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seonghwasworld · 2 years
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Huijin #MOOD
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zhaozi · 5 months
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gento gento, 'di 'to basta-basta bingo bingo
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thickysoup · 2 years
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My Comfort Characters (MultiFandom) <3
Anime:
Izuku Midoriya (MHA)
Denki Kaminari (MHA)
Mina Ashido (MHA)
Giyu Tomioka (KNY)
Yuji Itadori (JJK)
Nobara Kugisaki (JJK)
Toge Inumaki (JJK)
Killua Zoldyck (HxH)
Froger Family (Spy x Family)
Yatora Yaguchi (Blue Period)
Rika Honjo (High Rise Invasion)
Rin Okumura (Blue Exorcist)
Webtoons:
Kim Dokja (ORV)
Lee Gilyoung (ORV)
Seong Taehoon (Viral Hit)
Seong Johan (Lookism)
Jay Hong (Lookism)
Mary Kim (Lookism)
Kouji (Lookism)
Dae (Eaternal Nocturnal)
Sejin Ju (Neon Revenge)
Suchan Jang (Jungle Juice)
Huijin Park (Jungle Juice)
Lee Junhyeong (Jungle Juice)
Yulai Tokarev (AntiSTALKER)
Jaha Lee (Return of the Mad Demon)
Kayden Break (Eleceed)
Jiyoung Yoo (Eleceed)
Amon (My Gently Raised Beast)
Hanho (Heavenly Roommates)
Soo Lee (Swimming Lessons for a Mermaid)
Lumine & Kody (LUMINE)
Chiko Dyer (Unlovable Replacement)
Kreyul Arroyal (Death: Rescheduled)
Zelan Lycas (Freaking Romance)
Movies/Shows:
Baymax (BH6)
Hiro Hamada (BH6)
Tadashi Hamada (BH6)
Onceler (The Lorax)
Bolt
Nick Wilde (Zootopia)
Vanellope Van Schweetz (Wreck-It-Ralph)
Megara (Hercules)
Chat Noir (Miraculous Ladybug)
Ice, Panda, & Grizzly Bear (We Bare Bears)
Nom Nom (We Bare Bears)
K-dramas:
Kim Hae-Il (The Fiery Priest)
Seo Sung-ah (The Fiery Priest)
Vincenzo Cassano (Vincenzo)
K (Bad & Crazy)
Hong Du-sik (Hometown Cha Cha Cha)
Seo In-guk (Shopaholic Louis)
Moo Hyul (Six Flying Dragons)
Ha Ram (Lovers of the Red Sky)
Honestly, at this point, this is a mashup of my comfort characters and characters that I simp for/fav characters ㅠㅠ I feel like I'm missing some characters but my brain is refusing to think, so that's all for now.
If you read through all of that, I love you <33
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indomitae-a · 3 months
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@volonata sent : "hey, dohwa. do you um... wanna go look at the christmas lights with me?" he's pointing out of the window towards the park. "they finished putting them up yesterday."
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she would have to be trying pretty damn hard to have missed the lights. if she couldn't see them, then she would have definitely heard with the clamor among the university students. " about damn time they finished. " she sat back in the cafeteria's seat, legs kicked up so that her boots rest on the table and her hands rest behind her head. she had already finished eating and was simply relaxing for a few minutes before she'd eventually return to her and huijin's room.
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dohwa stared up at him, bright blue eyes meeting with green. " is everyone else busy ? " she asks, her lips forming a straight line. she can't fathom why anyone would really go out of their way to ask her to join them -- well, aside from hyeseong .. but she never understood his thought process. it wasn't as if her and suchan weren't friends, however. " i've got nothing better to do. just let me finish my drink and we can go. "
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seventeevee · 3 years
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dakbees · 3 years
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dbhobi · 3 years
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bic doing his absolute best during the telepathy game
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ifellforix · 4 years
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• ( 𝙼𝙲𝙽𝙳 ) - 𝚜𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐
• 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚗𝚜 + 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚙𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜 & 𝚐𝚒𝚏𝚜
< 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎/𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚘𝚛 𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖. >
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jyuh · 4 years
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¬⃯✰ huijin — ᮫ psd icons ٪ 미술՚ ❍
♡ like or reblog if you use/save;
ask is open for requests!
