, earning buzzing sounds of positive responses from the hall.

DAY 4

another day of group work, you’re given the task to create a melody according to the themes given - for your group, it’s love. looking at sicheng, he’s already on his electric guitar, strumming mindlessly to find the perfect note to start on. the rest of you are now juicing out some thoughts on this particular sense of human nature.

“love gives us thrill, the feeling of excitement, the feeling when you’re uncertain about something but when you have that special someone with you, you’re sure to wing it all,” jaehyun suggests, earning nods of approval from the rest of your groupmates.

“you’re a pro at this, mr. romantic,” you teased him, earning a soft chuckle. a dimpled smile is etched onto his features, rosy cheeks and his eye smile making you fawn. prince-like visual and a sense of humour? a two in one package, totally.

“not really. i guess i’m a sucker for romance movies,” he rubbed the back of his neck. your small conversation came to a halt when you heard a crooked, loud sound coming from the rough strum on the guitar strings. you turned around to see sicheng gazing directly towards the both of you, a sharp one even. jaehyun just blinked his eyes before catching onto the situation unfolding in front of him while you’re still being completely oblivious. you tilted your head in confusion, unsure of what’s gotten into him.

it’s the day that yangyang has been looking forward to since the past few weeks, his dance tournament. you’re seated with ningning on the bleachers, music from the loudspeakers echoing through the walls. with the cheers of the bewatchers whenever someone captivated them with a trick or dance move, usually the risky ones, it truly is a loud atmosphere.

“now, welcoming contestant number 43 to take the stage,” the host announced, you and ningning clapped with all your might, shouting words of encouragement as well. yangyang took a deep breath before lifting his right hand up, cueing for the music to start playing. just then, there’s the sound of someone plopping down on the hard surface next to you - sicheng. he’s looking casual today, a light yellow hoodie replacing his usual dark clothings.

“what are you doing here?” you shout whispered while ningning raised her eyebrows at you.

“didn’t yangyang tell you? i’m here to watch him dance,” he countered your question before darting his eyes back to the boy who’s busy popping on the dance floor, tinashe’s song playing in the background. he ended his routine with a moonwalk, making his way to the end of the stage. you’re confident that he’s going to win the competition, looking at how precise and clean his moves were. all the late night practices he had eventually paid off when he’s announced as the second placer. nonetheless, he’s still proud of himself, not to mention you and ningning who have been with him throughout his whole journey.

“you did well,” sicheng welcomed him with a fist bump which he reciprocated back. you didn’t know that they were this good of friends.

“i’m starving,” he rubbed his hand onto his stomach, making you remember that your stomach has been rumbling since you only ate a cereal bar that morning. you were about to catch up to yangyang and ningning who were walking fast ahead when you felt a tug on your shirt, looking down to see sicheng crouching down to tie your loose shoelaces.

“you might fall,” he placed his hands into the pockets of his hoodies, waiting for you to come along.

“um, thanks,” you muttered out before catching the glances given by your friends, later teasing you about the scene.

roars of students can be heard coherently, filling the basketball court. the basketball captain, a tall one with black charcoal hair is shooting a three-pointer. the players are then called over to their respective sides for whatever strategy their coaches will be implementing in the third-quarter. the home team is currently leading by five points, knowing that the players wearing the significant red and black jersey have been training their asses off for a while now.

but why exactly did you come to the game tonight? besides from the main event happening in the moment, the other reason is now standing in his position, strumming his electric guitar producing a funky sound that vibrates through the walls - a cue for the start of another buzzing stage. sicheng has been bugging you about watching him perform tonight and after quite some time evaluating, why not? when he finally caught you among the crowd, he flashed you a flirtatious wink. right before the band bowed as gratitude to the audience, he gave you a gesture to wait for him at the back of the gym.

“you came! but seriously, thank you,” he rested the sparkly white guitar against the wall, enveloping you into a hug. this is new, you tried to hide the flustered state of yours as you reciprocated his movement. from the corner of your eyes, you can see a black-haired guy approaching the two of you, followed by one with long, white hair and a bandana nicely keeping the fluffy strands in tact.

“ooh, who’s this?” the first one wiggled his eyebrows, later introducing himself as guanheng, the latter named yuta. to your surprise, the bond between you and them are quick to form with guanheng piloting the conversation. not to mention his subtle jokes making you giggle at times.

“well y/n, your little boyfriend here is getting jealous so we’ll excuse ourselves for now. see you whenever,” guanheng banging his drumsticks into the air while yuta gave you a quick wave before disappearing into the store room of the gymnasium. the nickname they gave sicheng surely made you a bit shy.

boyfriend?

DAY 5

you’re seated in front of the computer screen, your chin resting on the palm of your hands and the tabs of different colours left untouched. you redirected your gaze onto the projector screen, the words ‘arrange, mix, edit and master like a pro’ on it. a long sigh leaving your lips, you try to remember what the producer said earlier.

don’t make the song sound too repetitive

a good buildup promises a good melody

you can have a certain instrument playing only on one part for cinematic impact

DAY 6

“i’m hyo and you’re,” she moved the wheels of her chair to the back a bit to take another look at the clipboard resting on the desk, “sicheng, y/n and jaehyun, right?” the three of you nodded in harmony, anticipating for the next order that will be given.

“okay cool, we’ll be brainstorming first,” and she proceeded to explain what the requirements for this project are. you mouthed out the important points she gave, soft rock, heartbreak and drums. you’re on a roll today, contributing your countless ideas during the first few minutes of the discussion. sicheng just looked at you discussing with hyo, your lips pursed slightly. his gaze seems full of adoration, even jaehyun said so.

“any objections?” hyo looked over to the rest.

“i think she made some great ones. i’m sure this project will come out fresh,” jaehyun voiced out his opinions, sicheng nodding after. he went straight to handling the instruments , you and jaehyun collaborating for the mixing process. hyo eventually chimed in on some times, giving small advice whenever you seem stuck in the brain. with the hours ticking by, you’re feeling more satisfied than ever with your earphones in, listening to the final product created.

all of the participants are then assembled in the hall again, waiting for a final speech by the director which formalizes the end of the camp. sure, you’ve earned worthy knowledge throughout the six days. but if you’re being brutally true to the sound of your heart, it would be how you came to learn sicheng’s true antics. he might be the cocky guy who thinks they have the power to do anything but in truth, he’s just some guy with an honest heart, honest intentions to know you better.

summer break, your most anticipated event for the past few weeks. the moment the last bell rang, that scene in high school musical 2 kept replaying in the back of your head, the students doing a parade in front of the lockers picturing how your little heart is doing backflips in your chest right now. all the beach trips ningning planned is making you feel dizzy. you turned around to a voice calling out your name from the end of the hallway, your eyes catching the sight of sicheng jogging towards your spot. he stopped in front of you, hands on his knees catching his breath.

“are you free tomorrow night? there’s a party at guanheng’s and you know, it would be really cool if you join,” his fingers tracing onto each other, waiting patiently for your response.

you didn’t even have the time to process his invitation when ningning crashed her body against yours, yangyang following suit.

“a party? y/n would totally love to come, right?” ningning nudged your arms softly while yangyang tried to stifle a giggle. you were about to mouth out a ‘what?’ before sicheng cut you off.

“cool, you guys should come too. tomorrow at 10,” he and yangyang exchanged finger guns gestures before leaving the three of you. you just stood there in disbelief, eyeing them up and down before ningning dragged you to the parking lot. a stringful of grumbles escaped your lips, making the guy laugh obnoxiously.

“i can’t believe you guys did that,” you extended the seat belt, buckling it to the slot beside you.

“please. but you do want it, right?” you can’t deny, what she said was true. plus, you should have some fun and distress before having to go back to the usual dull routine of yours.

“how do i look?” you turn around, revealing the baby pink crop top and flare pants on your legs. it’s not your best outfit but giving the cliche excuse - you have nothing to wear, the two articles totally complements each other

“you look hot, that’s all i gotta say. right, yang?” ningning lifted her head from the headboard, glancing over at yangyang who’s going over his messages.

“yeah totally,” he lifted his hands, giving you a thumbs up. you threw a jacket onto your shoulders and grabbed the black purse on your dresser, glancing at the wall mirror one last time.

from the moment you stepped into the venue - guanheng’s place, smells of alcohol lingered around your nose, a group of people cheering ever so loudly over a game of beer pong, some already passed out on the couch. not to mention a brownish stain on the carpet - probably from someone throwing up. the mess would take a whole day to get rid off, you note to yourself. your friends are no longer to be found, both of them getting affiliated with god knows what. your eyes scanned the living room for sicheng but his presence is still nowhere to be found.

you decided to step towards the kitchen bar, pouring a drink for yourself. the mixed sweet and sour taste of it remained on your tongue for a couple of seconds. looking over at the snacks served, you grabbed a strawberry flavoured lollipop from the clear bowl. the crowd is cheering loudly for some type of incident happening at the back of the room, the music has been turned up to be a little louder than the volume before and you’re suddenly getting a little bit overwhelmed. you grabbed your purse and stepped out, inhaling some fresh air and looking up to the starry night sky.

“y/n? where have you been?” sicheng approached you from behind, making you a bit startled.

“sorry, hanging out outside can calm me. where did you go?” you popped the lollipop into your mouth.

“some jerk decided to throw up in front of me,” you pinched your nose with a disgusted expression, making him roll his eyes.

“do you want me to accompany you out here?” he offered. you just nod your head, placing yourself on the patio with him following suit. the sweetening flavour empowering your senses. it’s definitely much more calm out here, allowing you to clear up your mind. it’s not that you hate the atmosphere in the house right now, you’re just not in the mood.

“you know, you look pretty,” you turned around to meet his face. his brown eyes brimming with unconfessed love.

“shut up, stop with the jokes,” you lightly land a smack on his arms.

“what if i say i’m not joking?” he looked straight into your eyes, trying to find any emotion inside you. the sudden seriousness is making you feel much more awkward so you forced out a laugh, turning your attention right back upwards. the stars are shining brightly tonight, you can almost spot a constellation.

“i know what you’re doing, dong sicheng. just stop it already, it’s not working on me.” denial, that’s what you’re experiencing in the hot minute.

a gentle tug can be felt on your wrist, his eyes still not leaving yours.

