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rkkyungsoo · 5 years ago

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‹ ace of hearts. ›

MGA5EP07 Performance Solo: All Night (0:30 - 4:21) & LUV (0:00 - 3:58)

With: @rksuwoong, @rkheejin, @ericxrk & coaches @rkella, @rkcheri & @rkwon

Honorary mention: @hyojinrk

Finale.

This was the final stretch and they were crowned the victors of the semi-finals. Joy flooded his chest as he turned towards Suwoong first, his smile so bright that it almost looked out of place on his usually stoic features. He hugged Hyojin - it was a slightly awkward hug because Kyungsoo was still learning how to embrace properly. For one glorious moment, the entire Royal team was perfectly content, basking in their victory, nearly forgetting that they too, must lose someone even though they were the winners.

When Hyojin’s name was called, Kyungsoo’s face visibly fell. Their arms dropped from each other, slowly. Hyojin was trying to not let his disappointment show, but Kyungsoo knew how much it must have hurt. He wanted to say something, but in the end got tongue tied and instead, held silence. Some of the others swept Hyojin away to comfort him, leaving Kyungsoo alone to think about...everything.

They were so close, just one step away from that grand finish line. This was what everyone was chasing after since day one - the thing that they shed endless sweat and potentially tears over. So now that Kyungsoo was actually close, why did he suddenly feel...scared?

Hyojin’s phone number was saved as the seventh friendly contact in his cell as they waved each other goodbye. Kyungsoo had so much on his mind that he barely heard Suwoong’s enthusiastic chatter on their way home. They needed not one song but two for the next week. This also meant two sets of choreo and different ambience for each. They had to select the songs, learn how to sing them, how to dance to them, what they wanted for stage setting and decide the outfits they’ll wear. This task alone would be difficult to accomplish and the Royal team had an additional challenge - they had to defend their crown. Their performances this week would surely be compared to Shangri-La and their only choice was to raise the bars.

There was no way Kyungsoo would want people to accuse his team of resting on their laurels.

Friday came and the coaches greeted them with enthusiasm. Coach Cheri brought them a delicious looking ice cream to celebrate their win. Kyungsoo walked forward absently to claim his portion, his mind still full of song choices when Cheri seemingly stumbled and dropped the cake. He stared, arms still outstretched as if he wanted to help save the cake even though he knew it would not be possible. The other contestants reacted similarly and that made the coaches burst out laughing. They produced the real cake and this one the contestants happily devoured as they discussed song choices. Hyojin, of course, was facetimed and Kyungsoo shook his head at Suwoong as his cousin attempted to feed the cake to their lost teammate through the screen.

One thing was for sure, the coaches got them good with that prank and this meant war.

...But it was a war they’d have to fight later because there were more pressing matters at hand.

Realistically speaking, there was no way they could choose two songs with difficult choreo and expect to be able to learn them in a week. All Night was chosen for their Royal themed song and Luv by She’z was selected by their Sphere theme. It was a difficult decision for the Sphere song and initially they put forward Please Don’t be Sad and Humph since they were both charismatic and had lovely vocals. One of the coaches pitched the idea of doing a girl group song, which Heejin latched onto since she haven’t gotten a chance to truly show off her feminine charms.

Suwoong and Kyungsoo looked at each other, both being terrible with girl groups they were of little help for the song selection. Thankfully, Coach Cheri reminded them of the girl group She’z, which was under Sphere. After going through their songs, the group opted for the very adorable LUV. The song had a simple choreo but good singing parts and lots of opportunity to show off their charisma.

Yeah, it was not Kyungsoo’s song at all because he wasn’t cute. Other people kept on telling him otherwise but Kyungsoo knew himself best, okay?

Anyway, he didn’t have a lot of time to have an internal debate about whether or not he had any aegyo to give because it was time to start working on their first song. Coach Ella, after watching the All Night dance, told them it was a song that required core muscles for getting off the floor without using hands and strong glutes for doing that open legged squat. As the result, working out became part of their routine. To make sure they were able to do the sexy squat during the chorus, the four Royal team contestants lined up against the wall and squatted. At some point, Coach Cheri even suggested they should practice harmonization while doing the squats. It must be a funny sight, Kyungsoo thought, to see four people exercising and sweating like pigs while singing so prettily.

The squats pretty much became part of their life that week and they found themselves squatting while eating, talking and even arguing. He didn’t have much conflict with Suwoong this week - it was as if they got it all out of their system already. Since it was the same people in the room, Kyungsoo was visibly chattier and more friendly this week compared to the last.

On Saturday, Kyungsoo presented the Royal team with handmade knee pads, courtesy of Mama Do. They had a dance move in All Night where they have to spin around on their knees, that part, while beautiful, can be pretty hard on their joints. After just trying the move out on Friday, Kyungsoo already knew they had to find some sort of protective measure or risk having bruises all over. If they wanted to stay on this career path, they’ll need their legs after Saturday. So, Mama Do decided to step in and help. The pads, lightweight and soft, were perfect to cushion their knees without hindering their movement. Everyone seemed appreciative and Kyungsoo texted his mom to let her know, she was overjoyed of course. Later, Suwoong the extra king sent her a whole video about how much he loved her and how she was the best person in the world. Mama Do nearly cried and Kyungsoo gave Suwoong the side eye the entire time.

On that same Saturday morning, the Royal contestants initiated their first prank retaliation against their coaches. Kyungsoo and Suwoong, since they were the first to arrive, conspired to jump scare the coaches. Kyungsoo was not in agreement at first because...this was so frigging childish. Still, when they heard footsteps coming and Suwoong stage whispered too loudly for him to hide, he did as requested. It was only Heejin, however, and the girl clearly heard Suwoong’s voice because she was well prepared for a scare. Tugging her behind the door with the two of them, they waited for their next victim, who turned out to be poor Eric. With Eric joining the line up (after a loud shriek), finally, they were able to give the Luxe girls the scare of the century when they arrived.

Kyungsoo was amused, until he realized that they actually scared the idols with Cheri actually shouting out GET AWAY, DEMON and Ella looking like she was ready to pass out. Feeling slightly guilty for having accepted this ridiculous prank idea, Kyungsoo walked over to Ella’s side and rubbed her back soothingly, only to get lightly punched on the arm by the woman. He gave her a sheepish look of apology, which turned into a soft smile when he realized he was forgiven.

They spent the rest of the day practising All Night choreo and went through LUV a few times too just to see where they can spice things up. By the time Sunday arrived, all of the contestants were able to gracefully rise from the ground handsfree. Their squat was looking fine, but Kyungsoo had a feeling they might need to start resting those muscles in between too - can’t walk up the stage sore, can they?

