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SEVENTEEN FIC RECS (S.Coups/에스쿱스) pt. 2

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Sweet Danger by @edenesth

cinnamon buns & warm hugs, pranks by @forcheol

to be in love by @daegutowns

a love that burns brightly by @wooahaes

dad of the year by @wondernus

Fireflies with you by @welcometomyoasis

take a chance with me by @hrts4hanniehae

Snowed In by @stayteezdreams

must love dogs by @nevernonline

All of the Girls You've Loved Before by @highvern

ONE LAST TIME by @spamgyu

boyfriend!Cheol // meeting the members by @wonwoonlight

drunken call by @magisland

Drunk with Love by @beomboomboom

[20:37] [20:17] by @gyu-effect

[2:08] glimpse of us, in which you get hurt in a car accident by @wongyuuu

your cherry flavored kisses by @hannyoontify

그렇더라고요 (when you love someone) by DAY6 by @shuahoonie

BANDAGES + KISSES by @hanggarae

Pucking Chemistry @minnieminshi

drabbles 1, 2 by @seungcheorry

9:47 am, eat. play. love. by @husbandhoshi

Still In This Holy Ground by @hirayaaraw

cherry bows by @slytherinshua

nightcap by @j-pping

third eye, For You by @writer-k-pop

april showers bring may flowers by @hannyoontify

live stream by @pileofwords

baby-proofing by @sluttywoozi

our ending is made for each other by @savventeen

Diamond, Mi Vida by @ontowanderlust

loved by @rubywonu

love by rubywonu-deactivated20230712

Raising Roses {on-going} by @hannieehaee

my pillow by @alohajun

53: the relief of fatalistic recklessness by @97-liners

baguette by @bwinnies

tripped by @sebastiannewai

how seungcheol says “i love you” for the first time by @boowanie

the truth untold by @viastro

virtue of humility by @haokyeom

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the book of us — masterlist

non-idol!zerobaseone x reader

wc — projected to be 10-15k words per story under side a, 5-10k words per story under side b general genre/warnings — fluff, angst, crack, band au, a mix of college, fresh graduates, and highschool aus, crazy case of loserism from the zb1 guys (as it should be), music is the connecting factor <3 make sure to read every story's respective genre/warnings important notes — stories can be read as standalones but it's highly encouraged to read through all! all previous and upcoming y/ns will be referred to as __!y/n titles and synopsis are subject to change but plots/genres are pretty set author's note — happy 500 followers! you cannot separate me from my zb1 guys and day6... i'm excited for this series so please send strength my way <3 i hope you guys stay seated for this series :D thank u again to @vernyangel and @shegotthewoobies for the support and helping me create this universe! always remember that reblogging helps a ton and will help me gain traction :3

want to be part of the series taglist? fill out the form! masterlist

synopsis — listen closely to the stories of zb1 as they find themselves entangled in lives filled with friendships, passions, hardships, love, and of course, music!

SIDE A

kim gyuvin’s track: missing home // teaser

when kim gyuvin is forced to volunteer at an animal shelter, the last thing he expects is to be compared to a rescued dog. (and to fall in love with you.) — strangers to lovers to exes to lovers, small town au, summer au, fluff, angst, based on “i smile” by day6

seok matthew’s track: the ballad of a lovestruck friend

while everyone seems to know who seok matthew’s crush is, he refuses to reveal the identity to you. (now, why’s everyone calling you dense?) — friends to lovers, university au, fluff, based on “i like you” by day6

kim taerae’s track: the plotted invisible string

if kim taerae had any regrets, it would be not asking out his first love. luckily for him, he’s got another shot now. (how’s he going to mastermind it this time?) — strangers to friends to lovers, highschool & university au, fluff, crack, based on “wanna go back” & “chocolate” by day6

zhang hao’s track: on (your) strings

if there’s anything zhang hao hated, it’s double harmonics, paganini’s caprice no. 24, and the annoying viola player in orchestra. (so why can’t he stop thinking about you?) — enemies to lovers, university (master’s) au, fluff, angst, based on “i wait” by day6

kim jiwoong’s track: first day(s) on the job

although kim jiwoong is set to impress his boss, he’s unlucky to be assigned with the clueless intern who seems to always cause a mess. (maybe you two wouldn’t be staying in your jobs for that long.) — strangers to lovers, workplace au, crack, fluff, angst, based on “man in a move” by day6

SIDE B

shen quanrui/ricky’s track: eye for talent

as ricky plans to invest in the next big band, his eyes are set on the university crowd’s favorite bar for their breakthrough. (and the owner who always says no to him.) — strangers to lovers, university au, fluff, angst, based on “emergency” by day6

park gunwook’s track: lost in translation

although park gunwook wants to make his name in underground hiphop scene, he’s set on meeting the respected, masked rapper that took the community by a storm. (it just so happens that he didn’t know he fucked up his first meeting with you.) — strangers to lovers, university au, crack, fluff, based on “what can i do?” by day6

sung hanbin’s track: 8,000 kilometers worth

if there’s one thing sung hanbin wasn’t expecting, it’s being kept far away from you. (did you two have what it takes to sustain it?) — established relationship, angst, based on “about now” by day6

han yujin’s track: slowly bruising but healing

han yujin’s biggest enemy is himself, but you’re here to remind him of his worth amidst a sea of criticism. (all you can hope is that he’ll listen to your voice as he hopes the same for you.) — platonic, highschool au, angst, coming-of-age, based on “marathon” by day6

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How to Love?

genre:; fluff, angst (not really). word counting: 1754

Seungmin x reader (ft. mingyu of seventeen). college Seungmin!. Medicine student Seungmin! (will write lots of university fics because im delulu college student *sobs)

wherein:  You are just curious, and you asked for tips from your friend, who willingly helped you.

i reccommend you to listen "how to love" by Day6

You've never been in a relationship before.

Your focus has always been on studying. Study. And more study.

Aiming for the top has always been your priority, which is why the idea of having a boyfriend (or girlfriend) never even crossed your mind.

Besides, no one’s ever asked you out, so why bother thinking about relationships when the opportunity hasn’t even presented itself? (By the way, you’re not some stereotypical nerd. You love makeup and dressing up for yourself.)

But now that you’re in college, things are different. Your goals are getting harder to achieve. It’s not just that the course is challenging; it’s also because it’s not what you wanted to study in the first place. You’re here because of family pressure, and that’s made it even harder to keep up with your lessons.

In college, you start to realize something important:

Studying too much can really drain you.

As you look around, you notice how others are balancing their lives. Your deskmate parties every weekend, yet somehow she has the same grades as you. The notorious bad boy sitting in front, who’s always playing with girls' hearts and puts his studies at the bottom of his priority list, scored higher than you in Differential Equations.

And then there’s your dorm mate, who blushes while talking to someone on the phone. She has a boyfriend, yet she manages to balance her studies without letting it distract her. (By the way, why is she blushing?)

"I'm tired, physically and mentally," you say, resting your head on the cafeteria table while Seungmin, your friend, munches on his sandwich.

"That's what you get after not sleeping for several days and then pressuring yourself too much," he replies, continuing to eat his sandwich—wait, that’s yours!

You lift your head, tired but still sane.

"Then what should I do? What do college students do? Isn’t it our responsibility to learn?"

Seungmin rolls his eyes at your statement. "What are we, robots?" He puts down your sandwich and wipes his mouth with a napkin, realizing that it’s yours and that he should stop eating. (Only 1/8 of the sandwich is left.)

"Listen, you need to get a life. You’re wasting your college years with your nose buried in books. You should enjoy college because after this, adult life limits your happiness. So, as long as you can, enjoy and live your life."

On a normal day, you’d tease him, calling him dumb and saying he’s talking nonsense, but maybe because you’re so tired, or something else, for the first time what he’s saying makes sense.

"Wow, you’re making sense." Your face lights up, and Seungmin can’t help but laugh. "Is that what studying medicine does to you?"

"I'm always a genius, you dumbass. Eat my medals."

What Seungmin said rings in your brain. For the first time, you don’t stress about the upcoming exam.

"Seungmin," you call out after a long, comfortable silence.

"What?"

"I should date."

"Date what?"

"Date someone."

Suddenly, Seungmin clasps his hands together in an overly dramatic way and closes his eyes.

"Finally, my prayers have been heard."

But how do you start?

You weren’t pressured by your surroundings, right? You just want to experience it.

Experience.

But how?

"How?" you ask Seungmin when you sit under the mango tree, studying (again).

"How what? Don’t ask me math questions."

"I mean… how did you meet Shin?" you ask, closing your book.

Seungmin has a lot of experience in love. He’s had many girlfriends (and why not? He’s handsome). So asking him questions about love is never difficult.

Seungmin looks at you intently, his face showing a hint of curiosity.

"She came to me."

"And then what?" Curiosity is evident on your face. Why haven’t you asked him questions like this before?

"And then we dated."

"That fast?"

"It’s because she loved me too much, and I was just doing her a favor." You slap him hard.

"You’re a playboy."

"I’m not. I’m kind."

"So if anyone likes you, you just date them?"

"Well… no."

"I think I’m an idiot for asking you for advice." You lean back and open your book again.

