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lena-in-a-red-dress · 1 month ago

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Musician Age Gap AU Pt 20 of 20

The first year, Kara knows she made the right decision. But that doesn't make it any easier. She retreats for a good week and a half before she forces herself out of her apartment to walk the streets of National City. Day after day she wanders, until one afternoon a spot of color catches her eye.

A butterfly alights on a park bench-- perhaps, Kara thinks, the same one she and Lena had sat upon-- and sits, lightly winking its wings open and closed. It seems out of place, even in the park, at odds with the industrial buildings and zooming cars. Kara sits and stares, thinking unable to help the next thought that runs through her mind.

I wish I could show Lena.

There's nothing that says she can't... the split was amicable, and maybe-- maybe they could still manage to be friends. But as soon as Kara snaps the picture on the phone, she knows she can't. They were never really just friends, were they?

She almost deletes the picture. But at the last minute, she simply slips it into a new folder in her photos app. There it lives, soon to be joined by other images she captures on her walks.

Kara sends a few to Esme, just to satisfy her trigger finger that wants to fire the thing off to Lena. On Kara's birthday a few weeks later, Esme gifts her a slip of paper with an instagram username and password. When she logs in she finds a carefully curated feed of her National City photos, with simple descriptions and minimal hashtags.

It takes her breath away, to see the images reframed not as the product of her heartache, but as hidden glimpses into the city. It makes them less her guilty pleasures, and more... a gift.

It sparks something in Kara, inspires her to continue, and expand her horizons beyond city limits. She starts hiking, first with Esme, then on her own. She buys a real camera and enrolls in classes to learn how to use it.

By the start of year two without Lena, she's hopping planes to other countries, other continents, in search of secret vistas to capture. Her instagram turns into a sister channel for a travel blog, which gains her followers and a small amount of popularity online. She's careful, though, not to put her face on it. She operates faceless, under the penname of KD, and that's enough for her.

She can't say if she hides her identity to ensure any traction she gains is for her work rather than her brief stint as a celebrity's date, or whether it's to keep her work more honest (its more rewarding to find areas on her own, to travel on her own terms than it is be sponsored or reviewing upon request). Or maybe it's simply to avoid the restrictions that notoreity had put on Lena. Not that Kara thought her site could elevate her to such a status, but... she's content with who she is, and how she is.

Every so often, the magazines and tabloids explode with news of Lena, and each time Kara's heart breaks a little-- even as it beats a little harder.

First, there's a bit of a hubbub about ownership rights of Lena's first three album masters. But then, six months later, Morgan Edge is indicted on charges of sexual assault, sexual harrassment, sexual abuse of minors, and emotional abuse. Lena isn't listed among the identified plaintiffs, but Kara knows. Kara knows, and her hear breaks.

The world is shocked when Lena testifies to her own abuse at Morgan's hands, the world is shocked, but Kara isn't.

Kara *is* surprised when news breaks of Lena obtaining new management shortly after the trial. Though the press frames it as Lillian retiring, Kara knows nothing short of a cataclysmic schism could cause a split between Lena and her mother.

And when Lena does release new music, three years after she leaves Kara in Alex's driveway, it sounds... different. Not a bad different. A good different. Kara has known since Paris that Lena's personal life fuels her songwriting, and it's clear that's still the case-- just as its clear that this album had been written in the midst of the legal battles and personal journey of confronting her abuser and coming out the other side.

When Kara listens, she hears acceptance, empowerment, and forgiveness. She hears Lena's value in herself, and a strength in herself that Lena has fully embraced. One song in particular resonates, not just with Kara but seemingly the entire planet. When Kara watches the VMAs with Esme that year, Lena performs *that* song with a full chorus of women behind her, making it a veritable anthem for victims' strength.

If Kara cries, she knows she's not the only one. It may no longer be her place to be proud of Lena, but she is. She is so, so proud.

After that, Lena becomes more visible. She takes more interviews, more guest appearances on talk shows to both advertise her new album and to advocate for victims and the charities that proceeds from the album will support. Kara doesn't go looking for these interviews, but when she sees one playing in the airport lounge she can't help but stop and watch, and marvel at the peace she can see in Lena's features.

