but i prefer the younger girl

Things you should NOT do if your teen is transgender:

I know that there are a lot of these out there, here’s a contribution of my experience

1. Suggest other preferred names, especially ones that are close to their dead name
2. Say that it will take time to adjust
3. “It’s like we’re losing a daughter/son”
4. Get ultra defensive if your son/daughter is telling you that some things you’re saying are transphobic
5. “You never acted like a boy/girl when you were younger”
6. Say that it’s hard on the parents
7. “Most people realize they’re transgender when they’re younger”
8. Victimize yourself

Things you SHOULD do:
1. Use preferred name and pronouns as often as possible
2. Educate yourself on the topic
3. If financially possible, buy your son a good binder from gc2b or something
4. Suggest to family members to not get gender-specific gifts around holidays and birthdays, or suggest not gifting clothes
5. Sign them up for gender counseling

Overprotective

request: Ok so, I really like the idea os shawn being so protective over his sister. And I also like the idea of his (future) girlfriend being like “the cool sister” of hers. You know, like, always calming Shawn down when aaliyah’s with a boy and having her back - helping her get ready for dates and stuff. Or aaliyah asking asking his girlfriend to try reasoning with him… can you write something like this?


You were on the couch with Shawn, in between being awake and asleep, while he flipped channels, trying to find something to watch. Aaliyah came bouncing down the steps, smile bright on her face, and the noises woke you. “Hey, do you mind if I borrow Y/N for like, ten minutes?”

Shawn whined, not wanting you to get up.

“Shawn, suck it up.” You laughed, following Aaliyah up the stairs and into her room. “What’s up, Liyah?”

“Well, you that boy Hayden?”

You nodded, having heard stories of the boy that made Aaliyah’s heart speed up.

“He asked me if I wanted to see a movie with him!”

“Absolutely not.” Shawn’s voice came from outside the door, and he swung it open.

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From a friend:

So my friend is trying to find movies for her 6 year old daughter that star girls, preferably outside the Disney canon. Trying to think of things I watched a kid … and realizing most of them starred boys. Here is what I have so far. Can you guys think of anything else?

The Secret of Nimh
The Last Unicorn
Labyrinth
Various Miyazaki films (My neighbor Totoro, Kiki’s delivery service, etc) 

Anyone have any recs for good movies, animated or not, that feature girls in the lead? Especially movies that might be suitable for a younger audience.

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Would NCT rather date someone younger or someone older?

MASTERLIST

Anon: Can you write a MTL of whether the entire nct would date younger girls. Cause I’m a 2002 girl

You can refer to my other age MTLs for various different liners and this, which is what I think would be NCT’s age preference ranges.

This is not accurate and is purely my opinion. There is nothing to support this in any way, they could be completely different to what this says!

Originally posted by jypnior


Younger

  • Hansol
  • Taeyong
  • Chenle
  • Haechan

Older

  • Johnny
  • Ten
  • Renjun
  • Mark

Same age (or ½ years younger/older)

  • Kun
  • Jaemin
  • Jeno
  • Taeil
  • WinWin

Wouldn’t care

  • Yuta
  • Doyoung
  • Jisung
  • Jaehyun
Kanato Interview

Ok I’m more confident on Kanato because he speaks in proper structure lmao. But still, take it with a grain of salt. Again, thanks to @robot17 and @ameganelover for the scans. 

What is it that you are happiest doing?

Of course, being together with Teddy. Teddy will absolutely not betray me, and always listens to my stories properly. That girl, I wish she could be a doll like Teddy…then she would be more quiet than she is now, and I would love her more, right? I’d be happy. That’s why, I’ve decided to kill her and make her a doll after all. At that time, I will give her a beautiful dress to wear.

What is the most important thing to you?

There is nothing that’s important. …Well, that girl is absolutely necessary to satisfy my hunger. But she isn’t very important. It’s not very important to me, but it’s just the blood that is special. Please do not misunderstand. I get annoyed when I’m misunderstood…!

Of the triplets, Ayato and Laito, which one do you like?

I dislike both of them. Feeling a ‘like’ emotion, I never had that. They are always getting in my way, those people…! I hate it, I really hate it. Even when I am with that girl, they get in the way, even when I am sucking her blood…Just remembering it already pisses me off. Teddy is the only one who knows my feelings. I don’t need anything other than Teddy.

Do you have any memories that stand out about your mother?

When I sang, she always praised me. She would always say she wanted to hear more. That’s why, I would always do it…but singing makes me feel good, so it doesn’t mean I’m singing for my mother. That’s about it for memories of my mother.  

Tell us your favorite sweets!

It’s all sweets. Both sweets, cakes, puddings, cookies…I like them all. I cannot live without sweet things. That’s why, I also have many sweets made by that girl…But the blood of that girl is tastier than any sweets, and it satisfies my hunger. That’s why, I am satisfied that there is that girl.

Do you prefer older women? Or younger?

We are vampires, so we have nothing to do with age. Do you not even know this much? Please refrain from repeating such silly questions. …If a person’s blood is delicious…or not delicious…that’s it. Oh, but if the person will not become my doll, then it is useless.

What is your ideal blood sucking situation?

I want to suck the blood of that girl surrounded by plenty of sweets. That girl also eating lots of candy, to make her blood more and more sweet. Then, suck her blood…. I eat sweet candy, and then do it again. Fufu…what a great idea.

What do you think of Yui?

That girl just has special blood. There is no more meaning than that, is there? Please don’t be silly. …Still, that is why she has to stay by my side. She must always listen to what I say, and must be near me to satisfy my belly at any time. If she resists…I’ll kill her.

What is it you want to do the most now?

I would like to eat a lot of sweets with Teddy. Oh, but that girl could also be with us. When I am satisfied with the sweets, I can suck that girl’s blood, and be even more satisfied. Other than that, I don’t need anything.

bold what applies to your muse!

Just a few of tropes from tvtropes. They are (hopefully) linked correctly if you want to read up on them. Feel free to add more!

Asskicking Equals AuthorityMama Bear / Respected by the Respected / Cut a Slice, Take the Rest / Half-Human Hybrid / Achilles’ Heel / Nigh-Invulnerability / Soul Jar / Kryptonite Factor / Involuntary Shapeshifter / Voluntary Shapeshifting / Kaleidoscope Eyes / Asshole Victim /  Anti-Hero / Ideal Hero / Kill All Humans / Organic Technology / Ridiculously Human Robots / Become a Real Boy / Ambiguous Robots / Magical Eye(s) / Magic Music / Lady of War / Expressive Hair / Spoiled Sweet / Battle Ballgown / Cute Bruiser / Cheerful Child / Rapunzel HairDark Action Girl / Mind Virus / Theme Music Power-Up / Epiphany Therapy / Rich BitchAloof Big Brother / Stalker with a Crush / Driven by Envy / Always Second Best / I LiedBig Brother Instinct / Fake Memories / Shell-Shocked Veteran /  Jerk with a Heart of Gold / Noble Demon / The Power of Love / The Love Slap of Epiphany / The Power of Friendship / Good Thing You Can Heal / The Power of HateRemember That You Trust Me / Dark Is Not Evil / Lovable Alpha Bitch / Split Personality TakeoverDying Alone / Heroic Sacrifice / Loners Are Freaks / Go Mad from the Isolation / NEET / Do Not Taunt Cthulhu / Curb-Stomp Battle / Cry for the Devil / Cradle of Loneliness / Desperately Craves Affection / Hates Being Touched / Because You Were Nice to Me / No Sense of Personal Space / Et Tu, Brute? / Go Out with a Smile / Artificial Limbs / Apocalypse Maiden / Enemy Within / Badass / Freakiness Shame / Abusive Parents / Defied Trope / Fluffy Tamer / Nightmare Fetishist / Bad Dreams / Talking in Your Sleep / Death Seeker / The Dreaded / All of the Other Reindeer / Heroes Prefer Swords / One-Man Army / Lightning Bruiser / Sanity Slippage / Roaring Rampage of Revenge / White Hair, Black Heart / Light Is Not Good / Unstoppable Rage / Too Clever by Half / Younger Than They Look / Older Than They Look / Well-Intentioned Extremist / Smug Super /  When She Smiles / Bad Powers, Good People / Big Brother (Sister) Worship /  Emotionless Girl / 100% Adoration Rating / 0% Approval Rating / Magical Girl / Laughing Mad / My God, What Have I Done? / Sickeningly Sweethearts / Ill Girl / Bandage Babe / Too Good for This Sinful Earth / Brilliant, but Lazy / Motor Mouth / Beauty Mark Psychopathic Manchild / Voice of the Legion / Mad ScientistOur Zombies Are Different / A-Cup Angst / The Hedonist / Big Breast Pride / Absolute Cleavage / Blue Blood / Cold-Blooded Torture 

Imagine: Tyler Seguin - Anything But Cute

Requested: Yes | No

  • hptc22 asked: Can u do a cute one with Tyler seguin where u confront him Bc he said he only wanted to date older girls and u are younger then him and ur insecure Bc u want him to think ur like hot not adorable and he’s sweet and blah blah <33

Word Count: 1,165

Summary: You watch Tyler’s “Barstool The Life” video and notice the part where he says he’d only date older girls… It preys on your insecurity a little bit so you decide to find out what Tyler really thinks about your age. 

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Damon Albarn : "Est-ce que je me trouve beau ? Oui, clairement"
Après cinq ans de silence, Gorillaz sort un album corrosif sur le monde qui perd la boule, porté par la voix si flegmatique de son leader. Confidences.
By Anne-Sophie Jahn

I translated a few quotes :

- It must be exhausting to be a sex symbol?

When I was younger, I was pretty. Today, I’m handsome, I prefer that. Being pretty is not easy. When I was a kid, people thought I was a girl. I was vulnerable, the other kids hated me and beat me up. I was very preoccupied by other people’s opinion of me. I was aware that I was attractive, because of my looks, and it was incredibly easy for me to have sex with women. I always respected women, I was raised that way. I really love them so I’m very happy that they love me too.

- So, you think you’re handsome?

(he grunts) Do I have to do the false modesty thing? No, ok. Do I think I’m handsome? Yes, obviously. But not everyday ! (he laughs, showing his gold tooth). With the right angle and lighting, I’m still kind of handsome.

anonymous asked:

ur blog is goals and lol at that svt mtl for the gory horror movie XD ik requests aren't open for this but could you do like svt's ideal types? maybe one for bts too? feel free to delete this ask it goes aganist ur guidelines but like ur ships are so accurate... i ship them myself after reading ur reasoning lol (ooh is it alright if i become glasses anon?? soybean anon is already taken)

BTS’s Ideal Types

Glasses anon?? OMO HOW CUTE WELCOME TO THE MINI FAN CLUB lol no this blog is nowhere near that popular yet and of course I could; thank you for asking so politely! I was thinking about doing this a few weeks ago but decided against it after so many asks started popping in my inbox heuheu

Rap Monster: Namjoon’s ideal type, when discussing personality, would be someone who’s mentally intelligent and able to start an interesting conversation; either on worldwide affairs or facts about the last book you two have both read plenty of times. He’s all for an open-minded person, and would cherish a partner that respects his complex thought process. His partner themselves should be able to understand his random ‘facts of the day’ moments, and still love him even after the daily “oops! I broke it…” line.

When it comes to appearances, he would prefer a fiercer look, something more bold and suggestive. It’ll attract him right away, and he’d want to get to know the person better almost instantly. Heads up, Namjoon stans! If you use makeup, striking colors like red and gold would appeal to him, but lay off the excess makeup. A nude lipstick could work too as it contrasts against all those shades. As for clothing, a tank top that shows off your biceps would work just fine; being physically fit is a plus!

Rap Monster’s ideal type would be someone who’s mentally captivating, and clever on first glance. They may even have a rebellious spark in their eyes; it’ll draw him in.

Jin: Jin’s ideal type, in terms of personality, would be a mature person that understands situations quickly and frequently makes correct choices morally and when it comes down to split-second decision making. He’d love someone who can cook AND eat well, since he very much loves food himself. When it comes to dating, I see him as a pretty traditional person, but because he’s unpredictable, I think it’s safe to assume that he would venture out of the path a little to change some things around.

In a much more shallower perspective (not stating that Jin is shallow in the least), he may be drawn to girls (or boys) that have softer features or someone who appears younger than they actually are, such as singer IU or Korean actress Park Bo Young. As long as their choice of clothing and makeup is down-to-earth and nothing too extravagant, it’ll be a ‘yes, i like what i see so far’ from him.

Jin’s ideal type would be someone who’s mature, warm, and motherly; they should be able to handle themselves well in public. He would prefer softer features over sharper ones, basically someone who’s good-looking themselves.

Suga: Personality-wise, Yoongi might go for a calm and patient lover, one that’s able to handle his sassy remarks and lazy habits of his. I mentioned before in one of my mtls that to me, he seems like the most versatile out of BTS; his tastes probably changes a lot in a person. I’d love to see him with someone nearly just as sarcastic and laid-back as him; but it’s not too hard to imagine him being together with a fluffy, peace-loving unicorn either though.

If we’re going to go by appearances, Suga would probably prefer a more ‘swag’ rather than a polished/cute choice of clothing on his significant other, however, the curious eyebrow cocks up only if the certain s/o suits the ‘swag’ look. If the amount of bling-bling is blinding and way too unnecessary, it’ll decrease the chances of him asking them out and make his potential lover look like they’re trying too hard. Makeup isn’t necessary, but if you want to flaunt your good looks, go all in. Purple lipstick, blue eyeliner works perfectly; just remember not to look like you’re trying extremely hard to impress him!

