𝗌𝗎𝗇𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝗒

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𝑺𝑼𝑵𝑺𝑪𝑶𝑷𝑬𝑫 ━━━ 𝑾𝑹𝑰𝑻𝑻𝑬𝑵 𝑩𝒀 𝑺𝑯𝑨𝑵

indie, private, mutuals only blog for the dearly loved fandomless oc, 𝑱𝑼𝑵𝑮 𝑫𝑨𝑬-𝑯𝑶 of 𝑩𝑬𝑨𝑺𝑻𝑴4𝑪𝑯𝑰𝑵𝑬.

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𝑨 𝑺𝑻𝑼𝑫𝒀 𝑰𝑵: being doomed by the narrative / sunshine in human form / to love is to have lived / trust will be the death of you / bright, despite all odds / like a lamb to the slaughter.

𝑳𝑰𝑵𝑲𝑺: 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒔 / 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕 / 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 / 𝒗𝒊𝒔𝒂𝒈𝒆 / 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒕𝒔 / 𝒘𝒊𝒓𝒆

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“ don’t trust everything you see on the internet, folks ! 30% cute is sooooooo not true. i’m more like ?? a million ? a billion percent cute ?? probably more, actually. i don’t even think there’s a number BIG enough to say how cute i am — “

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HOW CUTE IS YOUR MUSE?

TRY AGAIN ???

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please know that i do in fact see the irony in asking other people’s muses to ‘ let dae live ‘ when he does something to annoy them. you know, considering i don’t even let dae live.

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@blessedrulers asked : [ 1. ] sender steps between receiver and an aggressive stranger, voice low and steady: "walk. away." / from Shian ! -> ✱˚｡⋆ ↪ 𝐀 𝐘𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐄 .

it wasn't uncommon, or at least, not as uncommon as it should have been, for fans to get a little intense at times. the idea that an idol was somehow attainable, that they were close with each and every one of their fans was a marketing technique, one as old as time, he's pretty sure ! but dae-ho had never once considered it part of the job, just something he genuinely enjoyed doing. meeting people that admired him and his work, getting to know them ━━━ at least as well as he could in five minutes.

and he loved it, truly.

but there were some out there that felt entitled to his time, treated him like a show pony of sorts. screaming from all directions for him to pose cutely, blow a kiss, sign something ! it was overwhelming at times and, much to dae-ho's surprise, it was the men that were the worst for it.

so when he finds himself face to face with someone, visibly angry because he hadn't responded to them,he stops. eyes wide and full of panic, looking around for someone, anyone, to step in and help him.

i pay money every month to see your messages on bubble, you never reply. why won't you reply ? why won't you notice me ?

the questions catch him off guard, have the idol stepping back to put some space between them, hands raised in defense when he notices the stranger continuing to walk towards him.

it all happens so quickly, truth be told. one minute he's walking to get boba, all undercover and everything ! and next there's some GUY ━━━ standing in front of him, block the fan's view of dae-ho and seemingly ... protecting him ?

he pokes his head around the side ━━━ a silly move, now that he thinks about it. but when there's someone else standing between him and the perceived threat ? well, he gets a little brave ... kind of.

" yeah ! you should listen to him ! just leave me alone, please ! i just want my boba ━━━ "

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@blessedrulers asked : “ Do you want me to stay? ” / from Hayden ! -> questions only sentence starters

he's never claimed to be strong, nor brave for that matter. jung dae-ho was made up of only the softest, brightest things in this world. a person that, on more than one occassion had been called sunshine in human form ━━━ always smiling, always bringing warmth with him wherever he went. so it can be strange, he supposes, for him to be seen as something ... smaller, weaker.

and he hates showing this side of himself ; a painful reminder that, at the end of the day, he was so woefully human. that even he couldn't escape those moments of sadness, of fear, of worry.

how nice they were, he thinks to himself. for making sure he was okay, offering to stay with him when they had no real reason to. nice, he thinks, but not totally needed ━━━ he'd be okay ! just like he always was !

" no ━━━ no ! i'll be fine. pretty sure you'd have like, waaaaaaaaay more important things to do than sit around with me. it's cool, really ! " he insists, though the idea of being left to his own devices had never been an appealing one.

" besides, if ━━━ i'm not really meant to have people over. you'll get in trouble, i'll get in trouble ; it'll be a whole thing ! totally not even worth the effort, actually. "

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@blessedrulers asked : "Who did this?" From Ji ! -> – 𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗗𝗢𝗠 𝗧𝗛𝗥𝗘𝗘 𝗪𝗢𝗥𝗗 𝗣𝗥𝗢𝗠𝗣𝗧𝗦 !

he's hesitant to admit anything really ; even with tears welled up and ready to fall, he hesitates. because saying anything could get his leader in trouble, could cause issues for the entire label that he worked under. because imagine it ━━━ newbie idol tells on leader for grabbing him a little too tight, cries about it ! what a dumb headline ; what a dumb way to lose his job.

dae-ho shakes his head, pulls his sweater over himself just that little bit tighter to hide the obvious hand-shaped bruise that's wrapped around his wrist. telling someone that cared about him was completely out of the question, so why on earth would he go around telling someone he barely knew ?

no, it's best he stays quiet. a little white lie won't hurt, and he knows that it was an accident ! i mean, what are the chances of something like this happening again ?

