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teawithkpop · 3 years

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[M] - PhysCom - Pt 7

pt 1 - pt 2 - pt 3 - bc 1 - pt 4 - pt 5 - pt 6 - pt 7

Pairing: BTS - OT7 x Reader

Rating: Mature [18+]

Length: 5.4k words

Genre: PhysCom AU - smut with dashes of angst, and a shitload of romance and complicated feelings,, uhuhu (porn with plot??)

Warnings: swearing, a lot of emotional turmoil, talk of pregnancy scares (birth control, contraceptives, etc.), implied discrimination towards sex workers (not by any of the boys dw), mentions of sexual acts

slowly hands you a cake that says "I haven't updated this fic in 14 months and I don't know when the next part is coming but here's an update thanks for being patient" in comic sans

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The rush to the hospital goes by in a blur of tears and shouting and panic and questions that you can't bring yourself to answer. The only constant is Min Yoongi's hand, firmly locked in your own throughout the ordeal, tethering you to reality.

You now sit in a private room on a sterile medical table and wait to be seen, too numb inside to feel the sting of the cold metal as it cuts into the backs of your thighs. Yoongi stands beside you, still holding your hand, his fingers are laced through yours and squeezing as if it could sap away the fear that eats away your insides, leaving you hollow and empty.

"It'll be alright. Don't worry about a damn thing, okay?" He shifts his weight anxiously, betraying his own underlying worries.

You barely remember him throwing his jacket over you before being rushed out of the house, and you don't feel deserving of the modest coverage. Though the leather is worn and soft against your skin, all you can feel is the harsh metallic zipper, scratching at your chest as though reminding you of your wrongdoings.

"Yoongi…" you start to say, but he cuts you off, his voice a hoarse whisper.

"Don't you fucking dare. Don't apologize."

You feel tears well up in your eyes. Your chest grows tight with the words he's forbidden you to say.

"I've already called Namjoon, it'll all be fine. Don't worry." He works his jaw and rubs your hand with surprising tenderness, glancing to the little window in the door every other second.

He's been assuring you with those same words for the past half hour, but it feels like it's been an eternity. As you glance at the clock on the wall, watching the hands tick by, you imagine a scene like that of a health documentary. Tiny sperm, swimming up your insides… fertilizing your previously dormant eggs.

Fuck. You've fucked up.

You might be pregnant with Min Yoongi's child. Your Opticon birth control implant could send you into toxic shock at any moment.

You don't see how things can get much worse than this.

The door finally opens, and what appears to be a nurse steps inside. She holds a clipboard, and examines it while she lets the door close behind her. "Let's see now, Miss..." Her shoulders slump marginally as her eyes reach your name. "Oh, right. The PhysCom."

You don't have the energy to ignore the change in her tone from friendly to disinterested, and simply nod. However, you feel Yoongi stiffen beside you.

The nurse lets out a brief sigh and dons a professional expression. "So, what appears to be the problem?" She directs the question to Yoongi.

"We think her birth control implant isn't working." Yoongi explains, his eyes darting furtively between you and the nurse. "She, um… she reached orgasm."

You flush at the memory, ashamed of your failure to adhere to even the most basic of rules set before you.

The nurse makes a noncommittal noise and jots something down. "Says here it’s an Opticon. And you didn't turn it off, sir?"

He shakes his head.

The nurse touches the end of her pen to her mouth, a note of sympathy forming in her eyes. Not for you, but for Yoongi. "How long have you had her?"

"Excuse me?" Yoongi raises an eyebrow.

The nurse tucks the clipboard under her arm, giving him a weary, patient smile. “With PhysComs, we have a list of probable scenarios we’re supposed to check for, to better inform the doctor of the situation, and speed along the treatment process.”

She barely spares you a glance before returning her attention to Yoongi, her voice lowered just a fraction. “It’s not uncommon for newly hired female PhysComs to try and… well, intentionally get pregnant from their clients. Especially if those clients have any amount of wealth or status.”

Yoongi seems lost for words.

She nods as if to agree with his surprise. “It’s some psychosis associated with the job,” she says with a shrug, then straightens her posture once more. “So has she been acting strangely at all? What are her symptoms?”

Your ears burn a bit at being talked about like you’re not in the room, but this isn’t the first time you’ve been in such a position. Oftentimes checkups during training were the same way, the physicians would speak exclusively among themselves and Madame while they examined every inch of you, inside and out.

Yoongi, however, is not used to such an experience.

“Why don’t you ask her yourself?” He says, in a voice much calmer than you would have expected. But one glance at his face tells you all you need to know. His eyes are burning like hot coals. Molten and dangerous.

The nurse doesn’t pick up on his irritation, and busily flips through the pages on her clipboard. “I need reliable information, sir. If you please,” she prompts him.

You can feel Yoongi’s hand clench around yours, and you turn to quiet him.

“It’s okay,” you murmur, hoping to reassure him enough so he’ll talk to her, but he stands his ground, his eyes glued on the nurse.

“Get out,” Yoongi says.

The nurse does a double take. “Excuse me, sir?”

“I said get the fuck out of here.” He points to the door. “Send us someone who will actually help.”

She fumes silently for a moment, but decides not to argue with him, and heads for the door in a huff.

Yoongi scoffs as you two are left alone once more. “What the fuck kind of bedside manner was that supposed to be?” He mutters, staring at the door.

“It’s okay.” You place a hand on his arm.

“No, it’s not.” He’s adamant, and you sigh wearily. How do you explain that this is only what can be expected?

You pick out a few haphazard words from the maelstrom in your brain, too tired to find the best phrasing. “Medical personnel… they don’t really get it.”

“Get what?” He asks, turning to you in outrage. “Being a fucking decent human being?”

You flinch, withdrawing your hand. You’re too tired to try and get your point across. But he notices you wilt and immediately comes closer, lowering his voice and placing both his hands on your arms. “I’m sorry,” he murmurs, the edge of anger fading away to gentleness. Kindness. “What do you mean?”

You sigh, looking off to the side. You don’t deserve to have him look at you like that.

You carefully remove his hands, trying to maintain some semblance of a professional distance, even in the face of disaster. “Most hospitals don’t look favorably at PhysComs. We were given a few lectures about it in training. We use up their resources and time that could instead be given to patients who didn’t willingly put themselves at risk.”

You remember how your fellow trainees had reacted after those discussions. Many of them found the treatment to be unfair, but you yourself felt that, in a way, the medical field’s viewpoint was reasonable. Your choices are what landed you here.

“What the- what are you talking about?” He huffs, still seemingly in the dark. “You didn’t ask for this… this scare. It wasn’t your fault.” He tries to meet your eyes, but your gaze is fixed firmly to the linoleum floor.

A mirthless smile paints your lips. “But I chose this life. And these risks along with it.”

Before he can question you further, the door bursts open and Kim Namjoon enters the room, both his dress shirt and his hair are rumpled, and his eyes are frantic. “Sweetheart?” He rushes to your side and crushes you in a hug. “Are you alright?”

You hear Yoongi let out a breath of relief. “She’s okay, for the moment.”

Something about the way Namjoon holds you feels like a lamp being held against your cold skin. You’re too damp inside to light a flame yourself, but his own body warms you from the outside in the meantime. You want to let yourself enjoy it, but the memory of your unresolved questions leaves you limp in his arms, filled with nothing but misery and confusion.

He pulls back after a moment, checking you over for signs of injury. His eyes are wide with concern. “What happened? Tell me everything.”

A flare of shame rises up in you at the notion of telling Namjoon about your rule-breaking and everything that occured since this morning.

Thankfully, Yoongi seems to sense your hesitance, and he fills in most of the pieces for Namjoon. Namjoon’s expression remains stoic as Yoongi recounts what happened - you being brought home unconcious, seducing Yoongi - up until the mention of your orgasm. Namjoon’s jaw slackens slightly at this, and his eyes scan your face, searching for something.

It’s at this moment that the doctor walks in, a different nurse at his side. He’s a slightly older man, a few wrinkles creasing his brow, and a smile that appears kind until it lands on you. His face is then tinged with that same indifference that most medical professionals give you.

You wish it was your usual physician, but since this was an emergency, you didn’t have time to take the trip to your usual practice. Whatever hospital is nearest, that’s what Yoongi had told the driver.

The man turns to Namjoon, who arguably commands more presence than Yoongi, and the kindness returns. “Sorry for the delay. Busy night. From what I understand, your PhysCom has malfunctioned, is that correct?”

“Her Opticon malfunctioned, yes.” Namjoon corrects him. His diplomatic tendencies are a blessing right now. You just want to know if you’re pregnant or not. You want to know if you’re losing your job. You want to go home.

The doctor runs a few physical tests on you, feeling your breasts, peering down your throat, and examining your vaginal canal, checking for any other symptoms of malfunction from your Opticon. “All’s well so far.” He says, pulling his forefingers out of you, snapping off his gloves, and disposing of them. “May I take a look at the ComGear?”

You feel a flash of panic, waking you out of your stupor. Fuck, was it still in the group chat? You pull out the slim device, heart hammering as you check. Nope. Just settings. Thank god.

You hand it over, and then remember with a looming feeling of dread exactly why it might have been left on the settings page...

“You do so much for us, jagiya.” Taehyung keeps his hands braced on your arms, his thumb rubbing gently against your skin. “You’re always there for us. Always giving… Now it’s time for you to receive.”

“I’m sorry! It’s my fault-” Jimin’s eyes fall to your compromising position, Yoongi’s dick still out, your leaking core exposed, and claps a hand over his mouth. He looks like he might cry. “Oh no...”

The pieces fall into place, and there’s no doubt in your mind. They must have switched it off.

But why? Why, why, why…?

The doctor - you’re too frazzled to read his nametag - pulls out a pair of reading glasses and takes a look at your ComGear, poking around the device with his pointer finger. “Hm. Strange.” He squints. “The Opticon does appear to be switched off.”

Namjoon blinks. “That’s impossible.”

“I’m afraid that’s the case.” The doctor shows him the setting, the toggle very much in the off position. Namjoon takes the device and looks at it in shock.

The doctor coughs. “I know that, um… for some individuals, the temptation and the… risk associated with no protection during intercourse can be sexually arousing. It’s not the first time we’ve gotten a case like this.”

He removes his glasses, folding them back into his pocket. “However, I would remind you and anyone else who uses this one’s services that although Physical Companions may be virtually expendable, it can become quite expensive for your own sake to impregnate them on a whim, using and discarding them, what with the standard fees for breaching their contract and-”

“Thank you, Doctor.” Namjoon interrupts him, and you notice the iron grip he now has on Yoongi’s arm. Likely the only thing restraining him from throwing a punch. “We’ll be more careful.” Namjoon glances at you, confusion making a little crease between his brows. “Is there some sort of morning after pill she can take, or…?”

“I’m afraid the lingering effects of the Opticon implant render any outside hormone blockers ineffective.” The doctor says, his smile turning thin. “It’s a bit of a blessing and a curse. The hormone production and ovulation suppressant in the Opticon normally make the chance of fertilization zero percent while in use. After it’s switched off, chances are still fairly low at 30 percent, for up to 24 hours. But the chances of fertilization after taking a morning after pill are significantly lower than that, at only five percent.”

He shrugs. “We’ll just have to wait and see. Chances are, your PhysCom will be right as rain and ready to pleasure clients again in about a week.”

A week.

First a week of suspension on Namjoon’s terms… Now it’s on medical advisement.

“A week? What should we do until then?” Namjoon voices your very thoughts, Yoongi seething silently beside him.

“Well, we won’t have any results until three to five days from now.” The man clarifies. “But I highly recommend you leave the implant switched off and keep her on traditional contraceptives until we know for sure. I strongly recommend utilizing other PhysComs in the meantime, just to be safe.”

You’re finished.

The doctor hands Namjoon a paper bag, most likely containing birth control pills and condoms. “She may be somewhat volatile for the next few days. You can bring her in for another checkup in a week.”

You’re weak.

“Thank you.”

You’re numb.

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It was a silent car ride back to the house, and as Namjoon helps you step out of the vehicle, one hand holding yours for stability while the other rests on your lower back, you can’t help feeling utterly useless. Detached from your surroundings.

What’s the point of any of this now? There’s no way they’ll want to use you until this is resolved. You’re of no use to them as a sex toy until at least a week from now, and by then it’ll be far too late to earn their favor back.

“We need to have a meeting. Call the others into the living room.” Namjoon speaks to Yoongi in an undertone, and you feel a small ache of hope. Maybe things will work out if everyone just talks to each other.

But when you enter the house and Namjoon begins to steer you upstairs, you finally find your voice.

“No.” You resist against him, turning around at the base of the stairs. “No, I want to be part of the meeting.”

The surprise quickly fades from his face, instead turning to concern. “You need to rest."

Something about the look on his face, about being told yet again through his actions that this doesn’t concern you, it causes something inside you to snap, your apathy vanishing in the wake of this new beast beginning to rear its ugly head within you.

Your throat closes up and a scream erupts from your aching chest. "You don't know what I need!"

Namjoon matches your desperation with an infuriatingly patient look of sympathy. He approaches you, his hand outstretched, but you stagger back away from him. He smiles sadly and drops his hand. "Stay here. It's what's best for you."

What's best for you.

The words throb in your mind, like the memory of an old wound. They bounce listlessly off the walls of your grandiose prison long after Namjoon shuts the door, sealing you away again.

You don't know what comes over you as you see visions of launching yourself at the door, pounding and scratching at the wood like a wild animal.

You could just open the door and follow him downstairs. Some part of you does register that.

But you want them to hear you. You want them to hear you rip your throat raw as you exorcise your demons.

You blink and you're standing still.

You haven't moved.

Your spacious room feels stifling. Like the walls are closing in on you, suffocating you.

Silken ropes sway in the dusk, catching your eye from beyond the balcony window. Your escape route from earlier that day.

You don't think twice before stuffing a few meager belongings into the long forgotten backpack kicked beneath your bed.

You need to leave this place.

You can't stay here.

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It had started drizzling not long after you left the house, and even now as you sit on the damp curbside, waiting for the next bus to take you far away from this place, it strikes you as funny, in a way, that the weather is crying for you, since you can't muster any tears of your own.

It's cold and misty, a foreboding atmosphere, by all accounts. It makes you question if what you're about to do is the right call.