On Sunday, Kyungsoo sneaked out during lunch time for his own project. To make himself more comfortable with the crowd, he decided to do a quick street performance at a nearby park. Unfortunately, he did not notice little Eric was tailing him until it was too late. To make matters worse, Heejin and Suwoong who volunteered to go get the outfits this week, ended up catching the tail end of his performance too. Kyungsoo felt so flustered that he wanted to dig a hole and bury himself, but there was still much of the day left and his embarrassment streak had only begun.

“It’s a gift! You can’t refuse my gift!!” Suwoong waved the pastel yellow top in front of Kyungsoo’s face insistently. Since Sphere’s colour was yellow, they’d agreed to pick an outfit for LUV based on that. Kyungsoo knew he was going to be in something cutesy, but he didn’t expect Suwoong’s attempt in making him into a lemon icing cupcake.

“Uh-uh.” Kyungsoo shook his head as he took a step back from the top, as if somehow it was contaminated and even being in its proximity was dangerous. The top itself was yellow with long, white neck tie. Suwoong had purchased him a matching yellow hat (which reminded Kyungsoo unpleasantly of the hats Japanese elementary school kids wear) and sneakers too, for ‘added cuteness’.

“I am going to look like fucking pikachu,” he wanted to say, but managed to say the sentence without the swear word because he remembered the camera was watching. When Suwoong refused to back down and pressed the shirt closer to his body, Kyungsoo turned around and ran. That was a mistake because what did annoying older cousins do when they see the object of their endless desire to irritate run? They chase, that’s right. Suwoong ended up chasing Kyungsoo around the practice room before tackling him to the ground just outside of the practice room. Distant noises of protest can be heard and someone - probably Heejin - slowly shut the door behind the cousins for the sake of protecting the audience. Fifteen minutes later, Suwoong was the first to return to the studio. He was beaming and the reason was obvious as a very disgruntled Kyungsoo trailed in behind him, in that overly adorable outfit.

He wanted to die.

Monday started out early, much more so than the great su-ritto wanted. Since their argument last week, Kyungsoo had eased up in the mornings and started picking up Suwoong at 7 am instead of 5. Monday morning, however, he appeared at 5 again. While packing the blanket burrito into the back of his car, he explained to Suwoong that it was because he had to leave a bit earlier that night. He had dinner plans with Hyo and the two of them ate over at his place. Hyojin set up everything needed for a delicious bbq dinner and the two of them did a short vlog together singing JJ project. It was a spontaneous vlog that literally involved a laptop balanced precariously on a large salad bowl. Hyojin whipped out his guitar and Kyungsoo sang while carefully cooking the meat to perfection. The two of them took turns singing and eating. Kyungsoo made sure Hyo had lettuce wraps rolled to the shape for optimal human consumption every time he was ready to take a bite.

Their ex-teammate gave him a bag of snacks to bring in on Tuesday morning, including little sticky notes of encouragement for all of them. Kyungsoo laid the snacks out to the side of the practice room, so they could help themselves when they needed an energy boost. This week was less stressful mentally but physically, Kyungsoo was really feeling it. His abs (hidden under a thin (?) layer of fat) hurt and his ass was sore from all the squats. Almost every night, he passed out without listening to an audio book as he had to in the past. There were no dreams, only blissful oblivion.

On Wednesday, a second prank idea was proposed, this one intending not to scare the coaches but to lighten up the mood after these long days of practice. Eric initially protested when he heard there was a second prank coming but after hearing the idea, the other agreed. So, when the coaches showed up for Wednesday, they were greeted by the announcement of a song change idea. Kyungsoo and Heejin stood in the centre of the room and sang, with very serious expression, the soulful melody of the infamous PPAP. Then, Eric and Suwoong joined them and started dancing enthusiastically. Half way through they all started laughing because it was difficult to keep a straight face. The coaches smiled too, Kyungsoo saw them, just before Coach Ella (who was still pretending to be unamused) demanded for them to get back to practice.

On Thursday they were pulled in for a surprise interview and on Friday, the fun atmosphere they worked carefully to build over the week was all but vanished. Everyone seemed quieter, more thoughtful because they knew the performance day was tomorrow. This was going to change their lives, one way or another. Last minute tips were shared, such as how to find the recording cameras and look at them properly. Coach Won had a lot of thoughts on that, having been taught by someone himself and was excited to share. Eric insisted on a group hug after the final practice before bursting into tears because he never expected to make it this far and was so happy to have been chosen to represent Royal. Kyungsoo petted the teenager’s head soothingly, the same way he did to his cat when it was in a fussy mood. “Don’t cry ah,” he chided quietly, cutting in with his cool voice before other people could join in on the waterworks. It was a thing, you see, to start crying once you see someone else doing it.

“Seriously, we are going to perform in front of 3000 people tomorrow, not getting beheaded in front of them. I never understood the tears of joy thing so come on, give me a smile.” He grabbed hold of Eric’s face and squished their youngest teammate’s cheeks until the other whined for him to stop.

And then it was Saturday. The stage was larger, prettier and had better lighting than ever. Kyungsoo sat between Suwoong and Eric, poker face neatly disguising the nervousness he felt with each passing performance. Everyone did quite well, he thought, and came such a long way. He clapped and cheered earnestly for each of them, though he did think some of them were a little too ambitious with their song selections. The Royal team only picked two songs and did not do any sort of mash up, but Kyungsoo still thought they had a decent chance at victory. Flashiness, you see, didn’t always mean better. Often times, it could mean messier.

“Hello everyone, we are Royal Flush!” They declared and introduced themselves according to their card. Kyungsoo was the ace of hearts, Suwoong was the king of hearts, Heejin was their queen of hearts and their baby Eric was the jack. Why hearts? The audience will have to wait and see because that was a hint to their second song.

The stage was beautifully decorated with potted plants sprinkled with iridescent powder. Fresh flower arrangements hung from the ceiling, accompanied by realistic looking tree vines and a sweet floral scent. The screens at the side of the stage were inky blue, some displaying trees and plants as well to complete the picture they were attempting to paint - that enchanting garden, made mysterious by the night and over seen only by the stars and the moon...until you found it.

Blue light gave the stage a calming vibe as music played. One by one, the contestants of Royal laid down, their features softened by the clever angle of the lighting and appearing absolutely angelic in their outfits of white. Suwoong rose as the others fell, his arm graceful as it moved through the air. The music gave them their cue and the light dip of Suwoong’s hand was part of the prompt. The contestants propped themselves into a sitting position with their backs towards the audience.

Kyungsoo was the first to show his face as he spun around onto his knees, opening the song soft and dreamy.

왜 또 쳐다봐 cellular phone 결코 신경 안 쓰는 척 이런 나 참 우스워 너의 전활 기다리는 밤

As he rose and walked towards the right side of the stage, the other contestants stood up one by one as if they’ve been awakened, using that hands free movement they worked their core muscles so hard to achieve. Suwoong took the centre of the stage after him, followed by Heejin. Kyungsoo had the last line before chorus, which he smoothly delivered, glad that they had decided to cut out the jump spin to make things easier for the vocalists.

