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gyuyoungarchives · 6 months

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💬 Soompi: A Good Day To Be A Dog Stars Dish On Their Characters’ MBTIs, What Dog Breeds They Would Be (Park Gyuyoung Cut)

What do you think is the MBTI of your “A Good Day to Be a Dog” character?

- ENFJ. Hae Na is extroverted, and she imagines this and that by herself. She is full of emotions, and she is good at empathizing. She also tends to plan things out, so I want to say she is ENFJ.

What is a memorable or fun memory from filming that you can share with fans?

- In a scene where Cha Eunwoo was filming with a dog, he filmed with liquid-type dog treats on his lips because he had to kiss the dog. I think everyone filmed it while holding back their laughter.

🗨 Cha Eunwoo: I became really close with Park Gyuyoung and Lee Hyunwoo, whom I worked together with the most, so we laughed and joked around together a lot...

Is there anything special you did to interact with the dogs starring on “A Good Day to Be a Dog”?

- Rather than trying to get close to dogs, I think everyone worked hard to create a safe and comfortable environment for the dogs to film.

If you were to become an actual teacher, what subject would you feel most confident about teaching, and what subject would you feel least confident about?

- I think I could teach math well because it is a subject with clearly defined answers. It is also the subject that I studied hard during my school days.

How would you spend your time if you become a dog for a day?

- I would want to spend a simple yet eventful day, eating, sleeping, and going for a walk. These are very simple activities, but I believe these activities are difficult to do attentively every day. [I want] to eat very well, to walk very well, and to sleep very well.

If you were to become a dog, which breed do you think you would become or would you like to be?

- I want to be a Jindo dog (indigenous dog native to Jindo in South Korea) that looks good-natured and also appears to be easygoing.

What does your cast usually talk about in your group chat? Which actor is the most active?

- Although there is a group chat, we only exchange simple greetings and photos. Instead, there are more things to talk about when we meet in person because we are similar in age.

🗨 Lee Hyunwoo: The most active person is Gyu Young. Gyu Young usually posts photos in the group chat and checks on us first, so we sometimes talk together through the chat.

Which actor tends to bring the most energy on set?

- All the actors created a good atmosphere in their own ways, but I want to say that actor Yoon Hyun Soo who plays Yul brought the most energy. His existence alone is lovable and he exuded adorable energy, so I remember the set always becoming brighter [with his presence].

🗨 Cha Eunwoo: Everyone brought energy to set because the set was filled with actors who are around the same age. If I had to choose, since actors Park Gyu Young and Lee Hyun Woo were similar in age to me and we joked around a lot whenever we met, I think the three of us were the most fun on set.

What kind of comments or reviews do you hope to hear from “A Good Day to Be a Dog” viewers?

- I hope to hear that this is a drama that makes them feel good from just watching. All the actors and staff worked hard on filming so that the viewers could feel happy.

What criteria do you take into consideration when choosing acting projects?

- Usually, I choose characters that can show different vibes from the character from my previous project. While acting various characters, I want to start out on a clean slate, and I think it’s one of my routines to accept a new character. It’s also a personal ambition to showcase diverse sides to viewers.

Do you have your own way of getting closer to your co-stars when beginning a new project?

- I believe naturally is the best way. Since all actors are present in different ways on set, we are all each present in our most natural selves on set, and we gradually become closer while being slightly considerate of each other to make each other comfortable.

What do you enjoy doing in your free time?

- I do the exercise that I feel like doing at the time, and then I stay at home doing nothing. Whether it is ballet, weight training, or pilates, doing the exercise that I feel like doing that day and then resting at home is the greatest hobby and routine to me.

What is something new that you want to learn one day?

- I learned how to play the bass guitar to play a character, but after filming ended, I didn’t have the opportunity to learn. If I get the chance, I want to learn to play the bass guitar some more.

Please share any TMI about yourself for fans!

- I ate salted butter rolls while watching “Street Woman Fighter 2.” This is truly too much information, right?

Please share a word for international fans who are tuning in to “A Good Day to Be a Dog”!

- 'A Good Day to Be a Dog” is a drama filled with adorable and lovable charms that you feel from just watching. I hope that the viewers anticipate this a lot, and I hope viewers receive good energy through this drama. It is already the second half of 2023, so I hope viewers enjoyably spend the rest of 2023 with “A Good Day to Be a Dog.”

as Han Haena in A Good Day to be a Dog, 2023

#park gyu young #park gyuyoung #actress #kdrama #korean drama #a good day to be a dog #cha eunwoo #lee hyunwoo #interview

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abruisedmuse · 11 months

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Okay, you don't really have to answer this, I don't mean to bring any negativity to your lovely blog, so if you delete this instead of answering, I'll understand.

But I'm just so confused with the Taylor-Matty relationship....one on hand, she says she's happier than ever, which I love for her. But also....Matty has made such incredibly offensive statements over the years, and I'm just very confused here. Half of Tumblr is squealing over him, and the other half is, from what I see, very understandably upset.

I know we don't really know these people and who they are aside from what they present themselves as publicly, I just don't understand what part is an act and what's not. And even if it is an act, are statements that have genuinely offended specific groups of people something to brush off as satire?

Hey nonnie!

Can you believe I typed this answer four times and keep deleting? I just keep rambling. I'm trying to cover all bases here even though you didn't ask for all of that.

POSSIBLE TW: For slight mentions of racism and homophobia

I'd honestly believe Taylor. We have no reason not to. They're happy right now. Maybe he's the one for her and maybe he won't be. But They're happy and despite everything they are trying to make this work. Clearly I'm on the squealing side of this. I've followed both of them for years. The news kinda surprised me first but the more I thought about it. The more they just make so much sense to me. Even if they didn't, It's not my place or anyone's place really to judge. I would have supported it anyway. I don't think there relationship is an act. Not in the slightest. I do however believe they had a looong talk or talks about his past, and his Truman Black persona he does on stage.

If you don't know allow me to explain, Truman Black was a name he used for socials when people found Matty Healy on facebook years ago due to his mom, Denise Welch. He created the name Truman Black instead and used socials. Truman Black is basically this anti woke character that makes an appearance at the 1975 shows. He's used in mockery to modern issues such as political, race, gender identity, etc etc. (If you've seen those "I don't think it's racist to say.." or "I don't think it's homophobic to say.." clips and then Adam cuts him off. That is Truman). (Here's a compilation of these to show it's a bit.)

This is all an act, as Matty is the complete opposite. Matty is a leftist who albeit extremely intelligent and self aware, does not have a filter. He often thinks before he speaks which as we know has placed him in some heated situations. Some within reason and others, have been pulled out of context. He has spoken on the ones out of context and fully explained. The within reason from what I've seen is when his fans are deeply upset and he realizes he fucked up. Then he addresses it. If people are pressed but not troubled he lets it go. Look at the podcast people were upset, especially with comments regarding Ice Spice. He took the time at his show to apologize. (you can find here on tiktok)

Recently, I wanna say in Feb/March he deleted all his socials. When a fan asked he said, "The 1975 is an eras based band and the time of him being an asshole is over." (you can find here on tiktok) I think moving forward Truman is gone. He's done with the act. I think Taylor had some part in that RE: them having long talks about his persona.

Now the podcast...people have a right to be upset. The conversation was jarring to say the least. I don't think it was podcast he should have ever been on knowing fans would listen and majority of fans don't find this satire, dark humor. From my understanding the The Adam Friedland Show's podcast (which was originally called cum town.) lines up with South Park in terms of humor so it seems to be if you get it you get it and if you dont you dont but that's not our fault you didn't get the joke. At least that's the vibe I get from hearing them. What's crazy to me, is everyone is blaming Matty when the dudes on the podcast said he didn't start anything. I do suggest people watch this:

TW: MENTIONS OF GRAPHIC NSFW TOWARDS POC (it's them talking about the buzzfeed article) Hopefully it helps put things in perspective.

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Should we brush this off because it's satire? No. we should not. I don't and will never understand why people believe this kind of "humor" is funny. It's tasteless in my eyes due to the topics and the thin line this type of comedy is. At the end of the day that didn't mean intentional harm unlike certain politicians and other people in the world.

One more thing I wanna say before I end this, If you're unsure on your stance on Matty I suggest you look at videos of him with fans, of his talks during shows, and with actual interviews like the ones he does with Zane Lowe. You still might be put off by him and that's totally fine. I just simply encourage everyone to do research and not rely on a Buzzfeed article and what people who admit they don't know him say. I know people who just don't like them much like how some people don't like Taylor. That's okay!

#thanks for the ask ❤️#matty healy #taylor swift #taylor x matty #mattay #tatty #the 1975 #the adam friedland show

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lime1991 · 1 year

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they are friends....

This is my sp oc Muffy with Kenny ^_^ i made Muffy in like 2018 maybe.. she is very different now than she was at first. Originally I made her move... FROM south park? lol. #UNIQUE! idk wtf i was thinking. She's new in south park now, and she's from Detroit. People on tiktok and stuff reallyyyy hate south park ocs ("these new fans" types of comments under ANYTHING fan created) so I'm going out of my way to make her "cringe". She's immortal, and strictly because she's from Detroit. Can't even have a normal lifespan in Detroit. I might come up with a better reason if I want to later but that's it for now lol. She's besties with Kenny because they hang out in Heaven sometimes but eventually they get bored and leave (as they are doing in the image above) They have a very common factor of loving women, so they talk about women they would fuck a little too much and too loudly so that everyone can hear their conversation.

Also, here's this picture I drew when I first decided to bring her back and wanted to make a quick new design:

#south park #kenny mccormick #south park oc #my art #artists on tumblr #digital art #Muffy #her nickname is Muffy because she's a lesbian. you can google what ''muff diver'' means lol #and i dont have a real first name nor a last name for her yet so all you get is her nickname soz #my ocs

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arhddhg · 2 years

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what made you start shipping Red and Annie? I also ship them lol

I think what made me start shipping them is because I always felt like Red and Annie both needed screen time, they appear a lot with the other girls but they barely get important roles. I feel like this characteristic they both share kind of made me ship them. I get that there are also A LOT of girl characters that don’t get screen time either but for some reason these 2 stand out to me the most. And I’m pretty sure that can possibly go the same for other fans (I always stumble upon drawings of Red and sometimes Annie but I never really find that much art for other background girl characters like Nelly for example).

Ever since South Park doesn’t have a lot of Lesbian reputation (I’m a Lesbian myself) I also thought that.. maybe pairing up these 2 wouldn’t be such a bad idea. I know that I should probably go and watch a show like Steven Universe or something if I want Lesbian reputation but the issue is that I couldn’t really get over South Park as an obsession, I’m too stuck within this show at this point, I just.. can’t leave it? So instead of just leaving this show, I decided to make up a cute little fanon ship between 2 girl characters. I don’t know why I’m trying to seek Lesbian Rep in a satire comedy show, but here I am :’/

I also like the idea of these 2 being.. sort of the opposites of each other? I mean that’s only a fanon interpretation because Red and Annie barely have any personality in the canon product (Red more so however). I have always been into the idea of “Opposites Attracting”. Red just being a caring, badass, intelligent girlfriend while Annie is a cheery and also (SOMETIMES) stupid girlfriend lol :P (I mean, especially in a town they are in, I thought’d she’d already know what a queef is lol). It’s a very cute idea to me hahah.

The last reason to why I ship this is because I wanted to experiment with other ships instead of just continuously drawing Stendy/Creek all over again. I thought trying out some new dynamics and be more open towards different kinds of shipping is great. And it’s great so far. You can even send me requests about your other favorite ships, I’ll be glad to draw them or share my opinion of them!

Extra: someone in the comments section told me that Annie and Red actually have the same close friendship as Bebe and Wendy did (which was apparently mentioned in the SP wiki). So glad to hear that :)

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So yeah, those are some of the reasons I started shipping these two, I know some of these reasons seem half-assed because these two barely have any depth as characters and there isn’t so much to dig in between them, but all in all I just think this ship is cute, and I’d like to see more of it one day. Even if that may never happen (considering Revin was canon for some time, which I’m not mad about I love Revin :)

Hope that answered your question!

#anon #anonymous #anon ask #sp asks #south park asks #my asks

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extremelyblackandwhite · 3 years

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august

pairing: sheriff lee bodecker x younger! reader

warnings: cheating, age gap

a/n: i wanted to write this chapter to show how y/n’s and lee’s affair began and to show how y/n shaped lee or his point of view. this song is mostly based off august from taylor swift (bc we all know at this point that i’ll just write fanfics based of any folklore/evermore songs) and war of hearts from ruelle. this one is not smut, the next one (illicit affairs) is gonna be. additionally, i’ve come to the conclusion that knockemstiff y/n dressed like betty draper and after-knockemstiff y/n dresses likes meg draper and that is canon. btw if you’re interested in what she’s wearing in this chapter here [x] p.s.: lee’s not captain yet in this chapter

> ILLICIT AFFAIRS

Salt air and the rust on your door, I never needed anything more. Whispers of are you sure? Never have I ever before. But I can see us lost in the memory, August slipped away into a moment in time ‘cause it was never mine

August was an odd month this year; the godless and sunless town was going through the biggest heatwave anyone could remember. Most habitants were in the parks and outside their homes in plastic chairs enjoying the heat, however, in Y/N’s house, they were baking apple pies with the apples leftover from the little apple tree farm they had a bit south from the town centre. Y/N had suggested they just gave away the apples but her grandmother, ever the traditional woman, believed the best way to show appreciation would be to bake something. “It shows you care, Y/N” as if she cared about anyone in this god forbidden town. She couldn’t wait to pack her bags and go to the big city where she can be something other than a trophy wife. Besides, it wasn’t like there were any available suitable husband options around.