Suga’s ideal type would be someone who’s laid-back and prefers to stay out of drama/gossip. He’d like it if they dressed similar to his style; ripped jeans with a checkered shirt around the waist would be smiled upon.

J-Hope: If we’re going to go by personality, he’ll go all for a smiley, funny significant other. Hoseok, in my opinion, prefers to be surrounded by positivity rather than negativity, so a pessimistic person wouldn’t exactly click with him, romantically speaking. Sure, he’s easygoing and extremely fun to be around with, and doesn’t select his friends or future lover, but a pessimistic person as his partner in life wouldn’t really be his first choice. Hoseok himself is emotional, so I think he’d do well with a caring lover that is able to comfort him effortlessly.

Regarding appearances, Hoseok would be the hardest for me to decide. I don’t think he has a specific preference of clothing or makeup; he’s just as likely to enjoy seeing his lover wearing jeans and a sweatshirt as he is when his lover’s in a tank top with dangerously short shorts. He also wouldn’t mind the body type of his significant other; Hoseok would like chubby people just as much as thin people. It wouldn’t hurt if his partner could dance though; work them moves J-Hope stans!

J-Hope’s ideal type would be someone cheery and has a positive outlook on life. He’s really open-minded, so he most likely doesn’t have a preference to how his significant other should look like.

Jimin: Jimin’s ideal type would be someone who’s extremely thoughtful and generous; someone who’s polite around adults and mostly places themselves second in most scenarios. They always have someone else on their mind when making decisions, and often is concerned about others’ emotions and physical conditions.  His ideal type wouldn’t be the ones that are easily pushed around though, they should be able to have a voice when unjust actions are committed against them, or someone else.

Appearance-wise, he might like a more subtle choice of clothing on his partner, one that he can compliment on and isn’t too extravagant or revealing. I totally see him loving a mature, sexy look on his significant other though! He’d be really aroused by it, and would give them nonstop kisses on the lips or neck.

Jimin’s ideal type would someone thoughtful and generous, who always thinks of others first before themselves. He’d enjoy seeing his partner in formal wear; whether they decide to go the ‘casual’ way or ‘sexy’ way is up to them.

V: V’s ideal type would be a person who enjoys laughing, and has a beautiful smile. He would be instantly attracted to them, as he’s a sucker for charming and sweet people. He would adore a cute and childish partner that he can frequently spoil and coo over too, and since he’s especially sweet with kids, he would want a partner who’s quite good with or loves children also.

When it comes to appearances, V might like a softer, more ‘girly’ style on his significant other on a typical basis, although he would be (pleasantly) shocked if they dressed slightly more revealing once in awhile. He’s the type that wouldn’t really mind how his partner looks like early in the morning; he’d still enjoy giving kisses to them even if they had bad morning breath and would find their disheveled hair adorable.

V’s ideal type would be someone who has a beautiful smile, and frankly, someone who loves laughing. He’s quite flexible with whatever his partner wears, cute clothing might appeal the best to him, however.

Jungkook: Jungkook’s ideal type would be someone who’s flirty but also mature. He would like being teased a little, so out of all of BTS, he may be the one who’s completely unbothered by the fact he’s dating a noona, and instead may even enjoyed being playfully pushed around because he’s younger. His partner should be patient with him; I see it being a problem relationship-wise if they’re not. Jungkook’s around the awkward transition of adolescent to adult, and he’s, frankly, still slightly impulsive. His significant other taking a few cautious steps to being understanding with him would create a stable and healthy relationship that would last a long time.

When considering looks, Jungkook has made us all aware that Korean singer IU is one of the female idols he really admires. He might prefer a taller partner, but don’t dwell on height too much! As long as the gap between his lover and him isn’t too large, it’s not difficult to imagine him leaning down to kiss the top of his lover’s forehead. Regarding the sensitive topic of makeup, Jungkook would probably choose a lighter makeup-look rather than to a heavy one, but of course, he wouldn’t stress over it much.

Jungkook’s ideal type would be someone who’s patient and playful, in addition to being mature when dealing with decisions that could affect their relationship. He would prefer a taller partner, but wouldn’t mind how they dress, unless they reveal a little too much in public (he gets jealous and possessive quickly).

This piece of work is based off my personal opinion. Feel free to disagree with it, as long as aggressiveness is kept at a minimum ^~^. Keep in mind that we, fans, have no to little idea of who BTS actually looks for in a partner so don’t get discouraged!

anonymous asked:

Oh dear, those new pictures of Caitriona. She is looking her age, tired and less fresh. Don't get me wrong. She is a gorgeous woman but she is aging. One cannot blame Sam for moving on.

Oh, dear, you must be full from ingesting excessive amounts of crumbs from the patriarchal table. 

I see an accomplished woman taking the responsibility of promoting a show that she is proud of and doing a wonderful job at it. I see a woman who is confident in herself and who does not need her clothes to define her. 

Why the need to tie a woman’s worth to a man? Cait is Cait. She is not worth more or less because she is with Sam. The normalization of men’s desire for anything younger, and the equation of younger with “fresher” and better is one of the ways that women disempower girls and themselves. Self-esteem should not come from male acceptance.

I sincerely hope you are not measuring your worth according to the men who would date you. Put yourself front and center and they will come. I think that a man of quality and substance prefers a partner who takes pride in herself. 

anonymous asked:

Hey.... So you know your BMC fandom advice and tips thingy that you sent for an anon, do you think you could do that for Dear Evan Hansen, preferably for fanfiction? I'm writing a BMC/DEH crossover and I cannot write for the life of me. Plus, someone said I wrote Evan out of character, so I need some tips and pointers, especially for the guys. The girls won't be that hard for me.

Sure anon, coming right up! Thanks for reaching out to me! I will admit I don’t know as much about DEH as I do about BMC, particularly because I’ve heard the BMC boot and have not yet watched the DEH boot. So please, feel free to correct any mistakes I made, and to 

Fanfiction

  • Connor abused his younger sister Zoe, which is inexcusable.
  • However, Connor was also abused by his parents!
  • Larry Murphy spent all of Connor’s childhood wishing he had a different son, instead of looking after the one he did have.
  • Cynthia Murphy tried harder than Larry, but she still told Connor that he was faking it and that she missed the old him and so forth and so on.
  • Connor had anger issues, shoving Evan to the floor right before Waving Through A Window, and trying to break down Zoe’s door, telling her he was gonna kill her.
  • Evan is not a pure sweet baby. He did a lot of things wrong.
  • Evan has social anxiety, he is not shy.
  • Evan broke his arm by trying and failing to commit suicide. 
  • Evan used the suicide of a classmate to get in Zoe’s pants. This is actually absolutely disgusting, not to mention supremely disrespectful to Connor’s memory.
  • Jared!! Is!! More!! Than!! Bathbombs!!
  • Please for the love of god. Jared is just as complex as Evan or Connor.
  • Jared may not have been the best person, but he was just as hurt by Evan’s actions as any of the others were.
  • Evan is a compulsive liar, and lies a whole lot throughout the course of the show.
  • Connor had depression and a drug addiction.
  • Alana did some bad things too. She posted Connor’s “suicide note” and refused to take it down.
  • Tree Bros barely exists. Connor and Evan interacted maybe twice before Connor died. I’m not going to try and dictate what you ship, but just bear in mind tht you have to be super careful when writing tree bros because unless you’re specifically writing the Connor in Evan’s head, you don’t have that much to go off of.
  • Try listening to this song to get a better idea of what Connor was like before his mental illnesses took hold of him, and a better idea of who Cynthia is as a character
  • Evan did some Fucked!! Up!! Things!! Like try to kiss Zoe on Connor’s bed, ignore his own mother because he liked the Murphys better, like dude shape up!! 
  • Basically, don’t write Evan as a pure sweet innocent baby. That’s way out of character
  • Alana is coded autistic, at least imo.
  • branch out w/ ur ships!! gimme some galaxy gals and kleinsen!! or gimme tht mutual familial love between evan and his mom
  • gimme th good stuff, not just uwu my gay babies evan and connor uwu
  • to sum up:
    • Connor was both abusive and abused
    • Evan is not a poor sweet baby
    • Larry Murphy is one of the biggest assholes known to mankind
    • Jared is not just a meme
    • Alana is trying her best
    • Tree Bros is really hard to write
    • Do!!! Your!!! Research!!! for the love of god this is the most important thing you can do. read well-recieved fanfiction. study social anxiety and all its forms. watch the bootleg a couple times. research depression and all its forms. please for the everloving light that shines down from god’s holy  buttcrack do your research
Act of Kindness | 02 |

0103 | 04 | 05 | 06

Yoo Kihyun | Fake relationship!AU | Fluff | Smut

Since day one, boundaries and personal space were never really part of the picture.

His hands are fidgeting when you spot him. Lip caught in between his teeth, eyes quickly scanning the room as he looks for you or anyone who could possibly notice him. There are only a few other people in the library, minding their business with their noses in the books in front of them.

 "Hey,“ you say softly when you’re next to his seated body, gently touching his shoulder. You feel when his body starts and then he’s looking up at you with wide eyes before he’s sighing in relief. 

 He pulls out the seat next to him and you sit in it, putting your bag on the table in front of you. 

“I’m sorry to ask you to meet me so late,” he utters, hand going up to scratch at the back of his neck.uttered, hand going up to scratch at the back of his neck.

It’s after ten and you have to wake up at eight in the morning, and you don’t know how long this conversation will take, but you’re sure with his busy life this was the earliest he could schedule this talk so you just shrug, not bothered by the time.

“It’s cool. How are you?”

Kihyun looks taken aback by your words, head leaning back in the slightest and eyes growing in size, and then he’s chuckling to himself.

“Emotionally, I’m definitely better than last night. But with this scandal,” he sighs, putting his elbow on the table then resting his chin in his open palm. “the members and the company have been on my ass all day about it. What about you?”

After seeing the pictures and doing some research you didn’t bother looking at what was being said about the situation, or scandal as Kihyun said. Not that you aren’t curious, but you’d rather just not know if people are being rude or disrespectful especially when it’s not what they all think. The only thing you know is one of his fans called you pretty, and you only know that because Krystal sent you a screenshot.

This is the first time you’ve stepped out the house today so it’s not like anyone could’ve spotted you. It was the perfect day to binge watch a new Netflix series.

“It’s not really affecting me,” you reply sheepishly, eyes drifting from his face to the floor. 

You feel bad for putting him in this position, but at the same time, you’re happy you stopped to have that talk with him because as he said before, he’s a lot better emotionally. If it weren’t for you, he would most likely still be crying alone and hiding his true feelings away from his members and the world.

“That’s good,” he nods. “You don’t seem to be getting much hate either.”

That makes you look back up at him. 

His exhaustion is too blatant to miss. You’re sure he just wants to be in bed instead of at a dead library in the middle of the night talking to the girl that has caused more stress in his life.

“So what’s the plan?” you ask, putting some pep in your voice. “You said it’s not as easy as telling them I was a fan passing by so what is it we can do?”

When he starts biting on his bottom lip again you know you’re going to be told bad news. Kihyun studies you for a while, thinking about what he’s going to say to you. 

“Starship- my company- wants us to date,” he says slowly. 

And there’s drift in the atmosphere.

You don’t mean to let your mask slip, but you can’t help the way your face twists up in a mixture of confusion and distaste.

“You’re kidding,” you deadpan.

“This scandal has given us a lot of attention and if they confirm it then it could be beneficial to all of us, including you.”

You laugh dryly at his last two words.

This situation can’t benefit you in any way. The only things you’ll get out of this is attention, possibly more compliments, hate, and possible stalkers. You don’t hate attention and you have tough skin, but this isn’t really the life you want to live. You could’ve just auditioned to be famous for this type of treatment.

“Benefit me? Yeah, okay.”

He shrugs. “I mean, I’m an interesting, nice looking guy. I’ve been told I give the best hugs and that I’m a great kisser.”

You scoff at his self-praise and nod. “Right. That’s not convincing me at all.”

“You didn’t let me finish,” Kihyun says with a wink. “In addition to being around this handsome, kind hearted, funny guy… I would love to have you around when I break down again,” the greasy look from before is exchanged with genuity when he realizes his attractiveness isn’t the way to your heart and you catch a glimpse of the stranger you met on the corner of the street before his next words are spilling from his mouth. “Plus, you’d be getting a check out of it.” 

Your eyes squint at him as he reaches for and grabs your hand that’s on top of the table. How did he go from looking like a nervous mess to bribing you and putting the moves on you? 

“A check?” you parrot.

“Depends on how long you stick around. You could get anything starting from one grand to fifteen grand…”

It takes you a while to process his words. His company is willing to pay you that much just to date him? You understand you kind of put them in the spotlight but damn that’s an awfully big bribe. 

And you’d be stupid as hell not to take it.

“How long do you need me?”

A smile breaks loose on his face and the hand on top of yours is squeezing. 

“If you can make it to a month we’ll talk about how much you’ll be getting. But you can’t be a lousy girlfriend.”

You snort at his words. Why would you even dare to be a lousy girlfriend when such a large amount of money is on the table. You’re not even a greedy or materialistic girl, but this money could definitely help with college and you’ll possibly even have some extra to keep for a very rainy day.

“I’ll be the best damn girlfriend and therapist you’ve ever had.”


“No one, not even family can know.”

You want to scream.

