#nana collaboration

[fantoomette]

NANA x Toshiba Gigabeat P5S collab (2006)

[animenostalgia]

News - Mangaka Ai Yazawa has partnered with fashion brand Lulu Felice to produce wedding attire inspired by 2 of her popular manga series: Neighborhood Story (aka Gokinjo Monogatari) and Nana. Each collection includes 9 dresses and 2 tuxedos for a grand total of 22 stunning pieces for the collaboration. Check the link above for detailed photos of some of the outfits, as well as new art Yazawa drew for the occasion!

[anawkwardlady]

Whatever debate is going to happen in the future 3 weeks about the Sabrina Carpenter/Jenna Ortega kiss needs to stop yesterday because we have more urgent issues at hand that are being put to light with this situation. Such as

I am a possibly hot brunette, a grown working woman and I'm not teaming up with a hot blonde yet.

THAT IS NOT NORMAL and if it's also your case YOU NEED TO WAKE UP. Where the fuck are our priorities.

[little-noko]

More Lanyards !!!

Steins Gate

Elfen Lied

One Piece: Merry Go

Art© @little-noko & @alainaprana

[filmjunky-99]

s t a r t r e k d e e p s p a c e n i n e created by rick berman, michael piller [the collaborator, s2ep24]

'Are you going to vote for me?' - antos

'Is that why you spent the past three days here? To get my vote?' - nerys

[cumbiazevran]

hi.. im just sending a message to say that YOU get it. <3 Like I was reading through the tags of that post and most of them don't get it but you do. thank you. Also I think it's so funny that most people who understand/don't underestimate bull are people who also like Zevran! It makes sense that the person with Zevran in their url has the best takes and thank YOU for being that person today bless

I’m typing this outside of my flat, as I eat fries from my takeout like a wild animal and wait for the person who has a spare set of house keys to my flat. because I locked myself out.

Bull can fight a god and win. I’m not saying he’d have it easy but I’m saying he can do it. Takes a liar to know a liar, but the difference between Bull as a Liar and Solas as a Liar, as the literal God of Liars, is Bull can drop the ruse whenever he chooses.

Solas literally cannot. He will lie and deceive and wrap up his betrayals until they’re a reality, and if they’re a reality they’re not a lie anymore, which means he will do it again in an entire different direction. He is a God. His realm is literally eating hot chip (which I don’t think he has a resistance to but whatever) and lie. The cost of his realm is Guilt.

Repeat ad infinitum.

I’m not gonna go into some of the reasons why I think Godhood and Religion outside of Andrastianism remains critically and boringly unexplored in DA, from devs to fandom. But I think the Elvhen pantheon is sexy as fuck as a concept, and I think they rise to Godhood when they become their realm. When they pay the price for it to such an extent it would simply kill other people in the process.

I’m not gonna go in detail about my hcs for the whole pantheon for the sake of staying on topic, Solas will always Lie and his name literally means Pride. the hubristic egg won’t even see it coming. Bull is the ultimate international super spy, retired and all, and he can do the double and triple agent better than Solas can hold up his condescending tongue.

He literally thinks Qunari are savages. Bull will sweep him under the rug.

Secondly omg the HONOUR. honestly I’m an annoying latin american who saw the fantasy, class clown, insanely kind of respectful fictional latin american elf and decided to cherish him forever. And you’re correct. I do love Bull. I would kill for Bull. I feel like the telepathy conversation meme

[m0ney]

NANA x Hello Kitty collaboration, 2005‎ ‧₊˚ 𓂃౨ৎ

[niranjandotus]

Top Ukrainian female Scientists, Doctors, Mathematicans, Economists, Artists, Athletes, Leaders, Astronauts, Military Leaders, etc.

The Ukrainian mathematician Maryna Viazovska who won Fields Medal — the highest honor for a mathematician.

Selected few famous Ukrainian scientists 

We decided to talk about outstanding Ukrainian women who've changed and continue to change the world of science to show that girls can do anything.

Maryna Viazovska, a mathematician

Ukrainian scientist, doctor of natural sciences. Ukrainian mathematician Maryna Viazovska, who currently works at the Swiss Federal Institute of Technology, received the Salem Prize 2016, which is extremely prestigious for mathematicians. The commission awarded the prize to Maryna Viazovska for her world-class discovery. Ukrainian solved a problem that scientists have been working on for more than 400 years, i.e. packing spheres in 8-dimensional space, and co-authored the one in 24-dimensional space. Previously, the problem of packing spheres was solved only for spaces with three or fewer dimensions.

Yuliia Bezvershenko, a physicist

Ukrainian scientist in theoretical physics, popularizer of science, public figure, Ph.D. of physic and mathematical sciences, Yuliia Bezvershenko is included in the list of TOP-20 Ukrainian women in STEM for 2018-2019. Yuliia deals with mathematical methods applied to the problems of dynamics of quantum systems in external fields and control of quantum systems. She is convinced and proves that one can practice theoretical physics with passion.

According to Yuliia, at one time she heard an important thing from her mentor: you can be yourself in any field! Therefore, one shouldn't be afraid of stereotypes and prejudices of others.

If you're a girl, a woman, no matter where, no matter how old you are, and your heart is in science, don't be afraid. Go there boldly. After all, nothing will stop a woman, ready to work and conduct scientific discoveries.

Mariia Bailiak, a biologist

Doctor of Biological Sciences, Associate Professor of Biochemistry and Biotechnology in Vasyl Stefanyk Precarpathian National University. Scientist Mariia Bailiak studies biochemistry and researches the influence of various plants and substances on the aging process. Mariia Bailiak's discoveries concern, for instance, the increase of stress resistance and the general condition of living organisms (and therefore, us and you, and it's good news: stress resistance doesn't hurt anyone), and anti-aging substances. Thanks to her intensive work, Mariia is in the Top 10 successful Ukrainian women scientists.

Olha Brovarets, a biophysicist

Ukrainian biophysicist, Doctor of Physic and Mathematical Sciences, winner of the Scopus Awards Ukraine in the nomination "Best team of scientists who achieved significant scientific results without Western collaborations" and the President of Ukraine Award for Young Scientists, and a leading researcher in the Department of Molecular and Quantum Biophysics Institute of Molecular Biology and Genetics of the National Academy of Sciences of Ukraine. Olha is the youngest doctor habilitatus in Ukraine; she became a doctor at 29. Olha is now 34 years old and she continues to study biophysics: her discoveries give an understanding of the mechanisms of cancer and many other diseases caused by mutations. It was Olha who calculated the pattern of mutations in DNA leading to cancer and many other diseases.

Nana Voitenko, a biologist

Professor, Doctor of Biological Sciences, neurobiologist, head of the department of sensory signaling of the Bohomolets Institute of Physiology of NAS of Ukraine. Nana Voitenko has been researching pain for more than 20 years. What do we know about pain? For most people on Earth, pain is something they'd like to get rid of as soon as possible if they feel it. Nana Voitenko deals with the nature of pain, as it occurs and spreads in the human's central and peripheral nervous systems. In the laboratory, Voitenko and her colleagues managed to develop an experimental treatment that affects only those cells involved in pain syndromes. Besides, Nana Voitenko is actively promoting science: she's a lecturer at the "Days of Science" initiative, was a lecturer at TED-x Kyiv in 2013, and the organizer of the "Week of Knowledge about the Brain." Science is close, and it's accessible to everyone.

Ella Libanova, an economist

Scientist in socioeconomics, demography, and labor economics, academician of the National Academy of Sciences of Ukraine, Doctor of Economics, Professor, Honored Economist of Ukraine. Ella Libanova is an academician-secretary of the economics department of the National Academy of Sciences of Ukraine and, by the way, the first and only female member of the presidium of the National Academy of Sciences for 102 years of its work. She teaches social statistics at the Faculty of Economics of the Taras Shevchenko National University of Kyiv; introduced a method for measuring human development at the region level, used by the State Statistics Service of Ukraine for annual calculations.