But you shut down the arguments in your head as quickly as they appear.

Second guessing was what had gotten you into this situation. You need to follow your instincts.

And your instincts are telling you to flee.

It won't be so bad, you try to convince yourself. After the first night on the road, you'll eventually find a new town, a new home, a new place for yourself in this fucked up world. You've done it before, you can do it again.

You're considering suitable aliases for your new persona, when you sense another person approaching, their shoes tramping through the wet grass.

You don't look up at them, hoping they'll pass by and leave you alone. But they come to a stop beside you.

You keep your gaze on the road, droplets rippling the puddled potholes.

Then the stranger goes to sit on the curb too, and you can't help but look at them.

You'd recognize those lips anywhere, even beneath a baggy hooded sweatshirt.

"It's a bit late to run errands, don't you think?" Seokjin says, pulling his sleeves down to keep out the chill as he perches beside you.

He glances at you, then looks ahead at the road, the same way you were. You return your gaze forward, too exhausted to make a run for it. Though you don't get the sense that he would chase after you, even if you tried to escape.

Maybe that's exactly why you decide to stay put, but you don't give the suspicion any more thought.

"What do you want?" You finally ask, your voice croaky from being silent for so long.

"Nothing."

"Liar," you mutter, hugging your knees to your chest. "Everyone wants something."

He chuckles. Rests back on his hands. "I guess you're right about that."

Damn right you are. You didn't study the human condition through your years of training to be fooled so easily by pretty words.

"So?" You prompt him, still staring at the dreary horizon.

He takes a moment to respond. The silence is punctuated by the distant noises of traffic, an occasional car passing by, its headlights shimmering in the mist before disappearing down the road.

“The others are all out looking for you, you know,” he says simply. “Why do you think that is?”

If it were anyone else that had run away - their manager, a friend - you know what the answer would be. Because they care about that person. But how can you believe that about yourself, when you know you can never amount to anyone with that level of importance to them?

Ironic, since you’re the person with which they can be most intimate and vulnerable.

“I’m a liability,” you reply halfheartedly.

His silence serves to confirm your suspicions. A runaway PhysCom? Far too risky for a group at their level. You could become one of those anonymous sources like you saw in the news. A firsthand account of the BTS members’ secret sexual urges. Unacceptable. Snatches of words from the NDA you signed buzz around the edges of your mind like stray flies.

But since you're no longer connected to your network, then your tracker is probably disconnected. If the bus had come just a little earlier, you might already have escaped without a trace.

“You really think that’s the only reason?” Seokjin’s voice pulls you back to the moment.

His abysmal attempt to divert from the problem gets a hollow laugh out of you.

“Any other reason has ulterior motives. It’s just business.” You check the time on your ComGear. The bus should be here any minute. “I’m leaving, and I won’t let you stop me.”

“I don’t intend to,” he agrees, to your surprise. “God knows you’ve been put through enough.” He then leans forward, resting his forearms across his legs. “But for what it’s worth, you deserve to know the truth.”

Your ears perk up at this.

Seokjin seems to take your silence as permission to continue. “The reason we decided to suspend you. It wasn’t… entirely selfless.”

You purse your lips in irritation and fix your gaze upon the horizon, settling your chin beneath your crossed arms. “Right. Ulterior motives, like I said.”

He clicks his tongue. “Touche.”

You wait for him to continue, but he doesn't.

Your curiosity gets the better of you.

“So, what… were you planning to replace me?” You ask, trying to sound contemptuous. “I heard you all having your little group meeting in the kitchen. There are plenty of shiny new whores at your disposal, take your pick.”

He still makes no noise.

You wait, preparing to accept a bitter confirmation of all your fears.

But then he finds his voice. “We could never replace you, dear.”

You stop. Look over at him. His eyes are half lidded, his smile bittersweet as he stares off into the distance. After a few moments, he fishes around in his pocket and pulls something out, then hands it to you.

His smartphone.

“Here,” he murmurs, sympathy in the quirk of his lips. “In case you need to call anyone. Those devices they give you don’t have a cell plan, I assume.”

He seems to sense your wariness, and waves the phone a bit in a gesture of insistence. “I can buy a dozen new ones. It’s no trouble.”

You very hesitantly take it. “Thanks.”

Of course, he has no way to know that your ComGear is now jailbroken, for all intents and purposes. But… is this a trap? What if there’s a tracker in the phone? But why would he need to put a tracker in it if he doesn’t know your ComGear is off the grid?

The rumble of an approaching motor pulls you out of your cyclical thoughts, and you get on your feet, slowly coming out of your dissociative sulk.

But you still feel numb. Nothing matters anymore.

Nothing at all.

Jin gets up along with you, slipping his hands into his hoodie pocket. “Stay safe, alright?”

You give a brief nod of acknowledgment, only half in his direction as you shrug your bag onto your shoulder more securely. The hydraulics of the bus screech as the vehicle comes to a stop and lowers slightly, allowing you to step onboard.

You glance back, fully expecting Jin to stop you. But he doesn’t. He blinks raindrops out of his eyes while you board, and gives you a small smile once the doors close behind you. He lifts a hand in farewell, then turns and starts to walk away down the street.

He’s really letting you go.

You pay your fare and find a seat towards the back of the nearly empty bus. Rain pelts at the windows, picking up in earnest, and it feels like yet another layer, another barrier, separating yourself and creating an ever-growing chasm from the life you knew up until yesterday.

You pull out Jin’s phone, staring at the dark screen and wiping away stray raindrops from the surface with your sleeve. Why had he come to find you, if not to stop you?

“But for what it’s worth, you deserve to know the truth.”

Maybe he felt guilty. Or remorseful for the hell you’ve been put through recently. You would normally have felt immense satisfaction at such a thought.

But you can’t feel much of anything right now.

You don’t think you’ll be able to feel properly again. At least not for a long, long time…

Hm? The screen lit up. You must have pressed a button by accident. You swipe at it again, and to your surprise it unlocks. Who doesn’t put a passcode on their phone?

Is it possible… he disabled it before he gave it to you? Maybe. Whatever. You’re so tired of thinking, playing investigator and second guessing people’s motivations.

You scroll over to the phone icon, and tap on it, briefly considering calling your parents. But the wetness on your fingers messes with the touchscreen and you open the messages app instead.

You’re about to wipe the screen and try again, but… the most recent messages are… all about you. You tap on the group chat among the seven of them, currently bustling with activity.

[ Kim Namjoon ]: has anyone found her [ Park Jimin ]: hyung I’m so sorry [ Park Jimin ]: it’s all my fault [ Min Yoongi ]: she’s not at the studio [ Kim Namjoon ]: we’ll talk about it later Jimin [ Kim Namjoon ]: everyone keep looking [Jeon Jungkook]: manager said they can call her network to track her down [Kim Taehyung ]: should we do that? [ Jung Hoseok ]: no! she could get in trouble :( [ Min Yoongi ]: she’s not a stray pet [ Kim Namjoon ]: exactly [ Kim Namjoon ]: we need to keep this quiet for her sake [Kim Taehyung ]: she hasn’t replied to my texts or calls [ Min Yoongi ]: me neither [Jeon Jungkook]: hyung... will she be okay? [ Kim Namjoon ]: everything will be fine don’t worry [ Kim Namjoon ]: we’re going to fix this somehow [ Min Yoongi ]: whatever it takes [ Jung Hoseok ]: where could she have gone... [ Park Jimin ]: what if she doesn’t come back?

You scroll further up, past days and weeks and months of texts between them… not even a day between mentions of you. Wondering if you’re alright. Hoping you’ve eaten enough. Wanting to do more with you.

The thread of texts Jimin sent to Seokjin just yesterday.

Hyung I wish things were different I want to hold her I want to tell her she’s enough I wish I could kiss her… I think I love her Do you ever feel that way?

And Seokjin’s reply.

I do I know just what you mean Why do you think I turned those secondaries away last night, hm? No one can compare She really is special…

He didn’t… fuck the secondaries? After you broke at dinner, he… didn’t...?

You switch to his thread with Namjoon from a few days ago.

I know you’re our leader but I don’t think this is the way to go You need to be more cautious

Namjoon’s reply.

What we need is action, hyung If we work together on this, we could get rid of these unnecessary rules We could all have what we want Including her It’s what’s best for everyone

Seokjin took several minutes to reply.

You’re going to lose her.

Jin knew. He tried to talk Namjoon out of writing that stupid essay, or maybe it was about your suspension.

Either way, he defended you.

You open his thread with Hoseok. Dimly, you recognize that you shouldn’t be snooping, but you’re too absorbed to stop.

Hyung, I think she really wants this All of us ♡ I don’t know how, but we need to show her that it’s okay That we want it just as much

How do you know that’s what she wants?

I can’t say ♡ But I know now She wouldn’t reject us Our feelings She feels something too

The date and time lines up with this morning. The morning after he made love to you.

He didn’t tell them. He kept your secret.

“Our feelings”? What does he mean? Him, Jimin, Taehyung… Seokjin? Do they all…?

Your head spins, the hollowness of your heart filling with a rush of jumbled emotions, like a tide crashing in. All your numbness is washed out with light, just a pinprick at first, that grows rapidly into a ray of warmth as you consider what all this could mean. The chasm starts to narrow, and you get the urge to jump ship, to turn back and figure this shit out. To know once and for all what they want from you. What you mean to them.

But how can you trust this isn’t a trap? How can you be sure?

The answer is as simple as they come.

You can’t.

You can’t be absolutely certain that their intentions are pure… that this is the right thing to do… that you won’t be hurt again.

But maybe... trust isn’t about being infallible. Being right. Being sure.

Maybe it’s built on what ifs. On trying again, even with no guarantees.

Guarantees are only as good as their word, and talk is cheap. Lies are easy. Your Opticon had a 100% guarantee, and look where that got you.

But you remember the way Hoseok held you that night, and made love to you like you’ve never felt in your life... When Jimin kissed his way down your body, with only the best of intentions. Namjoon’s strong arms embracing you when you felt powerless. Yoongi’s hand never leaving yours, even while you waited in the hospital. Jungkook carrying you home after you fainted, breaking your door to make sure you were safe in bed. The look in Taehyung’s eyes when he finally kissed you, breaking the ice you’d been growing around your heart.

How Seokjin let you go.

Maybe...

You get up with a start, rush to the front of the bus, and hastily ask the driver to let you off, much to the old man’s disgruntlement, but the moment the doors whoosh open, you take off at a run.

You want to go home.

You want to try again.

No matter how much you try to bury it, to forget the way they make you feel, you care about them. All of them. On a much deeper level than that of a PhysCom and client. And it scares you.

But you’re done running from fear. From uncertainty.

Now you’re running towards it willingly, as you give chase down the torrential streets, searching for that familiar hooded figure and hoping you’re not too late. You’re embracing the doubt, the fear, the uncertainty, the paranoia... letting their shadowy claws sink into you until they can’t hurt you anymore. Until they fade away, cowering under the glow of your determination.

You’re setting some new rules for yourself, no longer letting fear control your thoughts and actions, barring you from any chance of happiness.

You see Seokjin in the distance, trudging home through the pouring rain. You run faster.

You’re fucking terrified. But you’ve never felt so free in your life.

“Jin!” You shout to get his attention, still a block away. He turns around, and shakes his head, seemingly confused, but a smile starts to appear. You smile too.

Finally, you catch up to him, and without warning, you throw your arms around his shoulders. Damn, he’s always taller than you remember.

He laughs, shocked by your change of heart. “What are you doing?”

“I want to hear you say it.” You reply, looking up at him as rain dashes down your face. You don’t know when you started crying, but you’re grateful to the weather for masking your tears.

“Say what?” He asks, his hands resting on your waist to support you. Thunder rumbles in the distance, rain sliding down his perfect face.

“How you feel about me.” You reply, studying his eyes. “Be honest.”

He seems to sense the gravity in your words. He holds you closer. His eyes soften.

“I think I’ve fallen in love with you.”

For the first time since all of this started, you sense no deception in his words, no double meaning, no hidden agenda.

Because you aren’t searching for reasons to doubt this time.

You’re searching for reasons to trust, and you find them.

You want to kiss him. So you do.

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Kirby Planet Robobot Translation Comparison: Facing Mecha Knight

This will be a comparison of the original Japanese version and the US English localized version.

Specifically, this will cover the cutscene where Kirby encounters Susie for the second time, and ends up battling Mecha Knight.

You can also watch this cutscene for yourself in English and Japanese.

For the comparison, the usual points apply:

Bolded is the original Japanese text, for the reference.

Bolded and italicized is my translation.

Italicized is the official NOA translation.

A (number) indicates that I have a specific comment to make on that part in the translation notes.

As you read this, please keep in mind that with translations like these, it’s important not to focus on the exact literal wordings, since there is no single “correct answer” when it comes to translations.

Rather than that, consider the actual information that is being conveyed, in which way, and why.

Meeting Susie Again:

Secretary Susie:

おーお〜いーだいなハールトマン〜

Oh, great Haltmann~ (1)

Noble Haltmann, we adore him

Secretary Susie:

おーお〜いーだいなハールトマン〜

Oh, great Haltmann~

Noble Haltmann, we adore him!

Secretary Susie:

永遠にー果てなくー栄えよ〜

May you prosper, unending, for all eternity~

Every day we wish him glory!

Secretary Susie:

……おっと、たいへんしつれいいたしました。

...Oh dear, how terribly rude of me.

Oh! Pardon me.

Secretary Susie:

われらがカンパニーのすばらしい社歌、

「銀河に名立たるハルトマン」。

That was our company's marvelous theme song,

"Haltmann, Famed Across the Galaxy".

That was our company's wonderful theme song, "The Noble Haltmann."

Secretary Susie:

ついつい口ずさんでしまいましたわ。

I was just overcome with the urge to sing it to myself.

Sometimes I just find myself singing it out loud. It's so catchy!

Secretary Susie:

さて… また、お会いしましたね。

Now then... It appears we meet again.

At any rate, I must say, how nice to see you again.

Secretary Susie:

秘書スージーでございます。

It is I, Secretary Susie.

I'm Susie, but I'm sure you remember me.

Secretary Susie:

そうそう、ワタクシ最近…

Oh yes, just recently...

Let me tell you a story.