It’s been a week since you went up to Starship and talked to the CEO and things have been quiet. Well, aside from them confirming the relationship with a picture you hadn’t known was taken before; the two of you sitting on the sidewalk intensely staring at each other that one eventful night. It looked like gazes of love, but in all actuality, it was nothing but concern on your side and hurt and frustration on his.

Oh, and aside from your name, age and where you work being told to the public. You expected everyone knowing your name and age, but someone in the comments just had to tell everyone oh that’s the girl that works at Ahn’s Cafe. 

Some people had things to say about you being younger than him, but just like last time, you prefer not to know what is being said. Krystal, still just as clueless as everyone else and still fuming at the fact you’ve been silent and pretty much ignoring all of her questions dealing with Kihyun, has continued to send things that caught her eye. If she thinks you should know what’s being said, she’ll send you screenshots.

The things you actually have seen range from:

oh i thought he liked older girls

i mean she is cute

ahhh look at the way she looks at him

You might be going crazy.

Every time you think about the situation it has you laughing. 

Thanks to your new relationship your job has also gained a lot of popularity. And it’s not even like they all come into the cafe and order something so that they can stalk you. No. The majority of them are outside the cafe, peeking inside through the glass of the doors and windows. You wish you could just give them the biggest mean mug ever so that they would back up, but you have to give off a friendly vibe. 

Starship wants you to keep at least a pleasant look on your face. They know smiling through all of the bull shit is impossible, but you all have an image to keep up. 

All you want to do is vent to someone. No doubt you can make it through the fake smiles and attention, but having to keep it all in is going to drive you nuts. 

Krystal has so many questions and you have all the answers and so much more you want to let her know, but when you signed that contract you promised not tell a single soul. Of course you trust Krystal, but there’s always the possibility of her slipping up and you can’t let that happen. 

And it’s not like you can vent to Kihyun.

First of all, he’s pretty much still a stranger. He knows nothing about you other than the things that have been posted and your address, and you know nothing about him. He’s busy as hell, especially now that a comeback is around the corner, so his manager says. You haven’t even spoken to him since that night at the library. You caught a quick glimpse of him when you were leaving the CEO’s office. He smiled and nodded while the rest of the group stared and you could even feel their eyes on your back as you walked out the building. 

Kihyun has sent you a few texts, asking how you’re holding up. The conversations always go the same; he asks if you’re okay, you say yes and make a joke about having your own fanbase(at least that’s what Krystal has been jokingly saying) or about how well your pictures came out that day, he laughs and says something cheesy about understanding why because you’re some adjective alike to gorgeous and a good person, you ask him how he’s been and he tells you about how tired, excited, or bored he is before both of you are saying goodnight.

You’re glad you didn’t get stuck with a stuck-up, narcissistic asshole who doesn’t give a shit about how you’re handling the situation.

But then again you doubt you would even be in this position if he was that type of guy.

You kind of feel bad that you still haven’t saved his number.

Secondly, talking to Kihyun about it would barely make you feel better. He knows everything already and there are no words of wisdom or encouragement that he can give you to make you feel better.

It’s not like you’re dying or anything but it would be nice to have someone for your sanity.

Tonight is super dead at Ahn’s and your boss would probably kill you if he saw you sitting at one of the booths near the front counter with your head down on the table. Your arms are terrible pillows but you’re more concerned about how bored and tired you are. It’s too early to start cleaning up and you’re the last one here, so why not rest until a customer comes? If anyone even comes. It’s nine on a Wednesday night. Why is the cafe even open right now?

A bell ringing signals a new customer and you internally groan as you sit upright and put on a genuine enough smile to greet them. 

“Hey, beautiful.”

Seven guys are piling into the cafe when you look up and Kihyun is walking up to you immediately, embracing you into a tight hug.

You freeze under his hold as your eyes stay on the group of guys at the door who are staring right back at you. Once you finally get some sense, you’re hugging him back. 

You wonder if anybody was following them here and he’s putting on an act. It’s hard to tell when he’s never been one for personal space in the first place.

“It’s been a long day and we still have to practice more, so we came by to get some coffee,” he explains. “Plus, I really needed another hug.”

And that explains why he clings onto you until someone is groaning out a playful okay we get it.

You’re kind of embarrassed so you quickly step away from him in favor of going behind the counter and beckoning them over so they can order. You doubt they want to be here for longer than necessary. 

Once again, you can feel eyes burning your back as you make each drink and you’re itching to turn around and ask them why the hell they’re staring so damn hard, but you refrain from doing so. They’re probably just curious about who just got stuck with Kihyun and what kind of person you are.

“If you have any questions, comments or concerns you can voice them now instead of staring holes into my back,” you say with a light voice and a smile when you turn back to them, handing a few of them their drinks.

One with silver and blue hair laughs and raises his cup to you before taking a sip. “I like her,” he says to Kihyun, causing the latter to roll his eyes.

“Yeah me too. I get to touch and hold a pretty little therapist whenever I please,” he smirks at him with a wink.

You openly snort at his words as you turn back around to finish the last few drinks.

“You’re only touching me when we need to make a show for your fans and paparazzi,” you remind him. “Or if you’re greeting me,” you add in quickly, not wanting to be too harsh but putting down some rules. 

Yes, he does give the best hugs, but you’re not one for unnecessary touching.

Childish ooo’s come from behind you and you stifle a laugh and shake your head.

After handing the rest of them their drinks, they say their goodbyes and start walking out. But Kihyun stays behind.

“Starship wants us to get together soon to discuss details about our relationship so that the public can shut the fuck up and stop asking so many questions,” he says, soon after drinking from his cup before wincing at the temperature of it.

You nod, grabbing a rag and proceeding to wipe the counters off. 

“And when exactly is soon?”

“In a couple days most likely.”

Most likely.

You have to know when so that you can ask someone else to take your shift, but you know he probably doesn’t have the answers to your questions, so you just leave it alone for now. 

When you turn back to him he’s smiling at you softly. 

“What?” you ask, looking around the room dumbly.

He just shakes his head before walking to the door.

“See you soon, gorgeous.”

anonymous asked:

hi! can i request a wanna one dating age preferences? tysm!

Yoon Jisung

  • 1 year older / 4 years younger; with a preference for younger girls

Ha Sungwoon 

  • 1 year older / 3 years younger; doesn’t have a preference

Hwang Minhyun

  • 1 year older / 4 younger; prefers younger girls or same age

Ong Seongwoo

  • 2 years older / 5 younger; prefers younger girls 

Kim Jaehwan

  • 3 years older / one year younger; prefers older girls

Kang Daniel

  • 3 years older / one year younger; prefers older girls

Park Jihoon

  • 1 year older / 1 year younger; prefers girls around his age

Park Woojin 

  • 2 years older / 2 years younger; doesn’t have a preference

Bae Jinyoung

  • 2 years older / 1 year younger; prefers girls around his age

Lee Daehwi

  • 1 year older / 2 years younger; prefers younger and around his age girls

Lai Guan Lin

  • 2 years older / 2 years younger; prefers girls around his age
The issue with DDLG/CGL and the often misinformed anti’s.

So many people are all over tumblr, saying that the CGL community is absolute kink or nsfw. They also say it is sexualizing children. I just hope you people are aware that a person can identify as a little without actually partaking in a DDLG relationship. This individual can like things many littles enjoy, such as: kids shows, acting small and young, colouring, playing with stuffed animals, eating “childish” snacks, using a pacifier, etc. This is what age regression is, and even though so many antis are constantly whining that age regression is always kink and nsfw, I don’t see any nsfw going on in a little participating in innocent age regression that is non-sexual? I do also understand that age regression CAN be nsfw, especially if this little is with a dom and their relationship revolves around nsfw matter… but what you aren’t understanding, is that it is not always like this. I definitely do agree that pornographic matter should be nsfw, as well as any ddlg matter that involves a ddlg relationship that is about anything such as sex, punishments, degradation or praise etc. Remember though, AGE REGRESSION IS ALMOST ALWAYS NON SEXUAL!!!  And if you have an issue with it, why are you wasting your time yelling at SFW (my key word is sfw) DDLG/CGL blogs when you can instead be cracking down on actual pedophiles and sexual predators? You know, the creepy old men or women who try to prey on minors, whether they are a little or not. Make yourself useful, because SFW blogs that simply answer questions and post art or cute little space matter are not harming anybody. And the best you can really do is educate these people, regardless their age (I personally hope they are at least 16, preferably 18 if you’re in a relationship), on how to stay safe and avoid the sexual predators who take an innocent SFW little who merely enjoys innocent age regression, and preys on him or her because to them, all ddlg is, is sexual. And it is not. Any man who says “I am a daddy” but only cares about legitimately younger girls, sex, nudes and “punishment” is NOT a caregiver WHATSOEVER. Any “daddy” or “mommy” who only cares about those types of things are NOT a part of the DDLG/CGL community. Only caring about sex and being called daddy means you have a daddy kink, but it isn’t ddlg. It’s especially worse if this person only seeks genuinely younger people. The purpose of my blog is to educate and be safe. So instead of complaining and wasting your time on people who are just trying to enjoy themselves safely and peacefully, you should go find the real predators. Why would I make a post about little space and then mark it as NSFW? What, me talking about my favourite stuffie and the apple juice I had after dinner is too sexual for you and it’s NSFW for you, all because it is age regression, which you immediately assume is pure NSFW? I do understand where people are coming from, but anti’s really need to find something better to waste their time on. It’s hilarious when I come across a blog solely dedicated to smacking down ddlg blogs, even if they are as SFW as mine is. Smh. Don’t even come @ me about this post, because if you do, you obviously didn’t get any of this through your head and it further proves that you aren’t intellectual enough to even argue me while also seeing the other side of things, like you always should during a debate. Smh smh smh. 

Magi: Aladdin and Kougyoku

This is a rather long Magi post. And it also is about a ship that not many people ship, especially because several have not read the manga and not many people are attracted to this ship in general. And it’s kind of sad to think there is probably high possibility that it won’t ever become canon even though it seems kind of obvious Aladdin has a crush on her (although others might think otherwise).

Keep reading

I BELIEVE IN YOU


(requested by   @toriar1019 )

word count : 3 884
summary :  Kai fights the siren’s mind control because of his feelings for Reader.
* gif by phantom-evil
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A week. That’s how long Y/N and her friends tried everything to open the Vault at the Armoury to get back Kai and Damon. None of them was prepared to find the Vault completely empty , none of them could figure out how they got out. Y/N had thought the anguish she had felt during that time was too much but what came next broke her completely. Three months went by before there was even a hint about what Damon and Kai might be up to. Things only got worse from there.
Being separated had always been hard , but this time it was different. Kai wasn’t on some trip for a few days somewhere. There wasn’t a way to find them with a locator spell or anything. It took Y/N and her friends month to track them down and eventually find them at an abandoned slaughter house after a victim was found.
Stefan and Y/N had gone there and had tried to get them back the same second they found them , but things hadn’t gone according to plan. Seeing Kai had been enough to put the pieces of her heart together again and shatter it completely right after specially after hearing Kai say ‘I don’t love you and I never have. Go before I rip your throat out.’ Those words echoed in her mind and they cut deeper than any knife ever could , even though she knew he hadn’t meant a syllable. Kai’s eyes had betrayed him , the way he had held onto her hand for a few seconds before pushing her away - he had done it on purpose to get her to leave. Y/N never gave up hope and seeing him only made her more determined to get him back , no matter what she had to do or who she’d have to go through to make it happen.