I can't wait, I can't wait, I can't wait

Heejin opened the chorus and Suwoong followed behind. Kyungsoo wheeled himself into the centre and dropped on one knee, waiting for his part.

졸린 듯이 나른나른 나른하게 스며 살짝 야릇야릇 야릇하게

He was first centre to do the squat that they’ve been practising all week. It wasn’t the easiest movement in the world considering they had to drop it quite low and get right back up. The key was to look classy and smooth giving that move, even though they were spreading their legs and letting their hand sweep across their crotch region almost immediately after. It was all about the hint with these sort of performances, a vague promise that will keep the audience watching and wanting. Kyungsoo brushed his thumb across his lips before dropping back down to let Suwoong who was behind him sing the next set of lines.

Eric came in with the rap, making small gestures with his hands to show they were attentive to the details. The rap started out slow and built up to a faster rate before Heejin returned to take centre stage with her powerful voice. Suwoong followed her before it was Kyungsoo’s line again.

��린 듯이 나른나른 나른하게 스며 살짝 야릇야릇 야릇하게 눈 감으면 그려지는 니 모습이 좋아 지금

Their next rap part was shorter, but very charming. The rest of them were on the ground, scooting back as Eric shuffled forward, their movements synchronized just as they had been in Shangri-La, moving as one.

Heejin stood, giving her beautiful high note before she is abruptly pulled into Suwoong’s arms, who, with a rather seductive look, whispered such a good night. Suwoong fangirls, how are we doing?

Kyungsoo’s part came immediately after. He dropped to his knees as he sang, smile unfaltering as he shrugged his jacket off of his left shoulder as if by accident. In the original choreography, the dancer pulled down the jacket with his hand, but Kyungsoo thought it would be more enticing if he made it look like an accident even though everyone should know it wasn’t. He asked Coach Ella to help him practice this move and trust me, even something as simple as shrugging off a jacket took a lot of effort. So Kyungsoo fans, you better be happy because oppa’s really trying here.

내 온 맘이 두근두근 두근 하게 해 놓고 넌 새근새근 새근 하게

Suwoong sang the next part with Heejin’s voice in the background.

Then, all four of them jumped as they sang one last time! White and iridescent confetti shot into the sky, fluttering over them like flower petals.

어서 내게 전화해

Kyungsoo swept his thumb across his lips again, letting confetti flakes fall and linger in between his dark strands of hair.

Let's call in, let's call in Let's call in, let's call in

Suwoong was singing call me all night in the background throughout Kyungsoo’s part and Heejin brought the song to a close. Kyungsoo laid down on the ground for their final pose, his elbow propped and his hand under his chin. Suwoong and Eric sat back-to-back against each other while Heejin was left standing. As the last of the confetti flakes fell to the ground, their first performance of the night ended. It was not yet time for a round of celebratory pats on the back, for they had another battle incoming.

After another round of performances, this time with their second concept, it was once again, team Royal’s turn. When they appeared once again on the stage, they were unrecognizable. Having traded in their princely (or in Heejin’s case, queenly) white attire for pastel cuteness, Kyungsoo thought he actually heard a few cheers of pleasant surprise in the audience. They chose yellow because Sphere’s company colour was that. According to their coaches, Sphere favoured either the energetic/peppy or the youthful/shy vibe and they ended up picking the latter.

“Hello, Royal Flush back again to bring you our second performance.” And then Suwoong did a mini speech on how the song was supposed to represent their love for the audience. The song, LUV, was also why they chose to introduce themselves as the Royal Flush of the suit Hearts earlier because...yeah, you get it. Love, hearts, they go hand-in-hand.

Realistically speaking, there was no way they could learn two challenging choreos in the span of a week. Just because they had to choose something easier dance wise, however, didn’t mean they couldn’t still make it good. This was a lighthearted song to end the night of performances, aimed to bring up the nostalgia factor and make everyone feel warm and fuzzy inside.

The stage dimmed and individual spotlights illuminated their forms as they posed along to the music. The stage brightened and yellow light paused according to the beat as they walked into the centre of the stage, positioning themselves for the beginning of their song.

The song was opened by Heejin, who looked really cute in her yellow skirt and white tennis shoes. Kyungsoo had the line after her:

이제는 가끔 생각나는 그때 L.O.V.E LUV 시간을 되돌릴 수는 없나요

At first he was worried about having to act over the top cute. A closer look at the original dance by She’z revealed, however, that none of them had those exaggerated fake expressions he was expecting. So for this performance, he just thought about things that made him happy. Remember the...you know, two and a half people that he ever loved and all that. If anything, he played into his awkward shy nature a little, trying to be the cute guy everyone kept on telling him he was.

The L.O.V.E part had a very easy but memorable hand movement part, which they fully intended to use later in the performance.

Eric got to sing for this song and the audience, used to Royal team’s little rapper, was in for a treat. Heejin supported Eric with her vocals in the background before handing the next set of lines to Suwoong.

너와 나 두렵지가 않던 그 시간 서로 손을 잡을 때면 Yeah

Ay, this song. Too damn cute. When was the last time Kyungsoo actually tried to hold someone’s hands? Probably never. If one of his exes asked him to recall the most wonderful moments during their relationship, he’d probably end up spewing some nsfw content that would not help the situation.

They were in the chorus again and the same iconic dance was repeated, Kyungsoo searched for the camera using tips coach Won provided before and put on his...erm, cutesy expression.

이제는 가끔 생각나는 그때 L.O.V.E LUV 시간을 되돌릴 수는 없나요

The last time they rolled into the chorus, they did something special. “Do it with us!” They shouted in unison as they danced. This part they actually had to practice because they wanted to sound uniform, not scattered.

이제는 가끔 생각나는 그때 L.O.V.E LUV 시간을 되돌릴 수는 없나요

By this point, even if the audience didn’t know the song from their past, they’ve hopefully been shown it enough times to copy the movement. Kyungsoo turned his eyes towards the ceos as if encouraging them to do it. Come on, his stare intensified on So Jiseob’s face. He knew the man was stoic and all but we are your team, give us some support. Next hopeful look went to Baek Jiyoung because this was a Sphere song so surely she knew it well. This would be a great opportunity to celebrate her senior artists but would she do it?

Whether or not the CEOs actually raised their arms in the end, Kyungsoo didn’t know because he was back to following the choreo and ending their song. All four of the contestants sang the last line together before striking their ending pose, which was forming a heart between the four of them. Suwoong and Kyungsoo were on the ground while Heejin and Eric remained standing because they were the shorter duo. They smiled, arms outstretched, giving the audience the big heart as a sign of their love, just as mentioned earlier.

Now it was truly over. Kyungsoo looked at the stage one last time as everyone was summoned back for the results. He wondered if he’ll ever get to perform like this again. The MGAs, while stressful at times, certainly gave him an experience that he would never forget.

