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roxanna fansketch... watercolor + ink

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(LADS- Rafayel, Sylus) Two Worlds in Abyss pt 3

Trigger warning: self harm please read with caution.

pt1: https://www.tumblr.com/mystwri18/786683829527199744/two-worlds-in-abyss?source=share

pt2: https://www.tumblr.com/mystwri18/786769388202295296/lads-rafayel-sylus-two-worlds-in-abyss-pt-2?source=share

Inspiration of this story: https://x.com/enaLR43/status/1934259579887702380

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sylus: yeah, painful as it is. that's how it is.

Lera: wanna bet? sylus:?

Lera: those two would make everyone suffer

sylus: lets see when we get back

Sylus smirked while cross arms watching his archnemesis trying to make a sea god reconsider denying his attempt of death.

Lera: do you think we could? aren't we cursed enough?

Sylus:… getting second thoughts, i see...

Sylus: If I learned one thing… a soul will always find its other half regardless of what fate decides.

Rafayel pushes the blade, increasing its force before plunging a direct hit on the chest.

Lera screams for his name once more, kneeling to the ocean's surface as her grip tighten to the edges of her skirt. Winds gradually increases its speed as trees started to drift. The skies darken into thick black with flashes of light fought in between clouds.

While Sylvine watch the man silently as his flames stops mid-air, the tip blade only created a drip of blood on his scroll-ornamented chest.

Rafayel: I can't.

Sylvine: …

Rafayel: would my life replace hers? A lost soul cannot come back with an intention of losing mine.

His entire body collapse on the ground, knees first landed before dropping the claymore. His hand clutches the blood dripping on his chest.

Rafayel: a heart sacrificed to me…shouldn't be thrown away.

His audience cannot fill the void of silence of the entire shoreline. Rafayel's screams of vengeance are enough to fill their ears.

Lightning surges from above and showers the entire land mass. The water created waves that Sylus has to fly Lera by the waist to avoid the water rise.

Sylvine: are you going to kill the humans?

Rafayel: Lemurians…Humans…Castellans…do they still matter? They're all the same

His dead eyes were illuminating into luminescent ice-blue, ears has spike pricks at the ends with scales emerging from his skin. With one hand movement, the sand coast was swept through the water. Sylvine revealed her wings by instinct and took the air.

Rafayel: I promised…anyone who tortured my bride ought to suffer.

his haunted, lopsided smile flashed on his face, his teeth show as his smile crept his way up while his eyes screams a darkened void,

"die."

with a lift of a hand, tsunamis formed and almost swallowed Sylvine. She flips her blade and slice through the waters, she glared at Rafayel.

Sylvine: I'm not your enemy!

But Rafayel, no longer in his usual sanity called on the heavens when the lightning strikes his hand, he captured it bare. Fire broke off on his hands, but it slowly forms into an obsidian trident with neon gems glowing. He impaled the end of the trident to the ground until most land mass grumbles the entire earth. His voice boomed the negative spaces, as if he became thunder himself.

Earthquakes crumbles the cliffs and debris fell on top of the submerged Romirro, Lemurians swam against the currents to avoid the ruins. Human screams from the town became distant as they race through the mountains, only to meet the soil and rock erosion from above.

A storm at sea could drown each and every sailing ship, throw any creatures close to bay. Each wave swallows one another, forming higher currents.

The sea is in complete murky black, cities in land in embers at each lightning strike, smoke rises and piled along the clouds.

No one is excused for his anger.

Slyvine: If you keep doing this, what would you think she would say?!

Rafayel:...

Rafayel: you were asking me to die earlier. Does your heart changed?

Sylvine: no...but was it enough? Will it be enough to forget?

Sylvine: trust me, you will kill everyone. I won't be the one to bring injustice to your actions... but a half-soul will always be half.

Rafayel didn't answer. He stopped moving, but he only stares at the glowing eyes darting at him.

Meanwhile Lera and Sylus could only watch in a distance, not allowed to interfere as their spirits were already dispersed into the universe without a body.

how to stop a god's wrath?

Even Sylus himself wouldn't dare, as his own version is in the same measurement as Rafayels.

Rafayel finally sighed. With a flick of his finger the trident was lifted and went back to his hand. He raise it up in the air and speak in clashes of thunder:

Rafayel: in this island, from this day onwards…the one who retrieves my seal will receive my wrath.

Rafayel: I curse thee, for another tome of the sea god will once more be rewritten:

from below the raging tides, a god born from flame will find his bride soar through the air, soil, desert, underwaters let thy limbs be cursed, walk and falter

a love that was bound to die unravel me in between the ocean depths where my vengeance hidden and lie retrieve my remnants 'til nothing left

until thee who broke the shackles came to life Tis sea god's heart will find his wife.

Rafayel: Let no being would be able to soothe my vengeance except whose soul bonded with the god himself.

I, Rafayel has spoken.

Hurricanes from the ocean started to whirl, rain starts to fall. Rafayel shoots his trident to the center of the hurricane he created. then everything stops. From the turbulent skies to the depths of waters…every rumbling movements stood still.