Kai couldnt believe what his life had been turned into the past few months. He had spent years trying to be better and learn to control his blood thirst after he turned , had a girl who loved him enough to risk her own life more than once just to save him and just when he was about to get everything he ever wanted he got himself into this mess. All of this had ruined helping people for him. Worst part of it all was that no matter how much he fought , there was no way out. Kai was stuck with Sybil and his least favourite person on this planet who had tried more than once to kill him. It had been months since Kai had been with Y/N and he had wanted to go back for her so many times but knew if Sybil found out about her , his girl would end up dead or worse. He couldnt let that happen.
    “What is he doing?” asked the siren.
Damon glanced at him. Kai was sitting not too far away from them with some paper in his hands , reading or more like pretending to read so he doesn’t have to think about the things he had done in order to keep Sybil distracted and keep his girl safe. Y/N – he suppressed a smile , just her name was enough to make him happy but he couldn’t let it show. He closed his eyes and he could see her smile , even hear her voice sometimes.
    “Catching up on current events.” said Kai indifferently. “The mysterious disappearances are drawing too much attention. Think you can cut back on red meat a bit ?”
Sybil rolled her eyes. “I spent a better part of a thousand years trapped in a Vault. So no , and who are you to tell me what to do ?”
Kai sighed. He was getting tired of being an evil minion , finding her ‘evil people’ to eat , not to mention how fighting the siren’s mind control was getting harder each day. However he was doing better than Damon , who was flying on full cruise control. His least favourite Salvatore didn’t even remember who Elena was now , thats how much Sybil had messed with his head. Kai would rather die than have his memories of Y/N twisted or replaced with new versions.
    “No one , apparently.” he said with a smirk. “I’m going out to grab a snack. Blood bags just dont do it for me as you well know.”
    “Fine , but dont go too far.” said the siren. “There is a housewife living in the house next door , bet she is delicious.”
    “Thanks for the offer, but I prefer my blood a little younger.” said Kai walking past them. “I’m going to look for a cheerleader at the high school or some confused teen at a bar. Oh or a sorority girl. Who knows what I’d find.”
After all those months they were finally close by Mystic Falls. About two weeks ago when he had briefly seen Y/N for the last time , it had been so hard fighting the urge to pull her into his arms , suffocate her with kisses and never let go of her again. The look in her eyes , how they had lit up when she saw him - it was all seared into his mind. In that moment he had felt happy again but then came the look of hurt when he had said all those horrible things to push her away for her own safety. Y/N was stubborn as hell , more determined than ever - it had been his only option to get her to go. Kai had never been more afraid of his feelings for the brave human girl than in this moment. Even after the merge with Luke , he hadnt been that shaken of everything he was feeling. Just the thought of her getting hurt in any way was enough to send him in a really dark place. There was no life for him without her and he was sure if she died , he’d die with her.
Sybil kept digging in his mind and he knew at some point she’d uncover Y/N’s existence. There was only one thing left he could do to protect her , as painful as it might be for the both of them. After all this mess was over he’d go and find her , move away with her, start a new. Kai walked into town , knowing her daily routine hoping nothing had changed and she’d still be going to work at the Grill. He stood a few hundred metres away waiting for her and just like always at the exact same time every Tuesday - there she was. More beautiful than ever with a look of determination on her face. A gust of wind blew out of nowhere (or more like Kai manipulated the weather) and she turned towards him. The look on her face changed between shock , surprise , caution , surprise and love – sticking to the last one. Her eyes widened and she ran towards him not even paying attention to traffic or cars or anything or anyone else in general.
    “Kai!” said Y/N running directly into his arms. “H-how are you here ? Why are you here?”
Kai pulled her towards him , tighter than ever and smiled at her. He could see in her eyes she knows something was wrong with him. Did he really look as broken on the outside as he felt on the inside? he wondered. His hands cupped her face and he kissed her gently for a few seconds. The young heretic couldn’t believe after everything he had said , Y/N had ran towards him like that instead of going the other way , how she hadn’t yelled at him or slapped him or anything.
    “I’m sorry Y/N … I should’ve never gone to that Vault.” said Kai softly, his voice filled with sadness and regret. “I am sorry for what I said to you a few days ago too. We had ears on us –”
    “I knew you didn’t mean it.” she smiled widely at him , not willing to let go off him or move more than half an inch away. “Whats going on Kai ?”
Y/N gazed into his eyes - he looked different - broken , crushed. The way he had pulled her towards him , as if letting go of her would mean his death both scared her and made her happy. Whatever was happening it was probably worse than she had thought.
    “I … I literally cannot say.” he sighed. Y/N looked at him with a puzzled expression.”No , I mean it – whenever I try to say out loud whats going on it comes out all giberish.”
    “Doesn’t matter , as long as you are here. Come on , lets go home —”
    “I cant.” said Kai. “I want to , more than anything but I — cant. You need to leave town. Now.“ he said with a serious look. “Go home , pack up your things and leave. It’s not safe for you here.”
    “Leave ?! No. Not without you.” protested Y/N.
    “I – the siren keeps digging inside my memories , trying to find what I am holding on to.” said Kai , cupping her face. “There is no way to stop her. Her neck gets snapped and she comes back to life 5 seconds later. If something happens to you -”
    “- I’ll die if something happens to you.” she said pressing her lips onto his. Kai pulled her towards him , kissing her as if its the last time he’d ever kiss her.
    “For once in your life, do as I say.” he demanded. “Don’t make me compell you to forget all about me.”
Y/N took a step away from him. Kai wouldn’t compell her , he wouldn’t go that far. Never. Though this desperate look in his eyes made her feel nervous. She understood he wanted to protect her , like always but he wouldn’t cross that line.
    “You wouldn’t…”
    “We both know I’ll do whatever it takes to protect you. Even if it means losing you.”
Tears had started gathering in her eyelids just thinking how just when she finally got him back , he wants her to go away.  No way. There was another way to get him to go with her , because there is no version of her life without him — and that way was walking towards them in that moment.
    “Okay – I’ll leave.” she sighed in defeat.
Kai looked at her with a mix of surprise and heartbreak in his eyes clearly not expecting her to give in that easily and dreading losing her again.
    “But you are coming with me.” she finished , seeing Stefan behind Kai , holding a vervain syringe. A few moments later Kai dropped unconscious. “Thanks for that Stef.”
    “Yeah. Don’t mention it.” replied the Salvatore, holding Kai’s body. “I suggest you two get out of town. Alaric is working on finding out what that instrument is and how it helps us kill the siren. As soon as we figure it out , our lives would go back to normal or as normal as they were before all this.”
    “What is normal anyways?” she wondered.
With Stefan’s help she got Kai onto the backseat of her car. Y/N put the keys in the ignition and drove off as fast as she could not giving a damn about the speeding limits or red lights or anything. Her eyes kept darting between the road and the review mirror , looking at Kai on the back seat. Everything was fine until they passed old Miller Road and he started to wake up screaming in pain , holding his head in his hands.
    “Y/N… stop the car.” he groaned rolling around the backseat.
    “No. We — we are leaving. There has to be a way to get you away from her and out of her control.”
    “I - I can’t l-leave.” he groaned and reached his hand stopping the car with magic.
Y/N hit the gas pedal again , tried the ignition but none of it worked - the car had stopped in the middle of the road. A groan of frustration left her lips. What had the siren did to him ? Kai got out of the car and started walking back into town. Quickly she unbuckled her seat belt and ran after him , catching up in a few metres. Seeing him in pain broke her heart , even more noticing the tears in his eyes. He kept rubbing his forehead , groaning in pain. Y/N placed her hands on his shoulders making him look at her.
    “Kai , whats happening ? Tell me.”
    “I am too far away from her. She is p-pulling me back.” said Kai taking another step towards town. “Get in the car and go before she finds you -”
    “You are stronger than this Kai. You can fight it –”
    “I’ve been fighting it for months now … ”
    “Don’t stop. I will help you. We’ll find a way to break the link , I promise.”
Kai laughed under his breath. “You can’t help me Y/N. I know you love me and want to help but - ”
    “Well , well , well…” said a young woman with short brown hair and brown eyes , standing a few steps away from them. “I was wondering how you keep resisting my control. Pity this girl didn’t listen when you told her to leave. Damon , if you may –”
Damon grabbed Y/N before Kai had had time time to react , holding her in a tight grip ready to snap her neck at a moments notice. Kai tried to get to her but the siren hummed some tune and he stopped in his tracks , visibly struggling to get to his girl.
    “Now , Kai.” said the siren taking a step towards the young heretic who was trying hard to fight her influence and move. “If you don’t want anything awful to befall your girlfriend –”
    “Fiance.” he corrected quietly.
    “– then you are going to do exactly as I say. Both you and Damon are quite resourceful when it comes to picking victims but I think you’ll be a lot more committed when there is nothing holding you back. So , I am giving you a choice.”
Y/N watched Kai stare at the ground , refusing to meet the siren’s eyes. His hands were shaking and she knew that look very well. Under any other circumstance at this point , whoever had gotten in his way would have had their throat ripped out or their head would’ve rolled on the ground. It was a look Y/N hadn’t seen in almost 4 years and made her blood freeze. Her fiance was angry , hurt and scared and whenever one of those emotions took over things always ended badly. Y/N didn’t care what would happen to her , but she worried about what the siren wants Kai to do.
    “What kind of a choice?” he asked.
    “Shut off your humanity and come with me or watch your fiance die.” said the siren , pausing for a moment. “You know what – maybe I will make it more interesting and make you kill her. Imagine this - having to live with the guilt of killing the one person who you love more than anything.”
    “Don’t — don’t do this to him.” pleaded Y/N , stepping on Damon’s foot with force in an attempt to get free. The vampire growled in her ear. “Let me go Damon or I swear … I’ll get to that coffin and burn Elena’s body myself.”
    “Elena ? Who’s – who’s Elena?” asked Damon.
Y/N gulped. If the siren could erase Elena’s existence from Damon’s mind then what could she have done to Kai ?
Sybil laughed. “I see why you love her. Maybe if she was a supernatural I would’ve taken her with us. ” she paused for a moment. “I still can , find a way to taint her soul and kill her , making sure she’ll end up in Hell.” she thought out loud with an amused look. “So , what’s it going to be - are you coming with me or does your pretty girl gets to die ?”
    “No.” said Kai.
    “It’s really not a choice , honey. Turn it off.
    “No.“ repeated Kai.
    “We’ll have to do this the hard way then.” sighed Sybil and grabbed his head , closing her eyes. Kai could feel her digging in his mind , trying to find something else against him. He tried hard not to think about any of the moments he and Y/N had shared so the siren can’t modify them like she did to Damon’s memories of Elena but seeing his girl struggle to get free from the vampire’s grasp pulled one of the memories to the surface of his mind.


     "Interesting.“ muttered the siren , slipping into one of his memories. "I have to say - that must be one of your best works. Taking your entire family down with you. It’s one of the reasons Cade wanted you. Now why is this memory so important to you—”
Kai stood by the entrance , watching himself walking through the wedding disaster struggling because of the werewolf bite. Bonnie showed up a few moments later but he wasn’t paying attention to that , the other him was dealing with that. He was watching out one of the windows , knowing any moment now he’d see Y/N heading towards the barn. Her dress was covered with blood and her hair was messier than ever. Bonnie flew across the room towards one of the walls and Damon showed up shortly after. Kai sat at the podium , playing with a rose in his hands while talking with the vampire. A few moments later Damon left and Kai saw himself looking around with confusion in his eyes. Then he heard it - the sound of one of Alaric’s compressed air weapons. He turned in the direction of the sound seeing Y/N and then Damon laying on the ground with a piece of wood plunged in his back.
    “What ? No 'thank you'for saving your life ?” she said blowing a strand of hair out of her face. Y/N reached for his hand , instead Kai pulled her into his arms for a few seconds. “Lets go before he wakes up.”
    “One moment … ” said Kai  , biting his wrist and rushing to Bonnie’s side. “Don’t you ever forget this Bon Bon.You didn’t really think I’d let you die did you ?”
Y/N grabbed his hand and both of them run out of the barn. Somehow she was running faster than him and he had a hard time catching up with her. A few moments later he stopped abruptly making her stop too.
     "Why would you save me ?“
    "Because — you are
not this monster. You are good and – I can’t let the person I love die. ”
    “What ?” he asked with a hint of surprise in his voice.
    “I love you Kai. You are my future and you can push me away all you want but even if you don’t let yourself see it or feel in general — ” she said softy , placing her palm on his cheek. “ — I know that you see the same. It’s in your eyes — ”
Kai pulled her into his embrace , holding her tighter than ever unable to believe that after all the things he had done , including a few hours ago there was someone still believing in him , carrying about him and loving him.
    “I love you too Y/N.” he said smiling resting his forehead on hers.

     "Ohhh , I see.“ said Sybil , twisting his memory and replacing Y/N’s face with hers.
Kai looked at her with a small smile on his face , tucking in a lock of hair behind her ear.  Sybil smiled at him innocently and leaned in to kiss him.
    "Nice try. You are
not her and I am not as weak as Damon.” said Kai , snapping her neck in a few moments later. 


Sybil opened her eyes , clenching her jaw. The siren hadn’t expected the young heretic to be that strong. Damon had resisted her but she had been stronger , this was new.
    “Well , that was unexpected. Shall we try this again ?”
    “You can try all you want Sybil.” said Kai with a smirk. “I’m not Damon and I am not the monster you want me to be. I’m not this person anymore.”
    “Ahh that’s right.” said the siren smiling wickedly. “Because you love this fragile human girl and your feelings for her are stronger than your blood lust. Shame , she would’ve looked beautiful in a wedding gown. Damon — how would you feel about a snack?”
Damon grinned , purple black veins flashing under his eyes and his fangs sank in Y/N’s neck. The girl screamed , dug her nails in Damon’s hands kicked and tried everything to get free but it was useless. Kai took a step towards them but Sybil hummed another tune forcing him to watch as the life drained from the girl he loved. The only person who ever gave him a real chance even before the merge was dying and he couldn’t even move his finger.
    “Let her go.” said Kai. “I’ll — I’ll do what you ask just let her go.”
    “Kai , don’t. You are stron-ger than you think. Fight – it.” said Y/N struggling to speak.
Kai looked into her eyes , her lips forming four words 'I believe in you’.  He struggled , feeling Sybil trying to sneak into his mind again and get him to let go , but it didn’t matter - all he could hear and see was Y/N. His eyes closed for a moment and he found the strength to flick his wrist snapping Damon’s neck , raising his other hand pulling out Sybil’s heart out of her chest with magic. The moment the siren dropped on the ground his mind cleared and he ran towards his girl , biting his wrist bringing it to her lips.
    “Don’t you dare die Y/N.” said Kai smiling nervously. “Not now …. not ever.”
Y/N wrapped her fingers around his wrist feeling his warm blood trickle down her throat. A sigh left Kai’s lips and he caressed her face , placing a soft kiss on her forehead. Her eyes opened and she pulled herself up unitl he wrapped his strong arms around her.
    “You did it.” she smiled widely at him.
    “Only because of you. ” he said softly. “Though that wont last for long unless your buddies figure out a way to hold her down. Until then –”
    “– get in the car with me and we drive as far and fast away as we can.” she finished with a hopeful expression on her face.
Kai smiled widely at her. “Pick a destination , sweetheart.”

MASTERLIST - SMUT
MASTERLIST - FLUFF

Part One

Originally posted by mvssmedia

Pairing : Kim Taehyung x Reader

Bestowal | V

Word Count : 8.9k

Genre : SugarDaddyAU!

Description : Kim Taehyung disrupts your day-to-day life to make a deal with you.