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thetravelerwrites · 5 years ago

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Ichabod (Demon/Fae)

Rating: Teen Relationships: Female Human/Male Demon-Fae Additional Tags: Exophilia, Demon, Fae Content Warnings: Multiple Sclerosis, Muscle Spasms, Temporary Paralysis, Wheelchair, Mobility Aids, Period Mention, Blood Mention Words: 4280

Commission by @littlemissmonsterfan, this story debuts a new series set in Declan’s universe: The Towns! A young woman with Multiple Sclerosis is living in a convent just outside Shelter Forest, being cared for by the nuns there. A traveling physician frequently sells his medicines to the nuns, and when the young woman falls into a ravine and can't get out, the physician comes to her rescue. She soon begins to suspect he's not exactly human. Please reblog and leave feedback!

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Growing up in the Temple of Lilith had been an interesting way to spend your childhood. The Daughters of Lilith believed that she was the original feminist, refusing to be bent to the will of both Adam and God. Where many considered her a demon, the Daughters saw her as the model of womanhood: strong, self-reliant, and rejecting the notion of living under the thumb of any man, mortal or immortal.

Having been abandoned on their doorstep when you were only a few years old, they had taken you in and raised you, as they had many young women over the years, despite your condition. There was something wrong with your nerves, which caused tremors, spasms, and twitching in your body. Sometimes, you experienced a temporary paralysis of your feet and legs, which made walking difficult. The Daughters had commissioned a special chair for you from the local wood carver, which had wheels so that you could be pushed along during your episodes of muscle weakness and paralysis. There were also special canes they’d had made for you so that you could walk unassisted when you had the strength to do so.

You often experienced pain, especially when trying to sleep, and the local apothecarist’s typical medicines didn’t seem to help. Luckily, there was a traveling physician who came by regularly that sold more potent tinctures, which helped tremendously. The Daughters seem to distrust him, though in fairness, they had a natural distrust for men in general.

He’d been coming every few months since you could remember, and the Daughters would hide you away when he came to sell his wares, fearful of some awful thing they refused to share with you. You’d grown up with a curiousness about this man, wondering if you’d ever meet him, if he was as nefarious as the Daughters insisted he could be, and if he perhaps could do something to help you walk better. He was a doctor, after all.

You caught your first glimpse of him when you were fifteen. You managed to sneak out of your room while the Daughters were at prayer, dodging past Daughter Liana who was charged with caring for you, and saw him through a stained-glass window coming up the secluded path that led to the convent. He was punctual, always coming on the first day of the new season, always in the morning as prayers were being said. He waited patiently for prayers to conclude and for the Eldest Daughter to greet him at the steps, never entering until he was invited. You watched him as he waited, standing still as a statue, one hand on the strap of the large back slung over his shoulder and the other behind his back.

He was an extremely tall, willowy person, almost inhumanly thin and lanky, with an androgynous appearance you weren’t used to seeing. He had incredibly long, white hair pulled into a practical braid down his back, and dark, nearly black eyes. His skin was equally as pale as his hair and, in the sun, seemed to have an almost iridescent sheen to it, though that could have been an effect of looking through the colored glass. You couldn’t determine his age; he seemed older than his smooth, angular face and lithe form would suggest but still quite young. He wore a plain, black suit and coat, similar to what a priest might wear, except that it had no priest’s collar. Instead, a physician’s symbol was embroidered on the left breast. He had no other adornments or decoration.

He seemed a simple, practical man to your young eyes. While you had to admit to yourself that he was quite beautiful in an almost preternatural kind of way, looking at him now you had no doubt that the was every bit as dangerous as the Daughters warned you he was.

Abruptly, his eyes shifted from the front gate, where he was waiting patiently, to the window upstairs where you were hiding, watching him. You ducked down as best you could, hoping the stained glass hid you from his view, but his gaze never wavered. Your heart hammered in your chest, and you wanted to turn and run, but you were glued to the spot. His face was expressionless, so you couldn’t determine if he could actually see you or not. But he kept staring.

Then, Eldest Daughter exited the main building and opened the gate for him. He turned his attention to her, never once acknowledging if he saw you. He shook Eldest’s hand, smiling cordially, and followed her inside. You shook yourself out of your stupor and escaped back to your room, your heart pounding. You felt faint and decided to lay down. Unfortunately, you ran into Daughter Liana on your way there.

“What are you doing out of your room!” She exclaimed in a loud whisper. “You know what day it is!”

“I was only going to the privy!” You lied as she took your arm and helped you to where your chair was waiting.

“You shouldn’t be out where he could see you!”

“Why would that matter?” You asked. “Besides, he’s a doctor, Liana. Wouldn’t it be better if he knew I was here? He could help me,” You argued for perhaps the hundredth time.

“Other than his tinctures, you don’t need his kind’s help,” She muttered darkly.

“His kind? Do you mean men, or something else?”

She didn’t answer. Instead, she ushered you into your chair, laid a blanket over your legs, and wheeled you back to your room.

You didn’t see him again after that. Daughter Liana made it a point to sit in the room with you on days the physician visited, making sure you didn’t wander. You resented this confinement, but you couldn’t do much about it.

Several years passed. As you grew into adulthood, Eldest Daughter had asked you many times about becoming a nun yourself, rather than just a ward of the convent. You already participated in all the daily rituals anyway, you were practically a nun already, she argued. All that was left was to take the vows. You confessed to her that you weren’t certain that you wanted to join the nunnery. Eldest simply asked you to consider it and left it at that.

You were pretty sure you wouldn’t have much of a choice before long. There weren’t very many options available to you and you certainly didn’t have any other place to go. Your legs were becoming weaker as you got older, and you were concerned that you’d be bound to the invalid’s chair permanently, which didn’t lend you much in the way of job prospects. You could weave baskets and straw hats on your good days, but that alone wouldn’t be enough to earn you a living.

You’d had the idea of trying to marry, but there were several problems with that. Not only would the Daughters be severely disappointed in you, but you also didn’t want to be a burden to your spouse.

Besides, you often thought with a sad sigh, who would want me, anyway?

One thing you did enjoy was blackberry picking for the autumn wine the Daughters made every year. The wine was consecrated and sold to young women for luck and fortune. It was also a really good dessert wine.

You went out with Daughter Liana to the edge of the grounds and sat down in a full patch, picking around the brambles. This was about as far as you’d ever been from the cloisters since being left here; you weren’t exactly forbidden from leaving, you simply couldn’t get far on your own. Beyond this patch was the treeline to the forest, which you’d never set foot in and had no interest in doing. You’d heard all manner of stories about the creatures who lived there and weren’t excited about the prospect of meeting any of them.

“I’m going to deliver this bushel to the kitchen,” Daughter Liana said, standing up with her basket. “Will you be alright here on your own for a few moments?”