Nina Virchenko, a mathematician

Professor of the Department of Mathematical Analysis and Probability Theory, Doctor of Physic and Mathematical Sciences Nina Virchenko is one of the most famous Ukrainian mathematicians. She is the author of more than 500 scientific and methodological works, including 20 books published in Ukrainian, Russian, English, and Japanese. Nina Virchenko is recognized not only in Ukraine but also abroad; she's a member of the Australian, American, Belgian, Edinburgh, London mathematical societies. In the end, it's not surprising, because mathematics knows no boundaries and recognizes all the achievements, wherever you obtain them.

Nina Virchenko's fate wasn't easy: at 18 in 1948, she was sentenced to 10 years in the Gulag camps for preparing a "political conspiracy, revolt" and participating in the "Ukrainian-nationalist gang." Years in the camps didn't stop the future doctor from achieving her dreams. In 1964, she defended her Ph.D. and her Dr. habil. dissertation in Kyiv in 1988.

Nataliia Vynohrad, an epidemiologist

Epidemiologist, professor, doctor of medical sciences, Nataliia Vynohrad manages the Department of Epidemiology of Lviv National Medical University. She's an expert of the World Health Organization in responding to epidemic threats and the Ministry of Health of Ukraine on epidemiology, an adviser to the Ministry of Emergencies of Ukraine on anti-epidemic protection and biosafety. Agree, you can't find a more relevant profession in 2020-2021. Once an ordinary girl from a village in the Khmelnytskyi region, and now the author of 305 scientific papers, and 8 copyright certificates for inventions and patents of Ukraine, proves that nothing is impossible for a girl who knows what she wants.

Nataliia Polonska-Vasylenko, a historian

From the early 20th century until the end of her life in the 1970s, our first heroine studied the history and archeology of Ukraine, both in Ukraine and later in exile in Germany and the Czech Republic. In a historically troublesome time for Ukraine, she became one of the leading representatives of the state school in Ukrainian historiography, that is, she promoted the idea of ​​independence and continuity of the Ukrainian historical process. Nataliia Polonska-Vasylenko is the author of almost 200 scientific works on the history of Zaporizhzhia and Southern Ukraine, which remain relevant to this day.

Valentyna Radzymovska, a biologist

One of the most prominent names in our history is Valentyna Radzymovska, a professor, doctor of medical and physiological sciences, founder of the Ukrainian school of physiologists and biochemists, and a public figure. The Soviet authorities repressed Valentyna Radzymovska for her political activities and participation in the Union for the Liberation of Ukraine in the 1930s. However, it didn't prevent her from becoming the author of more than 60 works on biochemistry, pathophysiology, pediatrics, psychoneurology, physiology, and phthisiology. Like the previous scientist in our article, she left Ukraine in 1945, emigrating first to Germany and then to the United States.

Radzymovska contributed hugely to the study of tuberculosis and its treatment in children.

Nina Morozhenko, a physicist

Although the sun is the closest star to us, it still hides many fascinating mysteries. Ukrainian astronomer, helio physicist, doctor of physic and mathematical sciences, author of 56 scientific works, Nina Morozhenko devoted her entire life to studying the structure of our guide light and the processes taking place on it. After all, everything happening on the Sun affects many areas of human activity. Without studying the sun, it's impossible to understand not only what the future holds for our civilization but also what is happening in space, i.e. on the distant stars the humanity is so eager to reach. Nina Morozhenko's scientific works on solar prominences were the first in the world and gave rise to scientific research by helio physicists from many countries. The Ukrainian researcher's significant contribution to the physics of the sun once again demonstrates that physics isn't a purely "male" science.

[octoberautumnbox]

Welcome to the Autumn Box!

Hi! I'm octoberautumnbox, or just box for short 📦

This blog is an 18+ KPop NSFW blog, meaning that any minors are unwelcome, and that anyone who dislikes the type of content to be found here should simply click away.

Asks are open, questions and thoughts very welcome! Drop one by and I'll get to it as soon as I can. No promises though, as I can be very busy in real life as well as selective in what I answer.

General rules:

18+ only. Kinda weird to be into anyone younger than that tbh, but nevertheless if you are then you should leave.

Be respectful. There's absolutely no reason you shouldn't be a decent human being on here or anywhere else.

People who violate the rules will be blocked. I swear I won't miss you.

One Shots:

The Orange-Tinted Sunset - Kiss of Life Belle & Male Reader

The Sultry and Pervy Soda in Apartment 307 - tripleS Seo Dahyun & Male Reader (ft. Kep1er Seo Youngeun)

Win Trading - fromis_9 Lee Nagyung & Male Reader

Off*IZ: Like It Like I Love It - Soloist Jo Yuri & Male Reader, part of the Off*IZ Hours Collaboration

One Heck of a Joyride - woo!ah! Nana & Male Reader, collaboration with @leafostuff

Best Job Ever - Kep1er Kang Yeseo & Named Male Reader, Named Female Reader

The Cute and Caring Noona from Apartment 424 - Kep1er Choi Yujin & Male Reader

Aquamarine - Soloist Lee Chaeyeon & Male Reader

I Got All I Need - Le Sserafim Kim Chaewon (ft. Soloist Jo Yuri)

Enjoy - Soloist Jo Yuri & Male Reader

Series:

Discordant Waltz:

Pt. 1 Juicy Juicy - Oh Sieun (Soloist Jo Yuri) & Male Reader

Pt. 2 Friday - ICE Oh Rosi (Soloist Jo Yuri) & Male Reader

Pt. 3 Adrenaline (Alternate Ver.) - Oh Sieun (Soloist Jo Yuri) & Male Reader

Fluff:

A Little Goes a Long Way - fromis_9 Roh Jisun & members

fromis_9 as your girlfriend - fromis_9 members & Male Reader

You Got This - woo!ah! Wooyeon & Male Reader

Fly in the Night Trip - Soloist Jo Yuri & Male Reader

Recommendations:

fromis_9 smut

Jo Yuri smut

Kim Minju smut

hey guess what im into these days (+ reblogs)

Have a Yuri!

[pbelfz]

Two to One | 13 |

Pairing: Bakugou x Reader x Midoriya Chapter Title: Default Dance Chapter 12 | Chapter 14 Story Masterlist Summary: You are a simple college girl working at a cheap, back alley café! The top heroes, Deku and Ground Zero, visit your work in hopes of ordering coffee, but they pick something else up instead. You begin an interesting relationship with the pair, while slowly becoming aware of certain underhanded tactics they are using. Idolization isn't always that bad... Right?

WARNINGS: controlling, manipulative?

Deku never smiled as much as he did on television.

Izuku came down with a hearty fever within the first two nights of (Y/n) officially moving in.

Katsuki was quick to point his finger at her, blaming her for bringing her city germs into the house, but Izuku insisted one of his high school interns was coughing in his office a few days prior. Regardless, Katsuki kept his distance from both of them.

In the few hours he was awake, Izuku worked from home, sending reports to his agency secretaries and signing off on investigation collaborations. He slept most of the day otherwise, leaving (Y/n) alone in the spacious house.

All of her personal belongings were relocated to the new house, but it’d been an overwhelming feat to unpack most of the boxes – not that she had that many to begin with. Still, it gnawed at her how final this all seemed. She couldn’t help but feel like she jumped the gun a little too quickly when she saw the face her RA gave her when they exchanged lease documentation.

She’d never lived with any of her previous partners before. What would she tell Hana if she wanted to come over to hang out? Would Deku or Katsuki even be okay with her having guests at all? The last time she recalled needing approval for friends visiting was when she lived with her parents.

Her frown tightened as she performed the next dance move of Rich Girl by Gwen Stefani. She remained sour even as the TV screen dinged, signifying a perfect score.

Izuku groaned into the pillow, hearing the music travel up the stairs and into the master bedroom. Even with the door closed, it grew harder and harder for him to block out the nasally ‘Nana na na na na’s, the ache in his head pulsing with each beat, right behind his forehead. He texted (Y/n) a few minutes ago to turn the TV down, but she must not have seen it. He supposed this was his cue to get up.