Crimson Cypher

That November’s night was one of the coldest of the year. When hasty strangers only wished to already be in their home’s warmth, one man chose that special night to go out. Comfortably sat in the back seat of his luxurious car, eyes glued to his device’s screen answering mails from work, ears filled with some jazz quietly playing from the car’s radio, wealthy business man Kim Tae Hyung picked that night to visit his close friend and more particularly his friend’s gentlemen club.

For exactly four months, Kim Nam Joon relentlessly asked his busy friend to come and enjoy some of his time in his high-standard club, proud of his hard work and efforts he put in that club, earning it a great reputation in the whole country. But for him, his success would be fulsome when his close friends would be part of his customer base and they included Tae Hyung. The latter always had resort to some excuses regarding his job, postponing Nam Joon’s offer but not for a very long time. Early this month, Tae Hyung was back in town after a long business trip, Nam Joon recalled the period he would be back and sent him a message.

Soon the engine turned off and the driver quickly opened his employer’s door, wishing him a good night. Tae Hyung tucked his phone in his long dark cashmere coat, tightening the collar around his neck to prevent the icy wind to cool his body. A long dark red carpet was stretched out under his feet up to the club’s entrance, Tae Hyung kept looking up until his eyes met the silver neon sign that read ‘Crimson Cypher’. A middle-aged doorman, warmly dressed, was holding the door the second the car pulled over and kept a frozen smile on until Tae Hyung past by him, not sparing the old man a glance, eager to leave the bitter wind.

Gradually, the lounge’s warm heat surrounded him and he felt more at ease, unbuttoning his coat to reveal a stylish Monaco single-breasted wool suit. He didn’t take the time to look around him and kept on walking straight forward when an arm from the darkness of the dimly lit entrance hall suddenly appeared, stopping him in his tracks. Tae Hyung chuckled and friendly cursed Nam Joon under his breath when the large man told him that no one was exempted from entrance fee.

When Tae Hyung finally stepped inside the club, two rather beautiful women stood in front of him, introducing themselves while he eyes kept scanning the inside of the great room in which already several male clients were present. Through the constant round trips of the very lightly dressed female workers, his gaze settled on the most remote and dark spot that he selected with a movement of his chin, one lady led his way to the table while the other disappeared behind red curtains.

Once sat in the smooth couch, its fabric deepening snugly under his weight and the hostess sent to bring him his chosen drink, Tae Hyung gazed at his surroundings. The place was very neatly designed, three colors majorly dominating the setting – black, red and light silver. The floor was made in very dark brown wood, making imperceptible the black tables’ legs solidly secured on it. The walls were covered with a smooth black fabric, giving a somewhat cozy vibe to the whole room. Some mirror were hung on them, others had short white neon flash lights. The roof was also black with two big holes round-shaped through which white light lit the entire room, the kind of light that made your eyes burn if you stared at them too long. The clients’ chairs were either in leather or in suede fabric and laid-out unevenly in the whole room so that the men could enjoy a pole dance show from wherever they chose to sit. Three steps surrounded the room making it possible to peek at a dancer from afar. None of the four pole bars were left vacant, each being lasciviously used by the club’s dancers along the sensual songs playing.

Tae Hyung took even more time to stare at them wether they were dancing, keeping company to clients as they sat on an extra-chair next to them or taking orders and serving them. All perfectly proportionate, fit and wearing jaw-dropping outfits which all seemed alike but had small differences from one girl to another. Tae Hyung noticed that they were all from different ethnicities as if Nam Joon wanted to give his clients a very wide choice when it came to their preferences. Even up to their hairstyles, each of them displaying a different one.

The previous girl came with his order and stood by his side asking about any other of his wishes. He sent her away, preferring watching for the moment. At some point, he found himself unable to keep his phone in his pants’ pocket any longer, not noticing the owner drawing near.

You’ve got to be kidding me, man!’ He said, walking on the steps that led to Tae Hyung’s table. The younger man raised his eyes to his interlocutor, smiling when he made eye contact and stood up to greet his friend. ’Not even my girls cankeep you from your damn phone? Why aren’t they any with you by theway? Let me-’

No, I’m fine. I told them not to bother themselves, don’t blame them.’ Tae Hyung said sitting down once Nam Joon did.

I mean, I’m the one who’s been keeping on telling you to come and seeing you not being entertained as I expected, it hurts my feelings.’ Nam Joon added, sipping on the drink he brought with him.

The two men kept on talking, the opportunity to make up for the lost time. After the end of college, they didn’t see each other as much as they could and wanted, especially Tae Hyung since his job often sent him abroad. Nam Joon updated him on what he lastly heard about the friends the two men had in common, his own life and how he made his club well-known, recounting every time a celebrity paid him a visit. Tae Hyung learned more about the club’s history and services.

So,’ Nam Joon leaned back in his chair, sipping his drink, ’none of these charming ladies are worth enough to keep company to Kim Tae Hyung?

Tae Hyung smirked, turning his head back in front of him to gaze at the girls still present, busy to answer the clients’ desires. ’You did a pretty good job finding them. They all seem exquisite.’ He leaned back as well.

Yet, none of them seem to your liking.’ trailed Nam Joon, gazing at his friend amused.

Tae Hyung kept looking at the people, that place had a peculiar atmosphere, exhilarating anyone that stepped inside and sure it made the Crimson Cypher’s lived up to its name. Tae Hyung reviewed for what seemed the fourth time Nam Joon’s employees and comforted himself with his initial thought. All of them appeared very lovely, each easily beating any mere girl hollow just by their look, let alone what they could pull off as their trump card.

All? Tae Hyung had the habit of making assumptions on others simply by their looks which exhausted his entourage and one could easily give him many examples on how such behavior quite often turned out as trivial. Nonetheless, he didn’t change his ways because most of the time his assumptions turned awfully often true and at that moment he seemed quite proud about his friend’s high standard club failing to meet his expectations. If only he didn’t think too fast.

Who is she?’ he suddenly asked, breaking the silence, straightening. Nam Joon followed his gaze, turning his head to look to his right, at the other side of the room. ’The one with the high ponytail… I didn’t see her earlier.’ he added not letting the female stranger out of his sight.

Nam Joon narrowed his eyes and smiled before he answered, ’My new recruit. We hired her three weeks ago.’ He turned his head back to his friend who kept an eagle eye on the girl. ‘Do you like her?

Tae Hyung remained silent, observing the young girl as she listened attentively to her older co-worker. The innocent look on her face and her pliable demeanor ignited a very warm spark inside of him, one he didn’t expected to feel so unexpectedly and so quickly by a mere glance from several feet away and in such a place. But what surprised him the most was that inner feeling, not wanting that spark to die out, no, he wanted it to alter in a great fire and at that moment he didn’t care less if it would consumed him entirely. That spark, and he felt it so clearly, didn’t feel like anything else he had encountered before. He had to get to know her, one way or the other.

She doesn’t perform?’ He asked, undaunted.

'All the club’s girls are very good at dancing, it’s part of their audition, beside from looking attractive. Then depending on their skills, job vacancies and their uptime, we suggest them different positions. Some girls accept being an hostess, a dancer, a barmaid, a waitress and even do some cleaning after hours, others can only keep up with one position. Regarding her, she only agreed on the hostess and waitress position. From what I’ve heard she is really good with her body but not confident enough to perform publicly.’

Tae Hyung listened attentively to his friend, still eyeing her and when the young girl disappeared in the back of the bar to replenish it with beverages, he turned his looked back at Nam Joon. 'Correct me if I’m wrong, you do take requests for private dances?’

We do… We have private booths for that.’ started Nam Joon as he unbuttoned his dark blue wool jacket, waiting for his friend to carry on.

Is it possible to book for one?

Sure. How many girls would you lik-’ started Nam Joon, leaning over the table, delighted to see Tae Hyung willing to enjoy his club’s services.

Only one.

Okay… with whom?’

That girl, you told me about. I want her.

Tae, man, I told you she’s not really confident with herself and our customs forbid us to force the girls to do things they’re not comfortable with. Why don’t you chose other girls, more experimented. I can guarantee you you won’t regret it and they’ll please your every wishes. I even have a book with all their pictures if you want to have a closer look, I grant you with the club being a little dark and all-’ Nam Joon shifted in his seat, moving quickly his hand on the table as he talked to Tae Hyung, showing him how his proposal was a better option but once Nam Joon locked eyes with Tae Hyung, he knew the younger man had already made his choice.

I’ll pay you whatever amount of money you want me to.’ stated Tae Hyung deadpan while Nam Joon seemed doubtful.

And you can also tell her that she’ll have nothing to be scared or to be ashamed of.

I don’t know. I hate having to tell those things to anyone.’ Nam Joon passed one hand in his hair, scratching the back of his head and sighed. The warm and firm grip of Tae Hyung on his other hand still on the table took him off-guard, his eyes indirectly pleading him. Nam Joon frowned a second and finished his drink. ’I’ll talk to her.’ Tae Hyung dropped his hand and sighed, heartened. ’But I’m not promising anything.’

'At least, promise me you’ll do your best.’

Nam Joon nodded when a voice in the opposite side of the room called for him.

I have to go. I’ll text you if I get a positive answer from her. It was nice talking to you, Tae. Enjoy the rest of your night. Bye.’

Tae Hyung nodded and watched his friend moving away to join a group of men who welcomed him with loud cheers and opened arms. His gaze looses itself and soon found himself actively looking for the same girl again. As if on cue, she appeared in the spot he was staring at, a tray in her hand as she swiftly circumvented the different people in her way to her clients with a polite smile on her lips. For an unknown amount of time, Tae Hyung eyed her, his thoughts wandering very far away, turning his surroundings blurry. 

And like that, he started wondering what her voice could sound like, how her hair could feel between his slender fingers, if her skin was as soft as it seemed to him from what he could make out, what did she look like with less clothes on… or any at all, how her body was curved and what fragrance she wore. Did a man or woman already laid their hands on her, where did she like to be kissed, did she touch herself often, did she like her breasts to be kneaded, what her moans sounded like, no, what her moaning his name could sound like. What did she look like right on the edge of her apex, completely writhed under him. How could it feel like, her clenching hard around him, choking on her words with his hand wrapped around her delicate neck. What did she taste like and felt like around him… How thrilling would it be to watch his seeds sp-

The sudden cheers of the clients when two waitresses came with a very big pastry cake on trailer, everyone’s voices in unison, singing the birthday song to the person concerned brought Tae Hyung back to reality, blinking several times as he gained consciousness quickly. Then, he felt it. He looked down and saw his growing bulge poking through his pants, forming a small tent. Gradually feeling strained in his pants, he grudgingly decided to leave the place, taking his coat over his arm to place it in front of him, hiding his condition.

As he stood up still, putting his phone back in his pocket, he looked at the small gathering that some of the club’s workers formed around the clients’ table decorated with the birthday cake and at the same time took the advantage of his new field of view to find the reason of his situation.

He spotted her, not so far from the birthday table, singing and smiling as she clapped her hands to congratulate the hero of the night. Tae Hyung smiled to himself at her cuteness and sought consolation when he noticed how close she was to the way that lead to the exit, thinking he could easily brush her without it being suspicious.

He walked with large steps, nodding at Nam Joon on his way and countering people with their drinks up still cheering very loudly. His gaze never left her as he was getting closer and closer to her. When the steps to the exit appeared to him, he was able to have a good look at her figure as no one stood next to her. And God, it did nothing to better his situation, the short tight skirt she wore outlined perfectly her rounded backside, almost urging him to dry hump himself against her.

Side-to-side walking, the distance between her and him shortened and soon she was right in front of him, only mere inches between them and Tae Hyung bothered to uncover his front when he was right behind her, feeling no shame at all when he decided ever so slightly to brush his erected shaft against her, too lightly for her to notice the sudden movement from the man but hard enough for him to twitch in his soaked pants beside being able to take whiff at her delicious scent. Drawing on his strength not to take her right there and then.


You wanted to see me, Nam Joon?’ You asked, peeking inside your boss’s office.

Yeah y/n, come in.’ Nam Joon was sat behind his desk, organizing some files which he put in a drawer when you came in and sat on one of the two chairs in front the wooden furniture. You internally wondered the reason of him calling on you, reviewing in your head the past days and wether or not you did any mistake, at the same time trying to read your employer’s face as he finally finished his rummaging and intertwined his fingers on his desk, a warm smile on his face. You smiled back at him waiting politely for him to talk first.

How is your work going?

Pretty good. I try my best and always make sure to be as engaged as possible not to fail your club’s name.

Yeah and I’m very glad of it and proud of you. I know you had a short amount of time to adapt yourself quickly.’ You slightly shook your head and remained silent, still smiling. ’My manager told me about your audition and the skills you showed her… Have you everconsidered performing as a dancer, y/n?

You opened your mouth, feeling the heat creeping up to your cheeks, flustered by the question and mostly by the deceiving answer you would come up with. You breathed deeply to let your brain form a coherent sentence. ’I’m sorry to say it but I already told her about me not being confident enough to perform in public.’

He observed you silently and closed his eyes as if he already knew your reply and slowly nodded. 'Haven’t you ever thought about doing it, though?

You slowly shook your head, you always admired the other girls when they danced on the mini-stages of the club, one more beautiful than the other. 'I don’t think I’ll ever reach their level. They’re so much more talented than me.’

But I also heard that you took some dance lessons. Was that true or a lie to get into the club?’ At that moment, you felt like exploding from embarrassment, you didn’t lie yet your body language showed otherwise. 'I’m only messing with you, y/n! I know you didn’t lie and you even proved it when you danced for your audition so what keeps you from doing it for real?’