She wiped the flour out of her forehead as she placed the last pie in the oven. 24 pies, surely that would account for a high electricity bill at the end of the month. Not that it mattered anyway, her grandmother could more than afford it after all she was the woman right now sat at the kitchen table, giving out plates as if they cost nothing.

- Y/N, sweetheart, can you go and deliver the pie on the living room. It’s already cold and I don’t want it to go stale.

- Yeah, sure.

- To Captain Bodecker’s house. Promised Jane I’d send her one.

- Captain Bodecker’s? But that’s in town. - she scratched her elbows. She’d rather not go to Captain Bodecker’s house yet again he probably wasn’t even around, always busy in the station. - Can I take the car?

- It’s a 20 minute walk, it’s sunny outside and you’re young. Save on gas.

- But ...

- Y/N, you better be outside with that pie in 5 seconds or we’ll have a problem. - she interrupted.

Y/N sighed, unlacing the back of her apron and placing it on the hook. Just great, that’s all she needed today, to walk to the town centre to deliver one of the pies she had just spent the whole morning preparing. She guessed it could’ve been worse, she could’ve had to go deliver it to the police station then Captain Bodecker would’ve definitely been there. It wasn’t that she disliked him, quite the opposite. Back when she volunteered at the precinct he was the only one who was nice to her or at least the only one who wouldn’t try to put his hand under her skirt. He’d even memorised her name which not even the Sheriff who had hired her knew, to this day whenever he saw her he still called her Bella. He was nice to her and she couldn’t say she hadn’t developed a little school girl crush on him, despite the fact he was married. He’d even stood up for her when her manager started screaming at her. Nevertheless, she couldn’t stand being in his presence, feeling like whatever she said would get her in trouble. His wife wasn’t someone she enjoyed either; Jane Bodecker was known for having quite the sharp gossiping tongue. Most of her friends commented their “men friends” would comment how she used to have quite the reputation while at high school and whenever she saw her at the shop, she’d always call her Little Miss Perfect or make some side comment about how she was occupying a job that someone else needed. Still, Y/N could deal with Jane, a little smile, a nod and she was ready to deal with the devil.

The sun scorched her skin as she walked her last minutes til the Bodecker residence. It was a nice home, recently painted with some nice flowers in the front garden yet there were rumours of Captain Bodecker wanting to move to Brewer Heights. Y/N didn’t know how she’d react if during her morning walks she passed by him, so she counted it only as rumours. Standing in front of the red door, she held the pie in one hand and knocked against it with the other one. She stood there waiting for someone to come in until footsteps made her wake up from her dream-like state and prepare to deal with Jane. However, as the door open, a familiar silhouette had her heart racing.

- Y/N, what brings you here? - she watched him dressed in casual clothing, something she barely saw if she had ever seen; jeans and a white t-shirt.

- Captain Bodecker ... I ... I was looking for your wife. My grandmother sent this. - she held up the pie in front of her. - She said Mrs. Bodecker wanted one.

- Jane’s ... out. Come in. - he opened the door wider for her but she remained in the same place like a statue. - Come on, it’s too hot out. Don’t want no fainting lass complains on my day off. ‘Sides, don’t you want a slice of pie?

- I really shouldn’t.

- You can say no if you want to. No need to be afraid of me, Y/N. - he leaned against the doorframe. - Thank you for the pie, though.

- I guess I can stay a bit. - she tucked a bit of hair behind her ear. Lee couldn’t help but shamelessly check her out as she walked inside his home. It was no secret she was a beautiful woman, heck, Lee thought her to be the prettiest little thing to ever arrive into town, with her sunny smile and pretty dresses. This one was no different, lavender which complimented her so well with a little white rope tied around her waist into a bow, like a little present. Nevertheless, he kept it under wraps he was a married man besides every man in town shamelessly harassed her, despite the side eye he gave them.

He watched as the fabric of her dress swung with the movement of her hips. Lee surely didn’t expect such a pretty girl to walk into his home, had he known he would’ve made an effort to fix the mess that was his house. Normally Jane tended to keep that sorted as he usually spent the day and night at work, but with her staying with her mother after their last fight. It wasn’t anything new, she always did that whenever they fought and then would return after Lee made a fool of himself by begging her to return and that he was wrong during the fight. Still, she placed the pie on his kitchen table with a gentleness and posture which mirrored her privileged upbringing. He couldn’t lie and say his mind hadn’t wandered around how she would look when she eventually got married, after all that was the future of all Knockemstiff women. He also couldn’t lie and say he hadn’t wondered how she would look as his wife. She was sweet, with a sharp mind which definitely had not been appreciated in the precinct. Despite this, productivity seemed to raise whenever she called out any officers who had their feet on top of their desks instead of doing paperwork. He still remembered having to always keep an eye on her, were any officers to get too rowdy with her. Yet, she didn’t care and she held herself and believed herself to deserve the same respect as every working man in Knockemstiff. Although he imagined how she would be as a wife, he had to admit he couldn’t see her ever being some Knockemstiff’s man’s wife and with the example from her grandmother, she was surely on the path to be a rebellion starter.

- Big fan of apple pie, Y/N?

- My grandmother refuses to sell the apples so instead I woke up at 6AM and have been baking apple pies nonstop. She says it shows I care.

- Never thought you to be found of Knockemstiff residents.

- And I am not. - she spoke as if the mere thought of it offended her. - She said she promised Jane one.

- Don’t think Jane will be back for a while. - he leaned against the kitchen door, watching her place the pie onto his kitchen table. - You can take half that pie, if you want.

- Trust me, I have my share of apple pie at home. - she folded her hands on top of her stomach. - Uhm ... Do you want me to cut you a slice of pie? I normally take mine with a bit of vanilla ice cream on top. It’s gorgeous, the warmth of the pie and the cold of the ice cream. You should try it?

- You’re just full of ideas, aren’t ya? - he sat on the wooden chair as she sliced the pie to the best of her abilities. - Shouldn’t you be at university, or someth’ng?

- Well, grandma had the stroke and she’s not as motile as she used to be. I’ve been taking some classes at Ohio University but it’s not the same, it’s ...

- It’s not the big city, ain’t it? - he added.

- It’s not that I dislike Knockemstiff, Captain ...

- Yeah you do. - he interrupted her. - Just don’t let the Sheriff hear it. He already ain’t too found of ya.

- Nobody in that precinct liked me. - she rolled her eyes. - Well, they did but I did not like them in that way.

- I liked ya. Whenever you screamed at Leroy it always made my day.

- Leroy’s the most incompetent person I know. All he does is pimp girls out as if he discovered prostitution. I feel sorry for the girls.

- He does a good service.

- Of course you’d know. - she pushed her hair away from her shoulders, feeling the sweat roll down her neck. God it was, too hot. Lee furrowed his brown, laying the fork onto the porcelain plate. She caught his look, brow raising over in a playful, smug kind of way, before she laid her hands on the table. - I’ve seen it before.

- You’ve seen it before?

- Don’t worry, I didn’t see IT, but I saw Jenny get in the car with you just after graduation. I know what she does, she would call me all the time whenever Leroy was being an ass.

- Oh ...

- Don’t worry, I’m not gonna say anything. Everyone in this town cheats, mostly because everyone in this town marries someone just because they think that will save them from Hell. No one is saved if they’re born in Knockemstiff, not even me.

- You mean to tell me you’ve done bad things, Y/N? ‘Cause I don’t believe it.

- I’ve never done it but I’ve thought bad things. All the time. - her gaze lowered from his face to his waist before returning back to his eyes. It was a millisecond gaze, something she herself knew but he didn’t notice, no matter how observant he was. There were no perfect men in Knockemstiff, but in Y/N’s mind he was her perfect man. After all, there are no perfect men anywhere, even Saints sin and then die heroically to get into heaven. Y/N would rather sin than die for people who would’ve had her accidentally killed many times if it weren’t for her grandmother’s name and status in town. What’s the fun in being good? Every time she was good she got yelled at, someone put her hand under her skirt or tried to pin her against a wall. She was good, she would just rather sin so people wouldn’t taint her goodness. It’s a question of self preservation, at least that’s what she told herself.

- That doesn’t make you bad. If so there wouldn’t be good people.

- There are no good people. - she added, ever the negative person she was, something she had inherited from her mother and which everyone who knew her could trace back to. - All people are born so they could be buried. Everything you do ... in a 100 years they won’t remember everything and all that be left of you is your burial site. That’s your legacy.

- Such negative views for someone who wants out of Knockemstiff. I thought you’d have a better outlook on things.

- I’m never getting out of here. - she sighed, almost used to the idea that she was going to stay no matter how long she fought it. - I’m gonna die here.

- Dying ain’t so bad. - he leaned against his chair. Y/N smiled at him, looking around his home. It was messy yes but it was still a good home yet that wasn’t what she noticed. Looking out the window, she saw a built in pool. She didn’t remember hearing the Captain had a pool. Sure, he had a the better salary compared to everyone else in town except for the Sheriff, Mayor, and her grandmother. Yet she had never heard of him having a pool, not even she had one.

- You have a pool?

- Yeah, built it back when Sandy used to come over to wind up from the dinner job. She’s married now so I don’t think she wants a pool at her big brother’s home anymore.

- I don’t think anyone in town has a pool. - she rose from her chair and walked to the window in a lavender rush. - It’s gorgeous.

- You can come over whenever you want, Y/N.

- Can I go now? - she looked over her shoulder to him. The idea of being able to swim while the boiling august heat continued to shine down onto the hellish town. Somehow it made sense yet it didn’t. Lee cocked his head to the side, wondering if he’d misheard her words or if she was really considering swimming into his pool. Unwanted feeling stirred south of him and he punished himself mentally for imagining the lavender flower girl in such ways.

- Well, uh ... you don’t have a swimming costume. - he babbled like a confused, stunned child.

- I can swim on my undergarments. It’s pretty much a lace embroidered swimming costume. - Lee merely nodded, not knowing exactly what to do but knowing he was flirting with sin, looking at an abysses and seeming not to fear that he was going straight into it.

Y/N walked from the window up to the kitchen door which led over to the garden. The once white door had withered with time, turning slightly yellowish with rust on the borders, the glass of the small see through windows cracked yet remaining its shape. The door seemed to be a small reminder of what was still wrong in the Captain’s life but she chose not to dwell over it, no to think about it. She felt the cobblestones against her feet covered by an old pair of white ballerina slips as her mirrored image became clear in the crystalline pool water.

Lee on the other hand watched like a hawk, from the rusted door he’d broken so many bottles of liquor against, as her lavender fabric fell to the dirty cobblestones. The contrast of the prim expensive dress against the cobblestones which had aged as badly as he had done was telling. At least it was telling enough for him and he wondered if this was a gift from God or if the devil was toying with him. The devil is in the details, his mother used to say, yet as she emerged from the water, hands pulling down her hair, he was almost entirely sure the devil was the girl in his pool, the same girl who had worn white dresses until her 18th birthday. Yet again, the devil was once an angel and to him, she was closer to becoming a fallen one than continuing to wear shades of white.

- You don’t swim, captain? - she asked as she swam to the border of the pool.

- I don’t enjoy doing it. - he stayed glued to the door, a good distance from her to ensure he didn’t get tempted. - You gonna just swim around like a mermaid, huh?

- It’s better in the water than on the cobblestones, I tell ya. - she dipped into the water once again only to return to the surface, water droplets rolling down from her plump skin. - Come on, captain. You’re gonna leave me swimming by my lonesome? During the hottest day in Knockemstiff?

- You’re a trouble stirrer.

- Maybe I’m just bored. - she smiled at him. He knew she wasn’t tempting him, he knew Y/N. She liked to tease around, she enjoyed the freedoms which she imposed onto herself and as such she was much different from the women he knew. Not that he knew any women outside of Knockemstiff. He’d been born and raised here and all the women he saw from out of Knockemstiff were on his television screen. - Come on, Captain. It’s your pool.

- I don’t want you to see my belly.

- I don’t care, besides, if it’s that bad then come into your clothing. - her arms rested upon the pool border, wondering eyes tempting even the saint of all saints. Lee looked at the cold water reflecting the afternoon sunlight beams, trying to avoid the thoughts that crossed his mind before turning around. He let his jean trousers pool to the ground along with his shoes before entering the water using the ladder. He was almost sure he’d make her laugh if he were to jump into the water.