“didn’t anyone tell you before? you’re really pretty. like, i can’t even describe it to you. you’re just,” he leaned over to caress your cheeks, “pretty,”.

what jaehyun said on the other day is true, after all.

love gives us thrill, the feeling of excitement, the feeling when you’re uncertain about something but when you have that special someone with you, you’re sure to wing it all.

your heart is beating so fast, it could fall out of your chest at any moment now. even the faint music blasting through the speakers inside the house can’t flush down the sound of your heartbeat. you’re not used to this, the sudden need of the significant skin to skin contact that symbolizes love between two individuals.

“can i?” his face in a very near proximity from yours, whispering into your right ear with his honey-like voice. you pulled the candy away from your mouth and nod, giving him the approval he needed before he dived in. heat rose from your stomach to your chest. you could only focus on how soft his crimson lips felt on yours, invading your privacy by all senses. you felt the kiss expand beyond your bodies, whirling you round, swirling you into the stars. he pulled away with a soft smile, you thought you could melt right then and there.

“wow,” that was the only word escaping your throat. your jumping heart still hasn’t settled down yet, your very first kiss still feeling surreal. you could see that sicheng is very much mirroring your emotions, his slender fingers grazing over his lips - the one that has come in contact with yours.

“the strawberry lollipop is sweet,” he commented, making the both of you laugh.

a ping from your phone awakened you from the gushy eye contact with him, unlocking it only to find yangyang’s text message. the second part of it made you fluster.

yang: yo r u coming in or what? and congrats for the kiss, we thought we’d have to wait longer for this

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K-POP WEEKLY WRAP UP: GAON Album Charts

[August 27, 2021] 2021년 34주차

#1- The Chaos Chapter: FIGHT OR ESCAPE

Topping Week 34 of the Gaon Album Charts is one of K-Pop’s 4th generation It boy groups TOMORROW X TOGETHER! This being the second time TXT has debuted a new release that smashed the Gaon Albums Chart, earning them their fifth #1 in South Korea.

“We do believe that it’s more important for us to express ourselves genuinely and openly, to be true to who we are as a team and as people. I very much enjoy being able to share these personal aspects because it feels like we, MOA and us, are deepening our bond and trust. I hope that our sincerity and honesty can be a source of strength for everyone, should they need it.” -Taehyun

#2- Queendom - The 6th Mini Album

Coming in the second spot, closely following TXT boys, is K-Pop queens Red Velvet, with their comeback album Queendom, regaining power and collecting their crowns once again. Queendom is the groups fourteenth top 10 title on the Gaon Albums Chart, all those projects have placed in the top 3.

“What do you want fans to take away from your new project Queendom?” -billboard

“When we’re together, we shine more beautifully so let’s be there for each other forever and always.” -Irene

#3- CRAVITY 1ST ALBUM PART 1 [The Awakening: Written In The Stars]

On the rise is the talent and always impressive boys of CRAVITY, just less than two years into their debut they’ve already managed grab a spot on the top of Gaon Album Charts four times. Needless to say, CRAVITY continues to prove their talents as young artists and a group, that we will continue to see top charts in the future.

“Before, with our Hideout trilogy, we talked about acknowledging each other's existence, relying on each other, being there for one another as if we're each other's “hideouts”. Now with this album, we're stepping out of our comfort zones to face the world and all the challenges that come with it with newfound confidence, as if we've been “awakened”.” -Allen

#4- CIX 1st Album ‘OK’ Prologue : Be OK

Next to take place is popular and handsome 5 member boy group CIX (Complete In X), the group’s first full-length collection is now their fifth to impressively and smoothly enter the top 10 of Gaon Albums Charts. Also being it’s the first to not be featured in their highly-successful ‘Hello’ series.

“The ‘HELLO’ series portrayed our friends being placed in a hell-like situation and the ‘OK’ series draws their experience searching for a breakthrough. Even if the five of us take a small stride, this is an album that shows us steadily growing and evolving. Just like how our journey up until now has come together to become this full-length album, we will work hard to start this new journey.” -Seunghun

#5- 6TH MINI ALBUM [THRILL-ING]

Last week we had the talent and personality driven group that attracts fans from all over the globe, The Boyz as our #1 place, this week they kept their crowns in the top 5 category with their 6th mini album ‘THRILL-ING’.

“Previously, we focused a lot on trying to decipher a certain message on stage, this time around we’re more into, “let’s be chill, let’s relax on stage, let’s really enjoy the vibe of the music”.” -Sunwoo

#6- The Land of Fantasy

Coming in at spot #6 we have the talents of the indie-rock group ‘Jannabi’, bringing the act to the highest tier for just the third time.

“The sound of The Land of Fantasy is also brilliantly lush, frequently layering dozens of voices and instruments into an inviting maelstrom. Prime examples of this include orchestral album opener “The Land of Fantasy” and the regal yet humorous “Bluebird, Spread your wings!”. The fullness of the album is exceptional given that Choi Junghoon is currently more or less operating as a one man show. Fellow bandmates Kim Dohyung (who was part of The Land of Fantasy’s production), Jang Kyungjoon, and Yoon Kyul are enlisted, on hiatus, and fresh out of the army respectively. Jannabi will in all likelihood return as a quartet (or a trio or duo), but for now, Choi Junghoon stands alone. You’d never know it from listening to The Land of Fantasy.” -Siena via. Seoulbeats

#7- DON`T FIGHT THE FEELING - Special Album

“Nations Pick” EXO return to the top 10, leaping a whopping 50 spots with what was their highly anticipated comeback. Never underestimate the power of the nations pick, on or off charts, they still find their way back.

“The five-track project tells a story of love, maturity and the ability to adapt to change, which is something that EXO know all too well. Over the course of their nine-year career, the group have had to adapt to a slew of lineup changes and quickly mature in the process. And while certain Western media outlets will attempt to make some believe that military enlistment is “the kiss of death” for a male group, EXO have proved that it’s possible to successfully adjust to the circumstances life throws at you and still make good music.” -Natasha Mulenga via. NME

#8- My Collection & #9- Select Shop

Returning this week at the 8th and 9th spot, is coincidently both former Wanna One members, Park Jihoon with ‘My Collection’ and Ha Sungwoon with ‘Select Shop’. As we see some former Wanna One members that went solo continue smash charts, it’s no surprise we have both singers still consecutively in the album charts at the same time.

#10- LOVE YOURSELF 轉 `Tear`

Bringing in our final spot is yet again worldwide K-Pop legends BTS. The global icons managed to smoothly swing through with the help of ARMY, ARMY’S undying love and support swiftly returned them to the top 10 with their 2018 album.

"This time around, it's about honesty and love, sometimes we just turn away from some sort of situations, because in love and life, it's not like a fairytale. We always have a dark side, so we want to talk about like, the dark sides of love.” -RM

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FOUR OCEANS is a band consisting of the four members Logan, Jinyoung, Ivy, and Ash. The group was formed in late 2011 after the quad met in international school. They were signed to Level Up Entertainment in 2015 but terminated their contract in late 2016 due to improper management. They currently are not under a label and deal with all matters regrading their brand themselves.

DETAILS

NAME ✷ FOUR OCEANS

MEMBERS ✷ LOGAN, JINYOUNG, IVY, ASH

FANDOM NAME ✷ Clown Fishes

COMPANY ✷ N/A

DEBUT ALBUM ✷ sOBeR

DEBUT SONG ✷ wish u were sober

MAINSTREAM DEBUT DATE ✷ January 2nd 2015

DISCOGRAPHY

sOBeR (2015) ✷ DEBUT MINI ALBUM –– INSP. TITLE TRACK !

hollywood (2015) ✷ DIGITAL SINGLE –– INSP. TITLE TRACK !

cult classic (2017) ✷ FULL ALBUM –– INSP. TITLE TRACK !

water under the bridge (2017) ✷ DIGITAL SINGLE –– INSP. TITLE TRACK!

true colors (2018) ✷ MINI ALBUM –– INSP. TITLE TRACK !

episode 222 (2018) ✷ MINI ALBUM –– INSP. TITLE TRACK !

doe eyes (2020) ✷ FULL ALBUM –– INSP. TITLE TRACK !

peace of mind (2020) ✷ DIGITAL SINGLE –– INSP. TITLE TRACK !

the sunshines (2021) ✷ FULL SINGLE –– INSP. TITLE TRACK !

HISTORY

The band was originally a duo of 13 year old Jinyoung, who went by Peter at the time, and 13 year old Logan after the pair met at Seoul International School after Logan moved to South Korea from Australia earlier that year while Jinyoung had moved from Michigan to South Korea at age 10. Not long after the duo had formed, they added youngest member, Ashton AKA Ash, to the group after he bugged them enough.

They began practicing at Logan’s house as a trio up until 2013 when Logan met fourth and final member, Grace who later would go by the stage name Ivy. After much consideration from the boys, Grace became an official member of the band, taking position on the bass and sometimes drums.

The rag tag group began busking around Seoul and performing at small venues until they were picked up by Level Up Entertainment in 2015. While the group was excited to be under an actual label, Level Up Entertainment wiped their previous discography from the internet to give the group a “fresh start”. It’s been confirmed that this was done without any of the members consent and they’re still upset over their old discography essentially being lost.

Upon their debut under Level Up, the band did relevantly well and garnered a small yet dedicated fanbase. They still busked around Seoul and often performed mini concerts around Korea while giving out copies of their albums in hopes of gaining more fans. While things looked fine to the public, the band was struggling creatively behind the scenes due to artistic differences with their management. In late 2015, Ash made a post on his Instagram story expressing how trapped he felt under his company and how the group is being punished with inactivity for not conforming to the image their label wants for them. The post was later deleted but it caused some buzz on the internet, gaining them more support.

In 2016, it was confirmed that with the help of Logan’s mother, 4 Oceans had terminated their contract with Level Up Entertainment and retained the rights to all the music they made under the label. The group went on a hiatus after this until coming back with their first full album in 2017 “cult classic” and have been going strong ever since.

Their tight bond is something notable about the group. It’s clear the members have a strong friendship and bond. Logan being quoted saying: “These guys are my soulmates. I’m pretty sure I’d be miserable and working a 9 to 5 if it wasn’t for this band.”

The group is most notable for how open they are with fans and how free they are. Ivy says they’ll most likely not go under a label again unless some big name label tries to pick them up and that they’re a lot happier without a label. While their fanbase isn’t the biggest, they are pretty known on social media and with international fans due to each member being from a western country. Logan being from Australia, Jinyoung being from America, Ashton being from the UK, and Ivy being from Canada.