Seungmin laughs at you. He realizes you must be serious about your decision, so why not help? (As a good friend should.)

"Okay, now listen to me. You won’t regret this decision, right?"

"Why are you getting scary?" you comment as he speaks with an unusually serious face.

"I mean, as your friend—a handsome friend, mind you—I’m going to tell you…" He pauses for dramatic effect. "How to love."

You pause, then hit his arm.

"Why are you making that serious face? You’re so funny." You both laugh, and when you’re tired from laughing, Seungmin continues.

"First, fall in love."

"Well, step one is kinda hard."

"Just use your charm, and then you’ll find love. And never let go of the people who want to take care of you. Have you seen yourself? You’re pushing people away."

"I am?" You think back to times in your life when you’ve pushed people away.

"Yes. So never do that. And if you find love, contact me for step two." He laughs, then stands up and runs off.

"What is this, a YouTube tutorial?" you sigh and open your book again, but your attention isn’t there.

"How can I find it?"

You sat alone at your usual spot in the cafeteria, a tray of untouched food in front of you. The sounds of chatter and laughter surrounded you, but your mind was elsewhere, replaying Seungmin's words about finding love. You let out a small sigh, thinking about how you’d even begin.

As you poked at your sandwich, someone slid into the seat across from you. You looked up, surprised. It was Mingyu, the handsome senior from your department. You’d seen him around before, but never this close. He had a confident, easygoing smile that made your heart skip a beat.

“Hey,” he said casually, setting his coffee down. “Mind if I sit here?”

You blinked, momentarily lost for words, then nodded. “Sure.”

He grinned. “I’ve seen you around. You’re always so focused, it’s impressive.”

You felt a blush creep up your cheeks. “Thanks, I guess. I just… try to stay on top of things.”

“You don’t have to explain,” he chuckled. “I get it. College is a lot. But you know, it’s also important to have fun.”

You looked at him, curiosity piqued. “And what do you do for fun?”

Mingyu leaned back, taking a sip of his coffee before answering. “I hang out with friends, play some basketball, and sometimes… I just like to talk to interesting people.”

Your heart fluttered at his words, and you couldn’t help but smile. The conversation flowed naturally from there—jokes, stories, shared frustrations about classes. Time seemed to fly by, and before you knew it, the bell rang, signaling the end of the lunch period.

Mingyu stood up, grabbing his things. “Hey, this was fun. Can I get your number? Maybe we can do this again sometime.”

Your heart raced as you fumbled to take out your phone. “Yeah, sure.”

After exchanging numbers, Mingyu flashed you one last smile before heading off to his next class. You sat there for a moment, still processing what had just happened. Then, without thinking, you grabbed your phone and dialed Seungmin.

“I think I found it,” you said as soon as he picked up.

Seungmin's voice on the other end was a mix of surprise and amusement. “Already? Wow, that was fast.”

Later that day, you met Seungmin again, and he couldn’t believe how quickly things had progressed. “So, what’s step two?” you asked, eager to hear more of his so-called wisdom.

Seungmin smirked. “Step two is to develop trust. It’s not easy, especially when you don’t know someone that well, but it’s crucial.”

You nodded, feeling a bit anxious. Trust wasn’t something you gave easily, but you were determined to see this through.

As days turned into weeks, you and Mingyu kept in touch, though not always frequently. He was busy with his senior projects, and you were swamped with your own studies, but whenever you did talk, there was a comfort and ease that made you feel safe. You found yourself trusting him, even when he wasn’t around.

One day, he invited you to a coffee shop off-campus. You said yes without hesitation. The atmosphere was cozy, with soft music playing in the background. As you sat across from Mingyu, sipping your drinks and chatting about anything and everything, you felt a warmth spread through you.

“I really enjoy spending time with you,” Mingyu said, his eyes twinkling as he looked at you. “Will you go out with me?”

You didn’t answer right away, but the smile on your face said it all.

The next time you saw Seungmin, he could tell something had changed. You were happier, lighter, and it was all thanks to Mingyu. “Alright, you’re ready for step three,” Seungmin said with a grin.

“What’s that?” you asked, still smiling from your last date.

“Build commitment. That’s the final step,” he said, though there was a hint of something else in his voice—something you couldn’t quite place. But you were too caught up in your happiness to notice.

As the days passed, you and Mingyu grew closer. You spent more time together, studying, laughing, sharing your dreams and fears. You felt safe with him, and that trust grew into something deeper. But every now and then, when you were with Seungmin, you’d catch him looking at you with an expression you couldn’t quite read.

One afternoon, you were in the library with Mingyu, your heads bent over your books. Seungmin walked by, and you looked up, catching his eye. He smiled, a soft, bittersweet smile that made your heart ache just a little. He was happy for you, that much was clear, but there was something more—something he wasn’t saying.

You watched him walk away, a thought nagging at the back of your mind. But before you could dwell on it, Mingyu nudged you, making you laugh with another one of his jokes. The moment passed, and you pushed the thought aside.

But deep down, you knew. You knew there was more to Seungmin’s advice than just friendly concern. And as you watched him disappear into the stacks of books, you realized that maybe, just maybe, the steps to love he’d shared with you were ones he’d already taken… with you.

[scary-grace]

Readers listens to artists like Lord Huron, wave to earth,day6, the last shadow puppets that sort of vibe. Their music tastes are similar enough for the most part however if a song is a little too romantic he will second guess himself because what if she doesn't know that he's playing for her (she does) or what if she thinks its weird (she thinks its the cutest thing in the world)

Unfortunately writing is not a talent I possess however if you wanted to write it I would simply be obsessed. You are my favorite Shigaraki fic writer and I know youd be able to do my silly little idea justice😭(If you do decide to write it please feel more than welcome to change reader's music taste to something more comfortable for you if you'd like! I know not every artist is for everyone) But I just wanted to thank you so much not only for the amazing work you put out but also for being so kind!

Ahh, thank you for the kind words about my writing! I’ve been thinking about this AU all day long, and this is my first shot at the first not-meeting between Tomura and the reader! I like the music taste you’ve given her (esp the Lord Huron) but I wanted the first song to be a little more egregious 😅 if this is what you had in mind I’d love to write more!

When Tomura rented this apartment, he had no idea the walls were so fucking thin. No matter where he is in the apartment, he can hear absolutely everything that’s going on around him. The couple in the apartment above him fighting. The couple in the apartment on the left having such obnoxiously loud sex that he almost wonders if they’re doing it just to piss him off. The guys below him would be all right, except they play Mario Kart twenty-four seven, with the volume on. Any time Tomura wants to do anything — take a nap, do his homework, play guitar, get two seconds to think — he has to do it along the right-side wall of his one-bedroom apartment. At least that’s where his bedroom is.

It sucks not to be able to use most of the apartment he’s paying for. Tomura’s going to host a jam session here in revenge as soon as he can get the rest of the band to pay attention instead of spending forever decorating their own apartments in nicer buildings than this one. In the meantime, there’s at least one spot where he can hear himself think.

Tomura knows there’s somebody living in the apartment on the right. You moved in a day or so after Tomura did, and he only knows what you look like because you asked him where the laundry room is. You were smiling when you asked him, and you’re cute, so of course he fucked it up and just pointed instead of telling you or asking for your name. You’re cute and you’re quiet. That makes you Tomura’s favorite neighbor by default.

He’s sprawled out on his bed, tuning his guitar in preparation for band practice tonight, when he hears you humming on the other side of the wall. At first he thinks you’re just humming random notes, which he doesn’t hate as long as you’re on-key, which you are. In the time it takes for Tomura to recognize the hook, you’ve already started singing.

“Yeah, it’s over, it’s over, I’m circling these vultures, got me praying, man, this hunger, feeling something rotten —” Sit Next to Me, Foster the People. Tomura doesn’t hate the song choice. “Last time I saw you, said “What’s up?” and pushed right through. Then I tried to catch you, but we’re always on the move…”

“And now it’s over, we’re sober, symptoms of the culture,” Tomura mumbles under his breath, “and the night ain’t getting younger, last call’s around the corner —”

“Feeling kind of tempted and I’m pouring out the truth, fading out these talkers ‘cause now all I want is you, just sayin’ —“

“Come over here, sit next to me,” Tomura sings, only to remember that he’s not the band’s lead singer and there’s a reason for that. He shuts up in a hurry, and you keep singing. We can see where things go naturally, just say the word and I’ll part the sea —”

The walls are thin. So thin that they might as well be hospital privacy curtains, which means that if Tomura could hear you humming, you can definitely hear him singing. This is a nightmare. It’s a good thing Tomura doesn’t live in the same building as any of his bandmates. With how goddamn fucking thin the walls are, they’d have heard him singing a nonconsensual duet with the girl in the apartment next to him, and they’d never let him live it down.

He’s not going to live it down anyway. When he gets to band practice still humming Sit Next To Me, he gets roasted so hard by the rest of the band that he’s surprised his guitar case doesn’t catch on fire.

part 2 ->

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I wanted to do a radioapple ship

Beneath the Mask

Mushishield

Redeem/Heaven Alastor week day6-Beneath the Mask

Alastor had always lived for the stage. Even before Michael carved his once-angelic grace into a visage befitting Hell’s torment, he understood the allure hidden within a smile. A grin could conceal secrets; a well-timed joke could deflect the sharpest accusations.