The three watch Rafayel's lumiscence slowly turns dim. He once opens his eyes and look at the terrified winged woman infront of him. His stares were empty, close to death, as if his curse carried his entire self. From the moment he bestow his own curse for the next sea god, he knows he already sacrificed his own heart for his own sanity.

Rafayel: your people are safe. I am sure some died, but--

Sylvine: It's fine. I'm nobody else's knight.

Rafayel stood still. He sighed, heart dead, mind blank. "I see."

From above, Sylus opens a new portal for him to enter.

Sylus: Lera, let's go?

Lera: What?

Sylus: Staying here would not change what happened. Do you understand what he did?

Lera: …I freed him, but he chose…to imprison himself. why?

Sylus:…maybe his shackles was not you, the tome, or his self-made curse itself.

Lera turns to meet his eyes in glowing red. He assisted her in the portal, but as the portal closes he continues, "when you broke everything, and he's still insisting…

Sylus: what if…choosing to love you is?

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ps. for clarification,

this phrase: "Rafayel: in this island, from this day onwards…the one who retrieves my seal will receive my wrath." = is inspired by rafayel in the main story :)

was the "wife" on purpose or for rhyme purposes? = yes, it's intended to be called wife, and not bride; No, it's not for rhyme purposes <3

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thank you so much for the person who draw the fanart at twitter <3 and the person who suggested to create a story

(idk if they have tumblr account... but it's this person ---> https://x.com/4Meikurai4 )

They inspired me a lot. this has been a fun experience for me ^-^

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zayne digital sketch attempt

love and deepspace by infold

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(LADS- Rafayel, Sylus) Two Worlds in Abyss pt 2

Trigger warning: self harm, please read with caution

Inspiration of this story: https://x.com/enaLR43/status/1934259579887702380

pt 1: https://www.tumblr.com/mystwri18/786683829527199744/lads-rafayel-sylus-two-worlds-in-abyss-pt-1?source=share

pt 3: https://www.tumblr.com/mystwri18/786867570424872960/lads-rafayel-sylus-two-worlds-in-abyss-pt-3?source=share

Sylvine: I won't stop you.

words rang throughout the ocean's surface. A figure as translucent as vast waters watch over her groom's darkened moments.

She saw everything, from the submerge of Romirro, how Rafayel tries to use his dagger against him, and now…he was offered a chance to eradicate himself. Her footsteps can never depart from the waters, she became the water herself. Her eyes was as serene as siren, dress flows freely through the waves, becoming the deity that no longer seen or existed.

The fate she can never decline as the tome of the sea god has decided it for her. A cursed twisted fate that pierces her heart multiple times by gazing at his cries.

and yet a woman dressed in blood offered another form of opportunity that would put her sacrifice into shame.

For her life's sacrifice was done by a devote follower, in her true purest form of worship. A life in exchange of her beloved's strength and Lemuria's glorious return. Her legacy will never be known by her people, but only the god's heart himself.

unless if Rafayel kill himself today, his fate rewritten…and her life offered will be nothing but a rejected and harbored offering of a foolish priestess, who never understood a lemurian's love.

Sylvine: if that dagger was used for as something as powerful that could never break eternity, use something that is equal…Mine bears the curse of the mountains, the destruction of cities, death of the underworld.

Rafayel: for who are thou to offer such death? any human's weapon cannot break a bond.

Sylvine: mine broke a soul.

Rafayel:…

Sylvine: my fate was never based on bonds that you whole heartedly treasure, for that claymore knows no bounds designed to annihilate than revive. If your dagger won't suffice, use mine.

Sylvine: I am in no position to provide you my judgement. A strange being such as yourself…your soul is enough for me to notice.

Rafayel: what are thee? a grim reaper who could see me through?

Sylvine's grin widened. "When someone sacrificed himself for me…I became one. His eyes, wings, and soul…are the other half of my being."

Floating with the currents the last remaining audience never dared to get closer. She could only shed her tears from this moment forward.

"do you think he would intentionally do it?"

a shadowed figure roams beyond the skies in his majestic wings. The sea god's bride gaze upon the figure with embossed metallic armor and a pair of wings that could make the waters shake with one flap. His eyes glowed in strange luminescent red as he flies to her side.

Lera: you are?

Sylus: the dragon of Tartarus…but that woman there calls me Sylus.

Lera: I'm Lera…nice to meet you

Sylus: likewise.

the winds' steady movement steadies them both. No living being could ever see them. It was as if time and space was broken and never allowed them to interfere. A ghost but the bodies are materialized into solid, a half-spiritual beings.

Lera: If he end his life… the oceans will mourn.

Sylus: I know he would…end himself.

Lera: Do you think I would allow it?!

She glares at the dragon, her teeth grits while tears pours out. "I would never want him to do that! I'd rather lose mine!"

Sylus: would he think that way?

Lera stops. She watch her beloved accepts the claymore given to him, and magically maneuvers its handle in full rotation with the edge points to his chest. Lera shouts for his name but no one along the coastline could hear her shouting voice, even the sea cannot accept her tears.

