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sapphireicecream · 8 months
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“Trauma, Obsession, Conflict and Reunion” 🌙☀️
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imuyumiii · 1 month
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please, sir. marry me. I'll do the house cleaning, cooking, driving, putting you to sleep, taking care of our kids, everything you wish—
on a side note, I didn't realise until I finished the sketch that his hand is big 😳 h-he can do anything to me and I'd say thank you
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krystaljungs · 5 months
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@pscentral — event 21 — growth @asiandramanet — creator bingo — animation Jihyun, you're different than the first time we met. How? If you're still scared and unsure, you would never come to the beach with no plan and slept outdoors. You've changed as well. How? At first, you pretended to be all that and it felt like you were putting up a front. But now you seem at ease. That's only in front of you. I'm the same. I wouldn't have found the courage without you.
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marshmallowprotection · 6 months
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thelazyhollow · 5 months
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Probably one of my favourite title/home screens we’ve gotten!💕
They look so pretty and happy and ahhhhhh!!!!
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THEYRE SO CUTE OMGGG
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HELLO THE MATCHING BRACELETS??? AND MCS DRESS MATCHES JIHYUNS HAIR
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pochipop · 6 months
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#MYSTIC MESSENGER !! ♡ — TALK ME DOWN (JIHYUN (V) X READER).
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#. synopsis! — when things feel like they might come undone, jihyun doesn't have to deal with it alone anymore .
#. characters! — jihyun (v).
#. warnings! — vague references to past traumatic events (canon compliant) , non-graphic depictions of trauma responses .
#. word count! — 1.2k .
#. alt accounts! — @ddollipop (nsfw) @hhoneypop (moodboards) .
#. others! — navigation & masterlist .
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Jihyun craves control in what feels like a necessary manner. He doesn’t like to have things thrust upon him without warning, doesn’t like to be out of the loop. It’s a matter of security, and that's why he scrambles to understand things at their very core. Even when he asks questions more than once, try to give him some leeway. He doesn’t mean to be overbearing or distrustful, —he simply craves details down to the marrow. It’s a tool he’s found that soothes his worries, and it’s a small price to pay for his peace.
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“I’m sorry, it doesn’t seem like we have a reservation for that name,” the young woman at the front of the restaurant apologizes.
“Are you certain?” Jihyun asks, —and you can feel his grip tighten on your hand a bit, even as his tone remains incessantly polite. “I booked a table over a month in advance for our anniversary. . .”
She flips through the little booklet on the desk again, pursing her lips before shaking her head.
“I’m not sure what happened, but there’s unfortunately no tables available for this evening,” she replies. “You’re welcome to stay for a bit and see if anyone misses their reservation time, but that’s the best I can do. I’m very sorry.”
“That’s okay,” you assure her.
It’s not like she has anything to do with it. She’s just doing her job, and whatever happened, it likely wasn’t even her mistake to remedy. Moreover, it’s not like this was the end of the world. A block over there was a nice little steakhouse serving roughly similar menu items, and you’d been there on dates with Jihyun before. It might even be nice to go back and spend your second anniversary with him in a more familiar and welcoming place. . . But he felt like his head was swimming by the time he made it back outside.
His grip on your hand was unusually firm, —not painful, but more desperate than it had been a few minutes prior, and you could feel his palm getting clammy. Jihyun had always been a calm and reserved man, the type that took a while to warm up to people. At least, that’s how you’d always known him to be. Jumin told you he was a bit less reticent once upon a time, that he trusted more freely and cared more forwardly. But that was before, and things have clearly changed, and much of that change came at him in a sort of insurmountable way. It wasn’t the kind of thing anyone could prepare for, and bizarreness aside, Jihyun had by no means been afforded all the opportunities to feel safe and secure.
“Hey,” you say softly, looking up at him, “are you alright?”
The breath he utters is shaky at best, and he finds it difficult to meet your eyes.
“I’m so sorry,” he says quickly.
You barely catch the words as they spill past his lips in rapid succession.
He said them like he was sputtering out his final phrase, scared he might not have another chance to express it if he didn’t let it burst forth. 
“Sorry? —For what?” You ask, reaching up to cup his cheek in your free hand. “You don’t have anything to apologize for.”
When he looks at you, it’s like he’s seen a ghost. There’s a distant sense of fear and a few tears welling up, clumping together above his lashes.
“The table, it. . . I. . .” he tries, but the articulation doesn’t come to him.
He’s not sure what to say or how to say it, and he’s terrified of the fact that you’re being so calm, even when he knows he should be thankful for it. A part of him even thinks it might be easier if you just yelled and let him swallow your frustrations like the words he’s choking down. This gentleness is still foreign, even after all this time.
You walk with him a little ways, keeping your fingers laced with his. There’s a small community garden spot where everyone is free to come and admire the flowers, and it serves as an easy way to put some space between yourself and others strolling along the sidewalk.
“Jihyun,” you say, “it’s really okay. I’m sorry the reservation didn’t work out, but we can still have dinner down the block.”
But at this point, it’s less about any steak he’s missing out on and more about the fact that something has gone wrong in the first place. It’s out of his hands now, and he can’t stop thinking long enough to let himself drown in yours.
“I just wanted everything to be perfect,” he replies.
You kiss his frigid knuckles and look at him like he’s the only person in the world.
“I know,” you tell him. “And it might not help to say this, but I think you should know that it’s perfect to me anyway, no matter where we go. As long as I’m with you tonight, we can do anything, go anywhere, —I just love you, and as long as you’re here, I’m happy.”