When fate—or a more insidious design—decreed he watch over Lucifer and his daughter, Alastor did not protest. With an elegant tilt of his head, he donned the mask of a sinner and descended into the abyss.

His transformation was seamless yet profound. Radiant wings, once symbols of purity, darkened to black-edged shadows. His halo dimmed to a fragile spark, and his voice, once divine, now carried an alluring rasp. Michael’s magic was woven so intricately that even Lucifer missed the divine pulse buried within Alastor’s soul—or so he believed.

“Keep an eye on him,” Michael had commanded. “Lucifer is plotting something. His daughter may tip the balance. Get close.”

Alastor embraced his role, crafting a reputation until he became Hell’s ultimate dealmaker—a demon with an unshakable grin. Eyes alight with mirth, laughter trailing his steps, he schemed his way to an audience with the Morningstar.

Meeting Lucifer shattered Alastor’s expectations. He anticipated the ultimate traitor, a rebel who spat defiance at Heaven’s throne. Instead, he found raw freedom. Lucifer bowed to no one and laughed at the triumph of a war already won.

Alastor found himself enthralled.

Fascination kindled into admiration, then ignited into forbidden love—a betrayal of Heaven’s will. Yet beneath his illusion, Alastor remained an angel, tethered to a cause that no longer stirred within him.

Lucifer saw through it all. He had pierced not only the mask of Alastor’s deception but also the essence of his identity.

In a fateful moment, Lucifer uttered the name buried in Heaven’s archives: “Alastar.”

The facade crumbled.

“How long,” Lucifer murmured, circling him with predatory grace, “did you think your masquerade would fool me?”

Alastor’s smile faltered. Words failed him.

Lucifer leaned close, golden eyes burning through pretense. “Did you think I wouldn’t notice?”

Alastor swallowed hard as the truth pressed upon him.

Lucifer chuckled softly, gloved fingers brushing the trembling curve of Alastor’s jaw. “A masterful actor, even Michael underestimated your performance… But your eyes?” His thumb traced Alastor’s cheekbone. “They betrayed you every time you smiled.”

The realization dawned on him—Lucifer had been aware of the situation from the beginning. He’d watched, waited, and let Alastor’s lies unfurl like a game.

“I wonder,” Lucifer mused, tilting Alastor’s chin until their breaths mingled, “can you reclaim the angel you were? Or has the mask become your truth?” His voice softened, edged with something perilously close to tenderness. “Can you return from this fall, Alastar… or do you want to?”

Alastor’s heart raced. He meant to deny it, to swear his loyalty to Heaven—but as Lucifer’s touch lingered, warm and deliberate, the words dissolved. He closed his eyes, leaning into the king’s palm. The mask he’d worn to claim Lucifer’s trust had instead claimed him. He was now a fallen angel, and Heaven’s light no longer felt like home.

When Alastor opened his eyes, Lucifer’s smirk had gentled into reassurance. “Fear not, my little angel,” he whispered. “My brother may have cast you aside… But I will always keep you in my home and in my bed. Always.”

Alastor nodded, breath catching as Lucifer pulled him into his arms.

“Now,” Lucifer murmured, lips grazing Alastor’s own.

The kiss was not a collision but a surrender—slow, deliberate, and molten with promises unspoken.

When they parted, Lucifer’s thumb brushed Alastor’s lips. “Welcome home, my Alastar."

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VVIP

Pairing: Day6 x female reader

Genre: fluff

Tropes: idol au, meet cute, emotional fluff, fan service, hurt/comfort

Warnings: mentioning loosely of the passing of a loved one

Word count: 3070

Author’s Note: So, I came up with this idea for my best friend @this-song-thats-only-for-you when she mentioned a rock band was a VVIP at her workplace the other day. She works at the airport, and Wonpil started to bug me about writing a cute little scenario of her being at work and her favourite band coming through the doors. What I wasn’t prepared for was how emotional this story would get for me to write, given Sem and I were meant to be going to see Day6 with Mum in concert this weekend. Most of you know, my Mum passed away in December, and we haven’t been able to afford going to see them live. This has turned into a little healing piece for us both. I hope you enjoy it too.

Anyway, Sem, this one’s for us. I can’t wait to watch a Day6 concert with you on Saturday xx

“Did you hear?” Bee started and you lifted your head from the buffet you were clearing out to look at her. “We have VVIPs coming in today.”

“We do?” you repeated, your mind running through the itinerary of potential guests for the private airport lounge you worked in. Collecting another empty tray from the influx of passengers who had demolished the buffet over the past two hours, you followed Bee into the kitchen. You were still clueless about who the special guests meant to be arriving were. “Who?”

“Some rock band,” she said with a shrug, and whilst you were curious, you didn’t think too much of it either and went back out to get more trays for the service team to clean. You were on the desk today, so you could be greeting whatever rockstars were meant to be coming through. The last thing you needed was to get pasta sauce on your uniform helping the kitchen staff clean up whilst the lounge was closed between arriving and departing flights.

“I don’t think you’ll be here for it though,” Bee tacked on when she came back out to assist you. Of course, she had to say something that didn’t affect your shift at all. You rolled your eyes at her as she grinned.

“Well, you better make sure your food is top-notch or else you know who will complain,” you teased, and Bee dropped a serving spoon with a clunk into another empty tray.

She shuddered dramatically. “Don’t manifest that! Yesterday, she complained to me about work I wasn’t even here for.”

“Of course. It’s your fault you weren’t here to do it,” you remarked, moving your tongue into your cheek naughtily. It was nice to be able to vent to your workmate who got your assistant manager’s nitpicking woes.

Rockstars all forgotten about, you helped with refreshing the buffet and drinks before the lounge opened again.

You only had an hour left to your shift, and since no one was coming through the doors, you were texting your best friend Elle about afternoon plans once you got home. Hearing the lounge door ding before opening, you quickly deposited your phone onto a hidden shelf and pasted on a smile to greet the new arrivals before lifting your gaze up.

“Hello, welcome to the lounge, how can I assist….”

Blinking furiously, you then froze. Surely, you were dreaming, right?

“Hello?” a man, presumably a manager, said in accented English, holding out a business card and boarding passes.

With names you recognised. Holy shit.

“Uh. Hello,” you managed, trying not to break out into a sweat. “Hi. Um. Welcome. Do you have passes into the lounge today?”

Were they the rock band Bee had mentioned?

“No, but we can purchase entrance, correct?”

“Yes, you can.”

“Excellent. It will be quiet in here.”

You almost laughed hysterically, your hands trembling as you took the held-out information and checked it over. There were three others you didn’t know, but the names Yoon Dowoon, Park Sungjin, Kang Younghyun, and Kim Wonpil you did.

Intimately.

Gods. Your cheeks had to be scarlet by now. It was by some miracle you were able process the payment and not combust into flames on the spot.

“Shouldn’t you be in Auckland, not here?” you wondered, and then froze again momentarily when you realised you said it out loud.

“I knew it!” Younghyun, more known to you as Young K, exclaimed, laughing with satisfaction and leaning passed another member of their group. “You know who we are, don’t you?”

“Y-yeah.”

“Are you a fan of our band Day6?” Sungjin asked, and you had to commit this all to memory. Elle was going to absolutely flip when you told her.

“Of course, she is.”

“Let her answer,” Dowoon scolded the older members, and you nodded.

“Are you coming to our concert?” Wonpil asked with earnest, and you sighed. He picked up on it. “No?”

“Uh, my best friend and I really wanted to go. With her mother. She was a bigger fan than us somehow.” You stopped, letting out a watery laugh thinking about the rocky last few months your best friend and adopted family had been through. Of how you had all planned to go up to Auckland tomorrow for the concert on Saturday. It was strange how life could tip you all upside down and change everything into a different perspective. How could you tell the waiting members of your favourite band that you couldn’t attend their concert without bursting into tears? You settled on saying, “But uh, no.”

“No?” Younghyun probed, frowning. You swallowed down the emotion in your throat and he smiled kindly. “That’s too bad. At least we got to meet you now.”

Their manager, who had walked off, only to realise they hadn’t followed, came back and started talking in fast-paced Korean to the group, Wonpil shooting you a polite smile whilst listening. You were standing there, somewhat smiling back at a man you had watched for years online, had sung heartily along with when listening to their songs, and had his beautiful face as your lockscreen on your phone right now.

What even was this life?

“Yeah, yeah,” Brian replied in English, shooting you an easy smile and translating what had been said for your benefit. “We were hungry, so of course we need to utilise our time before our next flight to eat first. It’s nice meeting you… Y/N.”

You startled at him knowing your name until you realised he had paused to read your name tag. You nodded dizzily. “Please enjoy your meal.”

And as soon as you watched them go over to a table and dump their belongings down at it and then head over to the food, you had already broken work protocol by not asking first and pushed call on your phone. “Elle,” you squeaked out, trying not to hyperventilate.

“What’s wrong?”