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secret-code · 2 years
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》 MCND ⇌ 고양이춤(Cat Waltz) SPECIAL FILM ♡ 》 video highlights ♡
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pandoraablr · 5 years
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† SPÉCIAL HALLOWEEN †
Park Chan yeol ✘ EXO ─  Jeon Hui jin ; Heejin ✘ LOOΠΔ
Rappel formulaire : ➤  Nom(s) prénom(s) de la/des célébrités (max 2) : ici  ─ Créature(s) surnaturelle(s) souhaitée(s) (sorcière, vampire, elfe, démon, squelette.. que sais-je encore) : ici  ─ Texte/citation souhaitée (facultatif, vous pouvez aussi ne pas en vouloir) : ici  ─ Avatar(s) gif ? (oui/non) : ici.  ─ Style(s) souhaité (effrayant, mignon, sanglant etc..) : ici.
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chwehunji · 2 years
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     family members tag dump
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     ✧ .・゜゜hunji + seojoon      ✧ .・゜゜hunji + minjin      ✧ .・゜゜hunji + hana      ✧ .・゜゜hunji + haneul      ✧ .・゜゜hunji + hwanju      ✧ .・゜゜hunji + huijin      ✧ .・゜゜hunji + hayun      ✧ .・゜゜family
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#RUNONWEEK | February 10-16, 2021
[One week dedicated to everything we love about JTBC’s Run On, from our favorite characters to our favorite lines and quotes, and more. Following are suggestions for themes for each day, but feel free to gif, write, draw, picspam, music playlist-make, meta, and squee about anything you like!]
Day One: Emotional Support Character of Choice  [a favorite character; a character you identify with; a character you were happy to have on your screen every week and are sad to say goodbye to]
Day Two: Harold... [a canon LGTBQIA character; a character you headcanon as LGBTQIA; queer subtext]
Day Three: OTP [flirting, hand holding, teasing, gazing, kissing, pining—favorite romantic pairing]
Day Four: WOMEN!!! [oh mijoo, seo danah, yook jiwoo, ki eunbi, dong kyung, go yechan, park may, jeong huijin, choi taeri, yeom gangsun, bang baejeong, soobin, maid, female boxer—favorite relationship or interaction between women]
Day Five: It’s About the Hands [shoes & running, finish lines, hands, “a mistake”—favorite motif]
Day Six: Aaron Sorkin Horror Movie [favorite quote, line, or conversation]
Day Seven: Free Day [everything that can’t fit into a week—ost, favorite scene or shot, favorite outfits, favorite place/setting, etc.]
Please tag your posts with #runonweek so they are easier to find, admire, and reblog.
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lgchunji · 3 years
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✧ .・゜゜halloween party; be just fine
     hunji sat alone. the party happily bounced around him. spooky music played, trainees around him laughed, and there was not a moment of lull nor of peace to be found.      a table, in the corner, was empty, save for hunji. there were six or seven chairs all in a circle. he chose the chair most in the corner, closest to the wall, and hid in the shadows. the halloween music raged. despite being dressed in bright colors he could not get into the spirit of the evening.      why did i even come here? my costume doesn’t even make- i’m supposed to be with huijin- with hana- but i’m here! who the fuck even talked me into this stupid shit?      he thought he was making friends at legacy. miyoung had not yet found him, though. seojin, huh, he was across the world being a rock sensation. hunji imagined him already somewhere writing music for an american record label. and max- max was absolutely gone.      he’s probably off with his stupid fucking girlfriend- what a bitch- what the fuck is even wrong with her- stupid cu-      SMACK!      a sharp palm stung his cheek. his head was knocked back. he gasped. he sat up. he looked around- who did that?      his own tone had shook him. he held his hand up to his cheek. was it real?      did i really hit myself? did i imagine it?      the shock of the slap faded. it was unanswerable. a new, worrying palm redirected his point of view.      why- why am i. . . she’s only ever been nice to me. why did i- why did i say that why did i say that why do i think about her like that she’s only a girl if she heard me she’d cry- i’m not supposed to talk about girls like that i- i-. . . why was i so angry? i shouldn’t be so angry. . .