Lera: Sylus, how to stop this nonsense? Lera: I…obeyed what the fate said. I wanted to save him.

Her eyes are glistening, with tiny pearl-like beads that blurs her vision. The attempt of her beloved is enough to bear weight in her, pierce her chest the second time. If wounds are added with salt…twice the agony she bears.

Sylus: he said its a bond…he sees it that way. A life you gave was seen as your betrayal than devotion.

Sylus: He's like 'her'... the moment I told her to push the sword for my death. When your desire attempts to save, but their loss was grave enough to lose their souls.

Lera meets the dragon's eyes. Serene but stern. His nonchalance only comforted her as if he himself knows her heart ached for.

Lera: did we made the right choice?

sylus: choice… do you think humanity & fate gave us that?

Lera: … sylus: yeah, painful as it is. that's how it is.

to be continued... pt 3 (https://www.tumblr.com/mystwri18/786867570424872960/lads-rafayel-sylus-two-worlds-in-abyss-pt-3?source=share)

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(LADS- Rafayel, sylus) Two worlds in Abyss pt 1

Trigger warning: self harm please read with caution. Inspiration of this story: https://x.com/enaLR43/status/1934259579887702380

pt2: https://www.tumblr.com/mystwri18/786769388202295296/lads-rafayel-sylus-two-worlds-in-abyss-pt-2?source=share

pt 3: https://www.tumblr.com/mystwri18/786867570424872960/lads-rafayel-sylus-two-worlds-in-abyss-pt-3?source=share

From the fiery depths of hell, Sylvia closes the portal of Tartarus by digging her sharpest blade onto the ground. The thick clouds of smoke and ember disperse as the vortex rapidly closes. It's sunset. The glorious rays of the golden sun showers to the datura garden of her dreams. Each scent spreads across the mountain winds, it envelops her skin as if hugging her body tight. Each flower greeted her in full bloom, as if they waited for her arrival.

No one would know that there's such place in Tartarus could bear a floral bed as delicate as this. Despite of her world is in shackles, this is her only home…but its owner is no longer there…and the dead was only replaced with such beauty her heart pierced by remembering a distant dream.

She inhaled as deep as she could hold then sat down. Her eyes locked at the crimson of dried mark tainted her dress…and the sharpest edge of her sword.

It wasn't hers…but it seems like death already made her soul not to even care.

Today's the first year--no, it's the second, Sylvia couldn't recall what date anymore, as if time stops after it even started.

Sylvine: Sylus…how dare you betray me. I cannot accept this fate! Sylvine: You won't die on me! I will curse you!

Sylus: …

he watch her in the most warmth his eyes could bear to give. A warmth that any dragon would find hard to wield, but enough to make her heart swell. A memory now imprinted in both mind and soul…

and half of her soul is fading away.

Sylvine: YOU CANNOT DIE! I WON'T ALLOW IT! Sylus: you must push through. Sylvine: and what? watch you fade away?!

and Sylus kissed her forehead. The last warmth of his planted to her being before his remains turns into dust and filled the entire mountain. Flowers blooms when she wakes up and dragon features merged with her body.

With a depleted soul like hers, she could never bring herself back like before. And now people hated her existence as the new monster than the majestic knight that killed the dragon.

As she sat, another view from below altitude captures a different view. A sea as vast from the horizon, gleaming like sapphires, slowly swallows a glamorous city. With intrigue curiosity, scales formed on her body, wings with a span that could hold an entire civilization grows at her back. Her form changes as well, nose getting longer into a reptile being, eyes are as sharper and in blood red. She flew from the top with grace then descends close to the shoreline.

From there she watches the ocean engulfed each human being. Most of them screamed that her heightened senses couldn't bear, some sees her and screamed:

THE OCEAN HAS BETRAYED US!

A MONSTER IS ABOUT TO ATTACK!

RUN! WHERE'S THE SEA GOD'S BRIDE WHEN WE NEEDED HER?!

But her unfazed gaze only watch them drink all seawater until all their lungs were filled. Her heart is nowhere available to listen to anyone, especially when its holder is already a year gone from her grasp.

Sylvine: Sea god's bride? Whoever she is must've been so negligent…

But the unusual calmness of the sea comforted her heartbeat, but its hues are in deepest shades of gray, as if its mourning someone else. The blue sky greeted her once more, as if it was the first loveliest sunset at the shoreline.

As the highest spire of the city submerged, only one figure remains: a purple colored being gazing at the skies with a sharp dagger at hand.

Rafayel: the city still hated her after saving them. pathetic.

Rafayel: since when did you notice my suffering? since when i didn't? what is my godliness' purpose if I can't even know the heart of my own follower?

Rafayel: One with the ocean? your betrayal was never accepted! I COULD NEVER ACCEPT IT! How could I--

Sylvine watch him scream, cry, and mourn at the water surface. Her memory of herself was not different from his, that made strings of her heart felt a bit validated, comforted. as if she found her kin that understood her loss without him knowing.

Rafayel: how much valuable was my eternity if it means of losing the follower I dedicated the sea with?

Rafayel: How could I…accept my bride's betrayal?

