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BABY YUDER AND NIPPY!! 🐱❤️

Another little fanart for the last update chapter of the amazing fan fiction with baby Yuder 🥺✨ by Mostly_Stable on Ao3

https://archiveofourown.org/chapters/163510807?show_comments=true&view_full_work=false#comment_906719149

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midnight rendezvous

🖤 turning fanweek 🖤

day 1 alpha!yuder | horror game au | genderbend

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one day there will be something of me left

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Fanart for chapter 12 of Marriage of Convenience

He found one sketch, different from the rest. A pain-stakingly rendered drawing of Yoohyun sitting at the wheelhead, eyes cast in dark concentration onto feeble but willing clay, blossoming up under his touch. There was the slightest tension in his mouth, hinting at a frown as he worked against his own nature to create something. This had no item in sight; it was just Yoohyun throwing clay. There did not seem to be a direct professional purpose for it. Shouldn’t that mean something? It indicated a level of interest beyond their work relationship, but what was it about Yoohyun at the wheel that drew Myungwoo’s pencil to such lengths?

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Creon. Why did you try to bury your brother? Antigone. I owed it to him.

Antigone, adapted by Lewis Galantiere from the play by Jean Anouilh

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I did a little sketch of Kim SooHyun from among the lost times!!

I love him so much and all your writing is just 🤌🤌

I just found your Tumblr so you MAY be getting more fanart in the future,🎉💖

OMG⁉️⁉️

Never thought a fic of mine would be getting fanart... I have no words aaahhhh‼️‼️‼️

TYSM🙏🏻🥺 it's beautiful ❤️

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Poly!LADs headcanons - Caleb Edition

(Because I have no idea if I'll ever get around to writing his intro to the polycule so I wanted to shove some ideas into a post.)

Masterlist

- The one who has the most trouble adapting to the concept of the polycule.

- Reintroduced after the polycule is formed, a year after his death.

- His reintroduction is obviously a bit rough, not only is he actively combative with the MC, but his actions push them further into the comfort of the polycule like a wounded cat.

- After they have eased the relationship out, it's some time before they talk to him about the polycule. Not sure how to broach it.

- He already knew, and he already stewed about it for a long time. (He's still stewing about it.)

- They've mourned him, after loving him, and moved forwards though, he can't push and demand when he knows that without the polycule they likely wouldn't still be there.

- His first meeting is rough, he can hide as much as he wants behind smiles, but Sylus is very good at reading people, as is Rafayel, so they can see through him. (Rafayel is no stranger to fake smiles). Xavier is jealous so reacts most to Caleb, while Zayne is somewhat calm, but wary. On one hand he has a childhood friend back, on the other hand depending on how much he knows. If he knows about Caleb's involvement with EVER, a great deal of distrust, and some real anger (that he tries not to show).

- Clashes most with Rafayel and Zayne. Rafayel because the two are almost opposed in many ways (Caleb's lack of sensory input and reluctance to touch, vs Rafayel as a Lemurian where his senses are SO attuned to his lovers, as well as the memory focus, and also the fact that both hide part of themselves behind a reasonably jovial mask, but Raffy is a lot better at hiding.) Zayne because the two do not agree on the methods of protecting and caring for MC (Keeping them hidden/caged, and the actions of siding with EVER with the intent to keep MC safe (which Zayne consistently states is a stupid plan.)).

- Understands Xavier, still doesn't like him.

- Depending on the advancement of his story, he has the potential to come to terms with the fact that accepting help and acknowledging that he's not alone in his drive to protect the person who means the most to him, helps him step past his self assigned cage.

- With enough time and trust, he accepts the polycule's help tending to his arm. They tinker with it and work with specialists to try to make it capable of sensory responses. It's kind of an exchange that keeps them on good ground. A kind of 'look we're not enemies, you have to lower your hackles' kinda thing.

- He hates the situation a lot less when he holds MC's hand for the first time again, and can feel the heat of them through his cybernetics.

- Builds models with Sylus, though it's more he builds models, Sylus suggests ways to bring them to life as real mini robot weapons. If the two are left alone, they WILL create tiny weaponised planes.