Secretary Susie:

とーってもステキな方にお会いしましたわ。

I met with the most wonderful person.

Not long ago, I met someone who impressed me very much.

Secretary Susie:

いさましくてクールで、ハイレベルな剣士様…

Valiant and cool, a truly high-class swordfighter...

He was strong and full of confidence... A knight of the highest order.

Secretary Susie:

で、せっかくお会いできたのですから、

And, since I was fortunate enough to meet him,

I was so impressed...

Secretary Susie:

ちょっぴり全身カイゾウして…

I have subjected him to just a tiny full-body reconstruction...

I gave him a complete remodel!

Secretary Susie:

わが社のセキュリティマシンとさせていただきました。

And given him the privilege of being a security machine for our company.

And I hired him as a company security guard.

Secretary Susie:

ウフフ…

Uhuhu...

Heehee! I wonder what you'll make of him?

Secretary Susie:

お気にめしていただ��るかしら？

I wonder if he will be to your liking?

Please allow me to present...

Secretary Susie:

プロダクトNo. M-７１１０、「メタナイトボーグ」よ…

Now, Product #M-7110, (2) "Meta Knight Borg"...

Model #M-7110. Mecha Knight...

Secretary Susie:

おゆきなさい！

Get to it, please!

ENGAGE!

Translation Notes:

I translated the lyrics that Susie is singing here directly, so they don’t go exactly with the melody in my translation, but they do in the original Japanese.

There’s actually a Japanese pun in Mecha Knight’s product number. The number “7″ can be read as “na”, the number “1″ can be read as “i”, and the number “10″ can be read as “to”. When put together, this spells out “naito”, which is a Japanese transliteration of the English word “knight”.

Comparisons & Thoughts:

This cutscene is another one without many differences.

If you were to really pick it apart it’s arguably a bit looser than the previous cutscene, like having Susie add a few extra comments, but nothing big.

We do get the first mention of the Haltmann Work Company’s theme song, and there is a lot to say about that.

Now, the company’s theme song is hard to talk about without directly addressing details that will come up later in the game, so keep that in mind.

First of all, in English, the song is simply titled “The Noble Haltmann”, whereas in Japanese it’s called 銀河に名立たるハルトマン/Ginga ni Nadataru Harutoman.

I choose to translate the Japanese title as “Haltmann, Famed Across the Galaxy”, but it could also be translated as “The Galaxy-Famous Haltmann” or the like.

So, there’s a bit of a difference between the titles here, with the English version feeling a bit more grounded and reserved in its worship of Haltmann, but that’s not all there is to it.

The Japanese title of this song is a subtle reference to the Japanese title of the “Milky Way Wishes” mode from Kirby Super Star, where it’s known as 銀河に願いを/Ginga ni Negai o, which roughly translates to ”A Wish Upon the Galaxy”.

The reference is definitely intentional, considering how Planet Robobot features several important callbacks to Milky Way Wishes.

The English version lacks such a reference, but it might have been difficult to come up with one, even if the localizers noticed this detail.

Next up, there’s the song’s actual lyrics, and that’s where things get a bit muddy in English.

Basically, in the Japanese version of this cutscene here, Susie is singing the first line of the song. In the next cutscene, she will sing the second line.

Then, the pause screen during Haltmann’s battle will show the full lyrics of the entire first strophe. And lastly, the final unlock of the game is the music video that features a previously unseen second strophe.

Because of that, in the Japanese version, the player ends up slowly being shown more and more of the song as they play through the game, culminating with the music video.

It’s clearly supposed to be an important build up, considering it’s also the main theme of the game that was specifically written to represent it and its story.

The English version is a lot less consistent with the song and its lyrics.

Here in this scene, Susie is singing “Noble Haltmann, we adore him! Every day we wish him glory!”.

This doesn’t match with Haltmann’s pause screen and the music video later on, where the first line is given as “Noble Haltmann, we adore him, kingly lord of time and space!“, instead.

To make matters more confusing, the former actually goes better with the melody of the song, it seems.

The English version of Haltmann’s pause screen description also only features part of the first strophe, rather than all of the first, and the lyrics that Susie will sing in the next cutscene are taken from the second strophe, which isn’t supposed to come up until the music video.

It’s kinda messy, honestly.

I can only assume this is a result of how game translations usually work.

Things like the text from in-game dialogue, the text from in-game menu screens, and the text from additional extras like the music video are normally internally stored in different places, and often you end up with different people having to translate them, with very little context.

Note that I wouldn’t blame the translator(s) and localizer(s) involved here, because they can’t really help their working conditions.

But whatever the case may be, as a result the English version lacks the neat progression of slowly getting to know the song, the way it’s presented in the Japanese version.

With all that general stuff out of the way, let’s have a closer look at the lines Susie sings in this specific cutscene.

In Japanese, she sings “Oh, great Haltmann~ May you prosper, unending, for all eternity~”, while in English she sings “Noble Haltmann, we adore him! Every day we wish him glory!”.

Just like with the song’s title, the English version of this line is a bit more reserved when it comes to practically worshipping Haltmann.

It’s not even like it’s not revering him, it’s just that the Japanese version goes even further with it.

But translating lyrics like this is also something that’s especially difficult, since you need to match the melody of the song, so more differences are to be expected with those.

Really a minor thing, but I want to point out this section:

And, since I was fortunate enough to meet him,

I was so impressed…

I have subjected him to just a tiny full-body reconstruction…

I gave him a complete remodel!

And given him the privilege of being a security machine for our company.

And I hired him as a company security guard.

In the Japanese version, the way Susie says that she gave Meta Knight a “tiny full-body reconstruction” is of course a bit of a joke, talking about something so drastic like it’s just a small little thing.

The English version doesn’t retain this directly, but it gives Susie’s dialogue a similar energy here, having her declare that she gave him a complete remodel like it’s something to be excited about.

A bit of a stronger difference is the fact that Susie says she made Meta Knight a “security machine” in Japanese, rather than a “security guard” like in English.

In the Japanese version, there is a stronger impression of Meta Knight being literally turned into an object or product as far as Susie is concerned, and that that’s a good thing in her eyes too.

In English it’s more like she makes him an employee against his will.

Finally, Mecha Knight’s product number “#M-7110” is a pun in Japanese, as I explained in the translation notes above.

I think it makes sense that the English version didn’t try to adapt it and just kept it the same, because in English you just have a lot less to work with as far as number puns go.

I can’t help but wonder what might’ve worked though, perhaps something like “#M-98”?

And that’s it for this cutscene.

Not a whole lot of differences here again, but more subtle differences are starting to crop up and will continue to add up over time, and we will get to that later.

I want to say that I do really like the localization in this one though, particularly the way Susie’s “swooning” over Meta Knight is written.

It stays close to the original without sounding awkward in English, and captures the basic mood the original version was getting at.

All in all, pretty good.

And with that, feel free to check out the next part!

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moonykiarchive · 5 years

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Fanboy!AU ♥

post 23 / ???

Jongin hasn’t been able to look at his phone for the rest of the day & it’s only when they finally make their way home that he looks up to see a couple of texts from Taemin...

“Sorry, I had to go to class... ... I hope you’re having a nice day ... You must be busy now... sorry I couldn’t answer earlier ㅠ.ㅠ ... ... ... Jongin? ... It’s late, I hope you’re not answering because you’re relaxing and not because you’re still working... I hope you at least had a break... ... Rest well ♥”

Jongin can’t help but smile a little as he reads those messages but he puts his phone back into his pocket because he doesn’t want to talk now, in the car, next to Chanyeol who’s doing an insta live so he pretends to be sleeping & he waits until he’s home, showered & protected under his blankets, to open the chat again.

“taemin? i’m home now... are you still awake?”

It takes only a couple of seconds for Jongin to see that Taemin saw his message.

“Yes! I’m here... but it’s so late, ohmy, are you alright? You should be sleeping!”

Jongin smiles & rolls on his bed because even though he’s still upset & worried, just talking with his Taeminnie makes everything better already.

“you should be sleeping too... are you okay?”

“Well, I had a long, rough day and I was kinda relaxing now and watching you uhuhu... since you didn’t appear in Chanyeol’s live, I missed you!”

Taemin sends him a pic of his TV & he’s watching an old EXO show & Jongin doesn’t even try to see which one it is because he has other things in his mind for now but his heart melts a bit.

“♥”

“How was your day? Aren’t you too tired?”

“no, i’m okay now, since i’m talking with you.”

Taemin bits his lip & coos.

“can i ask you another personal question? please”

“Yes, sure.”

Taemin takes a long inhale & pauses the show still playing on his TV & he braces himself because he still remembers vividly how it ended last time Jongin asked a personal question.

“do you have a boyfriend?”

Taemin blinks like an owl & he has no idea where this is coming from but it makes his heart race & he’s trying to decipher why Jongin would want to know that!!

“What?!”

Jongin sends him the pic of him & Jonghyun that he posted earlier that day & Taemin freezes.

“is he your boyfriend?”

“No, he’s not! That’s my friend Jonghyun...”

Jongin falls on his back & finally breathes correctly.

“really?”

“Yes!”

“why did you write a heart as a description then? =3=“

“Because I was happy... This morning, Jonghyun managed to change his ticket for your concert, he had a ticket in a whole other area and he found a way to exchange it with a girl next to me... It was like!! a whole adventure!! and it involved seven different people all trying to get to another area than what they had, but in the end, we’ll be able to be together during the show so he’ll be there to pick me up at the end when I’ll be unable to stand on my two feet after seeing you perform!! And so, we celebrated together as EXO-Ls and took a picture. I’m really happy to go to the concert with my friend... that’s it. He kinda went out of his way so I wouldn’t be alone weeping in a corner after seeing you...”

“oh... i see...”

Taemin curls up on his sofa & he’s pressing one hand on his chest but his heart won’t calm down. Jongin is a little bit too interested in his love life for Taemin to pretend like he’s not suffocating with hope.

“so he’s not your boyfriend?”

“No.”

“... but do you have one?”

“No, I don’t...”

“okay!! thanks!!”

Jongin almost wants to get up & barge in Chanyeol’s room just to yell at him that he was wrong & that Taemin is single & that he shouldn’t scare him like this ever again, but he doesn’t, because he’s too comfy in his bed now.

Taemin wants to ask why Jongin is so interested in him having a boyfriend or not because he needs to know but he doesn’t know how to word his question & he keeps typing & deleting & retyping & then Jongin speaks first & he’s sighing.

“also taeminnieeeee~ you said that you’d notify me when you post because i can’t follow you but you didn’t ㅠ.ㅠ ... chanyeol had to tell me that you posted...”

“Oh... I thought you only wanted to know when I posted a cover or something...!”

“no~ho i want to see all your posts... ♥”

“Aw, I’ll make sure to always tell you then! I’m sorry. Don’t pout now...”

“yes! ehehehe thanks!”

Taemin is rolling his eyes & snorting but then, Jongin’s next message takes him off guard.

“taeminnie... is it okay to talk about your love life? aren’t you upset with me?”

“I wanted to ask why you’re so curious, actually. I’m not upset, just surprised to be honest.”

Jongin bits his finger & squirms around & he’s not sure how to answer.

“i don’t know how to say it... i thought your friend really was your boyfriend... it was confusing...”

“You're a bit obsessed with being my favorite, aren’t you?~”

“(//∇//) it’s because you’re so sweet when you say that you like me! i want to be the only one!!“

“You’re very needy 6v6”

“sorry ㅠ.ㅠ ... kyungsoo says that sometimes i’m like a baby because i want all the attention.......”

“My little Jonginnie~ I promise you’re the only one!”

“(//∇//)“

For some reason, Jongin suddenly remembers Junmyeon & Baekhyun, & everyone’s face & his own feelings every time their fans whine that they don’t want them in a relationship & he’s wondering if he’s being that person with Taemin. It makes him feel shitty, all of a sudden & he realizes he’s being so so unfair. He really did make his crush think that his favorite idol wasn’t happy if he were to be in a relationship......... just because he wants to be that boyfriend. He has to do better.

“taeminnie?”

“Yes?”

“do you want a boyfriend?”

Taemin lets out a long sigh because this isn’t going anywhere near a safe place & he’s not sure how long he can keep up with Jongin’s curious little questions.

“It sure would be nice...”

“... i don’t want you to feel lonely. sometimes i feel lonely and i wish i had someone... i don’t want you to feel this way.”

Taemin feels his whole body tense because Jongin just dropped two crucial information. First, he’s definitely single. Second, he said someone. He didn’t say girlfriend. He said someone.

“i like being your favorite, but even if it means i’m not the only one anymore, i just want you to be very happy. but whoever you chose, he must be kind!! i won’t let just anyone date my pretty taeminnie!”

He said PRETTY.

& suddenly, Taemin feels his barriers cumble & he curls up even tighter on his couch.

“That’s the thing. You’ll always be my favorite...”

“♥ yoohoo (//∇//)”

“You don’t know how hard it is to find a decent boyfriend when you’ve put my expectations so high... ㅠ.ㅠ ... they all look terrible next to you...”

“... i’m sorry... ehehe”

“Don’t laugh!!”

“when we’ll meet, i’ll give you a hug ♥ against the loneliness!!”

“Really?”

“yes!!”

“... I should complain more often!”

“ehehehehehehehehehe”

“♥”

“we should sleep now taeminnie...”

“I know.”

“should i send you a selfie so you don’t feel lonely tonight?”

“YES!”

“ehehehe.”

“♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ ㅠ.ㅠ ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥”

“i want one too!!”

Taemin tenses up & closes his eyes. All of this seems so delirious & he must be going crazy but really no amount of trying to be reasonnable can shake off the feeling that Jongin is actually flirting with him. Too much happened in one evening & to end it, Jongin is asking for a selfie & !!! this is...!!!!!!! too much!!

Taemin breathes loudly & he’s not about to miss such an opportunity & if Jongin wants to flirt, he sure as hell will flirt back!!! so he puts his hair nicely & takes a few pictures before he can decide on the most decent one.

“taeminnie? ... i want a selfie too :(( ... did you fall asleep already? ... noooo~ho....”

“Sorry! I was trying to take one!! But I’m not good at it...”

“♥♥ show meee~”

Jongin rolls on his bed & presses his face into his pillow to whine.

“you’re really good at this...”