Right around her birthday, five years into her travel-photography life, Kara readily accepts Esme's invitation to help her tour Metropolis University. They make a weekend of it, including sight seeing around the city, and even getting last minute seats to the taping of a talk show.

To their shock and surprise, the guest who walks out is Lena herself.

Kara clutches Esme's wrist, who blanches under Kara's accusatory glare. "I swear I had no idea!" Esme hisses. Her eyes are wide and frantic. "Do you want to leave?"

Part of Kara does want to leave, but she knows that bustling out now would only call more attention to themselves. So she simply shakes her head and settles in.

The interview starts just like all of the others Kara has watched over the years. Good natured banter, then a segue into the purpose of Lena's visit. She discusses her philanthropy, her album, all the usuals, and Kara sits enraptured.

Her heart flutters at the smooth cadence of Lena's voice, richer and more velvet than Kara remembers. And the Lena she remembers had always contained such coiled energy that Kara wondered how she ever sat still. But now, she's relaxed and at ease-- upbeat and engage, but with a calm she didn't have five years ago.

Towards the end of the segment, Lena asks to share something new.

"Well, some of you may have heard it, but it doesn't officially come out until next week, so it's *mostly* new. I wrote it a while ago, when a relationship was still new, so-- here's to all the people hoping for more."

A production assistant carries out an acoustic guitar, and when Lena starts to strum, Kara's heart leaps in her throat. The lyrics Lena sees are bright and hopeful... starry-eyed if a song could be such. It's a song of a crush hoping to be something more, a promise of love if only it were accepted.

Kara can feel Esme swaying to the tune, bopping just a little bit to the chipper beat, but she only has eyes for Lena. For most of the song, Lena looks either at the strings or the middle distance. But then, as the bridge leads into the final chorus, she scans the audience.

Holding her breath, Kara expects Lena's gaze to slide right past her. But with wide eyes of her own Kara sees the moment Lena catches sight of her. Green eyes widen momentarily, sparking with surprise, then pure delight. Lena's features spread into a kilowatt smile before she slides her gaze away. Kara swears the strumming gets a little more enthusiastic, Lena's voice a little brighter.

When it finishes, the applause from the audience should be deafening, but Kara can barely hear it, even when the crowd stands in ovation. She watches as Lena and the host exchange thanks and pleasantries, and then Lena exits, still waving and beaming.

Kara leaves with the rest of the audience, numb and quiet as Esme stands anxiously beside her. Had that song-- could it have been about--

"Wait!"

A vaguely familiar call makes Kara pause. She and Esme turn to see a young woman with dark hair trotting towards them.

"Excuse me!" Jess calls as she nears. "Would you come with me please?"

Esme's hand closes defensively on Kara's, but Kara responds before her brain can talk her out of it.

"Sure."

Jess leads them back past the soundstage, through a maze of turns that terminates in a cinderblock hallway lined with doors. Kara doesn't have to guess who's behind the one Jess drops them in front of.

Jess meets Kara's gaze with a smile. "It's good to see you again, Miss Danvers."

Kara can barely offer a smile back before Jess reaches out to turn the knob. The door opens.

Lena stands on the other side, a respectful distance from the door but plainly anticipating their arrival. She straightens as the door swings wide, and Kara can barely bring herself to step inside for the way their proximity has turned her legs to jelly.

Lena smiles. "Hey there," she exhales.

"I--" Kara's voice cracks, forcing her to try again. "Hey."

"Hi, Lena," Esme offers nervously. Kara could kiss her. The distraction pulls Lena's gaze from Kara, giving her the chance to catch her breath.

Lena's eyes widen slightly. "Esme?! Wow, look at you! Does this mean you're too old for a hug now?"

Esme giggles. "No!"

The two hug warmly, and Kara's amazed to see that Esme is almost taller than Lena, now.

"I loved the new song," Esme tells Lena, grinning.

"Thanks," Lena returns. Her gaze slides back to Kara. "I've been profiting off my pain and heartbreak for years. Figured it's time for some of the good stuff to see the light of day."

Kara swallows thickly. "Was that about..."

Lena nods, shifting self-consciously on her feet. "Yeah." She looks at Kara, her gaze open and vulnerable. "Did you like it?"

"Did I--? Lena, I think everyone in the world is gonna like it."