“Of course,” You said with a laugh, not looking up from picking. “Where would I go?”

“Where indeed,” She teased with a chuckle, and you saw her shadow disappear.

You had picked all you could reach from this spot and reached for your cane to move to another, only to find it wasn’t were you left it. It was just on the edge of the treeline about ten feet away.

“What?” You muttered to yourself. With a little bit of struggle, you managed to get to your feet without the cane and limp over to it. As you bent down to retrieve it, the ground seemed to shift underneath you, and you fell tail over teakettle down a ravine that seemed magically placed at the entrance to the treeline. Rocks and shrubs beat and cut your skin as you rolled, finally coming to a stop near a dead, broken tree. You barely had time to register your surroundings when you lost consciousness.

When you woke up, your head was killing you and you heard the others calling your name. Your cane was nowhere to be seen. You tried using the tree to stand, but your left leg fell out from under you and wouldn’t support any weight.

“No, not now!” You cried. “Help! I’m down here! Help!”

You kept calling, but your voice didn’t seem to escape the barrier of the trees.

“Oh, god, I don’t want to spend the night here,” You whispered.

“Could I be of assistance?” A deep voice asked from behind you. You gasped and turned, seeing the ethereal physician coming up. You hadn’t even heard his footsteps. You gasped at his sudden presence and you grabbed around for your cane or a stick or something to defend yourself with.

He held up his hands and ducked his head. “My apologies! I didn’t mean to startle you! We’ve been searching for you. Do you need help?”

You eyed him suspiciously. “...yes…please,” You said slowly. “What are you doing out here?”

“The Daughters have been looking for you for hours.”

“Hours?” You exclaimed.

The physician nodded, coming closer cautiously. “Word got to the village nearby, where I’m currently staying. I felt I should lend my aid. Are you alright?”

You shook your head, but stopped when the pain worsened. “No, sir, I cannot stand.”

He regarded you with a concerned expression, his dark eyes sweeping over your prone body. “Have you broken or sprained something?”

“No, sir,” You repeated. “I have weak muscles and my nerves are bad. My left leg is paralyzed and I think I hit my head.”

“I see.” He knelt and, after showing you his hands were empty and he wasn’t a threat, began gently prodding your head. “You’ve got a bit of a knot here, and you’re pretty scraped up all over. You must have had a nasty fall. Well, nothing for it.” He put his arms under you and lifted you effortlessly; you squeaked and held onto his shoulders.

“Put me down! I’m too heavy!”

“Nonsense! How else are you going to get out of this ravine? Please allow me to help.” He looked down with a shy smile. “Call me Ichabod, if you would. Are you one of the nuns? You’re not wearing the vestments.”

“I’m a ward of the convent, sir,” You replied as he began hiking up the incline. You were a rather chubby young woman and you were surprised that he showed no signs of exertion, despite carrying your weight uphill. “Though the Eldest has been pushing me to take the vows.”

“Ward?” He echoed. “I’ve never heard of a ward at the convent. Have you recently come to live here?”

“No, sir,” You replied, trying not to stare at his very pretty face. “I’ve been here since I was a small child.”

His face scrunched, though you weren’t certain why. “Please, I insist you call me Ichabod. May I ask your name?”

“Ellis,” You replied. “Though I don’t know if that’s my real name. It’s just what the Daughters call me.” You looked around you as he carried you upward. “You wouldn’t happen to have seen my cane, would you?”

“I’m afraid not,” He replied with a contrite smile. “Do you need a cane to walk?”

“When I’m strong enough to walk,” You said. “Although I am confined to a chair on bad days.”

“I’m assuming you are the person the Daughters buy the medicine for, then?” He asked kindly.

“Yes,” You admitted. “I get pain fairly regularly, and the normal tinctures don’t help. You’ll have to give me the recipe.”

He laughed. “Sorry. Trade secret.” He looked down at you, frowning. “How on earth did you get to the bottom of the ravine?”

“It was the strangest thing,” You told him. “My cane was moved away from me. I went to fetch it and it was like the ground crumbled beneath me.”

“Ah,” He said. “Yes, it’s not good to wander near this part of the forest. The convent grounds are protected, but fairies have been known to play tricks on unsuspecting humans who encroach on their territory. You weren’t the first and you likely won’t be the last.”

“Well, that’s comforting,” You said sarcastically. “There are really fairies out here?”

“Afraid so,” He replied. “And they’re not like the ones in story books.” He finally made it to the crest of the hill and he hadn’t even broken a sweat. “Ah, here we are. Ladies!” He called at the group gathered at the steps. “I’ve found her!”

There were relieved gasps and exclamations from the Daughters as they rushed forward to receive you. Liana came forward with your chair and Ichabod eased you down into it.

“There now,” He said. “Let’s get you inside so I can see to those wounds.”

“Thank you, sir,” Eldest said curtly. “But we can take it from here.”

“Very well,” Ichabod replied pleasantly. “Then can you refer me to her normal physician? I’d like to inform them of her current predicament and ensure she’s seen right away.”

Eldest shifted uncomfortably.

Ichabod eyed her with a stern expression. “She is seeing a doctor regularly, isn’t she? It’s unhealthy for someone in her condition to not be getting regular medical attention.”

“Well…” Eldest mumbled. “It may have been some time since she was last seen by a doctor.”

Ichabod frowned. “That won’t do, Madam. That won’t do at all. This woman’s condition requires attention. You gentlewomen are quite knowledgeable, I have no doubt, but forgive my impertinence, none of you are doctors.” He looked down at you, appraising. “How long have you had this illness?”

“My whole life,” You replied. “It’s gotten worse as I’ve aged.”

His frown deepened. “As far as I’m aware, there is no physician in the village, correct?”

Well… no, sir,” Daughter Liana confessed.

“What therapies have you employed to strengthen her muscles and alleviate her pain?”

The Daughters glanced at each other furtively. “We’ve only given her the medicine.”

“Unacceptable,” Ichabod replied sternly. “I’ll be surprised if she hasn’t developed a dependency after taking it for so long. It isn’t good for her to rely on the pain-killer alone. She needs physical therapy and regular exercise.” He looked down at you and smiled shyly. “I’d be happy to undertake the position of your personal doctor, if you’d take me.”

“I couldn’t take up so much of your time!” You insisted. “You don’t need to go to so much trouble!”

“It’s no trouble at all, I assure you,” He replied. “Caring for others is what I’m supposed to do. It’s my job, after all.” He reached into his bag and took out an ointment jar and bandages. “Now let’s get these injuries seen to.”

“I must put my foot down,” Eldest said. “It is inappropriate of you to be this young woman’s physician.”

“This young woman is an adult, is she not?” Ichabod retorted. “Isn’t it less appropriate to assume what she wants without asking her first?” He looked down and smiled. “What say you, miss?”