#[ FOUR OCEANS ]#[ GROUPS ]#i love them #idol oc #kpop oc #i love them very much MWAH

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It’s a Mother Flocking Puffin Pt 22

Use of Karliene: Walk with the Devil. Requested by @deepestfirefun.

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‘Rest up, hope you’re feeling better. Been getting calls and messages all day yesterday and this morning to pass on that everyone will wait as long as necessary for their instruments to be repaired and returned. Your health is imperative.’ Bilbo’s message read loud and clear across your phone screen once you’d been given it from your bag that had kept it safe.

Along with that inquiries from Mal and thanks for saving her from that dagger notices from the social page you were instructed to make to display previews of your artwork for your illustration course to be tagged for the class and school for possible interest from future employers. The only public account you had with scores of messages of well wishes and compliments of the song you had been at the school to record.

Curious of how you did the clip was easily found on the same site your videos for the guys were posted on in the popular news category. The stilled image was you in the booth while the band outside readied to play the tune for you. And to the first note the camera steadied into a slightly better angle to come to rest as your voice came out in an accented Khuzdul flow sounding so awkward to you while others in the comments were praising the song you’d written for the popular fable a production company was currently filming. Snare taps to a drum beat kept the song going while the brass section readied for their role to the melody.

I've never claimed to be a good boy

That lad is long dead

'Cause I got stuck in the wars, Grace

Ones with bullets

And ones in my head

But you made it so

Easy to let go

Now I'm all alone

And the shots are deafening

A few lines in the footage flickered between you and a montage of sorts, reading a sort of fable linked to your lineage with Melkor’s death and inherited oath to bring down your family passed to the Avari.

So I walk with the Devil

My rivals best be careful

'Cause when you're already dead

There's no gun at your head

You're finally free

This one more of a fan video for your saving the day as slowed down enough to get stilled images of your fighting the Avari to when Smaug was released.

I shook hands with the Devil

Ah this town best be careful

'Cause when you're already dead

There's no rope for your neck

You're finally free

Yeah, I walk with the Devil

People fled while you ran from the courtyard. More stilled images flickered of the path to the Nursery until more flames destroyed that wing.

Do you remember that broken man

When you sang your song?

And how you put him back together, girl

With your voice and with your love

The shop came next up to the trio hoisting up the wind lance ending with the reduction of Smaug to rubies and gold.

'Cause you made it so

Easy to let go

Now I'm all alone

And the shots are deafening

The image of Thorin’s elated embrace of you afterwards was held for a good while with banners of wishes for long rules for their interim King and Queen.

So I walk with the the Devil

My rivals best be careful

Cause when you’re already dead

There’s no gun at your head

You’re finally free

The final part held a montage of clips from your videos on the progress for building your piano and repair job for the orchestra with words of hope to see what music you would bring into the world in the years to come.

I shook hands with the Devil

Ah this town best be careful

Cause when you’re already dead

There’s no rope for your neck

You’re finally free

The combination was a bit awkward of a match to go with the song but you simply took it as the culture variations at play that you simply didn’t see the tying features at not having grown up with their media they were used to. Still shockingly low on the pop culture references here down you scrolled realizing this was a fan video and not how this was put on the news. That footage was five times the length of this video due to the discussion of the anchors and a frozen image on one of the parts of you with what looked to be ice wings coming from your back used for another fan video titled Dragon vs Puffin Queen. Each video you saw continued the pattern of using various parts of the footage until you dipped to something else entirely. One focused solely on the song faces of Dwarves for the video you clicked on showed their shared plea for the production company to use the song you’d written for that fable in their upcoming film stirring a smirk out of you.

At your side you set the phone and again in your bag your hand dipped to fetch your notepad to continue working on a writing assignment formerly due in a week. Emails had been sent that the rest of the week the school was being cleaned with usable portions to continue housing classes while those in the destroyed wings would be moved to other courses. Among the few students on required bed rest and the parents understandably requiring some time off virtual courses were to be given for each applicable with written projects to be assigned weekly for the courses requiring physical attendance to have a grade to place until those lectures could be made up.

All the same you would do all you could to leave little extra stress for your Professors on top of the shift to not have to make up too many assignments. On the other hand however the Professors having heard from the news that the worst injuries you faced were cracked ribs assured you that there was no rush for you to hurry back to class before you were fully healed to not hurt yourself even more in returning before the month was up. Even after the Feast was set to take place to grant you more relaxation time even if your ribs and other troubles were healed by then.

Being with you was priority, though for his urge to stay curled up with you half an hour was what he set aside daily to work on the bunnies for you, maybe more if you had drifted off into a nap. Each day bringing him closer to the finished present he could give to you before the holiday break would come to tick off another marker to your courtship before meeting your clans in person. The first day went easily enough with small naps taken every so often between meals. With the second once you had finished off all your backed up work even a dig for an old needlework kit had taken up a few hours while Thorin had picked up some more loose ends to help carry the equal share of evening out from the fallout. Mainly the management of funds to be allocated to the building crews chosen for repairing the University and landscaping teams which should cover most of the issues for the remainder of the week minus the daily meetings.

A clever idea came from Balin’s wife in her time to bond with you while Dis sat for the official portrait for her, Vili and their children for that release at the end of the week when Thror and Niro would return home to the Palace. Propped on your legs rested on top of two pillows while you were being iced post stop by the Healers to stretch and massage out your still tight leg from hip to toe sat a tablet. With it you eyed the 3d model of the cottage you had chosen that she smirked relaxing that at least in your boredom some work to get more steps completed could be started, and the length of the task could take up ample time to get you through this healing bout of bed rest.

Easily the agreed furry foot stools and the forest green rug like in one of the studies you had seen with different color patterns were added. Tucked in the bedroom was a bed frame you wanted that by a peek into the boys’ room in the rental you shared Thorin might not be against using that frame for your marital bed. Blank boxy white furniture was settled where you wanted to fill spaces to be agreed upon later with the basic rooms first, starting with the living room. White furniture scooted around the room expanding and shrinking around the white rug before you turned your focus to the color of the walls, patterned wallpaper for a few rooms to be looked over by Thorin later surely as it wasn’t just going to be your home it’d be his too.

By the time you moved onto the dining room while your company was off to feed her little girl and put her down for a nap Thorin had come back and smiled ready to relax himself with an ice pack on his shoulder. Right up to your side with a gentle press of his lips to your cheek he wiggled closer, smile splitting wider in notice of what you were up to and the bashful grin on your face at being caught pressing forward on this step alone.

“Decorating to keep you busy?” He hummed gladly with eyes shifting to your face again, the blush on your face lured him inwards to steal another kiss on your cheek. “Let’s see what you have so far.”

“I have the stools we already agreed on, and I was thinking this rug, if those colors work.”

“That is a lovely rug,”

“And I did pick a bed frame like this, if you’d be good with that?”

“My beds have always been like this.” Hastily he wet his lips. “There is a style I imagined for the armchairs in our study and parlor guests won’t be using, just for us, it’s nice and deep,” his fingers on one hand found the style and settled one in place that with a tap of your own you added a second and switched between the colors tugging a smirk across his lips.

“Ooh, I like this grey one.” Once that was placed you said, “Maybe we should pick room colors and papers first.” Starting the task to coloring each room you could leaving the others blank for the time being with a symbolic giant crystal sculpture of Mumakil in the center of those rooms as a symbol to come back to later.

Kili grinned saying, “Now, I am on the camera, countdown, 5,” he hurried over and you giggled at his switching the camera on to record with the mini screen aimed at the three of you. You were tucked up in a plushy armchair with feet up on a furry foot rest with pillows rested behind your back fully warmed by the lit fireplace to your left, Fili was seated on one arm of the chair with Kili for the other. “2,” Back at your free side he came and smiled making you nip at your lip and grin through their usual sign in ready and comfortable for this video the guys thought would be a good check in for the public to say you are on the mend.

Lowly in Khuzdul they both said, “Welcome back to our little corner of the LonelyMountain. Today our salon doors are open to you.”

“ManeMan,” Fili said with a grin before Kili said, “And the GlitterGrizzly” Both bowed briefly making you glance down to shift your legs again, “At your service.” Their hands clapped and the pair settled a hand on the chair back behind your head smiling wider, “And today we are here again with our incredible model SnowBunny.”

In a soft giggle you waved with your now sling free arm glad to have some normal movement from that shoulder again and the pair each brought forward a set of measuring tapes, “Who is so kindly allowing us to measure her for a sketch while she relaxes by her lovely warm fire.”

Kili, “Already from our selection of candles she has chosen her favorite, a lovely warm cider scent.” With a smile he watched Fili play with and light the candle he set up on the mantle behind you.

Fili in sitting down again, “And now that we are assured our model is tucked nice and comfy in this large armchair with blanket, pillows and furry footrest we shall get to the measuring.” Through giggles you let them shift you subtly with tapes covering what was revealed above the blanket and just a long measure of the top of your legs and the tent your feet made on the stool. Each number was recorded on a notepad before the pair smiled moving to the stools set out they showed off smoothing their hands over them lifting the sketch pads and pencils waiting there for both on opposite sides of you to get started on the sketch. Halfway through to another exaggerated show of using their pencils to scale up a part of the sketches Sir Akdâmuthrab came over and climbed his way up onto your lap.

Kili, “Hey! I was almost done!”

Fili chuckled saying to the camera, “Introducing a little Burglar who is intent on stealing the focus of our SnowBunny.”

“Oh he can’t help it, nice and warm and he likes to cuddle since I can’t run away and wake him up,” you giggled out to the Princes who chuckled.

Kili leaned in saying, “Now to just wait for him to settle so I can get his markings right, him and his envious mustache and brows.”

Again you giggled out, “If he keeps up photo bombing we might have to pick him out a bowtie. Something fancy to wear.”

Fili, “Ooh, we could do that, stitch him up some options and have a try out for him to see which he likes.”

Exaggerated sketch sounds and taps on the pads came with your Burglar’s napping stretch granting them a second shot to get him added to the images that at the end they showed off. Once signed off the guys switched the video to edit while around you then posted it with a nice little message for a mini update from the Young Majesty from the Palace. The video had to be done today as the guys were meeting up with their team for a practice before the game this weekend taking them from your company and leaving you to Thorin’s watch once Thror and Niro return.

They were off while you slept soundly in a nap post lunch break, having been helped back to the comfortable mattress by the boys as walking was a bit rough on breathing easily for long distances past the occasional bathroom trip you could manage there and back again on your own.