"No offense to the rest of the world," Lena says in a low voice, "but I don't care what they think."

Kara can feel Esme's eyes bouncing between them.

"Honey, could you give us a minute?"

"Yep," Esme says swiftly. "Right. I'll just go wait... It was Jess, right?"

The door closes, leaving Kara and Lena in a room charged with electricity just waiting to spark.

"Do you still feel that way?" Kara can barely bring herself to ask the question, but knows if she doesn't she'd regret it forever.

Lena shifts again, wiping her palms on the front of her jeans. "Would it make any difference if I do?"

It's a fair question. Has anything really changed? Lena is still a critically acclaimed and internationally beloved artist, and Kara... Kara pauses.

Lena's circumstances may not have changed, but Kara's have. She isn't a forty year old a hairsbreadth away from a mid-life crisis anymore. She isn't miserable in her day to day. She lives comfortably doing something she loves, something she knows she'll never give up. And though she may not have had any serious relationships since she last saw Lena, she's closer to her family than she's ever been. She isn't *alone*.

That knowledge allows her to offer the truth.

"Yes," she breathes. "It would."

Lena's eyebrows lift hopefully, an astonished smile sprouting on her lips. Then it softens to a mirthful grin. "Slower this time. Lest I whisk you away on tour again."

"Hey, now," Kara chides softly. "We had some good times on that tour. All five weeks of it."

Lena laughs, the sound bright and happy and golden. "Yeah," she agrees, before falling quiet. She gazes at Kara with soft eyes. "I've missed you, Kara. You have no idea how much."

"I might have some idea," she allows, thinking of her own life the past five years. "A lot has happened I've wanted to tell you about."

Pressing her lips together, Lena guiltily shoves her hands in her pockets. "I... I think I might have already seen some of it."

Kara blinks. "What?"

"Okay, maybe all of it? KD Photog on insta?"

"Wha... how!?!?"

"I saw a picture on insta of a park that seemed familiar, and when I looked a little closer, I found out the photographer lived in National City. I swear I didn't know it was you, I just admired the photos. It wasn't until I followed to the website that I suspected."

Kara stares at her, breathless. "Wow," she exhales.

Lena's expression falters. "I didn't mean... I'm sorry, I guess I should have-- I should have stopped reading once I suspected."

"No, Lena, it's fine," Kara reassures her, regathering her wits. "I don't mind. It's just..." She hesitates for a moment. "Esme is the one who actually first set up the instagram account. I'd sent the photos to her... so I wouldn't send them to you."

Green eyes blink at her, shocked. "Oh."

"I never thought you'd ever see them," Kara continues. "But I'm glad you did. Because I did want to show them to you. Every single one."

Lena's eyes crinkle at the corners. She tilts her head to one side. "Then it sounds like we have a lot to catch up on."

Kara nods. "We do."

"I'm actually in town for a while," Lena tells her. "Maybe... maybe if you'll also be here, we could maybe... do dinner."

Kara considers the offer. "Are you free now?"

Lena blinks, the breaks into a brilliant smile. "Yeah."

"Then how about dessert first?" Kara turns her chin over her shoulder. "Esme?" she asks totally conversationally.

There's a squeak at the door, confirming that Esme's curiosity had her pressing her ear to the door. Then, "um... yeah?"

"Would you like to get ice cream with me and Lena?"

The door flings itself open. "Oh my god, YES!"

Lena's laughter fills the room, filling Kara with a warmth she hadn't totally realized she'd been missing.

As they gather up their things to leave, Lena clasps Kara's hand gently. "Dinner...?"

"Just us," Kara promises. "If that's okay."

Lena nods, her fingers tightening on Kara's.

"I can't wait."

Stepping out into the open air of the city, Kara feels something new bloom in her chest. Seeing Lena this time feels less a whirlwind than more a simple fork in the path on one of her hikes. The paths look largely the same, except that one includes Lena holding her hand.

One thing Kelly said, in perhaps the first year after Lena, that had really resonated with Kara was that lasting romances really only required three things: the person, place, and timing.

Right now, even in these early minutes, Kara feels hopeful that maybe--just maybe-- they might finally have all three.

#supercorp #musician age gap au #it is finished!!!#feedback is loved and adored #i hope you like it!!

