#[ jun ‣ visage ]

[demonsfate]

EYES OF KAZAMA.

jin, jun, & asuka.

[smileflowcr]

Jun Soohyun, 22 años, 01/03/2002, piscis, estudiante de artes.

[maximura]

Jun | PYSCHO 

[angelfate]

jun bewbs

[wildwoof]

special shots of the main boys. ❤️

[yaseinohyena]

Thank the gods Sora is so cute, so I can make my boys be extra cute too.

[starliitstories]

[caelcstis]

CHU WANNING -- tags ( i still have to add him to the roster )

transcendent holiness && eyes like a burning phoenix ⸢ 𝐂𝐇𝐔 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 / visage. ⸥ life had never been kind to you but you still wish to protect humanity ⸢ 𝐂𝐇𝐔 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 / about. ⸥ simple && clean with the utmost attention to detail in your works ⸢ 𝐂𝐇𝐔 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 / aes. ⸥ to desire is to want && you’ve been taught you deserve nothing ⸢ 𝐂𝐇𝐔 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 / desires. ⸥ a broken soul && a broken will but he’s all you have left ⸢ 𝐂𝐇𝐔 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 / 0.5. ⸥ misunderstandings are already building into your sins ⸢ 𝐂𝐇𝐔 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 / 1.0. ⸥ away from public eye &&. content with such a simple life ⸢ 𝐂𝐇𝐔 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 / 2.0. ⸥ it was the only time you could cry &&. not feel ashamed ⸢ 𝐂𝐇𝐔 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 / xia sini. ⸥ the heavens couldn’t protect its darling but you gave everything for him instead ⸢ 𝐂𝐇𝐔 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 / xue meng. ⸥ even with jealousy creeping in your gut you still adored && cared for him ⸢ 𝐂𝐇𝐔 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 / shi mei. ⸥ only you knew of the boy who cried over not being able to save the earth worms ⸢ 𝐂𝐇𝐔 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 / mo ran. ⸥ a misunderstanding caused you to hate him for so long even though your heart still wanted to love him ⸢ 𝐂𝐇𝐔 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 / taxian jun. ⸥ whether it’s this life or the past i will always submit to you ⸢ 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐖𝐀𝐍 ⸥

[whorunthewcrld]

TAGS 1/?

Emma Senju Hina Jun Ochako

[yaseinohyena]

There's the arm cross. His brows begin to furrow together. Do they have to be so cryptic with him right now? A straight answer would be far more preferred. It eases his mind, so he doesn't have to go through a hundred different scenarios on what's bothering his boyfriend today. Jun decides to scoot closer to Hiyori. "GODDAMN, Ohii-san, that hardly tells me anything. It is sudden when you weren't pouting before while you were staring at me. What's going on?"

He is scouting over in the corner of the couch, even if his boyfriend is talking to him, his pout only grow bigger and his arms crosses in front of his chest. "It is not a sudden pout, Jun-kun. It is a very very seriously scandal pout."

[demonsfate]

tekken 5: jin & jun kazama by falcoon

[sagnaevi]

So sad, so sad. Your Highness, look at yourself, look what they've done to you.

[smileflowcr]

Jun Hyewon, 22, 11/10/2001, libra.

verse original: estudiante de letras.

verse genshin: una cantante de Fontaine que viaja por Teyvat cuya visión es hydro y usuaria de lanza. Ahora mismo se encuentra en Sumeru.

verse cyberpunk: joven con especialidad en armas a distancia, conocimientos de programación e inconfundible por su brillante cabello rojo. Su misión principal es espiar y, de ser necesario, acabar con personas de altos cargos.

[the-switch-conspiracy]

SVSSS AU Post Canon Time Loop. Warning: people dying a lot and gore.