Thror upon seeing Thorin tugged him into a tight hug, “How are you feeling?”

Niro promptly claimed her own hug widening his grin, “In any pain?”

“I am doing well, bit sore, but more for the massages and realignment from the Healers. Mostly just bruises and scrapes for me.”

Thror, “How is Jaqi? We saw the video the boys posted this morning. Quite early.”

“Jaqi is doing well, slept early, rough to say better or not, ribs are still troubling for her to walk or move too freely with just yet.”

Niro, “Are the Healers with her?”

Thorin shook his head, “No, resting right now, we just had lunch a bit ago.”

She looked over her grandson, “Are you resting?”

“Yes, I’ve been staying with Jaqi most nights unless it’s too late after things that have come up. I don’t want to wake her or make her shift by me joining her in her sleep to hurt her ribs. I am sleeping, just still tired.”

Thror, “Are you off to rest after we do the public hand off of the ring?”

Thorin nodded, “Small nap, then I would like to finish up the touches on the bunnies. Just a few tiny things to double check then it’s waiting until she is healed to have a walk or picnic at least.”

Thror patted him on the back, “That is a relief, come and we will handle this business and you will be demoted again to focus solely on our granddaughter.” Deepening the Prince’s smile on the joint turn from the garage where their jet had let them out to get inside the Palace walls.

All was still locked down on these grounds at least as it would stay out of respect for you to grant you ample protection and trust that you had all the time you needed to recover. While you had been resting the Emperor when not at your side had made a couple trips on the days you were meant to go into the shop to at the very least assure Bilbo that you were all holding up nicely, along with handling a few press updates with simple statements in passing. All that you were improving and following the Doctor’s instructions to continue doing so after a blow to the ribs. They were your main injury that none wished to rush you on as in their required sparring courses rib injuries were abundantly common and known to require a bit of babying to recover from no matter how irritating the bed laying could be. All in all the people were of good spirits knowing ample updates day to day after what could have gone so much worse for everyone involved.

Niro with a smile looped her arm into Thorin’s arm asking, “And what is this I hear about cottage decorations while on your bed rest?”

Thorin chuckled along with Thror, “A tablet was given to keep her distracted, mainly just wall colors and a few rooms down.”

Niro, “It is a start, once the mirrors are taken down off that pillar then we can get to painting and papering the cottage.”

“Put a little something together for you, my Yuula,” the Emperor said rolling you in the wheeled chair to your 3rd spare bedroom now turned into a mini workshop filled with a selection of the 8 double bases and 12 cellos sent from the orchestra the day prior. “I imagined the orchestra pieces might be wanted to complete first.”

Tearily you looked up at him smiling in his lean forward to give you a hug, “Thank you.”

“I know you just want to be productive, the boys helped me sneak these back, well, not much to sneaking, they are huge, but tagged and organized for you. Bilbo said the Violas come in a few days.”

And that was how your little bed rest rebellion began. Resting in your chair the 2 hours and 40 minutes for the bases went by smoothly. Followed by the first half of the cellos for 2 hours until your brunch came in to by followed by finishing off the cellos that were, via text to Bilbo, moved over in the system and to be taken back to the shop to notify the orchestra in a few days to not spoil the surprise. As if they had already been done and simply gotten shuffled down on the call to pick up list traded for the violas in their drop off. As it went the day of rebellion was followed by two mainly sleeping for the ease of the Healers and Durins only for you to wake to the first six of the 12 violas sent in at a time. Two hours was all it took and to avoid another slump like that again you spaced them out through the day before and after meals to grant you a shower and nap to be rested for supper with Thorin.

The Emperor was pleased to say the least that you were restless and somewhat calm, that your fighting spirit hadn’t taken an injury and sorrow or a deep depression had crept in to keep you wishing to stay in bed forever and never leave these palace walls again. Desserts were group affairs with breakfasts on occasion when you were up to be held together, each adding another tick mark to proof that you would be back to normal soon enough.

Tonight however with the shipment of Athelas plants from Gondor he had sent for the Emperor sat up next to you having helped you lay out on your side. With shirt tucked up revealing the painful black bruise of the handle surrounded by a sea or deep indigo bruises from your side branching onto your back matching those on your legs. Soft and tenderly his voice ebbed and flowed from wall to wall in the squeeze of his fingers around the wet cloth draining the excess warm water mingled with the essence of the ground Athelas blooms causing it to begin to glow. Barely touching the skin over your bruise his hand paused at the clench of your side feeling the heat already of the cloth and hand close to touching the painful spot. A healing bath was set to be drawn for you later today but this bruise and fractures had to be seen to first to ease your discomfort before you could soak in a hot bath preventing risks of losing your breath in the tub from the heat.

Down his hand moved to fold around the bruise as kindly as possible for the slow and steady smooth of the cloth down your ribs to spread the healing ointment. Faintly to his song your skin began to glow and between each stroke of the cloth he would remove it to drench it again to coat your skin some more. Every one showing signs that the bruises were lightening, with eyes shut you controlled your breath to grow accustomed to the uncomfortable feeling of the fractured ribs underneath his palm beginning to seal whole again from the painful crack outwards. The sight from the foot of the bed had Thorin’s hand smoothing comfortingly over your ankle and lower leg eyeing each inch of the astonishing bruise covering your torso. Curiously the boys had asked to watch the process and having heard your bruises would heal as well were glad to get your approval for their filming the process.

Black to Indigo the ribs began to give way to a tolerable purple growing fainter to an olive shade where he would guide your body onto your belly. Up to your shoulders the back of your shirt was eased up revealing the back of your front clasped razorback bra in a stand out nude shade he worked around guiding those indigo bruises around the small bandages he uncovered to smooth the ointment over. Those remaining scabs moistened soaking it all in to heal by morning adding to the stunning process relaxing those watching even more at the growing ease you found to move and breathe again.

Down into the now empty bowl the cloth was settled. And over your back the shirt was eased again for his guiding you to sit up cross legged for a series of easy stretches to test your limberness regained again widening your grin knowing that surely after the bath you’d be mostly back to normal after another day of continuing to rest as much as possible. The return to health was much anticipated though glad for more days of cuddles Thorin stayed close. In private as the boys went to watch and edit the footage down to update the people again who had caught sight of one of your bruises before on your leg when a massage was being given to it in a try to help speed it along. The comments almost all focused on how long it might take to have those indigo bruises to heal on your Hobbity self with others of Hobbit lineage sharing their own long battles with bruises.

The videos surely were seen by your clan, who had called Winge and calmed at the delivery on its way to aid in those lingering wounds paining them greatly. Again and again the footage of the attack was viewed by them watching their brave strong lost heir defeating a formidable foe and foiling the anticipated death toll tipped entirely onto the Avari. Aching to have this week over with wishing to have you greet them in this new kingdom you’d yet to travel to that they could show you all of the secrets they had learned in their stay. They could have come to visit but still clung to the fact they did not wish to overstep as if they had been there in your pained moments they would not have left your side until you were back to yourself again while sharing all you had missed and they had been compiling on personal lists for the decades of your absence sure to spill out of them. But it was just another week until you would arrive, having assured them in your video call times at the back end of Winge’s daily updates that you were still coming on time so they didn’t have to change the Feast of Starlight plans.

Two sock bunnies sat on your table along the wall while tucked in bed with Thorin on top of the covers beside you watched a film. One baby blue with white spots and a white t shirt complete with blue button paired with an identical bunny in grey and white. Much like for you in the past his speech shot right out of his mind and even sore still a tight hug on your part was met by his gentle embrace pleased to have received your adoration on his skills. One loving dinner had been prepared by him and all night he remained close to you with just a break to change to his flannels and return again to stretch out with you enjoying the film he’d chosen, smiling brightly all the while at your place nestled half against his chest using his shoulder as your pillow. In the morning he’d be off to another final wedding being held out in one of the Southern Dwarf Kingdoms that would keep him away a few days. You wouldn’t be sitting around moping, not with classes beginning this week to sit for and instruments to pretend you weren’t fixing.

“I’m telling you Amad I don’t know!” Kili huffed out plopping into a chair bedside his brother’s after having been standing so long to show off his mark dots on the shape of a clover on his wrist now in a darker shade of light gold hinting he’d touched his One.

Dis huffed as Vili said, “Well there has to be a hint on how many people you whacked your wrist into while Smaug was terrorizing the school.”

Kili blurted out, “Well what about Fili?! His mark is on his collarbone they’d have had to go under his shirt why isn’t he getting this grilling when he should no doubt know who touched him underneath his clothes! All I know is we were at the game and our marks lit up, so it’s someone that went to the game!”

Dis said, “No deflecting, we are working youngest to eldest. Now from the first sign Smaug was being let loose who did you come into contact with? As best you can remember. There are two clans to research and contact to begin courtship talks.”

Kili sighed and wet his lips looking at his wrist himself trying to remember. “We just came out of the orchestra session and we were in the breezeway, we saw the team, then dagger was thrown. Smaug came out and we grabbed,”

His eyes went wide as Fili’s did realizing who it might be, both groaning out rubbing their hands over their faces, “Mal.”

Dis looked them over asking, “Ok yes she is on the list we took note of on the security footage there is of this. Why the groan?”

Kili lowered his hands to say, “I grabbed her arm and Fi kept her head between us, when we went to the water I had to help him get her to let go of his shirt.”

Vili, “Ok, good candidate then, why the groan do you not like her?”

They both said, “You don’t date your friend’s friends! Bro Code! She’s Jaqi’s only friend outside the clan!”

Kili shook his head, “Can’t be her,” crossing his arms over his chest.

Fili did the same, “She’d never talk to us again.” His folded arms shifting his shirt to show the side of the pale blue jellyfish shaped dots of his mark once more of an off white than a legible shade of blue at all.

The parents relented and let the boys go with word given to Dwalin through his friendship with Bilbo to ask what clan she belonged to on her Dwarf side. A task leaving them less than satisfied as he said he paid no one to that ‘jumble of nonsense’ her father hailed from and had even himself broken free of to choose the more respectable Baggins clan and name for his own to get a fresh start from the life he rarely spoke of beyond a muttered curse. Leaving just one person to ask for any clue without approaching the young Dwobbit herself.

