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Decided to draw my weird gardener mirror dragon, Cucurbitum in the official FR NPC style. turned out pretty accurate I think.
took a while finishing this, did the lineart and put it on the backburner.
don’t mind me just ascending to the heavens
Welcome to a long one.
The Ciwan empire is the fastest-growing sloman power ever since the war of continents and the first to discover a form of gunpowder (thanks to their enemies being uniima lls who have been using it long before).
But even with that advantage (among slomen), the Ciwan armies are iconic for a different reason. That being the Kuiqua-trained units that Sun-cutters come from.
These units have traditionally existed for hundreds of years but are slowly just becoming a symbol for show because of the political and battling changes in the world. However, you will still see them from time to time ripping people to pieces.
Just like the majority of sloman military groups the unit relies on intense teamwork, they need constant communication and preplanned routes to deal with the opposing strategy.
The simplified average scene might look something like this:
In one unit of 30 members, three strikers (Sun-cutters) make a plan with their scholars and commanding Fire-catchers (Seconds leaders). After getting to the war zone they wait for their window in which some members spy or communicate with deeper army spies. When they know their target and best strategy they get in. The strikers use hand gestures, clicks, or whistles to save energy while the Seconds forward the orders to the rest with "ground's" (war language), wooden whistles see more use in very large units. Many times, however, often just seeing the movement of the sun-cutters is enough for the whole group to act.
Strikers will sometimes wait behind their heavies (Beasts) if their force isn't necessary (units can be as few as 5 members or as many as 50, the two extremes work very differently). Once the situation calls for it, they bullet their targets, often stabbing talons first and tearing muscles in a swift motion. This may happen multiple times as other unit members engage in direct battle with the target/s or disarm them with specialized tools. Kuiqua units both kill and capture, having healing supplies on their heavies if they need to make sure their target doesn't bleed out (or their own soldiers).
All members of the Kuiquan unit are priests of different levels but all are priests of the dead (ones that speak for their ancestors rather than gods). It's believed lands conquered with these soldiers present will flourish with life. Many former battlegrounds have turned into gardens and crop fields (hopefully they don't keep this up when landmines are invented).
To the image. What you see is a small variety of soldiers. Beasts and fire-catchers have other names and features in their armor that they are known for based on all their roles that can often switch between fights. Only Sun-cutters truly have one name.
Fire-catchers are also sometimes strikers in training and may move up if they prove themselves. Though, more often Sun-cutters rise from the ranks of regular taloned soldiers with enough talent.
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As mentioned in the image, Sun-cutters tend to be very prideful. Their helmets are an impractical mess that pushes their ears forward. A Ciwan Sloman's ears are very important to them and if they are damaged it's a career-ending event. Still, almost no strikers bind their ears, not wanting to be shamed for cowardness.
an ex-striker
here is the whole picture if you prefer it big
Btw, Kuiqua is the city Neal lives in. He has met or been arranged to meet these units multiple times since Neal himself is stuck classified as a fancy soldier. They are also not uncommon around temples, small talk is required.
Thank you for reading this far! Next I must answer the questions of biology. This has taken me 50 000 years.
writing a fanfic for school!!
➳ we can’t be friends | psh. — requested
trainee!sunghoon x fem!reader (mentions of wonyoung from ive)
“just wanna let this story die, and i’ll be alright“
synopsis: you and sunghoon have been best friends for so long, but distance has grown between you two after he got with wonyoung.
warnings/content: written in third pov. miscommunication(?). confrontation. angst. unrequited love (kinda). open ending! reader actively avoids sunghoon, and gets closer to jake (bestie vibes only). sunghoon gets jealous (always). not proofread. cursing!
comments, likes, and reposts are appreciated :)
word count: 3.9k
a/n: message request. — this was kind of rushed, sorry :(
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current song playing: we can’t be friends by ariana grande
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1:05 ──────|───────────── -3:22
night had already fallen upon hybe building and y/n was still in the practice room, staying stuck on a few dance moves that had her frustrated.
“no this is not right..,” she grumbled to herself, sighing in defeat.
“you’re still here?” a voice bellowed from behind with a chuckle afterwards.
the girl quickly turned and was delighted with a smile plastered across her face.
