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I feel confident enough to post these now. A collection of all the existing posters after some edits from the other post that got 13k notes! These are full size/quality. Go nuts.

You may use them for wallpapers, tabletop campaigns, whatever. Consider tipping me or buying a print or sticker on ko-fi here! If you do use them, let me know what for, or send pictures!

put three f/f ships you like in the tags. doesnt matter how obscure or embarrassing the media, go for it. and no, your m/m ship doesnt count as women

The stars were so pretty as he fell. It was like time slowed, and all he could do was stare. He would be one of them, according to some people. A star in the bright sky.

Despite it being only the afternoon, there were so many stars visible, their colours bleeding through the sunny blue to form myriads of colours, greens and purples and pinks. It was so beautiful, the sight almost made what he had done worth it.

He just wanted to be free. Free of the taunts, the interviews, the memories. Kim Dokja could only take so much, and this was where the curtain would close.

He hadn’t intended for this to be his course of action. He had gone to the window to get some air in the brief lapse between classes and his bullies, but his eyes had caught on that sky. That ethereal, enrapturing sky. He wanted to be part of it. He so desperately did.

Before he knew it, the window was open, and he was half out of it. His legs swung, to and fro, to and fro, all his attention still on the great above.

A gust of window brushed past him, he could feel someone staring at him from behind, but could not bring himself to look away. Perhaps he wouldn’t feel it if he did.

The sky called out to him, and he reached out for it. He reached to the point where his balance could not compensate, and he fell. He kept reaching.

He looked up at that sky, and as the wind rushed through the air, he couldn’t look away.

The brightest star of all, leaking through the canvas like a stain, came from right where he had just sat, where a person now stood, a person who looked just like him.

His attention had left the sky. The pain swiftly came, with a sickening crack as his head hit a branch, taking his consciousness, and with another to his chest, his pulse.

Yoohankim! Based on this:

Kim Dokja is a Star because I get the vibes that he is the thing that yoohan look for in the sky also because he’s a Constellation. Han Sooyoung as the sun because without her writing everything, shining light on everything, nothing would exist. Yoo Joonghyuk as the moon because he is constantly changing and showing different parts of himself, and because there is a half of the moon which is always dark, which reminds me of the theme that you can never truly know a person as their whole.

Portrait of Lee Sookyung :]

Demon King of Salvation I drew when bored

Petitions - UK Government and Parliament

Petition: Do not stop transgender people from receiving care in mainstream hospital wards

The previous government proposed changes to the NHS constitution which would mean transgender hospital patients in England may not be treate

Well fucks? Get to it!

In a world where the scenarios never happened, a different kind of calamity plagues Seoul. Doppelgängers roam the streets, and have done for decades, forcing the world to adopt strict security measures- or risk your flesh being stolen, in more ways than one. Doormen are tasked with putting themselves on the front line to protect ordinary citizens from this threat, and Kim Dokja unwittingly finds himself as one such doorman.

It’s a thankless job, and when Dokja’s building welcomes two new residents, he finds his job only gets more complicated the further he becomes entwined within Yoo Joonghyuk’s life.

A story of hapless, stupid love, in an apocalyptic world that stubbornly refuses to fall.