“How fast do you think you could drive across town? No, don’t drive. You won’t be able to when I tell you what I have to say right now. Actually, you need to get in the car and come here right now! I’ll pay for parking.”

“Are you alright?!”

“No? Yes? I don’t know! Elle, you’ll never guess who’s—” Whimpering when you realised who was standing in front of you again, you blinked several times at Wonpil.

“I uh, just wanted to tell you that your friend should drive very safely. We have three hours here.”

Oh god, how had he heard you from over here? Unless he was watching you.

“Wh-what?”

“Y/N… did I just hear. No, I can’t be. I’m going insane, right?”

Wonpil smiled brightly, somehow hearing Elle’s voice. “Can I?”

“You want my phone?”

“Please.”

“Uh, sure,” you said shakily, handing the device over to your biggest celebrity crush, and watched dumbfoundedly as he spoke to your best friend on the phone.

“Hello, are you Y/N’s best friend who loves our group Day6? Please drive safely. We don’t want you hurt in any way.”

“She can’t get through,” you murmured, thinking of security reasons, and dashed away from the desk and into your boss’ office. Thankfully, the more level-headed one.

“Y/N?”

“I have a huge favour to ask. Can we get a visitor pass?”

“What? What’s going on?”

You explained loosely the absolute miracle that was unfolding, unsure how you were even still upright. Your boss was already signing the visitor pass before you were finished. Smiling warmly at you, your boss patted your arm. “Breathe, Y/N. Go back out and finish your shift, if you can. Can you?”

You nodded, clutching the pass to your chest. “I can.”

“Good. You know, it’s crazy that we have more than one rock band turn up today. The Sex Pistols are arriving on a flight later.”

“Oh, wow.”

“Go enjoy your unexpected arrivals first,” she said with a laugh at your evident little interest in the true VVIPs of the day.

You walked back out more confidently than you were before and realised you had left Wonpil with your phone. He’d obviously hung up the call and was cradling your device against himself, his cheeks a little pink as he handed it over. “Thank you.”

“Elle said she would drive safely.”

“Good. I got a pass for her to get in,” you told him, strangely feeling braver now. “Thank you for being so kind.”

“You can’t come to our concert for a reason, we can tell.”

You nodded, somewhat dejectedly.

“So, we can do this,” he added, and you raised your eyes to meet his. He smiled warmly. “We want to.”

“I…” Trailing off, you blinked back another wave of emotion. “Thank you,” you whispered and looked down at your phone. You accidentally hit a button and your lock screen brightened, the face of the man before you clearly there.

“Uh, nice lock screen,” he mumbled and then hurried back to the table where the others were eating.

You don’t know how you didn’t just melt away right then from mortification, realising his pink cheeks were from seeing that when he hung up before.

He must think I’m insane.

Somehow, you were able to return to being professional and served several more customers before you received a text from Elle saying she was just getting a park in the express stay area. Looking at the time, you only had ten minutes left of your shift, so you continued with your handover tasks to a colleague and then moved into the kitchen to make sure there were no remaining jobs you needed to do before clocking out.

Bee sidled up to you when you were collecting your belongings. “So. What’s going on that made you run to Lynda before?”

“Not much.”

“Nothing to do with the cute guys over there that keep looking at you?” She gestured to the small window that showed out into the lounge.

You flushed. “They’re a Korean rock band.”

“You’re joking?”

“No. And they’re my favourite band. Lynda gave a pass for my friend to get in. I don’t even know how it happened. One minute I was serving them. And then I was just ringing Elle to let her know and they overheard me and told me how long they’re here for.”

“So, they’re cool with this?”

“They seem to be since they know we can’t go to their concert on Saturday.”

“Ohhh,” your workmate breathed, nodding once. “That concert. Hey, this is pretty cool. Reckon I could get their autograph?”

“You don’t even know who they are,” you replied with a laugh and Bee grinned.

“No, but they’re famous, right? Who knows, I could come to like them.”

You side-eyed your friend knowingly and then shrugged. “Probably. They’re decent people.”

“It seems it. Oh, your phone is buzzing. Better answer it.”

Waving off Bee, you collected your bag and then answered the phone to a breathless Elle. “I’m here. Now what do I do?”

You agreed for Elle to wait at a place you both knew of in the terminal and then headed out to meet her and bring her through security. She was vibrating with excited nerves when you found her, her hands rushing out to grip you.

“How have you not fainted?!”

“I almost did.”

“Wonpil spoke to me on the phone, Y/N. Kim Wonpil. You have seen your idol in person!”

“I know. And Dowoon, and Sungjin and Young K too.”

“Lord, what are we doing here? What did you say for this to occur?”

Thinking back, you shook your head. “I think it was what I didn’t say. They had no idea I was ringing you and then it just snowballed. I just had to tell you. I wasn’t going to invade their private space, just meet up with you here so we could have a late lunch and be in the same building as Day6. That was all!”

Elle laughed a little forcefully. “And now I’m going to meet them?”

“Yeah.”

“Wow. I don’t know. This is insane.”

“It’s so like them to be kind like this too.”

Elle nodded. “Definitely. Okay. Let’s do this before I overthink it.”

Going through security, you realised your best friend hadn’t been on this side of the airport before as she swung her head this way and that, looking at all the shops and sights that were foreign to her. Leading her through to the lounge you worked in, you greeted Donna at the desk and held up the pass for Elle, your other hand gripping your best friend nervously.

You didn’t quite understand how seeing Day6 had rendered you like this. On some level, it was normal discourse between a fan and an idol, but you felt juvenile for some reason. You could tell Elle was reaching the edge of her tether, the girl who didn’t like to cry in public blinking furiously now.

“Oh hey, you’re back,” Younghyun greeted brightly, picking up a napkin and wiping his mouth and hands before getting up. “And you’re the best friend, right?”

Elle did what you never expected. She burst into tears. Which was the worst thing she could have done because you could feel your own emotions rising. Without hesitation, Younghyun pulled her into a hug, trying to laugh it off. You knew why she was crying though. On some level, it had to do with them being a group you’d both followed from debut, but seeing the four members who had no idea that they had been such a solace and joy to her mother during her last months alive was too much. Somehow, she managed to say so, and with Younghyun translating to the others, as well as their general understanding of English, the smiles faded, and you watched as the four members, and even their crew, showed genuine sympathy and awe.

“We just thought we were doing a nice thing,” Sungjin said with a short laugh, rubbing the back of his head with one hand whilst he held Elle’s hand that he had reached out for when she was explaining the loss.

Dowoon had moved to give you a hug, which was comforting, more than you had expected. It was a barrier that only fan and idol could cross without it being too much, and you were thankful that all the years loving on such genuine boys had paid off. They were decent humans, and you knew you would continue to support them forever.

Wonpil cleared his throat in a quiet moment, his voice sounding a little hoarse. You realised he had cried whilst you had been in Dowoon’s embrace. “What was your Mum’s favourite song?”

You and Elle both said Deep in Love at the same time, and it went unspoken, as all four members shared a look, that they would do something. Still, as you spent the rest of the time they gave you taking pics, talking, and getting things signed, you didn’t realise how kind their final gift would be, even after they had hugged you each and truly made your lives brighter.

“Well,” Elle said, hitting play on the video you had up on the TV, the sounds of a familiar band starting up. “Good luck on stage tonight, Day6.”

“Watching this concert is a good consolation,” you mentioned, reaching for some M&Ms and nestling back into the sofa.

Elle nodded. “Would have been epic in person tonight. But how many Kiwi Myday can say they have a whole camera roll of Day6 on it?”

“And a video of them singing acapella just for them.”

“A true blessing. I still can’t believe it.” Elle grinned. “Did you know Younghyun said I was even prettier because of my tears when I realised how terrible the photos would look after I sobbed so much?”

“You’ve told me,” you reminded her kindly with a smile. “But you do look pretty in the photos.”

“Not as good as you and Wonpil in your new lockscreen photo. He was so cute when he hugged you like that.”

You tapped the screen of your phone to watch it light up, having no idea Bee had snapped you such a candid moment. Of course, the woman had come over to get a signature that they had been all too happy to give to her. What you hadn’t realised was her taking a photo of Wonpil hugging you. She didn’t hear what he had said to you when he had though, thank goodness.

“Thank you for loving us. I won’t forget this moment.”

It made you smile brighter as you got settled into watching the concert from a few years back. You were over an hour and a half in when Elle sat up suddenly, her phone in her hand.

“Holy shit. I had a friend at the concert tonight and I didn’t know. She’s just sent me something.”

“What?”

Leaning over, Elle hit play on a video to show you both. It was the large screen in Spark Arena, focusing on Younghyun, who looked over and Sungjin and then smiled.

Sungjin cleared his throat, pulling the mic closer to himself. “So we have a song that we haven’t played at any other concert on this tour.”

“Oh my God,” Elle breathed, blindly reaching out to grip your forearm.

“That’s right,” Younghyun added, grinning out at the crowd. “We met some fans at the airport the other day who couldn’t make it to the concert. They really touched us with their story why, and tonight we want them to know we’re singing a song for a special lady we wished we had gotten to meet.”