Izuku – slowly, with no urgency about him – made his way to the kitchen. His cold was getting worse, but he didn’t want to worry Katsuki or (Y/n). He glanced at (Y/n) in the living room once he reached the bottom of the stairs, and on a normal day, his interest would’ve piqued to see her playing Just Dance.

However, today was not that day.

He turned and continued to the kitchen.

Izuku’s eyes could hardly stay open as he made himself a cup of peppermint tea, adding some honey for his throat. He took his time with it. Why not, right? Gwen Stefani was serenading him.

Deku never smiled as much as he did on television. That was one of the first things (Y/n) noticed when she moved in.

‘If I was a rich girl, nana na na na na–,’

(Y/n) was completely enthralled in the game, but once she turned around for a spin, she locked eyes with Izuku, who was leaning against the wall with his cup of tea.

“EE-eezuku!” She covered her mouth to conceal the tail end of her yelp before scrambling to finally turn off that damn game. “How long–?”

“Did you get my text?” Izuku cut (Y/n) off more harshly than intended, which took her by surprise. He’s never the one to do that. Izuku noticed his slip-up as quickly as she did, and he took a sip of his tea, glancing at the floor.

“No, I left my phone upstairs. What did it say?” (Y/n)’s voice was soft, worried that she missed something important. Izuku shifted his weight, his reply just as soft as hers, much gentler than his previous interruption.

“I was just trying to sleep,” his gaze flickered to the TV hanging on the wall behind her. (Y/n) got the hint.

“Oh… I’m sorry.”

Izuku nodded before turning away, withdrawing from her. “It’s okay.”

(Y/n) couldn’t help but feel compelled to follow him to the kitchen.

“How are you feeling?”

Izuku opened the fridge, bending over to check the lower shelves for something quick to eat. “Better.”

“Good.” She withheld the urge to feel his forehead to check his fever.

Izuku grabbed some bread, meat, and cheese to make a sandwich. He didn’t look at (Y/n) as he reached for condiments, which were right next to her.

Is he really that upset that she didn’t turn the TV down?

“Are you mad at me?”

It’s only natural to ask.

Izuku finally looked up at (Y/n), his face almost appalled at the question. “No,” was all he offered before biting into his sandwich and walking past her. “Just tired. And sick.”

He left her in the kitchen by herself.

With all of the audacity Katsuki carries, (Y/n) never anticipated how attentive he was towards Izuku.

She felt creepy, watching from the doorway as Katsuki spoon-fed Izuku the last of the homemade soup his mother dropped off. (Y/n) was in class when Mitsuki came by, but from what little Katsuki shared of his homelife, the Bakugous were a gourmet family, so it was no surprise they had their own recipe for everything.

Regardless of how big the house was, (Y/n) still felt lumpy and in the way. Katsuki brushed by her when they crossed paths in the hallways, almost purposefully knocking shoulders with hers. She didn’t have the heart to ask him if he actually was doing it on purpose, though; she still felt like a guest here.

More so now than ever, as she watched Katsuki kneel by the edge of bed, stroking the back of Izuku’s neck. Izuku was dozing off with a cooling pad on his forehead. They were muttering to each other about something, and Katsuki wore just a hint of a smile on his face as he monitored a drowsy Deku. (Y/n) didn’t want to interrupt them. They surely noticed she was there, but Katsuki wasn’t going to make an effort to call her in; Izuku was the priority at the moment. She observed how they looked at each other, and a black, tarry pit in her stomach kept telling her it was different from how they looked at her. Their hands found one another, Katsuki’s thickened skin naturally a comfort for Izuku, just as Izuku’s scars were for Katsuki.

(Y/n) hoped she caught the flu next week.

She turned and went back downstairs.

Days passed, and Izuku’s cold lessened into an irritating sore throat.

Izuku became antsy, not accustomed to being away from work for so long. The house was spotless from the compulsive cleaning he did when Katsuki wasn’t around (he would’ve gotten yelled at). (Y/n) gently suggested he continue resting, but her words went ignored. She then offered to help but was disregarded. That was fine with her; she was behind on her assignments because of her shifts at Satou’s.

Izuku’s weights clanged in the basement gym while she proofread a 10-page essay. (Y/n)’s fingers tapped on the keyboard, unable to focus on her work as she listened to her boyfriend work out. Two minutes passed, and there was silence. (Y/n) fixed a sentence on her document.

Clang!

She paused and waited.

Silence for another minute.

(Y/n) read another paragraph.

Clang!

Her concentration muddled once more, she groaned and closed her laptop.

Izuku almost instantly threw himself back into hero duty the second Katsuki’s mothering radar subsided.

The Bakugou-Midoriya-(Y/n) household found what their “normal” was.

Disgruntled Katsuki.

Overworked Izuku.

Unoccupied (Y/n).

It’s not like she was necessarily waiting for them to do anything with her! It’s just this situation screamed “roommates”. Isn’t that what they were now, though? Roommates with benefits, except they haven’t done anything sexual since Izuku’s got sick. (Y/n) wanted to talk to the two heroes to clear up any boundaries, but the throuple were hardly ever in the house at the same time. (Y/n) busied herself with schoolwork, carrying about her business as she usually would back in her apartment, except now there were two hunkering men lumbering about.

“Deku and I made dinner reservations for all of us tomorrow,” Katsuki mentioned over his shoulder.

Neither of them bothered to mention this to her before right now. (Y/n) tightened her lip to keep from rolling her eyes.

“I don’t think I can go. I’m going out tomorrow,” (Y/n) pondered aloud, scrolling through Instagram on her phone.

Katsuki’s attention, previously only halfway in the conversation, was now yanked fully into it. He finished his rep, setting the weighted barbell above him on the bar holder before sitting up on the bench. Sweat gleamed from his torso, and he grabbed the nearest rag to wipe his forehead.

“This is the first time I’m hearing about this,” he grunted, glancing up at (Y/n). She shrugged, still invested in her phone.

“I guess it was kinda last minute.” A slight jab.

Katsuki was quiet for a moment, trying to be careful about his words. “Does Deku know?” He asked, trekking over to the dumbbells.

“Does Deku know what?” Izuku suddenly called from beyond the basement stairs, the sound of the front door closing behind him. (Y/n) glanced upwards, noting how Deku always appeared at just the right moment.

Izuku took his sneakers off in the foyer, exchanging them for his slippers before bounding down the stairs. He was noticeably tired, and even though he wasn’t in his hero costume anymore, his clothes still seemed worn. He may have run into another villain on the way home.

Katsuki snorted a dry laugh, giving (Y/n) a look as he began another set for his workout. The dumbbells were bigger than (Y/n)’s head.

“I’m just going to a karaoke party tomorrow. Maybe some barhopping,” (Y/n) peeped from her place on the floor next to the weight rack. Katsuki glanced at his partner.

Izuku’s mouth tightened ever so slightly, but only Katsuki caught it. “Oh.”

“Who are you going with?” Izuku asked, hiding the hesitance in his tone as he stepped further into the basement.

Katsuki set the dumbbells down much quieter than Izuku did. (Y/n) didn’t know why they were making such a big deal about this.

“Hana. My coworker from Satou’s.”

Both men appeared to be in thought.

Izuku spoke first. “We can talk about it after we shower, okay?” He suggested with a soft smile, leaning back as an invitation for (Y/n) to follow him upstairs to the bathroom. (Y/n) remained seated on the gym floor.

“What’s the big deal?” She asked. Part of her was looking for a fight; they felt it. She wanted to do something with her friends, and they finally decided now was the time to give her attention? Katsuki and Izuku looked at each other. Katsuki was more reclusive than Izuku when voicing his concerns, so he withdrew as he wiped the bench down with a rag. Izuku sighed.

“We’re just worried,” Izuku spoke for the both of them, as he naturally did. (Y/n) blinked, setting her phone to the side as she prepared to hear them out.

“About what? I’m gonna be with my friends.”

Izuku scratched the back of his ear and stepped over to her, crouching down to her height on the floor.

“Everyone there is cool, I promise,” (Y/n) softened her voice, trying to comfort them further.

