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too many movies have been ruined by not casting ugly people

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invisible ink

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hjyj ♀

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Chapter 154 they cut this out in the webtoon I cannot believe

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Blood in the Honey pt.1 (JinJae, Vampire AU)

Premise: Han Yoojin, a vampire hunter, sneaks into an event hosted by the infamous vampire Sung Hyunjae, where he plans to kill him.

Includes: vampires, crossdressing, cursing & inappropriate language, self-deprecation

WC: 1062 words

Note: Sung Hyunjae doesn't appear yet.

A fierce spirit of stubbornness armored Han Yoojin’s heart as he draped himself in the silk finery of a blood whore.

Yoo Eunhye, the vampiric maid who arrived to dress him, stood on the other side of the bathroom door, patient despite his aggressive insistence that he could put on his own damn clothes just fine. She battled him on the matter initially, far more than Yoojin had expected her to, but he won that fight and now stood in the mirror mourning the death of his masculine image.

The getup looked flattering on him, and, even as he frowned at himself, Yoojin couldn’t help but smooth his hands down the form-fitting silk dress; the cowl neckline—delicate folds of loose fabric bunching over his chest—presented the illusion of a larger bust than Yoojin had, and, along both of his sides, high slits exposed his thighs and stopped just before they could encroach upon the most emasculating part of the whole outfit. The panties. The beautifully crafted lace panties that made Yoojin’s hands shake with rage and embarrassment when he slipped them over his legs. And, of course, the final cherry on top, a matching garter belt and fishnet stockings. He felt like a very ugly exotic dancer.

When Yoo Myeongwoo, his closest vampire friend, had suggested he disguise himself for this particular mission, Han Yoojin had been excited. Who wouldn’t want to sneak around like a top-secret spy in a crazy awesome disguise before killing their target? But this…this was…

“Sir Han Yoojin,” the maid said with a knock, her tone gentle and professional. “Have you finished dressing?”

“Yes, I have,” he bit out. Yoojin hoped he sounded less bitter than he felt.

Eunhye opened the door and rushed in with a makeup bag in one hand and a small jewelry box in the other. She passed the jewelry box to Yoojin, and he slowly uncovered the lid with wary eyes that quickly grew big and admiring; he reached in and pulled out the prettiest, most sparkly set of diamond earrings he’d ever laid eyes upon, more opulent than anything he remembered seeing in his own mother’s jewelry drawer. A cold flash of discomfort washed over him, and he placed the jewelry back inside the box with the careful precision of a surgeon during open heart surgery, terrified at the prospect of dropping and shattering them to pieces. Even a plebian like himself could tell those earrings must be worth hundreds, if not thousands, and he wasn’t one to break what he couldn’t buy. How the hell does Myeongwoo afford this shit?

“I—I don’t think I can…” Yoojin started, tripping over his words. “Could you put the earrings on me?”

“Certainly, sir,” Eunhye replied. The vampire maid quickly got to work: she dolled him up in black eyeliner and mascara, a glossy red lip stain, and a light dusting of pink blush on both cheeks before replacing his simple studs with the diamond earrings. Yoojin refused to look himself in the mirror at that point, trusting that Eunhye wouldn’t make him look too much worse than he already did.

Eunhye checked his makeup and attire with a critical eye, arms crossed over her chest, before seeming to remember something she had forgotten. She dragged him out of the en suite bathroom and into the guest bedroom, over to the massive queen bed in the center of the room where a black collar sat innocently on top of the blue duvet. A collar.

“Do I have to wear this?” Yoojin asked, voice cracking over the words.

Eunhye nodded with a sympathetic smile on her face. “Yes, Sir Han Yoojin. You must wear a bite collar if you wish to play the part properly. It’s required etiquette for unmarked blood donors at any kind of vampiric social event, otherwise a master runs the risk of losing them to another vampire who wishes to stake a claim. In your case, it serves the purpose of keeping you personally safe from unwanted vampire bites rather than maintaining Master Yoo Myeongwoo’s ownership.”

“Right…” He murmured, a piece of his soul dying as Eunhye helped him fasten the leather bite collar over his neck. It was surprisingly comfortable, hugging his skin close but hardly choking him, at least not in any kind of physical sense, which he hadn’t expected.

Yoojin steeled himself and walked over to the full body mirror in the corner of the bedroom, staring into the eyes of a stranger who wore his face. Extremely indecent clothing that exposed more of his body than any person other than himself had seen in the past five years, makeup that managed to wrangle his plain face into something artful, the expensive diamond earrings and damnable bite collar, and, to piece everything together, he stepped into a pair of boots with—luckily for him—fairly low, blocky heels. He truly looked like a proper blood whore. Itching with the desire to splash water on his face and abandon the whole ordeal, Yoojin breathed in once, twice, three times, before compartmentalizing and turning away from the mirror.