“ (*ﾉωﾉ) Thank you!“

“good night taeminnie~ listen to me if you feel lonely~”

“That’s what I always do.”

“ehehe ♥”

“Good night Jonginnie”

#fanboy!au #THE FLUFF #it's super long agaiiiinnnn #also i just want to say #i love having nini constantly calling him 'taeminnie' as if it's punctuation in his sentences #needy baby.... ♥#jgvsdfh

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rvkis · 6 years

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180915 KBS in Berlin

so after being emo all sunday and monday i finally got the strenght to write my report about music bank in berlin and about the whole trip in general. if i got anything wrong you may correct me, since my memory might be messed up bcs A LOT happened. well, here we go ~

Friday, arrival in Berlin: later at noon i met up with my friend in düsseldorf to take the plane to berlin, since her sister and parents were already there but that’s not important. i was super nervous bcs it was only my second flight and without a parent at that. it was pretty cool tho, night flights are amazing. when we arrived we found out, that if our plane didn’t had a 30 minutes delay (bcs we were 3 people too much and couldn’t start off lol), we would’ve have arrived together with taemin, exo and wanna one. how cool would that be.

Saturday, D-DAY: after a very, very short night (berlin is hella loud jeez) we headed to the venue pretty early to grab some fan stuff and banners to cheer for our favourites. while we looked around first, so that we know where eveything is, we wanted to head back to my friends parents to tell them, that we’ll grab what we can get and then leave again. we had seated tickets so we didn’t need to line up for numbers. so on our way back to the car to tell them that, a van arrived just when i wanted to cross the street. and guess who was in that van - EXO. (so i can say i got nearly hit by exo, literally lmao) we had short eye contact with sehun who was sitting in the front and scrunched up his face bcs the sun was blinding, he looked so funny and cute haha. since there weren’t many people at the gate we decided to watch get them in to the venue. the girls next to us screamed so loud it sounded like she was giving birth, which made us laugh a lot haha (you can find the video of exo arriving on my twitter: skelettblume)

well then, after exo arrived we waited a little longer for taemin. but boy he was taking long, so we decided to grab some fan goods and banners and then leave, since we also wanted to do some sightseeing (so we missed taem :(). in the end berlin wasn’t really that nice, at least not too us. and due to the marathon that was going on it was pretty crowded and stuffed. so when we arrived back at the hotel around lunch time we were pretty tired and took a nap to re-charge our energy. then an hour before let in, we headed back to the venue to line up.everything went really smooth and we were inside after like 45 minutes. inside the venue they played music videos of all the groups that were to perform and fans chanted a long, it was super cool and set up a really good mood.

Stray Kids: the opening, after the mcess had a short speach, was made by them. they were really cute. and since it was felix’ birthday we even sang for him. in german tho since this was organized by the staff. originally we fans planned to sing in korean but ok lol. felix was really touched and even teared up, cutie. ;;

Songs Performed: district 9, hellevator, my space

GIdle: tbh i’m not a big fan of girl groups, therefor i don’t have much to say about them. only that they had one of the cutest fanboys. :)

Songs Performed: latata, maze, hann

WANNA ONE: they were def the 3rd strongest group this evening. fanchants were really loud and their perfomance was lit. during their ment they said they are really grateful that fans give so much love and support even tho their debut wasn’t that long ago.

Songs Performed: boomerang, energetic, light, beautiful, burn it up

TAEMIN ( ❤️ ): so, since i’m a shawol since the beginning i have A LOT to say here. it was my second time seeing taemin. i first saw him with the rest of the band back in 2011 during smtown paris. his performances were LIT 🔥 . he was so cute during his ment (he introduced himself in german ;;) and since i literally saw him grow up i can say he improved SO MUCH. I’M SO PROUD. he also prepared a video message from minho and kibum and was like “do you want to see them more than me?” and when the fans just screamed he took it as a yes and pouted haha. during hypnosis then emotions took over and i started crying bcs than it sank in just how much he grew up and everything. ;; and that he continues to be there for fans after you know... -anyways during press your number the fanchants def were loudest and he literally turned his perfomances into his own concert. 😁 something that was also really sweet was when he together with vcr minho and kibum sang I WANT YOU and the crowd flipped ;; it was such a cool surprise. kibum and minho said that they are sad whole shinee couldn’t come but want to next time. minho also looked really proud and happy for taemin. :)

Songs Performed: move, press your number, (with vcr minho and kibum) i want you, hypnosis, danger

EXO: like some maybe expected they def dominated the show. even tho taemin was just as strong with the fanchants but still exo boys really got it. but that’s okay bcs i’m also a fan lol (but shinee will always come firs <3). they were really cute ofcourse. suho really did his best and even wrote what he wanted to say on his palm ;;. as always as it seemed baekhyun’s mic was too low (when will they ever learn ugh). kyungsoo looked SO HAPPY during boomerang ;; i wanted to squish him so bad. kai spoilered a move for cb uhuhu and also looked really happy bcs of the fanchants. suho, chanyeol and sehun danced a few parts of WE YOUNG during ments. baekhyun sang a bit of YOUNG and looked really proud a the end. fanchants were SUPER LOUD and we all went crazy during WHAT U DO, it was awesome. OHHH and we sang happy birthday for jongdaes upcoming birthday and he also looked so proud haha. chanyeol thanked fans for liking WE YOUNG and all the love they get. he was so startled when he talked bcs he was really, really loved (i would say he and taemin def got the most love).

Songs Performed: the eve, kokopop, boomerang, what u do, power

SPECIAL STAGE - CHANYEOL: there were a few special stages, including a video message of bts, but since i don’t really have much to talk about them and also only want to say something to chanyeol’s one, i’ll leave the rest out. so, mr. park chanyeol - istg he gets my heart so weak. he was so considerate and sweet and performed WIND OF CHANGE from scorpions for us. i got goosebumps and teary eyes. his rap voice is already something but his deep singing voice just does things to you. also i felt so touched that he showed so much interest and prepared something so meaningful ;;. really i love soft pups. he also looked really proud/happy when he was done and the whole crowd chanted “PARK CHANYEOL” it was heavy.

Song Performed: wind of change from scorpions

OTHER SPECIAL STAGES SETLIST:

Stray Kids - happy song, dna, hard carry

Wanna One - pick me, bang bang bang

GIdle + Daniel Lindemann - sunny by boney m

Somi - rollercoaster, gashina

besides the special stages, we also had a QUIZ and RANDOM PLAY DANCE break. the best question of the quiz was “is taemin beautiful” and everyone chanted “YES” and then it was his time to perform <3. during rpd break songs from top kpop groups were played (i only remember red velvet tho, bcs our section screamed for suho HAHA exo fans know what we meant). it was really energetic and hyped everyone up even more.

CLOSING: since exo was the last group to perfom, the mcees said a few more words and then everyone got on stage and bid goodbye with gangnam style. really, even tho it went on for 4 hours it felt really too short. but it was a really nice experience, since it was my first with lightsticks and fanchants (i really need more kpop concerts haha). since i’m a shawol first (before an exo-l) i spend more time with them and everyone was so sweet and worked so hard with handing out banners and even lightsticks. HUGE THANK YOU TO Y’ALL ;;. and of course like after every concert my post-concert depression is SUPER HEAVY like can i pls turn back time and go again ;;. anyways, i hope you all liked my ‘short’ report and i hope you get to see your favourites soon too. if you have any questions, just hit my inbox. thank you and that’s it. <3

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mahouproject-one · 6 years

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Werewolf Concerto! | Subaru | Motive Reaction

It took Subaru a moment to register he'd been summoned. The horror mangaka had dealt with any anxiety over the (totally fake just like everything else about this business, thanks!) game by throwing his focus into drawing, and once he was 'in the zone', so to speak, it was difficult to get him out of it.

Thus, he was one of the last to arrive, making noises of annoyance under his breath (punctuating the heavy clunk of his boots and jingling of the chains on his jacket and trip pants) all the while even as he tried to look superficially cheery because look, he was tolerant as all get out, he could put up with much more than most, but you just did not come between him and his work, damn it, that was a line he could never tolerate anyone crossing, even if something (curiousity, not fear, never fear!) compelled him to give into the summons and trudge into the foyer anyway and-

-well, here came the 'motive for murder' or whatever it was. All sorts of possibilities for whatever that could be danced through Subaru's head as he tried to ignore the chill creeping up his spine at the notion of the nastier ones to the best of his ability, but-

"..."

-what was announced was... not what he expected. Sounded weird as shit, if a bit... well, he was relieved that the motive chosen by that lot was far less nasty than what his imagination had cooked up (not a difficult feat, admittedly), but it was still. Bizarre. Implausible.

And honestly, he kind of wanted to see if it would work.

Look, it wasn't that Subaru was completely without a sense of self-preservation or not in control of his impulses or anything, it was just that on the off chance that this threat actually held water and wasn't the concotion of some really dedicated film crew, it could be interesting from a potential research perspective (imagine the kind of werewolf stories he could write with that kind of insider knowledge!) and if he did get stuck that way, it was kind of whatever? He'd only gone outside for school and stargazing strolls for the most part in the days before Hope's Peak as it was, and well, as long as he could still hold a pen...

...and so Subaru Kurokawa decided to deliberately be an idiot.

"Uhuhu... what a creative threat~ Still mostly convinced that this - all of this - is pure bullshit, but points for effo-"

His words caught in his throat as he noticed the uh... either this was a really dedicated special effects team, or he'd legit just sprouted wolf ears, and they... sure felt real (and smarted when he pulled on one), but...

...ahaha... oh man. What to do now? What to do?

Well, if you're Subaru Kurokawa, you run off to research. And swear to yourself not to press your luck too hard, lest you leave yourself unable ot draw. And try to ignore that persistent nagging conviction in the back of your head that maybe, maybe people weren't all as blase about this as you happen to be.

(And try to figure out how the fuck this happened because damn it, there was no logic to this! No logic at all!)

#mahouichi #chrono #chapter one #subaru #submission

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imagineelrios · 7 years

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post/164762513742/dw-hates-hennon-but-imagine-if-dws-like-a-henir Continuation for this post please T^T It was so good. Maybe where Aisha manages to overcome Henir or angsty where she apologizes she wasn't strong enough.

Fate is, in many ways, like a coin toss. Whether you land on heads, tails or even exactly on the edge, there’s multiple paths it can go down.

Aisha, of all people, understands that. Time, space and fate are all too closely interconnected. They are different threads, holding up the same tapestry. You tug one out and the whole picture falls apart.

It’s a dangerous game, finding the right strings to tug on.

coin toss

They attach her to the rock with those weird bindings, covered in some ancient runic language, and Hennon comes forwards with that triumphant smile.

“I told you that this is the highest honour,” he says, shaking his head. “Be a little more dignified, would you?”

Aisha bares her teeth at him, even through the dark veil they put her in. “There is nothing dignified about being sacrificed to an eldritch god,” she snarls. “Have some shame, would you? First you kidnap a lady, and then you expect her to show you any respect?”

“We’ll see about that,” Hennon growls, whirling away. “Begin the ritual!”

The sun begins to darken as lesser mages around her summon clouds. Aisha wishes that she could magically interrupt the ritual, burst out of her confines, anything, but she has no strength left to break the magic-suppressing shackles that bind her.

All that she can do is watch in horror and pray.

heads

As the magic around her thickens, Aisha feels a presence begin to worm its way into her mind.

Are you my new host? it asks. Uhuhu, you’re the first female host I’ve had so far…

“I am not your host,” Aisha gasps, clenching her fists on her shackles. “I am Aisha Landar, and I am a mage with more magic than you could possibly imagine.”

Her fury grows, and the suppressed magic in her veins begin to gather in her hands. Her shackles snap in her fingers as her eyes glow with energy.

There is light, and then there is only Aisha.

tails

You cannot fight me, child, Henir whispers, curling around Aisha’s ears. I am infinitely older and more arcane than you could ever hope to become.

“NO,” Aisha screams, writhing in her bindings. “YOU WILL NOT…”

Oh, but I will.

With a final carnal scream, Aisha goes still.

The eyes that light up on her body are not hers.

“Alright,” says not-Aisha, an unholy grin emerging on her face. “I rise.”

Hennon kneels at her feet. “My lord…”

“Lady,” not-Aisha says, cutting him off. “It’ll take me a while to get used to this host body, but I’ll make the damned best of it.”

Her grin turns sadistic.

“Now, doesn’t this young lady have some friends who are standing in our way?”

on the edge

There’s four mages conjuring clouds.

A rain of arrows later, there’s none.

Aisha watches in shock and relief as Eve and Ara dance through the ranks of the Henir zealots with blades and drones shining. Elesis is screaming as she charges at Hennon, the tip of her claymore aimed right for his heart. Chung crashes into a hulking beast, knocking him aside.

Elsword runs up to her, tears in his eyes as he grabs her shackles and tears them apart. “Are you okay?” He asks, almost desperately. “Oh god, there’s so much chaos out there.”

“I-” Aisha wobbles, nearly falls over, and finds herself supported from the other side by Rena, who puts Aisha’s arm over her shoulders.

“Shhh. Don’t worry about it. You’re safe now.”

They bring her away from the ruins of the Henir zealots’ hideout, back to a safe place in town.

For the first time in months, Aisha is able to sleep in peace.

#aisha #hennon #henir #elboy #rena #eve #ara #elesis #mod ceae #anon #ask #elsword #elsword imagines

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k0meetta-blog · 7 years

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.ﾟ☆Star-Kissed☆ﾟ.

@wayfaringmagpie

“Come on, I told you that your name is Einar Pekkanen and that we found you abandoned and helpless with nothing but ripped clothes and the barcode imprinted on your neck. Why would you question me, son?” Son. It felt odd to be called like that by the scientist of the laboratory, the one who was commanding around all the other scientists and students, the one who was his adoptive father and the one who saved his life ---- grimacing some, the red-head’s intense eyes moved to the side and looked off to the distance, blinking as he pondered about the words spoken just now. Son. For some odd reason, his stomach twisted and turned around with nausea, displeased with the explanation. “Einar.” The man before him attempted to catch his attention back, his voice stern and ambiguous. “I wish I had the answers for you, to give your mind peace and to help you understand your origins. We don’t need to know what alien race you have within you in order to respect and love you. You’re a smart boy.” -- “I’m not a boy.” -- “Smart man, then. Either way, there is no need for me to explain to you how none of this matters.” ---- “Not to you, obviously.” As he turned around to walk back into his room, he merely heard the old man scold him by calling out his name another time, speaking in a human language which Einar wasn’t capable of understanding (it sounded very Nordic and hefty, but that’s about it), the freckled male then opened the door of his lab station by operating a button next to the door, which caused it to slide open left and right, closing behind him after he entered.