- Rafayel has taken to using them as target practice for throwing daggers.

- One crashed into Zayne's office door, waking him up from a nap, and made him think they were being attacked.

- Xavier slept through the whole thing, and woke up to plane shrapnel in his hair (he's used his light blade to knock a few out if they have disturbed his slumber though.)

- MC does not get enough sleep, and almost banned the planes, until Sylus and Caleb both promised to stop flying them indoors. Hooked up lil cameras to the things and started flying them around linkon and as far as they could before the things ran out of signal. (They got some killer nature recordings.)

- Caleb is another member of the insomnia crew. He's woken up alongside Zayne a few times, and made tea for them both. (Only for MC to toddle in not long after, and curling up between them with their own warm drink, exhausted and miserable but also unable to sleep.)

- Caleb helps take over some of the cooking, he also tries to find tech Xavier can use that won't catch fire, reducing the amount of cooking incidents by about 50%. (If asked he'll say he's doing it to keep MC safe... Xavier's smile when he cooks a full and very good meal has shit all to do with it. He swears.)

- Is the most averse to affection, originally sees the polycule as a means to an end, after all other people are just background noise to his real focus. Unluckily for him, it's hard to keep that mindset up when you spend that much time with people who don't have chips in their head, and also don't want to hurt the things you care about. The anti EVER squad are best placed to combat his 'world for just us two' energy. As well as question his intent. (Especially with how important MC's independence is to them.)

- Will not begin physically and emotionally warming up to the rest of the lads before he finally overcomes the wall keeping him from MC. After he has finally stepped over the line, he basks in it, then begins to let himself become more human again.

- He and Xavier ARE the protection squad. You want to bother the polycule? Can't promise you won't end up dead in a ditch somewhere.

- Zayne does try to rein this in. Sylus finds it hilarious. Rafayel cannot comment because he was thinking about stabbing that dude too. MC thinks they might need to start taking migraine medication because please guys, one nice meal out.

- He's tidy and multi talented. It takes a WHILE before he finds a room for himself in the house, isn't really sure what to fill it with because he struggles to refind his identity as a person. It begins with filling it with model planes, it advances into photos and memories, as well as his DAA stuff as well. Becomes a place he can keep things that tether him to himself.

- Has mended clothes for the others, really wants to know how Raffy tears so many shirts. No he cannot get acrylics out of a white shirt, why did you let it stain!?!!

- His puppy dog eyes are a weapon of mass destruction. NO one is safe. All have fallen to those eyes. 'But he just looks so sad' 'I know he does but why does that mean we now have two puppies in the living room' 'MC wanted them!' 'Caleb we don't have the space or time!!!'

- Uses all his old social media accounts, like an absolute fool. (Aren't you dead dude why are you using all ur old numbers????) Unfollowed most people, kept MC. Didn't follow the polycule. Was missing cute photos and things they'd posted, grumpily and (not that) reluctantly followed them all.

- He and Zayne occasionally have a kamaoji-off.

- He has taken Sylus flying. He did turn his head away so the dragon man could have a moment of sad recollection.

- Does still compete constantly to be the best person to assist mc in their day to day. The competitions can get aggressive and over the top. The lads do get carried away.

- Is the most scared of losing everyone, it does keep him awake at night. Does plan eventualities with the polycule. Does feel comforted knowing that if he fails, he's not leaving MC to deal with everything alone. Assures himself and everyone that he won't fail. He has his tether to get back to, after all.

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🧡 BABY YUDEEERRR 🖤

https://archiveofourown.org/works/57874486/chapters/147313360

Today post is a fanart for the beautiful ff of Turning made by Mostly_Stable on Ao3!! I love It so much 😭 i needed to draw something for It!

(I'm gonna eat him 🥺 he's so adorable ✨)

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thinking of making this genre of kpop stan twt posts a series lmao (currently trying to collect more so if you have any good ones please send them my way!) more : x x x

fake screenshot below the cut

and of course, the original tweet:

wild how this is probably canon since millions of people voted lmao

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at times he's like an old man.