“sunghoon!” she beamed. “what are you still doing here?” her voice squeaked, heart doing somersaults in the sight of her handsome friend.
“i should be asking you that question.” he grinned ear to ear as he watched his best friend continue to try and catch her breath.
“you’re practicing so late, y/n. you know that’s not good,” sunghoon frowned. “trainer kim’s already gone for the night.”
she rolled her eyes at his little scowl. “i know, i know.., i just really wanted to get this dance move down.”
hoon shook his head at her words before handing her an icy, cold water bottle. “well cool down, won’t you? i have good news.”
her heart slightly clenched in response. what could be such good news at midnight?
y/n gave a quiet nod and he shyly smiled to himself.
it couldn’t be, could it?
her body was tensing with every second he let pass by in his utter motive to irk impatience.
“sunghoon!” she fumed, nudging his shoulder back in slight frustration.
the male laughed in return, fangs flashing to make her a blushing mess as he uttered, “sorry, sorry! i just wanted to build it up!”
her eyes playfully rolled as he continued.
“wonyoung and i are finally going out! you remember her, right?”
remember her? yeah.
how wouldn’t she remember such a pretty girl like her?
the way that starship trainee mindlessly talked to sunghoon, swooning him with her simple words that already had him flustered.
heck, wonyoung did what y/n couldn’t — and that was leave the friend zone.
everything else he chattered on about afterward almost deafened in y/n’s ears. she couldn’t feel anything but her heart that shattered into a million pieces. every small shard striking her by the vein in her blood, giving a numbing sensation in her hands.
“y/n?” he called, looking at her for approval. “what do you think?”
what did she think? why would that matter if he was going out with someone else?
“good..!” she mumbled, voice almost coming to a quiet squeak. “that’s good for you, hoon!”
“i was just with her and..,”
he kept going on and on, but she couldn’t bare to hear it.
how could she when she was in love with him? her best friend. her everything. her favorite person who she couldn’t call hers.
they went through thick and thin as trainees of hybe — experiencing everything big and small that’d always be celebrated upon.
and it wasn’t like she hated wonyoung. no, that gorgeous girl was too good for the world. how could she hate her?
but she knew she’d have to keep a distance.
she couldn’t do anything else but accept it anyway. besides, it was just the right thing.
. . • ☆ . ° .• °:. *₊ ° . ☆
about a month had flashed by before y/n knew it, and though it wasn’t the easiest, her and sunghoon weren’t as close anymore.
he spent most of his time with his girlfriend, ensuring her the best like a good boyfriend.
but even then, he’d still try to make plans with y/n — hinting at little cafe places to try, asking about convenience store runs, murmuring about plans to sneak out of the dorms for their weekly movie nights — but she always rejected.
she avoided him with every intention she had.
if he tried to talk to her, she’d adjust her attention to someone else.
if he tried to get a duo dance with her, she’d quietly ask the trainer to switch with another person.
sunghoon didn’t know if he did something wrong but he knew the energy was off between them, as if something drifted them apart.
and to make matters worst, she had gotten closer to jake — another hybe trainee in their friend group.
hoon didn’t know why, but he hated seeing them become an iconic duo. the way jake mindlessly stepped into his position as her designated best friend was throwing him off.
he hated it. every time he’d notice their interactions, he’d find himself clenching with a tense jaw and fisted hands.
but why?
the only excuse he could find to all of this stupid resentment he had towards the aussie boy was that him and y/n weren’t the same anymore.
not at all.
and it was confirmed once he heard little mentions of ‘weekly movie nights’ pass through his ears.
sunghoon rolled his eyes with a quiet scoff leaving his throat, hating how sour he turned in a quick second.
“uhm..,” jungwon cleared his throat. “are you.. okay?”
the members, excluding jake, turned to the boy who was undeniably burning holes at the two in front of him.
“sunghoon..?” jay poked, shifting his gaze to the oldest member.
heeseung knew not to mess with hoon when he was pissed, so when he turned his direction where the boy was staring at, he prayed a little for jake.
“you can’t be jealous,” the oldest one murmured with a pat to the latter’s back.
“what?” sunghoon spat back with an annoyed face. “why would i even be jealous? i’m with wonyoung.”
