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- Title: A Capella Halloween Medley featuring Friends - Language: English and Korean - Closed Caption: English and Korean - Length: 7 minutes and 53 seconds

PUBLISHED ON: OCTOBER 31, 2016 Description: Welcome to the first video on my new YouTube Channel Darth Side of the Tune! This medley features a lot of idols that are considered close and dear friends of mine, ranging from members of Block B and Twice to rookie group Seventeen! Please make sure to give this lots of attention and thumbs up!

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#Happy Halloween 😉🎃#feature.#mp3.#Thanks to Yoda for putting this together! 🙏🏼 You're the man

“Watch me get edited out.”

idol life: after the show — accepting!

“THEY WOULDN’T edit out a senior,” he replied quickly, laughing as they watched the tape of the variety skit they had just recorded. Henry was just as ridiculous as the rest of Block B, so he couldn’t imagine the producers not using that to their advantage. His manager would say something along the lines of “the more connections the team has, the better”.

After a moment of his words leaving his lips, he bit down and glanced over at the other. He couldn’t help his chuckles as he spoke up again, “Not like a senior citizen. A sunbae-senior---hahah!”

#hxnryz #a.

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#mp3.#bastarz.

HYEON.

“No I didn’t just come over because I’m drunk and dressed as Monkey D. Luffy and know you have a fetish for One Piece.” Hyeon explained as he stood in the door frame to Yukwon’s apartment. “Though if I had that would make me the worlds best fucking friend. I just came because I wanted to let you know you’re in my will. In the odd chance, probably will never happen, that I am killed you will be getting my fish and their fish food. You have to be their dad when I die.” Hyeon told the idol seriously as he stared at him. Okay, so he was drunk and at a Halloween party and told the cab driver to bring him here because he couldn’t remember his address. Yukwon didn’t need to know that. “Please stop looking at me like my life has spiraled out of control. Everything’s fine.”

“HOW’D YOU make it up the stairs?” he asked the other seriously, his expression deadpanned as he did a once over of his clearly drunk companion. It didn’t help that it was four in the morning and Yukwon’s habit of bleaching his hair caught up with him, leaving the blonde strands looking like a bird’s nest on his head and his outfit a lazy black shirt and boxers, making them both look a little ridiculous. He instinctively ran a hand through his hair and closed his eyes, leaving the door open as he walked into his apartment, prompting the other to follow.

“I’m flattered that you’re entrusting your most prized possessions to me in case you get killed off,” his words came out in a bit of a tired mumble as he grabbed for a glass. “I guess that means somebody finally paid the ticket to out you, huh? Or are you just planning ahead?” Though his sarcasm was thick against his tired tone, he slid a glass of water to Hyeon, leaning against his kitchen bar-top as he surveyed the other once again. Part of him wasn’t all that surprised.

“---and my fetish for One Piece revolves around Nami, hyung. But good try.”

#snhe #r.#( mY FAVORITE )

“And they expect us to maintain our ‘image’?”

idol life: after the show — accepting!

“IMAGE? THAT was lost on us a while ago,” he answered with a straight face, but his lips pulled into a grin and he chuckled at the maknae’s words. Idol’s were typically considered doll-like people, with talents that never falter and beauty unmatched to the general public. In Block B’s world, that wasn’t the case. It was very clear to them and their fans that perfection was nothing but a myth and their “perfect faces” were quickly scratched out by the members themselves.

They preferred it that way. It made things more fun. It made being themselves easier. He didn’t mind those silly images or mistakes they made on TV (though admittedly some were cringeworthy, looking back)--because it made them who they were. He would hate to be in a position where he had to keep up an image opposite of himself. Yukwon liked to think he was very honest with the public and it was better that way. From exposing his relationship to his thoughts, to insight on what it’s like to be in his shoes, he always found that the idea of an ‘image’ felt fabricated and he never cared to pursue such a lifestyle.

“Worst they can do is cut us out,” he added, shrugging and glancing over at one of the PD’s who was rewatching what was just taped. “But I don’t think they will. That was gold.”

#pvojihoon #a.

“Don’t tell anyone else but I think you guys have been robbed. You should have won this week.”

idol life: after the show — accepting!

YUKWON COULD only smile toward her, bowing briefly in thanks before shrugging off the comment. The producers of this program held a little bit of bias toward the other group, showcased through past productions and comments via Twitter. It was how the system worked in the industry. 50% was talent, and the other 50% was knowing the right people to promote that talent.

Truthfully, he wasn’t convinced his team would win anyway. It would have been great, but lately, he knew it wasn’t likely. Though the concept was a little defeating, he wouldn’t give up on this comeback due to it. Hard work paid off and he intended to work until it did. The other group members had the same mindset, and he was willing to use that to their advantage until they reached the stage they wanted to be. When that day comes, he was sure Phoenix would be a little more eager to speak up about their unfair loss. Right now, he knew it was too risky for the both of them.

“We were so close!” he replied, deciding to turn the tide of the conversation into a positive one. There were people around, after all. “Ah. It’s disappointing but it makes me want to work harder. We still have a couple more weeks in the ranks, so I hope we’ll catch up and win something.”

#khannix #a.

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#bastarz.#WELCOME 2 BASTARZ.

“What time did you sleep last night? You all seemed tired onstage earlier.”

idol life: after the show — accepting!

“DON’T TELL me that,” he retorted with a light chuckle, nervousness slipping into his tone as he runs a hand through his hair. It was true that the team was exhausted from the consistent preparations that came in waves with the career as an idol, but he had hoped they were a little more practiced than to showcase that exhaustion on a public broadcast. He was normally quieter between the rest of the members, looking slightly aloof from the show or interview at hand. He was working on that, especially with the comments he’d been receiving over the years, so this kind of feedback was unsettling (and slightly disappointing).