~(O-O)~

One, two. The first times came as a surprise. Between a breath and the next; dropped tea cups shattering. Their shocked eyes meeting, barely widening enough to expose blood shot whites, before the rippling wet sound of metal into viscera filled the stilling air. Like flowers, red bloomed on green, on white, soaked through black. They were but puppets falling from cut strings, their glass eyes staring accusingly at the coming dawn. Three, four. A little faster, a little more refined in our response. The first bodies to fall crushing the delicate stalks of grass beneath them, were not their own. Their attackers staining the visage with their rot. An ever growing expansion with no end in sight. A shining sword glare pierces through bone. Movement to his left, his companion falling lit my the gentle morning glow, before a blinding pain to his eye. Then black. Five, Six. Curls blowing in the wind as demonic Qi rose, several demons cut down. Zheng Yang singing as it dispatched three, four attackers in a row. The edge of the blade shining red in the harsh midday light, his robes twirling around his body with each nimble twist. He turns his back towards the sight, hope forming in his heart. An arrow shot towards his eye blocked, a sword glare cast, slicing head from body. In an instant comes a familiar sound, his husband's voice releasing a death knell of a gasp. Before him; a white lotus painted red, the delicate mist raining from a still beating heart. Twelve, Thirteen. It all started a few day’s earlier, at the reminder of a certain upcoming plot point. The mating migration of the Silk-Winged Butterfly-Hawk, a once in a century event wherein the said birds left the hidden realm the predominately resided in to dance above the great Eastern Lotus Lakes.

- He dodges a strike to his side, his back hitting his husband’s. One by one they slaughter those circling them. A hand seal summoning a thousand lotus petals to rip through flesh, peppering strangely corroding skin. The moons soft glow beamed down on them, their hands slickening with heat and silver reflecting blood-

A hint to his husband later and they were packed and ready for their trip. Sure they could have had Mobei-Jun teleport them there, but it was about the journey AND the Silver-Winged Butterfly-Hawk mating migration destination! It was to be a leisurely bit of travel, he and his husband, stopping just a few times along the way. So imagine his surprise when he came across his favourite Shidi just two days into their trip!

- The beats of thousands of wings taking off, hundreds of birds scattering to the sky. Brilliant white robes flaring against the waters' glare. Cheng Luan glowing silver, fuelled by it’s user’s potent spiritual energy struck out in a shining ripple. His strikes flow like a wave, his form strong and ceaseless under the barrage that assailed him. The War God and his Soaring Phoenix -

His dedicated Shidi had been travelling in the area as part of a mission for the sect. There had been sightings of strange phenomena, and stranger creatures appearing in the area surrounding the Lotus Lakes. While Liu Shidi hadn’t seen anything of the sort himself, he was concerned about their safety. Or well specifically his Shixiong’s, although Shen Qingqiu did have a plan to change that. Well, the outline of a plan, more of a partial kind of well… it was a work in progress! So, this information was perfect! If there was indeed issues in the area it would be remiss of Shen Qingqiu to not survey the area himself as an immortal cultivator, and he couldn’t just leave Binghe, plus his Shidi was already on it so joining them would be no problem! Perfect.

-Liu Qingge parry's a strike, his sword burying itself to the hilt. The wound festers red and black around the blade, the skin pulsating as it seemingly climbed up its’ surface. Trying to tug the blade free was fruitless, as if it was being consumed by the deforming mass beneath him. He swings both the blade and the body stuck to it to block the blow from his front. He can't block the blow that impales his side, nor could he stop the blow to his throat. Thrown from his feet he lands in the lake, sinking beneath the silver water. Bubbles form as his body thrashes in his death throes. White stained red, petals crushed beneath his submerging form. The stain spreads; the bubbles stop.-

It’s fun travelling with them both, yes his husband and Liu Qingge fight like cats and dogs, but on Binghe’s side he practically playing! It’s enrichment!

“Shen Qingqiu, control your husband!” The red flush spreading across his Shidi’s face was rather fetching, he could see why his husband liked causing it… and well, it’s not bullying if his Shidi likes it. The satisfaction points speak for themselves! Though admittedly they are much, much higher when he’s the one teasing his Shidi, a gain however is a gain!

“Liu Shishu just can’t handle losing to this one, maybe Shizun should kiss his wounds as a consolation prize~” A teasing sneer spreads across Binghe’s face as he gloats, a sneaky little glance towards this husband follows. Ah Binghe, you’re coming across too strong! We talked about this, be more gentle! Treat him like a skittish cat!