I think… shyness and lack of confidence. I don’t think your clients would pay to see some clumsy girl barely able to move somewhat seductively without stumbling on herself.’

'I think that the problem is you lacking practice. If you allow yourself a first try, the other ones will seem like child game. What do you think?’

You licked your lips, unable to find an issue. Why was he suddenly asking you to do something you weren’t yet comfortable with when other girls told you that Nam Joon generally settled himself with his girls’ first choices. 'If you want me to do it, I think I might find the courage.’

He smiled and leaned back in his chair, slowly rocking himself. 'y/n, here, when the girls dance they don’t do it because I want it, they do it for themselves, because it’s there way of expressing themselves, their way to show their love for dancing. If you ever dance, I want you to do it for you. What did you took those dance lessons for?’

’…Because my mother wanted me to do something aside school.’

'In the first place.’

'I did it because I liked that form of expression and probably the idea of loosing myself, utterly.’ Nam Joon kept staring at you. 'and it was the way I wanted to do it, by moving my body to a song.’

'Yes, because it resonated in each and every cells of your body. That’s what probably made you feel the more alive.’ You looked down, sweeping your sweaty hands on your legs.

'But I never did in front of so many people at the first go. I might just lose it.’ You protested looking at him right in the eye and the fist he brought to his mouth in a thinking manner made you think you probably got onto his nerve. You looked down once again, not sure about what to expect him to say back to you. Maybe was he seconds away from firing you for not being daring enough, maybe he had decided to sort through his workers , keeping essentially those who could perform or if you were lucky enough just let you to go back to your duties. But some part of you made you feel like you were somehow doing the right thing – warning him about your lack of skills in dance and showing him at the same time that you had no intention of ruining the Crimson Cypher’s reputation.

'What would say if you danced just for one client?’

His question took you off guard. One client? What did he mean? You and several other girls dancing for one man or just you and that same client alone in one of the booths meant for the private dances. You never did it before and never attended one but you knew that any requests involving those booths meant a certain amount of money and a sizeable one. But what could better ? or rather what could be the least toilsome?

Dancing in front of a bunch of strangers with in sight the other girls moving their body more skillfully than you and reminding you the noticeable difference between you and them and all those people as witnesses; never mind the  oh-so subtle co-workers whispering between them taunting, the look in their eyes filled with pity and scoffs or to get stuck with a stranger that could take the risk of loosing his money in your lame attempts at being seductive but with no one else around, the worse he would do could be to write a bad review on the club’s website and others apps listing it but that also made you wince, you didn’t wanted to be pointed at as that disappointing 'dancer’ when the other girls tried their best to maintain the Crimson Club’s renown. But presented as such you would rather choose the second option and suffer the assumptions of others rather than feeling publicly ashamed and if Nam Joon kept on insisting, you could blame him later on.

'y/n?’ You blinked your eyes, snapping out of your thoughts. Nam Joon had stood up from his chair and was half sat on his desk in the space between you and it. 'What do you say?’

It seems to me more achievable even though I never did it before. Actually, I don’t really know about what I’m expected to do? Is it the same kind of dance that is displayed in the common room.’

'Don’t worry about it. I will personally ask Pamela to guide you, she’s the one with the greater number of private performances.’ Nam Joon made a pause. 'I see something’s still on your mind.’

'No- Uhm…It’s just…Why me?’ You asked in a small voice, looking clueless.

'You were personally chosen,’ Nam Joon folded his arms on his chest, smiling to you warmly,'You might have more fans than you think.

'Does he, at least, know that I’m still a novice to the field?’

'Yeah. Don’t take it wrong but I actually advised him to choose someone else.’ You shook your head, totally understanding. 'But it seemed that his mind was already settled.’

He didn’t say anything else?’

'No, not that I recall.’ He paused ’Apart from being ready to pay a lot more than required and not minding you not being very experienced… No, nothing else.’ He noticed the fear settling on your face. 'Don’t worry too much, you’ll have all the time you need to get ready and only performed once you feel as such. I made it clear to him.’  

You nodded in agreement and tried, 'Do you happen to know him?’

'You know that it’s not in the Club’s custody to reveal our clients identity but if you keep it to yourself… he’s actually a close friend of mine.’ He paused. 'So what do you say? Are you good with it?’

'I’ll have the time that I need, right?’ he nodded. 'And he doesn’t mind not having the best show of his life despite the money he’s willing to put in it?’ He nodded a second time, smiling. You breathed in deeply and internally screamed to yourself that you hoped you didn’t make a mistake when you answered the words, 'Let’s do this.’

Nam Joon sighed relived, thinking about eventually being able to give a final answer to Tae Hyung’s endless daily messages. You stood up feeling a bit weak after how things turned out and slowly walked back to the door.

'I’ll talk to Pamela and she’ll contact you so that you’ll agree on practice days that’ll suit you best.’ You nodded faintly.

You didn’t really like the way you felt at that moment, the kind of feeling that you get for example when the teacher choose you out of the blue to answer a lesson’s question you didn’t paid attention to, in front of the whole class or the one you get when you have to orally introduce yourself because you’re the new person in the group. You wanly opened the door and stepped outside.

'And y/n! Don’t put too much pressure on you. It’s no big deal, trust me.’

You smiled feebly and closed the door, leaning against it to hold your body up, your legs threatening to give in at any moment.

On the other side of the door, Nam Joon grabbed his phone from the other side of the desk and quickly thumbed a message to his friend, shaking his head as he did so – Nam Joon [08:18 PM] She said yes.


You adjusted the thin straps of your black lace bra along with your brazilian panties under the see through black dress and checking for the umpteenth time that everything was were it was supposed to be.

'How many times do you intend on doing that?’ asked Mallory behind you, staring back through the full length mirror you didn’t leave for the past fifteen minutes. She was part of the dancers with the biggest client base and kindly agreed to help you getting ready for your session in the small room that connected every VIP rooms in which the performers would come from and retreat at the end. She put on your make up and did your hair that went along with your outfit and that matched you the most.

At that moment, all you thought about was how much you wished to return as soon as possible in that same room. Two velvet curtains separated you from where your performance would take place and you didn’t want to face them yet.

Mallory sat up from a chair in the corner and stood next to you, her heady scent surrounding you.'You look stunning and gorgeous. Stop worrying too much. I bet you in a few hours, you’ll come telling me how much you’ll want to do it again.’

'What if I don’t like it?’

'You should be positive if you want it to be easier to you,’ her eyes lingered on your body through the mirror for a moment, 'Nam Joon really pampered you. I never had the chance to wear an outfit so luxurious.’

'I told him it was too much. He gave it to me as a gift for my first time.’

'I bet that client will really struggle to keep his hands to himself.’

'Do you know him?’

'Pamela told me, after few bats of eyelashes, the boss let her know that he close to him and is very wealthy,’ she wiggled her eyebrows making you smile in embarrassment. ‘I mean she got to know what was expecting you.’ You breathed in sharply and decided that you had enough of looking at yourself, turning around to face these fearsome curtains. Mallory followed you and brought her hands to your shoulders. 'Once you get there, take it easy. Remember Pamela’s words, what she taught you and above all, have fun. You should feel desirable, powerful and in control. Don’t let him dis-’.

A knock on the door interrupted her and she went to open the door. Nam Joon entered. You gave him a quick smile and turned your head back to the curtains, shifting your weight on top of your black ankle strap heels. You could feel his stare on you as he bypassed you.

'You look exquisite, y/n. He won’t get over you for sure… He’s just arrived’ You felt him getting closer.

'What did he ask for?’ inquired Mallory, leaning against one of the dark walls in the room.

'He paid for one,’ he answered drawing another sigh from you, 'He told me that you didn’t have to dance the whole hour …’ You closed your eyes, not knowing whether it was better for that client to know you were a complete amateur or not. Nam Joon made you face him, lifting your head, a finger under your chin, a comforting look in his eyes. 'It’ll be all right. Trust me, he’s no big deal.’ You forced a smile to him. 'We can’t make him wait any longer. Come on Mallory.’ He left your side, taking away his warmth with him and motioned your co-worker towards the exit. She flashed you a supportive smile and her lifted her thumbs up as she stepped outside, followed by a winking Nam Joon before the door closed.

You were only surrounded by deafening silence and the loud thumping of your heart that threatened to rip off of your chest. You wanted to join the other girls and spend the night like you usually did the three last weeks but there you had to be, behind these thick curtains, trying to get rid of any negative thoughts wandering in your mind. You thought about all the dance sessions Pamela delivered you, her advices on what to do and not to do, what the clients was allowed to do or not, reminding yourself that you were in charge and you were the one to set limits, mentally reviewing your routine.

The muffled voices behind the thick fabric startled you a bit and you focused on trying to make out what was being said. You guessed the waitress had come in to plate the drinks, your client had ordered and then your heard the door being closed in a muffled -thump-.

'Ok… You can do it,’ deep breath, 'It’s no big deal. You can do it,’ another deep breath.

The music and the male singer’s melodious voice melting together reverberated inside the VIP room behind the curtains you had a firm grip on and you already started to feel dizzy. The first lyrics were heard and you slowly started to push the curtains to the sides, progressively revealing your body but you still didn’t dare to meet your client’s gaze, keeping your head down. Then you smoothly went up the steps leading to the pole bar on which the man could have a great view of your figure moving in sync with the rhythm.

You raised your head at one go, sending your silky hair flying behind you while you softly grab the bar. You quickly took in the interior and gladly discovered that the room was very dimly lit, thwarting direct visual contact between you and your client. Light round patterns moved circularly, illuminating only small spots at a time and giving the room a sensual and private vibe that matched perfectly the carnal song.

You do all the steps you learned by heart, one after another, slowly loosing yourself to the beat pervading the air, starting to get your marks and Tae Hyung could feel it. By the way your features displayed the thrilling emotion wandering through your body, your limbs moving less stiffly and enjoying how you nimbly made the pole bar an extension of your body.

Taking small sips from the champagne flute, the liquid drenching the dryness in his throat you caused the second you came into his sight, he never looked away and blinked as little as possible. In some ways, he was as nervous as you, to get to see you for the second time, with so little distance and with no one else around. That edgy feeling was nearer excitement - seeing you so close, so thinly dressed, moving your body so lustfully just for his own pleasure, granting him some shy looks and oh-those eyes of yours, it was beyond his limits.

Throughout your performance, he could only settle for those champagne sips and planting his small nails in the velvet master chair he was sitting in. He couldn’t do any more, not without you clearly stating otherwise. You and only you had the final word in that room and he wasn’t used to that, not able to be in control. He wasn’t annoyed, he knew what the rules consisted in private booths but he felt very frustrated, even more when he caught your stealthy looks, subtly seeking his approval while you progressed through your routine.          

When the first song’s last beats died down, you got on the stage’s floor, definitely more at ease than when you started and ready to start your second choreography. It wasn’t really large and was in a round shape made in a mirror-like material. On your knees, backside resting on top of your heels, you slowly recovered from the hard and tiring figures you did previously and resumed on dancing, showing off new movements.

In this subdued position, you knew if you looked at your client you could easily meet his eyes and that frightened you a little, almost making you slip out. You meekly shook your head, bringing your focus back on your actions and trying to forget that the current moves you were performing, your body was more exposed to the stranger. When the refrain’s first lines were heard, you sat back on heels, throwing your head back against the pole bar. You mid-closed eyes could now clearly see him in the darkness, right in front of you, few feet away, a glass in his hand and a blank look on his face. His dark bangs hid his eyes not to your dissatisfaction.

You gradually mimicked his posture, slowly parting your knees as you wind your hands alongside your ribs, ligthly pulling up the babydoll’s parted sides, allowing your spectator to make out more distinctly your bra, and faintly pressed your breasts. You felt your cheeks flush, facing him doing these moves and the thought of him staring at your inner thighs didn’t improve much to your embarrassment.

You proceeded with the rest of the routine, ending on a split right on time with the last second of the song. The room felt dead-silent for what felt to you like hours when a light shift from his side of the room broke the stillness. Then, two distinct claps rang to your ears as you stood up and came to front of the mini-stage, heavily panting. You slowly crouched and sat down letting your legs swinging against the cold platform to the stage, catching your breath. You tucked your hair behind your ears and stood up, joining your hands politely.

D-do you wish another dance, sir?’ you questioned, gathering enough courage to look at him through his bangs which slightly parted, letting out a narrow eye. He couldn’t see your eyes clearly as they were shadowed. You watched him standing up, with his glass still full of champagne, and he calmly walked until the soft fabric of his pin-dot print wool trousers brushed your kneels. You diverted your gaze from his eyes as the space between the two of became narrower and narrower, leading you to stumble back on the stage. You sat on it when the back of your knees bent at its contact. You face leveling his crotch, you quickly averted your eyes elsewhere, anywhere, when you felt the faint touch of his hand on the back of your head.

He couldn’t touch you unless you told him so and you slowly raised your head to remind him of it but you were a bit taken aback when the tip of his class touch your lips.

You must be thirsty.’ he coaxed, looking down at you.

You looked at the liquid about to be spilled on you when you wanted to stop him, 'But-’

Drink.’ He sternly said, almost sounding as an order and that time, you meekly obeyed him as lifted the glass, pouring the drink in your mouth, his other hand still resting on your hair. You almost swore hearing him mutter the words, 'Good girl,’ as he slowly patted you.

