expectation vs. reality
Okey i had to draw them bc of an amzing ff by ruerei on ao3 im so exited for next chapter love your work đź©·
Fic Accidentally in Charge by Ruerei on ap3
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yaaaaasssssss……,, (photos are not mine)
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would like to talk about the way he lets his hand slide off helsinki's shoulder; he tries to touch him; to allow that small bit of intimacy but it's simply too much. and you can see it in his face, how disappointed he is in himself; how he thinks "i'll simply have to accept that i will never be able to do this again, won't i?"
then, when they hug at the door in the bank, he has his hand exactly in the same place but he leaves it there.
and then
GIFs by @hemisphaeric
Sir Paul McCartney in Warsaw on June 22, 2013.
Wonderful performance. Thank you for everything! ♥
Genre: Reincarnation, death loop
Gihun didn’t expect his attempt to sway Namgyu’s vote to 'X' to spiral into a conversation about drugs from someone named Thanos. But somehow, there he was, staring at two options: a red edible and a blue one. He recalled the Frontman’s story about The Matrix. Seeking truth, he chose the red edible.
When he woke up, he was back in the dorm, but something was off. The beds were rusted, the sheets scratchy, and the high-tech jumbotron was gone, replaced by a chalkboard hanging on the wall.
None of the players looked familiar. He glanced down. His number: 456.
He was in the first edition of the Games.
It didn’t go well. Without the motion-sensor doll, Red Light, Green Light was enforced manually. Gihun didn’t make it. He died. And that’s when it started.
Reincarnation. Over and over. Sometimes he came back as a young man, sometimes an old woman. Each time with a new number. Each time wearing a new face. Each time meeting a different fate but always dying before the end.
By the 28th loop, he was exhausted. The Games had evolved to become more brutal and intricate. He had the taste of betrayal from his own teammates, being backstabbed (quite literally).
Yet he held onto that sliver of hope that humanity is good. That someone was different.
This time, he met Hwang Inho, who looked like a younger version of Oh Youngil. Amidst the chaos, they formed a bond, a shared sense of justice, and an unlikely friendship born from survival.
Together, they made it to the end. But Gihun, worn and weathered from lifetimes of failure, made a choice. He sacrificed himself, believing Inho could change things for the better.
He didn’t know if he’d come back again. But if he did, maybe he’d finally get it right.
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