You could sense the disapproval from all of the Daughters, but you couldn’t help feel curious.

“Can you really help me?” You asked him.

He sighed. “I can’t make any promises. Your condition has gone untreated for a long time and the damage may be irreversible. There are no magic cures, I’m afraid. But you have my word that I’ll do my utmost for you and I will do everything in my power to ease your discomfort.”

You took a breath and nodded. “Very well, then.”

The Daughters murmured in dissent, but they didn’t argue. Ichabod bowed.

“Excellent. Now, can we finally get these injuries seen to? I’m getting twitchy just looking at them.”

After treating your wounds and an in-depth examination, during which he observed your muscles spasms and twitches, Ichabod made arrangements to come twice a week after tea time for therapy and assessments. Daughter Liana had been in the room during the examination, acting as a chaperone. She’d gone to fetch some extra blankets to elevate your legs, as Ichabod suggested for your comfort, but she had left the door wide open.

“Let’s cut your consumption of the painkiller back to a single teaspoon before bed,” He said, setting a new bottle on your bedside table. “You’ll likely always need the medicine, but there are other things we can do to lessen the aches and pains that doesn’t require knocking you into a stupor. When I come back in a few days, I’ll bring some simple exercise items, some walking aids, and we’ll begin to tailor your treatment regime.”

“Are you sure you’re not putting yourself out?” You asked him from your chair. He had helped you get back in it after the exam.

“Absolutely not,” He insisted. “It’ll be a challenge to determine what will and won’t help you in the long term, but I didn’t become a doctor because it was easy. I want to help people. And you need help. It’s as simple as that, miss.”

When he returned for his scheduled appointment, he had brought with him something he called a triple-stick, which looked like three canes nailed together with short planks of wood in an open vector shape. At the base of each cane was a wheel. He also had strips of stretchy fabric, ointments, and a bag of herbs.

“Your muscle tone concerns me,” He said, laying out the items on a table. “It’s clear you’ve been largely sedentary, which has led to some atrophy, especially in your legs. I think we’ll start with some simple lie-down stretching and moving your joints a bit. I’d also recommend a deep tissue massage with the ointment, but I assume as if your caretakers would object to that.”

“You assume correctly,” Liana said from the corner, not looking up from her embroidery.

“Therefore, I will leave the ointment with you and allow you to apply it yourself,” Ichabod said with a small chuckle. “Now, lie down and get comfortable.”

You obeyed, laying on the cot with the blankets under your legs for comfort. You were wearing a light linen tunic and matching short breeches, which seemed more practical than your normal dresses and skirts.

He tied one of the strips of fabric into a loop, had you brace it on your forearms and put one foot into the loop, pushing away from your body until your leg was fully extended against the tension of the fabric. He had you hold it for three seconds, then pull your knee back and relax your leg. Three seconds extended, three seconds relaxed. After ten pushes with the left leg, he had you switch to the right.

“Doing alright?” He asked as he watched your progress.

“Yes,” You said, just as your right arm twitched.

“Is that painful?” He asked.

“No, it’s just annoying,” You replied.

He smiled. “I imagine. Do you want to continue?”

“Yes.”

“Alright, but if it becomes uncomfortable, let me know immediately. We don’t want to pull or tear anything.”

“I will.”

Three full rounds each leg, and then he had you do the same with your arms. The twitching made holding the extended arm difficult, but you powered through it. He then had you lie still and rest.

“Was that too hard?” He asked.

“No, just tiring,” You replied.

“Good,” He said, pleased. “We’ll do these every few days. I want to rebuild your muscle mass before we try anything more complicated. When you can do those without getting fatigued, we’ll move up to five, then ten. After that, we’ll introduce new exercises.”

You huffed a laugh. “I was worried this was going to be excruciating and panic-inducing.”

He laughed with you. “Not at all. A little bit of soreness is to be expected, but the whole point is to help you move without pain. Working you to the point of torment would be counterproductive.” He put a hand on your shoulder. “When you feel rested, we’ll go again.”

It went on this way for a few weeks, with the therapy slowly getting more and more challenging. It was tiring but rewarding; you could feel your muscles strengthened with each session. He also insisted you take regular walks around the grounds using the triple stick. On days when the twitching in your arms was too bad to allow exercise, he focused on training your legs. On days when your legs refused to obey you, he would move them for you. You could work longer and longer as time went on without feeling as tired. You were surprised at how much of a difference a little bit of treatment had made.

The Daughters were still very distrustful of Ichabod, and you yourself kept him at an arm’s distance. Even still, you had to admit you were quite taken with his quiet patience, soft voice, shy smile, and gentle laugh. He’d never failed to be pleasant and courteous, even in the face of the Daughters’ borderline rudeness and your difficult days when you were grouchy and in pain. You couldn’t help feeling charmed by him.

Having said that, you knew there was something… not quite right about him. Up close, you often thought his skin looked strangely shimmery, like that of a dragonfly’s wing, but perhaps that was only because he was so pale. His eyes would sometimes appear black and starry, but the effect was gone when he blinked, and you’d almost convinced yourself it was a trick of the light. You had once asked him his age, and he had laughed in a good-natured way and said “old enough,” leaving it at that.

Whatever he was, whatever lay underneath the veneer, you wondered if you’d care at all if you saw it. You wondered if you’d be frightened, if he’d be as otherworldly as his human self, or if he would be some thing made of ash and smoke, something that would blow away if you got to close.

On your next scheduled therapy day, you could feel that your monthly courses were going to begin very soon; you felt fatigued and your belly was tender and a little bloated. You were worried that it might be awkward or affect your ability to do the exercises.

Ichabod, however, was as bright and energetic as ever when he arrived.

“Good afternoon, Ellis!” He said cheerfully. “How are you feeling today?”

“A bit tired, actually,” You admitted.

“I’m sorry to hear that. We’ll take it easy today, then,” He said. “Daughter Liana, would you be so kind as to fetch a pan of warm water?”

“Certainly,” Liana said, setting down her stitching. Ichabod had begun to soak your feet in herb-infused water at the beginning of every session to ease the pain in your joints.

Ichabod thanked Liana as she shuffled off and began setting out the items from his bag. He helped you sit on the edge of your bed and remove your indoor slippers. “Hmm,” He hummed, inhaling deeply.

“What?”

“You smell nice today. Are you wearing perfume?”

You blushed. He had never complimented you like that before.

“No,” You replied. “I don’t own perfume.”

“Oh.” He moved your foot forward and back carefully, working the tendons gingerly, his touch as firm as it always is. “Different soap?”

“Nope. Same as usual.”

“Odd,” He said contemplatively. “I wonder why…” His hands stilled, holding your leg loosely in his grasp, staring at the skin. Before you could ask if anything was wrong, he leaned forward and placed an open-mouthed kiss on your ankle. You could feel something sharp jab you and the tip of his tongue playing across your skin. You jumped and gasped.