When he withdrew the glass, almost emptied, he brought his hand from your hair to your jaw then under your chin, tilting your head further backward and gently rubbed the surplus of champagne on your lower lip. You couldn’t look anywhere but at his face, motionless, not knowing how to react to his actions. He tilted his face to the side, part of his hair hanging in the air, making it possible for your to take a closer look at your intriguing client.

His skin seemed really soft and well taken care of, he slowly released the side of his lower lip one caught between his teeth, light glossing the plump rosy flesh when he licked it, a small freckle adorn the tip of his bulb nose and his mid-closed eyes hid coffee-brown eyes. You also noticed how good he smelled extremely good, almost intoxicatingly good, the kind of scent once you smell a bit of it, you only asked for more, never having enough of it. Those aspects were probably the reasons you weren’t warding him off. You felt enchanted by such human that you questioned his actual existence, had all of it really happened or were you still fantasizing how you wished you private session would turn out – idealizing your client, being that young handsome man who seemed to eye intently.

You were so deep in your thoughts, wishing that weird state of mind to never leave you because that moment felt surprisingly good to you, his warm hand on your face and you looking at him like he was some king of God, that you nearly missed his next words, snapping you out of your temporary trance.

You did very well earlier.’ He whispered, eyes lingering on your wet lips.

You blinked several times, his hand stilled on your face and you waited for his next action, afraid to make a move that would make him move away from you. He inhaled sharply and you could sense some regret when he eventually withdrew his fingertips from your flushed skin. He walked backwards, never shifting his enigmatic gaze from you. For some reason, you body ached him being away, his warmth leaving with him and you too never faltered your eyes away from him, as hypnotized. He sat on the same chair than previously and drank from his glass on the spot your red lipstick stained. Then, you very slightly shook your head, realizing you had a job to accomplish and slowly stood up, hesitantly walking towards him, having no idea about what you intended to do.

And as predicted, there you stood awkwardly in the space between his parted legs. You licked and bit your lower lip, thinking, nervously searching in your mind about any other moves you learned a few days ago.

Staring back at you, Tae Hyung kicked his head back against the chair and smiled, 'Why don’t you take a sit?’

You looked at him, still wondering about what could please him but when you eyes landed on him, the small tilt of his head towards the back of the room, interrupted your struggling and you obediently walked towards one of the other velvet chairs present in the room.

You lifted one of them and walked back to the man who motioned you to settle the chair in front of him. You walked around it and slowly sank onto it, hands neatly joined on your closed thighs. Tae Hyung’s hands suddenly reached for your chair’s arm, dragging it closer to him your knees almost touching as a small gasp left you. He rested his elbows on his knees and kept his gaze on the floor, 'You can take these off, if you want, They must pain you.’

You kept staring back at him not daring to make a move, him being this close was causing your heart to stammer in your chest and you waited for him to lean back before you leant forward to untie your high heels as he suggested. Your rush almost ended with you slamming your forehead against his chair in the space between his thighs. You removed the black leather material off of your reddened skin. You didn’t feel how much the shoes hurt until you could freely move the muscles. You bit your lips to prevent moaning out loud from relief.

But Tae Hyung most certainly heard the muffled sound, supporting a smug face as he watched you taking the second shoe, your head in-between his legs. If you only moved up a bit-

You sat up, your eyes closed, still taking in how good it felt to you to get rid of these horrible heels. When you opened your eyes, a slight flush tinted your cheeks as you saw Tae Hyung shining eyes staring back at you. You lowered your head shyly, smiling flustered.

He nudged his left leg between yours and patted his thigh, 'There, let me sooth them.’ You looked up at him, confused and parted your lips. 'I mean… Only if you want me to.’ He carried on, smiling innocently.

'Is that what you want?’ You heard yourself asking him.

Tae Hyung kept looking at you, you had no idea of what he actually wanted from you, unaware of how with great self-control he was restraining himself to take you as a whole. The innocent look in your eyes was really messing up with him, 'You’re the one in charge in here, love,’ He started slowly, 'I won’t do anything you don’t want to.’

He was right and because of your will of wanting to please him in anyway possible and also to prevent him to complaining to your boss later on you forgot you were the one to put boundaries. Then you thought about him massaging your feet wouldn’t hurt anyone. You slowly nodded, showing him you accepted his offer.

He removed his hand from his leg as you carefully lifted yours, making sure not to make any brusque movement and glad you were actually of use, doing something he wanted. You made sure not to put your whole weigh on him, 'Relax, I’m not going to eat you.’ He bitterly replied and put his warm hand on your skin pushing down firmly your limb. The first thing that came into your mind was how smooth and gentle his hand was, you noticed how firm his thigh was under the thin material of his dark suit, making you think that he certainly worked out regularly.

Tae Hyung felt very good, touching your skin and it was just as soft as he imagined it to be. He slowly ran his long fingers from your leg to your ankle, applying different amount of pressure,’ My name’s Tae Hyung?' Your eyes were solely focused on your feet in his hands, knowing how you would furiously blush if you made eye contact in that situation.'Can I know yours?’

'Y-Y/N’ you answered in a very small voice. His hands were now focused on your sole and toes, giving each the same amount of attention. You tried to take deep breath and gain a normal rate. You sensed that he was attempting to make things more comfortable and decided to follow along. You gradually raised your eyes from his abdomen to his chest to his neck and eventually his hair-covered eyes and you noticed a small smile on his lips. You cleared your throat, 'How old are you?’

'How old do I look like?’ His question forced to linger your eyes on him, to his delight, and you carefully studied his features.

'Twenty-five?’ You guessed.

'Twenty-seven,’ He replied instantly and made a pause before he stated 'I give you… 22?’

'Twenty-three.’ You corrected, smiling, much more comfortable than before.

'Is it better?’ He inquired, sneaking his hand to your calf. You nodded, your feet felt less sore. A silence settled and your brain actively searched for something else to say.

'Do you like yourself in here?’ dared Tae Hyung, you could hear a bit of hesitation in his voice. His question was so unexpected and you wondered what he meant by it. He too acknowledged that his interrogation was a bit out of the blue and silently prayed that you didn’t find too awkward.

You frowned and lightly nodded, 'Uhm- Yeah… I guess… People are nice, Nam Joon is nice.’

'Thank you… by the way?’ Tae Hyung blurted.

'For what?’

'Making an effort, stepping out of your comfort zone… Nam Joon told me you never did that before, it wasn’t your field.’

'Yeah, well…,’ You smiled and looked around, recalling the discussion you had with your boss, gathering your hair on one shoulder, 'He managed to persuade me. These are the most expensive services the club has to offer and I felt like he didn’t want to miss an opportunity in earning… more money,I guess… I mean, I wouldn’t either.’ You chuckled lightly.

Tae Hyung looked at you fondly, admiring the way signs of comfort graced your features, 'I’m really glad you accepted to give it a try.’

You looked back at him and you both shared a smile. You gave him your other leg when he motioned towards it.

'So this club is all you got, right? I mean as a job.’

'Yes.’

'You’re not in college?’

You hesitated a moment- where was this going? Why would he want to know more about you? And you weren’t the type to lay yourself open anyway. Was is it safe to reveal personal information in that kind of place. But… it’s not like you were going to see each other again either. And then you felt it, a pang in your heart when you thought that it might be your last moments with Tae Hyung. Why did you feel like that? And for him? Some part in you never wanted to be apart from him again after the second he touched you and it scared you a little.- that eerie feeling coming out of nowhere because of a complete stranger.

I’m sorry, you must find me creepy.’ He trailed off looking down at your foot on his leg.

’… I dropped.’

He raised his head, faithless, ’…Why?… If I may ask.’

'It’s okay… I was so bored to be in school, everyday being the same day.’ You started playing with the dark ribbons of your dress, 'I also started to run out of money and that led me to look for a job. I did several small jobs before some girl approached me and said that they were currently looking for hostesses in a nightclub and I gave it a try. As time went on, I never really thought about returning to college.’

'You live alone? No family?… Boyfriend?’ Inquired Tae Hyung.

You shook your head and waited a moment, 'What do you do for a living? Seems like money isn’t a problem for you. My boss told me you were ready to pay any price to have some time with me.’

'No, you’re right. Money is far from being a problem for me. Right after graduating, my friend and I agreed to collaborate in the development of our own business, it wasn’t easy in the beginning but we wanted to be our own bosses and after several months of hard work, success never left our cards.’

You smiled and only then you became aware of your playlist still going on in the background, setting a comfortable atmosphere in the room. You dared to look at Tae Hyung who was staring down into space, deep in thought. You wondered if him zoning out was related to his sudden questions.

'What is it?’ You asked, slowly moving your feet, his fingers absentmindedly stroking you. He looked at you surprised for a second and immediately regained his blank expression from earlier. 'I can see something’s on your mind…’

He bit his lip and let go of your feet and you placed it back down on the ground. 'Can I ask you something… That you might find it …peculiar.' You watched him patiently. 'What would say if I offered you a deal ?’ He hesitated, watching carefully your face.

You frowned a bit and smiled internally at how bad he was with formulating questions. 'What do you mean? What kind of deal?’

'One that would involve you not working anymore.’

'Okay… This is weird. Care to elaborate?’ You countered, crossing your legs together.

'Let’s say, I just want to take care of someone, to look after them but with no strings attached. No accountability. My busy life keeps me from meeting people and to have 'normal’ relationships… To be honest with you, i’m not currently interested in having one. When I do meet someone they wish for a life than I can’t give them… at the moment, I mean. I just want to enjoy life with someone who’s on the same page.’

'So… you want someone to live with you without one being devoted to the other?’  

'Yes, basically. Without the basic drawbacks of a standard couple relation.’

'And what makes you think I am that “someone”?’

'Nothing. I’m just asking you… But if you come to agree, it would be under certain circumstances.’

You internally laughed at his request but still wanted to hear more about it, 'Which are…’

'You won’t be allowed to take any illegal substances, no smoking, no drugs, although drinking is allowed to a certain extent. You’ll have to take care of your health. But most importantly, if you ever give your consent… I want you to reconsider college.’

You frowned, 'Why?’

'For your own good, For your future. Even though I am able to provide you with anything, I think you really should graduate and do something you like aside living with someone else only for money.’

'So you offer me to live with you, to be at your expense as long as I complete my studies?’ You drew your eyebrows together. 'You said you want no strings attached…’ Tae Hyung nodded, gazing at you patiently, 'You imply that we’d have sexual intercourse?’  

'I know you’re not stupid. Because I asked Nam Joon to persuade you to grant me an hour with you, you could’ve guessed that you meet my physical criteria but I don’t know, I feel like it could also work out emotionally… I mean, we could start by getting acquainted first, then and only if you desire it, we could share intimate moments. With still no accountability, nevertheless I can vow you that you’ll be the only woman I’ll sleep with and I expect you to do the same. You can see whoever you want, we’ll only be faithful to each other… “sexwise”, if I may say.’

'I can make whatever request I wish? Do whatever I want as long as no feelings are involved and that I don’t sleep around?’

'Anything you want. Plus the above I mentioned .’ He slightly leaned forward 'What do you say?’

You pondered silently, looking clueless.

'Take the time you need. I don’t want to rush you but keep in mind that I’m an honest man. No catch. And it can stop whenever you want.’

A sudden knock on the door interrupted him, startling you. Tae Hyung was still staring at you to read any sign regarding your final decision but you showed none, devoting your attention to Mallory who peeked her head inside. She smiled at you and averted her gaze on him.

'Sir, your time’s up. Would you like to extend it by one more hour?’

You stare at your hands on your thighs, thinking about Tae Hyung’s words.

'I think we’re good.’ He eventually said, eyeing you intently. You stood up and pushed your chair backwards to make some space between the two of you.

'The boss is waiting for you in the main room, Sir.’ She added and left, the door shutting gently after her quick appearance.

Tae Hyung stood up and walked to you until very few inches parted his chest from your lightly covered breasts.

'Please, consider what I said to you.’ His breath fanned your face, his eyes going back and forth between your eyes and lips.

'I will.’ You breathed out, gazing at his mouth. He smiled faintly and walked away to the door.

'I’ll be waiting.’

Nadeshiko Glass Cannon : Story of Hirate Yurina (平手友梨奈)

Today marks the day of Keyakizaka major debut. 6 April 2016, 20 girls were introduced to the press to become Nogizaka sister group. What kind of music they would produce, what kind of appeal they would develop to grow a fanbase, all was unknown. Among those girls stood a rather young and plain one, wearing a mushroom haircut. With a calm and poised speech, she declared her will to do her best on behalf of the group. Little did we know that she would become the unmovable center of Keyakizaka. The further we dove into her world, the more questions roses. Just who is Hirate Yurina? But this is precisely her appeal : this mysterious side of her. Fans wants to know more about her, and for each layer of her personality lifted, the more fascinating she become.

“Techi” comes from her name “hirate” (平手)and friendly suffixe “chan”. To make it more original, “Hirate-chan” became “Hiratechi” then “Techi”. Credit to  @yurina46tento.

Prior to their first release, Silent Majority, there was roughly 2-3 months of introduction during “Keyakitte, Kakenai?” their regular variety show. Hirate isn’t the extrovert kind of girl, and started the series as very quiet and humble. This shyness is quite understandable after all, this is the first time most of the girls step into the idol world. You could catch sparkles of excitement from her when MC (Tsuchida & Sawabe) talked about japanese comedians (she’s fond of them), but overall she was just waiting for the two host to ask her questions and react from it. It can be seen as passive. Furthermore, her lack of reactivity encouraged Tsuchida to tease her in some extent. It is true that, at the beginning, Yurina was intimidated.