“(Y/n), we’re concerned about the college culture.”

(Y/n) furrowed her brow at that and glanced at Katsuki, who was watching the exchange.

“What do you mean by th–?”

“Just don’t be a whore,” Katsuki all but blurted as he picked up his water bottle and started chugging.

“Katsuki!” Izuku shouted over his shoulder. The volume didn’t seem to affect Katsuki, but it made (Y/n) jump. There was a beat of silence, as if Izuku was debating on yelling something else, but instead he turned back to look at her with an apologetic expression.

“We’re just worried about drinking and all that,” Izuku tried to explain, returning to his regular pitch. (Y/n) glanced between both of his eyes and held her tongue because she was about to tell him he sounded more like a father than a hero. “While they may not be villains, some people can do pretty villainous things, like slip something into your drink. If you’re going to drink, keep your drink on your person, and try not to take your eye off of it,” Izuku warned. (Y/n) shifted, and although she felt like he was overexaggerating everything, she still felt uneasy under his gaze.

“Yeah, I know…”

“And can you text our groupchat when you get there tomorrow? What time is it at? And the address?” Izuku asked, pulling his personal phone out of his pocket.

“Yeah, of course. I was going to, anyway,” (Y/n) picked her own phone back up to check her texts with Hana. “Karaoke is at around 8:30 PM at 228 Yugun.”

“Text every thirty minutes,” came Katsuki’s request. (Y/n) looked over at him, then back at Izuku, who seemed to be typing the address and time into his phone reminders. There wasn’t any rebuttal from the other hero, so this seemed to be a consensus between the two of them.

“Okay.”

It was so much easier to socialize with Hana by (Y/n)’s side.

(Y/n) cheered along with everyone as Hana completed the song on the screen. It wasn’t perfect, but Hana laughed off her mistakes, something (Y/n) always admired about her.

Their other friend from school, Chiharu, was a naturally gifted singer and was getting high score after high score on each song. Natsuko and Jin, who were dating, sang a duet but were too tipsy to get a score above 37%. Every time someone offered (Y/n) the mic, she politely declined, satisfied with simply sipping on her drink and eating some of the platter.

“Jin fucked that one up that time!” Natsuko laughed, slipping her jacket off and resting it on the seat behind her. Jin was carefree and good-natured. Patient. Everyone in the group knew Jin and Nat were a good match. Jin was flipping through the available list of songs, her shoulder-length hair swaying when she wiped some of the beer from her lip.

“You can’t blame all of that on me,” Jin retorted playfully. Chiharu suddenly shot up from her seat, pointing at the screen.

“Wait! Pick that one! Pick that one! I know the Tiktok dance to it.”

“Oh, God, nooooooo, boooooo,” Hana moaned with a thumbs down.

“Wait, no, I wanna see her do it!” Came Nat from the other side of the room.

(Y/n) sunk into the couch, cradling her drink as she glanced from person to person, a blissful smile on her face. After a dedicated discussion, Jin finally picked the Tiktok song. Just as Chiharu was warming up for her dance, (Y/n)’s phone vibrated. She pulled it out of her bag.

(09:48) Katsuki : What time you coming back?

(09:50) (Y/N)ヾ☆* : not sure yet

Katsuki is typing…

(09:50) Katsuki : Can you ask?

(Y/n) sighed and scratched her head.

(09:51) (Y/N)ヾ☆* : i asked. No one knows

Katsuki started typing again. He was typing for a while, but then the bubble disappeared. (Y/n) stared at the screen. He began typing again.

(09:53) Katsuki :  Deku’s picking you up

(09:53) Katsuki :  When you’re done.

(Y/n) replied with a thumbs up emoji.

(09:54) Katsuki : So let us know when you’re almost done, so he can head over there.

(09:54) Katsuki : Are you drinking?

Jesus Christ, Katsuki can talk when he wants to. (Y/n) shifted in her seat, setting her drink down on the table in front of her so she can type with both hands. Hana eyed her.

(09:55) (Y/N)ヾ☆* : I will

(Y/n) didn’t know if he responded because she shoved her phone back into her bag. She looked over and saw Hana already looking at her.

“You okay?” Hana asked.

“Oh, yeah. Just group project stuff.”

Hana nodded, understanding. Nat then came over and handed mics to her and (Y/n).

“I picked out this duet just for you two.”

(Y/n) and Hana stood on the curb with their arms locked at the elbow as they waved goodbye to their friends, watching the three of them stumble away in the direction of their apartments. Jin and Natsuko lived together, and Chiharu lived in the complex around the corner from them. Hana lived on the opposite side of the city campus, so (Y/n) offered to walk her. They were both laughing at a video someone posted on Twitter of the Deku Fortnite skin.

“Why didn’t they include Shoto? Dynamight and Deku, but no Shoto?”

“I don’t know, maybe he didn’t approve it,” (Y/n) remarked, watching Deku’s character dance on Hana’s phone. “And with good reason.”

“And Dynamight did?!”

(Y/n) shrugged, sputtering a laugh. “Maybe Dynamight likes the game.” By force of habit, (Y/n) pulled her own phone out of her bag to check her notifications. She ended up ignoring it for most of the night, so she couldn’t imagine what she missed.

To her surprise, she only missed one text from Katsuki and one text from Izuku. Izuku was letting her know the time he was picking her up at, which was… in 3 minutes.

(Y/n) stopped walking, her sudden halt pulling Hana back. Hana looked at her, confused.

“So, my ride is actually a few minutes away, and I only gave them the address to the karaoke bar…”

Hana understood, and she smiled. “Oh, okay! Text me when you get home?”

(Y/n) didn’t think Hana realized she didn’t live on campus anymore.

“Of course.”

Izuku pulled up to the curb in the sleek black car he and Katsuki alternated driving. They had other cars, but they both must’ve preferred this one. It was 1 in the morning, and the streets were starting to quiet down.

He wordlessly unlocked the car, and (Y/n) popped into the passenger side, smiling. Izuku didn’t give much of a greeting as he pulled off as soon as she buckled in.

(Y/n) broke the silence first. “I didn’t know you were in Fortnite.”

It was dark in the car, but (Y/n) could see the way his brow furrowed as he drove, as if he were trying to recall what on earth she was referring to.

“Katsuki’s in Fortnite, too,” she giggled. “Your costumes look a lot different, though.”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” he was no louder than a mumble as he looked past (Y/n) to make a turn.

(Y/n) sunk into her seat, taking this as her cue to leave him alone. Where Katsuki pushed her when he was upset, Izuku ignored her.

“How was your night?” He finally asked, after the lights of the city became sparser. (Y/n) perked up.

“It was a lot of fun! I was a little nervous to sing, so I spent a lot of time watching my friends, but Hana and I did a song together near the end.”

She didn’t know, but Izuku could smell the alcohol on (Y/n)’s breath, and he slightly turned his head away from her as she spoke.

“You have a lot to drink?” He asked quietly, a hand leaving the steering wheel to scratch his ear.

“No, not a lot.”

“How much?”

“I don’t know, I wasn’t really–”

“How much, (Y/n)?”

(Y/n) looked over at him, blinking. Izuku’s gaze was still fixed on the road.

“I think no more than five,” she peeped. She watched him.

Izuku continued driving. They were almost home.

“You think?”

“I think, yeah.”

He was silent. He made another turn, and the light from a streetlamp shined down on half of his face, so (Y/n) could finally discern him. He appeared unaffected.

(Y/n) didn’t know what else to say, and whatever buzz she was feeling before quickly dissipated. She sat there with her hands folded in her lap. If this was Katsuki, she would’ve yelled back at him, but this was Izuku. Izuku has a different command about him.

The car was parked, and (Y/n) looked up. They were home. Izuku turned the car off, but he didn’t unbuckle. He turned to (Y/n), the light from the porch finally illuminating his face enough to give (Y/n) an emotion she recognized: pity.

“Please try to keep track next time.”

(Y/n) didn’t know what to say.