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kd89-3dstudios · 5 months ago

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💜💗 The end is where we begin - Pose Pack 💗💜

A cute pose pack made for Oden and Kd, I like it when I get the best ideas with my characters. 2 Poses were request Poses (the two where the man carries the woman on his shoulder) So I hope you like them too.

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stillfertile · 5 months ago

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my dealer: got some straight gas🔥😛 this strain is called the Russell Westbrook and Kevin Durant saga 😳 you'll be zonked out of your gourd 💯

me: yeah whatever. i don't feel shit

5 min later: dude i swear russ just posted a picture of cupcakes on his instagram

my buddy, steph curry, pacing: KD is lying to us

#bball #russell westbrook #kevin durant #still rambling

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kiiyunz · 1 year ago

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⠀⠀ ( 5:55 Ꮺ ) ⠀KIHYUN lives his life on a fast track, spreading his infectious laughter and constant high-energy wherever he goes. he’s always on the lookout for the new trends to follow, the new music to listen to, the new restaurants to try out. smooth and malleable, he’s able to rearrange himself with ease to fit right into whatever everyone else is going with at the time. being the life of the party and standing in the spotlight is a luxury he usually enjoys whenever he’s given the chance to, and bringing joy to the faces of those he loves makes him happier than anything. he exists purely in the moment and lives off of the feeling of excitement coursing through his veins—despite that not always being a good thing.

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STAGE NAME⠀KIHYUN ( 기현 ) BIRTH NAME⠀IM KIHYUN ( 임기현 ) ENGLISH NAME⠀KADEN IM NICKNAMES⠀KEY, KYUN(NIE) (all)⠀╱⠀KD (mark, chenle)⠀╱⠀KIKI (hendery, johnny)

AGE⠀TWENTY-THREE ( 23 ) DATE OF BIRTH⠀4 MARCH, 2001 ZODIAC SIGN⠀PISCES CHINESE ZODIAC SIGN⠀SNAKE

NATIONALITY⠀SOUTH KOREAN ETHNICITY⠀SOUTH KOREAN PLACE OF BIRTH⠀YEONGDEUNGPO, SK HOMETOWN⠀DANGSAN, YEONGDEUNGPO

HEIGHT⠀178 CM ( 5’10” ) WEIGHT⠀58 KG ( 128 LBS ) BLOOD TYPE⠀A PIERCINGS⠀LOBE, SNUG, HELIX (left)⠀╱⠀DOUBLE LOBE, AURICLE (right) TATTOOS⠀SPIDER (hip bone, right)⠀╱⠀FIGURE 8 (inner wrist, left)

FACE CLAIM⠀MYUNG JAEHYUN ( BND ) VOCAL CLAIM⠀CHOI JIUNG ( P1H ) RAP CLAIM⠀ LEE HEESEUNG ( ENHA ) DANCE CLAIM⠀CHOI JIUNG ( P1H ) SPEAKING CLAIM⠀MYUNG JAEHYUN ( BND ) KNOWN LANGUAGES⠀ KOREAN (fluent, mother tongue)⠀╱⠀ITALIAN (proficient)⠀╱⠀ENGLISH, JAPANESE (conversational)

GENDER⠀CIS MALE ( HE ╱ HIM ) SEXUAL ORIENTATION⠀BISEXUAL ( UNDISCLOSED ) RELATIONSHIP STATUS⠀IN A RELATIONSHIP ( est. 2023 UNDISCLOSED )

OCCUPATION⠀IDOL YEARS ACTIVE⠀7 ( 2016—PRESENT ) YEARS TRAINED⠀3 ( 2013—2016 ) LABEL⠀SM ENTERTAINMENT GROUP⠀NCT UNIT ⠀NCT DREAM ( 2016–PRESENT )⠀╱⠀NCT U ( 2018–PRESENT ) POSITON⠀LEAD VOCALIST, LEAD DANCER DEBUT DATE⠀25 AUGUST, 2016

REPRENTATIVE EMOJI⠀🕷️ INDIVIDUAL FANDOM NAME⠀ LOCKS TWITTER⠀NCTsmtown⠀NCTsmtown_DREAM INSTAGRAM⠀KYUNIIZ ( PBLC )⠀WEBKKI ( PRV )