A heavy sigh leaving his throat, lips, he gritted his teeth a moment before sinking into his chair by the desk, staring at the wall before him. Just what am I? That thought kept racing through his head, the more he was haunted by those dreams, nightmares. Everytime, he’d find himself in a huge test tube, filled with an odd liquid, almost slimy, but once he opened his eyes completely and looked down on himself, he had the arms of a nightkiller -- sharp scythes instead of hands, his heart rate increasing which was monitorised by humans, scientists, and they’d gather around him, ogle at him and observing him like a zoo animal, taking notes and discussing instead of helping him; it was tiring to have this repeat every single night (or more so day, for he tended to be more and more nocturnal the more he kept working in this lab), but the ginger told himself that those were just repressed feelings due to working on the slimes and the nightkillers, it had to happen eventually, something like burn-out-syndrome, right? Pekkanen leaned against one of his hands which was propped against his desk to massage his temple, grabbing the mouse with his other and operating his computer to open a file. “It makes no sense.” The man muttered to himself, moving his hand in order to rub against the tattoo which was on his neck while reading the numbers on that genome sheet. This was clearly his name on there, and it was clearly the results that he extracted from his own blood work (which he also did on himself, not wanting to cause any suspicion by asking another scientist for the favour) ---- and those were clearly his numbers; Einar Pekkanen, 55 % human and 45 %... “How would I have the same numbers as those nightkillers? It must be a mistake. Perhaps it’s an alien race similar to nightkillers... unexplored and not categorised into the system.” As he kept conversing with himself, he opened his notebook in which he scribbled everything he noted down about nightkillers during his research in order to become a proper scientist; perhaps having to deal with mutation as a first semester was kind of tricky and hard, but his ‘father’ had high expectations and saw the intelligence level in him from the very start. “The creation of the nightkillers. Sounds like a cheap novel.” He mused as he flapped the pages -- sketches of the slime and nightkillers, names for their organs and body parts, behaviour, food, ---- “Mating behaviour; Nightkillers are aggressive in nature towards any other race except their own. They do not attack one another when put into the same room, however when faced with another monster or alien, they growl at and attack said creature instantly. Nightkillers have very rare mating seasons, and when they do, the males will flaunt and show-off in front of the females, almost pushing themselves onto them in order to gain their attention. There is no known observation of a nightkiller mating with any other race than their own.” 45 % nightkiller? This was clearly a mistake. He had to dig deeper and find out about similar genomes, similar races----

“Einar. We need you to do the night shift tonight and keep an eye on the recreation room in the west wing. I did it the last two nights and I need some shut eye.” A blond female -- human -- barely entered his room as she started speaking, something about her voice was not menacing but more so degrading and haughty, almost as if she was talking to one of those so-called lab rats; this was nothing new to the lanky tween, not even averting his gaze towards her as she spoke, let alone giving her any attention with his body language, he merely hummed lowly. “’We need you?’ I see, I see... I suppose, you have permission from Väinö?” -- “Yes, I asked Mr Pekkanen.” -- “Alright.”

Without any further exchange of words, the woman left and Einar cracked his neck as he leaned back on his chair. “Cunt.” He muttered, feeling slight aggression rising in his belly as he thought of her and how she was no exception ---- all of them treated him poorly. The mutt, as some called him behind his back, but oddly enough too scared to say those exact words into his face. “Cowards, all of them.” Slamming his notebook to close it, he deleted the files of his experiment on his own blood work, making sure to not leave any trace behind for Väinö to find it. Mostly not after the conversation they had today.

As he stood up from his seat, he grabbed some paper work and extracted essences from various monsters and aliens ---- while he would have to do the night shift, he could keep himself busy with his personal research on stems and their effect on humans. “Might as well, right?” Einar spoke as he looked into the computer screen, chuckling deeply. The excessive amount of talking to himself was getting out of hand, but one could only be this lonely in a science station full of humans who did not want to have any social interaction with him unless it was necessary. “Yes, I’ll test the effect of the agility essence. Perhaps infusing it into the slime would be interesting. They’re quite slow and annoying, and perhaps it would have a nice effect cloning them with the essence also? Imagine, a fast slime snail chasing after those humans, uhuhu... joy...” As he already exited the room, some scientists passed him and merely observed the man having a conversation with himself, but he did not mind ---- they were just going to their rooms to get some rest for the night, while Einar had to stay awake and make sure the breeding nightkillers would not have some emergency situation; or rather, that they would not break out. However, the precautions took on these creatures in those test tubes made it nearly impossible for them to break out ---- something more severe had to happen for them to actually be a threat outside of their breeding spots.

But it did not help that Pekkanen kept having those nightmares, no, images of them scattered all over this lab, attacking the scientists and mauling them to death; one part of his brain is telling him that he was merely paranoid and needed to calm down, the other part however did every kind of research in order to have a backup plan (also called plan B, obviously) in order to make it out alive. His interest for these stems was surely born out of curiosity, but it eventually developed into more of a survival instinct, something like a hunch.

“Day 26.” The red-head said after grabbing his dictaphone (which was merely a microphone attached to his ear, which he activated with a hand gesture. “Nightkiller breeding station seems to have almost reached its final spurt; west wing test tubes, incoming check.” Entering said west wing, the freckle face eyed the glassy tubes, growing nightkillers inside, breathing and living, but unconscious yet ---- almost like fetuses in a mother’s womb, right? But how would he know... “Limbs reached their limit of growth; strong rib cage, no armour needed. Small movements visible now and then.” Touching the glass, he observed one of the creatures closer, blinking at them. “Colour variations visible due to various slime genomes and DNAs used; various types visible too. Most frequent seems to be the ice type...” As he kept talking into his microphone in order to summarise his observation and his research on those mutants, Einar eventually made his way to the west wing surveillance room, taking a seat in front of a variety of screens which showed videos of the surveillance cameras of the multiple rooms all over the science lab in which the nightkillers were kept in their breeding tubes. Hours of boredom and reading into his notes, writing and peeking at the screens in front of him, he started his microphone once more.

“Day 26. The migraines are getting stronger, I doubled the last dosage of sumatriptan, one step further and it is a lethal dosage. Morphine could be an option, but I’m tired. No sleep. No appetite. It’s noisy, too noisy. I never heard of migraines like those before. Perhaps those are signs of schizophrenia? Hearing voices, noises, they talk, but I don’t understand... unknown language. They’re in my brain... they’re inside...” Taking a breath, he looked over at the tubes of essences which he lined up in front of him, as neatly as possible. “Is this the alien genes in me? Plausible possibility for bipolar behaviour depending on the gene pool. Possible tendency for schizophrenia due to the wrong gene pool mixed together. Uncontrollable outbursts of anger, anxiety, paranoia, nausea, depression; Need to raise the endorphins probably? Lithium... lithium...” He clicked his tongue as he kept pondering, watching the screen before him as if it hypnotised him. “Benzodiazepine... benzodiazepine... sleep... can’t sleep... sleep... can’t sleep.” The more he stared at the screen, the louder the noise in his head had gotten, but instead of being aware of it, Einar merely took it in.

There was a faint, very peculiar sound. Beep. Beep. Beep. It got louder the more he listened to it ---- almost like a siren, it changed and shifted, eventually sounding like an elongated screech, deep and dull, almost muffled, but it got louder and clearler, and louder---- once he realised that he had his eyes closed, Einar opened them slowly. Did he sleep? No good! But to him, it was no shock that he was asleep, or to wake up, more so he felt his blood run ice cold once he heard a scream from the hallway outside from the west wing, almost as if someone was fighting for their life. “Hah?” Jumping in his chair, he must’ve sunken in and fallen asleep on the desk, sleepy eyes searched the monitors and saw that the west wing breeding station was empty ---- the nightkillers have escaped. “Wha-- how... how... how?!” A loud thud against the door, he was thankful that this one could not be opened with a sensor ---- one needed a keycard which he bore on himself, staring in fear at the closed door as he heard the familiar growls and screams of the mutants, accompanied with the gurgling sound of someone choking on their own blood, his imagination running wild as he tried to picture what was going on outside. “Day 26...” He spoke in a mutter into his dictaphone, shaky hands searching for the stems and essences all over the desk. “Outbreak. Nightkillers’ aggressive nature is showing.” While he attempted to speak as calmly as possible, the pleading screams and noises on the other side of the very closed door which kept him alive were recorded as well, one would suggest that Einar was in utmost shock at the moment, but he was not sure if there was not a single hint of pleasure peaking inside of him while listening to those humans die in such an inhumane way. “Blood thirst is their main nature; predator behaviour, they may be hungry, similar to appearance of incredible hunger after hibernation, the hormones and metabolism are similar to the breeding station. But perhaps they don’t kill to eat, but kill out of pleasure. Need more evaluation on that.”

Finding the invisibility stem he built on, ogling the needle, Pekkanen snickered. “Humans create the weirdest monsters, but we don’t need monsters when even the Gods and Satan turned their backs away from us; we aren’t good, we aren’t evil, we are abandoned and we are insane. No... not we... they. I’m not one of them. I’m not with them. They’re not me. How ironic and so pleasing to see the creation kill its creator. How Mother Nature keeps reminding us that we cannot play God. And how we cannot climb the ladder by pretending to be something that we are not.” Inhaling sharply then, he eyed the small window at the door. “They’re capable of seeing infra-red, hence the name. Nightkillers are nocturnal, their eyes are blinded by daylight and anything pretending to be daylight. They react to motions more so than sounds. Test number 268: invisibility stem used in order to avoid being spotted. This is the first time the invisibility stem is used on a hum... humanoid subject. Possible side effects will be listed.” With that said, Einar rammed the needle into his arm and released the substance into his body, unsure if it worked, but he couldn’t see his reflection on the window anymore. Picking out his keycard from the front of his robe, he opened the door and stumbled back due to the dismembered corpse falling into the room. He was right about the aggression level of the nightkillers ---- but he was still unsure just how they could have escaped.

Rushing out of the surveillance room, he made his way towards the exit, knowing the laboratory by heart, therefore he did not need to look around. Passing dead bodies and lurking nightkillers, ready to jump at anything and anyone the could lay their eyes on, Pekkanen would lie if he said he wasn’t nervous in the slightest. Sure, the terrible sight of blood and guts everywhere, the smell of death lingering, the smell of iron... it was heavy, but due to his scientific experience, he was not appalled by those things that easily. However, there was no sight of his mentor, his ‘father’ ---- did he escape? Most likely, he would be dead, right? But one would never know...

There it was! The exit! After passing all those nightkillers and all the other monsters that were freed with the outbreak, Einar became a little too euphoric and stormed towards the door, unaware that the invisibility stem wore off quicker than he thought ---- perhaps he had to double the dosage on a humanoid body? But it was too late already and one of the mutants jumped in his way to block the exit, tossing him to the ground and growling at him in a manner that saliva was spat all across his face. Fuck... fuck, fuck, fuck!! Crawling backwards onto the tiled, white, sterile ground, away from the nightkiller before him, his turquoise eyes widened, already seeing his life pass right before him, seeing the motion of the scythe-like arm lunging towards him, however hitting the ground next to his head instead. The hovering body of the creature casting a shadow onto him. “P... playful nature... nightkillers... toy with their...p-prey? Almost like cat and mouse... right? Maybe lying down motionlessly will... bore them...?” While he kept going with his audio-notes of the scene which unfolded before him, he wasn’t aware of how the figure slowly but steadily moved away from him, almost as if it lost interest, but there was more to it than that ---- almost like a realisation that hit this murderous creature and made it stop. Weird. As it dashed off into the laboratory (perhaps in order to find actual prey?), Einar didn’t waste any more time and got up quickly, placing his hand onto the scan of the door in order to unlock it and escape this insane hell-hole. There were no words to describe the experience he just made ---- and he was less shocked about the death he witnessed and more so confused about being spared and getting out alive.

Weeks passed after the incident at the science lab number 8 on Mostichi -- Einar lost everything except his notebook, dictaphone and the essences he stuffed into his white coat. While he was running through the forest, he found an abandoned rifle next to a body. Of course, he took it with him, he never was taught how to use weapons, but he found out to be quite the natural on that. The shock eventually wore off, or so he thought, but Einar kept having nightmares of the nightkillers -- the same ones that haunted him even before the outbreak -- now, he wouldn’t find the answer to his questions at all. Without a science lab and a high-class scientist like Väinö backing him up, there was little to no chance to find out about his alien race ---- to find out about his background and why he exists, why he was abandoned, why he had to be adopted. Ruffling his messy red hair as he sat on a rock inside of a cave, hiding from the monsters that were all over the place; it seemed as if they spread all over Mostichi in such a rapid time. Now would’ve been the perfect chance to actually observe nightkillers in their natural habitat-- or as natural as it may be for creatures that were born inside of a tube due to mutated DNA. but nonetheless, it seemed as if they found a perfect part in this world, on this planet, just like all the humans somehow found their place and were able to inhabit this planet after leaving Earth. Of course, Earth was something Einar never witnessed with his own eye, unlike Väinö (at least the old man kept telling him about this place). But still, the freckled male had to be careful and cautious not to be spotted by the nightkillers; it was simply a freak accident, sheer luck, that he was not ripped apart by that mutation after his invisibility stem wore off... he was somewhat sure of that.