“Okay…”

Izuku got out of the car, closed the door, and headed inside with his hands in his pockets, leaving (Y/n) alone in the car.

[fantoomette]

Yazawa Ai for the Lulu felice x Gokinjo Monogatari • NANA collab (2024)

[hyallulonelyhime]

cause sometimes i look in her eyes and that's where i find . a glimpse of us.........

Nana Kitade x Charmmy Kitty x BTSSB collaboration....

[wutheringcaterpillar]

The Student

Summary: Professor Kiernan is caught between a rock and a hard place after realizing his student's car won't start in a piss poor thunderstorm. Being the gentleman he is, he invites her over to his home, not expecting the twisted turn of events when he realizes the true story.

Warnings: Noncon, age difference, student x teacher dynamic, male SA, stalker!reader, oral (m!receiving), p in v, restraints, non-consensual photos, trauma

My very first collaboration with @your-nanas-house ! Thank you so much for writing this with me and to all the followers, hope you enjoy!

It was a Wednesday, rain was pouring down the town drenching and hitting everything it could reach. 

Not many were outside, just the few that still needed to rush back home or find shelter under the nearest roof— just like you.

At that time you were stuck under the violent weather of that country, your clothes completely soaked and tight against your cold body. 

You were bent over your car, goosebumps all over your flushed skin, intending to fix your small car which refused to start and that way let you reach the warmth of your shared apartment.

Luckily you weren't the only one caught off guard by the rain, other students, who had similar schedules as yours, were busy rushing around to dry and warm up. Just like some professors.

Not even one stopped to help you or moved closer to do something and prevent you from catching a cold or worse... not even a single one in half an hour.

You were slowly freezing, your hand shaking as you continued to take a look as best you could so as to be able to leave. You had started to regret not having called a mechanic but it was too stormy to even use a phone, though. 

The screen was already wet and you could barely search the number when suddenly the rain stopped hitting your head, making your gaze quickly drift up to meet the cold colors of an umbrella.

"You sure will catch a cold if you stay any longer here, Miss Y/l/n" a familiar voice broke the melody of the continuing rain, his body close enough to make you shiver due to the difference of temperature of your bodies

"Hope not, professor Kiernan. Been here since almost an hour now... can't make this damn car work" you replied, the frustration you felt showing in your tense body and harsh tone. The kind professor could tell.

Mike Kiernan, a new-ish professor that worked in your college, and that kindly stopped under the pouring rain to cover your shaking body when he could have just left like all the others. 

You always knew that he was different. A true gentleman most of the time... all the time.

"Can I be of any help?" The man asked not losing a beat, his shoulder already moving just like his hands so as to shrug off his coat and wrap the dry fabric around you while still holding the umbrella. 

His light blue eyes pierced you in the best way, making you completely forget about the situation you were in till he asked what had happened.

And just like that the worried look changed into one of pity as soon as the small glimpse reached his eyes while you explained to him your situation. 

Your eyes were filling up with tears and your bottom lip trembled ever so lightly... maybe because of the emotions or maybe just due to the cold.

"Just need to warm myself up, I can't feel my body anymore... and I can't because this car won't work. I would sit in there and wait but I can't warm it up... a-a-and I can't even go back to the apartment. My roommate has invited over her boyfriend so she asked me to stay out for the night and I said yes a-a-and... and—" your voice broke a couple of times as you spoke, your eyes not meeting Mike's as he kept standing in front of you, rubbing your arm with his free hand in an attempt to warm you up a bit.

The weather didn't look like it was about to improve— quite the opposite actually. 

The water was flooding on the streets, drenching your and Mike's shoes as you kept standing there. If you didn't move you would end up both with a flu for sure.

So just after the first sob that left your mouth, Mr. Kiernan interrupted the monologue with the best kind and reassuring smile he could wear.

"Hey, hey... calm down, darling. It's not a big issue, we can find a solution and take care of everything, yes?" The professor asked with a genuine caring voice, his thumb still drawing circles on the fabric of his own coat which still covered your arms.

"I finished the lectures for the day and was actually heading back to my car... so I can give you a lift. We can even stop at my place first since you mentioned in one of our extra-lessons that you lived quite far from here. We wait till it stops raining... you can stay for the night— and I can easily sleep on the sofa or open it up for you.... then in the morning we will come back here and check what's wrong, call someone and if needed I can give you a ride till your apartment. How does that sound?" He prompted while taking small pauses as he talked so to think better at what you could do to resolve your problem with no harm. 

His eyes remained focused on you all the time as he talked, making sure to receive some confirmation of your understanding or listening.

As soon as you agreed with the plan he quickly led the way to his car, helping you climb in before doing the same and positioning the wet umbrella in the back.

It was really raining quite hard, hard enough to create some issues for the driver, but luckily his house wasn't far away from the campus so you managed to arrive fast and safely.

“Do you mind if I stay? I left my keys at the dorm and Claire requested to have the dorm to herself for the night. Her boyfriend’s in town and I really don’t want to put a damper on their alone time. I hope this isn’t inappropriate.” You smiled awkwardly while biting down on your lip in hopes that he would understand.

He really wasn’t comfortable with the idea of a student staying the night with him in the house but another glance at the window he supposed it wouldn’t hurt. The thunderous storm should be gone by morning.

“Alright but one night only. Why don’t I go fetch you a change of clothes and some tea to warm you up, you must be freezing.” You nodded gracefully, giving him a warm smile. The idea of being in his clothes, warming your heart. You could just imagine what he smelt like, just standing near him he portrayed an alluring, yet comforting scent.

He fumbled in the dresser, settling on a pair of fleece pajamas pants and a simplistic, long sleeve grey shirt. 

Hearing his footsteps, you closed on the kitchen drawers you had been snooping through, whipping your wet head around returning a friendly smile.

“I know this probably isn’t your preference for clothes but it should keep you warm and comfortable. The bathroom’s just to the left.” You mumbled a pleasant thank, shielding your face at angle to hide away your reddening cheeks.

Just when you closed the door behind you, Mike glanced over to the counter where your phone was buzzing. He knew he shouldn’t be just out of curiosity, he picked up the device expecting there to be a lock or some kind of pass code but there wasn’t.

He just wanted to see what type of interests or hobbies his students were into, perhaps something he could involve in a lecture to hinder their attention.

Hm. Photo gallery should be safe, considering he noticed a private section so anything he shouldn’t see should be there but what he found he wasn’t expecting. He felt his fingers go numb, knees nearly limp while his eyes widened.

He couldn’t stop himself from scrolling up, discovering more and more of what he couldn’t believe to be true.

When you opened the door, Mike was standing there holding the electronic device in a death grip, eyes staring down at the glowing screen is disbelief. When he glanced up at you, his lips were parted, eyebrows raised in a natural state of confusion and shock. The initial feeling of incredulity, turning into a sense of fear, but also anger but he was professional and kept his voice steady. Not wanting for this conversation to turn very bad, very fast.

“Y/N what the fuck is this?” Drying your hair off with the towel, your motion went still. Rolling your eyes, you tossed the towel onto the kitchen counter, hands at your hips while you shook your head.

“I didn’t want you to find out this way Mike…Guess the cat’s out of the bag now isn’t it?” His first name too? Was this all planned out and he was too stupid to figure it out.

He didn’t know but what he did know was the rising sense of disturbance in his chest was more present now than ever. 

He understood a little student crush on a teacher but this? This was too far.

These were personal photos, some of him in the shower, fetching the mail, even one of him pleasuring himself in his own fucking bed at fucking 2 in the morning. How did he not see you?

“Find out what? That my student stalks me? Violates my privacy?” You reached for your phone but he was faster, snatching your wrist in his hand.

What he wasn’t prepared for was the strength you with held. You matched his move, wrapping your hand around the veins of his throat while kneeing him below the belt. He groaned, hunching over as he grabbed his battered private area, resting his head on your shoulder unintentionally as your phone fell from his grasp onto the floor.

“All you had to do was play nice professor.” With a confident, firm stride, you walked him back until he fell onto the sofa, slapping him harshly across the face in the process.