Tears started to blur the video in front of you, and Elle was openly sobbing.

Wonpil leaned into his microphone. “This song is Deep in Love, and we hope you can hear us from here, Kay.”

It was hard on the first watch through to even hear the song with how hard you were both crying. But after a few replays, you were able to enjoy the song and tribute to your family member.

Elle held the phone to her chest. “This is the best gift I’ve ever received.”

“And to think they weren’t even the real VVIPs to come in that day to the lounge.”

Elle frowned. “Was there meant to be one?”

“Yeah. Another rock group. But Day6 were definitely the band I’d rather have a meet-cute with.”

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[sanctuary1988]

| Interlude | pt. 1

French: /the petals of love/

Pairing: Gwi x fem! noble! Reader

Summary: A heartless vampire falls in love for the first time in centuries of loneliness. Passion, secrets, betrayal and love drown the royal palace. Will your love for Gwi prevail through time or will it wither away like a fallen rose petal? Maybe love was his punishment, maybe love was your salvation. Or wasn't it a curse to you both? Because, who can beat a race against time? Who can love in the dark? Who can love without truth? After all, even the most beautiful flower will wither away and end in ashes of time, remembered only by the one who cherished her the most.

Warnings: strangers to lovers?, angst, feelings of [loss, grief, mourning], mentions of character dead, TENSION, subtle signs of depression, melancholy, crying, more angst, feelings of yearning and hidden compassion, letting go of grief, historical! AU, royal! AU?, cannon copilant (let me know if I missed anything!)

Word Count: 1.4k words

A/N: We came to an important part of this story, darlings of mine! If my calculations are correct, we are already at one third of Gwi and Flower's story!

I didn't believe I'd get this far this quickly when it came to this story but thanks to all the people that have commented, reblogged and liked for you, loves, have given me inspiration and a desire to write something you'll like. So thank you so much, sweet darlings of mine!

We are already at 34.5k words on this series! O.o Let's see the final word count at the end, shall we?

For now, I'm tagging @my-day6 and @yumisventingmachine. Thank you darlings for your lovely comments that have made me write like a freak, lmao. And to everyone who's silently reading, I hope you will enjoy this chapter as well. ❤️❤️❤️

Please let me know your thoughts in the comments! I'd love to hear from you, loves. Enjoy! 🫶🫶🫶

Winter had started, the snow fell from the sky ever so slowly as if painting the ground below. However, you remained confined to the walls of your room, accompanied by your own silence. With a deep sigh, you sat down in front of your desk, the skirts of your deep blue dress puffed out around you as your shaky hand grabbed a letter you had postponed reading for months. 

It was the last letter your mother had written for you. Her last words, her last memory. Now you held it in your hands with a strangling grip that made your heart race with anticipation. You had to muster enough courage to break the seal of the letter before you had it in your hands. The handwriting was oddly family yet strangely distant in your memories. 

This was your opportunity to give closure to your mother’s death. It was time to move on, yet you wanted to keep her words at heart with every step you took towards the future of your own life. 

And so, you read her letter. After waiting months to find such peace in the darkness you thought would never pass. After staring at it for hours, not wanting to tarnish her last memory. After mourning in the shadows of your own soul the loss of the most important woman in your life. 

Sweet girl. 

I received your letter. Your words were a calming refugee after all the dark days I have suffered. I hope I can see you one more time. I miss you, (y/n) and if there’s one thing I regret in my life was not keeping you by my side. Forgive me, sweet girl. Forgive me for I was not strong enough. And my weakness caused you great pain. A pain you did not deserve.��

I’ll wait to meet you again in my next life, sweet girl of mine. Don’t spill your tears over this old lady, I have lived enough and I have endured so much I am ready to rest until I am born again. 

My sweet girl, you were my light in the darkness. I wish for you to be the light in someone else’s path as well. 

Always be yourself and shine as the pure diamond that you are. A beautiful flower in a garden of thorns. I love you, (y/n). From the moon and back, remember? 

Your mother.

A silent tear landed on the paper you held, then another and another. The pearls of your sadness rolled over your cheeks and dripped down your chin. As you sat in the solitude of your room, you saw movement from the corner of your eye. You didn’t have to look up to know who it was. It almost felt as if you could sense his presence- steady, powerful yet in that moment, tender. 

Gwi didn’t say anything but the sight of your tears made him swallow as his heartstrings got pulled softly. With cautious steps, he approached you in a melancholic silence that was nearly suffocating. 

“What troubles you, my sweet flower?”

He spoke once he stood next to you as his tone was a rare blend between authority and tenderness. A delicacy that was reserved for you and only you. His tall figure loomed over you as his shadow engulfed you in a comforting darkness you felt oddly peacefully. Almost as if he was embracing you himself. You sniffled, wiping your tears with the back of your hand before you stood up as well, your eyes met his for the first time since he entered the bedroom and for a moment, you were granted a glimpse of his soul. 

You saw the gentle concern in his dark gaze tinted with subtle crimson. The shadows of the torches and candles around you accentuated his eccentric beauty as his eyes spoke thousands of words his lips would never speak. 

“It’s… It’s a letter from my mother. Her last words to me.”

You explained, your voice barely above a whisper as a lump formed in your throat, feeling as if you were being choked with the cruel grip of a sadness you wanted to leave behind yet it still consumed your mind. Gwi tilted his head to the side, his eyes never leaving your features as you looked down at the letter in your hands. 

“I miss her.”

The tips of his fingers lifted your chin, forcing your eyes to meet his once more. His grip tightened ever so subtly but his touch was enough to ground your racing mind as your eyes remained locked with his. 

“She may be gone from this world, petal, but she lives on in you. Her love, her strength, they are all a part of who you are now. Of the woman you have become today.”

Of the woman I cherish so deeply.

Gwi thought to himself, his eyes flickering to your lips for a moment before his thumb brushed away a tear from your cheek, his touch feather-like over your skin. You took a deep breath, your eyes fixing once more on the letter in your hands before you took a step towards your desk, forcing the vampire’s touch to leave your skin as you extended the letter toward the chamberstick. 

The flames licked at the paper before the corners started to turn black. With a deep breath, you dropped it on the ashtray, watching how the letter crumbled to ashes until there was nothing left of it. It was a closure. It was your goodbye. It was your final act of letting go. 

And as the last remnants of the letter turned to ashes, you were left with a bittersweet peace nestling in your heart. His hands found home on your shoulders as you sighed to yourself, feeling his warm touch over your clothed skin. 

There was so much tension hanging in the air. So many words left unsaid. But you weren’t going to deny the peace his presence gave your troubled soul. 

“My strong flower of sharp thorns.”

You wiped away the last tears that escaped your eyes at his murmured words. It almost felt as if he had spoken them for himself but you had heard them. You had heard his silent truth. The way he regarded you and viewed you in his presence. You swam in the tranquillity that was his touch as you leaned back against him ever so softly. One of your hands touched his as it rested over your shoulder before you closed your eyes. The last tie to your once lovely life was severed and now, now you were left to find refuge in the man who kept you to himself in the dark vastness of his underground palace like a flower in a dead garden. 

“Why don’t you join me for tea, mmh? Just this time; let’s take your mind away from that darkness, petal.”

You turned around, your eyes meeting his. For a moment you didn’t think he had actually told you such a thing. Gwi had always been polite to you and you knew that he cared for you to some extent. But his eyes that held so much tenderness couldn’t lie to you. Perhaps you had been drowning so deeply in your sorrow that you didn’t see it. Maybe it had always been there; at least from some time now. That look in his eyes. That look that melted your heart. That look that made butterflies swarm in your stomach. And that look that spoke of a man completely different from what you had heard. 

“I’d like that, My Lord.”

His hands dropped to his sides at your whispered answer. You offered him a golden gift he hadn’t seen in months. Something he had silently missed. For your lips curled softly into a gentle smile while you looked up at him. 

The vampire lord didn’t say a word. His heart ached within him at the sight of your eyes, wide as if searching for something in his gaze you had no idea existed. His hand tangled with yours before he pulled you with him out of your room. Out of your darkness. And led you to the throne hall to share his evening tea with his precious flower. The future you saw yourself in was with him. 

With the handsome stranger that had shown you more than you had experienced in your entire life. With his silent promise that everything was going to be alright.

June/09/2024

A/N: Thoughts? O.O

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~ Masterpost

[catch-me-hello]

Debut’s Plan, Episode 2:  D-Day … Eventually.

This episode dropped quickly.  I thought we’d get them once a week, but it may be every day.  At any rate, we are going full speed.  Welcome to Episode Two!  Also, don’t forget that you can vote once a day for your Top 7 favorites at newkids.co.kr.

We have our 21 trainees, and it looks like Starship has built a really cool campus for them.

It looks like a small city with an Epcot Center-like globe in the middle.  In a montage of this campus being built, we see that it’s inside a giant studio.  These kids could not be more isolated from the outside world.  This campus is called the Stronghold.

Kim Min Jae and Kim Ji Yong, both of the Senior Group, are the first to enter and look around.  The Stronghold’s fog machine is working overtime.