The man swam towards the shoreline, his fins are glowing brightly against the sunset. A blade on one hand while the other touched his fins and turns it into two limbs.

Sylvine descends and went back to her original form. As she tries to approach him, the man pointed the blade to his own chest. Her body stopped when the edge pierced within, multiple times as he pleased…but no blood came out of it.

Rafayel: why did you return the gift I gave? How could you?

Rafayel: my heart, my entirety…all of it. You betrayed me.

Rafayel: You returned my heart, but how dare you took everything from me?

one? two? eight? she cannot count all of it anymore. Pain doesn't seem like to go to him, as if the blade was never made to shed a blood for its owner.

Rafayel: I curse thee… the moment we meet, you can never depart from me--hah even those words I can't bear to bestow.

Sylvine: for a person who decided death to come…how much pain does this man got?

She sighed then reach out for her own sword. "use mine."

The man flinched and saw her, he wipes his own tears then white sparkly rounded pearls fell to the ground.

Sylvine: I won't stop you.

to be continued... (https://www.tumblr.com/mystwri18/786769388202295296/lads-rafayel-sylus-two-worlds-in-abyss-pt-2?source=share)

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oshinoko ai's eyes... colorpencil

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caleb watercolor+ watercolor pencil sketch

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Unrequited Love (Yoosung x reader) pt5

(tw:. noncanon , unintentional mischaracterization. i wrote this years ago, but just have the confidence now to share it. i apologize for mischaracterization of the characters.)

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"She exceeded my expectations." he looks at you painfully with a small smile. "If I could experience the concept of rebirth, I wished to be close to her even more."

Truth strikes you like a bolt of lightning. The pain inside of you is slowly eating your insides. You breaths are deeper that you feel you chest tightens.

Still you managed to keep in cool and calm expression.

Silence covered the both of you. You wanted to know her name but you know Yoosung won't say it. The only clues to find who he likes are his everyday descriptions about her:

Beautiful, kind, charitable, warm, bright, smart, loving, caring, sweet, soft--where you cannot even expect such person exist.

But then your moment of silence was broke by a phone call. Yoosung alarmingly clutches the pockets of his pants to find the ringing phone.

He slowly dug into his pocket then showed a yellow flip phone with a little star keychain attached to it. He apologetically smiled for the inconvenience where you only nod at him.

You stared at him for a long time. You already memorized his face: from his cute pouts , sadness, angry, even his most brightest smile.

But now, your eyes transfixed to his direction, in awe and amusement.

Yoosung smiled from ear to ear, eyes glinting with extreme excitement, his voice is still formal but much livelier than before; however, it has a tinge of sadness. He looks at you and excuses himself to leave.

"Alright, I'm going to the event, Rika!"

You watch him walk until he was no longer in your vision. It was his cousin, you once went to the charity party with him, and you saw how this 'Rika' person is as cheery and good like an angel.

You also know she is his cousin.

But was it really her that is his type? no, she wasn't...you are sure that he doesn't. He only respected her.

you swallowed hard when you remembered that there is this 'other' person he was talking about before.

"areum...." you whispered and sighed.

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Yoosung shifted his view back to the venue. He saw you in the midst of the crowd, eyes beaming with a smile while talking to a mint haired person while holding a vibrant flowery photo on hand.

"do you know her? she was asking for you earlier." Rika leans on the barricade railing, placing her elbows on top. "You really worked hard to put in more guests for our event."

"she's a friend." he smiled. "I'm lucky she agreed to go here. I must thank her later."

"are we sure she's just a friend?" rika pats his back then pushes him. "so modest... i know she's one of your fan girls at school."

"h-h-hey! that's not it! I swear!" his cheeks went hot then his feet kicks the terrace railing then stomps on the white tiled floor.

"you're so easy to read." rika giggled then ruffles his hair. "you always use that 'i liked someone' excuse to reject everyone."

yoosung frowned."y....you know that?"

"you're so cute yoosung!" rika claps hard that its noise made some guests look at them talking. "but i wish you find someone you could confide in."

"i have you! I have the RFA! I have my parents....wasn't that enough?" he burst out air from his lungs then heave a breath. Words were already thrown away but it made a deep scar within the chest. he could no longer take his words back.

a wall was established...but no one knows it was already there years ago.

"...." rika opens her mouth, but refuse to say more. Without giving any response, she watches him in silence as he went back in. He was greeted with Seven's open arms while attempting to kiss his cheeks.

yeah....the RFA.... wasn't that enough? rika sighs as she looks at the brightest shooting star that quickly falls into the abyssal night sky.

it should be enough....i believe...it should

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i never thought it was long T-T.

but to reduce confusion.... a bit of explanation XD:

inspiration: yoosung's statements that many girls like him during highschool.

the reader (you) is one of yoosung's highschool classmates that got rejected, so yeah she's not mc but a random npc that liked Yoosung's charismatic-friendly personality & was amazed with his achievements.