The water was cold and dripped from his skin in crystal like drops. Y/N offered him a playful smile, swimming close to him with that wide eye child naughty fun look only she managed to still hold intact. She held her hands slightly back before pushing the water towards him.

- You tellin’ me you invited me in for a water fight? - he chuckled at her actions.

- Afraid I’ll win?

- Kid, you’re much too tiny to win against me.

- Wanna bet? - she threw water again at him, swimming closer and closer to him before anchoring herself against him, hands on his shoulders. - I bet you as many apple pies as you want.

- Yeah, I’m trying not to gain any more weight, kid.

- You have beautiful eyes, I’ve never noticed. - she made eye contact with him, seeing her own reflection in his light blue eyes. Maybe she’d never notice because the uniform was so dark blue his eyes reflected it like mirrors, yet they were light. - They’re gorgeous.

- Trying to make me blush, kid?

- Just never noticed.

- Well huh ... - he could listen to his heart beating and drumming against his chest along with the soft movement of the water. All his eyes could see was her, her hands holding onto his shoulders and her angelic face looking at him. - Thanks, you have nice eyes too.

- You can’t take a compliment, Captain. - she teased.

- I don’t think I’m deserving of any, specially coming from you, kid.

- What is that supposed to mean?

- You know what the men say in town. They think you’re the prettiest thing in a skirt to ever pace around here. Pretty sure they’ll kill each other trying to get your favour.

- My favour? Is that what you think I’m good for?

- No ... I ... That’s not what I meant. - his face creased. - I’m just telling you what I hear.

- You seem to know a lot of gossip about me, captain. If I didn’t know better, I’d think you’ve been asking around.

- What if I have? - Lee watched for the first time her mouth shut close. She didn’t know what to say next, eyebrows furrowed together as she inspected his face, slow blinking. Her eyes left his to look at the water back at him. - Just looking out for you ... not a lot of people like you ‘round town.

He hands gripped his shoulder as she swam closer to him. Her intention was to hug him thank you. Of course she didn’t expect no one to look out for her, she didn’t care about what a bunch of housewives and hopeless alcoholics thought of her. She knew he didn’t inspire adoration in them other. As she got closed to him, he leaned down, capturing her lips into his. Her hands slide from her shoulders to his chest, almost as if she wanted to be the good one and push him away. He was married after all. However, as his lips moved against hers she found herself incapable of pushing him away, hands relaxing just resting against his chest as she found herself acting on her sinful thoughts for the first time.

So much for summer love, for saying us, ‘cause you weren’t mine to lose.

taglist: @lookiamtrying

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Eric x careless/troublemaker reader, reader was always a crazy kid, she felt no one really understood her, and her only real friend was Esther Stoley, Annie Knitts and Nicole. But Reader has always admired Eric and never gotten why everyone hated him (she finds both Kyle and Wendy very annoying). One day, she finds him and Butters making their next scheme, and she wants in. After an effective day of pranking, they (well Eric but reader likes Butters's company) take her under their wing. They generally start hanging out and starts to be the 'girl' of the main group (she thinks of Stan, Butters and Kenny has her brothers) and she finds Eric and Kyle's banter hilarious. It gets better (for her at least): she always defends him now (be it irrationally, rationally, verbally or physically) like: Heidi tried to warn Reader about Eric...but the poor girl leaves with a broken nose or Wendy was just upset how someone so awful, could have someone advocate for them and starts to plan to tell her about the breast cancer incident when Bebe would tell that it's Y/n and if anything, what she did to him would just make her stay more, making Wendy stop. She was also a big fan of the Coon and would just gush about how cool he was (she does like Wonder Tweek, Mosquito and Toolshed but she loves Coon the best). Everyone was pretty divsive, some people thought it was funny and teased him on it (like: Craig, Stan and Kenny), some people shipped it (like: Clyde, Butters and weirdly Nicole/Tweek), but some people were afraid of those two becoming a couple (Kyle, Heidi and Wendy). Eric is strangely 'no comment'y about all this until one day, Eric is just about to be turned into the principal when suddenly Reader in a elorate plan, knocks out the witness and pins the blame on someone else. After that's over, Reader can't take it anymore and happily asks him to be her partner/boyfriend and Eric proudly accepts and the two go on to create to create anarchy. May others pray for their safety.

Hey guys! It's me! I'm back! :D

I'm still stressed AF, but after my day was really nice, I felt super motivated to finally continue this lovely prompt, so I did.

I'm currently still in the process of moving and my exams are still not over, but I'm trying!

So I hope I can publish the next request soon and I love all you guys, thank you for all the likes, reblogs, follows and most importantly your patience! <3

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Eric Cartman x careless!troublemaker!female!Reader

“Don’t you think that’s a bit extreme Eric?” Butters asked, eyebrow raised as he listened to Erics new pranking plan. “No, it’s not at all, “eXtRemE”.” Eric retorted and shook his head.

They didn’t notice that someone approached them, listening to their plan. “W-well if you say so, I trust you, Eric.” As the fatter one of the two heard a twig snap, his head turned immediately and look at a kid from their class. What was her name again? “Who are you?” Eric asked unimpressed. “Y/N.” She answered dryly.

Butters kept looking between the two, moving his head, whenever someone said something. “What do you want?” “I want in on your plan.” “What makes you think I want someone like you in this? You normally play with the girls.”

“What does that have to do with anything. Just because I hang out with Esther, Annie and Nicole…That changes nothing about the fact that I love what you’re planning here, and I want in.” Eric seemed to think about the proposition for a second.

“Okay. I think I need one more person around here. Butters can barely do one fucking job.” So, he explained the plan to you in big detail. And in your humble opinion, it was brilliant. Once Eric had finished explaining, he looked at you with a sly smile.

“So, what do you think?” You pretended to think for a second, before an evil grin appeared on your face. “Why stop there? We can also pull a prank on the teachers and the school buses if we put in a little more effort.” “Never thought about that one before. I like your way of thinking, Y/N.”

The two looked into each other’s eyes, clearly seeing that mischievous spark in each pair of eyes. Butters watched you in horror, afraid of what he had just now witnessed. “Ohhh hamburgers.”

Y/N became a regular in Stans gang rather fast. Kenny and Stan love her to bits, just like she does. They love hanging out with her and to Kenny she’s like Karen. One thing that Y/N really enjoys is listening to Kyle and Eric's bickering. No matter the topic and no matter how loud or extreme the two get, she just sits there like it’s a cinema and the two are the newest marvel movie. Speaking of superhero movies, South Parks very own heroes are a topic ever so often too. And to Cartman’s delight, his trusted friend loves talking about The Coon. His super-secret hero identity. She would also gush about Wonder Storm, Mosquito and Toolshed but she would always praise The Coon, which is a melody in Cartman’s ears. Another thing Cartman loves about his only female friend is how she loves defending him to anyone. Be it teachers, her fellow girl friends, or anyone else. When Heidi tried to warn her that Eric means bad news, she had to visit the nurse afterwards. Y/N had detention for breaking the poor girl’s nose, but she sure as hell didn’t regret her decision. Even when she was shunned by the girls from there on.

“I just can’t believe her. Maybe she will change her mind when I tell her about the whole Breast cancer thing? You know… It could affect her too, maybe that’s wha-Wendy…” Bebe interrupted her and sighted. “You remember how Heidi was? How every time we said something mean about Cartman, she would only try harder to prove us wrong?” “Of course, I remember. How could I forget.” Wendy mumbled and stabbed her fork through her salad. “If you try to reason with her, she will just hit you with the whole “He isn’t like that”-schtick. You can’t change her mind, okay?” Bebe eyed their classmate who was happily chatting with Eric and Kenny a few tables away. “I guess.” Wendy said defeated and closed her eyes, asking herself how Eric could even make a girl interested in him.

On another table across the cafeteria, Craig and those guys were seated. Oddly enough, their topic was similar. Y/N L/N and Eric Cartman. “I don’t know why but they’d make quite a cute couple you know?” Clyde said with a smile before biting into his burger. “I know, right?” Nicole agreed and to everyone’s surprise, even Tweek nodded along. “I don’t think they’d become a thing though.” Craig mumbled lazily. “Why?” Clyde asked, obviously interested in the gossip.

“Well, Kenny, Stan and I teased him about it in History class, but he keeps saying he doesn’t like her that way.” “Aww, come on Craig, you know very well that he would never admit it just like that. Guys don’t just admit they have a crush. I’m sure he likes her. I mean, she the only one who can stand him for longer than a day.” Nicole commented, a sly smile spread across her face. “I just think the anti-Cartman fraction would rather die than see those two become a thing.” Token commented and his eyes darted across the room, looking at Kyle, Heidi and Wendy. “Well, I guess we will have some funerals to visit sometime soon.” Nicole replied and everyone at their table had to involuntarily smile.

“That’s it. ERIC. To the Principal. Now.” Mister Garrisons voice thundered through the hallways and a confused Y/N closed her locker. She let out a deep sigh, knowing something must have gone wrong with his new plan.

“Guess I gotta bust him out again.”

Knowing the way to the principal by heart she made her way there, only catching a glimpse of the in pink paint and glitter covered Mister Garrison, who kept cursing like crazy.

Y/N happily skipped past the not-occupied secretary desk and took a seat next to Eric. “I already wondered where you are.” Cartman commented unimpressed. “Sorry, I had to look at Garrison for a second. So what went wrong?” “This stupid asshole over there saw me set up the paint bomb in Garrisons locker thing.” The brown-haired whispered and pointed at the kid that was sitting across from them. “Thanks to that asshat, I will probably be suspended for some days or some shit.”

“Okay, I’ll handle it.” The h/c-haired said and got up to go over. She hovered over the boy who was looking up to her. “What?” He asked annoyed. “You’re Jonas Miller, right?” Y/N asked with the sweetest voice she could manage. “Yeah, what makes you care?” He asked, before a fist connected with his face. Surprised by her own strength, he seemed to be dazed and fell onto the other chairs.

“Y/N, what the fuck?” Cartman cried out confused. “Fast, hit me!” She said, not fazed at all. “What? Why?” “God, just do it!” Trusting his mischievous partner Erics fist landed on Y/N pretty face and he even felt a hint of remorse. “Good punch Eric. Now the other side.” Once again, trusting his opposite, he did what was asked. Despite now feeling rather woozy, Y/N grabbed Jonas and laid him down in a different position. She then made Eric kneel next to her and hold her.

“If you ever tell anyone I cried, I will tell everyone about your dirty little secrets, yeah?” Eric nodded, somewhat intimidated, and impressed, watched her do her best to cry heavily.

Hearing the blood-curdling scream, Mister Mackey and the secretary came running, looking at the scene before them. Mister Mackey immediately made sure that everyone was okay, before asking the roughed-up Y/N what happened. With a trembling voice, she answered: “J-Jonas over there did the prank on Mister Garrison and-and tried to pin it on-on Eric. So, I c-came here t-t-to tell everyone t-that Eric was with me t-the whole time. When Jonas n-noticed that, he hit m-m-me and Eric punched him, to-to help me.” The now fully awake again Jonas looked at the girl in horror. “N-No! That’s not the story! I- I DON’T WANT TO HEAR IT, M'KAY?!” Mister Mackey interrupted him. “Hitting an innocent girl?! Jonas Miller, you will have to face the consequences!” Y/N still held up her best puppy eyes and Mister Mackey finally turned to the two troublemakers. “Eric, will you bring Y/n to the nurse, please. I will bring Jonas to PC Principal personally, m'kay.” Eric nodded, somewhat petrified, and guided Y/N along the corridors. He felt shocked. He didn’t know why. He never felt this scared before.

Once in the nurse’s office and after Y/N was handed an icepack, she was the first one to speak, once the nurse left them alone.

“You’re so quiet.” She commented dryly. “Thank you.” “For what?” “Getting me out of there. I never- It’s fine, okay? Don’t worry.” Silence fell over the two once more. Y/N just enjoyed the cooling ice on her burning skin and Eric still felt thankful for what she did for him. For him. And no one else. She would have never done this for Kyle. Not for Kenny. She did it for him.

“Hey Eric?” The boy next to her nodded. “You know I wouldn’t have done this for anyone else right?” Eric nodded once more. “Can I ask you for something?” “Of course.”

“You know, I like you a lot. So, would you maybe like to be my boyfriend?”

Bonus:

Eric gave no answer. He just slowly intertwined his fingers with hers and that was answer enough. “Are your cheeks red from blushing or is it from me hitting you?” “Maybe a bit of both.” She laughed and to Eric, it was the most beautiful sound he ever listened to. His girlfriend’s laugh.

Kyle was doing his math homework and started to get annoyed with the harder and harder becoming questions. A vibration ripped him out of his thoughts. He fished for his iPhone without taking his eyes off the paper and unlocked it. The contact read “FATASS” and it was a picture. Kyle's eyes widened in horror as his eyes scanned the picture. It was a picture of a list with dozens of prank ideas. The caption was what truly terrified him. “Me and my GIRLFRIEND brainstormed a bit, hope you’re ready Kahl <3”

Kyle felt like crying. Not only because of his math homework but also because his worst nightmare became a reality. Cartman has a Girlfriend. And it was no other than the infamous Y/N L/N.