“right, so.. you can’t be staring at them that way.”
“what does it matter anyway? it’s not like she’ll talk to me.”
the other members chose not to comment afterward, letting hoon continue to glare at the two with soft sighs leaving them.
he hated what was in front of him.
how could he be okay with this? how could he even be feeling this?
the burning in his heart. the rage-filled eyes. the tensed-up jaw. the fuming curse words inexplicably forming in his head.
was it really jealousy?
no. can’t be.
‘can it?’ he quietly questioned to himself, looking at the ground before picking his head back up to glance at the two.
the way y/n loudly laughed and slapped jake’s arm like it was nothing. the way she’d make her usual disgusted look as instinct. the way her fingertips would unintentionally drag against his when he’d offer a water bottle.
fuck, he hated this.
was it possible to be jealous over a best friend like this?
‘but maybe i just miss how we used to be,’ he’d attempt to rationalize.
but even then, it boiled every bit of blood he had whenever he’d find his best friend and another close trainee giggling about whatever was talked about.
. . • ☆ . ° .• °:. *₊ ° . ☆
everyone was almost done for the night as they gathered into a huge circle with breath pants heard in the room, many still wheezing from practice.
“so,” niki gasped, body almost completely down on the ground. “movie night?”
a spark hit y/n’s heart when the suggestion was put out there, taking a small glance to sunghoon who already had his gaze on her.
his eyes softened once they met and it seemed to cry out for her — almost asking if she even remembered any of the memories they shared when it was a movie night, and it was just them.
and when it’d get late in the night, they’d fall asleep on each others shoulder, heads bunking against each others with quiet snores and aching backs from their positions.
then a blanket would “magically” fall over them, causing the two to cuddle as platonic friends (who were obviously in love with each other).
but she couldn’t think that way.
not when he had a girlfriend.
still though, she couldn’t help but let her eyes stay on his a little longer than intended, eventually letting it linger onto every facial feature on him that she used to adore.
his moles, his fanged smile, his thick brows, his charming eyes — with her effort to avoid him, her heart beat more than it did before after re-loving his features.
but she turned away after feeling like a creep, shifting it to jake instead, who was smiling like a puppy with big eyes.
“yes, a movie!” she heard him beam.
best friend coded indeed.
a smile curled onto her lips as she heard each member chime in on their part to agree.
“i’m in,” sunghoon’s aggressive voice uttered.
the rest of the members turned to y/n with pleading eyes — “what about you?”
she took a gulp. she wanted to reject after finding out that he’d be there but they were all still friends.
“um..,” she croaked, chewing her lips while avoiding eye contact from the boy she was still in love with.
“oh come on! you and sunghoon used to always have secret movie nights with just the two of you!” niki yelled in defense, causing a loud smack to be thrown at him from jay.
it was awkward and quiet given that everybody knew the two used to be inseparable.
a tense chuckle erupted out of y/n while she only scratched her head.
“yeah we did..,” she admitted. “but i don’t know, they’ve become more strict with where we go now.”
“we’ll be finee!” sunoo tried to deflect.
a few more pleadings happened here and there, eventually leading y/n to quietly fume out a — “fine.”
the six members cheered in delight while sunghoon hid his smile. he was finally going to spend some time with his best friend.
. . • ☆ . ° .• °:. *₊ ° . ☆
as the members happily walked out of the practice room, hoon was left alone, staying behind to clean up just a little more — unbeknownst to the fact that y/n had accidentally left her jacket in the room.
she walked back with quiet curse words in her head, hating to have to go back and forth.
when she walked in, she unexpectedly found sunghoon staring right at her with fluttered eyes.
“oh..,” she murmured, body tending in seconds.
“hey…,” the boy replied, shoving his hands into his pockets with a slight sigh of relief. he was finally alone with her and his heart was melting at the fact that it was only them now.
“you forget something?”
his thick brow raised in question, causing y/n’s stomach to flood with butterflies. she gulped and nodded before forcing her feet to move to her jacket — which was close to him.
“yeah..,” she awkwardly laughed. “i forgot my jacket, but i’ll see you there!”