2. Areum, which i made it seems to be his classmate ever since childhood was stated as yoosung's 1st love in the game.

( i know it might be puppy love....but the fact that he could still recall such person, he might cling on to it ...a bit XD)

3. the time took place before yoosung met mysme mc, Jaehee was a new recruit, rika and V are still the RFA heads, 707 is a bit aloof & forceful (not seeing them often and was studying at USA) and goes to extreme and tries hard to connect with everyone.

4. who is yoosung's love interest here? it's mysme mc...and mc is not here yet XD.

100% it is mc. i use yoosung's explanation that rika is someone who is his role model, areum is his crush, the reader npc here is his friend & classmate.

i believed that yoosung has many chances to have a gf in highschool, but as he implies in game, his priority is his studies and the rfa.

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Forgotten Runway (LADS NPC- Liam)

A: hi :) a trial test writing after years of not writing stories, also cuz my brain is pestering me for months nonstop to write, lol...

(further updates are undetermined due to my conflicted schedules. I apologize in advance T_T)

note:

this is heavily inspired by World Underneath of Love and Deepspace (Sketches Vol 13) , Love and deepspace is a game made by infold.

2. English is not my first language so I apologize for errors in writing.

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"mommy! mommy!" I look at my children calling my name, both tiny shrieks mixed with giggles filled my ears. When you're in a small room unit, they were considered as a neighborhood distraction, but a wide public park is enough to overlap with other sounds.

I wave my raised hand while watching them skipped and run. A girl and a boy, wearing blue pants, white t-shirts and suspenders. They wear almost the same as if one would think they're twins.

But no, my son just wants to copy his sister's style. I never questioned why he wants to follow his sister all the time, but he did look up to her as if she's always been the mature one.

The only thing that my heart aches is how I enjoy the scenery. It's sentimental, nostalgic. A summer afternoon, while I sit under a tree. It's blissful as if I could recall my own childhood interlacing with the present moment.

Where in fact, Skyhaven is not the most safest place on earth, but parts of it could be called paradise. Nothing's grand about the air traffic, people noise, or even how hotter it is compared to Linkon as it is closer to the clouds.

However, my paradise is different.

nothing grand, nothing new. My little reliable anchors runs in circles, chasing cats and barking at every dogs passing…they also climb lower trees and collecting dry leaves.

then beside me is a strong anchor I rely my entire heart, all of my trust.

"lovely."

a low-tone emerge close to my ear, a warm palm slides to my waist. I lean closer and my back feels three things: a soft cloth, a warm breath, and a ticklish kiss on the nape.

"why won't you join them?" i turned while my lips were in their brightest smile. "I'm sure your kids wants to play with you."

"why won't WE join them?" he paraphrased.

"but they always play with me. I'm sure they miss you."

"yeah, but 'I' miss you." his eyes are constantly moving up and down but only stuck at my entire face. "I know I am barely at home…so…I want to have some fun with you three."

"the food… i must guard them." then my attention look at the woven basket on our picnic blanket. All are untouched since our children already runs to the grasslands to play.

"honey, you're missing out the fun--You know what , fine...but you're forced to play with us in kitty cards at home." he smiled then pulled me closer, his chin placed on my shoulders, his entire warmth enveloped mine. "but now, I'm sad."

"sulking on my shoulder won't convince me." I bit my lip to supress my smile

"I'll sulk more if you refuse kitty cards later."

"dramatic." I laugh, I winced when he bits my neck. "Hey!"

"then let's walk before eating."

"I'll think about it" I remain calm while my insides is already fluttering with our conversation. I lean more to him, mentally wanting him to tighten his embrace.

"...the food won't go anywhere. It doesn't have any feet, you know?"

"yeah, but squirrels can." I slide down to lay my head on his lap. "then the rascals will win my chef-level fried chicken."

"NO, I won't let them eat my wife's cooking." him in his outrageously oblivious tone, brown eyes twinkling with my reflection, but his lips frowned.

"oh, so I must help you guard our base then?"

I look at the kids giggling while tagging themselves along with few other park kids. "but your fleet is in the horizon, captain... they need their captain." I cooed mirroring his playful grin, hoping he would go play with them.

"ah, but I won't go until my colonel asks me to."

I raised a brow. he smiled and remove his officer's cap then place it on my face. I blindly raise my hands, it wanders over his body until I could cup his face, small hair from after shave still remains on his chin, pricks my fingertips--

"LIAM!" I scream when his hands went on my sides then tickles me.

"yes, my colonel?" the hat fell off my face the moment I sit up. "I won't stop unless its an order."

i grab hold his arm and raise it up. His laughter is louder than mine, but it rings sweetly in my ears. "still childish."

he sits still, gaze at me in a frozen state for a few seconds. I always notice how he looks at my face in two ways: my eyes, then my…lips. I could only breathe and ignore my heart's own way of breaking my chest by hammering itself.

"I'm happy…I get to see you and our kids." then he puts his arms down on the ground and watch nowhere in the sky. "sometimes…after writing consistently before takeoffs and battle practices…I wish to comeback home with that exact same smile you have today."

"I always smile…I know you'll always return home."

"Yeah…" then his lips pursed before looking at the ground. he plucked few strands of wild grass. "I am determined to return home…no matter what happened. I…always look forward to find my landing grounds."