“Fuck! Y/N, don’t do this.” Your hips grinded down against his shaft while you straddled him. He cursed at himself when he could feel his member hardening against his will from the friction.

Noticing a strand of the curtain holdback resting in arm’s reach, you held him down by his throat, legs pinning his arms down, while your free hand reached for the fabric.

“I waited so long for this and I’m not going to let you ruin it! Besides who’s the school board going to believe? Hm? A thirty year old man with nothing but a degree? Or an innocent, young girl who was harassed and forced against her will by her teacher?” Mike stared at you with an incredulous glare in his crystal blue eyes. He was speechless, not a thing left to say other than protest your advances. You were right and that right there is what is wrong with society.

You tightened the bindings to one of the pillars in the room, he had nowhere to go.

You took in the pretty portrait of him so helpless and all yours, still tugging to break free. Bending forward, your fingers trailed down the side of his cheek, making him squirm in his feeble position.

“Listen to me, alright? I-I’ll give you whatever you want. All a’s the rest of term, money, anything…I swear.” His way of begging snd negotiating wasn’t even close to anything you wanted, you just wanted him. To feel him inside of you.

Before he could protest anymore, you leaned forward interlocking your lips with his in a sensual kiss, sliding your tongue in, wanting to feel his against yours.

He tasted of tea and mint, so mesmerizing. He hadn’t kissed you back, but that was alright he’d learn soon that you could make him feel extraordinarily good. His mumbled discomfort went unheard before you broke away from the kiss and tucking your hands beneath his shirt.

Your digits scanned down his muscular tone, making you hum in satisfaction.

“I don’t want money, I don’t want straight a’s, just you.” Your hands made their way to his belt bucket, fumbling with the metallic clasp gingerly, wanting to take your time.

He tugged repeatedly at the fabric just praying that it would fucking break, but his efforts to escape went nowhere. 

Up popped his member, slapping against the happy little trail of his abdomen.

Your eyes widened with fascination.

His cock glistened in the sunlight, precum already dripping from his round tip. Your eyes beamed excitedly, the pressure in between your thighs increasing and building with heat.

Standing up, you slid down pj bottoms he so kindly offered, pulling your panties down along with the waistline.

Mike screwed his eyes shut, cursing once more under his breath, reluctant to give in to this delusional fairy tale, to look at the youthful figure of your body. 

You bounced down on top of his lap giddily, breasts jumping with anticipation, hands roaming once more beneath his chest as you kissed him repeatedly and sloppily, aligning your dripping, aching hole with the tip of his leaking cock.

He had never felt so demoralized, so weak in a situation he had no control over.

All he could feel was your throbbing pussy resting on top of his strained cock.

Fuck did consent for men mean anything these days? He was just a man trying to make a living for himself and he surely did not want you.

He felt disgusted with himself when he felt your cunt slowly slide down his shaft, warming the thickness of his eager member. Fuck if he could cut the thing off right now he would.

“Y/N, stop. Please…This is enough.” His choked sobs was like music to your ears, hearing your name escape his lips with such a beautiful, scared tone. Your body responded for you, releasing a pleasurable, palpable moan once he was bottomed inside of your tight pussy. You had never felt so full, never seen a cock so big, so desirable that it caused you to nearly drool at the mouth. 

“Fuck professor, I didn’t know you were so big.” Relishing in the sight of his shiny length, you leaned down, grasping the base of his cock in your hand before indulging him between your plump lips.

“Oh fuck me. Stop!” He screeched in a disgusted tone. Your mouth was quite warm while your tongue danced around his tip poetically, that didn’t change his consent though. He didn’t want this, regardless of what his fucking testosterone may say.

Hallowing your lips, you aimed to please him. Your hand moving in unison massaging the base of his cock while the other fondled his balls, making him flinch forward, from the unexpected gesture.

Only thing in the way of stopping you the fucking bindings.

You hummed around his cock, glancing up to now see his baby blue hues on you, just like you wanted.

Weren’t you getting it? He wasn’t enjoying this, he didn’t want to see his body being violated. There was a strain of saliva pouring down your chin when your head nodded off of him, deciding he was wet enough for the fun part.

“Y/N- No- Listen to me you are better than this! It doesn’t have to go this far okay? Just-“ You pressed your finger seductively to his lips to silence his pretty little complaints before positioning yourself over his reddened, strained cock. 

His own body was betraying him, he hadn’t wanted this, he really didn’t but his dick had a mind of it’s own.

Before he could say another word, you made your sweet, desirable descent down the length of his penis, moaning once the void was filled and you were stuffed full of his thick cock.

“My, my Mr. Kiernan, quite the show-er and grower aren’t we.” Your hips swayed slowly at first, making him cringe at the feeling of your unwanted body taking advantage of him.

Your hands caressed the top of his thighs while you leaned back, slowly picking up the pace, riding him gratifyingly. Every motion was so surreal, tantalizingly pleasurable, everything you ever dreamed of really.

You had never been so stretched open before by a man you craved.

“Doesn’t this feel good Mr. Kiernan?” He shook his head violently no, expressing again he did not want this, he didn’t enjoy any aspect of this.

Through gritted teeth he politely asked you to stop, to get off of him, but you didn’t.

Now bouncing up and down on his cock, hands ruffled in his soft brown hair while you used him, pounding down relentlessly, needing more and more. 

The heat rose in your cunt, unable to take your eyes off of his handsome, deeply attractive fast as you fucked him aggressively now.

Snapping and rolling your hips until you found that one, perfect position to satisfy all your needs. He was fighting it still you could tell but his eyebrows furrowed, clearly the position felt good for him as well.

His breaths became heavy, feeling the animalistic nature creep in and trying to put a stop from his hips slowly starting to match your rhythm.

“See, I told you so…” Nothing a but disgruntled whimper escaped his lips, a choked sob while his head was turning into the cushion of the sofa, not wanting to see the disgraceful action.

Fuck he was uncomfortable, wrestling relentlessly with those fucking curtains trying everything to twist away, to throw you off of him but he couldn’t.

He rutted into your soaked canal, searching for a release as he striked that distinct sweet spot inside of you. 

“Oh fuck, Mike…” Your ass ricocheted off of his thighs with each thunderous thrust. 

Then he stopped, trying to gain back control over his body, but surely you could finish the job yourself.

“Aw what’s wrong professor, is my pussy gonna make you cum hm?” Rocking and rolling your hips, his thighs twitched below your ass cheeks, toes curling from the unavoidable orgasm.

His teeth dug into the plumpness of his bottom lip, eyes screwed shut once more as he attempted to pull himself away not wanting to cum but it was too late.

A tear escaped his waterline, cheeks flushed and heated from embarrassment and shame. What the fuck had he done.

He cursed underneath his breath when he felt your flood gates open, still milking him for all he had to give even as your back arched, your pussy releasing the effects of your orgasm. You inner, stimulated walls squeezed his length while your sweet nectar spilled out, hips grinding and smearing your actions together like a disastrous painting, wanting to ensure your smell was left, your mark was left.

“Fuck, fuck Mikeee…” Opening his eyes and seeing the evidence, reminding him he lost to a fucking student, used by a student.

He felt violated, useless, hopeless like he no longer held control over his own life.

He flinched away from your touch when he felt your temple land and rest on his shoulder, still trying to catch a breath and slow down his racing thoughts and heart.

“See that wasn’t so bad was it?” He tried to hold back the tears, but nearly choked on his own breath, fully sobbing while glancing down at the mess of your seeds, sticky and swirled in his pubes.

As the days passed, he found it increasingly difficult to teach with you in the room, constantly stuttering from the flashbacks of the assault, scared to even look at you, knowing that you had more power over him in this fucked up situation.

He was scared to lose his job, and he was alone. 

He’d look in the mirror and feel disgusted with his own body, crying that he had no control over a young fucking girl.

He’d walk through the hallways curling in on himself feeling like everyone he passed by in haze would look at him and just somehow knew what happened, like they were all laughing at him. 

No one cared, no one fucking cared about his pain and he had to hold it all in.