I have a target I need to kill. No time for self-consciousness.

He looked to Eunhye and said, more confident than he really felt, “I’m going to begin my prepwork. I don’t want to accidentally injure you, so please wait for me outside.”

Eunhye bowed politely and sped out of the bedroom, taking his warning to heart.

Almost immediately, Yoojin outstretched both his hands to the ceiling, sparks of witch magic flashing on the tips of his fingers. The sequence of chants for his pre-hunt ritual was long and somewhat tedious, but the words had become second nature to him and flowed from his tongue easily. Today, he spoke his chants with more passion than he typically did, the humiliation and bitterness that had been simmering under his skin bubbling to the surface of his casting.

Running through all of the chants took upwards of an hour, and when he’d finally completed his pre-hunt ritual, the room thickened with the smell of wind before a thunderstorm and grew tense with static, which pulled strands of his hair toward the ceiling that he had to brush back down. Yoojin rolled his shoulders and cracked his back, his sense of comfort and confidence sliding back into place, though his manly pride was still bleeding out on the side of the road.

Time to get to work and hunt a vampire.

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These are old, half-assed sketches, but I wanted to finally post something so I hope you enjoy:)

Probably will post some more, but hopefully I'll start drawing again so I'll have something new.

Also first post? 🙂

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a bunch of pre regression hjyj to celebrate my prison escape (my shadowban was lifted) 🧚✨

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Sung Hyunjae & Self. God, Human.

i find it very interesting that sung hyunjae has such a strong Self - something that is shown even in the beginning with small details like how picky he can be with most things (to the point of seeming fussy despite his composed image). a dichotomy for someone who has been denied autonomy of existence- denied a Self- in the first place.

with all of his hundreds of overlapping existences, he still retained the identity of "sung hyunjae, seseong guild leader"- even at the point he lost his memories, even when he was being reset at a cosmic level- he desperately clung to retain his sense of self.

the ego is so important to his character, despite- in spite of the crescent moon's plans of taking it away altogether. she made the contract with that purpose in the first place. but it is a bit cruel and ironic that the end goal was to strip him of his ego and make him into a perfect being to replace the Source, but in the process she gave him such a strong existence, persistent identity, a stubborn sense of Self.

as all things do, this brought me to hyunjae & yoojin.

we see it first with sigma- when yoojin acknowledged his existence and freed him from the dungeon- hence creating a separate entity with his own unique existence.

it is yoojin, who sees sung hyunjae as a human first underneath all of his semi-godlike glory. who finds the fact that he can't open a convenience store kimbap endearing. who acknowledges every sung hyunjae to have ever existed in all of his lifetimes as not just sung hyunjae of the first world or sung hyunjae of the second world- but as a real, unique person.

sung hyunjae of the world with many lakes. sung hyunjae of the world with two suns. sung hyunjae who likes to knit and has a complex about his baby face. sung hyunjae who picks the crust off of his bread, who likes to keep an odd assortment of trinkets in his inventory. sung hyunjae who enjoys fishing, who eats his shrimp tails, who likes to cook for people.

sung hyunjae- who, despite going through every day in the excruciatingly painful boredom of a repeated existence, still loves people and their mundane lives, still cares for children, still looks after people who depend on him, still still still. it is all sung hyunjae.

yes, he has clear parallels to crescent moon- he was molded after her image of a perfect Source, after all. it would seem that like her, he can care for everyone equally and just that, no more and no less. a suffocating, helpless experience for the recipient. he's so much like her, so no wonder he was the one chosen by her.

but in reality he became so much more than that. a unique existence as the little moon- but quite unlike the crescent moon.

sung hyunjae is capable of anger, of loss, of sympathy, and of frustration- a myriad of conflicting human emotions.

he has a wish to stay for every birthday, a wish to stay for every funeral.

and in the process of turning him into a God, he was made more human than ever.

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my portion of a fast shared drawing canvas because my brain is still COOKED by the scenario of today’s sctir chapter. Two yoojins, pantless, with beautiful men kneeling in front of them inspecting their legs. WHAT is going on.

I thought the note about his cardigan (a shj gift of course) being long enough was cute, until I realized HE’S STILL SUPPOSED TO BE IN HIS CHINESE OUTFIT?? SO WITHOUT PANTS HE’S JUST IN A CUTE LIL DRESS?? okay geunso just kill me

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Hjyj😋

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adapted a tiny scene from the novel ψ(｀∇´)ψ

also an unrelated shitpost

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The word you are looking for is an ensemble cast. You like the ensemble cast. Not found family.

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this happens like every two days