"you'll always go home like that…" i pinch his cheeks, smiling. "us smiling at you, missing you, waiting for you. When you land, you could always look for our transmission signal, it's always open and waiting for your arrival."

he stares at me, eyes a bit glistening but he never shed a tear. all my senses allows me to feel is a warm breath of a kiss on my forehead, sliding down to my nose. He then gap a few to look at me entirely, a thumb brushing my lip--

"mom and dad are kissing! cover your eyes!"

"huh? but I want to see!"

"It's adult stuff!"

"But who covers your eyes? unfair!"

I turn at my daughter covering her brother's eyes as if they have witnessed the most haunting thing on earth. On a split second I felt a small peck on my cheeks then a military captain in a black uniform stands up to run.

"eeeeek! mayday mayday! an opponent ahead! brace yourself soldier!" my daughter runs away while her little brother shrieks then chase her.

"sis wait for meee!"

I smiled...not knowing this would be the last perfect day my mind would cherish and recall for my entire lifetime.

(To be continued)

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Unrequited Love (Yoosung x reader) pt 4

(tw:. noncanon , unintentional mischaracterization. i wrote this years ago, but just have the confidence now to share it. i apologize for mischaracterization of the characters.)

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"I don't...like you."

You feel your heart slowly softens against your body, spirit falls. The moment you heard his honest and unfeeling tone your mind went blank. The only sentence registered in your head is his rejection.

You raise your head to face his cute yet good looking face. He has everything to admire: looks, kindness, smartness, athletics, a good sense of leadership, and a hard worker. You know that you're not the only person who likes this person.

In fact his popularity spread to the school. His name was even in school journals since he is a member of the student government. Seniors and juniors go to him to confess.

And here you are being one of them, hopelessly liking him after finding him worthy to show your interest.

You gave him a forced smile. Tears slowly falling down to you delicate cheeks. You put your hands down from holding the pink floral scent letter you're about to give him.

"Oh, I'm sorry" you choke a laugh then wipe off the tear marks. The boy watched you with a saddened expression, yet he remain silent in his place.

But you're tears won't stop even if you stubbornly try to wipe them with your arm. You ended up rubbing both of your eyes until the guy in front of you handed a handkerchief.

"No need...I'm fine."

"But I insist." He said, walking closer to you. He lifted your head by placing one finger under your chin. "May I? Your eyes will hurt more if you use your hands...this is softer."

Before you could even make a protest, he already wipes your cheeks gently. You wanted to brush his hands, but he even hold and grip your other hand to warn you to stop.

"Don't be stubborn. I hate seeing you crying for me." He said with an apologetic tone. "I'm not worthy of your feelings. Try to like someone else."

The moment he stopped you meet his eyes. It's purple that's gleaming when light touches his iris. His hair is as brown as chocolate, you once stroke through it and it was so soft and smooth. He's in his uniform, too neat without creases except in the knees and elbow area.

The epitome of a good model student.

It's a good thing that you invited him to go at the back of your school building to talk. It would be hard for you to understand what he said if his fans were around as spectators.

You take his handkerchief and decided to wipe the tears on your own, trying to accept your defeat about the handkerchief. "Thanks...I'll...return this tomorrow."

"No, take that." He said without humor. "I don't mind...but please... stop crying. "

"What if I only like you?" You blurted out of desperation. "What if I won't like anyone else besides you?!" You are sure of your feelings, but him stating that it is only one sided won't sink into your brain.

"I..." His eyes became tired and gloomy before he looks away from you. "I like someone else."

"You're lying" you scoffed then cross you arms.

"It's the truth...I like someone else. Believe me, right now we're both hurting...so I understand what you're feeling."

he...likes someone else?

"I-I... don't believe you!" You're trying to stiffle your tears from falling again. "are you saying this because you feel bad? You rejected most girls! You said you're not interested in anyone!"

"now, I do.... you have to believe me...and like you, it's sad that person I like loves somebody else."

You feel your knees become so soft that you bend to hold them for support, you swallow slowly a couple of times but it feels like you're eating shard glass.

"H-hey, are you okay? Stand up, are you sick?" You heard him asking while he's holding both of your shoulders. "I'll look for the nurse...please stay there--"

"Who is she, Yoosung?" As soon as you look towards him, he halted from his attempt to leave you. "She's not studying here, right?"

As soon as you regained your strength, you stood up. You both stared at each other, measuring who's stronger to hold on.

But Yoosung failed.

"You know her." He said. "it's a shame that I could only love her in a distance."

I know...her? Who in the world was that?!

"she's your type?" You asked with a shaky voice. Your heart is broken, but you still kept on prying to get the information.

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caleb watercolor sketch

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Unrequited Love (Yoosungx reader) pt3

(tw:. noncanon , unintentional mischaracterization. i wrote this years ago, but just have the confidence now to share it. i apologize for mischaracterization of the characters.)

FLASHBACK---------------------

"You're so clumsy." You glared at Yoosung while he purposefully slapped the bandaid to your cheeks. He smirked before he sits beside you. "You crashed your bike to the wall?"