A bit overwhelmed, Kim Ji Yong asks, “Why are there so many things?”  Oh, Ji Yong.  This is a K-pop survival reality show.  They do not skimp on anything.

The rest of the trainees arrive and marvel at everything.  They’ve even got trees and street lamps down here.  They find two large practice rooms.

They also have individual practice studios that double as confessionals, as well as a meeting room and a place that looks like a café.  Several of the trainees say they want to live here.  But Kim Min Jae is a realist, knowing there will be a lot of frustration and tears over the coming days.  He looks at one of the comfy lounge chairs and says, “I wonder who will cry in this seat.”

This is a good enough cue for a voice to come over the speaker system, telling them to gather in front of the main dome.  When they go inside, they find their performance stage.  Special light effects surround them, showing stars and planets.  The trainees are literally the center of the universe.  They’re on the Starship.

A pulsing star on the screen talks to them.  It congratulates them on being chosen as the 21 members of the pre-debut group.  They learn that the final group will consist of seven members, so fourteen will be eliminated.  (I hate that I needed to use a calculator for that.  I really, really hate math.)  They will have to go through a series of five plans over the course of the show.  The Board of Directors at Starship, along with the online voters (newkids.co.kr), will determine the final seven members.

Time to reveal the first plan.  The first plan is … STRENGTH.  Oh, no.  This is going to be Wild Idol all over again, isn’t it?

The Star Announcer voice asks one of my picks, Kaira, what his personal strength is.  He replies that it’s dance.  His rival, Haru, is also asked and gives the same answer.  Kaira goes on high alert. 

I’ve got both these guys on my voting list, but I think I’m going to enjoy watching them compete.

The Star Announcer is probably enjoying this as well, because now it asks Kaira and Haru which one of them should be the main dancer.  Hey, I know this is an awkward time, but isn’t Minhyuk from Monsta X supposed to be hosting this show?  Where is he?

Haru quickly speaks up and says he should be the main dancer.  The other trainees cheer over this rivalry, and Kaira just looks annoyed and tells us in a confessional that he can dance better than Haru.  Kaira, quit sulking and prove it.  My votes will only help you so much.

Okay, so the “strength” they’re talking about here is the strength each trainee has in their specialty (vocal, dance, rap).  We now get the list of songs for this mission.  There will be three vocal teams and two dance teams.

The first song is “Monster,” and just as I’m cheering because I think it’s the EXO song, they show us it’s a girl group song.  They don’t translate the group name, so I have to search on YouTube to find that it’s “Monster” by Red Velvet.  The trainees love the song, so we’re off to a good start.  Not an EXO start, but a good one.

The second song is by Day6, a band I love.  This time, the name of the song isn’t translated (this is really annoying, Starship), but I recognize the song “You Were Beautiful.” 

Song 3 is “Magnetic” by another group I have to look up to translate, Illit.  I am very uninformed on female K-pop groups, but I like when their songs are included in male group survival shows. 

Those are the three vocal songs.  Now for the two dance songs.  The first is something called “New AGK.”  I’m drawing a blank, and so are the trainees.  Same for the second dance song, “DWN.”  These are songs written for this show, along with the signal song. 

The Starnouncer twlls them it’s time to choose teams.  Four random names are chosen to choose their teams.

Kim Yun Seo, Wu Hao, Jang Kyu Hyun, and Kaira

Kim Yun Seo, one of the open audition contestants.

Wu Hao, the trainee who gave a passionate, powerful video assessment last episode.

Jang Kyu Hyun, one of the very few (if not the only) Yellow Beginner Team members who didn’t get eliminated at the end of the last episode.

Kaira.  Good!  Here’s a chance for this stunning visual and talented dancer to stand out.

Our first three team leaders choose vocals as their strength, and Kaira chooses dance.  Now these four get to choose their teammates.  Thankfully, Six Singers trainee Jo Min Jae gets chosen for a vocal team.  Kaira’s rival Haru also gets put on a vocal team, which puts him at a disadvantage.  What logic are these team leaders using when choosing their teammates?  Someone get Minhyuk in here to straighten this out.  Where is he?

Okay, so four teams are complete, and the remaining, unchosen trainees report to the stage.  They are automatically put together for the remaining dance team.  Why did the Starnouncer bother asking for their strengths if they were just going to be herded onto a leftover team?  Is YG Entertainment secretly running this mission?

Now for the teams to pick which song they will do.  This will be done through the professional, talent-related process of … playing Capture the Flag.

You’ve got to be kidding me.

Okay, let’s get this over with.  Our teams get seven minutes to decide which team member will play Capture the Flag in order to participate in a talent contest that will determine their careers.  Please ignore that grinding noise.  It’s just my teeth. 

For the vocal group, Lee Jun Seo (the Timothée Chalamet of Starship) wins the game.  For the dance team, someone else wins in an upset, but I was busy making a sandwich.  Finally, every team has their song.  The Starnouncer tells us that the best performer in each group will be five of the Top 7.  The overall winners in vocal and dance will make up the other two.

The Top 7 will receive two benefits.  One, they get to play 30 minutes of dodgeball.  No, sorry.  They will get to perform the signal song for the judges.  The other trainees will have to wear masks hiding their identities and be their backup dancers to help the Top 7 shine.  I am not making that up.  The second benefit will be a concept photoshoot for just the Top 7. 

We now finally move on to rehearsals.  Let’s join the Day6 vocal team!  They must be excited about getting to do this beautifully heartbreaking song by an awesome rock band.

Nope.  They are bummed that they lost the Capture the Flag game and didn’t get their first song choice.  I expected better from teammate Kim Ji Yong, the Starship Legend trainee of almost six years.  His teammates aren’t on my voting list, so I’ll give them a pass.  But seriously guys, start rehearsing!

Okay, so as they talk, I realize they don’t hate the song.  They’re intiminated by it because of the high notes.  They finally grow spines and start dividing up the parts.  While the other vocal teams are already in full rehearsal, this team is still bickering.  To top it off, Chu Yoo Chan is still beating himself up for losing the Capture the Flag game and getting his team stuck with this song.

Thankfully, we cut to the DWN dance team.  Team Leader Kaira has chosen an Avenger team of the best dancers.  Now he’s bummed because he’s worried they will all do better than him.  Kaira is getting quite the edit on this show.

Kaira, plotting the death of his teammates

Everyone on the team wants to be the main dancer, so they decide to have a dance-off.  They’re all really good.  In the end, everyone, even Kaira, votes for Kim Min Jae.  Kaira can’t vote for himself, and when he loses, he is framed to look really sad.  He tells us in a confessional he’s just frustrated.  I’m really pulling for this guy.

On to the New AGK Dance Team.  This is the leftover team that wound up together by default, so team morale is already in the gutter.  Plus, none of them have ever written choreography before.  But Park Won Bin becomes a cheerleader for the team, pep-talking them into being ready to fight.  I really like his attitude.  He’s our second-longest Starship trainee, and I may just switch out one of my other picks and start voting for him.  He also appears to be the best dancer in this group and starts coaching the others.

Now to the vocal team doing “Magnetic.”  This team only has three members.  They seem to be getting along fine.  But then we get a quick flash-forward where they are told by a coach that their team is doomed.  Wait, what?

No time to find out – back to the present and to vocal team “Monster” at their rehearsal.  This is Jo Min Jae’s team.  He’s the trainee who WILL win this time or someone at Starship will personally owe me an explanation.

This is the team where Haru landed, even though he’s more of a dancer.  This should be interesting.  Meanwhile, Jo Min Jae is pushing hard to be the main vocalist in this group.  If this were any other trainee, I would think he was steamrolling over the rest of his team, but he gets a huge pass from me.  He is the best and most experienced singer in the group and can hit the highest notes.  GIVE HIM THE MAIN VOCAL PART.

Fortunately, Wu Hao and Haru agree.  I am very excited about this performance.  We get a taste of it during the midpoint eval when Jo Min Jae pours his heart and soul into the song.  Unfortunately, here’s where he IS steamrolling over the others, and Wu Hao has to tell him the key is too low.  Haru is just straight-up outclassed by the both of them.  He should have been on a dance team.

Finally, it’s D-Day.  I am so ready for this.

It’s really cool to see them in full hair and makeup and get an idea of what they would look like as idols.  The board members and judges get their really cool table.  Sadly, Shownu isn’t here.  We learn that these trainees have all written the choreo for the stages they are about to do.

First up, the AGK Dance Team.  I love their outfits.  Jang Yong Hoon tells the judges that everyone on the team has long arms and legs, so they’ve used that to their advantage when writing the choreo.

We get a flashback to this team breaking down from the stress during rehearsals.  What caused the breakdown?  We flash back more to another rehearsal, and a guest coach walks in.  It’s Kim Inkyu.  I think we saw him before on Make Mate 1.  Yes, he was in WE DEM BOYZ and was a coach on that show.

Dance Team AGK does their eval first.  They are scattered and out of sync.  Worse, they couldn’t come up with choreo for the intro, so as the intro is playing, they all just stand there.