A girl whose hobby is to listen to music, who practice basketball as main club activity, and dislike haunted house. Techi’s profile is not what you could call uncommon. To be honest, with girls with unexpected skills like Horsemanship or past modeling work, Yurina comes pretty average. But is it really a rebuke? To be reserved makes the girls look cute and innocent (and thus explain why people want to tease them). Granted, she is not creating opportunities of wide laughter in the studio like Oda Nana or Ozeki Rika, but many times her airheadness brought comical situation and liven up the mood. For example, when doing the monomane of GO!Minagawa (a comedian) she was the only one who accompanied the move with his “sound” signature, making her embarassed.

The innocence of a 14 years old, makes her lovely. It could be just that, but fate was preparing a different path for her. TAKAHIRO-sensei, the main choregrapher of the group, had authority of the first senbatsu choice as he was in charge of Silent Majority dance. And while Techi ability to dance and facial expression weren’t outstanding, he felt Yurina’s strong feeling toward her dear Keyakizaka, and his intuition lead him to chose her as Keyakizaka first center. From there, early fans witnessed a change. The change.

“At crossroads brimming with people, where will you go? (Being washed away) Wearing the same clothes, wearing the same expression…”  

Silent Majority, the first and most well known track of Keyakizaka. A rugged location, filled with an heavy atmosphere where girls in military outfits shout their opposition to a crooked society of hypocrite adults. This powerful message, needed the appropriate attitude to be conveyed accurately. Techi did better than that; she traded her feeble character and became an avatar of rebellion. Her grip exploding in strength, her stare you can’t escape from, and sharp moves made people forget she was only 14. Despite her discrete debut on Keyakitte, she turned out to be a formidable vessel to deliver the meaning of the song.

Was it thanks to an incredible amount of training? Sometime it’s about something else too. In Sekai ni wa Ai Shikanai, there was this particular shoot where the MV producer had to screen the girls at the Gymnasium, the choregraphy sequence in particular. While the girls started moving, Techi was remaining still, fixing her hands. “what is she doing?” he thought. Because she was supposed to move at the same time as the girls. And when asked, Techi said “i realized how grateful i was to be part of them, and wanted to picture it deep in my memories”. After consideration, the producer noticed that standing still when everyone else was moving, naturally created a focus on her. Also, her smile toward Yonetani nanami felt natural and expressed this very gratitude she talked about, making the scene soothing. He then decided to keep it.

If a song is bland and plain, to be cute or excellent in dancing won’t change anything. But when the song has the potential to be a tube, it’s important to choose someone who has the style/character that fits the song to release his full potential. Yurina has this particulary skill to “understand” a song. Listening the track over and over, feeling the emotion rushing in her mind, and finally embodying it. In Futari saison, each performance is different. Whenever she’s happy, and look at her comrades dearly, her dance will become lively. If she’s feeling down, her solo will have a tormented feeling on it.

“People often say they want to see the past me, but past is past, and all I can do now is now.”  -Hirate Yurina

There’s a theory that seeks to explain why Yurina did so well as Silent Majority center. An answer to where she draws all her bottomless energy. In a song that express anger, rebellion and freedom, the best way to convey those feelings is to actually have lived it in the past. This theory rose when fans noticed that during Yurina’s “jibun history” (my story) instead of taking pictures of her younger self or family, she’d prefered to talk about her favorite comedian duos. To incarnate “the girl in the train”, people speculated her past hid somber events that caused this emptiness within her. All in all, the reason why she fits so much in songs about pain and suffering is simply because she’s hurt as well. What makes her want to run forward so much, if not to run from a painful past?

The truth is, i was also fascinated by this theory. I wanted to know Techi’s past. However, i also realized that adhering to this theory was also comforting myself in what i wanted Techi to be : the girl from the train. But Techi is Techi, and the gloomy girl from the Yamanotesen and her are two different person. Hirate Yurina has this burning desire to change because deep inside her, she wants to live a fulfilling life. And by that, it means to live any kind of experience, to the fullest. Her way to apprehend a song is the same way she apprehend her life : She lives it and grows from it. The Yurina during the first Silent majority performance is not the same Yurina during Kouhaku utagassen. The yurina from the past is not the same Yurina as now.

And this is striking at how we also perceive idols. Fans knows : Stereotypes picture the idol genre as sub-music making money out of girl’s cuteness and innocence over delusional single middle aged japanese men. But the truth is, Idols are just the reflect of mankind : girls who want to find their way, who they are, through a bumpy road with many obstacles along the way. Instead of crying over their fate, they work for a way out. Even if there’s no guaranteed success, even if it’s painful, the girls show lot of courage and move forward. Yurina, with all her workload, opportunities, and newfound nakamas, embrace everything to grow and get stronger. This courage inspire me to do my best. Supporting her, is like supporting myself. By being courageous facing the future, she became a great idol. By being herself, she became a great individual being.  

“Backstage, Yurina is all lively and kiddy. But when the times come to perform, she switch on to Keyakizaka Ace. It gives me goosebumps” - Imaizumi Yui

Nadeshiko is an ancient japanese word for “loveable girl”. Glass canon is a gaming vocabulary that define someone with high attack/damage but weak defense. Yurina proved many times she had great mental resilience (able to perform 10 songs+ in ariake colosseum), although she also stated many times she doesn’t consider herself as “able” to perform as Keyakizaka unmovable center. A self criticism very severe, implying her power unleashed during performance lean on frailness of mind. She did thought of quitting, and with her young age, it can’t be helped to be inexperienced. A giant of paper, who risk of consuming itself if not able to manage his energy properly.

Center is a lonely place. Despite the light of the spotlight, the 0 position is actually a dark ceiling, where mistakes are prohibited, where there’s the most pressure. But I beg to differ, Keyakizaka is not all about Hirate Yurina. Those many hands bolstering her back, this warmth surrounding her, is what makes her keep going. Those experiences she mentioned earlier, are also meetings. Coming across her newfound nakamas changed her life. Moriya Akane with whom she can act like a spoiled child, Suzumoto Miyu with whom she can share her everyday life, and Nagahama Neru with whom she can confess her worries. Being around her friends, is also where Techi is in her most natural state. Her teammates put her at ease, as well as being fuel for doing her best.

Earlier we supposed Techi drew her energy from pain. My new theory, or faith, is that Techi draw her bottomless energy from gratitude. Even though she has been pro active to make things work, she always have this kind humility toward what the present brings to her, like american family who thanks God for the food. Doing her activities to the fullest, not wasting one bit of energy, is a way to express her gratitude toward the staff, her friends, and family. This is also Keyakizaka motto: humility, kindness, and bonds.

“She looks so serious and cool on Stage, but she did also pranked me when i was sleeping! And used a scooter in Handshake even though Staff forbid it! And…” - Suzumoto Miyu

There’s no “true” Yurina. No character, no fake attitude. The girl who entered Keyakizaka “in order to change”, like a diamond glass half-full, half-empty, has finally become whole by focusing on “becoming” instead of “being”. To follow Yurina, is like walking on a journey where each day is a surprise. Because we don’t know which Yurina will come up next. The 48group is about “Idols you can meet”. What if the secret motto is “idol you can see grow”? If that the case, Techi, from the very fiber of her being and will, incarnate those words.

A courageous girl, not naive but conscious, fragile but resolute, sometimes childish but always grateful. It isn’t this oversimplification where an Ace is a girl with perfect dance, singing or comical abilities. Techi has qualities and imperfection as well, but it’s how she faces it with a brave heart that makes her incredibly beautiful and interesting. All in all, her ability to absorb, convey, sublimate Keyakizaka46 songs justify her position of Ace. The potential of Yurina might look like exceptionnal, but is it really relevant, since what she’s only doing, is being herself? Maybe she just excels at… being human.

人間は面白い。

Seventeen’s Ideal Types

 (( This is all IMO. It won’t really be based on physical appearance bc I don’t think these boys are judgmental or fuckboys like that. Organized by age.))

S. Coups: 

Originally posted by pockymg

I feel like Coups would be with someone extroverted. She’d have to have kind of thick skin and be able to dish out sass. She’d also have to have a big heart because dating Coups means being a mom to all of Seventeen. She’d have to like hip hop and rap. She should be his number one supporter and fiercely protective, even though he doesn’t need to be protected. I think Coups would be with someone who has their own style and has a sort of confident air about her, regardless of if this confidence is genuine or not. I also think he’d like someone who lets him spoil them, but he’d respect your independence.

Jeonghan:

Originally posted by parkthejimin

Despite what some people think, I don’t think Jeonghan would want to be with someone very shy. I think he’s fine with an extrovert or an introvert, but he wouldn’t want to be with someone very loud or very quiet. He’d be with someone a little more serious, but with a quirky personality. Someone not afraid of changing their look often and going against the grain. He’d be with someone chill who doesn’t always want to go out or have fancy dinners. He’d love to be with someone smart.

Joshua:

Originally posted by thankgeeforfrank

Joshua would be with someone with a big heart- a total Mom friend. He’s more talkative than people think (have you SEEN One Fine Day??) so I think he’d be fine with being with someone either extroverted or introverted, as long as they’re okay with not always going out and not always staying in. I think he’d need someone with passion and drive. He doesn’t care about appearance or fashion. I think he looks past all that stuff. (And, like he said before, race doesn’t matter at all. Love this guy.)

Jun:

I think Jun’s ideal type is someone extroverted. He’s energetic and teasing, but also kind of shy. She’d need to be able to think on the spot and snap comebacks easily. He’d be with someone supportive. You have to understand him and encourage him. He’d be with someone who wants to have fun and is always thinking about him, but also ready to hang out with Minghao and the others. 

Hoshi:

Originally posted by infinitblaq

Someone eccentric and marches to the beat of their own drum. Someone goofy, but nice and thoughtful. He’s said he likes someone “homely” who makes him feel good. I think he’d be with someone extroverted, but with a cute, shy side. Maybe someone who blushes easily. A girl who prefers to hang out with a small group than go to a party. Someone who wouldn’t mind going out often. Super supportive of his career! Definitely can’t be high maintenance. 

Wonwoo:

Wonwoo is such a sweetheart so I think he needs to be with someone similar in that regard. Very kind! Someone more on the introverted side or maybe just a calm extrovert. Someone respectful and a bit more serious, but willing to be dorky and cute. Someone who isn’t afraid to get deep. He’s said before that he wants to be with someone who makes him feel comfortable. I think he’d like to be with an intellectual girl who loves to read. 

Woozi:

Woozi would be with someone introverted, but not overly shy. Someone who is a bit stubborn so she can get him to take care of himself and not overwork himself. She’d need to be calm and focused, but caring. Someone honest and kind of similar to him (without swearing at the members, hopefully). He is insecure about his height, but I don’t think that would be a deal breaker. He’s one of the least likely to be with a foreigner, I feel. Also, I think he’d be with someone who  is passionate about music in some way. They’d need to bond over their work.

DK:

Originally posted by jiminteresante

Someone extremely kind and sweet. A chill extrovert probably. Someone he can have fun with but someone who will also balance him out. Someone younger than him I think. Someone genuine and with a heart of gold. Someone who prefers to stay in. Someone who is open about their feelings and is a good listener. Someone who looks past DK’s seemingly happy go lucky personality and sees his insecurities.

Mingyu:

Mingyu’s ideal type is someone charming and likeable, but on the shy side. I think she’d be the classic romantic type, kind of sweet and homey, but also independent and different. Someone kind of innocent. She’d have to be a bit sophisticated and more mature. Someone who can put up with him being adored by thousands of girls. He’s said before that he likes understanding girls who are gentle. Someone who’s a bit more chill. I feel like he looks at style a bit more. He’d prefer someone with a chic kind of style. He’d also want someone who wants a family later. Someone who is a good listener.

The8:

Minghao’s ideal type is someone caring and more introverted. Someone who is into helping others. He’s said before his ideal type is someone with a personality similar to Joshua’s. Someone who he can trust will always be thinking of him. I think he’d love a girl who takes pride in what he does, but isn’t necessarily into music or dancing. Someone down to earth. I think his ideal type is someone who is creative. Probably a worrier.

Seungkwan:

Seungkwan’s ideal type is someone sassy and extroverted. Probably loud too. A girl that is independent. He’s said before that he likes easygoing girls. I think his ideal type is someone who is ambitious and has a passion for music. Someone who appears confident. Someone who is a huge dork and loves Kwan’s dorky side. I feel like she’s someone who pushes Seungkwan to reach for the stars. Someone who is outspoken, but highly likeable. Very similar to Seungkwan. ((I could rant all day. He’s my bias and my baby.))

Vernon:

Vernon’s ideal type is someone chill. That would honestly have to be the biggest word to describe her. Also, she’d have to be supportive and listen to his insecurities and not be afraid to talk about feelings. She’d have to be ambitious, I feel. I think he’d be more into an introverted person, but might be into a calm extrovert. Someone who’s cool with nights in and lowkey dates. Someone with a good heart. He’s said before that he doesn’t have a type so I think he’s willing to date anyone who’s kind to him and is generally a good person. Looks also don’t matter to him. (He’s my amazingly mature son.)

Dino:

Dino’s ideal type is around his age if not a little older. I think he’d be into someone extroverted and dorky. He’s said he wants a girl who’s cute acting, which I think is true, but I don’t think he wants someone who acts like that all the time. I think his ideal type is someone sure in themselves who are supportive of him and can help him grow as a person. He’s young so I think he’d need someone patient who doesn’t want to rush into things and will help him navigate dating life. Someone energetic who doesn’t just see him as a kid.  A total noona.