He came back to awareness and flung himself away from you, crashing into the table, his hands hiding his face.

“Forgive me!” He cried. “Please forgive me! That was most inappropriate! My sincerest apologies, I don’t know what came over me!” He began to quickly pack up his supplies. “I… I feel unwell suddenly. Perhaps we should postpone this session until we’re both in better spirits.”

“Of course,” You said slowly, completely taken aback and in shock. “I… I hope you feel better.”

“Y-yes… thank you,” He replied. Continuing to avoid your eye, he shouldered his bag and left abruptly without a farewell.

You stared after Ichabod where he had disappeared through the door in a state of utter confusion. You looked down and saw a single cut, barely a pin-prick, on your ankle. A small spot of blood welled up there, and you reached down to wipe it away.

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ao3feed-mfmm · 5 years ago

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Lock It Tight

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/37cZyW8

by LeChatNoir1918

An alternative scene for what happens after Jack drops Phryne off at her room at the chalet. (You know, the whole "But Jack, if I lock my door, nobody could get in.") Because I think we all agree that Jack's self-control sometimes needs to be less durable.

Words: 4280, Chapters: 2/2, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of Missed Opportunities

Fandoms: Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Phryne Fisher, Jack Robinson

Relationships: Phryne Fisher/Jack Robinson, Phryne Fisher & Jack Robinson

Additional Tags: So listen, I had to do this Missed Opportunity for christmas, Episode: s02e13 Murder Under the Mistletoe, it's very fluffy, but also smut, obviously, because I'm still me and can't help myself

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/37cZyW8

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #mfmm

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ao3feed-westallen · 6 years ago

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If I Dive Too Deep

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by spacemonkey766

The Dominators had fled, the world was safe, and Team Flash had another win under their belt. Then why did it feel like they were still struggling, like Barry still needed saving. In the aftermath of the Invasion, Iris and Cisco each have their own emotional battle to wage in pulling Barry out from the deep end.

Words: 4280, Chapters: 2/2, Language: English

Fandoms: The Flash (TV 2014)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Barry Allen, Iris West, Cisco Ramon

Relationships: Barry Allen/Iris West

Additional Tags: Angst, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Friendship, Romance, Invasion! Crossover Event (CW DC TV Universe), Post-Invasion! Crossover Event (CW DC TV Universe), Episode Tag, Missing Scene, Companion Piece, Barry Allen Needs a Hug

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2x6HSMp

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #WestAllen #westallen

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ao3feed-ladynoir · 7 years ago

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Amour chassé-croisé: The Lead Up

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by Mishirure

A series of drabbles describing innermost thoughts during episodes we've already seen, beginning with Glaciator. This is also (hopefully) clear up some plot things that never really got addressed again in the show up to this point. This will most likely lead up to a larger fic that deviates from the show as a whole.

Chapter titles are the same as episode titles.

Words: 4280, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Miraculous Ladybug

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M

Characters: Chat Noir (Miraculous Ladybug), Marinette Dupain-Cheng, Ladybug (Miraculous Ladybug), Adrien Agreste

Relationships: Adrien Agreste/Marinette Dupain-Cheng, Adrien Agreste/Ladybug, Chat Noir/Ladybug (Miraculous Ladybug), Chat Noir/Marinette Dupain-Cheng

Additional Tags: love square, These Idiots, really tho, clearing up some plot holes, exploring possible thought processes, dribbles that are probably leading up to a bigger fic, this fandom has consumed my soul, Help

April 17, 2018 at 11:34PM read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2H7lZU0

#AO3Feed #FanFics #AO3 Ladynoir #💖#🐞#❤️#🐱#💚#Ladynoir #Adrienette #Marinette Dupain Cheng #Adrien Agreste #Miraculous Ladybug #Amour chassé-c #April 2018

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bobbie-robron · 1 month ago

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Look, Aaron. I’m trying to be straight with ya? (Part 1)

Like Carl is with you? About him and Del? SLEEPING together?

Young Aaron’s last substantial appearance in an episode until Nov-2008 (the next is just a cameo). Chas is out of the wheelchair. The antagonism between Chas and Aaron is heavy in the air so much so that Aaron tells Chas about Carl and Del. Chas confronts slug Del about having had sex with Carl.

08-Feb-2006

#classic ED #classic ED original aaron’s story #20060208 #episode 4280 #part one of the episode #classic ED 2006 #200602 #carl king #chas dingle #aaron livesy #danny webb #val lambert #del dingle #aaron springs the news of carl having cheated on her #chas confronts del

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ao3feed-destiel · 7 years ago

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Lost

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by Mischel

My take on what happens right after the episode 12x23 All Along the Watchtower. Dean's POV, Mary's POV and Sam's POV. Destiel. Jack brings Cas back to life.

(wow I really suck at summaries today huh)

Words: 4280, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 9 of Supernatural s12 Codas

Fandoms: Supernatural

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Major Character Death

Categories: M/M

Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Mary Winchester, Lucifer (Supernatural), Jack Kline, Castiel

Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester, Castiel & Dean Winchester

Additional Tags: Pain, Coda, Episode Tag, Season/Series 12, Season Finale, Post-Episode: s12e23 All Along the Watchtower, Episode: s12e23 All Along the Watchtower, Spoilers for Episode: s12e23 All Along the Watchtower, Destiel - Freeform, Sam Knows, Mary knows, dean cries, Castiel is alive again at the end

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#/users/Mischel/pseuds/Mischel #author #ao3feed #ao3feed destiel #destiel #<a href= rel=>Mischel</a>

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younghyvn · 8 years ago

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Getting Into DAY6 Masterlist

for the future trash cans out there

(because why not?)

A few facts about the band to start off.

DAY6 is a self-composing 5-member boy band (formerly 6) from JYP Entertainment. (YES THEY ARE FROM JYPE) Originally called 5live until the addition of Dowoon the drummer in Mid 2015

They debuted on September 7, 2015, with the song Congratulations from the debut album, "The Day" (BLESS THIS SARCASTIC SONG)

Last year, 2016, they came back with the song, Letting Go, from the album "Daydream".