Now we jump to Dance Team DWN rehearsals, and I’m not really sure where we are in the timeline.  Isn’t this supposed to be D-Day?  I’m not sure if these rehearsals are supposed to be before or after the midpoint eval.  I think it’s after.  The AGK Group is arguing that they’re not moving along fast enough.  Then we see Park Won Bin crying.  Jang Yong Hoon tries to comfort him, but I get where Won Bin is coming from.  They’re less than two days from D-Day, and everything’s a mess.

We jump ahead to another eval, and the performance is much better.  Then we cut to the team having a wrap-up meeting, and this is one long flashback.  I know we have drama to create, but I want to see some D-Day performances!

FINALLY we are back to our D-Day stage, ready to see Dance Team AGK perform.  Let’s do this, Unchosen Team!

It’s fantastic.  They’re full of swagger and energy, great with expression, flirting with the cameras.  They throw in some gymnastic moves, but mostly it’s controlled and completely in sync.  The judges are blown away.

Park Won Bin is singled out for praise as the main dancer, and I’m happy to see it after everything he’s been through.  It’s official, I’m definitely switching one of my votes to him.  The judges loved the whole performance, and a couple of the team members break down in tears.  It’s been a rough week for them.

Next up is Dance Team DWN.  We’ve got about 15 minutes left in this episode, and I really hope we don’t spend it on flashbacks.  I want to see another performance, especially since Kaira is part of this team.  I want to see if he can shake off the insecurity and focus on the performance.

The judges ask some opening questions, per usual.  Then they ask Kaira if he felt badly about not being chosen as the lead dancer.

On these shows, I’m used to the trainees being humble, choosing to praise their teammates instead of taking credit for themselves.  But this question goes right to Kaira’s insecurity and competitive spirit, and he answers, “On today’s stage, I will be the best out of everyone here.”

The judges marvel at his answer.  The American in me likes his answer, but the part of me that’s been watching these shows for over a year cringes.  Like I said, Kaira is getting a VERY interesting edit.

I’d love to launch right into the performance, but sadly, we get a flashback to the midpoint eval.  The group gives a strong rehearsal performance.  We do get some drama over which member should actually be the leader, but honestly, I just want to get back to D-Day.

The whole leadership question gets more and more dramatic as I watch the minutes tick by.  Let me be clear, I get why this is important.  These shows are trying to give insight into the obstacles and arguments these groups have to deal with.  They want the fans to see it, and they want potential trainees to see it.  It’s just hard for me to get caught up in it when I know that the trainees know the cameras are there.  The issues may be real, but the reactions aren’t.  The only thing that’s real to me is the performance, so that’s what I want to see.

Finally, we’re back at D-Day.  Let’s see what Team DWN can do. 

Total b-boy performance.  I love the footwork and the attitude.  Unfortunately, it’s not as visually exciting as Team AGK, and the judges don’t look as enthusiastic.  The team is really good – I just don’t think they measure up to the Team AGK performance.

At the end, the judges clap politely, which isn’t a good sign.  They say the choreo didn’t seem that natural, and the team didn’t seem immersed in it.  It was clearly an act.  Kim Inkyu tells them, “You can’t just pretend to have fun.  You need to really play out there.”  Oof.

I feel so badly for these guys, especially Kaira, but I agree 100% with the judges.

Vocal Team Day6 is up next, but we’re out of time in this episode.  We do get a preview of something going very wrong in this performance, but I’m calling it.  End of episode.  We’ll get to this new drama next time. 

When I cast my votes only today, I’m making one change.  Lee Woo Ju is out, and Park Won Bin is in.  I’m keeping Jang Kyu Hyun, Kaira, Kim Ji Yong, Lee Jun Seo, Haru, and Jo Min Jae, who had BETTER win.  You hear me, Starship?  I swear to God…

Also, isn’t Minhyuk supposed to show up at some point?  Where’s our boy?

Off to cast my votes.  I’ll be back when the next episode drops, which could be next week or in the next five minutes.  I have no idea how the the schedule works for this show.  So, see you whenever!

[day6source]

240619 day6_kisstheradio

🌙 The 1st anniversary of Dekira that started in early summer and was celebrated again in summer too✨ DAY6 members who've made memories every season A special birthday spent together❣️ Receiving a live gift from DAY6 🥹Starting in overwhelming family mode The special guest of Kongchu was invited 💚 Meeting the one and only DJ 💚 Young D A segment of Sungjin, Wonpil, and Dowoon's version of Dekira 🙌 💌 Today like always Thanks to all of you who made Dekira shine A night when everything felt more and more like a miracle 💫 Happy 1st anniversary, Thank you from the bottom of my heart 🫶

[ofapple]

The Skyward Haven.

KARAOKE.

Each genres have different charms, so I give a chance to various tunes. Here's some of artists I listen to.

Bands · Kpop · Jpop · Krnb · Western · Indonesian

5SOS, DNCE, P!ATD, Maneskin, Avril, DISM, DAY6, TXT, ENHYPEN, LOONA, Red Velvet, Seventeen, EXO, BTS, VIXX, DPR LIVE, DPR IAN, billlie, Jeanz, TripleS, Taylor Swift, NOAH, SO7, Dewa19, Geisha, NIKI, Tulus, HiVi!, Barasuara, EVE, Vocaloid, and 85925 others PHEW..

CINEMA.

I haven't got the time and headspace to watch much, but every time I do, it's always enjoyable.

The classic iconic ones, the meaningful & sentimental ones, and the ones with pretty cinematography, as it leaves a good feeling on your mind afterwards. I'm not personally into horror or thriller, but it's fun to watch them with others.

LIBRARY.

I LOVE reading but not exactly books, mostly just comics and fanfics. Ask me for recs and I'd happily indulge you.

Classics · Romance · Fantasy · Mystery

ARCADE.

Another LOML is playing games. Rarely got the time to play much lately but hey.. one can wish!

Visual Novel · Life sim · Cozy games · Ones with pixel or anime graphics

Pokemon, Harvest Moon, The Sims, Genshin Impact, Honkai Star Rail, Project Sekai, classic RPG horror games, numerous pc & mobile games.

OTHER.

Drawing · Cats · Psychology · Astrology · Singing · Making lists · Writing journals · Collecting trinkets & photocards

Animanga: meaningful ones like Ghibli, Your Name, A Silent Voice, Liz and the Blue Bird, Beyond the Boundary, Frieren, Dungeon Meshi, Boy Meets Maria, Dream of Cuckoos; darker ones like Attack on Titan, Chainsaw Man, Future Diary, Heavenly Delusion, Boy's Abyss, Seigoto. I also adore SpyxFamily, Gekkan Shoujo, Toilet Bound Hanako-kun, Noragami.

[fy-parksungjin]

DAY6 Special Live ＜9th Debut Anniversary Mini Fan Meeting＞🎂🍀

[kyufessions]

boy on the bus

synopsis: you’re writing a letter that won’t reach him

pairing: non-idol! changmin x g.n. reader

genre: fluff turned angst (??)

word count: 1.2k

general taglist: @jwnghyuns @eaudenana @soobin-chois

tbz taglist: @ilovechanhee

i was told life is supposed to be boring. everyday we wake up and attend our normal jobs that we either love or despise. i did what was told of me, got my degree, and got that boring job. i also never missed a singular day of work, not daring to be looked down upon by my supervisors but rather being looked at as the employee that goes above and beyond, whether the company deserves someone like me or not. but i did what momma told me, and lived that boring life that i only dreamt of as a child. “life won’t be that boring, will it?” id promise myself i wouldn’t make it boring, but rather have it be fun and exciting. but still do exactly as momma said. and that i did- except, i felt little fulfillment and joy. until i met you.

it was just a normal wednesday afternoon after work, sitting in the back corner of the bus for the next ten minutes until i arrived at my destination. headphones played day6’s discography on a loop as i stared ahead out of the window, admiring the same view of the busy streets and occasional trees and bushes that i notice everyday through the changing seasons. but this day was different, because of you.

i noticed you coming in from the bus stop in front of the local college campus, you were wearing nothing but just grey sweatpants and a random graphic tee with a pullover flannel with frames glasses that accompanied your face perfectly. the way small strands of hair stuck to your forehead was something i couldn’t help but notice, my mind fluttering with curiosity. i watched as you looked around for a seat- your eyes finally meeting mine. once they did? i felt my heart do a kick that it hadn’t for several years up to that point. no one had caught my eye quite like you did, not a single soul. but yet here was a random stranger on the bus making my cheeks heat up at the shyest smile that’s thrown at me.

one afternoon, all the seats had been occupied- all except the one next to me. this was when my life changed for the better. instead of choosing a seat farther from me, you’d sit next to me instead. we’d catch up on life (mainly yours, mine was too repetitive for any curiosity to arise) until i got off at my spot, saying our goodbye’s until the very next day we’d do the same thing. one day, we ended up getting off at the same spot due to me having to do grocery shopping. and, funnily enough, you accompanied me. then it became a friday afternoon tradition for us to go grocery shopping until one of us had to leave- each friday becoming a little longer than the previous. it was sweet, it was slow.