Jihyun stills, and you can see the cogs turning behind his gaze, processing what you’ve said as if he finds it hard to believe. Sometimes, he forgets that this isn’t conditional. You know certain things linger longer than either of you would like, but it’s not really something he can help. Not right now. Two years doesn’t erase all the time he spent pining for forgiveness from all the wrong people in all the wrong places. Time hasn’t healed his wounds as well as he would have liked. They still pry themselves open and leave bloodtrails in his wake every now and again, and sometimes it gets on you.
He takes a breath and tries again.
“I booked the table,” he says firmly. “I remembered that you said you wanted to give the restaurant a try, but we could never find a good time, and I thought this would be the right occasion.”
You smile, because it’s sweet that he remembered such a small thing. It was a comment made in passing more than anything else, but he still cared enough not only to listen, but to keep it in mind.
“Thank you for trying,” you tell him in earnest. “But we can always book another reservation for another time.”
“It won’t be our anniversary for another year,” he explains.
“No, it won’t,” you agree, “but that’s okay, isn’t it? You brought me roses last month, and there was no special occasion for it.”
Jihyun purses his lips for a moment, then nods. He sees what you’re getting at, even though his disappointment is still palpable.
“You’re right,” he acknowledges.
“And you’re amazing,” you reply, pressing a hand against his warm chest.
He lets out a breath and pulls you closer, resting his chin on your shoulder. A wave of relief washes over you upon feeling some of the tension leave his body.
“I’m really sorry,” he says. “Things weren’t supposed to go this way.”
“There’s nothing to be sorry for,” you insist.
“Yeah. . . Maybe. I just feel like it’s my fault,” he answers.
“It’s nobody’s fault,” you mumble, pulling away just enough to cup his cheeks again, hoping he won’t mind the mild shock of your free hand’s chill. “Sometimes things just happen.”
A part of him wants to argue, but he loses that urge the moment you brush your lips against his so tenderly. It’s the kind of softness he craves when he gets a little too wound up, and you can almost feel him melt into your embrace where he stands.
“Happy anniversary, Jihyun.”
He smiles, and it reaches his eyes.
“Happy anniversary, my love.”
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sikuzxxx · 11 months
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Some daddy v energy
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pastelsapphy · 1 year
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this is the single most accurate statement in the entirety of mystic messenger
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talistheintrovert · 1 year
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The Eighth Sense post-canon drabbles because I'm so obsessed with them I'm going to chew my way through my bedframe if I don't get it out of my system.
Chapter 1: Jaewon introduces Jihyun to his friends and Taehyung doesn't understand why Jihyun gets on with everybody except him.
Read it HERE!!
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marsvlog · 1 year
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the rfa’s daddy kim jihyun
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sapphireicecream · 9 months
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V for Vendetta ⚔️💙📷 : )
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imuyumiii · 7 months
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A bit late and rushed but happy birthday, beloved!
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krystaljungs · 1 year
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Was it that good? Yes.
THE EIGHTH SENSE (여덟 번째 감각) dir. Werner Du Plessis and Inu Baek (2023).  
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marshmallowprotection · 8 months
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Jihyun's new birthday CG is out! I am surprised that it doesn't fulfill the theme that we have used thus far, the theme of the characters being children. However, I'm going to comment on something that I don't think anybody is going to talk about since this is V, after all.
First of all, you guys should be jumping up and down at the moment because this is the first time he's ever had a kiss picture. I am so sorry it took this long for you guys to get a sweet kiss with your very tragic artist, but this is your lucky day. I never thought he was going to get kiss contents so I am pleasantly surprised in the best way. 
Second of all, as I saw this picture last night, the first thing that came to mind was that whatever painting was going to be on his easel, was going to be something significant in my head no matter what.
This is just my conclusion, and it's something that I'm going to continue to keep in my brain no matter what since it can't be proven one way or the other, but I do believe this painting is a recreation of the one he ripped to shreds after that final argument with his mother. 
Here's the crucial detail, he's not trying to recreate a one-for-one copy of what he created. I believe he is revisiting it because what is a better homage to his childhood than going back to the very thing that caused the Catalyst event in his life in the first place? He denied himself the ability to be the painter he wanted to be when he was young, and he said awful things to his mother that he could never take back. 
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Revisiting something he tore to shreds would allow him the opportunity to have something substantial to look at, to say to himself, “I am no longer denying my creative process, and as I remake this painting that my mother loved, I want nothing more than to be able to feel that same liberating feeling I felt and tried to crush because I was too insecure to live my dream.” 
Even the event is him learning how to be a better partner who communicates with you. That's something he has to do in his good ending, and that's where this takes place. I want nothing more than for him to finally have some peace in his heart about what happened to his mother, and now that he's come full circle and learned that her sacrifice wasn't a sentiment he needed to take to heart as a lesson to never abandon people, even if those people hurt you. 
That wasn't why his mother sacrificed her life for him. She did that because she loved him and that was her only child. She was his mother and she loved him no matter what. The horrible words he said out of insecurity were never something she was upset about, she was saddened, more than anything.
She wanted her son to follow his dreams, even if one day he couldn't continue those dreams.
Much like how she had to stop her passionate career as a violinist because she wasn't sure how to continue playing after losing much of her hearing. But she still got to spend so many years of her life following her passion, and even if she couldn't continue it, she still had the chance to do it. She didn't want her son to snuff out his own passion well before he even tried. So, by revisiting that painting, doing it again, and putting back in what he's learned over the years, it's the opportunity of a lifetime to make peace with himself. 
He's living as himself and I think that's a nice way to tie in the childhood theme without actually having him be a child. It's not like we haven't had a photo of him as a child on the title screen before, actually, one of his last birthdays gave us a photo of him and his mother. 
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rayhsnobns · 9 months
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Its v :))
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