"Well, I dodged the tree...and the kid on a skateboard." You added to justify yourself. The more you try to defend yourself, the more you feel your story is pathetic. "Don't laugh, Yoosung!"

"Why? It's cute." He said while shaking his head. "I actually experienced the same thing. I was at the park with my friends then I went faster without realizing there was a bench...I went home and Rika was nagging me to be more careful."

"Who's Rika?" You curiously asked. " Your sister? Is she the one you told me who has a boyfriend you don't like?"

"Oh, Rika's my cousin. The one I told you last time was our senior, who was in the same club as I am...then my sister's in a different school." He explained the shrug his shoulders. He shoves his hands to his pant pockets then kicks a small pebble on the street.

so he's referring to 3 different people? how confusing. how many girls he has in his life?

"Hi!" You both turned at the exit door of the cafeteria. You saw a cute girl calling out Yoosung's attention. She happily skips while walking while swaying her skirt sideways. "Can I talk to Yoosung for a second?"

You and the guy look at each other and nod. You watch him rose up from his seat to accompany the girl of his dreams.

Areum

You heave a sigh then touches the bandaid on your face. You winced at the sharp pain, didn't know what's more painful: your heart or the wound.

friendship is only applicable if there are no fluttering feelings on the chest!

What does a class president would want? A pretty girl with a cute-dancey motions? A girl whose face would attract many highschoolers?

What does Areum have aside from a rounded face with cheeks you could softly poke; a jetblack hair that was either in a bun, pigtails, braid, or with a star clip; a cupid's bow lips that was in a shimmering gloss; eyes that sparkle and changes into yellowis-brown in sunset; smart enough for interschool competitions; an attitude that always volunteers to help classroom cleaners?

of course, that's not Yoosung's type...that's everyone's type!

You tightly close you eyelids then bow your head, almost banging your forehead onto the table. Everything's useless when emotions starts to kicking in. How lovely the feeling is, but the consequence behind them is causing fear.

what if he rejects me... would our friendship be over?

"I'm back." Yoosung greeted as he sits at your side. "Areum asked for help with the journalism club....but I'm not confident to say that my help is enough."

"How did you help her? You're only talking at the corner."

"I told her that I'll meet with her later." You saw his cheeks flushed a bit as he look away from you. "I'll be her tutor."

You rolled your eyes at him. You know that Areum doesn't need a tutor. She's good enough to be on her own. "She's having higher grades than I am. I think I need you to teach me more than her."

"I. Am. Teaching you." The he crossed his arms. " But you won't learn. It's just basic math you know?"

"I hate math!" You winced. "I won't even need that when I graduate."

"Not true. You'll need it, I promise." He smiled, then reaches for your head then gently pat it. " I'll teach you when I'm done with Areum."

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Unrequited Love (Yoosung) pt 2

(tw:. noncanon , unintentional mischaracterization. i wrote this years ago, but just have the confidence now to share it. i apologize for mischaracterization of the characters.)

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After handling the guests, Yoosung went on the balcony of the hotel room. It's nighttime and the stars greet him with twinkling lights. The moon is evident but half hidden behind the dark clouds. The wind blows through his face, that gave him chills down to the spine.

"You seem tired, Yoosung."

He turned to see a woman in an office suit. Her blonde hair is in a ponytail while its ends flows lightly on her shoulder. Eyes were in cheerful emerald green while directly gazing at him. Her warmest smile could take away any signs of tiredness.

Yoosung felt his cheeks hot, hearing his heart rate increasing against his chest. he looks away, breathing hard. "Am I?"

He flinched when her hands gently brushes his hair. He could hear her heavenly gentle voice laughs at him. "Seven told me...you're busy fixing the lights earlier. I think you need a break."

Yoosung didn't answer. He observes her elegant movements as she walks closer to his side. He felt his heart skipped a beat when her elbows touches his.

"Rika...can I ask you?"

"Yes?" From the heavens, she brings back her gaze to Yoosung.

"Where's V? I mean...I saw Seven,Zen, and Jumin...but not him."

"Oh, he's talking to Jaehee." Rika giggled. " Jumin recruited her to join the RFA so V's talking to her. I'm glad to have a new member! You should meet her!"

"New member? A girl?" Yoosung smiled, not only because of the new recruit but he saw Rika's smile filled with excitement. "You seem to like her."

"Well, I found out... she's Zen's fan! Isn't that great?! I am so happy!"

Yoosung's eyes widened a bit. He is immuned to Rika's stories regarding Zen. He could even recall that his cousin bought DVDs that contains Zen's musical play.

"That's nice." He answered cheerfully then looks away. It's already enough that Zen likes to send selfies in the chatroom. "Well, what did V say?"

"He wants Jaehee to join. V's insight is always right...I believe in his judgement." Rika reaponded with a bright smile.

gosh, you really look up to him, do you? he thought to himself, then slightly glanced at her.

Yoosung stared at her as she looks at the stars. "Yoosung, you're like a star do you know that?"