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Yoohyun...🥺🔥

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Of course we know that there aren't many childhood pictures left of Yoohyun. But I think there weren't any in the first place of Yoojin.

Sure, when he was really young there was enough to fill a nice album, a cute baby and later chubby toddler adorning the walls, but they drop off when he is five. Nothing new joins what is there and eventually the pictures are taken down.

There are pictures of Yoohyun, many of them clumsily taken and out of focus, fingers poking in the frame of more than a few. Yoohyun looks happy in all of them, often posing somewhere but sometimes also caught unaware, doing his homework in the kitchen or unpacking a lunch box on a park bench.

How do you think their parents felt the first time they looked back through pictures from their beach vacation only to find Yoohyun, learning how to tie his shoes. Did they delete the pictures? How many times? Did they tire of it eventually? Of erasing their son's milestones, so they gave up and bought a new camera for their next vacation?

Of course it's not like there's no pictures of Yoojin. He's there in class pictures (few) and company get-togethers (many), and for special occasions there's even pictures of him and Yoohyun together, looking proud at Yoohyun's middle school graduation, still having to lean down so they're the same height. There's not many of these pictures - you can only ask a stranger to help take photos for so long - but at least they are some proof Yoojin exists as more than the eye that watches over Yoohyun.

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Jinjae vampire AU where Yoojin is the vampire

Supposedly I intend to finish and post this on Halloween but welp.

I think the idea of Yoojin being the vampire is neat since typically it's the stronger one that would be reimagine that way. I like the idea of Yoojin not being able to bite into Hyunjae’s skin on his own so Hyunjae has to cut his own skin so Yoojin can feed on his blood. Sung Hyunjae in particular would be into that me thinks.

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s class spam pt 2 + yoohyun-ie

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yoohyun study...🥺 this turned out pretty good im proud of myself..?!

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Hjyj au where hyj+hyh r sent to the same boarding school as shj n hyj decides to take over the student council so ppl cant bully or look down on hyh bc they aint rich. Cut to a slow zoom where hyj looks across the room n sees shj, gorgeous, sparkling, perfect candidate and grins.

Hyj slides a letter under the door of shj’s priv room (rich bastard, he mutters under his breath) and scurries off before anyone can see him.

He waits in the farthest corner of the library the next day, huddled in a tiny alcove w a textbook. Shj appears with barely a sound, looming over hyj with a hand on the wall and a neutral smile. Hyj’s letter is held between the two fingers of his other hand.

“Hello Yoojin-gun!” He chirps. “I got your letter!”

“I can see that.”

Hyj puts down his book and shifts to face shj, though he curses internally as he has to crane his neck to do so.

“I have a business proposal for you, sunbae.”

Shj raises an eyebrow, the smile falling off his face. Hyj swallows and forges on.

“I can make you the student council president. But make me your secretary in exchange.” He says, and holds his breath.

Shj laughs, eyes narrowed and unamused. Hyj steadfastly ignores the cold sweat that suddenly drips down his back, taking a breath against the suddenly chilly atmosphere.

“…and what, exactly, makes you think that i want to be student president?” He asks, smile rigid.

Hyj gulps. “W-well, power and influence, for one.”

“I already have more than you could ever hope to give me.”

Shot down mercilessly.

“It’ll look good on your record.”

“As if I’ll ever lack for job opportunities.”

Hyj cursed silently. Shj was right.

With the stock that he came from, somehow like him would never want for anything the rest of his life, even without being as handsome and clearly intelligent as he was.

Chaebol bastard. His blood began to boil.

“So what? Do you plan to rely on your family your entire life?” He snaps, hands clenching into tight fists.

Shj blinks as hyj reaches up and jabs him in the chest, eyes flaming and brighter than he had ever seen before. His breath escaped his chest in a silent gasp as he watched the younger boy continue.

“Im offering you the opportunity to gain your own power here.” Hyj says. “So don’t you have even the slightest hint of ambition, or are you just a spoiled young master content to rest on his daddy’s laurels?”

