♞ – type zero mission: fansign – ♞ [+8 Rapping, +8 notoriety] tw: assault/violence, swearing and family dispute
It was easy to spot him in the midst of screaming fans. A middle-aged something man had no business standing by the corner of a new idol fan sign unless they were up to something no good or a chaperon of one the many teen bodies bumping against each other. But there was something peculiar with this old man, evident in his dead stare towards Viggo.
Sehun @ Seoul Fashion Week F/W 2019
♞ – vlive: prompt 02 – ♞ [+ 4 VARIETY ; +2 NOTORIETY ]
The dorm was relatively quiet at a time like this. His fellow trainees were either in classes or off to do what they need to get done during day time before their evening practices. With the confidence that he will not disturb anyone, he ushers the tiny pup into their shared home. Silently praying that none of his mates was allergic to dogs. Now that would be a disaster waiting to unfold.
♞ -- gig:006 -- ♞ [+5 ACTING +4 NOTORIETY + 50,000 WON]
To many receiving this basket would be a true blessing. To some, it would be a bit extra yet still highly appreciated. To Viggo, it was a tedious chore. Knowing what this basket entitles he wonders if this is really how he should be going about his life. In the blurred out days of training, he is beginning to lose his focus and will of it all. That maybe there is something else out there for him to focus on and spend his energy on.
He sits back down on his made-up bed, glancing towards the basket of perpetual doom. A little existential crisis befalling on him as he considers if he should step out before filming this little special. His mother- the adoptive one- would be so disappointed if she ever finds out the inhibitions his fallen into. His father - the adoptive one - would have pulled him aside to have words, get some sense back into him.
With such negative thoughts consuming him, Viggo picks up the soft blanket provided in the basket of unpleasant givings. Prompting mini go-pro up the side of his bed, making sure to switch it on, he gives the recording device a little wave. "For days like this, find comfort in a Vivalon Blanket. It'll save you a cost of therapy." Promptly diving for his pillows and burying himself in the massive blanket to continue on his dramatic crisis.
He would have to edit this out later before sending it off to the company. If he remembers to do that at all.
⇛ @lgcxvg
jongsuk leaves his practice room, looking rather confused than anything else. his eyes are obviously looking for sungmin admits the chaos going on around him. he can see faint smoke and while he’s sure there is no reason to panic, jongsuk is of course worried. he knows how his hyung can get in situations like these so the sooner they find each other, the better.
who he runs into instead though is viggo. “yo- woah, dude. you know what the hell is going on,” he asks, making sure to still follow the mass outside but not without making sure he wasn’t going to lose his pal in the crowd.
“have you seen sungmin or someone from his group?”
How convenient to suddenly have the fire alarm triggered on April 1st. Truth be told Viggo would have forgotten what day it was and what it meant, except he kept getting pranked from the midnight last night. He was so close on throwing a tantrum in the middle of the dorm but ultimately decided against it so that his roommates won't kill him. He barely just got out life sentences when they won't the show last week.
Biting back a groan from escaping his lips, he turns to Jongsuk and waits for the other man to catch up to him. He shrugs genuinely uncertain of what was truly going on despite his theory, “whatever it is, I didn’t do it.” A hard plea for a trainee who everyone more or less knows smokes for a living.
“Nope just got shoved out of the training room myself. Why what’s up?”
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lgcallie:
lgcxvg:
₊ ˟ this is the first concert that she’s been to, and now that she’s a trainee at legacy - allie figures that of course her first concert would have to be for dbsd. as a fan, but also as a junior, she figures that it’s her duty to support her seniors, even if it is from afar ( and extremely far, to be fair, because there’s no way she would ever put herself in front of any of them - )
but still, this experience is not turning out the way she was hoping for it to be. between the shoving that’s stressing her out and making her hunch her shoulders in defense, to the tall person in front of her blocking everything from view .. it’s a little disappointing, especially when one of her favourite songs is about to be performed.
truthfully, she only expected the ( much ) taller person than her to move over, or to find another place to stand. considering that allie asked politely, she was hoping that she’d have a polite reply in return.
this is not what she expected.
her eyes widen and she practically yelps when he whisks her from the floor to his shoulders, wondering how he managed to lift her up so high firstly - and secondly, how he managed to move so fast. allie scrambles a little for balance, grabbing onto his head and probably obscuring his vision in the process as she searches for balance. no one has ever lifted her to their shoulders, at least not since she was a little girl. but they’re in the middle of a concert hall, and allie’s absolutely sure that no one is going to be happy about this. “ i’m sorry .. what are you doing?” she asks in somewhat frightened confusion, still holding onto his head for dear life. “ i’m going to fall.”