one day, you didn’t show up. i said “hey, i’ll see him tomorrow. it’s okay.” but that day never came until three days later. playfully, i scolded you- jokes like that became our thing. instead of getting off at your spot, you got off on mine. that night, we just walked around my neighborhood and shared a bowl of tteokbokki and kimchi at the restaurant down the street from my apartment. you told me everything from your stressful college days, to overworking yourself i. both work and classes, to friend drama- everything. it made us closer, and it made my heart warm to know how close you considered me to be to gush your feelings out to me on a random thursday night.

that very next day, i didn’t need to go grocery shopping. after telling you that, you said words i thought i had only dreamt of: “let me take you on an official date then!” the excitement in your voice, that smile.. how could one say no? you took me to your favorite cafe, remember? i do. we had banana pancakes and coffee at 6PM, then we stayed at the arcade until they kicked us out. when your hand slipped in mine, butterflies erupted. everything suddenly started feeling okay. everything felt okay.

the weekends were our date nights. do you remember when you asked me to be yours? in the sunflower field? it had been my first day off of work in a while and you had promised to make it special. and that you did. you made all my days worth living again. you made them fun, more exciting. the light was no longer dull but rather blinding with endless possibilities. it was like that for an entire year until everything suddenly stopped.

no more bus rides. no more dates. no more gushy facetime time calls as we do our skincare routines as we complain about not living together yet. it had been one day where you didn’t show up on the bus. “sorry, got busy.” was all you said. silence filled my phone for the remainder of the night until the next day. you didn’t show up again, so i asked if you were okay. “sorry. meet you for dinner?” but you never did. you never met me at that same restaurant near my home, so i walked thirty minutes to your favorite cafe. but it was closed. during the thirty minute walk back i called you, but to no avail. by the third call, i gave up. assuming you fell asleep or became busy with your finals for graduation.

the next day you didn’t show up on the bus either. i texted. no response. i texted your friend. no response. “maybe he’s busy.” id say, making up every excuse in the book. instead, i got off at your stop and walked to your apartment to find it empty. no furniture, unlocked doors, an empty fridge. i asked your neighbors, and quickly called you once they said you had moved out almost a week ago. but once again, no answer.

it’s been months, and i’m still stuck on the boy from the bus; i’m still stuck on you, ji changmin. i should be mad whenever i think of our lazy mornings with our feet tangled together as you hum a soft tune into my hair, your fingers playing with the messy strands. but i don’t. i instead get butterflies, just like when i first saw you on that autumn day. you were my first love. you taught me how it felt to feel genuinely loved for who i was, you taught me how it felt to be loved back. whether that love was true or faux, i still thank you.

should i? should i really be thanking the man who has me sitting outside of our your favorite cafe with tears streaming down my face at 3AM? probably not. but i fell pathetically for you. and i fear i might still be doing so until i snap back into reality.

why did you leave suddenly? with no warning? are you okay, wherever you are? did you finally create your own dance studio? or did you debut? do you ever miss me, too?

you made my life worth living for a while, ji changmin. maybe i can find the excitement on my own this time? maybe you were a lesson sent by the universe. and for that i thank you. it was a very cruel lesson, but thank you.

sincerely,

[ggomanii-fancy-you]

🖤…mixtape ship…💕

@eudonyx

oh my god, I haven't done one of these ships in a hot minute so thank you so much for requesting this, i absolutely adored doing this for you and yeah.

apologies for the delay but i hope this finds you at a time when it was valuable and most importantly i hope you have a great day

xx

wren

~txt~ taehyun🖤💕

Upon listening to your playlist, I was met with an overwhelming amount of confidence regarding the fact that I was going to ship you with Taehyun right or wrong. Before I get any further into the ship I'll add the songs below just in case you forgot which songs you sent me:

Celebrity - IU

Angel with a shotgun - The Cab

Adore You - Harry Styles

Love Story - Taylor Swift

Blue Hour - TxT

Express Moon - Jo Yuri

Feel Special - Twice

Home - BTS

Starry Night - Mamamoo

Days gone by - Day6

Highlight - Izone

Left & Right - Seventeen

Most of this ship is riding on the idea that you and Taehyun are star-crossed lovers, in the most volatile way. It's passionate and true how much he loves you. It's love with a twist, one would assume that it's just a case of puppy love, yet something is so adult and based in reality. No matter how sweet you both seem on the surface there is this undeniable sense of lust and the realization that you are having a resounding affect on others just by wanting to be together.

Taehyun is your unconventional prince charming who knows deep down that you are meant to be and that you are wrapped around his finger. One would presume that you were both just too innocent to know what was going on but that's not the case, you're both sugar coated but you know that some of your feelings aren't that pure.

He is the one you call to experience something that makes you feel complete, and even if he stutters when you tell him you love him the morning after, there exists some deep love in his heart he just doesn't know how to say it. It would go on like this for a while, not knowing what you were and being confused that your relationship was staying afloat, yet Taehyun really just craves your care and affection even if he seems indifferent.

If there was some distance between the two of you, each day you would creep closer to each other until your fingers were lightly grazing. Taehyun has hearts in his eyes for you and hearts in his fingers on the nights he sneaks into your bedroom or encourages you to sneak out to meet him. No matter how you put it there was something pulling you away from him, a person who Taehyun didn't want to acknowledge since he knew he was way better than that loser.

Once that moment of clarity comes, the moment he knows that he couldn't possibly live without you, he picks up his guitar and makes his way to your home, ready to serenade the ever loving crap out of you. As soon as he started strumming, and when the first few words of Days Gone By by Day6 left his lips you knew this was true love, even if it wasn't perfect. That day Taehyun sang with the most devotion and truth, his occasional voice cracks were even more beautiful than the song itself. He was fighting against all of his anxieties to serenade you, he was your brave knight fighting for both of you.

At the end of the day, when you're leaning in for a rushed kiss before you let your inhibitions go, you are certain that there is no better type of love, and you're correct. Taehyun knew it was love too once he realised that he would move heaven and earth for you, and pull you away from someone who clearly doesn't love you, just to see you smile.

And when all is said and done, after Taehyun pulls down his brave face he almost cries at the idea of being in love with, and sharing a life with such an angel.

~moodboard 🖤💕~

~shufflemancy reading🖤💕~

'but does he know you call me when he sleeps?

but does he know the pictures that you keep?

but does he know the reasons that you cry?

or tell me, does he know where your heart lies? where it truly lies

right here with me, babe

where it truly lies

my bed, babe

where it truly lies

in my arms, babe

where it truly lies'

~like a moth to a flame♡ swedish house mafia & the weeknd

~your song🖤💕~

[jayudistrict]

Jayu District is looking for the members of Day6 to be our newest residents!

Jayu District is an idol based, Semi-lit/literate roleplay. Find your tranquility living within Jayu District. A community of friendly and neighborly residents. There's always something to do at Jayu, whether it be biweekly activities or have fun in our chats. Make a home for yourself and apply to be reside in Jayu today! We can’t wait to meet you! 

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[park-jaechan]

Jaechan as part of the September Music's "Golden Soloist"

In September, golden soloists flooded the music scene. The hearts of fans around the world are beating for the solo artist who is preparing a "well-made album" that is different from the group activities.

In September, news of the debut and comeback of the popular solo artist came one after another. V, the last BTS member to debut solo, Jaechan, the first DKZ member to debut as a solo, SHINee Key, who has established the status of the all-round Cheat"Key" in the entertainment industry, and DAY6 Young K, releasing his first album after being discharged from KATUSA Soldiers, After "Knock", Lee Chaeyeon who aim to rise again, are preparing to meet fans with a new album.

DKZ Jaechan is also speeding up preparations for the album, aiming to debut in September. DKZ has a unique place in the K-pop scene, with witty concepts like "Crazy Night" and "Uh-heung,". Following the unit group NINEtoSIX formed by Jonghyeong and Mingyu, Jaechan, who has taken over the baton of solo activities through the release of a solo album, is said to be preparing an album that incorporates his own colors while inheriting the lively colors of the group.

In particular, the BL drama "Semantic Error" starring Jaechan was a big success and became the next generation star in the entertainment industry. It is also worth watching whether Jaechan, who established himself through acting, will be succeed in his second hit as a soloist.

Source: 방탄소년단 뷔-데이식스 영케이-샤이니 키…9월 가요계, '황금 솔로'가 온다[초점S] :: 네이버 TV연예 (naver.com)

Translated by Park Jaechan Updates

[ka5hika]

the book of us: attraction

read it on ao3!

word count: 15271 (2/5 chapters done)

rating : T (Vivid Bad Swearing) | category: m/f

relationships: akian , background toukoha

summary:

“Meaning is rather being made than being found. I find hearts when I’m making meaning.” — Day6, The Book Of Us

People find each other. We all get drawn to each other, by some indescribable force of humanity. Then we get to know each other, and then, life gets a little more energetic, a little more exciting, a little more chaotic. However, sometimes, the demons we all hold inside get in the way of our bonding. Regardless of what goes down, there’s always this glue-like force there to bring us back together, to pick up the pieces.

In the end, all the chaos, all the pain is swallowed up in love. That is the story of humanity, the book of us.

With that being said, this particular story ends up being relatively simple:

An meets her neighbor-slash-coworker Akito. Although they start off awkward, they live, they learn and they love.