Eventually, his attention was caught by the sound of harvesting and muffled music. Sitting up as on the high positioned rock, he looked around curiously. Another human? The only ones he knew were the ones at the lab... and they most likely were wiped out. Right? Was he hearing things again? As he shook his head in order to tell himself to just ‘ignore it’, there was more of the harvesting sound. Gems. It was light and sparkly, and the music got a little louder, accompanied by humming. “Hello?” The ginger called out, hearing his echo bouncing off the walls as he waited for a response -- nothing. Grabbing his rifle out of the retainer on his back, he jumped off of the rock and activated his wing suit in order to land as smoothly onto the ground as possible. Long gone was the white scientist robe he was given to by Väinö -- his armour and overall dress up more so looked like the ones astronauts wore. Just to make sure that he would not be attacked, he put on his helmet also ---- but more so to stay anonymous from whoever was lurking around in the same cave as him. Perhaps this was one of the humans looking for him ---- attempting to murder him? Maybe they blame him for the outbreak!? After all, it was his night shift duty and it was his responsibility to keep everyone safe. It was only logical to presume that he meant the worst for everyone, just freeing those nightkillers and making it out alive of the laboratory. Master plan! But then again, he fell asleep and thus it must’ve been something or someone else...

After roaming the humid cave for any figure, he finally spotted someone. Just like him, they wore an overall, armour and a helmet also. By the looks of it, they owned a high level Mark Tool, they were able to collect multiple resources at the same time. Prospector? Probably. And the music clearly came from their direction too. Weren’t they scared to be jumped by some alien and killed? One had to be on high alert at all times, those nightkillers, tech hunters... hell, even regular slime monsters, they were everywhere and ready to kill. What a weirdo.

Having his rifle pointed at the figure moving and dancing around, humming and collecting, he had to make sure that they were no threat whatsoever. Slowly, Einar inched closer with quiet steps, not wanting his shoes to cause any echo and perhaps catch the person’s attention, startle them or -- worst case scenario -- make them shoot him right in the stomach or chest. The red-head found out that he was healing a lot quicker than others, probably due to his alien genetic make-up ---- but he was still not ready to risk ending up dead on the spot.

#ic;#starkissed1saorp #wayfaringmagpie #ooc; it counts 3800+ words oh my god

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yandereshit · 7 years

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707 hugs & donuts for my sista!

Happy birthday, @liasviel! My lil sista is an adult nao ~♥ (…i just realized i messed up the notifications but it’s 1 minute left dont hate me)

–707 logged in–

707: Okay let’s state one thing straight. 707: EVERYONE needs a cat 707: Except for Zen. 707: But if it wasn’t for his allergy, he’d need a cat too. 707: So it seems that the cruelty of Ms Vanderwood 3rd makes my life harder since she doesn’t let me own a cat T_T 707: She obviously wants me to suffer T_T Zen: Okay, first. Zen: We all know Vanderwood is a guy by now -_- 707: Whoops~ Zen: And second Zen: DON’T MEASURE EVERYONE WITH YOUR OWN STANDARDS 707: T_T 707: You’ve been living without a cat for so long 707: That you’re not aware of your own loss anymore 707: *gasp* So sad…! Shiro: There, there. Saeran: Could you all stop? Saeran: I keep getting the notifications, it’s annoying -_- 707: How 707: about 707: no? Shiro: Uhuhu, don’t provoke him, he’s unsteady today Saeran: What did you just say -_- Shiro: lololol 707: I was about to go anyway~ 707: You know, as the older, responsible brother Shiro: *cough* 707: I need to work hard to earn the living for… 707: My brother 707: His soon-to-be-fiance Saeran: Excuse me…? 707: And My Donut. Shiro: …Donut. 707: Shiro: Could you stop making weird nicknames for my sister ;_; 707: How 707: about 707: …rather not lol 707: Going off like a sunset~ Saeran: Begone.

–707 logged off–

He yawned, swaying on the chair lazily. Working was definitely the last thing he wanted to do, and so - he didn’t pay much attention to it.

So many things happened lately. He thought that everything would change once he escaped the agency.

But it did not. There - of course - was a change, but much different from what he expected.

He still worked as IT expert, his house was as messy as always. Vanderwood still lived with him, doing his own work and - by the way - cleaning all the mess Saeyoung’s made. He threatened to move away soon - which he planned from the very beginning - but it was for some reason a painfully slow process and, as long as he still lived here, it seemed as if nothing changed.

Except for Saeran, the third mouth to feed.

That wasn’t all though. The thing that changed the most was the almost continuous presence of two additional beings. You know, the same set as before. Buy one, get one free.

Kuro was the one who’s got invited to Rika’s apartment.

Shiro was the one who stormed in two days later with food, scolding her sister for neglecting the studies.

It didn’t exactly go as planned and storming in resulted in the bomb almost going off.

And there again: Kuro was the one to take it with only a weird, rather unmoved expression, while Shiro started yelling at the redhead for putting her sister in such a danger.

But when he pointed that she let her live in a stranger’s apartment (she was obviously aware of the fact), she just waved him off and, sending him a cold glare, stated that either he lets Kuro live at his place (to make sure she’s safe) (she didn’t actually believe it’d make her safe) or she will take her sister back home and no one will hear from her ever again.

It all ended with Kuro having to calm down her heatened sister and Saeyoung having to prepare a separate bedroom for the poor girl.

It was a few months ago and right now, the girls were living together again.

Ever since Shiro and Saeran accidentally met, it was pretty obvious that there’s something soothing in her demanding behaviour that made Saeran kind of vulnerable. The relationship between them was a bit weird, but rather stable.

But Kuro? It was a completely different matter.

The girl caught Saeyoung’s attention. When she, for the first time, entered the RFA’s chatroom, she was so bright and innocent. Cheerful, trying to make everyone smile. Understanding, even to him. She even got his jokes, which made them both an explosive pair.

And then, when he decided to look into the camera’s feedback, he noticed her, sitting in the corner with her phone laying beside her, eyes focused on her small laptop, the light of the screen brightening her pale, calm face.

Every message she sent, every emoticon she put into the messages, she didn’t’ smile even once. When someone called her, she was kind and smiling. But every time the call ended, she would sigh quietly and go back to her laptop, looking as if the talk never happened. There was that dark, filled with despair aura around her. The one that made him keep wondering and asking himself over and over: what heppened to her…?

To keep her saddness buried deep inside and show only the happy, careless side. To sit in this corner, in front of the CCTV camera, all day and scribble in her laptop as if nothing else mattered. To occasionally wip her eyes and if it weren’t for the poor quality of the feed, he’d always want to know if she’s crying, because if so - he’d call her straight away to cheer her up…

…But he was aware that the call would be just like any other she’s got. Happy, cheerful, “worries-lacking”.

And that’s when he suddenly realized that she’s just like him.

And that it’s not good to be like this.

–Kuro logged in–

Shiro: And that’s why showers are better than bathtubs. Shiro: Are you even reading this…?

–Saerean logged off–

Shiro: O-okay… ;_; Kuro: I prefer tubs to be honest, but Kuro: Sisssterrr…. Kuro: I really don’t want to disturb you Kuro: And your amazing conversation (´• ω •`) Kuro: But, honey Kuro: YOUR CHICKEN IS FUCKIN BURNING ٩(◕‿◕｡)۶ Shiro: awsedrftgyhuji

–Shiro logged off–

Kuro: ;_; Kuro: Leave me some if it’s not too charred… Kuro: …and don’t eat it if it is

–707 logged in–

Kuro: Hello there… (*´▽`*) 707: Who’s this~ 707: Is this~ 707: Maybe~ 707: The most wonderful~ 707: The most adorable~ 707: And the most tasty~ 707: DONUT? ★ Kuro: …what did you just call me ;_; Kuro: A donut…? Kuro: …sounds nice lol 707: I know right! Kuro: Why everyone is offline again? >.707: Probably because 707: It’s over the midnight lol 707: Jaehee probably works 707: Jumin probably sleeps 707: Zen probably practices his lines 707: Yoosung probably still plays LOLOL 707: Elly probably shines 707: Saeran probably went to sleep 707: And Shiro is probably trying to rescue the charred chicken

–Shiro logged in–

Shiro: IT’S NOT THAT CHARRED Shiro: DAMMIT SIS Shiro: I ALMOST FORGOT Shiro: HAPPY BIRTHDAY! Kuro: Thank you ^^” Shiro: will stalk u tomorrow Shiro: just burned my fingers Shiro: will hug u when i see u Shiro: BRING THE EXTINGUISHER Shiro: QUICKLY Kuro: To the rescue… ;_;

–Kuro logged off– –Shiro logged off–

Saeyoung blinked, staring at the screen. Everything happened too quickly for him to have a chance to react.

Happy birthday…?

He didn’t even know. While doing his research, he completely missed this information.

Wait, but… shouldn’t Kuro answer with “happy birthday to you too” or something like this? They were twins. T.W.I.N.S. It’s more than obvious that the birthday’s date is the same for the both of them.

He couldn’t know though.

They were probably busy with rescuing the chicken at the moment, so he waited for twenty minutes and dialed the number.

- Hello…?

- Hello, my brother’s soon-to-be-fiance!

- … Hi there, sucker.

- So mean…!

- It’s over the midnight, dammit! - Shiro cursed quietly. - Kuro is already sleeping, what do you want…?

- Well, I have… a very important question, to be honest! Mind answering me~?

- What’s it? - she sighed, her voice clearly bored.

- Tell me then, why is it your sister’s birthday, and not yours~?

There was a short silence.

- Oh, I guess you wouldn’t know. - He could almost see her shrugging. - Kuro and I were found in a forest. We’re adopted, you could say. In our passports, there’s the adoption’s date as our birthday, but we don’t know when we were actually born. So we chose the dates on our own, when we got older. Kuro chose the day when our parents gave her a cat she asked for so long. Mine is the day when I’ve seen an aurora for the first time. That’s the whole story.

Saeyoung hummed, thinking intensively.

- I see…

- Is that all?

She almost hung up.

- N-nonono, wait! One more question.

- Come on, dude…

- What happened to her cat…?

Shiro sighed tiredly.

- He passed away last summer. He was old, of course. It was… well, tough for her.

- I see… and, tell me, please-

And then Shiro finally hung up.

He almost dialed her number again, but realized that she’d probably not even pick it up.

Well, he knew much enough.

–Saeran logged in–

Saeran: Saeyoung, you fucker Saeran: What are you doing at this hour? Saeran: Loud. As. Hell. Saeran: …am I hearing a driller? Saeran: I’m gonna strangle you.

–Saeran logged off–

- Sis? What are you doing at this hour? - Kuro peeked out of her room, rubbing her eyes tiredly.

Shiro cursed once more, throwing her phone onto the couch.

- Got a call. Sorry for waking you up.

Kuro shook her head and came closer.

- You didn’t, I couldn’t sleep anyway.

- Want some pills?

- I’d rather not.

- Tea…?

- Nah. You should go to sleep though, you have kinda red eyes.

- …It’s the lighting.

- Doubt so. You’ve been sticking to your phone for the whole day. Not too healthy~

- You won’t tell me what’s healthy, honey - Shiro mumbled and almost stumbled into her room, because sleeping was the best thing she could do now.

Kuro peeked at the phone, sitting on the couch and turning on the TV, instantly reducing the volume. The noise was still weirdly loud, as the rest of the apartment stayed completely silent. The sounds of the night city didn’t reach them on the thirteen floor.

The light of the TV screen was annoyingly bright and yet she felt surrounded by the darkness. The shadow behind her back, the open door to the kitchen and her room - obviously dark. The uneasy feeling grown in her as the movie ended and there were end credits on the black background, with quiet, kind of creepy music.

She took the remote and turned it off. The silence calmed her down a little bit, but the darkness only got worse. She closed her eyes for a few minutes, hopeful that she would fall asleep on the couch, but it didn’t work.

The floor looked like an abyss and she sincerely hesitated before laying her foot on it.

She went to the window and opened it wide. The cold air filled the room, chills running down her spine as the wind messed with her hair. Now she could hear all the noises, the streets of the city filled with cars and moving lights as if it was the middle of a day. Brightness of the city contrasted with the black sky.

It was warmer than she though it’d be at this hour. The urge to take a walk was something definitely too strong to resist at this point. She’d only have to change, since pajamas aren’t the best choice. Going out in pajamas is never a good choice, let’s be honest.

In a few minutes she was ready, with casual trousers, a shirt and a blouse. She hid her hair under the hem of the blouse so that it wouldn’t get all messy because of the wind and opened the door to go outside…

…only to bang someone else’s head with her own.

She whined softly and wobbled from the sudden dizziness. She automatically held her forehead and backed away, a similar to hers whine reached her ears at the same moment.

She blinked and looked at the wall clock in the living room, making sure she didn’t make a mistake.

- … - She looked once more at the silhoulette she just banged (…I really didn’t mean it to sound like this). - Saeyoung… care to tell me, what are you doing here at one a.m…?

The boy panted, leaning against the door frame. It was obvious he was running all his way here.

- You’re… not asleep yet… Good - he mumbled out, trying to calm down his breath.

- … Why didn’t you go here by car?

He froze.

- I… forgot I have one - he admitted. - But more important, Kuro, why aren’t you asleep?! - he panicked suddenly.

- … - The girl stared at him. - You just said it’s good I’m not asleep!

- It’s good for me, but it’s not good not for your health! And what’s up with going out at this hour! Someone could kidnap you!

- …

The scene was so surreal that she didn’t even know how to answer.

- E-er… - she stuttered. - Okay, so what are you doing here by the way…? - The despearte attempt to change the topic was obviously desperate.

Now Saeyoung was the one to stutter. It took her a while to notice a brown box he was keeping under his arm.

- O-oh! I almost forgot! E-er, it may not look the best right now, b-but… - He opened the box and took out a bit heavy thing that miraclously fitted the box. - I know you’ve already seen it, but it… for some reason kept breaking so I couldn’t give it to you, I eventually fixed it though, so… Happy birthday, Kuro!

The girl’s eyes widened at the view and she almost forgot how to breathe. She held the cat carefully in both of her hands, afraid of accidentally breaking or letting it fall to the floor.

- S-Saeyoung… Y-you… d-didn’t have to… - she stuttered out.

- No, I didn’t - he agreed. - But I wanted to. Kuro… - He cleared his throat. - Thank you… for everything. If you ever feel down or just… need someone to talk to, I’m always here for you. It may be hard to just… come and talk, but… I promise I will always listen, so there’s nothing you should be worried about, okay?

He smiled warmly and gently kissed her forehead, his fingers tangled in her hair as the other hand wrapped around her waist, giving her a warm hug.

- I’m not going to leave you, so just trust me, okay?

He hummed softly.

The night was still young.