He scrambles to keep his balance, making sure she doesn’t end up on the strangers surrounding them. Viggo keeps a firm and steady grip on her legs, making sure to bend a little to have his lower body supporting more of their weight. It’s a good thing he’s had plenty of practice when it comes to holding or carrying people around. Not the time to be thinking about that of course.
“I got you, I got you.” Tapping her leg trying to reassure her from underneath. “Calm down and enjoy.” He shouts aloud, one of his sunbaes just about to do a solo stage. Viggo tries hard as he can to peer up the stage, sort of difficult to do when she’s clinging to his head like a baby koala. That’s his own fault he knows, but if he moves to set her down then they would end up falling he was sure of it.
Later on, he would blame it on the alcohol. For now, he claims that he’s doing the Lord’s job by helping the poor fan to see her beloved idol. Seriously, he should be getting so many browny points for the big man upstairs for this good samaritan cause. Also from the company, because he is keeping their fans happy even if it meant carrying the weight on his shoulders. Literally.
lgcxking:
on the day of the final performance, king is restless. his now famous confidence is still unshakeable, but he’s a lot more nervous than last time. at this same point into the competition last season, he’d already gotten over the fact that he didn’t get the solo. they were just performing for the sake of it, then going on to music shows as legacy boys, with king their center. it’s a lot different this time. they won’t be promoting at all if they don’t win.
king can’t accept that easily. they have to win. there’s simply no other option. his team enters the room shared with other units who are not set to perform yet where they’ll monitor the performances and share reactions on camera for when the show airs on television. it’s important to stay focused, but that king isn’t too much in his head that he forgets he’s being filmed. he’s known among fans to be honest and fun, and he has to stay that way despite currently wishing for the other male units to trip off the stage and fall to their death… just your every day thoughts.
he sits between @lgcxvg and a boy from you calling my name unit. since awkward silence unit goes right after violeta unit, they’re not sitting with them right now. as bae siwoo does his introduction speech, he leans over to his teammate. “have you seen awkward silence practice? i wonder how they’ll do…” and he’s honestly asking. they haven’t seen the other units a lot since they were divided into teams. with jaesun center… it can only make king nervous. “but anyway, we’ll do great! we have the best song.” viggo might think otherwise, but king loves simon says. it’s almost as if it were made for him. it’s no wonder he’s been put in it. not that he wouldn’t do well in ycmn, of course.
He cranes his head from side to side, working out the kinks that are build-up from their endless practices. Blinking rapidly he attempts to clear his dry eyes. To be absolutely fair on King’s behalf, he’s worked their group into perfection. Viggo knows for a fact that he can do this performance in his sleep and perhaps even sleeps talk the whole song into its entirety.
Viggo shakes his head at his leader’s question. “Don’t think I’ve had the time too.” He grins, nudging his friend back. Throwing an arm over his friend’s shoulder, he pulls King closer to him. It was an honest and easy gesture, one his done plenty of times. But Viggo knows how to this would be an advantage for their fan service.
“Yes, we will. We’ll do great because we’ve had the best leader and members too.” He doesn’t ruffle King’s hair, mostly due to the fact that they were dressed and ready to perform soon too. Despite popular belief, Viggo does take this whole thing season seriously. A hundred times more than he did the first one. He puts as much time as the rest, his performance as university suffering due to this, Viggo barely manages to keep his average for the finals. But it didn’t matter at that moment, they have to win this.
lgcsamee:
lgcxvg:
she hears that familiar pet name he has for her and her heart aches. she always came off as despising that nickname, but she had always secretly liked it. why? because when he said it, she could pretend he was her prince, and she was his princess. she could daydream thoughts of them together, being happy in some kind of fairytale, the perfect relationship already achieved without the confessions and leaps of faith needed to get there. hearing that one word softens her further, lashes fluttering softly.
“my heart missed you..”
she takes his had, pulling him up to his feet gently and taking him out of sight, to an alleyway so dark no one could tell there were two people lingering in the shadows. its dim, but theres just enough nightlight that she can make out his features. she backs into the walk behind her, bringing him with her, and she reaches up, cupping his face gently, and studying each of his features. “i missed your stupid face.” she manages a soft chuckle, before she moves up on her toes, eyes falling nearly shut as she brushes her nose against his. “kiss me..”