“Ah Shidi, Binghe’s only teasing.” He raises his fan to cover his face, coyly glancing at his Shidi from behind it, “After all, I’ll only kiss your wounds if you win.”

“Y-You- Shameless!” Yes, he did so love the time they spend together.

-Time after time, one after the other, the grief never fades. The deaths will haunt his mind forever, a permanent scar across his psyche. Will he ever be able to close his eyes without seeing Qingge cut down? His husband gasping for air? His own limbs severed? Yet the hoard encroaches. A never ending onslaught.

"Husband! Behi-" Pain tearing through his spine, an arc of gore glowing in the moonshine. Red blood, black blood. It doesn’t end.

3̵̨̲̰͉̤͓͓̜̯͉͈̕̕͜͜0̶̧̛̝̭͈̤͕͇͙̩̠%̷̞̦̈́̄͆̓̕ Thirty four, Thirty FiVe. His lungs were screaming. Every block, and lunge, and slash, and parry exhausting him to the bone. All he could taste was rust and ash, Qingge fell silently a breath, an incense stick, a shi chen, ago. His body a shield again this master's blunder. He can barely lift his sword, his meridians felt almost burnt from the power cloying the air. A sickeningly wet squelch, Binghe's roar faltering to a whimper as his body hits the rocks. Another demon down, or a cultivator? Bodies falling, falling. He can’t, he can’t. Two red moons fill the sky, water fills his lungs. [User seems to be struggling with this Mission! >_< Poor showing from host! Well User can always retry!! 500 B-points!] [Y/N] [Y]

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FiFty SeveN. He's drowning in blood. Was it Binghe's arm he was holding? It must be, Shidi was dragging him. Somewhere. Hmmm, the shouting is getting closer, and Qingge's breaths sounded quite wet! Ah! He's coughing! Well better out than in, Shidi, ah it's... Dripping. Here, Shixiong will wipe it away... Why... Tears? Ah Shidi looks so!! So!!! If this master wasn't married! Ah Wait we...Well maybe Binghe will... Here Shidi hold on to Binghe for this one a moment. Why are you giving me that look? Ah you're crushing me! For someone so lithe looking you're really quite heavy! Ah, it's quite- Shidi... Liu shidi.. you... Please keep coughing please you're too quiet. Please I can’t... It's tOo quiEt it’s toO [User seems to be running low on B-points. User has 427 B-points remaining! Luckily User 0002 can use his VIP to reduce the cost to 400 B-points for the next attempt!!] [Y/N] [Y] FIFTY EIGHT. Not just demons, not just cultivators. No, of course not. It was him. His fault. Who else could it be? Only he had the power, only he had the will. Only he had the golden finger, the halo, the fucking audacity! But there was something wrong. Glowing red eyes, skin twitching, shifting, like textures not loading in. His voice crackling, modulated.

"Ah S̸͕̑ḫ̴̅ĭ̶̟z̶̡̏u̵͇͂n̵͓͝~ you thought that s̸͍͠e̴͋ͅà̸̗l̵̰͠i̷͓͝n̵͎͑g̵̜̉ this world from me would be so simple? There is nowhere you could run, no world you could jump to, that I would be u̵͚͊n̷̜͆ä̶̢́b̸̞̊ḻ̷͌ě̷̤ to follow. So please, just submit, this Junshang will treat you well."

“go… fuck… yourself..” Spitting words like spitting blood, the ringing of bells…. No… sirens blaring in the skies.

The monster’s ribs cracked and spasms, a twisted knot of glossy black bone and gently pulsating red wires. An artificial monstrosity. What had he done to himself, to gain access to this world? Qingge sprawled in a heap, a black puddle spreading beneath him, Xin Mo sheathed like a grave marker in his back. His husband split throat to navel, his body failing to knit itself back together, strangled gurgles bubbling in his throat. A hoard of demons, no… cultivators? They surround him in twitching, glitching, grinning masses. Their distorted faces all corrupted copies of his own. This time its his own blade that takes his life. The howling, glitching screams of rage following him into the dark.