#south park x reader #south park fanfiction #eric cartman x reader

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ultimatebethylficlist · 3 years

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Veteran Author of The Month: June 2021

The featured veteran author for June is also a co-admin right here at UBFL: SquishyCool (or @im-immortal )!

SquishyCool can be found on AO3 and FFN under the same penname.

When asked what got her into Bethyl and what the fandom means to her, she said:

I’ve been a hardcore TWD fan since the show began airing, but that’s because of my love for zombies. In all honesty, I didn’t really ship anyone for the first 3-4 seasons. I kind of shipped Daryl with Carol, but then it became clear that it was a platonic relationship and in all honesty, I just wanted to see them both get some action lmao. Then the prison fell... and in those first moments of “Still,” when we see Beth and Daryl running and running and finally collapsing on the ground, breathless and exhausted... the butterflies started. Something clicked and I immediately thought, “uh oh.” The rest is history, especially considering how “Still” and “Alone” played out. I can’t explain how or why I’m still so heavily invested, especially considering my last 2 fandoms only kept my attention for about 2-3 years each, but here I am. And I love it! I am so incredibly grateful for the Bethyl fandom because not only has it helped me improve my writing so much more than I ever could have imagined, but it has also introduced me to some of the most amazing people, including someone who I now consider one of my very best friends! It’s my happy place :)

For her personal fic rec list, she recommends:

In The Maw by ronsparkyspeirs

Way Down We Go by LeathernLaces

Surfacing by lindentree

Wild Things (The Moonshine Poet) by Abelina

The Gift by Feliz

The Man Who Can't Be Moved by burningupasun

New Experiences Series by wallflow3r

Whisper Softly to Me by taylorcatherine

Interstice by leftmywingshome

To Love Like a Man by Seraphique

Death, Death (i defy thee) by alamorn

In My Blood by Courtneyshortney82

Let the Good Times Roll by gutsforgarters

Resolved by Allatariel

the weight of these wings by peachthorns

all my spaces are filled with you by annabeth_writes

A Little Jailbreak with the Little Jailbait by wandering_gypsy_feet

between the beginning and the end by sheriffandsteel

SquishyCool’s Works & Personal Thoughts:

Dirty Fingernails and Dried Blood Summary: What happened during the months between "Still" and "Alone"? Beth uses the last pages of her diary to write down every detail of surviving with Daryl. Thoughts: My first Bethyl fanfic. It holds a special place in my heart for that reason, though it is pretty rough. If I could go back, I never would’ve done it entirely in first-person. But I do plan to finish it one day. There are some scenes I’m particularly proud of, and I still have a long note full of ideas and plot points.

Most Wanted Summary: After Beth’s mother and half-brother are murdered in a drug war, the godly veil on the Greene Family operation is lifted, and law enforcement comes down hard. In an effort to protect her family, Beth commits a heinous crime that could mean life in prison alongside them. Now everyone she’s ever trusted is in police custody and her only chance at freedom is to get as far away from Atlanta as she can... Thoughts: Well, this is a must-read if you like my writing. I hope to one day convert this into an original fiction and maybe get it published, but I need to finish it first LOL. I got the idea from ONE scene of “Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt,” and from there, it exploded into a huge mystery thriller (with lots of romance and smut). I’m really really proud of it, and I’m scared I’ll fuck it up tbh, so I keep putting off continuing it. But I really need to get back to it because I really want people to see what I have planned! (Also, this fic is the reason @courtneyshortney82 started talking to me, so that alone is pretty historic lmao)

The Crow’s Song Summary: Beth and Daryl spend a few more days together in the funeral home and come to terms with all they've lost along the way. But soon, they must decide what comes next. Thoughts: This fic... this fucking fic. It took me a full year to write. I made numerous edits. I even got a little depressed while I was writing the last two chapters, and my bf didn’t know why until he read what I’d been writing lol. It’s honestly the Bethyl fic I’ve always wanted to write but just didn’t know how. I’m still really really proud of how it turned out.

Carnival Games Summary: Daryl is a traveling carnival worker and Beth is a barely legal farmer's daughter looking for a night of fun when the carnival comes to town. Thoughts: Omg this fic is so fun!! One of my first Bethyl fics, and one of my first Bethyl smut fics. Short, sweet, a little funny, and a lot hot. I am still impressed with myself on this one, especially considering how much my writing has improved since lol

Breathe. Please. Summary: Beth shows up at the Hilltop. Alive. Daryl can hardly believe his eyes. Until she's lying in his bed, an arm's reach away. And he can hear her inhaling... exhaling... inhaling... Thoughts: Another “fix-it” that I’m proud of. Tbh I didn’t think it was anything all that special, but a lot of readers have said it’s one of their favorites, and some say they reread it regularly, and nothing makes me happier than hearing that, so I am extremely proud.

picking @ scabs Summary: Sometimes, no matter how much you love someone, being with them just isn't right. But what wouldn't you give for it to be right? Can someone like Daryl learn how to swallow his pride and stop repeating the same mistakes over and over? Can someone like Beth learn to fight off her demons and allow him to get close enough to hurt her again? How can they stay away from each other when it's all too easy to fall back into one another? Picking a scab will leave a scar, but they both have so many scars already... what's a few more? Thoughts: This fic is very, very personal for me. It’s like my “therapy” fic. I have poured some of my deepest feelings and struggles into its chapters, and the whole idea that got me to start it was that I wanted to find a way to navigate and cope with ending my 3-year long relationship with my emotionally/mentally/sometimes physically abusive ex. I still have a lot of fond memories from that relationship, but even more so, I have painful memories. Not to mention, going through your early 20s as a woman in the modern day is a fuckin’ trip, so this kind of explores that. It’s really self-indulgent, I think, but I’m really proud of the smut in it. And more than that, I’m proud of the response. I’ve had a few people message me or comment to say that they’ve felt all those things, or have experienced similar things, and it’s really just... relieving. I put my heart and soul out there, and what I got back was “you’re not alone.” So yeah, this fic is special. I wanna finish it soon, but I have to be in A Mood to do so.

In Toto Corde Summary: Despite a million reasons not to, Beth and Daryl fell in love. Then he made the ultimate sacrifice in order to keep all of his promises. Now, facing unimaginable consequences at the hands of witch hunters, Beth has no choice but to use her powers to bring Daryl back from the dead. "He won't be the same..." Thoughts: I LOVE THIS FIC. I love it so much that I had to rewrite it after like 4 or 5 years. And I already started on a sequel that I really hope I’m able to finish. Though it doesn’t have many hits, and I don’t think many people have read it at all, which I understand since it basically is entirely focused around Daryl being killed. But damn, I’m proud of this one, and it was really fucking fun to write because witch!Beth is just... the best.

risk it all (part 1 of in for a penny, in for a pound) Summary: Daryl Dixon has a pretty decent life, all things considered. He's got his own place. A good dog. A few friends. Even a girlfriend. He keeps himself out of trouble. Until he starts texting Beth Greene. And hell, if he ain't about to risk it all for this damn girl. Thoughts: This was supposed to be one short multichapter fic focused entirely on smut and social media. Then I got on a roll and it ended up being the beginning of a series! This fic is purely fun. Nothing too serious or heavy. I write it when I’m in a Good Mood because it’s my little happy place. I have plans for about 4 more fics before the series will be finished!

Don’t Make Me Haunt You Summary: So here's the thing: Merle Dixon is dead as fuck. And as it turns out, Beth Greene is the only one who can see or hear him. Which is weird considering she's never met or even heard of this guy, let alone anyone with the last name Dixon. That's her first problem... Thoughts: The reception to this fic has absolutely blown me away. I had no idea anyone would want to read about ghost!Merle haunting Beth and forcing her to solve his murder with the help of his grumpy brother. And it was all inspired by an episode of South Park lmao then I started really getting into it and now it’s just like, my super fun fic where I explore a range of emotions and all kinds of religious beliefs and different mythologies and I can build the world however I want and goddamn I just love writing this fic. Plus there’s a podfic for it! I can’t even begin to explain how much I love this fic and how proud I am of it :)

#bethyl fanfiction #veteran author of the month

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brightmiraii · 3 years

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NCT 24th member || Harumi

FACE CLAIM: Remi (Cherry Bullet)

DANCE CLAIM: Lee Chaeyeon (ex IZ*ONE)

VOICE CLAIM: Jo Yuri (ex IZ*ONE)

STAGE NAME: Harumi (하루미)

BIRTH NAME: Miya Harumi (宮晴美) 晴 (Haru) - bright 美 (Mi) - beauty

KOREAN NAME: Moon Myeong Hee (문명희)

ENGLISH NAME: Ellie Miya

CHINESE NAME: Gōng Qíngměi (宫晴美)/Wen Ming Xi (文明熙)

NICKNAMES: Haru, Brainnie, Xiao Měi, Bright Myeong, Rumi-hime (princess Rumi)

BIRTH DATE: November 25th, 2000

PLACE OF BIRTH: Madison, Wisconsin, USA

ETHNIC: Japanese

NATIONALITY: Japanese, American

EDUCATION: unknown elementary school in Madison, unknown elementary and middle school in New York, unknown middle school in Seoul, Seoul School of Performing Arts - practical dance (2016-2019)

ZODIAC SIGN: Sagittarius

MBTI: ENFJ-T

EYE COLOUR: Black

HEIGHT: 163cm

WEIGHT: 45kg

BLOOD TYPE: O

POSITION: main vocal, lead dancer

UNIT: NCT DREAM, NCT 127 (Limitless - now), NCT U (Timeless), NCT U (Make A Wish)

TRAINING PERIOD: 2 years (2014-2016)

LANGUAGES: Japanese and English (native language), Chinese and Korean (proficiency obtained), German (learning)

FAMILY: Miya Hayao (father, deceased), Miya Yoshiko (mother, deceased), Moon Seungyeon (adoptive father), Moon Bom (adoptive mother), Jianyu (adoptive cousin)

B A C K S T O R Y

Harumi was born in Madison, Wisconsin. Daughter of a young Japanese couple that moved to USA to start a new life, Miya Hayao and Miya Yoshiko

Since her father was an Algebra teacher in an middle school near their house and her mother was a Japanese teacher in a local language school, Harumi grew up highly influenced by knowledge and curiosity

Unfortunately, at the age of 6, Harumi and her parents were involved in a car accident, resulting in their death at the spot. Luckily Harumi survived, despite heavily injured

She was transferred to an orphanage in New York, where she could afford a better treatment to her injuries and social assistance with her double nationality

Harumi was the eldest child in the orphanage and the least interviewed kid for possible adoptions, because of her age. Because of that, she matured quickier and learned how to mask disappointment

She decided to learn by herself Chinese and Korean - in an attempt to increase her chances of being adopted, even if through an international adoption

Four years later, when she was 10, Moon Seungyeon and Moon Bom adopted her and brought her to South Korea

Harumi got casted during a Sunday outing she had with her family. A scout heard her singing and playing guitar and decided to invite her for an audition

Seungyeon, Bom and Jianyu (her cousin) convinced her to try for it and, eventually, join SM as a trainee

A couple of months after she began a trainee, SM introduced her as one of the SMRookies, participating in shows such as "Mickey Mouse Club"

Debuted in August in NCT DREAM, charming the fans with her powerful and husky voice

P E R S O N A L I T Y

Harumi is perceived as a sweet extrovert, always polite and warm towards anyone who approaches her. Though her soft looks and voice could mistake her as a shy girl, she is a truly happy virus

Her energy changes according to her surroundings. Whenever she’s with more playful members, she’s joking around and making a mess. However, with the calmer members, she can blend with them very well

Since she was the eldest in the orphanage, Harumi usually takes care of everyone around her, including the older members. She makes sure all the members are comfortable, healthy and happy

Extremely independent, struggles on relying on other people - which gives constant headaches to the older members

Keeps all negative comments and feelings to herself, not wanting to burden anyone

Has a hard time saying “no” to people, that being one of her biggest weakness

Constantly looks for improvement and new knowledge, so she's either learning a new dance style, an instrument or improving her producing skills

Because of years of rejection, Harumi is extremely self-conscious about herself as an individual

F U N F A C T S

Harumi learned Korean and Chinese through grammar books she found in a library. Because she was really young, the girl often reached out to the employees to explain some topics (what was a verb, noun, for example)

An volunteer in the orphanage taught Harumi how to play guitar and, eventually, gifted her his old one

Every Saturday afternoon, the orphanage headmistress would take the kids to Central Park. Harumi started to sing and play guitar there just for fun, but people started to spare her a dollar or two

In her audition, Harumi sang "Growl", from EXO, an acoustic version that fit perfectly her huskier tone

Seungyeon and Bom gave Harumi her Korean name, but let her decide whether she would use it or keep her given name (Harumi actually cried when they let her keep "Miya Harumi")

She surprised all the trainees with her almost perfect Korean, especially after introducing herself with her Japanese name. They were even more shocked when they discovered she knew as well English and Chinese

Contrary to all the Dreamies, Harumi did not drop out of school, juggling her student and idol life. All the members were worried about her health, but when they discovered the reason why Harumi was so adamant to keep studying, they did everything they could to help her

In 2017, Harumi got Korean and Chinese proficiency through the official test, formalizing her fluency in both languages. Because of that, fans gave her the nickname Brainnie

Before joining NCT, Harumi focused her vocals on acoustic versions and ballads. She was often told that her tone didn't match girl groups

Because of the car accident, Harumi has a long scar from her sternum to her bellybutton. Only in Ridin' era she felt comfortable enough to wear crop tops that showed a bit of it

Following the trend of peculiar dislike of foods in NCT, Harumi doesn't like nuts. She's actually heavily allergic, needing to have an epinephrine shot with her whenever she goes out to eat

The part she loved the most during her trainee period was dance classes, Harumi had so much fun and created a soft spot for it

Harumi despises winter the most, snowy days are the worst for her, because remind her of the car accident

Loves all Disney movies, even the underrated ones

Harumi's a quick learner, but feels extremely burnt out and unsatisfied, dropping one or another activity every once in a while (she usually tries again, because she hates the fact she gave up on something)

Her official emoji is ✨, because of the meaning behind the kanji of her name (Haru). Her introduction during her debut days was “Hello, I’m sparkling Harumi!”

