The Golden Empire

Jello , she/her , '92 Lately been drawing SKZ fanart but want to draw cute doodles and more of my OCs. My style is unstable but we're here for it 💕

[sundiessoon]

T H E S U N

[krowfaced]

Hi! Could you share a sort of timeline for the golden dernee story? I'd love some further context to your art!

Holy shit I pulled through

None of the text or pictures are hyperbole, despite @sundiessoon saying I make it seem like a comedy

Other beats I cut out for my sanity's sake:

What he did during each Smoker tier (Rude that Taffy even put him at the bottom, whattahell)

All the "friends" he made along the way

All the lungs he harvested from people

The development of his powers for engaging in murder games

His my-neighbours-are-clowns-or-cultists curse

The personal life prior to Dernee

Actual romantic life of him and Taffy

Post baby dumpling era (and what actually happened during his death)

Featured characters minus Zlatomir belong to @sundiessoon and @merelymodest

This was a wild ask to draw for, thanks for sending it, haha!

[sundiessoon]

How tragic would it be if Minho and Jisung were angels that fell in love and they were allowed to love but act upon it like they see human lovers do was forbidden.

For eons they orbit around each other, giggle and whisper, and they can let their fingers brush. They know that more than this would be to risk everything.

However, longing isn't something they can control and it builds up and up until it crests into desperation.

They don't know who reaches out first, they only feel the breathlessness as their lips touch.

And then the freefall and their wings fade.

[sundiessoon]

Hunter meets Prey

The music coming from the cabin had been slowly driving Minho insane, each note a reason for a useless aim, a missed shot, a lost hunt.

The Han's youngest son was a nuisance, a maddening presence on these woods he didn't even belong to. Han Jisung, from what Minho recalled of their games when they were young, had a weak stomach for blood.

Jisung was a lost soul running from the city and disturbing the woods.

Minho just didn't expect that there was a lot more Jisung had been running from...

[sundiessoon]

My christmas gift for @krowfaced ✨️💕

[krowfaced]

What does Taffy see in him? /gen

You should be asking @sundiessoon that! 👀

[sundiessoon]

His name has gold in it and that's it / jk jk

Taffy had a more peaked interest in him during an event where he showed a lot of potential. It wasn't however anything close to what she eventually saw when she was a bit more vulnerable and open.

It is hard to explain without pointing at all the moments (and my memory is fuzzy to exact details because it's been a bit since i've read all rps again) , there were several occasions where Zlat said things that tweaked her perspective or even grounded her. Their relationship is super rocky especially at the start and I don't think Taffy deems them perfect but Zlat has many qualities that challenge her and Taffy likes that. It isn't that Taffy considers herself snobbishly smarter than others, but deceit and foresight are strategies of hers a lot of times, so people who defy that, outsmart her or surprise her like Zlat did just make it spark.

So it is a lot of seeing someone who can keep up with her.

(And also, Zlat can be very romantic 💕)

[sundiessoon]

You tingle my spidey senses ~

[sundiessoon]

Jisung had always been a god that basked on the greater things in life. His existence was pure creativity and indulgence, so when everyone was busy with crops and war, he was found in the field strumming and humming - no single worry bothering him.

But he could be doing that in his home between clouds or in the bed of the next muse he would match with a sculptor. However, for the past years the field was his second home. 

It had been once a great temple, the god of it not forgotten but the humans had decided said god needed something bigger, more beautiful. 

And Jisung was the first one to agree that the holy being deserved everything.

But this god also had a nostalgic heart and quite often visited the ruins of a past place of worship and that’s where Jisung chose to meet him. 

Fingers plucking on strings, Jisung played an old tune for the god of beauty. A smile on his face, he closed his eyes as he eventually began singing softly, a worship of his own. 

And it didn’t take long for Minho to appear, graceful and gorgeous as ever, breathtaking in soft twirling steps that followed Jisung’s music.

They didn’t have to truly speak, they just enjoyed the moment with song and dance. For a couple hours, all in the world and skies forgotten to savor the simplicity of their meeting.

A moment where they could be less gods and more two eternal beings that didn’t have to deal with the harsher things in life. 

When Minho eventually had to leave - to make sure the beautiful daughters of emperors hadn’t ruined their beauties with too much rouge - he left with a kiss to Jisung’s cheek. 

And maybe the next day a bard would be struck with inspiration of love and tenderness because Jisung felt like it.

[sundiessoon]

Some sillies imagining Jisung as a Trainer aiming for champion and Water type Gym Leader Minho being just taken back that Jisung's team all kinda look like him in vibe

[sundiessoon]

Smeargle best boy

[sundiessoon]

Something very different but because I simply ADORED the style of the SKZ mashup for this cb! AHHHH

[sundiessoon]

"I'll hit you first and kiss you later, pretty boy~"

[sundiessoon]

Sometimes your man is stealing your heart mid MV...

[sundiessoon]

Minho wanted to cuss at everyone in the facility. 

Seeing Jisung on the cold tiles, his long slick tail flopping weakily from exhaustion without adequate moisture in the environment was absurd. 

It was rare for merpeople to even reach out for them for help when they were sick and Jisung had been one of the few consistent merman that kept contact with the researchers in the bay, having brought so much clarity about these elusive creatures. 

But now, his trust in them was repaid with neglect to his health.

Minho looked at the blood bag hanging, shaking his head and kneeling next to the merman to check on him. The few bandages were alarming enough, but there was an oily sheen to Jisung’s skin that left Minho more worried.

And as Jisung’s head dropped against his chest when he was close enough, his fears were confirmed. Jisung had a fever and his landbreathing was wheezy. 

Minho reached out to page his lab with the emergency, requesting urgent transfer. He would not let Jisung wither in a place surrounded by people who treated him just like some fish. 

Minho would make sure to treat him like the precious creation her was.

[sundiessoon]

it is ridiculous how I can just sit there and want to enjoy some content and these two just do something that makes me :| guess i gotta draw inspired on that.

Jisung had his own cardigan, why did he end up in Minho's???

-

They should’ve known this would happen.

Jisung had been quieter at the start of the day, sleepier, and Minho had been more alert and less in the clouds than he usually was.

So the signs that something was going on were all there.

The filming was going fine, they were having fun being loud, but Jisung kept being fidgety with the sweater the stylists put him in. It was too scratchy and didn’t feel right and he was struggling between too hot and too cold. 

And his eyes kept drifting to the soft looking sweater Minho was wearing. 

It eventually culminated when they stopped for the grocery store, and Jisung dragged himself to the other, burying his face into his neck. He muttered something only Minho could hear and the older didn’t hesitate to wrap the sweater he had been idly holding around Jisung’s broad shoulders.

And for a moment they just stood there, Minho looking like he would actually growl if anybody came too close to him and Jisung in this small moment the younger was still winded. 

But the tension slowly faded. Jisung’s body relaxed into something more mellow, and his skin that was heating up cooled down from the comfort. 

They stuck together, as needed, Jisung slouching on the shopping cart and muttering with pouts for what he wanted while Minho drifted to pick up things he knew the younger liked.

And the two were at ease with the subtle signs of belonging to each other.

[camilicy]

Its me and the rats running my life 🐭

[sundiessoon]

A lil bunny found a lil alien quokka!!