Every passion, every dream, every desire died within him, you took everything and didn’t give a damn.

He could still feel you under his skin, over his shoulder. Still could taste the bitter intrusion of your tongue.

Every time he passed your car parked on the side of the road at school he’d seethe in his seat feeling like he was to blame for the assault.

Why didn’t he fight harder? Why did his body react the way it did, maybe he liked it..

No, no, that wasn’t it, it couldn’t be. Had he done something to make you think he was interested? Should he have not tutored you after school with chapters you were struggling with?

What could he have done differently, or better guide you into the right direction of choices?

His skin crawled at the memories, still trying to figure out the reason as to why.

Who would believe that a young girl could rape an older man? There was no such thing and surely other men would joke about it, that’s what he felt like a joke.

Because of you, he didn’t know who he was or what his purpose in life was anymore.

[phreinne]

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Lookism Men x Singer/Musician! Reader 🖤🥀 🤟 🎶

A/N: I'm making the reader in the subculture of pop-punk smth like that for the most part but feel free to pick your own music genre. Genre: fluff ☁️, and slight angst 🥀 pairing: character/s x reader (romantic ; reader is gender neutral) Warnings: slight mentions of personal problems Picture/character name: Nana Osaki

Daniel Park/Jay Hong/Duke Pyeon/Eli Jang/Jake Kim/Jerry Kwon/Lineman/Sinu Han/Young Jinyoung Park/Jace Park/Kwak Jihan/(add in: Mary Kim! because why not she slays)

They really loves your voice. You're not only kind and helpful, you're also very talented and he feels very gifted to have someone like you :).

They also finds it a new interesting thing about you. If you're shy about your singing/music skills please don't! They're willing to listen to your beautiful voice and amazing talent. So there's need to gatekeep on what you can do (but they wouldn't pressure you too much they know boundaries).

They also wouldn't mind if you collaborate with them! They thinks it's a good bonding time in your relationship. Whether it's singing to other musicians' songs or composing your own they find it really enjoyable.

They would also be you personal manager or your bandmate if you asked me. I'm pretty sure that they at least know something about music or they're just also really good at it but they're also shy about it (whether if they're a good vocalist, knows how to play musical instruments or a composer they will do a good job with it and he'll appreciate it if you help them gather more ideas for new projects). You just gotta keep your relationship in private if both of you ever got famous because of some fans (y'know what I mean).

If you play musical instruments, they would blush when you insist to teach them the basics. Or, if you want to learn how to play and they know how to (please I want someone to teach me how to play the guitar it's so hard lol), they will spend their free time teaching you. Nonetheless if both of you are patient with each other, it can form a strong bond and connection.

They are willing to protect you especially when excited fans tries to touch you when they get a bit too thrilled to finally meet both of you. You even got to scold them while patching them up for being careless about themselves since they get hurt trying to shield you a bunch of times. But don't blame them, they want to make sure you and your privacy is safe (and they'll get flushed and a bit concerned when you also do the same for them).

They will be willing to listen and know about the meaning of your songs/covers. They will find a bit upsetting if you're ashamed of what you can do or if you are using your talent to vent out your negative emotions and personal problems as a coping mechanism. Nonetheless, they will be willing to reach out and talk to you about it. Besides they know that spending your time doing your hobbies/talent can be really healthy to release your stress. But next time don't hesitate to talk about your personal issues because they're your partner and they want to see you better, despite being a bit embarrassing on your part.

If you suffer from stage fright, don't worry if you don't mind they will sing with you! They find it a bit stressful for you to feel like this because they really believe on what you can do and also you as a person. So, they will cheer you up and give the best and genuine compliments.

1000/10 power couple vibes.

Zack Lee/Vasco (Lee Eun Tae)/Goo Kim/Jiho Park/Warren Chae/Tom Lee/Olly Wang/Kuroda Ryuhei/Vin Jin/Yuseong/Kwak Jibeom/Gongseob Ji

Do I even need to start? He will be your number one fan.

Not really good in terms of singing/music? (sorry Vin I do like you but Duke is just better lol). They're probably out of tune most of the times but he will practice almost every hour just to impress you lmao. But with practice and hard work (along with your help), he can keep up with you!

He is willing to give up his training just to stay beside you. They might be a little bit obsessed over you, but they do know boundaries. He'll respect it if you want your free time, but he will still cry inside because he really wants to spend his extra time with you.

He will not admit it, but he thinks that he enjoys spending his time with you teaching him your interests? It's not necessarily that he's super passionate with music (except for Vin). But he finds it a good hobby when he's bored. He would also find it enjoyable if he teaches you his body training techniques (but he may unconsciously push you to your limits so you gotta tell him what you like and what you're not comfortable with). He would also force you almost every night (especially Yuseong, Goo, and Ryuhei) to hum him a lullaby before he sleeps, bastard. But like I said, he would stop if you're not comfortable with it. But if he has puppy ears it would surely droop down the moment you turned off his offer.

He thinks that playing musical instruments is so damn hard. Like how the hell can you play *your instrument of choice* so smooth? Almost perfectly if you asked me. Now he wanna learns how to play too! Be patient with him because he may accidentally break it (for example strumming the guitar so hard lmao).

He will also whoop someone's ass if they ever tried to touch you. But he may misunderstand the situation with someone who's just excited to ask for an autograph 🗿. Now don't blame him, he's really cautious with any potential danger (especially when you became famous). Now you gotta scold his ass off telling him to be nicer to your fans and he'll be crying and sniffing pleading for your forgiveness. But still, his preservative demeanor will still be active especially when you're out for tours. He's also a great body guard even when he's super a blockheaded person at times.

He's the type to look really tough but cries at hearing emotional songs? You can see the tears that threatened to fall on his now red-glossy eyes as he doesn't know why he feels like this every time you sing a meaningful song with your beautiful song. You're like a goddess given life, his princess if you asked me.

He will scream like the biggest fanboy he's ever been when you're feeling nervous for a stage performance. The only thing missing at this point is him holding up a board with your pictures plastered with colorful/*color of choice* on it to cheer you up lmao.

He' a chaotic crackhead and also pretty dumb at times. He wants to guard and almost babysit you on rehearsals.

Gun Park/Johan Seong/Jiho Park (villain arc/James Lee/Daniel Park (post-gun training/Jay Hong/Jake Kim/Samuel Seo/Taesoo Ma/Kwak Jichang/Hudson Ahn/Yoojin/Mandeok/Cheon Taejin/Xiaoleoung/Jason Yoon/Brad Lee

He doesn't really care if you can sing or make music? But he does find it an interesting fact about you though.

He would be honestly feel a bit blessed if he have a partner who's not only strong willed, helpful and emotionally intelligent/logical but also talented (his type might be a too unrealistic but I guess as long as you're a positive or a good person he might catch feelings for you especially Daniel).

Doesn't really care about one's physical appearance in some aspects (some men in this list have preferences but he's not too picky either except for Samuel and Jiho lmao). But he would find it hot and appealing if you wear your own preference in clothing that matches your music style. He thinks that it can also catch your audiences' attention to be presentable not only talent/skill wise but also in your fashion sense.

He might not admit it but he loves your voice. He finds it calming since he's either having troubles with his sleep schedule and he's really tired. Anything you sing is okay for him, hearing your voice is enough as you ruffle his hair to help him take a nap. But his cold-stone heart will slowly melt if you sing his favorite song/s for him in a soft and calm manner.

He's not really a singer but he does hum at times either when if he's bored or in private all alone because he's too focused on his work or either he's embarrassed by it (Daniel has a very exceptional singing skills we all that). He might reject or skip your offer of him helping you out for your project since he's either busy dealing with his enemies, him getting a bit shy and unsure, or him just not being in the mood for it. But after some forcing persuading, he might accept your offer but he still have doubts about it lol. He might prefer doing some back-up vocals though. He will find it annoying if you keep forcing him to sing with you. But he can't resist to you as his partner. So you might hear a low (yet beautiful tone) voice of his singing along with you especially on karaoke bars.