One of her favorite hobbies is re-recording songs. She would record all the instruments, getting all notes by hearing and - finally - get the vocals done

Likes affection, but hates aegyo

Her favorite color is yellow

Maintains Dream’s dorms up (she does do cook, she does the cleaning to the point the others scold her for doing all by herself)

Her lives are mostly songs recommendations, guitar sessions and whenever she’s at practice room, she does a few covers

She’s a huge fan of BoA, EXO, SHINee and MAMAMOO

In 2019, Harumi became an official MC at Music Core alongside SF9 Chani

#nct 24th member au #nct dream 8th member au #nct 127 female member au #nct female oc #kpop female addition #kpop female oc #kpop addition #kpop oc

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newcaptainofsquad9 · 3 years

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I Can’t Handle You Being Back~Chou Tzuyu x black! fem! reader {1}

Pairing: Tzuyu x reader

Parts: 1 2 3 4 5

Summary: Five years after your elimination from Sixteen, you remained in the United States, working on music, writing songs, dancing here, and there. All of the memories and incidents from the reality show still burns in your memory, you all but let them go until you get a familiar call from the man who sought out your talents in the first place, Jinyoung Park. The man had an offer you should have refused, but you longed to see your friends again.

Genre: Angst, Idol-Verse, Romance, Slow Burn (not too slow), Hurt and Comfort, Best Friends to Lovers

Warnings: The reader is a Black woman and there will be parts when she has to deal with racist and close minded people(aka fans, netizens and others). If ya’ll read my Yoongi story, or unfinished Suho story, it’ll be a little bit like that.

Word Count: 1, 831

Writer’s Note: More Twice fics are coming! Along with a masterlist of all my K-pop fanfictions! It’ll take a minute but it will be here and pinned on my blog so you guys can access it. Also! I want to point out that this is fictional and fictional depictions of idols and figures, just wanted to put that disclaimer. Here is another fic that will take me forever to finish like my others but regardless of that, I hope ya’ll enjoy!

I never thought I’d set foot in South Korea again, let alone JYPE’s building. The long, stress-inducing ride up the elevator didn’t ease me as I inhaled and exhaled through it.

“You didn’t have to take this meeting,” Brittany, my assistant said. “We can just site see here in Korea, you need the break anyway.”

I caught Brittany’s smile as she moved to put a hand on my shoulder.

“I know being back here, it’s got to be tough,” she said.

I nodded, yet she doesn’t know the half of it. Being a military kid had some perks: at childhood I couldn’t stop dancing, and at seventeen, people other than my parents began to notice. Those people being K-Pop scouts. They didn’t only come from JYPE, but other companies as well, although the smaller ones didn’t grant the biggest opportunity.

JYPE was fond of my dance moves, and the man himself, Jinyoung Park promised a shimmering future. Most of the promises fell short: I didn’t get to train for very long (only a few months) before I was thrust upon the spotlight and cameras in the survival show, Sixteen. I wanted to be a star; JYP wanted a laughing stock, a black woman for views and to show his trainees how to accomplish, “ethnic hip.” I tried my best to be as creative as possible, to last with the competition, but it didn’t please JYP. Nothing I did could please him, I wasn’t the standard. I didn’t even come close. So I left, I played a game that many foreigners couldn’t win, let alone a Black woman.

The elevator dinged as it opened, breaking me out of my mind.

“We can turn around right now,” Brittany said. “Your call.”

I shook my head.

“No, let’s just here what he has to say,” I said. “He did pay for our flight and all.”

“Yeah, but that will never take back what he and that staff put you through,” she said.

I smile as Brittany put a hand on my shoulder. Her worrying along with me solidifies this; my nerves are warranted.

“I know, but maybe it’s just the old spirit from back then,” I said. “As if I have a chance to prove myself again.”

I don’t have to though. I told myself over and over again that I don’t. Yet, why am I here? What’s so important that couldn’t be discussed further over phone or video call?

“Ms. Y/L/N?”

My head jerked up once we stepped out of the elevator. A woman with a Bob and suit gave us both a grin.

“Mr. Park’s office is this way,” she said, leading us down the hall.

As we pass, people murmured and stared. My name was even mentioned underneath breaths and gasps; I nod at them and only bow halfway as we pass.

We stop at a door, the woman opened it for us and stepped aside.

“Thank you,” I said.

Once inside JYP’s office, the dread returned. Just seeing Jinyoung Park slumped against his chair brought back more of the horrid memories. Brittany took my hand, forcing me to take a breath as Jinyoung rose.

“Y/N! I’m so glad you could make it!” he said.

He threw his signature grin on, as he held out his hand. I took it. We shook hands before bowing respectfully.

“You look well,” he said. “I’m glad to finally see you again.”

“Thank you Mr. Park.”

Jinyoung chuckled and gestured to the seat adjacent to his armchair.

“Please, sit,” he suggested, he turned to Brittany. “You could take my chair if you’d like.”

I successfully didn’t shiver at how nice he was being, yet Brittany couldn’t: she twitched a bit, but hid it well with a quick grin.

“Thank you,” she said as she plopped down.

I leaned back, crossed my legs and got down to business.

“Why’d you fly me out here, Mr. Park?”

Jinyoung chuckled.

“Well, I’ve been keeping up with your progress as an artist and well, I’m extremely proud of the growth,” he said.

Brittany and I traded looks of confusion.

“Thank you,” I said. “You could have led with that over the phone.”

Jinyoung shifted on each leg before hopping up on the edge of his desk to sit.

“Y/N, I might have made a mistake about you,” he admitted. “You’ve gained quite the following, and shaped into a fine dancer and vocalist.”

“Thank you,” I said. “What is it that you need from me? Did I not show that potential five years ago?”

Jinyoung frowned.

“Well, yes, but the world wasn’t ready,” he said. “My colleagues weren’t ready, I wasn’t ready.”

“What are you suggesting?” I said.

Jinyoung bared his teeth in a mega-watt smile.

“I’m suggesting a place for you as Twice’s tenth member.”

My heart quickened at his words; Brittany gasped. Did I hear him right? One of the biggest girl groups in Korea--the world bringing on a tenth member? Another member is already controversial enough in the industry(with the likes of Red Velvet getting hate for adding another a year after debut), but an American? A Black woman? The netizens tore me to shreds once, I couldn’t handle that again.

“What’s the catch?” Brittany asked. “Out of all the contestants eliminated from Sixteen, why Y/N? This is looking rather performative Mr. Park, welcoming back your only black trainee who dealt with so much racism.”

Jinyoung’s eyes softened a bit.

“I’m still learning from my mistakes,” he said. “You have every right to decline Y/N, but I need someone to ease Twice in towards the west.”

“Why not Somi!” I said. “There’s your westerner, half white! Very digestible to the western world.”

Jinyoung nodded.

“True, but K-Pop is changing drastically,” he explained. “And I know Twice can hit the west hard, they can adapt to America with someone who knows it. You played against the American entertainment industry and I know you can with the girls.”

“How are you so sure?” I said.

“You catch onto choreography quick,” he said. “You’ve done almost every Twice cover online, you’ve been Grammy nominated for songs you’ve written it’s a perfect match.”

“What about stylists?” Brittany asked. “Have you even notified Twice about this offer?”

“I discussed it with their leader, Jihyo and she’s open to it,” he said. “I’m sure she can ease the others into it, I’ve already explained it to them that we’re working towards the west and they understand that.”

My mind spiraled at the thought of Jihyo; she’s come so far, they’ve all worked so hard. Me joining would just throw a wrench in all they’ve accomplished.

“All of this sounds great in theory,” Brittany said. “But I change like this could make you lose popularity here in Korea, with the Korean public. You’ll lose fans, they’ll drop like flies.”

Jingyoung shrugged.

“A risk we’ll take,” he said. “Y/N?”

Brittany gave me a sympathetic stare.

“If I do this, will I get legal protection against hate comments,” I said. “I would be one of your artists officially, you should treat me like one.”

“Of course,” he said. “Will you take these terms, Y/N?”

Brittany shook her head as she gave me a hard look.

I shouldn’t accept the terms. It’s just like five years ago all over again; I was tricked into becoming a prop of the industry, but somethings different. Jinyoung could go about various ways of doing this, I know I’ll have more benefits this time.

“I will, if I have a stylist of my choosing,” I said. “And an American manager.”

“Done,” Jinyoung said. “We can discuss this further, but I want you to meet up with the girls as soon as possible.”

My body shook at the mention of meeting up with Twice. They were my competition at one point, hell many of them I thought hated me. All except one, Chou Tzuyu. She and some of the maknaes and I were close due to age, but Tzuyu opened up to me the most. She’s been through so much, they all have.

“Is there any way I can practice and get to know them again,” I said. “Before we start promoting?”

“That was the plan,” Jinyoung said. “You’d be new to the public and fans, but not to Twice. Like working with an old friend.”

Yeah, an old friend who’s forgotten about you and moved on with their life. This would benefit Twice and I, but is it worth the risk to see them again. To see Tzuyu again.

* * *

“You’re sure this is the right move?” Brittany asked while our black car rolled down the street.

Right after the meeting with JYP, he insisted I settle into the dorms and meet up with Twice before training. Brittany and I are now in the back of a car with my new manager, Miyoung

“I’m sure.”

Brittany nudged me.

“You don’t owe him anything. Why are you doing this?”

I leaned against my side of the car, letting the rapid speed of each car flash and rip by while my eyes slip close. The memories from five years ago swarmed me: Tzuyu and I practicing from night to morning with sweat clinging to us like newborns; the constant words we’d trade about debuting together and visiting each others countries. Tzuyu’s distraught during my elimination, begging me to stay in Korea for her. Maybe I’m doing this to help her and be there for her, if she accepts me. I can’t admit that to Brittany though, relationships that form during adolescent years don’t really last anyway. At least from what I’ve seen.

The car came to a halt; we’ve arrived at the dorms.

I sat up, but sunk back down in my seat as I spot all of Twice standing outside, waiting with their managers.

“We’re ready when you are Y/N,” Miyoung said.

She and the driver already stepped out the car with expectant looks at me.

Brittany took my hand and rubbed my knuckle as I composed myself with a few deep breaths. The moment I stepped out, all of Twice cheered and hurried toward me. Sana was first of course, embracing me so tight that I couldn’t breathe.

“Y/N!” she squealed.

Nayeon hugged me next, then Jihyo, Chaeyoung, Momo, and Dahyun.

“Finally my fellow ‘98 liner is back,” Dahyun teased, making me chuckle as she lightened my mood.

Joengyeon embraced me a bit too tight as well, pulling back with a tiny grin.

“You look healthy, that’s great,” she said.

I nodded and glanced over at Tzuyu, who kept her distance. Our eyes met, yet she didn’t smile or come over for a hug like her fellow members. She only perked her lips and waved. I wanted to scream; I felt like crying but I managed to hold the tears back again.

Mina must have noticed as she wrapped an arm around my shoulder.

“Are you OK?” she asked.

“Yeah,” I lied. “It’s great to see you guys again.”

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krreader · 4 years

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EXO reacting to you, a foreign idol, receiving hate after your relationship went public.

pairing: exo x foreign idol!reader fandom: exo warnings: language ; racism genre: angst ; fluff word count: 1.5k+

a/n: I wish the reality were a lot different, but with jongdae having received so much backlash.. god I just hope people will leave them all alone and let them love in peace.

kim minseok

Concerts were supposed to be a fun time for both idols, as well as fans.

But seeing stuff like this always made Minseok regret his career choices.

All he could do was stare at the racist sign that a fan was holding up in disbelief, maybe even a little bit of sadness and disappointment that one of his fans was behaving like so.