Pt 23

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giant-sketches · 4 years

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Hello everyone and thank you again for enjoying my Mass Emotions AU narrative. As promised I made a little animation for this one. I also want to let you know that this is not a full on story that I plan on finishing, but is something I’d like to keep open ended for us all to explore together. If you’re caught up with all my posts on this then please keep reading to see what I plan next, if not please check out the #mass emotions ts tag and return here later. I plan on putting some spoilers to events that have taken place already and about how I’ve portrayed the sides.

1. While the biggest and most shown relationship is Virgil x Patton they all have more of a polyamorous relationship that can be romantic and platonic. Even if I haven’t shown it yet Roman and Logan actually get along quite well too.

2. They live in a fort/castle where they have their own rooms and a number of facilities. The lab that the testing was done in contains equipment needed to repair any damage the Dark Sides cause and they need to remain at a stable temperature when not on. These devices were all designed and built by Logan.

3. They do live in a kind of mental realm with other people. If you’ve seen the anime Cells at Work it’s kind of like that where the other people are not warriors, but normal workers and civilians. Usually only their environment is affected by the Dark Sides, but say Thomas has an episode or constantly indulges in bad behavior it can begin affecting the people.

With that being said I’d like for all of you to ask me questions and send prompts for what you all would love to see next of this world. I think it would be fun for us to create our own narratives for this open-ended story of mine. I do still plan on drawing more, but the beginning is complete so there’s no real order to follow anymore. Additionally, I have a short story idea I’ve been working on to share with you all soon that’s something completely different from this current AU. Please look forward to it! Enjoy this current post as well!!!

- Virgil had now grown large enough to slide himself into the covers next to Patton in the bed. He was still pretty small, maybe the size of a child he thought, but he could still get closer to Patton without worry. As he curled up next to Patton, Virgil extended his arm to try and hug him, but didn’t quite reach to his dismay. Instead he thought back to when he was in Patton’s hand and the soft, warm feeling he felt from Patton’s lips pressing up against him. He wanted Patton to feel the same, but at his current size that wasn’t possible.

He would have to get bigger, still he hesitated. If he grew too fast he’d wake Patton up and if he couldn’t stop for any reason it would become dangerous. Still his heart wasn’t calming down at the thought of completely embracing Patton entirely. Virgil shifted upwards a bit in the bed and layed a small kiss on Patton’s forehead to reassure himself. When he was always with Patton he felt so safe. He wanted to protect Patton, Logan, and Roman always. He loved them all dearly as his family. With those feelings flooding his thoughts Virgil began to grow. At first it started slow, but quickly accelerated from his excitement.

He simply couldn’t help himself. He loved the feeling of towering over Patton and holding him close as his arms and hands touched every ounce of his form in a warm embrace. When Virgil was like this he felt like he could keep Patton safe from anything. It gave him a sense of power and confidence in himself. Although, the sudden growth and creaking of the bed had woken Patton up. It didn’t take long for him to notice that Virgil had grown back to a normal size and far beyond as well.

Patton: “Hey kiddo, looks like you’ve grown since I last saw you.”

- Virgil was surprised, but remained still as the bed continued to creak under his weight. Virgil was a little embarrassed to be found by Patton in such a position, but relieved by his joking behavior.

Virgil: “Sorry I woke you up Pat. I tried my best not too, but I guess I grew a little too fast.”

Patton: “It’s alright!”

- Patton scooched closer to Virgil and stretched his arms out to give him a hug back. Patton’s figure was now completely covered by Virgil’s form. Virgil’s face flushed red in response and he slowly brought his hands closer to Patton’s back to hold him even closer. Patton could hear Virgil’s heartbeat pounding throughout his entire being as he was pressed up against Virgil’s chest. It was a comforting sound he could lose himself in.

Patton: “I guess you growing so big was your idea then?”

Virgil: “Well I did grow back while I was asleep, but once I woke up I did want to keep growing.”

Patton: “Do you like being big?”

- Unlike last time when he felt bad about admitting he enjoyed growing and being big, Virgil didn’t hesitate to answer. Instead he held Patton even closer and curled his body around him.

Virgil: “I do. It makes me feel like I can protect you and everyone from any danger. I felt really safe when I was being carried in your hands earlier and I want you to feel the same when you're with me.”

- Patton was overcome with joy at Virgil’s words. He was thrilled to see that Virgil no longer saw himself as a monster, but as a guardian. Patton worked his way closer to Virgil’s face as he pressed his own face against it. He then began nuzzling Virgil’s face in a comforting manner. Virgil noticed and titled his head down a bit in order to nuzzle back softly. However, Patton still worried if Virgil could remain big all the time. He definitely wanted him to feel comfortable, but the thought of a mini giant roaming around the realm or even inside the fort was just unrealistic. Perhaps a compromise could be met.

Patton: “I’m really happy to see you being so comfortable with yourself now, but I can’t help thinking that this size might be a bit too much for daily life. It’s already too much for the bed you’ve outgrown.”

Virgil: “I guess you’re right. My legs are technically on the floor and my back is nowhere near the bed anymore. Still...”

Patton: “Listen kiddo, I want you to be comfortable and I also like our big bear hug times like this one. So how about we make a deal where you only get this big or bigger when you're with me and for most of the time you can stay tall, but not big...deal?”

Virgil: “Deal.”

Patton: “Awesome! Now then, think you could shrink back down to that new size of yours before the bed finally kaputz?”

Virgil: “Sure.”

- Virgil closed his eyes and imagined the size he was going for. He wanted to remain tall, tall enough to still pick up Patton from time-to-time and big enough to still give him lots of hugs that completely covered his frame. Virgil rested on 6’10 and opened his eyes to a now astonished looking Patton.

Patton: “I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of seeing you do that! Anyway you still seem pretty tall, what size did you set on?”

Virgil: “I went with 6’10.”

Patton: “Wow! That’s more than a foot taller than me!”

Virgil: “Really? How tall are you? I noticed the three of you are pretty much the same height or close to it.”

Patton: “ I’m 5’9 actually. So I’m shorter than Roman who’s 5’10, but taller than Logan who’s 5’8.”

- Patton yawned as he listed off the trios height. Virgil saw that Patton was still tired from the long night.

Virgil: “I had no idea Logan was the shortest.”

Patton: “Uh-huh, he says all his growing energy went to his brain instead.”

- Virgil gave a light chuckle at that remark as he began working his arms back around Patton. Patton had begun fading in and out of consciousness.

Virgil: “We should get back to sleep Pat.”

- Patton was too tired to answer so he just closed his eyes with a slight nod and laid his head up against Virgil’s chest. Allowing himself to fall asleep to that all familiar heartbeat. Virgil pressed his face into Patton’s hair and whispered him a sweet good night as he too closed his eyes.

To be continued.

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boleynhowards · 4 years

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thank you for your request, anon!

i wasn’t sure whether you wanted this to be read a ship or not so i hope i could capture it in a way that isn’t explicitly either or.

i also hope you don’t mind that i gave it a semi happy ending.

masterpost, for more SIX works.

I’m Still Learning

2954 words. TW: implied sexual assault, panic attack.

Betrayal was perhaps the best word to describe how Katherine was feeling as she read the words on the page. They stared at her, a big bolded headline standing out against the bland white background, and she couldn’t help the unsettling feeling that crept up her spine as a result of them.

Truly, she hadn’t meant to come to this point. Her clock read a quarter past four in the morning but Kat still hadn’t slept a wink. It was one of those nights that even exhaustion couldn’t coax her to unconsciousness, her mind plagued with memories of the past that prohibited her from sleeping. Rather than wake up Anne or Jane and bother them though, she decided to cope by staying up watching Disney movies on her laptop. That worked for the five hours it lasted from eleven pm the night before, but now she was tasked with falling asleep again before the sunrise.

That’s how she ended up on this Tudor history blog; a combination of unwillingness to sleep and morbid curiosity. That same macabre inquisitiveness pushed her to scroll past the title and read the actual post below, but she didn’t even get through the first paragraph before she was throwing her phone against the wall and sobbing into her shaking hands.

The feeling of hands all over her body began to take over, and with the light from her phone being discarded as she threw it moments before, the pressure got worse as she couldn’t see if the hands were real or not. Kat slapped at the intrusive hands but was only met with her palm harshly swatting her own body which caused an eruption of pain wherever she landed. But the hands felt so real and the faces in mind felt inches away from her, so she had to continue fighting.

Despite her efforts to stay quiet so as not to alert the other queens and not to anger her assaulters further, Kat hadn’t noticed how her jagged breaths turned to whimpers turned to low begs to stop. As such, it should have come as no surprise when the door swung open and in rushed Catherine Parr to the bedside to help.

“Kat-“

Mistake. As soon as Cathy spoke up and Kat shot her head up to see who it was, everything worsened by a million. The younger queen stared for a few brief seconds, frozen in place from her terror. Then, with the article she just read fresh in mind, survival instincts kicked in and Kat released a shrill scream before pulling her arm back and throwing a fist at Cathy in self defence.

All chaos broke loose after that. The combination of Kat’s shriek and the pained and confused yell that Cathy emanated was enough to wake up the four other queens they shared a house with. First the hallway light flickered on as a panicked Jane Seymour clambered out of bed, followed in wake by Catherine of Aragon, Anne Boleyn and Anna of Cleves. Then the door to Kat’s room flew open again, revealing the four newly awakened queens.

Jane was the first to rush in and enter, arm raised as the racketing yells of fear and pain caused her to assume a home invader had broken in. However, as soon as Aragon turned the light of Kat’s room on, the four queens were greeted by nothing of the sort. Instead, Cathy was kneeling next to Kat’s bed with her hand over her bloodied nose and, on the other side of the room, Kat had stumbled into the corner - as far away from Cathy as possible.

Though confused, the queens sprung into necessary action. Jane and Anne rushed to Kat’s side, checking to see if she was okay and launching into comfort. Aragon approached Cathy, gently pulling her up and guiding her to the bathroom - presumably to clean up her face. Whilst this all happened, Anna surveyed the room in an almost investigatory way. That was when she noticed Kat’s phone, strangely laying screen down by the wardrobe, almost having been slidden underneath it.

Anna bent down and picked up her phone, cringing when she saw the large and fresh crack over the screen. That worry dispelled entirely as she read the text actually on the screen, and suddenly the whole scene she had walked in on made sense. The headline that had garnered Kat’s panic still shone on the page, and Anna couldn’t help the gasp that escaped her.