For someone to be completely carried away by his emotions, his mind goes blank as she leads the way. From the beginning of their little dance, he has always made sure to go by her pace knowing that whatever they had needs to be treated delicately. With gentle hands. Much like hers really, she had the softest hands he ever felt.
“As you wish,” as he leans down to meet her halfway, “princess.” Seizing her by the waist, supporting her flushed body against his. She feels so good, that Viggo wants to melt in her touch. With an arm around her waist, it’s brother slowly makes it's way further down until he has a stable hold of her leg as he hoists her up. Pushing her further into the wall, Viggo groans as he deepens their kiss.
lgcsamee:
lgcxvg:
“hey..”
his presence is warming, comforting even. it had been a while, she had taken some space and kept her distance. “it’s nice to see you outside of training.” it was, she wasn’t lying, but she couldn’t look him in the eye when she said it, opting to glance away to some tree off on the other side of the road. she shuffles her feet around, chewing at the inside of her lip. “future dreams has been crazy, don’t you think?” it had been for her, she wasn’t sure how he was handling it. future dreams had opened her eyes up to a lot, honestly. maybe she was more capable than she had initially thought. maybe she was ready to debut. maybe… just maybe.
she looks to him, finally, and she sees a puzzle piece. viggo himself is a puzzle piece, she just isn’t sure if he fits into her puzzle or not. she wanted to find out, though. “i’ve missed you.” it’s real, it’s raw, open and honest, and she manages to saw it while looking into his eyes. she confronts her fears in a couple of breaths, and her body feels like the blood in it has run dry. she feels light headed with such a confession, even though most wouldn’t see it as a big deal. “i’ve missed you a lot.”
He takes the seat across from her. By doing so, it allows him a clear view of everything that is Samee. “It’s been a bit of wild ride. A little more intense than last season.” It’s been a while since he’s seen her, so much so that she started to feel like a distant memory. A sweet dream that left an imprint on him. One that Viggo can’t forget but is afraid that it’ll slip into the days of gaps where they haven’t crossed paths. Her stunning view makes him want to reach out to her, but he didn’t want this mirage to disappear like it did last time.
When she said it the first time, Viggo genuinely thought his hallucinations and wild imaginations were playing tricks on him. But she says it the second time, now he’s looking at her. Really looking at Samee. The way she held herself and the way she’s slowly letting herself go. “I missed you, princess.” His voice comes out husky, strained. Viggo shouldn’t have been surprised by this but he is anyways. Because as he stares down her bright brown eyes, he realized just how much he misses her and just how much he was thankful for this stolen moment.
being discreet about it would have been difficult with the cameras for future dreams everywhere, so samee makes sure to sneak the candy to him before any filming starts. samee wasn’t really one to express her feelings or show affection in any way, but viggo was becoming someone kind of… significant? maybe. she was still making her mind up about things. he was handsome, no doubt, and he had proved he could put up with her crazy side, but still… she was nervous. worried, even. what if he ended up hurting her? what if he took all her feelings and threw them back in her face? why should she trust him? she had no reason to. she also had no reason not to.
she slips the bag of sweets into his practice bag with a little note telling him to meet up with her at a cafe near her dorm around one am. it was the only time they could really meet, and it meant she’d lose sleep over it but at this point it was a sacrifice she was willing to make. she needed to just… talk to him. something.
It felt like it was ages since he has last had some alone time with her or any time for that matter. Honestly, it was rather sweet of her to do something like this and reach out to him. Viggo has been planning on dropping her some chocolates when the time comes, but he was glad she remembered him during this time-honoured event.
Quickly making his way across the street and Viggo pulls his coat towards him. The winter has been harsh this year but it was slowly fading away into spring. Chilly nights have yet to follow through on that. He spots her by a secluded place in the cafe, by the corner with high chairs, protecting them for praying eyes.
“Hey,” appearing beside her, hoping not to startle Samee, “hope you weren’t waiting long. How’s it going?”
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event: lgc:futuredreams | season two part: performance / backstage moment.
He moves around the stage with pinpoint accuracy. His movement is graceful as it is sharp. His rap comes out naturally, as though he is born saying those words and nothing else. He could do this in his sleep. They all can. That's the result of the endless amount of practice and underlying pressure from everyone to outperform each other.