His band members must have seen his reaction, Junmyeon, as the leader instantly nodding towards the fan and a manager handled the rest from there.

She was gone, but what she had written on that sign was branded in his memory.

“You okay?” you asked later that night when you joined him in bed.

Minseok opened his mouth and looked at you, but then he closed it again and smiled, shaking his head a little, “Just tired.”

This wasn't something that you needed to know. He wanted to protect you from that world of hate as much as possible.

kim junmyeon

Junmyeon was so busy bowing to the artists that passed him that he didn't even notice your band being among them at first.

But the moment his eyes landed on you, his smile instantly widened.

PDA wasn't exactly something you could do here and you both knew it, neither of you was this stupid.

But the smile that Junmyeon had only reserved for you seemed to be enough to start a shit-storm online.

“Why is he only smiling at her like that? It's disgusting.”

“Does she think she's special or something? Somebody remind her that she's not.”

“Can she just go back to where she came from? It’s annoying me.”

Were just examples of hatefulness spread in online forums and the likes. But Junmyeon made sure that you wouldn't read them.

Right after the award show, he and you decided to – instead of going to the after-party – go straight home and just enjoy some alone time together.. without your phones.

You knew he was looking out for you when every time you wanted to check your messages, he pulled you closer and kissed you instead and every time you’d ask why, he’d just laugh and tell you that he couldn’t get enough of you.

And well.. his strategy worked.

zhang yixing

Yixing must have thought that with him barely being a part of EXO's promotions anymore, that fans would lay off of him and you.

Maybe give him a pass and let him live and love in peace.

That's why he brought you to the film premiere as his date, because he truly thought it would be fine.

But damn, fans were viscous.

The moment he and you stepped out of the car, they were screaming at you to get back to where you came from and it was.. a mess, to say the least.

Nevertheless, Yixing was proud to have you by his side and every chance he got for an interview, he mentioned it, wanting to show these “fans” that their racism wouldn't change his opinion on you in the slightest and that it was absolutely not appropriate here or anywhere else.

But he knew that this night wasn't easy for you, even if you smiled throughout the entire time and he was glad when it was finally over again and you were back home in the safety of your own four walls. There, he could at last wrap his arms around you and hold you close as you were finally allowed to shed a few tears.

“I'm so sorry,” he kept whispering into your hair, “I love you so much, never forget it.”

byun baekhyun

“Are you even able to communicate?” one of the interviewers asked Baekhyun after the topic of you and him having started dating came up.

And the question caught him off guard because, “You've.. talked with her.. lots of times before? And she spoke.. perfect Korean?”

“Well, yeah, but it's just.. she's not Korean.”

It was so stupid and everyone in the room knew it. Some of his band members snorted, others even started laughing, while Baekhyun just really didn't know what else to say to this.

“I think you handled it well,” you said later that night when you sat down next to him on the couch, “They just want gossip and they'll do anything to get it.”

“I just wish they'd stop disregarding you so much just because you’re not Korean.”

“My confidence is a lot bigger than they think,” you smiled and kissed his forehead, “I'll be fine, babe. You don’t have to worry about me,”

He pulled you into his arms with a sigh and held you there until the world felt like a better place again.

kim jongdae

Jongdae put down his phone with a heavy sigh after having read yet another headline that was so similar to all the ones before.

“South Korean idol Kim Jongdae dating foreign idol (Y/N) and fans aren't happy about it.”

It was a Korean article and people knew, even by his name alone, that Jongdae was Korean, but they still had to emphasize it.. because you weren't. And that was apparently an issue.

“How are you?” he texted you later.

“I'm okay, don't worry about me,” you replied only a few minutes later.

“But I am worrying. Don't read the articles, okay?”

“I'm fine, Jongdae, really. Media can suck my non-existing dick.”

After reading that line, Jongdae immediately started to smile and nod to himself.

You were right.

The media could sick his dick too.

park chanyeol

“What are you doing?” Chanyeol leaned down to press a kiss against the back of your head, his eyebrows furrowing when you were watching one of his music videos.

“Nothing..”

But from the way your voice sounded and the fact that your shoulders were slumped when you walked into the kitchen, it really didn't look like nothing.

So he followed you and pestered you for as long as it took for you to finally tell him what was bothering you.

“People keep comparing us to you guys. Saying that we have fewer views and that we're less popular and that it's all my fault.”

“(Y/N), they're just jealous.”

“I know.. but our relationship.. it's ruining my group's image, Chanyeol. These girls have worked so hard and it's..-” you let out a heavy sigh and shook your head.

“Hey,” he took a step closer and grabbed your chin to make you look at him, “Nobody is ruining anything, especially not you. You are an essential part of your group and without you, they'd lose an important puzzle piece.”

He must have known that you were hinting at leaving the group, but that wasn't something that Chanyeol would stand by and just watch. You had worked hard too.. and he wouldn't let you stop now just because some jealous idiots thought they had the power to destroy your life.

do kyungsoo

“I'm sure the situation isn't easy for you,” his new make-up artist said as she was doing the finishing touches on his face, “In regards to (Y/N), I mean.”

He didn't want to talk about it, but he appreciated her concern, so he said: “Thank you.”

“It's not easy when someone clings to you so hard that you can't get rid of them. I've been there.. but you'll escape the relationship eventually.”

That had him stare at her with confusion, “Wait... what?”

“I heard foreigners are extremely clingy... that's probably why.”

Needless to say, she had her job for exactly one day.

Kyungsoo wouldn't work with a racist, especially not one that disrespected his girlfriend like that.

kim jongin

They were doing a fan sign right now, the first one after Jongin's and your relationship got exposed.

He had been incredibly nervous beforehand, but so far, everyone was nothing but kind to him. Nobody had even mentioned you.

Until one fan came up.

“Don't you think you should find someone like yourself?”

Jongin stopped writing on her album momentarily, his eyes still on his writing, but then he continued with his signature with a smile, “She is like myself. An idol. An artist.”

“But she's a foreigner. She's not really like us.”

Jongin clenched his jaw, then looked up with a sweet, but very fake smile, “She's a human being. A very kind one. I hope that can be respected.”

The girl would have liked nothing more than to argue with him about this, but the manager ushered her to keep going and Jongin was with the next fan that was a lot nicer than the one before.

He was just glad that you hadn't been here to listen to what she had said.

oh sehun

“Hey, I just wanted to call you,” Sehun smiled as he accepted your call, but when he could hear you cry, he instantly froze, “What happened?”

“Are you sure this is good, Sehun? I don't think anyone approves.”

“What do you mean?” he furrowed his eyebrows and quickly hurried into an empty corridor where he could speak to you in peace.

“The fans.. your fans, they all.. hate me.”

Sehun let out a heavy sigh and closed his eyes for a moment.

So you had read all the nasty comments.

“(Y/N), don't read them. The people that write these things are not in their right state of mind. These people don't matter.”

Of course, it was easier for Sehun to just say these things as he was not the victim in this situation, at least not directly. But he still felt for you, of course he did, he loved you. All he could do was be there for you and continuously tell you and show you just how much you meant to him.

Your nationality didn't change that, despite what other people seemed to think

#exo scenario #exo imagine #exo reaction #exo x reader #exo #reader #requests #kpop imagine #kpop scenario #kpop reaction

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bangtan-sonyeonddaeng · 4 years

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Reader x Poly vmin soulmate AU

Your dream was finally coming true. You had moved to South Korea and were finally able to snag concert tickets to their show. It was a battle trying to get tickets, but you were victorious and even if they weren’t floor seats you didn’t care. You were finally getting to see BTS and you were so excited. On the day of the concert the hours seemed to be dragging on forever. You were ready before noon and were currently jumping up and down in excitement trying to shake off your nerves. You made sure your army bomb had fresh batteries and that it was paired to your phone, that you had more than enough money for merch, and that you were dressed comfortably because you were going to the standing for at least 3 hours.

The closer the you got to the venue your soul mark began to tingle. You became excited at the possibility that your soulmate was somewhere at this concert. Maybe you would run into whoever it was. Now you had a whole new anxiety for coming to this concert tonight. The fact that your soulmate was also potentially an army made you happy. You would have something in common to talk about and they would understand your devotion and love for this group. You walked around the venue to the merch booth and different activities they had lined up, hoping maybe your soul mark would react to someone but it never did. It never even crossed your mind that it was a possibility one of the members was your soulmate.

When it came time for them to finally come out on stage you were yelling your head off, too distracted by everything to notice your soul mark was starting to glow, that it was tingling a lot more than it was before. You were singing along loudly to the songs, dancing along, making friends with the army around you. It was everything to you getting to see them live for the first time. It was every bit as heart warming and meaningful of an experience as you were expecting. You even cried at the end of the night when they gave their ending ments, always speaking their heart out to army and making sure they knew how much they were loved and appreciated. After the concert was over you waited at the pickup location for those going home by cab or uber. However it never came. You held out hope that maybe someone was just stuck in all the traffic, however when you were the only ones left it became clear that wasn’t the case.

You were sat on the curb, staring at your army bomb and twirling it around, making the lights change colors. You were already sad because you didn’t run into your soulmate, then this added to the mix you couldn’t help when your lower lip jutted out in a pout and a few tears began to leak from your eyes. You were wiping your tears away when you began to feel your soul mark more strongly now. It was glowing bright blue now and your head whipped around, looking for your soulmate. You stand up peering around but you see no one save for a black van driving through the park lot. The car suddenly slams on the breaks and turns around, heading for you. The burn is getting stronger and your mark is glowing brighter. Whoever is in this car has to be your soulmate. The van stops a short distance away from you, and when the door finally opens you feel like you are going pass out.

Jimin and Taehyung come stepping out of the van. You notice they have the same marks as you, that are also glowing. When your eyes finally meet both of the glowing and tingling stops, the ink on your soul mark now changing to a golden color, signifying you had finally met your soul mate, or mates in this case. Both of their marks have also changed to gold. Your head shoots up suddenly and you see them both absolutely beaming at you.

“Hi soulmate. It’s nice to finally meet you.” You are shocked, your mouth hanging open and no sounds coming out. Jimin continues speaking to you in a calming voice. “Hey, you okay? We saw you sitting on the sidewalk and our marks started glowing so we just knew it was you. Taehyung and I have been waiting for you for a long time now. We both discovered pretty quickly we had the same mark, but our color didn’t change to gold so we knew we hadn’t met the final piece of our puzzle yet.” You still are in shock. Someone having more than 1 soulmate wasn’t unheard of, just extremely rare. And the fact that your soulmates were members of BTS? You thought for sure you had gone crazy.

“Am I insane? Like did I finally lose it?”

“Nope! You’re our soulmate!” Taehyung exclaims happily. “What’s your name?”

“It’s y/n.”

“Well y/n you look like you could use a ride home. Do you want us to take you? Or we were going to go out to eat! You can come with us. And then we can talk more and get to know each other.” You stare at Taehyung incredulously.

“Or.. if it’s too soon for that we can just drop you off at home or at least call for a cab for you? Whatever you want to do just let me know okay y/n?” Jimin places a hand on your shoulder and smiles at you tenderly.

“Um. dinner sounds good. But, can we maybe get it to go and eat it at your hotel or something? I don’t really think I am ready to meet your entire crew plus the other members yet.”

“Of course! We can do that. We’ll pick up some takeout on the way home and eat it at the hotel. Sound good?” You nod your head. Jimin and Taehyung both hold a hand in yours, leading you into the van. you sit sandwiched between them, in the very back. The other members are looking at your curiously, but Taehyung tells them you’re too nervous and overwhelmed by all of this right now and to just pretend you aren’t there. Once you are sitting between them you thank them both. They ask you basic questions on the way, how old you are, where you’re from, how long you’ve been living in South Korea. Part of you still didn't believe that any of this was real and you were just making it all up in your head. You suddenly realize how tired you are however and before you know it your head has lulled over and is now resting on Jimin’s shoulder. He smiles at you and places a kiss to the top of your head and Taehyung does the same.

You don't wake up until after they have gotten the food and you are back at the hotel. You apologize for falling asleep on them but they wave away your apology. Once you are back in the room with them, you two continue your conversation where it left off. They ask you questions about anything and everything, wanting to get to know the person who was their soul mate.

“So you guys are okay with this? I mean.. Taehyung you declared Jimin your soulmate a long time ago and I don’t want to be intruding on you two..”

“Hush! You aren’t intruding. Jiminie and I always talked about how we felt like a piece of us was still missing. So when we discovered there was someone else out there for us it made us so happy and excited to finally meet that person. And the fact that you are a fan of us is just amazing!”

“I’m actually kind of relieved because I don’t know how I was going to explain to my future soulmate that my heart already belonged to 7 other men.” They both burst into laughter at that comment, Jimin falling over onto the bed as he lets out his adorable laughter.

“Well, I mean your heart really only belongs to two right?” Taehyung is pouting at you and your heart melts at the sight.

“Yes.. my heart belongs to the both of you. So no need to worry about that.” You run your fingers through his hair and that seems to placate him.

“This isn’t weird for you at all right? Like I know we just met you and everything but.. we were kind of hoping you would stick around?”