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with a keen eye for detail, a good eye for both what the people want and whatever problems his friends may be facing, kihyun can be considered a generally good person to be around. he’s everywhere and nowhere all at the same time, an ebbing and flowing tide that can go from livening up a dampened mood with ever-enthusiastic and always-sunny disposition to sitting quietly and doing his best to provide whatever advice a struggling member of his may be needing when they confide in him about the things that’re on their mind. he lives for the adrenaline of idol life, the instant rush of endorphins that he gets from the performances, the practice sessions, the photoshoots, the concerts—so much so that sometimes he gets swept up in it all, loses focus and stumbles; starts to skip out on responsibilities, sneak off and make excuses all while searching for the next dopamine hit. his friends have usually been there to keep him in check, but it’s still something he needs to work on.

when kihyun feels, it’s almost as if he feels all too much at once. everything is at an extreme, turned up to the max. when he was younger he used to flare up at anything, temper rising and falling erratically, but now that he’s grown his temper is almost completely in check, and his anger is a very rare thing to bare witness or be victim to. he tries to be empathetic with all of his friends, doing his best to support them when they’re going through a rough patch or having a fight of their own with another member, but as soon as a problem (however minor) is brought up against him he switches off, uninterested and unwilling to talk it out properly. he’ll be flighty and avoidant, deciding to simply push through the uneasy feelings in the pit of his stomach or attempt to escape it altogether by removing himself from the space of the person who has grievances with him whenever he’s able to—no matter how big or small the issue is—rather than sitting down and talking through it to resolve the rift. this habit of his has never gone as far enough to permanently fracture his relationships with any of the other members, but in the past it’s come close..

in the moments where kihyun himself isn’t feeling the best, he’s not the most eager to let anybody know. similar to his approach to conflict, he prefers to breeze over any lingering feelings of inferiority or insecurity and pretend they’re not there—either hoping they fade away with time or coping with them in ways that most wouldn’t consider the healthiest. bottling everything up (although it may seem like an odd thing for a ‘hyper-sensitive’ pisces to do) is by far one of his worst habits, but as he grows more he’s making more and more of an effort to work on it—that effort of course being assisted by his closest friends, the members themselves. where he would usually pick more detrimental things to help him cope with whatever he was feeling inside, kihyun now tries to pour it all into a creative outlet—namely music, or dance. he’s come far from when he was thirteen and desperately looking for reasons not to drop out of the company altogether, and in the future he hopes to go even further.

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born on a cold morning on the fourth of march two thousand and one ( 04 / 03 / 2001 ), kihyun was the first child of a young mother struggling to make ends meet (and who would later be labelled a ‘prostitute’ in rumours spread in early twenty eighteen, seeing as their small flat was nestled right outside the infamous ‘capital alley,’ a known red light district—rumours that would never be addressed by sm and left to be speculated about) and an unknown father, who kihyun never heard of again except in spiteful passing remarks made by his grandmother, who lived with them in their two-bedroomed apartment. despite their living situation, kihyun was mostly a happy child at home, always appreciating the love he was given, the roof over his head, and the food on his plate that he rarely had to go without. problems only really started to arise when he started at school.

school and kihyun did not get along in the slightest. making friends wasn’t the problem—he was a social butterfly if you’d ever seen one, drawing people in like magnets with a smile and a joke whispered behind his hand that had a way of making people feel as if they were special, as if all of his attention was focused on them—it was the education itself. the lessons were too hard; words swimming off of the pages, numbers twisting themselves up into unintelligible shapes and floating off into the air around him, and none if it seemed to stick. kihyun loathed it from the start, and it only seemed to get worse as the years went on. on the fifteenth of september two thousand and nine ( 15 / 09 / 2009 ) his younger half-brother seonmin was born—to a father that, although wasn’t his own, he was able to get to know; but a man his mother still wouldn’t commit to, still wouldn’t marry, someone who he only got to see from time to time, and suddenly there was one less person to talk to about the words that made his head ache and the numbers that made his eyes water. he became a lot closer to his grandmother in the years following, moving from his mother’s bedroom to hers and cuddling close to her in the evenings when she let him stay up far later than he was usually allowed with a wink and a finger to her lips as she switched the tv channel to the music shows.