–Shiro logged in–

Shiro: I will kill him. Shiro: I will kill her too. Shiro: I will choke them both. Saeran: It’s fuckin 2 am Shiro: …You know you can turn off the notifications? Saeran: … Shiro: I ought to explain it later. Shiro: BUT MORE IMPORTANT Shiro: Your brother just went into our flat Shiro: took my sister Shiro: and flied away Shiro: leaving only the damn robotic cat Shiro: THAT WON’T FUCKIN SHUT UP Shiro: HOW DO YOU TURN THIS SHIT OFF? Saeran: …With a hammer? Shiro: … Shiro: Nevermind. Shiro: Can anyone tell me Shiro: why is my sister gone? Shiro: Come on, aren’t you worried about your brother too?;; Saeran: Not really Saeran: He’s an adult lol Saeran: Stop babysitting your sister -_- Shiro: I stopped babysitting her once. Shiro: and she almost got kidnapped by a sect -_- Saeran: … Shiro: Dammit, where are they?!

–707 logged in–

707: YO YO SUP BITCHES Shiro: YOU 707: ME Shiro: ARE 707: awesome? Shiro: DEAD Shiro: I WILL KILL YOU Saeran: seconded 707: Where is all that hate from?! T_T Shiro: YOU KIDNAPPED MY SISTER 707: She went with me on her own lol Shiro: YOU SEDUCED HER 707: lolololol 707: … it’s possible tho 707: The poor Kuro was seduced by a nameless hacker

–Kuro logged in–

Kuro: Stop it ;_; Shiro: UR ALIVE Kuro: I am! Shiro: KICK THIS FUCKER FROM ME 707: DON’T KICK THIS FUCKER Shiro: KICK Saeran: kick seconded 707: T_T 707: What did I do to deserve all this hate… 707: I was so good to the all of you… 707: And yet… 707: Like Messiah lol Kuro: Hey, Messiah, get out of my side;; Kuro: You were supposed to have only HALF of this bed Shiro: yihoisafp Shiro: BED?!!!!!!!!!!! 707: My half is relatively smaller though TT 707: Hey;;;;; 707: Stop kicking me;;;;;;; Saeran: Are they really chatting while laying next to each other…? Shiro: I’M NOT PLEASED Saeran: Are you a chaperone? lol Shiro: I guess I should hire one -_- Kuro: :3 Shiro: Why are you smiling now…? 707: She kicked me off the bed T_T Shiro: LOL Shiro: GOOD JOB SISTA Saeran: lol Saeran: Wait… Saeran: You haven’t come back and you’re not with Shiro Saeran: Where the hell are you…? 707: In a hotel! 707: It’s super duper nice and cozy Saeran: …and you… share the bed…?

–Shiro logged off–

707: … Saeran: I have an advise for you. Saeran: Run for your life before she finds you. 707: T_T Kuro: She won’t tho~ 707: …probably not 707: We’re too far lol Saeran: I wouldn’t be surprised if she put a gps in Kuro’s bra Kuro: … 707: Oh my dear Donut! 707: It seems that 707: I need to check whether there’s the gps or not! 707: Just wait for it! 707: I will make sure you’re safe! Kuro: DON’T COME CLOSER PERV Kuro: vtufghgiynuom Kuro: yugimhuo Kuro: vtbp

–Shiro logged in–

Shiro: … Shiro: DON’T TOUCH HER Saeran: Where have you been lol Shiro: I called Vanderwood Saeran: lol and? Shiro: There’s gps in Saeyoung’s phone lol Saeran: heh Saeran: you could have just asked me Saeran: I could even hack into his phone and find him Shiro: Would you do it for me? lol Saeran: Who knows Shiro: … waIT WE FORGOT ABOUT THE IMPORTNAT Shiro: MY SISTA IS IN DANGER

–Kuro logged off– –707 logged off–

Shiro: … Shiro: I’M SERIOUSLY WORRIED RIGHT NOW Saeran: Chill out Saeran: It’s not like they’re THAT irresponsible right? Shiro: … T_T Saeran: Go to sleep, it’s late Shiro: I won’t fall asleep like this T_T Saeran: There, there Saeran: lol Saeran: Just trust them a bit Saeran: Good night Saeran: …or something

–Saeran logged off–

Shiro: Siiiiiiigggghhhhh;; Shiro: ..no choice then Shiro: no CHOIce Shiro: lol Shiro: When you’re reading this, it’s probably late af so… Shiro: Sleep well, my lil sister.

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C꩜de Red! (hcs.ft Yan!Manila Mikey)

SYNOPSIS: Headcanons of Yandere Manila Mikey taking care of you while you are on your period REQUEST: "Hii! Could I get a yandere manila Mikey x darling who is on her period? GENRE: HEADCANONS, YANDERE! fluff WARNINGS: Reader has a Uterus, ooc mikey, mentions of blood (obv), overprotectiveness, Mikey being too clingy, a littol toxic behaviour, jealousy ୨୧ CHARACTERS: Yandere!Mikey x Gn!reader-(uterus haver)

Yandere Mikey?? Boy be prepared for random bursts of emotions, possessiveness, mood swings and irritative behaviour...you might actually think he is the one who is on his period lmao.

Yan!Manila Mikey is a very possessive and protective person, and expect him to become even more overbearing and clingy.

Doesn't like you going out in general cause it makes him anxious, you are so innocent and the world is so scary, he's just so worried about your safety. But he cannot control your life so he's made peace with it (correction: tries to make peace with it.)

But while you are having the big red? Oh boy..you are not going anywhere. You'll stay in bed, Mikey would get you soup, cuddles, watch Pride and Prejudice for the nth time yada yada, he'll do anything.

He'll bring you your favourite snacks and drinks and cuddle you the entire time, he'll massage your back give you forehead kisses, and basically loves pampering you during this time!

But if you have to go out because of some stupid class or meeting at work? Expect him to show up during lunchtime with a hot meal :) It's annoying but endearing. (please eating cold food during periods is so weird uhuhu)

Mikey would keep track of your menstrual cycle to know when to expect your period. This way, he can be prepared and have everything you need. Mikey is highly protective of you all the time, but he becomes even more so when you're on your period.

Mikey is also a little bit possessive when you're on your period. He doesn't want anyone else to see you in your vulnerable state.

Probably the only time he wouldn't get angry if you give him attitude. He knows that you may be more irritable or emotional than usual, and he's always prepared to handle it.

You can cry as much as you want to. He'll hug you close and whisper sweet nothings to you, he's not the best at words, but you appreciate it nonetheless.

Plus it's advantageous to this koala because he loves sleeping and you guys can thus stay longer in bed.

Would give you a lower back massage to help you relax, he's pretty good at it too!

Doesn't care if you soil the sheets accidentally, he'll wash them for you without any problem. I have a drabble for this here: Shark week!

Mikey's overprotectiveness can be a bit suffocating at times, but he truly believes that he's just trying to help you.

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[ENG TL] 181120 Music Natalie interview

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Caption: The unique K-Pop girl group burdened with the ‘Nightmare’ debuts in Japan

Original article: https://natalie.mu/music/pp/dreamcatcher/page/1

The unique K-Pop girl group burdened with the ‘Nightmare’ debuts in Japan

Dreamcatcher, a Korean 7-member girl group, is set to release 'What-Japanese ver.-' on November 21st through Pony Canyon. Dreamcatcher debuted on January of last year and has been promoting while presenting 'nightmare' as their concept, adopting a heavy rock style as their characteristic. Music Natalie interviewed the 7 members and asked them about the lead track of their single, which is the Japanese version of 'What', the lead track of their 3rd mini album, 'Alone in The City'. We also asked them about the characteristics of the group as well as the personality of each member. There is a relationship chart of the members inside the article.

Interview, text: Onoda Masaru Photography: Tsukahara Takaaki Interpretation: Hwang Ja-seon

A group that emphasizes the coolness and strength of women

---First, could you explain Dreamcatcher's concept, and what the group's characteristics are?

Siyeon: I think a distinct trait that no other K-Pop group shares is how we set forth Heavy Metal sounds prominently.

JiU: The music videos are also uniquely made, and include storytelling elements.

---Storytelling?

Siyeon: The music videos for every song we've released so far are connected.

Sua: The theme of the overall story is "nightmare", and the story continues to unfold little by little.

---What kind of story has been unfolded up till now?

JiU: Girls who were living in a peaceful world exterminate a spider, making the spider god angry. In the story, the girls are cursed and are burdened with Nightmares.

Gahyeon: Have you heard of the talisman called dreamcatcher?

---It's the one with the feathers hanging from a ring.

Gahyeon: That's right! Dreamcatchers are talismans made by Native Americans to chase out nightmares. It's said that the spider god gave it to a boy who saved a spider. But us members who killed the spider, on the other hand, were cursed with the nightmares.

---It's filled with fantasy elements.

Dami: It is. It's a very sad fantasy.

Yoohyeon: Among the numerous girl groups with shiny concepts in K-Pop, I think we are unique in that we emphasize the strong and cool side of women.

---The 'Nightmare' concept is definitely an unusual one in the K-Pop scene. What did you think when you were first told of this concept?

Sua: It was a genre without a precedent, so I was worried, thinking 'Can we do this well?' But once we actually started promoting, we were able to absorb it more smoothly than I thought.

---By the way, were there times where you went 'This is a nightmare!' during everyday life?

Siyeon: When I couldn't find my passport at the airport was a real nightmare...

JiU: That was flustering. We said 'first, let's search for it together', but Sua had Siyeon's passport for some reason.

Sua: I couldn’t understand it myself. It was like, 'Why do I have this?' It’s the biggest mystery in Dreamcatcher history. (Laugh)

Gahyeon: Though it's cliched, it was when I lost my cell phone. It'd be bad if my phone got lost or broken, so I always keep it in a sturdy case.

The Leader loves dad jokes

---From here on out, I want to hear more about the personality of each member. Can each member be introduced by the other 6 members? Let's start with the leader, JiU.

Yoohyeon: JiU is a model leader for the group. You could say that she presses the places that need to be pressed. She cares takes care of each member mentally as well. She is always carefully watching what state the other 6 members are in.

Handong: I also think that she's a very positive person. When such a person stands in the front, it encourages the whole group.

Sua: Though she likes dad jokes a lot. (Laugh)

Siyeon: Every joke she tells is old. She only tells jokes that were popular a long time ago. They're not upgraded to newer versions at all. (Laugh)

Caption: What she’s interested in these days

I’m interested in studying how to look sexy. (Laugh) -JiU

---(Laugh) Let's keep going like this. Next, Sua.

JiU: Sua is fun to be around! Unlike me, her jokes aren't outdated either. (Laugh)

Dami: She's also mischievous. For example, there are times where she'll point at nothing and shout 'ah!' I wish she'd stop doing that. (Laugh)

Gahyeon: Dance, vocals, rap... Sua has great performance skills all round. She's good at everything, and is charismatic, too.

Siyeon: To give you some information that even the fans don't know, her hands and feet are tiny! They're like a baby's. (Laugh) What was your shoe size again?

Sua: 22cm! They're not baby sized. They're about the size of an elementary schooler’s at most. (Laugh)

The first member that fans think of, Siyeon

---Moving on, please introduce Siyeon.

Gahyeon: I often ask Siyeon for advice about vocals. She always tries to give me all the knowledge she has. She's very kind and I rely on her.

Yoohyeon: When you talk to someone who knows Dreamcatcher, Siyeon would probably be the first member they think of. It feels like she fits our concept that well. She's also the main vocal.

Handong: She takes impeccable care of herself. In both regulating her diet and maintaining her figure, she's really perfect!

Sua: Siyeon has a definite style of her own. She selects clothes that suit her well as her everyday wear as well.

Caption: What she’s interested in these days

I search for songs that fit autumn well, and relax while listening to them. --Siyeon

Dami: Yeah. She usually likes to wear Hip-hop style clothes.

JiU: You know how when you describe someone's face, you use expressions like 'dog-like' face, 'cat-like' face? Like that, I think Siyeon's face could be called 'wolf-like', or 'coyote-like'. She gives off a chic, cool impression but actually likes to joke around and laughs a lot too.

Off stage, Handong is a complete angel

---Handong is the only Chinese member.

Handong: Yes.

Siyeon: Handong truly is an angelic being. Even though Dreamcatcher is a group with the 'nightmare' concept, Handong is a complete angel off stage. (Laugh)

Sua: What I find amazing about her is how considerate she is. It's to the point where I think 'Could anyone be more considerate?' She is a person that keeps everyone in mind. On top of that, she's friendly and fun to be with!

Siyeon: To sum up Handong's presence on stage in one sentence, she's elegant! She moves like how water flows.

Gahyeon: She is graceful. Such elegance.

---Next up is Yoohyeon.

Dami: Yoohyeon is a practice-aholic. She takes lessons very diligently, so I always think that I need to learn that from her. Another thing that I'm envious about Yoohyeon is that she doesn't gain weight despite eating! It's unfair. (Laugh)

Siyeon: First off, Yoohyeon is nice! Since she compliments my straight long hair and tells me that it's pretty. (Laugh)

JiU: I think it's charming how though she seems innocent, she displays sexy expressions from time to time.

Sua: She also watches Youtube often, so she's very aware of recent trends. Performance-wise, she gets what she's learnt done accurately. She's fundamentally diligent.

Caption: What she’s interested in these days

I like window shopping. I also often shop online. -Yoohyeon

Of self-proclaimed lovely personality, Gahyeon

---Next up, what kind of member is Dami?

Yoohyeon: Dami is almost like a chameleon. Dreamcatcher has songs in many different musical styles. But regardless of which track it is, she seems to blend into the music and makes it her own.

Sua: We often learn from how Dami performs on stage.

Siyeon: About her personality, first and foremost, Dami is kind. She's someone who takes care of people!

Handong: She's not the type that talks a lot, but is the member that does what she needs to do quietly. She's trusted by everyone.

---Lastly, the Maknae, Gahyeon.

Siyeon: First off, Gahyeon is filled with aegyo! She seems to give off aegyo without effort in everyday life. (laugh)

Dami: Being the maknae, she often acts all child-like to others. She is the one with the self-proclaimed lovely personality after all. (Laugh)

Gahyeon: Saying it's self-proclaimed...That's harsh. (Laugh)

Caption: What she’s interested in these days

As the maknae of the group, I’ve been interested in looking for places where I can spend a relaxing time with the other members. --Gahyeon

Yoohyeon: But she listens carefully to what other members have to say.