✩ ‘i don’t wanna tip toe, but i don’t wanna hide’ ✩
she attempted to leave but the pull on her wrist struck her back to the same spot as earlier.
y/n felt the grip of his hand softly tighten, careful to not be too rough in how he held her.
“y/n, talk to me.”
his husk voice rang in her ears, sending alarming signals throughout every part in her body as she shivered.
“what do you mean?” the girl tried to deflect, hating the sudden confrontation.
✩ ‘but i don’t wanna feed this monstrous fire’ ✩
“you know..,”
a lump was caught in her throat and she couldn’t get it past her to swallow it down.
“we’re gonna be late, sunghoon, we should go.”
her body faced the door, turning her back on him to finally leave the scene when his voice stopped her — “are you gonna keep avoiding me?”
y/n’s heart dropped. “no..,” she mumbled back with a lip bite. “we’re fine.”
“you haven’t talked to me in weeks, we’re not fine and you know it.”
when she turned to face him, she found the boy to strike her with unforgiving eyes that had tears almost taking its fall.
she hated that she was the reason for his obvious pain, but they were friends, why would it hurt him?
a sigh left her throat as she scoffingly smiled. “you’re with wonyoung now, can’t we just focus on that?” she tried to attempt another lip curl to uplift the mood, but sunghoon wasn’t buying it.
“no, you’re my friend and i want to know why you’re not talking to me the way you used to.” his brows furrowed and a slight eye roll was taken as he thought back to her and jake laughing to themselves.
he watched her carefully for any readable expression but she only kept her gaze down.
“friend?” she softly reiterated. “that’s all i am to you?”
this time, it was sunghoon who froze in his stance. “what?” his eyes blinked repeatedly. “what are you talking about?”
his grip accidentally loosened and y/n felt it, taking the chance to slip out of the hold and say, “nevermind sunghoon, it’s nothing.”
“it’s not nothing if you can’t tell me.” he grumbled, feeling slightly irritated at her lack of communication.
“drop it.”
she walked towards the middle of the room, allowing him to catch up while uttering — “no, tell me.”
“it’s nothing.”
“y/n.”
his lips firmly pushed together as he expressed a disappointed reaction at her.
“let it go, it’s not important.”
“so then just tell me.”
they went back and forth, voices overlapping and echoing over each others.
“sunghoon, enough!” y/n exclaimed, pushing his chest back. “it doesn’t matter anyway so what’s it to you?”
hoon clicked his tongue. “i know you’re purposely avoiding me but i honestly can’t think of what i’ve done, so i’m just gonna ask this once.”
he sighed before continuing, “why are you avoiding me? did i do something to upset you?”
✩ ‘i didn’t think you’d understand me’ ✩
he leaned himself a little closer to her, causing the girl to softly back away with blushing cheeks. she hated how much her heart still lit up at every small thing he did.
“no, i’ve just been busy…,”
sunghoon scoffed, disbelief clear in that puff of air as he continued to gaze at her. “don’t try that with me, y/n. i know you, and i know you don’t like to talk when something bad happens, so what happened?”
“hoon, enough, please.”
she picked her head up to peer back at him with pleading eyes, but he couldn’t stop. he had to know.
“no.” he firmly spoke with a soft sigh. “you can’t get out of this because i need to know.”
y/n picked up on the way his eyes quickly watered. though he tried to hide it and look composed, she still couldn’t help but notice the tears that built up around.
“why?” she exhaled a breath of hers. “why do you need to know so badly hoon?? we’re just friends.”
‘friends’ — she hated how she had to confirm that to herself.
“exactly.” sunghoon spat. “you’re my friend, you’re the one i go to about wonyoung and other things, and now you’re so suddenly close with jake. what even is that? you’re here, but why aren’t you here for me?”
is that all she was to him?
her heart shattered, and all she wanted to do was clench onto the pain. she bit her lip as she responded, “jake has nothing to do with this, he’s only been close with me because of his interest in my friend. even then, you don’t need to know this. you’re in a relationship now, there are limits that i’m not gonna cross because you should be telling wonyoung this, not me.“
she paused, clenching her teeth to bite back the tears that were close to streaming. “i’m not your girlfriend. i’m not.. your girlfriend.” she repeated, letting the second sentence bring her back to reality.
there was a flicker in his eyes once she confirmed it — like his gaze shifted from what was once stern to a softer stare.
but he stayed quiet for a while, unsure of what to say.
tension filled the air, and it was beginning to suffocate y/n with how awkward and tense it was.