     sudden memories in his mind flashed.      miyoung told him her parents were fucked up- he was not the only disaster child there was.      mom was dead. mom was really dead. he could feel it. her light had been gone for so long.      jiyeon. she helped. she was so quiet. she was so gentle. when she touched him he would cry and cry and never stop- he could never stop if he wanted. she was so gentle. he felt such tenderness yet he spoke so cruelly-      when in his life had he ever wanted to try boxing? it was a terrifying thought. but, lately, he did not care. seojin took him boxing and he let himself go. hunji swallowed at the memory of the monster he had become. he had never hit anything so hard in his entire life. he had never let himself go so deeply- not even on stage.      how long have i been angry?      hunji could not remember an instant. he dug in his brain, scooping innards of himself out, yet found nothing. he found blank spots. he found mushed memories. they were not even memories, but, perhaps, large swaths of the earth spinning over time. there was no stop and no end. it was only himself. it was himself. it was not his mother. she was gone.      hunji slumped in his chair. he did not think of how his mother would call him to sit up. he did not think of how he should sit straight so he would not grow hunched over. he, all at once, did not care.      have i been this angry. . . for so long. . . is that why i hit max?      hunji winced at the thought.      he took a look around the party. it was as if he had paused everything to think, and then, when he was done, he pressed play, and the party lit once more.      his eyes scanned the room thoroughly. there was nothing different. there was nothing different at all. not one new candle. not one new guest. yet, hunji felt, his world was flipped upside down.      one year ago, he lost everything he had. he lost his mother. he thought he would die. he thought he ought to die. but, here he sat, alive, in a company grooming him for success, surrounded by people he could speak to.      he was alive.      he was okay.      he never thought he would be himself. he never thought he would have a chance to be so calm, and so peaceful, ever again.      dad was caring for the girls. hana chose to do the laundry. hunji was able to practice, to perform, without any worry of who would die and who would survive. everyone was just. . . okay.      his eyes loomed over the crowd. he wanted to see max. even if he saw yeseo with max, hunji thought, he would not mind. he would be jealous, a little, but nothing close to how he felt before. he blushed at the embarrassment of his previous words.      then, his eyes befell him.      max stood. he did nothing but stand, and joke with someone, yet, he captivated hunji. it was like he was seeing his soulmate for the first time.      he stood from his lonely chair. he pushed it in. he excused himself from the lonely bubble.      mom would love to see max now-. . . but she will not. she can’t. maybe that is okay. she has missed max before. . . what is one more event?      he walked towards him. he could see every hair, every thread, of his costume. hunji’s jaw dropped as he approached. could max be so ethereal? he deeply wanted to hold his friend. he wanted to kiss him then and there. he could not. it would be rude.      i wish mother could see him-. . . but she can not. . . and that will be just fine.
word count: 942 points: +8 lyric writing, +2 notoriety
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ryvxn · 2 years
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⠀ ⠀ ⠀ — #𝐫𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐦 ; personal inscription.
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝐯𝐚𝐫. 𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 , 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐠 , 𝐣𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐨𝐧 — 𝟏𝟖𝟗𝟑
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠. violence, war, blood, murder
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his desire for loyalty was naive. he had not understood that being loyal was not so tidy, being loyal meant being disloyal to everything else. his gesture proper, chest puffed out with pride and hands connected below his ridge. the adopted son of joseon's renowned scholar did not behave like a noble, he treated himself like a royal. the foreign and invisible caftan of dignity heavy on his shoulders, he showcased an award-worthy performance of pretending to care as he stood beside his sister, to talk to her — to persuade her to become a concubine to the one that blindly sold his country. the king of the crown, the nemesis of the crowd.
his sister, however, neither acknowledged him as a relative because he was adopted nor saw him as a worthful person to interact with — because he was anything but a human in her eyes. there was no point in listening to him. for the first time in her life she was determined to get what she had always wanted: she would be something other than herself.
“ they are sending concubines from everywhere, ” he spoke after he spent half an hour watching her train swordsmanship. as if what she did was nothing more than a spare-time hobby — as if he could always do better because he was a man. he thought it would make their time more useful to talk about her soon to arrive invitation instead of talking about their falling country.
“ if you're that interested in becoming in concubine, go there as my substitution. ” her answer came out sharp and had an intention to perform as the conversation ender. unfortunately, the other did not have sense and instead, decided to walk in front of her. an unnerving smirk at the corner of his lips and a loathsome venom over his coal coloured eyes.
“ ko huijin, ” he called her name walking even closer to disturb her personal space. he smelt like sweat and shame and cigarette smoke. “ i will start to think you're refusing to be the king's woman because you're interested in me. ”
after all, the male ego was a horrible thing. she was not even surprised to see him so full of himself with the vain thought of her having any kind of feelings towards him. he spoke as if he was not aware, the only reason she bore with his existence was her father. — she knew he was aware of it very well. it was the very reason he hesitated to approach her. today, however, he seemed to borrow the confidence of someone else that was too big on him. the way his hand reached to her cheek proved that.