Was Henry VIII’s sixth wife really so saintly? Research suggests Catherine Parr joined husband Thomas Seymour in sexual abuse of teenage...

A sick feeling come across Anna but, despite temptation, she neglected to read on. There was a chance the article could have been a fabrication of history- she really, really hoped so- and so, trying not to make too quick a judgement in a dire situation, she pocketed Kat’s phone to stop the fifth queen from reading the article.. and to show it to the others after the current situation was dealt with.

Approaching the trio in the corner, Anna kneeled pitifully with them, not quite being able to bring herself to go to the bathroom with Cathy just yet. She hated having doubt but she needed to know if this was true - she knew they needed to clean this up as soon as possible. Especially for the sake of the panic stricken Katherine Howard.

Four days after that nighttime event and there was still a tense atmosphere in the house. Given the circumstances, it was understandable for there to be an awkward rift in their home - it was just a question of when (or if) it would be sorted.

Communication was what the queens built the foundation of their trust on, and suddenly it felt desecrated by the discovery of that article by Kat. What was worse was that, despite Cathy’s best efforts, Kat seemed uninterested in making amends. Even with reassurance from some of the other queens, it was easy to tell by the way she rushed from the room to avoid her that Kat was fearful of Cathy.

That fact didn’t rest well with the sixth queen. Being almost always awake, she had become one of the people who overheard Kat’s night terrors the most and subsequently one of her most frequent comforters during the night; that’s why she had been the one to run in a few nights ago. She had seen first hand just how scared Kat got, how realistic those terrors were for her - to be the one instilling that fear, even if it was inadvertently, was a guilt Cathy abhorred.

Idealistically, she would have liked to have sought out Kat and talk to her about it right away. She wanted to clear things up between them; to apologise and to amend their situation. That was growing to be an impossible task when Kat wouldn’t answer to her, would leave the room when she would enter and just relentlessly avoid her.

Sighing, Cathy laid in bed that morning and started at the ceiling. It had been another sleepless night with not much productivity. Her notebook laid idly on her desk and had been for a while, but due her fleeting inspiration she didn’t get up and write in it. Another idea would be to try and get some sleep, but the chirruping of the birds and the light peeking in through her blinds suggested it was too late for that.

So Cathy laid and waited and thought about what she could do given her current situation. It was only when she heard steps down the stairs and someone walking around in the kitchen that she finally decided to get up again, rubbing her eyes as if she had actually been sleeping.

The clock beside her read seven thirty two. Only one queen would be up this early; Jane. She was almost always the queen who woke up first and tended to use that time alone to prepare the kitchen for breakfast, ready for when the other queens would wake up. Figuring she could use a coffee and someone to talk to, Cathy stood up, slipped on her dressing grown and began to make her way down to meet her.

“Morning, Jane.” Cathy greeted as she walked into the kitchen, only to look up and double take.

It was certainly not Jane Seymour who woke up first that morning. Rather Katherine Howard stood over the hot drinks machine, clearly struggling to figure out how it worked. As soon as she heard Cathy though, the cocoa powder she was trying to insert became an obsolete worry as she turned on her heel and was greeted by more sinister sights.

Kat thought it was the worst scenario to be in. She was alone in the room with her for starters, but worse was that she stood in the exit’s way, leaving her trapped. Before she could react though, Cathy spoke again.

“I can help you, if you’d like.” She gestured at the drinks machine behind Kat though making sure to stay in place. She feared that by approaching Kat she might scare her off.

Considering the situation they were in, Cathy was pleasantly surprised when Kat finally gave her a small nod, stepping aside to make room. She smiled gratefully, trying to show her that she wasn’t out to hurt her as she stepped up to the machine and began to look at what the problem was. It was quick to realise.

“You’ve got it on the wrong setting, love.” Cathy pointed out the nozzle which was fixed over the coffee funnel. “That’s my fault, I probably use this machine the most. Here.”

She made a light joke before taking the packet of cocoa powder from Kat’s hands and setting the machine correctly as she poured the powder into the slot. There was a silence as they waited for the beverage to brew, and although it wasn’t the most comfortable situation ever, Cathy was grateful for the fact that Kat hadn’t run from the room yet.

When the mug had filled, Cathy took it and placed it in front of Kat, who had taken to sitting at the table while she waited. She then dropped a handful of mini marshmallows over the top to finish, “I know Jane says they’re not for breakfast but she’s not here right now.” She pointed out with a grin.

“Thanks.” Kat smiled a little to show her appreciation and even though her volume was small and her beam was even tinier Cathy couldn’t help but feel feel relieved.

It was then, as they sat again in a hard silence, Cathy noticed her opportunity. She had Kat here, alone and slightly more comfortable than she would have expected. Knowing what she had to do, she cautiously sat on the other end of the table. “I was hoping we could talk.”

Kat’s expression was unreadable and for a moment Cathy was regretting to bring this up. Just as she was about to drop the subject, Kat simply nodded and allowed Cathy to continue.

“Talk about what happened the other night-“

“Why didn’t you tell me about what that article said?” Kat interrupted her suddenly, much to Cathy’s surprise. Her tone was one of pure upset which only made Cathy feel more guilty.

“I’m sorry.” That was all Cathy could even begin to think of saying.

“Was it true then? Did you...?” Kat trailed off, not wanting to repeat the words she read a few nights ago.

“Partially.” It took Cathy some time to come up with what she was going to say, but she settled with that before explaining herself further. “I mean... at first I thought it was just fun and games. When I realised what he was actually doing, I stopped right away, I swear. I tried to get the girls sent someplace else, away from him. If it was a different time, I would have went with them. But I didn’t, because I needed him... and I loved him. For that, I’m so sorry, Kat. If I could go back and change it or do something more to apologise, I would.”

“You sat with me at night though, God knows how many times.” Kat pointed out, “You felt okay with that... after doing that?”

“It wasn’t a matter of whether I felt okay with it or not. Foremost, I wanted to help you. But, yes, I guess there was a bit of me that had what happened in the past in my mind. And I didn’t want to ignore it or let it silently sweep under the mat like how I did back then. I’ll never be able to change what I did and I’m forever going to be ashamed for it, which is why I want to be there for you more than anyone or anything else; not to rectify the past, I can’t do that anymore, but to make sure I don’t make the same mistakes in the future.”

When Cathy finished, Kat looked deep in thought. Her features were still pained but she also seemed to be trying to be considerate. Typical, Cathy thought, Katherine was always way too nice.

“I understand.” Kat said after a while, struggling to come up with something else. She couldn’t quite utter forgiveness; not yet. Luckily, Cathy seemed to notice this.

“That’s all I ask.” Cathy reassured, “And I’m so thankful for that. I don’t expect you to forgive me, and I understand if you never want to. I just hope you can see I’m trying to amend this as best I can, even if I can’t ever do it enough. I also understand if you don’t want to speak to me again or-“

“Cathy, I do want to speak to you again. Why do you think I stayed in here this long?” As she spoke, Kat finally took a sip from the mug in front of her, “I mean... yeah, I have been avoiding you and I was scared when you walked in just now. But I’ve also been noticing how stagnant the house feels now. That and I’ve been thinking about all the times you did lay awake with me until I went back to sleep or when you rushed into my room to see if I was okay. I was confused about it ‘til now because of what you just told me. I am a little apprehensive thinking about what you did, but I also see that you are actually apologetic; which is a lot more than what I could have asked from everyone else. It’ll take some time but I don’t want to throw us away, Cathy. We’ve all made mistakes, some of us worse than others, but now I know you’re sorry and you’re trying to fix them... I’m a little calmer. I just hope this is okay for me to ask of you.”

Her voice was shaky as she spoke and she still had that nervous energy about her but Cathy was taken aback by the firmness and decisiveness of Kat’s words. She hadn’t expected the younger to come out with that at all.

“You’re not asking for too much! It feels like you’re giving me way too much, if I’m being honest.” Cathy was astounded, relieved and grateful. “Of course. I understand and I’m willing to wait and put in all the effort just to make us the same again. Just let me know if there’s anything I can do.”

“You’re already doing everything you can.” Kat shrugged nonchalantly before glancing up at Cathy, a glint of mischief in her eyes. “Wouldn’t mind you grabbing me some chocolate from the shop today, though.” She nodded toward the house rota attached to the fridge; Cathy on the grocery run for the day.

“Wow, okay.” Cathy rolled her eyes but had to hand it to her, “Should’ve seen that one coming. But sure I will.” She stood up with a grin before grabbing a mug from the cupboard and approaching the drinks machine for the second time that day, switching it back to the coffee setting once more.

It had been a great outcome, Cathy thought. Sure, there was still lots to come and of course they weren’t suddenly back where they were, but it had been a huge step in a good direction. At the very least, her period of unsureness and unspoken guilt was over.

When Jane walked into the kitchen a little while after their conversation, she tried not to act surprised at the two girls in the same room. Coexisting peacefully.

“Morning Jane, figured I’d get a head start on you today.” Cathy proudly gestured to the coffee in her hands and the hot chocolate that was in front of Kat. Before Jane could respond though, she was being dragged to the table by the younger.

“Mum! I was reading online about this theme park, and...”

Cathy smiled sadly as Jane’s attention was diverted down to the screen of Kat’s tablet - the younger queen clearly trying to make a pitch for a day out. Of course she couldn’t expect herself to be reiterated into the group that quickly. They had just talked about that.

As Aragon, Anne and Anna began to make their appearances into the kitchen, Cathy stood in thought. She was going to prove herself, to build a bridge and a better future no matter how long that took.

Then maybe she might be invited to that theme park trip. For now, she would start off small.

(As small as grabbing Kat a little more than just chocolate from the grocery run later that day could be, anyway.)

#six the musical #six the musical fanfic #angst with a happy ending #parrward #catherine parr #katherine howard #catherine of aragon #anne boleyn #jane seymour #anna of cleves

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Super Junior-K.R.Y. Talks About Plans For Promotions, Reactions To New Album From Other Members, And More

Super Junior-K.R.Y. has made their long-awaited return!

On June 8 at 6 p.m. KST, the trio released the mini album “When We Were Us” along with a music video for the title track of the same name.

In an interview with Herald Pop, Super Junior-K.R.Y. talked about finally releasing an album in Korea, what’s in store for their upcoming promotions, and more.

When asked how the members felt returning to the Korean music scene after almost 15 years since the trio’s formation, Yesung said, “This is an album we have waited for as much as our fans, so I am very happy and thankful.”