from the very first night he saw the idol groups, the men and women dancing in all their perfectly synchronised glory, hair perfectly styled and no blemishes to be found, kihyun was hooked. he had found his dream. one that, from the looks of it, had far less of all the numbers and letters he hated so much. his mother (and baby brother, even if he couldn’t understand a word) had burst into laughter when he told them of his newfound goal, but kihyun was adamant, and his grandmother had faith in him too. he started to learn all the words, memorise all the steps, until every day after school he was dancing around the apartment belting out SHINee and f(x) songs until his throat was hoarse. he knew what he wanted to do, and where he wanted to go. sm entertainment was the company that housed most of his favourites, some of what people called the ‘greats’ in the industry at the time, and so that was where he set his sights. he was going to get in, and (hopefully) get famous.

a late afternoon in april twenty thirteen ( 10 / 04 / 2013 ) was when he did it. he got a leg-up from one of his friends out of the school gates and ran all of the way to the train station, paying for a train ticket with the pocket money he’d been saving up for months. he asked around for directions until he finally found the place the audition was being held, did all of the things the vaguely frightening people dressed in their business casual asked him to do, tried not to feel too much like a circus clown while he was performing, and then held his breath when it was over. and by some miracle conjured up by the stars above, kihyun managed to make it through. he tried not to cheer aloud out of fear the option would be taken back when the company told him he could drop out of school to fully focus on training if he so wished, neglected to tell his mother he’d been accepted for a little while in fear she wouldn’t approve (and was pleasantly surprised when she only told him that she’d better be seeing him on tv in a few years time), high-fived his grandmother with a wide grin on his face, and packed up the little things he had to make the official move to seoul. there he trained for three years, until he was finally told that (along with seven others, seven fast friends he was glad to have made) he was set to debut. nct dream, their subunit was going to be called, and the rest was history.

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MBTI ⠀ESTP-T ( TURBULENT ENTERTAINER ) POSITIVE TRAITS ⠀bold, original, practical, observant, excellent people skills. NEGATIVE TRAITS ⠀sensitive, conflict-averse, poor long-term planner, unfocused.

LIKES ⠀his fellow members, travelling to new places, dancing, singing, fashion, shopping, accessories, music, street food & street art, manga, bungeoppang, cherry pepsi max, blueberries, goldfish, lego, songwriting. DISLIKES ⠀bugs, cooking, green tea, reading, puzzles & brain teasers, waking up early, sci-fi movies, crime shows, maths. HOBBIES ⠀playing football, playing pool, collecting albums & vinyls, collecting photocards (particularly of his members), (trying to) learn new languages, music production, playing the drums. PHOBIAS ⠀atychiphobia (fear of failure), astraphobia (fear of thunder & lightning).

HABITS ⠀constantly repeating new words or phrases he’s recently learned (usually in a foreign language), doing tutting combos with his hands, snorting while laughing, cracking his knuckles, sneaking up to his fellow members in an attempt to scare them, rubbing at his eyes, clicking his tongue, playing his music too loud, idly tying his drawstrings into knots he can’t get undone. KNOWN FOR ⠀his tendency to break away and wander off from the rest of the group to go and explore on his own (even while filming), him holding up the others while he poses for fansites (particularly at the airport), his constant featuring of the dreamies & other members on his instagram, his spontaneous fit checks, his music recommendations (his lives are more of a radio hour than anything), his love for pda & need to cling onto whoever he’s closest to, his tendency to try and answer a question in a few short words but end up going on a tangent.

FAMILY ⠀mother ( 임요미 born 23 / 10 / 1981 alive )⠀╱⠀grandmother ( 임중안 born 01 / 07 / 1958 alive )⠀╱⠀half brother ( 임선민 born 15 / 09 / 2009 alive ).

ᶻ his favourite music genres are dance, rap, and pop. his favourite artists are azealia banks, michael jackson, exo, f(x), and gsoul. ᶻ kihyun is a known lyricist, and has contributed with lyrics on multiple albums (both within nct and, on occasion, for other groups also). he currently has twenty seven ( 27 ) writing credits under his name. ᶻ in the future he hopes to contribute more with production & composition. currently he does it mostly for fun, as he’s still learning.