Their private alcove of the library was quiet, interrupted only by hyj’s quick breaths as he recovered from his rant. Shj was wordless, watching hyj with wide eyes.

Hyj, once he regained his second braincell, spiraled.

Fuck.

He had really, reeeaaally not planned to curse out the school’s most beloved and influential figures, and to his face, no less. Hyj could feel his hopes for a peaceful and successful high school career gently wash down the drain, accompanied by the wailing of his adult career.

“Uhm, so anyways,” he trails off awkwardly, fumbling around for a trace of his former composure. “Do you want to become student council president or not?”

It takes a second for hyj to muster the courage to look up, but he is instantly blinded by shj’s dazzling smile.

“Hahaha, sure!” Shj exclaims, teeth straight and white. He could be in a toothpaste commercial, 9/10 doctors are in awe. “But I want you as my vice president, not my secretary!”

“The fuck, are you insane?” Hyj thought.

I’m sorry, what could you possibly mean by that? He asked.

Ah, hold on. He had mixed up his inner monologue and dialogue again.

Shj grinned even wider, utterly delighted for some insane reason.

“You want to use my power and influence for protection and a leg up in society, right?” He puts a heavy hand on the back of hyj’s neck, still smiling that brilliant smile. “You’ll get more at my side as vice president instead of hidden in the shadows as secretary.”

“Aaahahahaha, i think you’re very much mistaken sunbae-ssi. I really would work much better on the side,” Hyj says.

Like hell he would publicly stand next to sung fuckin hyunjae?! Ignoring the way that this rich prick’s beautiful face makes hyj look like a poisoned potato, the different in status alone at an elite boarding school like theirs would put way too much negative attention on hyj himself.

“Hmm but you would shine much brighter in the spotlight, hoobae!”

“No need for any of that, I’m already half blind ‘cause of you.”

“Aigoo, flatterer. What a perfect politician’s attitude!”

Hyj does his best to dig his heels in as shj makes to leave his private corner of the library, but the steel-hard grip the older boy has on him drags him along easily.

“Says the sly dog next to me.” He grits out, clinging to the nearest bookshelf.

“Now now, hoobae, no need to be so stubborn!” Shj chirps, prying his fingers away. Hyj curses with each finger he lifts up, yelping as shj tired of the affair and easily slings him over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

Poisoned potato, hyj thinks, spitefully kneeing shj in the chest.

“I’m pretty sure this is manhandling and assault. I could have you reported for this.” He says dully.

Shj starts walking with a hum. “You could, but then who would become president for you?”

“Someone less annoying. Someone who respects my boundaries more. Someone less demanding.” Hyj’s head sways slightly with each step, and he grabs onto shj’s waist for balance. Spitefully, he digs his nails in through the crisp uniform shirt.

“As if anyone could replace me.”

The sentence is said simply but with utter certainty. Hyj resents the conviction in shj’s tone, and even further resents how right he is.

“…maybe i should just join a club,” he sighs, letting his head thunk against the middle of shj’s back.

“You are!” Shj says.

“A normal club, I mean. Where are you taking me anyways?” Hyj asks. He’s resigned himself to his fate, dangling limply. Better to bonk his nose into shj’s back than face the no doubt disbelieving looks and jealous glares of the other students as shj exits the library.

“Hmmm,”

Hey, stop finger tapping a rhythm on the back of hyj’s knees. He’s ticklish, and also not an accessory. Hyj’s disgruntled wriggle barely affects shj’s stride.

“We’re going to steal ourselves a secretary, of course!”

Hm?

Hyj yelps as shj starts up a flight of stairs, bracing his hands against his—surprisingly plush—butt.

…He can’t resist a second pat.

“Ahem,” hyj ignores shj’s chuckle, cheeks flaming, “what do you mean steal”?!”

“The handicraft club has had taewon-ah for much too long, I think,” shj remarks. “Time to get him back!”

“Hah?!”

All he wanted to do was ensure some social security for himself and his brother. Hyj covers his face with both hands as shj cheerfully kicks open the stairwell door, despairing his future. What had he gotten himself into?

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。😘🚫