“i missed you, did you know that?” sunghoon croaked in the silence, lips faintly curling. “i missed you, and i missed how we were. what did i do that made you not talk to me anymore? because whatever it was, i’m sorry.”
he didn’t get the message, and he still wasn’t understanding.
the boy continued to go on and on, apologizing for whatever he did that could possibly upset her.
“sunghoon-“ but he kept blabbering.
“sunghoon-“ but he couldn’t stop thinking about what he did wrong.
“sunghoon!” she finally bursted, finally catching his attention.
he let his gaze fall on her and she heaved her chest in fear, feeling her legs become limb.
“i..,” her voice trailed off, stopping herself to not say the three words thats been stuck in her head. “i can’t be friends with you.”
her heart shriveled at the words that left her mouth. she didn’t know what’d spew out, but once it echoed in the room, she couldn’t take it back.
“what?” hoon softly murmured, taking small steps closer to her.
his face was close enough that she could feel his breath hit her skin, but not too close where his lips could ghost over hers.
“why?”
y/n’s gaze fell down to his lips and watched how it trembled. he was hurt.
her head was still drooped low until his finger hooked under her chin, bringing it up so they could lock eye contact.
“tell me.” he softly whispered, softened eyes indicating that he wanted to hear the truth.
the girl didn’t do anything, letting silence take over once more before a phone buzzed in the room.
the two snapped out of it, turning their attention towards the device and seeing the contact name of jungwon pop up.
‘are you guys coming? what’s taking you guys so long? ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ’
a sigh escaped from y/n’s lips as she finally backed away.
once the jacket and the phone was in her possession, she found sunghoon already close to the door.
he gave the cold shoulder, eyes faintly giving a glare towards her, but she still found a hint of her best friend in there.
he scoffed a little before leaving the practice room to herself.
right, she said they couldn’t be friends.
she sighed as she held herself back longer than intended so she wouldn’t cross with him, soon leaving to jay’s place right after.
. . • ☆ . ° .• °:. *₊ ° . ☆
as the night progressed further and y/n finally arrived not too long after sunghoon did, their movie night eventually begun.
the film was decided upon a vote, clearing it to be a horror movie, as always.
a few members situated themselves on the ground while others sat on the couch — including y/n who was comfortably by jake.
sunghoon stayed in the kitchen, gathering his snacks before approaching the group of idiots clustered into one.
“sunghoon hyung, i saved you a spot on the couch!” jungwon beamed, patting the cushioned seat though sitting on the ground.
the older boy grinned with a murmur of ‘thanks.’
but when he looked up at the people on the furniture, his heart slightly dropped. the girl who wasn’t his friend anymore was next to jake (like always).
he softly grumbled quiet curse words. was it jealousy again?
whatever. it wasn’t like he cared anyway. (he did)
✩ ‘you cling onto your papers and pens’ ✩
y/n was now squeezed between jake, who was all giddy about his current crush and sunghoon, who was her used-to-be best friend.
the film finally started and the lights were completely turned out for the full horror effect.
but the girl didn’t like horror movies. as much as she hated it, she couldn’t oppose to it with how much excitement thrilled the boys, so she forced herself.
or tried to force herself.
throughout the movie, she’d try to hide behind her hands, covering her eyes so she could only look at what she wanted to see.
sunghoon couldn’t help but linger his gaze over to her. he knew she didn’t like anything horror. heck, she used to scold him whenever he’d put it on to tease.
✩ ‘wait until you like me again’ ✩
watching her peek through her hands was adorable, and watching her quietly squeal at every small jumpscare was heart-throbbing.
wait. adorable and heart-throbbing?
was he going crazy?
he shook his head, hating that he slowly transitioned to this thinking.
the boy tried to change his attention back to the screen in front of him, but they’d still linger back onto her.
and of course she didn’t notice, her eyes were basically closed with how much she shielded herself away from the movie.
his heart always felt full at the sight of her. how could it not? the way she looked in desperate need to cling onto someone (him), and the way she was almost about to burst with how much horror movies bothered her.
he wanted to hold and comfort her, just anything for her to know that she shouldn’t fear such a thing, but as a friend right?
sunghoon chewed his cheeks in thought. how could he be thinking this when she stated she couldn’t be friends with him?
he sighed and forced himself to stare at the tv screen, hating the conflicting swelling in his chest.