I can't think of anything else

Music Videos

Congratulations - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x3sFsHrUyLQ

Letting Go - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1-1TGNmQqZA

I Wait - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O3nFopIjmjI

Soundtrack Cover Series (2016)

This Song -https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fa1JKDf73GM / Epilogue - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d8lL_NOfXpI

Well Done My Friend -https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=33jS0xLJFAM / Epilogue - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gC-s2gtDJgE

Sofa - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tqknk8MngMQ / Epilogue - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D9D0rL9D92c

Like This - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LprRyxfWMtc / Epilogue -https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k9HMYaY_YY4

Bad Boy - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dDK3uFsXAfE /Epilogue - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fcz2Pa8OJPs

Vapp Radios (Favorites)

http://www.vlive.tv/video/1846/DAY6-Spot-Live--Rolling-Hall

http://www.vlive.tv/video/2482/DAY6-Daily-Camera-episode-1

http://www.vlive.tv/video/2752/DAY6-Daily-Camera-episode-2

http://www.vlive.tv/video/3047/Live-DAY-with-DAY6-Behind%E2%99%A1

http://www.vlive.tv/video/4280/DAY6%EC%9D%98-Christmas-NOTE

http://www.vlive.tv/video/4597/DAY6-%EB%84%98%EB%82%98%EC%B6%94%EC%9A%B4%EA%B2%83-Note

http://www.vlive.tv/video/4703/DAY6-%EC%98%81%ED%99%94%EA%B4%80%ED%83%90%EB%B0%A9-NOTE

http://www.vlive.tv/video/8469/Live-DAY-%EB%B9%84%ED%95%98%EC%9D%B8%EB%93%9C%E2%99%A1

http://www.vlive.tv/video/9064/DAY6-%EC%BD%98%EC%84%9C%ED%8A%B8-%EB%81%9D%EB%82%AC%EB%8B%A4-%EC%A7%91%EC%97%90-%EC%A1%B0%EC%8B%AC%ED%9E%88%EA%B0%80%EC%9A%94%E2%99%A1

http://www.vlive.tv/video/13464/DAY6-1st-Anniversary-%EB%8D%B0%EC%8B%9D%EC%9D%B4%EB%93%A4-%EB%8F%8C%EC%9E%94%EC%B9%98

The Entire FreeHan Radio Series http://www.vlive.tv/channels/F4F147

Rare subbed radio shows (Day6 used to be part of a weekly Sukira segment called C30, Now they just go once every 3 weeks)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qv9IJaLXQaE

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LaH-k5t_dvg (other parts are in the channel)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=keEkZ8eXPxw

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h0GDDuTOK10

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pRDzpTy1HpQ

Interviews

1. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nOUhYqn78vQ

2. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LnBsVqxS1mg

3. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XdOVWzOape0

4. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LnBsVqxS1mg

Special vids: (concert making etc)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_6-kFFa67Lk

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x_lI7UZXS3Y

http://www.vlive.tv/video/20195/포스트-DAY6-MAGAZINE-Every-DAY6-January

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6vD6TEWuGvI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KbcJDoNeOlU

Day6 Covers: They have over 100 so I just picked some random ones

1. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BENqSGsRLZI

2. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mcjgQWem0n4

3. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AXbOgY5-fBM

4. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QHOuuVcWk8Q

5. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2657PBSF_4E

6. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uN3hPHiiMWo

7. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KnQbylivC4A

For more, search DAY6 Cool FM on Youtube

Day6 have started performing in clubs prior to debuting. Anyway here's a few of their club performances. (there are a billion fancams out there)

Take a chance on me - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x1gBOwtOIGI

Locked out of Heaven - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_lEkSQpg_UM

Bruno Mars Medley - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DjhfFNPbitk

Don't Leave Me - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7e3qMHG3zhc

Confession Song - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cPjqEz9OMx8

Original Songs Perf:

Freely - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W_C3t1Nohto

Out of My Mind - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sxUQucbUVOA

Habits -https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4eg6_wZTA3o

Like that Sun -https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=usy7_j9qdQM

Congratulations - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dBShLTlKm2A

Colors - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aGcYiLNi7Hs

Blood - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AMAiLsI8LVA

First Time - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MigfH7KmiEg

Letting Go - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KmYJ-VDtmDY

Sing Me - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JZKVS-4rOdc

Hunt - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mYv0z_RmhPc

바래 - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iTXsJ9QlnBs

겨올이 간다 - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JeFfHzAmDn4

I wait - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u7M2a01wgdQ

Unreleased Songs:

1. Pandora - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3yzA6ntXgPk

2. You - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yGGTL98qwrc

3. Eyeless - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7yk2pnBDA18

4. I can - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c-ViYu_Wxuo

Concert Impromptu Making Songs

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R-g0jecEDGs

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6Ig5Oetqzzg

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4YyCkcc1Tfg 43:40

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qZhOgozfBqc 44: 40

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AS_Lukz04HU

Park Jaehyung (chicken little, sweg chicken, flower child, mathyung, father of the international kids, etc...)

Oldest Member born on September 15, 1992

Born in Argentina. Moved to LA when he was four and basically grew up there.

Was a Pol Sci major in CSULB. He had an instagram with the username jaeparklb (yeah he proud of that place)

In charge of the electric guitar (has two: Mery and Sir Nutcracker the 5th - don't ask me why they name their instruments)

Had a youtube channel called yellowpostitman (check out his awesome fetus jae covers)

Was in the Top 6 of Kpop Star Season 1

Part of RenKidz (group of kids from KS—any KARD's BM fans out there)

Park Sungjin (Leada, Bangbangie)

Born on January 16, 1993

From Busan. SPEAKS WITH THE ACCENT. IT'S PART OF HIS SOUL.

Dancing machine. no, seriously you should see how he dances.

Leader/Guitars (Electric + Acoustic). Names: Acoustic = Atom, Black electric: Baron , White electric: Baba)

Was originally in charge of the Cajon (but dowoon came in like a wrecking ball)

Participated in Hidden Singer during JYP's episode

Brian Younghyun YoungK Kang (Kang Bri, Burger King, the Ian in JaehyungParkian, Dowoon's fanclub president, korean version of hannah montana)

Born on December 19, 1993

Guitarist turned Bassist because Jae stole his position. Rapper. (Names: Jane (red), Lisa (white))

Lived in Toronto, Canada for 4 years TOHRUNUH

Participated in Baek Ahyeon's Shouldn't Have

Had cameos in Dream High 1&2 (barely there)

is currently Business Management major (you're almost there bro you can do it) at Dongguk Uni

Was in group called 3rd Degree who used to do kpop covers in youtube (started from the bottom now we're here). (+ KMESS)

Kim Wonpil (Pilimili, DJ 1feel, Yeonpil, Wonpeter)

Born on April 28, 1994

In charge of the Keyboard and the synth #turnip!!!

Former maknae of 4 years. HAS LOTS OF AEGYO AND WHINING

Was in a dance lineup with a few of got7 members (jinyoung's day6 bff lol)

Mom of the group.

knows the Mandarin phrase, "my parents are real estate agents"

Yoon Dowoon (Dowooner, Dowoonator)

Born on August 25, 1995

MAKNAE with a deep voice of a truck driver

Joined the group in 2015

In charge of the drums

used to be so shy now he's so savage

Like Sungjin, he's from Busan and yes he has the accent too ^^

The only one in the group who is not a vocal but that's about to change he's been getting vocal lessons

For any questions, hit me up on http://ask.fm/ajchilli

#day6 #this took me so long lol

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