“What do you mean, Jimin?”

“I mean, okay we’re on tour right now and we’re about to embark on the North American leg but now that we have met you and you are in our lives, we don't want to have to go months without seeing you while we finish our world tour.”

“So.. are you saying you want me to come with you?”

“Jimin, I understand how you feel but y/n might have a job, a life, family, friends. We can’t just expect all of that to be dropped for us.”

“Actually, all my family and friends are back where I am from. And I am going to online school right now so I could come with you guys. If you want me to.”

“Are you kidding? Of course!” They both shout at the same time.

“But, I know you aren’t leaving for a few more days and I’d just like some time to process everything, talk to my family and friends. I know they can’t meet you but they will probably at least want to face time or Skype with you or something so they know I’m in good hands.”

“Of course y/n. Whatever you want. We just want you to be comfortable and happy with us.”

“I don’t think there is ever going to be a time where I am not happy to be honest. I still can’t believe this actually happened.”

“Us either. But we’re so happy and grateful for you coming into our lives when you did. The timing couldn’t have been anymore perfect.” You offer them both a smile before getting up and hugging Jimin and then Taehyung.

“I should probably get going now.”

“Nonsense. It’s 2 am you shouldn’t be out this late at night. We can rent you a hotel room and you can stay here tonight.”

“Are you-”

“Stop asking if we’re sure jagi! You’re a part of our family now and we will take care of you.”

“..Okay fine. I give. But just so you know I’ll always be here for you guys too okay? If you need someone to talk to make you laugh, anything you just say the word.” They nod in agreement before Taehyung calls their manager and asks him to get another room for you. You say your goodnights to them, earning yourself a kiss on each one of your cheeks before you head in for the night.

You get ready for bed and not even 10 minutes after you hear a knock on your door. You open it to find Jimin, hair a mess and eyes a little tired.

“Can I sleep with you? My chest started hurting being away from you for too long.”

“Sure, Jimin.” You step aside and let him in. You both lay down on the bed before you hear another knock on the door. You and Jimin give each other a knowing look before bursting into giggles and opening the door.

“Hi Taehyung.”

“Can I sleep with you jagi. I don’t like being away from you for too long.”

“You and Jimin both apparently. Come on in and join the party.” Taehyung walks into the room and sees Jimin already laying there and he chuckles to himself. You settle into the middle of the bed, sandwiched between your two soulmates.

“Are we all ready for bed now?

“Yes. This is perfect. Goodnight you guys.”

“Night, Tae, Goodnight Jimin.”

“Goodnight y/n. Goodnight Tae, sweet dreams.”

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stu-evans · 3 years

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Latitude Festival - Henham Park, Suffolk 25/07/2021

Live music is food to my soul. I’ve struggled at times over the past 18 months without it. So as soon as the organisers of Latitude announced that they were going ahead as part of the Government series of test events I knew I has to be there.

Held in the grounds of Henham Park, the festival appears through a sea of trees. Stepping off the coach with a spring in my step it genuinely felt incredible to there. I never thought I’d be so excited to see a Portaloo in my life but here we are.

Strolling to the main site entrance I notice just how happy and alive everyone around me feels, and I include the staff in that too (special mention to Jason from Care Fest who was welcoming everyone warmly and was still there at eleven pm asking how my day was) seeing the smiles and hearing the laughter was an absolute joy.

So, to the music. First up for me on the BBC Sounds Stage were Big Joanie. The band describe themselves as ‘Black, Feminist, Sista Punk’ The perfect Sunday morning wake up call, these wonderful musicians powered through their set with angst and soul, with groove and meaning. Having recently signed to the Kill Rock Stars label there is a very bright future ahead for them.

Remaining at the BBC Sounds Stage up next was a true icon. Tim Burgess, who for many has been the saviour of lockdown with his Listening Parties on Twitter, has finally been able to bring his ‘I Love The New Sky’ album to the stage. With big choruses and Scott Walker-ish spaciousness, the songs have the crowd dancing along. And with the set closer being an alternative take on The Charlatans classic ‘The Only One I Know’ Tim and his band proved that patience truly is a virtue.

Hopping over to the Sunrise Stage, housed beautifully in the woods, it was time to catch Dundalk based Just Mustard. Endorsed by the one and only Robert Smith, the band made my Shoegaze / Dream pop dreams come true with their blistering noise. With echoes of The Twilight Sad and Cocteau Twins, the five piece band are seriously on the rise. Lead vocalist Katie Ball captivated the audience as the wall of sound crashed around her.

Moving swiftly onto the Ballroom it was time to catch the online sensation that is Tim’s Twitter Listening Party. Tim Burgess has been inviting artists to discuss their albums on the Twitter platform whilst fans all around the world listen and discuss with them. This was the first ‘live’ event with special guests Freddie and Arni from The Vaccines discussing the bands second album ‘Come Of Age’ Both were really engaging and honest with their answers to fans questions and comments, more live events please Tim and Co.

Another band who are truly on the up and up are Bdrmm. Having released their album on Sonic Cathedral records in July 2020 it has been a slow burner of a start for them but their piercing, angular alt rock music is an absolute joy. I found myself closing my eyes and letting it hot me, consume me. These guys are destined for big, big things, the heirs to Mogwai’s throne, one to watch without a shadow of a doubt.

Back to the BBC sounds stage after a pit stop of food and drink it was time to see Shame. The South London, Post Punk group tore through tracks from their two albums (the latest being ‘Drunk Tank Pink’ was released in January this year) The crowd were as vocal as front man Charlie Steen who at one stage went crowd surfing with the masses. Most pits were formed, random hugs were taking place all whilst songs like ‘One Rizla’ filled the tent and beyond with a driving thunder.

As the day began to draw to its conclusion I decided to take a stroll to the Obelisk Arena to catch the end of Bastille Re-Orchestrated. Classically-trained Bastille frontman, Dan Smith wanted to bring fresh approach to his well known hits and I have to say it absolutely worked a treat. Adding a gospel choir to songs such as ‘The Things We Lost In The Fire’ and especially hit single ‘Pompeii’ is a genius move and the 30,000+ people there to witness it were truly honoured.

An incredible day, one that will stick long in the memory, Latitude you are a home from home, See you in 2022.

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Racism and Colourism in the Industry

©Koreaboo

The Constant Push and Pull Between Korean Fans and International Fans

Racism towards foreign members from K Netizen is astronomical and the colourist towards Korean celebrities is equally as bad, but never fully addressed. Many foreigners in Korea have expressed that there’s a lot of inexplicit racism towards them, even more so towards Southeast Asians.

Knowing that fact, it is no shock when we hear that there is racism towards idols from Southeast Asian countries. BLACKPINK Lisa, the groups Thai member and only non-Korean, and despite her being extremely talented, she receives a lot of hate and racism. Ever since her debut in 2016, Lisa has been subject to racist remarks from the Korean public, due to her being Thai, but over the past few months it has been amplified. In February 2021, leaked messages from a group chat revealed immensely hateful, mean and racist comments towards Lisa. They were discrediting her hard work and saying her success was handed to her. The comments went beyond just being rude towards Lisa, but also Thai people in general. This caused BLACKPINK fans, Blink’s, to trend #RespectLisa on social media pages in an effort to stop the hate.

Whitewashing is also a huge issue in the industry. Whitewashing, according to Google, is “deliberately attempt to conceal unpleasant or incriminating facts about (someone or something)”, but in this case it is used by the K-Pop community to describe when someone has been made to look lighter and paler than they actually are. This is something many companies and photographers do when editing their photos, as pale skin is preferred in South Korea.

Many idols have expressed that they were bullied or teased because they had darker skin, and encourage to lighten their skin. Many idols such as SISTAR Hyolyn, Mamamoo Hwasa, CL, SEVENTEEN Mingyu, NCT Haechan, WayV Lucas, EXO Kai, Twice Jihyo have all been affecter by such instances. g.o.d Park Joon is known for having a darker skin complexion despite being full Korean. He was born and raised in California, but once he arrived in South Korea to start his career, he also received a lot of discrimination.

Wether it’s by the company or public, they’ve been pushed to lighten their skin by wearing the wrong shade of foundation or using filters on their photos. Some have even faced insensitive comments from their group members, which were delivered as jokes - not realising the weight their jokes carry. This can be seen as instances of racism, as they are making fun of people who have darker skin. Click Here are some more examples of whitewashing.

It is a constant battle between western K-Pop fans and Korean K-Pop fans. As western K-Pop fans are begging for the end of whitewashing and lightening filters, but Korean K-Pop fans are reluctant to let go of the views they have from previous generations.

Sources:

Koreaboo (2018) ‘Korean Fans triggered after International Fans remove “white-washing” from Idols’ photos’, Koreaboo, 5 December. [Online] Available at: https://www.koreaboo.com/news/fans-outraged-by-idol-whitewashing-controversy/ [Accessed 27 April 2021]

Kpopmap (2018) ‘#STOP WHITEWASHING K-Pop Idols Causes Controvery In South Korea’,Koreaboo, 8 March. [Online] Available at: https://www.kpopmap.com/stop-whitewashing-kpop-idols-causes-controvery-in-south-korea/ [Accessed 27 April 2021]

Sarkar, I (2021) ‘What is #RespectLisa and why is it trending? BLINKs stand up against discrimination towards BLACKPINK's Lisa’, PinkVilla, 2 February. [Online] Available at: https://www.pinkvilla.com/entertainment/what-respectlisa-and-why-it-trending-blinks-stand-against-discrimination-towards-blackpinks-lisa-605977 [Accessed 27 April 2021]

Koreaboo. 2018. Image of Jungkook. [Online] Available at: https://www.koreaboo.com/stories/korean-fans-triggered-international-fans-remove-white-washing-idols-photos/ [Accessed 27 April 2021]

@lalalalisa_m/Instagram. 2021. Image of Lisa [Online] Available at: https://www.instagram.com/lalalalisa_m/ [Accessed 18 May 2021]

Dispatch. 2019. Image of Hyolyn. [Online] Available at: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hyolyn [Accessed 18 May 2021]

SM Entertainment. 2021. Image of Luca. [Online] Available at: https://www.smentertainment.com/Entertainment/ArtistProfile/362?Code=None&Page=9 [Accessed 18 May 2021]

Newsen.com. Image of g.o.d Joon. [Online] Available at: https://www.dkpopnews.net/2014/07/happy-birthday-to-gods-park-joon-hyung.html [Accessed 18 May 2021]

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Chapter Ten

~Sorry for the long time between updates and the short chapter. My brother just had his wedding Saturday so I've been busy~

Louis laid on Harry's sleeping chest as he scrolled through Instagram. There were multiple photos of them together at SeaWorld from yesterday and he liked every post he came across. He had posted multiple posts this morning, one post was of multiple phots of them together at SeaWorld then another post was multiple pictures of Louis in his outfit by himself, one of Harry kissing Louis' cheek in the mirror, one of their dinner set up, and one of the screen as 50 First Dates played last night. Louis woke up an hour ago, Harry still sleeping peacefully so Louis didn't want to disturb him. He had tried to move. But Harry was a human cuddle, he was attached to Louis and moved with him so Louis resigned himself to laying in bed. Louis locked his phone and tossed it further down the bed then traced delicate designs on Harry’s chest.

" Freddy, my love

I miss you more than

words can say.

Freddy, my love

Please keep in touch

while you're away.

Hearing from you can

make the day

so much better

Getting a souvenir,

Or maybe a letter.

I really flipped over the

Gray cashmere sweater ."

Louis sang softly, he didn't notice when Harry woke up as he was too busy laying on Harry's chest with. His eyes were closed as he snuggled into Harry's neck.

" Freddy, my love.

Freddy, my love.

Freddy, you know

Your absence makes

Me feel so blue

That’s okay though

Your presents makes me

Think of you

My ma will have a heart attack

When she catches

Those peddle pushers with

The black leather patches

Oh, how I wish

I had a jacket

That matches

Freddy, my love.

Freddy, my love .

Don’t keep your

Letters from me,

I thrill to every line.

Your spellings

Kinda crummy

But, Honey so is mine.

I tressure every gifty,

The ring is really nifty,

You say, it cost you fifty,

So you're thrifty,

I don't mind.

Freddy, you'll see

You'll hold me

In your arms someday

And I will be holding

My bridal bouquet

Thinking about it

My heart's pounding already

Knowing when you come home,

We're bound to go steady

And throw your service pay

Around like confetti.

Freddy, my -" Louis stopped as he stared at the phone recording him and a very awake Harry who was grinning as he stared at the screen.

"Good morning." Harry said innocently as he stopped the video and looked at Louis.

"I hate you." Louis rolled over feeling Harry's arms tighten around his body with a grin. Harry cuddled up to his back with only the comforter between their bodies.

"Let's just lay in bed and cuddle some more and sing Grease all day."

"You have a concert today." Harry groaned miserably, "come on we have to get ready and you know it."

"Why can't we just cancel."

"You'll upset your fans."