Sua: Not only is Gahyeon friendly, she's also smart. I’ve heard that she even got first place in the entire school on a test once.

Gahyeon: Uhuhu... I'm most confident in Math.

The emotions contained in each word of the lyrics are real

---On November 21st, your Japanese debut single 'What-Japanese ver.-' is to be released. The lead track of the single is going to be the Japanese version of 'What', the lead track from your 3rd Korean mini album, 'Alone in The City'. What are the points of note within the track?

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Yoohyeon: First, vocal-wise, I think you can enjoy the distinct voices of all seven of us.

Sua: This was the first time we recorded in Japanese. We tried our best, but there may be places where the pronunciation and such don't sound quite right. Still, the emotions contained in each word of the lyrics are real, so I'd like everyone to feel those emotions.

---Was the recording challenging?

JiU: Yes. It was challenging as expected. It took longer to record than the Korean version.

Siyeon: Unlike in dialogue, there are accents and tempos in a song. I found that pretty difficult. 'Sing this part in a weak accent', and other nuances like that were challenging to express. Still, it makes me very happy to think that the Japanese version of our song may be put in karaokes.

---Have you ever felt any differences between Japanese and Korean fans?

Dami: Korean fans have this urge to record everything. So when we go on stage, they all turn their smartphones towards us. Japanese fans don’t begin filming until they’re told “you can film this”.

Caption: What she’s interested in these days

I recently got a new phone, so it’s been fun searching for cute cases and decorating it. --Dami

---Korea definitely has a well-developed fancam culture.

Gahyeon: What surprised me when I saw our Japanese fans was how all of our guests sincerely listened to our song. I felt that they didn't just want to shout out, 'wah-!', and that sincerely listening to music was firmly established as a culture.

Sua: They definitely have different styles for cheering for us, but I think Korean and Japanese fans are identical in that they passionately love Dreamcatcher.

Sua loves sunagimo

---Does everyone have Japanese artists they like?

Sua: For me, it's Arashi.

Sua: ONE OK ROCK for me! They also utilize hard rock sounds like Dreamcatcher.

Yoohyeon: Though she's not an artist, I've come to like the actress Komatsu Nana while watching movies.

---I see. There are a lot of K-Pop artists who say they look forward to the food the most when they come to Japan. Is Dreamcatcher similar?

JiU: I'm the same. The best is definitely Sushi!

Yoohyeon: Wagyu(Black cow beef) is also the best!

Sua: For me, it's sunagimo (Chicken gizzard)!

---Sunagimo?! Where did you eat it?

Sua: I wanted to try it even before coming to Japan, but there really wasn't a chance to try it. But yesterday, I came across it in a convenience store! Even the sunagimo from a convenience store felt amazingly delicious. I thought, 'it really is different in Japan'. (Laugh)

---There are a lot of Japanese-style Izakayas in Seoul as well these days.

Sua: That's true, but the Japanese-style Izakayas in Seoul don't serve Sunagimo for some reason.

Handong: Then how did you come to know sunagimo's existence?

Sua: My dad cooked it for me once. He bought raw chicken gizzard and cooked it at home. I also helped him with the preparations. There are sunagimo dishes in Korea as well, but they seem to be cooked differently.

Caption: What she’s interested in these days

These days, I’ve been really into searching for places that I want to travel to. --SuA

Handong: Since coming to Japan, I was moved by how delicious Gomadare (Sesame sauce) was!

---Do you mean the Gomadare salad dressing?

Handong: No, the sauce that you dip shabu-shabu in. I went to eat shabu-shabu with our staff and members, and it was so good that I ended up getting the Gomadare refilled 5 times. (Laugh)

Siyeon: I've always liked Tamagoyaki (Japanese egg rolls). Korean egg rolls have a lot of vegetables in them and are inflated softly. But the Japanese egg rolls are sweet and are delicious in a different way. They are the best! I love both of them.

There is nobody better than her in cooking 'Ichiran' instant ramen

---The seven of you are living in the same dormitory. Do you cook for yourselves?

Sua: We do cook various things, but the food that we get to cook overwhelmingly often is Ramen. Yoohyeon in especially great at it. There's probably nobody better than her in cooking 'Ichiran' instant ramen!

Yoohyeon: We buy 'Ichiran' instant ramen in bulk in Japan, and eat them little by little in Korea. The important point is putting the powder soup base in before the water begins to boil. The taste definitely gets a lot better if you do.

Dami: Other than ramen, we've also made Vietnamese Spring rolls often.

---Has Hadong ever treated everyone to Chinese food?

Gahyeon: I don't think she's done that. She has cooked some herself and eaten it on her own, though. (Laugh)

Handong: I like hot pots. I put plenty of spices in my hot pots, but there are members that can't eat spicy foods. So I use a small pot that take single helpings to cook hot pot and eat it alone.

Caption: What she’s interested in these days

I’ve been focusing on skin care. Off days are especially important. I need to let my skin properly rest... --Handong

Sua: I haven't cooked sunagimo, as you'd expect. (Laugh) But I have cooked abalone at our dorm.

---Abalone is a luxury ingredient in Japan.

Sua: Actually, my aunt is an abalone trader. (Laugh) But the kitchen is difficult to use in our current dormitory, so I can't do serious cooking. That's bothersome.

We want to appeal to the Japanese audience with a strong heart

---You've visited Japan a few times now. Has your Japanese improved?

Siyeon: No, not yet. But I did memorize 'ukeru (受ける: receive, accept)' recently. Sadly, it's still difficult to accept our leader's dad jokes. (Laugh)

JiU: I've memorized 'kidoku suru- (Already read)'. This Japanese word got memorized naturally while using KakaoTalk.

Sua: I first heard of the gag 'Hyokkori han' in Japan.

---Hyokkori han isn't really a gag. It's the name of a Japanese comedian. (Laugh)

Handong: The Japanese I memorized is 'tokimeku (ときめく: for the heart to throb)'.

---Oh, finally, a word that befits an idol. What recently made your heart throb, Handong?

Handong: These days, every day makes my heart throb, since we're meeting Japanese fans...

JiU: A perfect answer. (Laugh)

---Right now, You are visiting many different parts of Japan for promotions. Is there a place that you'd like a visit? (The interview was held in mid-October)

Yoohyeon: Disneyland!

Gahyeon: Hot springs! I want to visit hot springs in Hokkaido.

Handong: Universal Studio Japan! It's in Osaka.

Siyeon: I want to go shopping in WEGO~

JiU: Okinawa is also great. The sea is pretty. Since we're debuting in Japan, I want to visit many different places!

---Lastly, please tell us about your attitude towards your Japanese debut.

JiU: In order to promote properly in Japan, for now, we're just going to do our absolute best. We're going to come together and appeal to Japanese audiences with a strong heart!

Siyeon: It'd be great if we could hear our songs being played while walking around shopping in the streets of Japan. We'll study hard and work hard to make that happen.

Dami: We've just come from Korea, so our pronunciation and word selection may seem off to Japanese audiences. But it's a first new step for us Dreamcatcher, so please watch over us kindly!

#dreamcatcher #translation

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hopelied-a · 6 years

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{ @opulentos / x }

“Because I LIKE IT? What kind of person do you think I am, hmm? It was only right that they were executed! They’re murderers, you know? Eye for an eye, as they say~”

Makoto laughed, clearly entertained by his anger - Oh, how FUN it was to finally be able to taunt him like this, now that he’d dropped his ‘protagonist’ act and revealed his true nature. Byakuya had always been one of his more... Interesting classmates to watch during the killing game, his disregard for others had certainly convinced Makoto that he would become the blackened, not to mention his actions during the second murder. However... He was glad he didn’t kill anyone. It would be far more interesting if he could get him to fall into despair.

He’d have to try a different tactic than he usually did, he certainly couldn’t do what he did with his upperclassman - Not when Togami lacked any care for others, and when he clearly hated him. Maybe now was a good time to tell him about what happened to the outside world. That would at least deter him from escaping, wouldn’t it?

“I guess I should’ve expected this. You’re so assured in your success that it wouldn’t matter if I took away your family, you still believe you’ll come out on top, right? With the amount of money you’ve got saved up you could do anything you wanted to! Uhuhu, it’s such a shame that money means nothing anymore. I don’t know how you’re going to survive if you do get out of here~”

#{ wolf in sheep's clothing / ic }#{ we all get together when we bury our friends / mutual killing }#opulentos #{ hey !! i hope its alright that i continued this fjkfjk }

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kaialone · 3 years

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Kirby Planet Robobot Translation Comparison: Meeting Susie

This will be a comparison of the original Japanese version and the US English localized version.

Specifically, this will cover the cutscene where Kirby first encounters Susie.

You can also watch this cutscene for yourself in English and Japanese.

For the comparison, the usual points apply:

Bolded is the original Japanese text, for the reference.

Bolded and italicized is my translation.

Italicized is the official NOA translation.

A (number) indicates that I have a specific comment to make on that part in the translation notes.

Rather than that, consider the actual information that is being conveyed, in which way, and why.

Meeting Susie:

????:

ウフフ…

Uhuhu...

Heehee...

????:

こんな所にまで、ゲンジュウ民が来るなんて…

I am surprised to see that a native has made it this far...

I didn't expect to see a native inhabitant all the way out here.

????:

あぁ、もうしおくれました。ワタクシ「ハルトマンワークスカンパニー」の、

Oh, please excuse my late introduction. I am working for the "Haltmann Works Company",

Excuse my manners. Let me introduce myself.

????:

社長秘書をつとめております、「スージー」ともうします。

as the secretary of its president. I am called "Susie".

My name is Susie, executive assistant of the Haltmann Works Company.

Secretary Susie:

いごおみしりおきを。

Pleased to make your acquaintance.

Secretary Susie:

……ごらんくださいませ。

...Please take a look around.

Just look at this planet.

Secretary Susie:

このほうふな水にきれいな空気を…

An abundance of water, and a clean atmosphere...

Clean air, fresh water...

Secretary Susie:

この星には、ばく大なしげんがねむっているのです。

A wealth of resources rests upon this planet.

There is a wealth of natural resources to be found here.

Secretary Susie:

アナタ方ゲンジュウ民は、そのねうちさえわからずに…

And still, you natives remain ignorant of its value...

But all of you who live in this world take that wealth for granted.

Secretary Susie:

と、いうわけでして…

Regrettably, that is precisely why...

Regrettable, but at any rate...

Secretary Susie:

アナタ方は、われわれの「キカイ化しんりゃくプロジェクト」にとって、

In order to see our "Mechanization Invasion Project" through,

Our Mechanizing Occupation Project is now under way...

Secretary Susie:

ジャマな存在とはんだんされました。

it has been decided that you pose an obstacle.

and your people have unfortunately been identified as...obstacles.

Secretary Susie:

ここまでごそくろういただき、たいへんおそれ入りますが…

Since you have gone through the vast effort of coming here, I am truly sorry to say this, but...

Our most sincere condolences, and I'm sorry you had to come all this way...

Secretary Susie:

すみやかに…

Now I must...

but I'm afraid...

Secretary Susie:

くじょされてくださいませ！

Exterminate you on the spot, if I may!

you must be destroyed!

Comparisons & Thoughts:

Overall, the official English translation of this game does a great job at adapting the cutscenes, and this first one is a good example of that.

The text is very faithful to the original, with barely any notable differences, though there are still some points I want to go over.

Most importantly, this scene serves as our introduction to Susie, so a lot of this will be me talking about her.

So to start off, here are some general aspects regarding Susie.

A minor detail about her is that she is generally referred to by her full title “Secretary Susie” in the Japanese version of the franchise, including the dialogue boxes of this game.

In English, she is usually just referred to as “Susie”, more than likely because writing out her full title in English would often be too long for the dialogue boxes.

So this is an understandable change made out of necessity, but it does make her lose just a bit of the completely professional vibe she gives off in the original.

It also worked as a parallel to her employer, who is also usually only referred to by his full title.

Another detail is her manner of speaking.

In the Japanese version, Susie almost always speaks in a very polite and formal manner, matching her professionalism.

There’s also occasional moments of what I guess I would describe as “playful femininity” here and there, to an extent that doesn’t break the “professional secretary” character.

At the same time, she will often talk about awful things or flatter herself without dropping the formality, giving her dialogue a sort of backhanded vibe. What she says is technically constructed in a reserved and polite style, but is actually insulting or boastful on her part.

In my translation, one of the ways I tried to adapt her formal speaking style by having her use very few contractions, but that is just one way to do it.

For the most part, the English version retains that formal vibe of her pretty well, especially in this cutscene here.

But there are moments where the English version does play a bit more loose with her dialogue, making her sound more casual or openly insulting.

When these moments come up, I think they are there to make her sound more snappy, and possibly to better match the sort of “sleazy villainous salesperson” trope as it’s used in English media.

There’s also the fact that different levels of politeness are a bit harder to express with just written words in English compared to Japanese.

That being said, the differences in Susie’s vibe between versions are fairly subtle, and probably only something you’d notice when taking a very close look.

When there are any moments where the difference actually is strong enough to be notable, I will be pointing them out.

Moving on to the actual text of this cutscene, a subtle detail is that in Japanese, Susie introduces herself by saying “I am called Susie”.

This is a proper formal way to introduce oneself, but I can’t help but wonder if it’s also alluding to the fact that “Susie” is eventually revealed to not be her actual full name.

A small difference is that the English version uses “Mechanizing Occupation Project” rather than “Mechanization Invasion Project”, but it’s not a big deal.

Lastly, in the Japanese version Susie says that she must “exterminate” Kirby, while in English she says that he must be “destroyed”.

Normally this wouldn’t be worth bringing up, and “destroy” is a perfectly acceptable translation of the verb here.

But, the term used in Japanese here, くじょされて/kujosarete ends up being a bit of a catchphrase for Susie in future media, so from that perspective it’s neat to see its first appearance here.

And that’s all for this cutscene, really not a lot to say about this one, because it really is just that close to the original.

I also love most of their phrasings, it’s all very well-written.

The differences between the Japanese and English versions of this game’s text become more pronounced as the story goes along, so feel free to check out the next part!

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