" ah ? oh ━━━ that ? no, no it was um, " he pointedly avoids meeting the other's gaze, lifts his arm to wipe a few stray tears away while his mind scrambles for a lie that might make this whole conversation go away.

if only he was a better liar.

" ah, i mean ━━━ i'm pretty clumsy so like ? i probably just ... you know, walked into a door or something and can't remember. it's fine ! i'm fine ! "

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@vantehae asked : casually stumbling — oh no, right onto dae's lap. he TOTALLY didn't mean to do that or anything. 🤭

whether by accident or not, dae-ho certainly isn't expecting his boyfriend to fall right into his lap ━━━ literally. his hands dart out instinctively, grabbing jihyun by the waist to steady him because, as far as dae was aware, this wasn't intentional ! no no ! his hyunnie had fallen for him a SECOND time, can you believe it ?

not that it's the worst thing to happen to him, mind you. because as he stares up at jihyun, there's a mischevious gleam in his eyes, the kind of look that only comes about when he's up to something.

or, you know ... when his mind starts to wander.

" a hyunnie, in MY lap ? is it my birthday already ? are you my present ? ooooooooooh, it's my lucky day ! "

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@harpyiiae asked : Sitting. Sitting in his lap. Henning. Protecting. Keeping him safe.

he doesn't know why she does the things that she does, sometimes. well ━━━ he does, in a way. he knows she's not human, knows that some of her characteristics are far from human, and he just sort of ... goes along with it. celeste was good to him, nice to him in perhaps the most genuine way he'd ever witnessed.

celeste was, simply put, a wholeheartedly kind person ; and he liked that about her. even if she refused to move from his lap, even if she was a little over protective of him ( not that he had any idea why, mind you ) he liked it.

because dae-ho was the type of person that was made to be taken care of, and caretaker was a role that celeste had taken on willingly, it seemed. " can i at least lay down, maybe ? you'd probably be comfier too, you know ! "

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ㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤDae - Hos' presence, alone, was nothing SHORT of a miracle. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ Of course, Sung - Hyun came to know of the sordid affair.

Night - Kind. A DEMON, with its' claws buried deep, so terribly deep, into this little budding star. How he'd managed to eek away with his life, was something of a mystery ; Sung - Hyun could never bring himself to ask about it. To prod and pry, to rub SALT in fresh wounds before ripping them open anew. What Dae needed now, was peace. Some semblance of calm.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤSung -Huyun could offer that. A life, lived well, modestly and softly.

Deity comes to a stop, when nickname is softly uttered, the wobble to the others' voice detectable. Were the wings of his HEAD visible, they'd surely be drooping. Sung - Hyun turns on a heel, tray of dishes in hand, still. Idol continues on ; can you make people forget things ?

Of course, it was a LOADED QUESTION ; In some ways, yes, Sung - Hyun had the ability, the PERMISSION, the means. On another hand, however ... It was another tampering that would only find him on his knees, flogged in reprimand for yet ANOTHER instance of insubordination. His eyes drift from Daes' lying figure, grip on try only growing more intense.

❝ ... Maybe ... another like me, yeah ... I'm kind of on probation. Have been since ... Jeez, when did Da Vinci die ? ❞ An attempt at jest ; he knows, it's been the latter half, of one - hundred and fifty THOUSAND years.

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they haven't spoken about it ━━━ dae-ho refuses to utter a word of what happened that night. he'd turned down therapy, he'd turned down his family and friends and bottled up the horrors of that night so that the people he cared about him didn't have to hear it, but more importantly, so he didn't have to relive it. it was bad enough that he was plagued, night after night, with images clear enough to make him feel like he'd gone back in time. a voice, with a quality to it that dae-ho couldn't pinpoint, but could only describe as horrifying.

the nights were the hardest, when every pocket of darkness, every misshapen object could be mistaken for HIM, a hiding space for HIM. han soo-jin may have died that night, but he had never left dae-ho's thoughts, and the young idol feared that he'd go the rest of his life, forced to suffer with the memory of what had happened to him.

he forces a smile, though there's no real light behind it. dae-ho hadn't lost his spark, his light ━━━ it had been stolen from him. forced from his hands and buried with whatever parts of soo-jin had remained after his death. there was once a bright, young man inside this body ━━━ but now he was nothing more than a shadow of his former self, and he wasn't sure if he'd ever be the same again.