Ryeowook added, “Since I have waited a long time for Super Junior-K.R.Y’s album just as our fans did, this album is more meaningful to me. I like it even more, and I hope that it receives a lot of love from many people.”

Kyuhyun commented, “I am happy thinking that this album will become a great present, as our fans have looked forward to it for a long time.”

The members then described their title track “When We Were Us.” Ryeowook said, “It’s a song with a really great melody. I also think that it could work as a drama OST.”

Kyuhyun added, “Regardless of whether it’s happy or sad, I think that any memory becomes a beautiful one after time passes. If you listen to the song while thinking of fond memories, you will be able to feel the song’s atmosphere a little better.”

Next, the members each chose a color for their unit group. Yesung decided on orange, saying, “The color of Ryeowook’s voice seems like a spring pink. Kyuhyun’s is brown like autumn, and mine is like the white winter. If you mix Ryeowook’s pink, Kyuhyun’s brown, and my white, I think it’ll be an orange color.”

On the other hand, Ryeowook chose blue, comparing it to Super Junior’s group color pearl sapphire blue. He said, “Even if it’s a unit group, I don’t think the color changes because even when it’s the three of us, it’s just as fun as when we are with the entire group, and E.L.Fs (Super Junior’s fandom name) still love us constantly.”

Kyuhyun chose navy, saying, “Super Junior-K.R.Y. has a color that is one level deeper and darker than Super Junior’s pearl sapphire blue.”

Yesung and Ryeowook then shared what parts they played in creating their album. Yesung said, “I usually suggest ideas about the visual aspect. I think a lot of my suggestions about the album jacket image and our wardrobe were reflected.”

Ryeowook added, “All the songs on our album were so equally good that it was hard to decide on a title track. I really liked our current title track ‘When We Were Us,’ so I want to say that my opinion was gathered [to choose the title track] to a certain extent. Also, we all thought about the direction for the vocals overall and how the three of us can create harmony.”

Ryeowook then revealed how the other Super Junior members reacted to the trio’s new album. He said, “The members listened to the song and said it was really great! They’re all honest so you can tell by their faces if it’s not good, but they supported us sincerely, saying that the song was good.”

The members also talked about what they hope to show fans as Super Junior-K.R.Y. Yesung said, “I hope that Super Junior-K.R.Y.’s album will make all the people who waited happy. If I had another wish, it would be that there will be more people who love our music after listening to this album. I’d be very thankful.”

Ryeowook said, “Rather than a big goal, I just want to give back to our fans who waited a long time by showing good sides of us.”

Kyuhyun commented, “I want to gift many people an unforgettable summer song.”

Next, the trio talked about plans for promotions. Ryeowook said, “If possible, we want to be on many stages and variety programs. Please look forward to everything we do as a trio!”

Kyuhyun responded, “First, we plan to show you performances of our new song through many music programs. We are preparing internet broadcasts and various content so more people can watch us.”

As a final thought, the members relayed messages to one another. Kyuhyun said to Ryeowook, “Ryeowook with a jade-like national treasure of a voice, I always love you. Let’s be together for a long time!”

Ryeowook spoke to Yesung, saying, “Yesung, you must be busy filming for your movie. You have worked hard singing and acting. But since our album is out, let’s have fun promoting. You know that your voice is always No. 1 in my heart, right? Don’t be sick, and always be healthy!”

Yesung wrapped things up with a short but sweet message to Kyuhyun: “Kyuhyun, let’s be happy! As always, thank you.”. soompi

#kyuhyun #SUPER JUNIOR K.R.Y #ryeowook #yesung #SUPER JUNIOR

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mtm1-epk · 3 years

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ABOUT

MADE TO MEASURE VOL.1

feat. MINIMAL COMPACT, BENJAMIN LEW, AKSAK MABOUL & TUXEDOMOON

Originally released in 1984, the inaugural volume of the series included works commissioned as soundtracks for dance & theatre performances, films, and a fashion show. The album offers both a glimpse into unusual aspects of these four artists’ work, and a testimony of the buzzing activity in what was becoming a close-knit community of musicians revolving around Crammed Discs’ Brussels headquarters, which spawned many collaborations (some of which are mentioned below).

MINIMAL COMPACT: PIECES FOR NOTHING

Following their momentous debut release (their self-titled 1981 mini-album), the original trio of Samy Birnbach (later known as DJ Morpheus), Malka Spigel and Berry Sakharof were joined by drummer Max Franken, and the multicultural gang (now including members born in Turkey, Israel, Poland and Holland) recorded their debut full-length, One By One which, upon its release in 1983, positioned the band as an influential force across the European music scene, where their incisive, Middle-East- ern coloured, lyrical post-new wave sound made a strong impression.

Their encounter with French choreographer Pierre Droulers gave Minimal Compact the opportunity for a new experience, as Droulers commissioned them to write four tracks for a dance piece. The band had recently befriended fellow-expats Tuxedo- moon, and this led to the US band’s Peter Principle and then-regular sound engineer Gilles Martin taking on production duties for the recording of these tracks, which also benefitted from contributions by Tuxedomoon’s Steven Brown on sax & clarinet, and Jeannot Gillis (Julverne) on violin.

The resulting Pieces for Nothing is an elegant suite which shows another dimension of Minimal Compact’s musical scope, a direction they’ll later pursue with their Lowlands Flight project for Made To Measure. The band went on to record and release five more albums with Crammed.

BENJAMIN LEW: A LA RECHERCHE DE B.

Benjamin Lew is a unique artist, who produced some of the most original, mesmerizing music of the 80s/90s, over the course of five albums (all out in the Made To Measure series). An enlightened amateur -in the noble and almost Renaissance-like sense of the word-, he dabbled with equal grace in photography, writing, visual arts... His brilliant debut album (Douzième Journée, his first collab with Steven Brown) had come out in 1982, and his contribution to Made To Measure Vol.1 was recorded shortly thereafter, as a soundtrack for a fashion exhibition (“Huit jeunes stylistes limbourgeois”).

Benjamin Lew would go on to record another great album with Steven Brown (À propos d’un paysage, featuring Vini Reilly/ Durutti Column, 1986), then the truly inspiring Nebka (1988), a collaboration with Samy Birnbach (When God Was Famous [A Tribute To Poetry], 1989), and Le parfum du raki (1993). Two compilations of his work have come out, one on Crammed (Compiled Electronic Landscapes, 2003), and one on the Stroom label, in collab with Crammed (Le personnage principal est un peuple isolé, 2019).

AKSAK MABOUL: SCRATCH HOLIDAY & UN CHIEN MÉRITE UNE MORT DE CHIEN

At the point where Made To Measure Vol.1 was conceived, in 1983, the seminal Crammed band had released its two initial albums, merged with The Honeymoon Killers (whose touring was then in full swing), and Marc Hollander & Véronique Vincent were busy writing and recording the songs for the 3rd album, which would eventually be released in 2014 as Ex-Futur Album (and included a song which developed from one of the pieces in Un Chien...).

Scratch Holiday could be described as an avant-garde melodic turntablist piece. All the sounds were generated with a turn- table, a 7” pop single from the 1960s and some orange marmelade. Recorded by Vincent Kenis with Family Fodder’s Alig, it was then arranged and mixed by Kenis, Marc Hollander and Gilles Martin. Kenis & Hollander claimed that the track was made as a soundtrack for a Honeymoon Killers holiday movie but, to this day, it hasn’t been possible to verify this assertion.

Un chien mérite une mort de chien was Aksak Maboul’s soundtrack for Michel Gheude’s eponymous theatre play, which re- volves around the life of Russian writers Vladimir Mayakovsky, Ossip Brik, Lili Brik, Velimir Khlebnikov and the Russian Futurist movement. Expanding on some aspects of the Onze danses pour combattre la migraine album, these six pieces were written and performed by Marc Hollander, and produced in collaboration with Vincent Kenis and Gilles Martin

TUXEDOMOON: VERDUN

Born in 1977, in the heady atmosphere of San Francisco’s postpunk golden age, Tuxedomoon soon became a central part of New York’s No Wave scene, then signed to The Residents’ Ralph Records, and released two classic albums, Half Mute (1980) and Desire (1981), which soon got them worldwide exposure. Fleeing Reagan’s America, Tuxedomoon moved to Europe in the early ‘80s, and stayed there throughout the decade. Their ability to crystallize a certain dark and romantic zeitgeist quickly turned them into one of the most influential bands around, yet their music transcended all genres. The band members respec- tively moved to distant parts of the globe, and stopped working together for fifteen years, before getting together again and recording five great albums between 2003 and 2015. New music is currently in the works.

In 1983, Tuxedomoon were living in Brussels and, after a couple of releases with Les Disques du Crépuscule, they had inev- itably started gravitating towards Crammed Discs, at first in the context of solo projects and collaborations. The inclusion of Verdun in Made To Measure Vol.1 was the first proper Tuxedomoon release on Crammed. It would soon be followed by the creation of CramBoy (1985), an imprint entirely devoted to Tuxedomoon’s new and back catalogue works, on which no less than 20 releases would take place over the course of the next 35 years.

The three tracks in Verdun were recorded for the soundtrack of a movie about the famous WW1 battlefield, entitled Het Veld van Eer and directed by Dutch filmmaker Bob Visser.

— MADE TO MEASURE VOL.1 remastered edition - vinyl, digital & CD out April 30, 2021 on Crammed Discs —

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Hitorie’s album ‘4′ - Interview via Natalie.com - English Translation

It all began from wowaka’s wish for people to perform his songs with.

　- Interviewer(森朋之): I gave 4, your first ever greatest hits album, a good listen. It truly ossifies the footprints Hitorie left, the marks Hitorie etched in the world, and the beauty of wowaka’s homemade music. May I ask the reason which spurred this endeavor?

ygarshy (Bassist): Now, at this juncture, do we find it fitting for people to look back at the music we 4 made.

Yumao (Drummer): Not to mention the urge to show everyone how we feel; to show those who’ve listened to Hitorie all this time and those who’ve just found us both. We’ve been performing as a trio for a while now, even before the release of this album, so in order to reach a broader range of ears a greatest hits album was a no-brainer.

Shinoda (Guitarist/Chorus): The title ‘4’ was my idea. We were discussing what to dub the title over a meal when this popped up in my head. It was like “This is it, nothing else”. The song selection was a group effort, in essence its designed around songs which felt indispensable. As Yumao said, we considered future new listeners as well.