Despite his initial statement, after a moment of silence ensued between the two, Yukwon glanced over a little desperately at Fei-Khan. “—was it that obvious?”

He didn’t wait for an answer because he figured he knew what it was. He dropped his hand from his hair in defeat and exhaled a long breath. His eyes lowered to the ground and he felt himself fighting off the exhaustion as the two spoke. If only he could borrow Fei’s energy. “We were all up reviewing the sub-unit’s tracks. We’re trying to make sure all editing is finished before it releases, to not repeat Selfish & Beautiful Girl’s MV release..” he trailed off slightly and put his face in his hands, breathing out another sigh. The MV release was pushed back because they weren’t finished with it by the time the hour to drop it came around. It was very disheartening. His hands dropped to his sides after a few moments and he shrugged. “We’ll rest when we’re dead, right? But really—don’t worry about it. I’ll sleep soon.”

#neugdaeingan #a.

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“CARVE YOUR NAME INTO MY ARM, INSTEAD OF STRESSED I LIE HERE CHARMED” REBLOG FOR A STARTER & TO PUNCH ME IN THE FUCKING FACE. ABOUT! EXTRA INFO! RULES!

#promo.#the bomb dot com. ( don't tell him i said that. )

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Idol Life Starter Sentences: ‘After Show’ edition.

A list of starter sentences inspired by what goes on after the show and things go off air. These can be set during music show filming, variety show filming, radio broadcast recordings, etc.

“Nice save on tripping there. Yep, I saw it.”

“Don’t tell anyone else but I think you guys have been robbed. You should have won this week.”

“I don’t know why he/she hugged me. We’re not even close.”

“For the record, we didn’t like our outfits. It’s not like we had a choice.”

“I swear as soon as the cameras turned off, their attitude completely changed.”

“You should have done some research before coming to the show. You were roasted in there.”

“I have no idea why I’m here, honestly. I don’t do variety.”

“I’m sorry but that in there was a charade of fakery.”

“This is the last time I will ever appear on this show.”

“I’m glad I’m not the only one who feels that way! Can we talk somewhere else?”

“Isn’t it the hosts’ responsibility, too to do their share of research?”

“Are you okay? You seemed very uncomfortable back there.”

“I’m glad that’s over. I just want to go home.”

“Watch me get edited out.”

“You don’t need to explain why you did/said that. We all needed to stand out somehow.”

“I’m slowly becoming apathetic to microphone malfunctions.”

“What time did you sleep last night? You all seemed tired onstage earlier.”

“That was such a diva move.”

“You might be hearing from your manager later.”

“And they expect us to maintain our ‘image’?”

“So much for fair treatment, huh?”

“Seriously, what happened to seniority? Since when did rookies start running the show?”

“Apologies if I seem rude but I really don’t have the time for people like you.”

“Not all of us get our popularity handed to us. Some of us actually have to work for it.”

“People can get away with anything nowadays if their companies’ pockets are deep enough.”

“Judging by that mess of a stage, I guess talent isn’t a prerequisite for the industry anymore.”

“There’s more to me than the constant crap they keep bringing up.”

“That was so scripted, it almost hurts.”

“It’s embarrassing how biased that PD is.”

“Word of advice? Know your place before you start running your mouth.”

#meme.#( *on hands and knees* plEASE )

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❝They say that TWINS have these psychic p o w e r s —– they know exactly what the other will SAY or know what they’ll end up d o i n g. With SOME twins, it’s been proven to be completely t r u e. But we never thought to TRY it. What we h a v e tried was when one of us gets badly injured, or something BAD will happen to the other twin, we feel it. We can f e e l that something bad will HAPPEN to our other half, we can feel when one of us is b a d l y injured. We just KNOW.❞ reblog | like | follow

#promo.#( NICE )

❜ i’m trying very hard not to judge you. ❜

ahs: murder house — accepting!

“DON’T TRY too hard,” he spoke up as a breathy laugh passed his lips, “It’s inevitable at this point.”

With his legs sprawled uncomfortably on the floor, his hoodie covering his hair as he laid defeatedly against the staircase, he couldn’t find the motivation to get himself back on his feet, even with the other speculating his current appearance. Practice was getting more and more crucial, which meant extreme exhaustion after the fact. Yukwon decided on going through the stairwell to save time, but received a phone call and decided to take a seat and talk privately within the (slightly creepy) halls of the stairwell. The conversation had ended about ten minutes ago, but his cramping legs found comfort in laying against the metal rail and his eyes were half-closing as the minutes ticked by.

That was, until, someone found him like that and his “relaxing” made him look like a homeless street rat with bleach blonde hair. Nice. His arms lifted behind his head and he let out a low sigh. Does he get up to show he was actually okay or was it too late for that?

“Ah.. I’ll get out of here in like–five minutes,” he offered again, adjusting his hood and bringing his legs toward him to not block the staircase. It would probably be less than five minutes after this awkward encounter. In fact, the longer the male watched him, the more motivated he became to stand up and walk away. There was a little bit of shame, but it was quiet in it’s expression. “I just needed a second to stop moving, I guess.”

#sshiruka #a.#( thank u for sending c: )

Dongsaeng, will you always look like a paranormal investigator from the 1800's forever? If so, BLESSED. Truly.

THE 1800′S? Do I really look that classy? The tattoo above the eyebrow would probably condemn me eventually, but I’ll consider the suit and hairstyle for the long term. Just for you, hyung.

#snhe #a.