" would you help me find someone who could ? " still, he doesn't shift his gaze from the dreary ceiling, and still does his voice remain quiet, lacking it's usual bubbly tones.

" it's just ... " lips pursed, eyes scrunch shut as he tries to will the tears that threaten to fall away. go away go away go away go away. but is he speaking to the tears that almost fall, or the image of soo-jin that lays in waiting the moment he closes his eyes ?

" i just want it to stop. can you help me ... make it stop ? "

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dae-ho appreciation post and u can’t fucking stop me

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@vantehae asked : jihyun is squeezing and squishing his cheeks, cooing in a singsongy tone. "you're the cutest man in the whole world. how did you get so cute~?"

cheeks well and truly squished, and if it were anyone he probably would have whined about it, complained that he was being treated like a baby when he most certainly was NOT a baby. but this is jihyun, his hyunnie bunny, his favourite person in the whole wide world !

when jihyun gives him attention, any sort of attention, he takes it with both hands and RUNS with it !! because seriously, who didn't want to be doted on by their boyfriend ? who didn't want to be told just how cute they were, even when they already knew they were totally adorable !

he reaches up, mimics the other's actions and gives his boyfriend's cheeks a good squish and squeeze of their own ! " nuh uh !! you're literally the cutest, it's you ! you ! you ! look at you, hyunnie - i could just eat you up ! "

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clumsy hannie for @strayklds birthday 💖💖

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there's that line that's like, " the hands that cradled you are soaked in unfathomable amounts of blood. " " but they cradled me, yes ? "

and i think that sums up dae's view on most people so easily. it's not about what someone did in the past, who they were or what brought them to that point. things like that are important for understanding a person, yes, but they don't define a person, at least not in dae's eyes.

he's the poster boy for accepting people as they are and meeting them where they're at. he never judges, he never holds things against you he just ... accepts. he trusts without question, he gives the benefit of the doubt without a second thought. dae-ho's trust and acceptance of a person are not something that needs to be earned, it's a given.

if you're good to him, he's good to you. and that's all there is to it.

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friendly reminder that this is the idiot who has stolen ur hearts tysm

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- jung daeho, who wanted to be just like his big brother growing up

- jung daeho, who worked hard as a trainee, whose biggest dream was to perform alongside his big brother just ONCE

- jung daeho, who never got the chance to perform with his big brother because cheol-min was forced to medically retire before dae was ever able to debut

- jung daeho, who despite this, works hard to be the best idol he can be, if only so he lives up to his brother’s name.

- jung daeho, whose life is controlled and dictated by the leader of his group, who is worked relentlessly without thanks, without so much as a good work, and does so without much complaint because not only does he want to make his brother proud, but he wants to make soojin proud.

- jung daeho, whose only crime was trusting the wrong person, loving that person, and ended up losing his life as punishment.

- jung daeho, whose last conversation with his big brother was on the other end of the phone, begging for him to come and find him and apologizing for not listening, before the line goes dead.

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@sunscoped ── what did he find hiding away? one of soo’s robes? ooh! doesn’t he look so cute prancing around in it actually—

ㅤ Finery, sourced from a TAILOR tucked away, in the dense of the city. An elder seamstress, who had served Kings, who had woven intricate patterns for PURE - KIND since her youth.

And, such dressings, are now in the hands of DAE - HO, who cannot hope to fit them, the same way Young - Soo does. A slight bit shorter, than they, had the robe trailing a bit too low, though this one did not yet kiss the surface of the ground.

They, in their exhaustion, cannot muster the energy, nor effort it'd take to reprimand Dae for his actions ; they cannot delve into the where's and why's of how nice clothing such as that came to be. No, instead they remain complicit in the crime of theft, watching mortal bounce about in their clothing. It's endearing, to say the least.

❝ You need one of your own, it'd seem ... ❞ do they tiredly croak, leaning 'gainst coffin lid lightly. ❝ It looks lovely on you, darling. Just a touch too long ... ❞

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and really, the details of how it came to be would be lost on him. an appreciation for clothing, in the loosest sense of the term. he appreciates it more on his partner, he appreciates how ... pretty they look, always so dressed up, even when they're dressing down. maybe he wants to feel pretty too, maybe he wants to pretend that he's someone with a bit more elegance and class, even though he's anything but.

he has all the elegance of one of those inflatable tube people, waving around and looking a fool ; but at least he's a lot cuter than those things !

he strikes a pose against the wall, leg propped up and arm over his head like he's some damsel from some old-timey film. dae-ho isn't brave enough to wear the robe exactly how soo wears it ( that is to say, nude, for the most part ) but as he poses, the robe opens up just a little more, a little leg exposed, which the younger is quick to cover up.

though really, it was nothing that young-soo hadn't seen before.

" you think i could pull it off ? you always look so cute when you wear it ━━━ and i wanted to look cute too ! doesn't really fit me that well though, huh ? "