ᶻ inside the group, kihyun considers himself closest to chenle, mark, johnny, hendery, jeno, and niko. ᶻ outside the group his friends include cléo of stray kids, giselle of aespa, matthew and hanbin of zerobaseone, and sohee of riize. ᶻ he currently shares an apartment with jisung, having recently moved out of the dorm together. ᶻ a member he wants to get closer to in the future is yangyang (and if he could switch units, he’d choose wayv). ᶻ his role models include key of SHINee, and d.o. of exo.

ᶻ fashion is a subject he’s been interested in for a while, and he’s coined the nickname ‘assistant fashion evaluator’—johnny accepted him as his ‘apprentice’ with pride. ᶻ his interest in italian stemmed from his mother’s love of both the country and the culture, and he grew up watching old italian films alongside her even if he could never understand a word. ᶻ his favourite movies are the bling ring, time to hunt, and the con artists. ᶻ kihyun has slated his ideal type as “someone who shares my sense of humour and can sometimes buy me nice things.”

#⠀૮ ᴖﻌᴖა⠀DRIVE ME CRAZY ✱⠀⠀——⠀⠀profile.#nct dream added member #nct oc addition #nct dream 8th member #nct addition #nct oc #kpop idol oc #kpop addition #kpop male oc #fictional idol community

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inconsideratekidney · 24 days ago

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10/17/24

hey gamers,

i wanna be a gamer, i wanna be up in here gaming on a thursday afternoon, double-monitored up, hella snacks.

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yoohoo big summa blowout. it's fall and it's amazing. loving my sweater moments because i exist in sweater weather. it is a time for seasonal depression, but also for cute and bulky sweaters! my favorite accessory. I consider them accessories because they are very much a part of my outfit. i am my outfit. i am the main attraction. just kidding...the sweater is the main attraction, i'm not that egotistical...

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anyway....i don't have much to say to be honest. i have talked to people and had my fill of spill-ing out my brain. i am content with my state of mind right now (i have no big assignments due tonight or tomorrow night). i am stressed about next week with 2 midterms and more big work coming in.

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the adhd brain is such an interesting thing--how can one be so distracted and yet not be able to distract oneself when necessary? trauma is one thing, but intrusive thoughts are so dumb and stupid. why have a brain if it can't function well enough to do what you tell it to do?

figures, i have so much on my plate and so much death in mind. my uncle's, my friend from high schools--which makes me think of the students last year who died and all others, and liam payne from one direction???? like what???? that's crazy. i can't strip that down for him the same anymore. wtf. like i can't take death in general, but this one is so different. it's like when cameron boyce died. so young and so out of the blue. i was shocked when i heard the news and it's just so terrible. fucking TMZ, ofc they posted a partial picture of his body, like wtf. no composure/demeanor like my interpreting gang knows. just odd behavior.

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i am into watching House MD and honestly it's so interesting. my mom was on general hospital and dr. quinn medicine woman, which i'm sure no one knows about and probably one other show i can't remember, but i am into House right now. i like the dynamic, for now, and might get sick of it soon, though, cause i've been watching it a lot lately and might be overindulging. it's whatever. the show is witty and informative. i enjoy seeing the ways that the doctors develop their personalities and i wish there was a bit more drama relating to each of the doctors, but it's mainly about house and his group of doctors. oh shwell. maybe i am more into drama hospital shows than i thought. my youtube shorts feed sure thinks i am (and i keep liking them). i hate algorithms sometimes.

i have been instagram-free for a couple of years now! and tik tok free for some handful of months! but i am terribly addicted to youtube shorts.....

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rock, paper, scissors, says shoot! i picked scissors what did you pick

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give me good recommendations for a laptop. i will bother everyone about this. i want a good computer that runs windows. pretty pls. my computer is giving me such a headache and i hate it. just anything with windows and that is somewhat light and somewhat cheap pretty pls. :prayer hands:

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rawr. i am the evil tiger of the wicked west. i will be taking all of your cookies. mwhahahhhahhaahhaha. om nom nom. they're mine now and in my belly. mmmm mmmmm. yummy.

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i need a brain break. rahhh hiyaa.

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tips on how to go insane?

step one: exist

step two: do life

step three: repeat.

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td:lr?

um, not much folks.

not much this time

gamer