"Fine." Louis laughed rolling on to his back as Harry the blanket off of his legs and climbed out of bed. Louis watched as he stretched, his once ironed shirt was horribly wrinkled and Louis winced at the messy knot in Harry's hair.

"Do you want me to help you with that?" Louis asked as he stared at the knot

"What?!" Harry asked looking shocked as he looked at Louis.

"Your hair is knotted in the back." Louis explained confused

"My- OH! Oh uh yeah sure. Come on. If I'm up then you're up too."

Louis climbed out of the bed and followed Harry upstairs to his bedroom. Louis sat on the edge of the bed as Harry went to gather hair supplies from the ensuite. Harry came back out with an armful of things and dropped everything on the bed.

"I didn't know how bad the knot is." Harry said sheepishly as he sat on the floor between Louis' knees with his back facing him.

"It's pretty bad, but I've untangled knots on plenty of heads in my lifetime. Five sisters if you recall." Louis told him as he gently worked the hair tie out, "so what is your schedule like after your tour ends?" Louis asked

"I'll be taking a break. Focusing on my family and seeing them. Spending time with you, turning social media off for a while as well."

"That's good. You okay?"

"Yeah just exhausted. I haven't really had a long break between albums and touring. I stayed in California and Orlando these past few years and haven't really been back home to stay in a while."

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The next few days passed in a blur of kisses, cuddles, Universal Studios, and Disney World parks. However soon it was everyone's last day in Orlando, the tour bus was at Harry's house and Harry was putting what would fit in his fridge in the bus fridge. Louis helped him pack his clothes for warmer weather in South America and also stole the occasional sweater or shirt. Harry also helped him pack his own stuff along with the souvenirs they got his sisters and brother.

"I can't wait to meet them. They seem really lovely, especially your mom." Harry said as he folded the 2T outfits for Ernest and Doris.

"Well, Lottie and Fiz haven't stopped asking if I'd send pictures to them. Bloody teenagers."

"Have you?"

"No. I refuse to send pictures of my boyfriend to my sisters who not two months ago was convinced they'd marry you. I'll wait for them to calm down before I do anything. My mom however has screenshotted some of the pictures we took together that we shared and is showing you off as her son's boyfriend."

"Is she saying son or boobear?" Louis glared at the laughing man, "I'm curious."

"Shove it where the sun doesn't shine Styles."

"I sunbathe in the nude actually."

"Do you sunbathe with your cheeks spread?"

"LOUIS!" Harry shouted with a red face and huge eyes making Louis laugh

"Just curious Darling."

"No."

"Well, then the sun doesn't shine there does it. Therefore my statement remains the same. Shove your curiosity and comments where the sun doesn't shine, Styles." Harry walked over to him and ran his hands around Louis' waist until they rested on his back with his fingers locking together. Louis grinned as he ran his hands up his arms then locked his fingers behind his neck.

"I'm going to miss you. Miss you in my arms every night and miss kissing you and miss just seeing you."

"I know. I'm going to miss you too, but you only have a month left."

"I know and our families will be together for my last show in Manchester where we'll go out together for a celebratory dinner that I am paying for so make sure your mother leaves her wallet."

"I'll tell her, but she's quite stubborn."

"She passed it to you. I still can't believe we had a whole argument over who would pay the bill at the restaurant."

Louis blushed remembering the argument, eventually, the lady took Harry's card mostly because she didn't care to acknowledge his presence the entire time, but Louis paid the tip. Harry and Louis started arguing again in the car and it was pretty bad considering it was over something so stupid. Louis had sat in the back patio while Harry went to the bedroom and it wasn't until neither of them could fall asleep at two in the morning that they met on the staircase sheepishly. They had apologized to each other for an hour, almost starting another argument about who should apologize, but they had laughed at both of their stubborn natures and talked it through.

It had been their first real conversation about everything. Louis hadn't realized he was nervous about his fans thinking he was with Harry for his money until he said it and Harry hadn't realized how toxic his relationship was until he told Louis how he always paid for everything. How he just so used to handing his card over for anything and everything. Louis had told him he thought Harry thought he was poor when he wasn't and Harry had told him he didn't and trusted Louis to know when and how much he could spend and if at anytime he couldn't it wasn't a big deal. Considering they had only been together for five months it was a serious conversation about finances and money. Louis hadn't realized how serious they were until after that conversation. Finance talk was for serious couples, couples thinking of moving in together and staying together after a year or more of dating. It calmed them both knowing they wer3 both very serious and this wasn't some small relationship until someone else came along.

"To be fair. I planned the dinner so I should have paid."

"Yes alright. Let's not talk about it anymore." Louis chuckled as he zipped up his suitcase, "are you sure I can't change your ticket? Just ride with us to New York and-"

"Harry you know I can't. I have to get home, get back on Manchester time, and get back to work."

"I'm going to miss you is all."

"I know. I'll miss you too." Louis leaned up and kissed Harry gently grinning when Harry kissed him back pulling him in closer, "Just four more weeks."

"I guess." Harry kissed his forehead before pulling him into a tight hug that Louis snuggled into. The rest of the day was spent making sure everyone had everything and spending time together. Harry, Liam, Zayn, and Niall had become close over the week, Harry seemed to have fit himself perfectly on the circle with ease.

Niall and Harry would sit by the pool or fire and play the guitar together, Zayn and Harry would talk about hair products they liked and didn't like and talked about their tattoos with Liam a lot. Liam and Zayn showing Harry some of their couple tattoos. Liam and Harry seemed to do everything else, Harry showing Liam how to cook, how to play guitar with Niall, they once spent five hours in Harry's home studio together. Liam and Harry were probably the closest, always talking about something and even going head to head in air hockey and ping pong in Harry's basement. Harry and Liam were also partners in beer pong after Harry’s last Orlando concert where Harry had a small party with the bandmates and them. Louis was pretty sure Liam was trying to convince Harry on a new tattoo design too since Harry had mentioned he wanted a new one.

Eventually, the time came and they all piled into the tour bus so Harry could take them to the airport and get on the road to New York. New York is the last stop until South America, Ireland then finally back home in the UK. Louis and Harry hugged and kissed and said their goodbyes in the airport before Louis had to go through security.

"Have a safe flight. Text me when you land."

"I will. I'll see you in a few weeks." One last kiss before Louis was following the lads through security and waving at Harry.

"Just a few weeks

Lou." Liam told him

"I know but it doesn't make it any easier." Louis told him

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[TRANS] Doyoung’s interview with Grazia September 2019 issue!

Q: I heard you participated in the recording for the Idol Sports Athletic Championships <ISAC> yesterday? A: Yes. I also competed in archery.

Q: Actually, you are considered a member who doesn't like moving. It must have been a big decision. A: At the very least, I participated in a sport that requires the least movement. hahaha.

Q: Can we look forward to an outstanding performance? A: In last year's New Year special of <ISAC> we won the silver medal in archery. This time, I practiced a lot whenever I had time so I think it's good to look forward to it.

Q: So you actually practiced A: All the idols who participated in a competition practiced. I especially practiced a lot this time so I was personally also kinda looking forward to it. The archery teacher too thought it was a shame we just won the silver medal last time, so he also put in more effort into teaching us.

Q: Since January this year, starting in Seoul, you've been around the world from North America to South America, Asia, and even Europe to hold concerts. Since you had been touring for over 6 months, you must have learned a lot? A: I personally did, but I also think our team has grown quite a bit. We've been really busy for almost half a year. Especially in the case of the U.S. tour, we performed every other day so it was physically demanding. However, I think this difficult process made us able to grow. And thanks for the fans' support, I was able to overcome the difficult times mentally and physically. I felt the importance of the fans once again during this tour. I really thought of them as a big support to help me endure. I really realized they are a huge comfort for me to help me withstand.

Q: Please share any special memorable moments that happened during the tour with us A: The show in Atlanta was especially memorable. It was where pop artists, who we know just by hearing their names, have held concerts before and all their pictures are hanging in a large hallway. Among them, only artists who sell-out will be given the 'sold out'-sign. Thankfully, our show got sold-out so we got the sign on our picture too and because of that I felt very strange.

Q: The distances you traveled during the tour were huge. You must have spent a lot of time on the plane. What do you usually do (during the flight)? A: I like to watch dramas, so I downloaded a lot of dramas and movies. However during the tour, since we didn't have much rest, I spent most of it sleeping.

Q: Then, what do you always have to carry with you on board/ A: an iPad to watch dramas and AirPods. There's not much more than that (laughs).

Q: What do you, recently, like to watch? A: A while ago I had a lot of fun watching <Search: WWW>. Also, although it might sound like I'm doing a promo, but my hyung (actor Gongmyung) is starring in a drama nowadays. I wouldn't have mentioned it if it wasn't a fun drama but his drama <Melo Is My Nature> is pretty fun.

Q: We can't miss talking about your appearance on <King of Masked Singer>. You made quite a hot topic after receiving more than 70 votes in three consecutive rounds and going to the finals. A: I was preparing (for my performance) while we were on tour and although it was busy and hectic, it was a special experience. I was really happy during the whole process as I originally always loved singing. Actually, since my trainee days, <King of Masked Singer> has been a program I wanted to compete on. My desire to receive good results were, as expected, big. However, as the recording day was nearing, I thought it was more important to have fun with myself. So I sang songs that I like and do well at.

Q: Usually, when you appear on King of Masked Singer you have to keep it a secret until you reveal yourself. How was it? Did you keep it a secret from the NCT members? A: Anyhow, because I had to prepare, they saw me go out for practice at dawn so then I honestly told them. Although there were some members who didn't ask me until the very end. They saw me for the first time during the broadcast hahaha.

Q: How did the members react after seeing the broadcast? A: Actually, the members were more interested in the sexy dance I showed as a personal talent than the song I performed. It created quite the buzz so I was teased a lot (laughs).

Q: After seeing (your) past interview, I can really tell you love your voice A: Since I was young, I hoped my voice would be a bit more unique. Since I felt it wasn't really special, I wanted to have my own vocal color. So I tried to follow people whom you can recognize after just listening to one bar and who has special tones. But as time went by, I realized it's nice to have a voice like mine, one that people don't really dislike and is nice to listen to. I really like my own voice now (laughs).

Q: Doyoung's singing skills is something anyone will acknowledge. When I look at your NCT Music YouTube Channel, you especially cover song of female singers, is there a particular reason? A: There's not really a specific reason. But I think it's the beauty to paint the cover with your own color that will set you apart from the original artists. When I cover a song by female singers, I can lower the vocal range or color it with my own voice and I'm free to choose what I want to do. I think that's probably why I often pick (female artists songs). And it's also simply because they are my favourite artists. (laughs).

Q: When I watch your cover videos I can tell you use a lot of different concepts and put a lot of thought into them. A: I'm the type to prepare many different things when I do something myself. For example, I think about where to use a mic or not, and if so, what kind of mic and also if I should shoot a video separately or not after recording (the cover). The song is important but I'm one to actively comment on what would go well with the video.

Q: Not long ago, you brother Gongmyung said that traveling with his younger brother was something that was on his bucket list. Did you know of this plan? A: I knew because we always talked about going on a trip together, but it isn't easy for us to find a when we're both free. I really want to go someday. I think it would be fun to show you our trip through a reality show..

Q: Where would you like to go if you were to travel together? A: Actually, the place doesn't matter. My brother and I don't really enjoy drinking much but we would still drink a bit (laughs). So I think it would be fun to travel around to find the local sake of each region.

Q: I heard your personal slogan is 'Let's live like myself'. So how is it to live as Doyoung? A: I'm the type to believe that I can do well and lives thinking positively. For example, I think to myself, ‘I am doing well right now' and 'I am cool' when I'm shooting a pictorial. I try to believe in myself.

Q: Then, what did you tell yourself during the shoot earlier? A: Hahaha. Actually, I was kinda embarrassed but the staff's support is really amazing... (laughs).

Q: What is something special to Doyoung only? A: Although the same might go for other singers, but I really love to sing. I realized it's my love for singing and the fans' support that helps me overcome the hard times when I'm tired.

Q: It might seem like a big question, but what is Doyoung's life goal? A: Since I was young I had chosen artists who are the artists of my life. Because I've been listening to Park Hyoshin, Adam Levine, Oasis and Taeyeon sunbaenim since I was young, I will be able to say a lot of credit will go to them when I become a good vocalist in the future. Although I might add more (artists) in the future, but I think it's my life goal and iron rule to sing like them.

Q: What kind of artists do you dream of to be? A: It's my dream to do music which people who listen to will love rather than just doing music only I like. I hope to experience many more places, with many more songs and have a great time together with lots of people.

Q: The dream of someone who wanted to be a singer since he was young has already come true. What's is your next dream? A: Maybe not to the extent of directing, but I want to challenge producing a performance/concert. Although I'm still lacking and am not at that level yet, I hope to be become someone who can share and express their opinions during the preparations for my own performance someday.

Translation: Esmee @ FY! NCT (NCTINFO) | Source: Grazia Scans — Do not repost or take out without our permission!

#NCT #doyoung #Grazia #Grazia: September 2019 #t:trans #t:interview

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