"I know my name came from there, but never gave it importance." Yoosung's shoulders slightly curved, smile bit faded while gazing in a distance.

"You should cherish it...your name is beautiful. I like the sun since it's so warm and bright...but a sun is also a star, right?" She then gazes back at Yoosung. "I love the RFA...I want to cherish our moments together."

Yoosung swallowed hard, heart pounding with anticipation. He felt his insides getting warmer after her heartwarming comments. But then he gave her a slightly sad-smile before looking up once more.

V's your sun and he could touch you... I'm the star since I could only see you...

can I find someone like you so I could be that person's sun?

-------to be continued pt. 3-------

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xavier...watercolor attempt T-T (i find it hard to use watercolors...i've been practicing but idk why my hands can't use it well yet.)

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Unrequited Love (Yoosung)

(tw:. noncanon , unintentional mischaracterization. i wrote this years ago, but just have the confidence now to share it. i apologize for mischaracterization of the characters.)

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"Hey, Yoosung...earth to Yoosung!" he blinked back to reality when a hand moved up and down close to his face. "Shalalabada, sharibababababa...let the universe call the soul of this pathetic being! I, the infamous hacker--yikes!"

A silver haired guy with red iris hits the person's head. "You always tease Yoosung, Seven."

"B-because he's a loner!" Seven snarled while touching his head. "Us loners must unite to defeat the inner dark forces! Ah, you could join us, Zen!"

"Huh?! No thanks. Defeat that darkness with your hacking or something..." Zen rolls his eyes then puts a hand on his hip. "plus the world need my shine!"

"Aww, but it's fun! You, me, the dog. We're the perfect trio!"

Yoosung frowned then glared at Seven. "Him, you... who's the dog?"

"Obviously, it's you lol!" The moment Seven begins to run backwards, Yoosung begins to run towards him. "Gah! I'm just kidding! Don't charge m--waaaaah! Beware, berserk dog ahead! Mayday, mayday! keep out of the driveway!"

"these two are having too much fun..." zen sighed before accepting a paper and pen from a random party guest.

From a huge crowds of people, Seven managed to slip in small spaces. Yoosung almost slipped because of the carpeted floor, but managed to keep up.

"Both of you stop running." Seven stopped when he almost bumped a man in black suit. The black haired guy looked at them, but glared at Yoosung. "Don't mind Seven and sit down... you're bothering the other guests."

"Yeah, yeah so immature." Seven grinned, half-listening to the guy's nagging. "You should copy this old man here, Yoosung." Then he walks beside the guy in black suit. He holds him on the shoulders and pushed him a little bit.

Yoosung pouted. He watched the two teasing each other, while he's only watching like a good audience.

"And so are you--wait, old man?" The guy continued with a creased forehead. "I don't know what evidence you have to address me as an old man. Do you have a standard scale of your own that defines an old age?"

"Lol, I have! When a cat waste seven lives of his entire life bank in seriousness, you'll say that he's old."

"Hmm...a metaphor? interesting..." The guy muttered. " So you're saying is when a cat reaches an age that equates the age of seventy in human years, he's definitely old?"

these guys...I can't believe this Yoosung mentally slapped his forehead.

"You're really taking this seriously.. aren't you, Jumin?" Yoosung gave an awkward laugh at the man. But Jumin is already serious to even respond to his remarks.

"Yea, I mean no, wait, I mean...when a cat is very serious, he looks like he's wasting seven lives." Seven laughed. "So, I'm giving Yoosung some advice to be happy in his miserable life."

"Hey, I am not miserable!" Yoosung's cheeks flushed in annoyance. He darted a glare at Seven, but the guy's only grinning at him with a stare that has no tinge of seriousness.

Yoosung knows he doesn't mean it, it was not meant to be taken seriously in the first place.

"Why don't you enjoy the party peacefully? I'm sure Rika won't be happy if you're both a mess." Jumin bow to look around the floor, looking at his shoes. Yoosung just saw a white furry-carpet-like animal purring at Jumin's pants.

he brought Elly with him? Gosh...no wonder Zen's not around. his eyes searched for the silver haired guy but he failed to find him.

"Rika would be happier if Yoosung will have some fun!" Seven commented. "I'm letting out Yoosung's fun side! He's always stiff."

"No, he's not... he's a professional in handling guest." Jumin defended. "A perfect fit for the company...well, if he plans to work in the C&R."

the typical Mr Jumin Han.

Yoosung remembered Jumin's proposal to accept him in his company as an intern. He kept that in mind if ever he needs training.

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sylus watercolor sketch attempt

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Youngsun Kim as 707 

So I wanted to try doing an edit of a real image and here we go. I took this picture of Youngsun Kim (Voice Actor)��and edited him into his alter ego 707 EXTREME! I hope you all enjoy this interpretation. I want to thank Epic Cosplay Wigs for the hair base provided for this edit. Seriously guys, check out their channel on youtube. They are amazing! I can’t wait to follow their tutorial and do my own version of this wig. I hope it’s ok that I took a snapshot of their style wig and used it. I’m going to send a message as soon as Youtube allows me to log on again T__T

// LolKat

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