Though I headcannon that he prefers being your bodyguard/manager (something along of the lines like that). Since he's super strong, cunning, fast and a very outstanding fighter he wouldn't hesitate to kick your stalker's ass the moment he catches up on them. He wants to make sure that your privacy and personal life is secured and safe as much as possible. And he will get his job done.

Not the best in comfort because he's mostly serious at times (especially Gun and Samuel), but he will still try his best to cheer you up before your performance. You're precious to him.

He will not admit it but he does find it enjoyable to spend time with you on what you like to do/hobbies especially when he's free. He might be interested to play your instrument of choice or practice his vocal skills more with you as his coach and lover. Who knows?

Bonus! DG (Kang Dag Yeom)/Daniel Park/Duke Pyeon (sorry I might come out as a bit of a biased person lmao)

He's a singer/musician as well! So no need to be embarrassed by your music skills.

Though he can't help to admire your beauty, he's most likely act professional in times of work. You got lots of projects to do that must be done on time, so he'll most likely put his feelings aside first.

He's very attentive about your ideas for your new projects. If you don't mind he might even recommend some tips and his thoughts for that additional flair on the music. Not only him working with you is organized, it's also very enjoyable while still being focused.

He might know how to play a musical instrument (DG for sure), but for Daniel and Duke they're more of a vocalist and composer. So teaching him how to play or you studying together to play your musical instrument of choice is also very entertaining. DG will be willing to teach you the basics first if you asked him for help when he's free. So you don't need to feel shy about it.

He also cares for the meaning of the songs you're composing/making a cover for. He really believes that music is not only something catchy on our hearing, but also it needs to be a beautiful and meaningful masterpiece. He might get concerned if your song of choice might be a bit personal on your side, but he'll make sure that he'll talk about it with you (in a good way ofc). Nonetheless as long as you're happy with the song, he'll be fine with it too.

He'll also try his best to protect you. Daniel and DG can kick some perverted people if needed. As for Duke, I'm not really confident that he can fight back but I'm sure he'll still try his best to take care of you in his own ways :).

They feel stage fright at times but he'll get a bit more anxious when you're the one that experiences it. He wants you to know that you can get through it. So if you don't mind he will sing with you too.

1000/10 couple vibes (again lol).

[iamvercnika]

ㅤㅤ❪ ⠀ VERONIKA ⠀ ❫ ⸻ ❝ here is how i spend my days now. i live in a beautiful place. i sleep in a beautiful bed. i eat beautiful food. i go for walks through beautiful places. i care for people deeply. at night my bed is full of love, because i alone am in it. i cry easily, from pain and pleasure, and i don't apologize for that. in the mornings i step outside and i'm thankful for another day. it took me many years to arrive at such a life. ❞

₊‧⁺˖ ⠀⠀⠀ IDENTITY  ! 

LEGAL  NAME  ⸻   ⠀⠀⠀ choi yoona ( 최유나  )

ARTIST  NAME  ⸻   ⠀⠀⠀ veronika  (  베로니카  )

NICKNAMES  ⸻   ⠀⠀⠀ nation’s  witch,  nana,  blooby

BIRTHDAY  ⸻   ⠀⠀⠀ april  30,  1997

ZODIAC  ⸻   ⠀⠀⠀ taurus

ETHNICITY  ⸻   ⠀⠀⠀ south  korean 

OCCUPATION  ⸻   ⠀⠀⠀ idol, producer, actress

LANGUAGES  ⸻   ⠀⠀⠀ korean,  english,  japanese 

₊‧⁺˖ ⠀⠀⠀ PHYSICALITY  ! 

BODY  TYPE  ⸻   ⠀⠀⠀ mesomorph

BUILD  ⸻   ⠀⠀⠀ athletic

HEIGHT  ⸻   ⠀⠀⠀ one  hundred  sixty-two  (  162  )  centimeters  |  five  foot  & three inches  (  5’3”  )

DISTINCTIVE  FEATURES  ⸻   ⠀⠀⠀ piercing eyes, sharp jawline, full lips, beatific smile, a cybersigil tattoo on her left thigh, big scar on her right knee ( always covered with a knee pad or pants )

FACE  CLAIM  ⸻   ⠀⠀⠀ kim bora  (  dreamcatcher  ) 

₊‧⁺˖ ⠀⠀⠀ PERSONALITY  ! 

OVERVIEW  ⸻   ⠀⠀⠀ VERONIKA exudes an air of mystery, often leaving fans intrigued by her enigmatic persona. she embraces the unknown and is not afraid to delve into darker themes, both in her music and her public image. she faces challenges head-on and is deeply involved in the creative direction of her music and visuals, showcasing her creativity and artistic vision. VERONIKA enjoys pushing boundaries and experimenting with different styles, keeping her fans engaged and intrigued.

POSITIVE  ⸻   ⠀⠀⠀ VERONIKA's ability to connect with her audience on an emotional level, sharing her own experiences and struggles, nurtures a sense of empathy and understanding among her fans. she demonstrates remarkable resilience in the face of adversity, bouncing back from setbacks and using challenges as opportunities for growth. she treats others with respect and kindness, valuing the contributions of her collaborators and showing appreciation for her fans. despite her dark image, VERONIKA is deeply compassionate, using her platform to raise awareness of social issues and advocate for positive change.

NEGATIVE  ⸻   ⠀⠀⠀ her dedication to her craft can border on perfectionism, leading to self-criticism and a reluctance to release new music until it meets her high standards. VERONIKA's introspective nature may lead her to withdraw from others at times, preferring solitude to social interaction, which can create challenges in building and maintaining relationships. VERONIKA's strong-willed nature can sometimes manifest as stubbornness, making it difficult for her to compromise or consider alternative perspectives in collaborative settings. may use her music as a means of escape, withdrawing from reality or avoiding personal challenges rather than confronting them directly.

₊‧⁺˖ ⠀⠀⠀ OTHER  ! 

HABITS  ⸻   ⠀⠀⠀ staring into the distance / spacing out, playing with jewellery or accessories, nail tapping, twirling hair, humming softly in random moments, subtle smirks, stirring drinks clockwise FEARS  ⸻   ⠀⠀⠀ loss of identity,  abandonment, being trapped, betrayal PET  PEEVES  ⸻   ⠀⠀⠀ interrupting her creative process, disrespect for boundaries, disorganisation, being treated as a stereotype HOBBIES  ⸻   ⠀⠀⠀ songwriting, reading, collecting crystals, yoga, collecting plants, gardening, cooking live, photography TALENTS  ⸻   ⠀⠀⠀ singing, dancing,  visual art, production,  acting, voice mimicry, calligraphy

₊‧⁺˖ ⠀⠀⠀ BIOGRAPHY  ! 

PRE-DEBUT  ⸻   ⠀⠀⠀ VERONIKA began her musical training in her early teens, studying vocal techniques and music theory. inspired by a diverse range of musical genres, including rock, pop, and classical, VERONIKA honed her skills as a vocalist and songwriter. in addition to her love for music, VERONIKA also had a passion for the arts. she enjoyed drawing, painting, and exploring different forms of creative expression. this early interest in visual arts would later influence her approach to music videos and stage performances. despite her natural talent and passion for music, VERONIKA faced challenges along the way. like many aspiring artists, she encountered moments of doubt and insecurity, wondering if she had what it took to succeed in the competitive music industry. however, her determination and love for music always prevailed, driving her to continue pursuing her dreams.

PRESENT  ⸻   ⠀⠀⠀ since her debut, VERONIKA has continued to push the boundaries of music, exploring themes of darkness, mysticism, and empowerment in her music. she has released several successful albums and singles, each showcasing her evolution as an artist and her commitment to her unique concept. VERONIKA's influence extends beyond music, as she has become a fashion icon known for her bold and avant-garde style. she is also actively involved in various philanthropic efforts, using her platform to raise awareness of social issues and support causes close to her heart. despite her public persona, VERONIKA maintains a relatively private personal life. she is known for her introspective nature and deep connection to her art, often drawing inspiration from her own experiences and emotions.