　- I’m sure it served as a trip down memory lane for you too, so in fact how did it unfold behind the curtains? 

ygarshy: Hitorie originally started with wowaka as the core: wowaka served - we hit. Humans as his bolsters: including the complex songs practically unplayable by humans (laughs). We learned to tackle those songs more and more pragmatically, as in “How much expression can we uphold with just our mortal bodies“. The album’s track list is parallel with our timeline too, so you can feel our growth for yourself with a very listen.

 - The more music you make the more physical substance you assume, then in name and in form both do you truly become a band.   ygarshy: Yes. Through the trial and error of our early years did we puzzle out our own unique way of expression, as such, near the end of disc 2 you can see that a new world happens to open up. There’s more straightforward and honest expressions, wowaka begins to add more direct words to his lyrics. He’s always had originality to him, but through living life did he acquire more and more.  Yumao: Speaking of... People told me this and I realized it’s true: Disc 1 and Disc 2 are in two different phases. Disc 1 gives the impression of wowaka expressing the imaginary world within himself only, while Disc 2 to seems to be conscious of other people as well. I think this was influenced by the time of writing plus the way we conversed as a band during production. At first we needed words to converse, but slowly did we transcend and become able to form a song without them. So in correspondence did the lyrics become more outwards reaching as well. As ygarshy said, near the end of Disc 2 the songs feel like they’re heading towards a “forward”. Hitorie’s music and messages, and everything included, there’s new ideas and experiments happening. Chronological order was the perfect way to roll Hitorie up in a single package, and it shows that Hitorie aren’t yet done with their journey.  

 wowaka was someone who believed “This feels good, so I’ve gotta do it.”

 - Shinoda do you also find this greatest hits album to be a model of Hitorie’s growth?  Shinoda: Like, I’ve gotta. It’s our blood sweat and tears we’re talking about. How do I put this, over time our workplace gradually became a more comfortable space. Not in terms of our relationships as people, but our relationships musically. I hope this greatest album serves as a looking glass into that intimacy of ours.  　 -  When exactly did your musical relationship grow closer?  Shinoda: Probably around when we were making ai/SOlate (Mini album released in December of 2017). Playing with all our might is always a must but, in our early years we would often put too much time and energy into fretting over the minor aspects. Like “Are you sure this is okay?” or “Is my guitar really recorded as cool as can be?”. Around ai/SOlate did those doubts begin to slip away, and then with HOWLS (Album released in February of 2019) were we able to let ourselves out, as frank as possible. Less weight on our shoulders = less unease and chips on our shoulders.  　- I see. Listening really hammers in the originality and uniqueness of your band. Where do you think Hitorie’s musical personality fits in with wowaka’s realm of imagination?   ygarshy: Excuse me if this is the improper choice of words, but, wowaka’s the type to thrust himself in to whatever he finds physically pleasing. You may find that even the highest tempo songs will have intricate phases, this is because wowaka, in pure innocence, believes that “It’s cooler this way!”. Lyrics are the same ordeal. He himself divulged this frequently in interviews and such as well.. that more than the dictionary definition of a word, he places importance in the way a word sounds when it hits the ear, there’s more definition and meaning to a word that way. His stance on this links to who he is as a person, how he lives and thinks. I always got the impression that he didn’t use his conscious mind when he wrote, rather he believed that “This feels good, so I’ve gotta do it.”.  　 - When he found musical enjoyment, he didn’t falter and flung himself right in, I see.  ygarshy: That and, because he’s so attuned to those nerves is he so unwavering. He has exact things which he will “refuse to give this up” or say “I need this” about. In being close to him I noticed this about him. Of course this applies outside of music as well. For example, at one point wowaka got really into cooking and really good at it. He possesses the ability to figure out the core essence of something, and visualize “If I add this here, this will happen”. It’s not as if he’s savvy, it’s more like he has keen sensors when it comes to pinpointing sweet spots. Yumao: One characteristic of wowaka’s music is the sheer volume of information. When I checked out the printed version of Senseless Wonder’s lyrics I was shitting myself, all over again. It boasts such capacity, and it feels like it's aaaall coming straight for you. I felt this when we made music together as well, in a way it’s a weapon of his. Not to mention that from ai/SOlate and onwards did our sound become legions better. Mixing and mastering play a role in this, along with wowaka’s efforts to spend time working with our engineer man-to-man. In regards to the music I felt a desire from him to go with the flow of his current trends. I think he probably felt “I’m wielding a whole new way of music”, it’s then in those moments when he will unleash a beastly level of focus. In line with what ygarshy said, he definitely isn’t savvy, it’s not as if he wrote these songs in a jiffy either. However he is capable of spending a long time span completely absorbed in a single objective until it takes full shape. It’s akin to building a plastic model: to gather small bits and pieces and piece them together. 　- So wowaka has a clear vision of what he wants to do in his head, he gathers all the necessary parts, then begins construction. ygarshy: That’s it. Say when you’re putting together a puzzle, say even if you couldn’t fit the pieces in, you could still make out the shape of the grid, right? I’m not him so I can’t say for certain but, I think maybe music writing was like that for him. 　- The guitar phrases seem to be constructed with perfect precision as well, what’s that like on your side Shinoda? Shinoda: The guitar parts were always a tug of war between wowaka and I. We‘re the only two who share the same role of instrument, wherein he has his guitar aesthetics while I have my own. We clashed so to speak. When I was to reenact a phrase he wrote I would propose my own saying “I have a better idea!”. Only to be shot down by wowaka. Or other times be recognized. When he would say “Your phase is better.”, I felt like I won the battle (laughing). We had a pretty fierce relationship, we clashed and we understood each other, we were always aiming higher, and the fruit of my victories can be heard in a few tens of the guitar on the album.

“How the hell did this guy manage to sing these wack-ass songs"

　- In June of 2019, Shinoda-san took on the role of main vocalist, and together to put on a hour-long show as a three piece. Furthermore in September to November did you tour the country. What are your thoughts on performing this way? ygarshy: Shinoda is the one to ask, he has the most to say on this subject. Shinoda: Well I’m the only one taking on a completely different role. It makes me go “How the hell did this guy manage to sing these wack-ass songs. He’s fucking unbelievable.” I too have spent time writing and singing my own music, but in a million years I still would’ve never come up with the crazy concepts he did. Like, “If you consider the fact that you gotta sing these songs, no way would anyone in their right mind stuff this many words into the lyrics.”, right?! But, I’m singing ‘em now. ygarshy: Hahaha (laughs). 　- Is it possible that he didn’t consider concerts when he wrote?   Shinoda: Probably. Of course he knows full well that he’s going to be singing them out there but, I think he was more fervent to bring his ideas to life. - How about you, ygarshy? How do you fare? How do you feel about Hitorie’s current setup? ygarshy: Hitorie’s musical structure tends to treat the bass like an on/off switch. Conventional music structure has bass and drums as constants with guitar playing over them. With Hitorie however, our standard is to have 2 guitars going constantly, while the bass pops in and out at intervals.   Such as the bass playing during the intro, but being silent during the first verse. That’s one of the unique aspects of wowaka’s songs. So when we try to play as only 3 people, there’s times when songs will seize to take shape. So I may have to cover the second guitar parts on bass, or we may have to even remold the structure itself. We’re still busy doing that even now. 　- I would like to ask Yumao as well, when you get up on stage as a trio, how has the view from the drummer’s seat changed?   Yumao: Quite much. I was beside myself at first. With wowaka gone the space in front of me is so barren and open that I lose my bearings. Albeit there may be no need for me to change anything I do but... Rather, the atmosphere of the livehall is changing bit by bit I suppose. When the 4 of us performed there always something.. tense about the atmosphere. The core essence of a concert may be all about hyping and having fun but, on the flip side, people may also get absorbed in the performance only to stand around utterly paralyzed. Hitorie were makers of the latter mood, I’ve felt it and seen it with my own eyes. Now, when we perform as a trio... Instead of worrying whether we can do it or not, we just say “We gotta try” and go... After getting through a tour and a festival, our approach as a whole has shifted. How do I say this.. Deep down I think that if we don’t put on more sociable open concerts we don’t stand a chance. I can tell by the audience’s faces that change is slowly but surely taking it’s course. Well I guess that’s only natural but y’know, it’s not as if we sat down together and decided “Let’s do more open concerts” or anything. 　 - I’m sure that the audience’s hearts are in different place as well.   Yumao: I think so. There may be people who come jumping with joy or people who come bearing heavy hearts. I myself see people crying so. We‘ve found balance amidst that storm and have forged our very own trio way, so our next concerts will be stronger than before.    

Going forward, I want to fling myself into whatever coolness and artistry we’re capable of expressing

- Your national tour for 4 has been cancelled due to the COVID-19 pandemic, so you’re to put on your first ever streamed concert on the 5th of October. In regards to this and to your musical innovations, what kind of future is in store for you?   ygarshy: We haven’t been able to think far ahead in terms of music. Our minds were still in chaos just during our tour in 2019. For the time being we’re working off the feeling of “We want to create a gathering space for us and our audience”. Our performance is an afterthought, for now we’re focusing on emotions.   Yumao: Yeah.  　  ygarshy: On that same note, I have some insight… In the album we included the live version of Rollin’ Girl (2016.2.18 at Shimokitazawa GARDEN), and when I listened to that track I thought “Did we always sound this awesome!?”. I have zero recollection as to what I could’ve been doing while I played back then, because performing together as 4 was my everyday life at that point. I knew but I didn’t quite realize just how awesome Hitorie sounded. Now that we’re 3, I can’t reach that same level of emotion but, I do believe that I want to continue on creating heart-wrenchers. Going forward, I want to fling myself into whatever coolness and artistry we’re capable of expressing. Yumao: Up until 2019 we performed with such vigor that it’s hard to preserve that level of effectiveness with only the 3 of us, we need more, we can’t simply go in headstrong, we need time to recollect our thoughts. To that end I want to communicate among us and do it right.   Shinoda: Well, y’know… Now that we’ve decided to continue, we’ve no choose but to move forward. Exactly what that entails though, I have not a good clue. We can’t slip and do something uncool, one of wowaka and our slogans was “Let’s constantly be doing cool things”, so I don’t want to drift astray from that. Such may seem obvious but... it’s all I have to say for now.

#Yumao used ‘我武者羅’ haha the same word as Little Cry Baby #Hitorie #ヒトリエ #wowaka #interview

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