“Y̷̯͛o̸͇͆ǔ̷ͅ'̴̗̐l̵̦̓l̷͍͠ ̵̜̂b̷͙́e̷̟̊ ̴̱͆m̵͚̈́í̵̲ǹ̷̻e̵̛͚ S̷̝͠h̴̭̔e̵̺͝n̶̆͜ ̵̳̏Ỳ̴̻ü̷͇a̷̤̔n̴͈̅!̴̼̐”

7̸̝̓3̷̬́%̵̧͊ [User 0002 is out of B-Points! It appears you have failed! (>U-U)> But! This generous system is willing to offer User 0002 a super! limited! one! time! offer if User is willing!] [Y/N] [Why]

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[Because User 0002 transformed a stupid work into a magnificent, high quality, first-rate classic! It would be a shame for so much work to be unmade due to… external meddling!] [And the cost] [^-^ Will User 0002 not pay any price? This SYSTEM is offering User the chance to escape this fate! Protagonist Luo and Second Male Lead Liu will be alive! The best ending could be in your grasp!! After all “You can you up, no can no bb!” ] [Y/N]

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[User 0002 has made the right choice! This SYSTEM can’t wait to work closely with User Shen! <(^3^)>] {Loading World State: 10….........33..............68.............99.........100%} {Creating Mind Space 100%. Building Temporal Archives 100%. Allocating User Permission. . . Complete}

{Clearing WORLD CORRUPTION FILE DATA: E̸̹̋Ṟ̵̅R̵͉͊O̵̳͘R̵̭̿} {Activating ARCHIVIST Protocol...}

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[bestsynthpop]

Synthpop Bracket 1: Round 1 matchups

Thomas Dolby: Europa and the Pirate Twins vs. Howard Jones: What Is Love?

M: Pop Muzik vs. Missing Persons: Destination Unknown

Sparks: Cool Places vs. Spandau Ballet: To Cut A Long Story Short

Company B: Fascinated vs. Soft Cell: Tainted Love

The Buggles: Video Killed the Radio Star vs. Prince: Raspberry Beret

Magazine 60: Don Quichotte vs. Visage: Fade to Grey

Erasure: Oh L'Amour vs. Giorgio Moroder: Chase

Bronski Beat: Smalltown Boy vs. Peter Gabriel: Shock the Monkey

Sparks: Number One Song In Heaven vs. Strawberry Switchblade: Michael Who Walks By Night

Camouflage: The Great Commandment vs. The Human League: (Keep Feeling) Fascination

Tubeway Army: Are Friends Electric vs. a-ha: Take On Me

Kate Bush: Running Up That Hill vs. Ministry: Every Day is Halloween

Laurie Anderson: O Superman vs. Shriekback: Nemesis

ABC: The Look of Love vs. Pet Shop Boys: It's a Sin

The Human League: Don't You Want Me vs. Herbie Hancock: Rockit

Heaven 17: (We Don't Need This) Fascist Groove Thang vs. Newcleus: Jam On It

Falco: Der Kommissar vs. Til Tuesday: Voices Carry

New Order: Blue Monday vs. Electronic: Getting Away With It

Debbie Deb: When I Hear Music vs. Sandra: Maria Magdalena

Men Without Hats: Safety Dance vs. Ultravox: Vienna

Baltimora: Tarzan Boy vs. The Nails: 88 Lines About 44 Women

Thomas Dolby: She Blinded Me With Science vs. Tom Tom Club: Genius of Love

Book of Love: Pretty Boys and Pretty Girls vs. Pet Shop Boys: West End Girls

Siouxsie and the Banshees: Cities In Dust vs. Howard Jones: New Song

Fad Gadget: Collapsing New People vs. Jun Togawa: Suki Suki Daisuki

Exposé: Point of No Return vs. Sly Fox: Let's Go All the Way

New Order: Bizarre Love Triange vs. Bananarama: Cruel Summer

Devo: Girl U Want vs. Bronski Beat: Hit that Perfect Beat

Erasure: A Little Respect vs. Talking Heads: Burning Down the House

Anything Box: Living in Oblivion vs. David Bowie: Ashes to Ashes

Peter Schilling: Major Tom vs. The The: Infected

Devo: Whip It vs. The B-52s: Rock Lobster