. . • ☆ . ° .• °:. *₊ ° . ☆
when the movie ended, most of the members had knocked out.
the ones on the ground overlapped legs and arms with each others while jake took up half of the couch, leaving y/n to curl up into a ball and be slightly close to sunghoon.
the only one awake was hoon, chuckling as he turned off the end credits of the movie.
once he was comfortably situated in the tight space, he scrolled through social media, laughing about whatever until he felt a sudden bump on his shoulder.
sunghoon paused once he confirmed what he thought it was. he took a gulp, and turned towards the direction of the thunk.
the sight in front of him had his heart fluttering. he found y/n soundlessly asleep with her head set on his shoulder, quiet snores leaving her mouth as she unintentionally snuggled closer.
he missed this. all he could think about was how they’d fall asleep after their own movie nights, and she’d rest against his shoulder with their height difference.
he smiled to himself, lips stupidly curling at every memory flooding back. then he’d think about every little thing y/n would laugh about, every small detail about him that she made sure to remember, every single recollection that they shared together.
then he started thinking about her and her personality that was made match in heaven to suit him.
and eventually, it’d lead to her attractive features — her crooked smile, her eye smiles, her constant nose crinkles, her adorable habits that he loved to copy.
god, he looked like an idiot with how much he smiled to himself.
he didn’t even smile like this when he thought about wonyoung, but he loved her, not y/n.
then the trickling fear hit him.
panic spread across his face as he looked back at the sound-asleep girl next to him.
his heart was almost beating out of his chest once he realized it.
she was right. they couldn’t be friends.
✩ ‘wait for your love’ ✩
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the coffee bean gang & hands hands hands
Why so distant Pete?
The amount of times I have been punished for being a picky eater when I was a child with undiagnosed autism and sensory issues is ridiculous
Especially considering the fact that the only effect it had on me was creating even more anxiety around eating
MOUNTAINS MOUNTAINS I WOKE UP ON THE MOUNTAINS
AIN’T NOBODY STOPPING ME I’M WALKING LIKE A TITAN 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
I'm curious to know HOW ARE YOU STAYS?
Stray Kids(스트레이 키즈) "ATE" TEASER IMAGES
BOOM BOOM CHK CHK BOOM!
guys ate is so unbelievably good. goodnight.
yall…..YALL.
i am unwell.
his slut is showing and i LOVE IT
IM ACTUALLY TWEAKING OUT THE NEW STRAY KIDS ALBUM IS SO GOOD 😭😭😭😭 ITS SO GOOD IM BECOMING FUCKING VIOLENT BRO. SIMPLY LISTENING ISNT ENOUGH. IVE BEEN LISTENING FOR HOURS ON END IM GONNA GO INSANE WHAT THE FUCK
AGREEEEDDDDD 😻😻😻
I'll just say... MASTERPIECE ❤️🔥🤌🏼
THANK YOU FOR THIS BEAUTIFUL ADDITION
my tiktok fyp has been a crazy fucking experience today, from Max x Bradley ship edits (FROM THE GOOFY MOVIE) to dsmp nostalgia discussions 😭😭
ANYWAY this tiktok audio that goes
c!Dream: If you can't kill me, does that make me some kind of god?
(Challenging and smug(?) tone + almost mad, power tripping?)
c!Tommy: you're a monster
(deadpan, negative in denial but not sad, slowly losing hope?)
c!Dream: I'm a god, I'm actually a god!
(Showing off, smirk, reveling in power)
This audio plus a religious Tommy itches my brain right because he sees dream as someone dirtying what it means to be a ‘god’. Tommy believes in Prime who provides him wealth and is overall a helpful and caring powerful being.
Meanwhile this green dude that tortures him claims to be a ‘god’. How dare he, a sadistic man, dirty the title of being a god? How could he compare himself to a being at the same level as Prime? Prime who he worships, built a church for, and who provides for him and graces him with wealth?