“ or should i ask, what would you do if i'm interested in you? even more, love you? ”
what she wrote in her life had no beginning: it was a continuation. she was neither naive enough to believe in fabricated lies nor young enough to chase after love. she was born as a fragile daughter of a scholar but ever since the pieces of her previous life filled her mind, huijin knew she was born twice. once for her flesh and second time for her soul. she heard enough of lies. her lips were kissed by death and her skin was caressed by the flames of the inferno. for someone who obtained the will-o-the-wisp, what could a mere mortal's love offer? he would just use his excuse for himself to stop her — because he would think loving someone would give him a right to become a useless stone under her feet.
what would she do? huijin's gaze looked far away from his shoulder and there she caught the terrified eyes of her father. he seemed to hear the other's words, which only gave her enough reason to hurdle that problem. — and so, she closed her eyes, took a deep breath. a breath that carried the scent of death along with it. then, she raised her sword and did not miss a second to run it through the flesh of the other. the sharp edge created a deep cut on his neck and his eyes widened as his tremulous hands reached for his sheared skin.
what would she do? he asked and so she gave him an answer, satisfied orbs staring at him.
“ this. ”
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the english words she first learned were: gun, glory and sad ending. it was a couple of months after the incident that huijin left the luxury of nobleness behind and joined a small group of independence warriors.
for someone who grew up in silla palace, joseon's capital was the ironic mirror image of what her life could be. born for the second time in a place she least expected and with a new name, ko huijin, she was not a daughter of a monarch but instead, she was the child of a respected scholar. surrounded by people that actually loved and respected her, she did not hesitate to hold a gun when the japanese army stepped into the territory of joseon. determined to fight for independence, she even dared to forget about her curse. guns, swords, bitter taste of soil. unlike her first life, huijin fought not for her reign but for the sake of her beloved people — people she would do anything to protect.
“ the journalists from america are here. ” huijin heard some of their comrades whisper among themselves. she knew they were tremulous and felt disquiet but also found a piece of hope that the world was going to hear about their war. once they looked at her, she nodded her head to acknowledge their claims before she attempted to leave for training. however, the next comment she heard made her pause on her track.
“ three of them arrived at the mountain this evening. ”
no. she thought, there were only two of them.
as the older seniors were occupied with their interviews, huijin decided to check around herself. the small gun they stole from the american army in her hand, her dagger tied around her thigh, she slowly walked around the mountain forest that smelt gunpowder and iron. feet carefully pressing over the soil, she spent the night awake and wandered into the deeper side of the forest minutes before the sunrise.
“ domi? ” the familiar-looking silhouette almost caused her to put the gun down. “ what are you doing here — ” alone. she was about to ask when a phantom of stranger fell under her sight. his lips locked on the other's neck — his eyes painted in the brightest colour of blood and his teeth sharp enough to cut the flesh. “ what? — who are you? ”
huijin could guess who the other one was, she remembered hearing about them in her previous life. part of the tale whispered from wiseling lips to curious ears. nightwalkers. the beasts of the night that subsisted through the blood of the living.
“ stay away from her, ” was perhaps not the best way to transmit her wrath. as the other soon dropped the almost dead body of domi to the side, wiped the blood at the corner of his lips and then started to walk towards her.
huijin did not hesitate to pull the trigger, her aim accurate and harmful. however, the sight in front of her was more than enough for her to notice bullets did not easily stop blood-sucking beasts. eyes wide due to fear, she had to think fast and that was what she did. even if she could not fully stop the other, she would not simply give up. that was why, huijin just kept her gun aimed at the same place and pulled the trigger until she was out of the bullets.
she turned on her heels to run, to warn others and to get weapons but the night walker stopped her by jumping on her flesh. she fought against it by kicking the other but the vampire easily tore her flesh, as if she was just a semblance of existence and nothing else. and maybe, she really was.
“ let me go, ” she complained, her voice adorned with exhaustion and flare. her body irked when she caught the sight of fangs yet she still managed to reach for the dagger before cutting the vampires mouth, from one side to another.
the colour shade in the eyes of the other was a clear sign that if huijin was not in trouble before, she definitely was at the very moment. — and it was not her alone. it seemed like the group heard the sound of the gun. she heard them calling her name desperately, looking for any sign that asked for help. and she tried to raise her voice, to tell them to run away because a nightwalker entered their territory. however, before she could do so, the beam of rising sun tore the veil of darkness and fell on her despite the shadows of the forest trees. — and like that, the intruder disappeared.
“ huijin! huijin what happened? ”
a forest was a living thing like a human body…each part dependent on all the other parts. the forest was them, it was within them and it led the group to find her, covered in her blood and her leg broken. there was also a deep cut on her cheek, which left the elders in a torturous regret. them finding the dead body of domi did not ease their pain as well.
“ what happened here? who attacked you? ”
huijin did not answer. she did not know if they would believe her or even if they did, would that change anything? she sighed deeply, coming to one conclusion only. if there was no way to defeat that enemy for now, she had to concur with them.
“ i don't know, i didn't see the attacker. ”
and so, she drank the silence of god from a spring in the woods.
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Trying to get back into doing fan art
Here's Huijin from the webtoon Jungle Juice
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