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bebebisous33 · 6 months

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The Edge Of Ambiguity: Hidden Monsters 👼👹

I selected #TheEdgeOfAmbiguity as new Manhwa. It is a true gem! #모호함의 언저리 @Ey_zi_ #뷰파인더 The essay "Hidden Monsters🧚‍♂️👹" is finished. I hope you'll like the analysis. Retweet/like it as support. Thanks. Feel free to comment.

Please support the authors by reading the Manhwas on the official websites. This is where you can read the Manhwa: The Edge of Ambiguity. But be aware that this Manhwa is a Yaoi, which means, it is about homosexuality. Here is the link, if you are interested in other Manhwas: Table of Contents of analyzed or mentioned Manhwas (like f. ex. Beta Off Not Dating, The Ghost’s Nocturne eg.) It would…

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#리디북스 #@Ey_zi_#Analyses #Choi Yoojin #EZ #모호함의 언저리 #Han Do-Yoon #Hyunwoo #Lim Gyujin #Manhwa #Mr. Jeong #Psychology #Psychopath #Shin Soo-Young #Tae Jihwan #Tae Seong-Jun #Yaoi

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chicken-fifi · 9 months

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KEY: Smut🌶️, Fluff 🥰, Angst 🥺, Violent 🔪, Ships 🚢, Suggestive 😏

Reactions:

Imagines:

-> Kim Jeha / K2

-> Go Anna

-> Choi Sungwon

-> Choi Yoojin

-> Jang Sejoon

-> Kim Sunggyu / K1

-> Jang Miran / J4

-> Other characters are welcome to be requested

Headcanons:

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localtheorycorner · 4 months

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Which protagonist are you? The cool, unfeeling, emotionally repressed, muscular, perfect hair (usually black), super handsome, and ridiculously OP protagonist?

Or are you the scammer, obsessed with money, my little pathetic meow meow, cunning, grabbable waist, average/pretty boy, scammer smile, and lowkey kinda weak/at the same time powerful, loser protagonist?

#orv #kim dokja #yoo joonghyuk #cale henituse #trash of the count's family #choi han #solo leveling #when the third wheel strikes back #jesse venetiaan #cedric riester #lee kiyoung #han yoojin #kim gongja #lloyd frontera #javier asrahan

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sscarletvenus · 1 month

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when the brainrot actually is rotting your brain...

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4ses · 4 months

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S.E.S. Entertainment Magazine — lOllOl Summer 1999 issue

#s.e.s #ses #sea #bada #choi sunghee #eugene #kim yoojin #1999

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butterfirefly · 1 year

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Who is it?

KNOCK KNOCK Yoojin: [opens the door] Dokja? Shouldn't you be at the suicide club? Dokja: Meeting's cancelled. One of our members is getting married. Yoojin: I thought Gongja got married last month. Dokja: It's a different one this time. You wouldn't know them. Anyway, did you guys hear the news? Some psycho's running around destroying the city. Cale: [closing his eyes and reclining on his rocking chair] Not my problem. Yoojin: [tapping on his phone] Oh, good! Someone's live streaming it. [The fourth wall is shaking faintly] Yoojin: Ack. Sorry. Dokja: It's fine. Yoojin: Ahem... H-here, let me bring the volume up. Nameless Instagrammer: [sounds of explosion] Holy ■■■■! Did you see that?! A whole building just collapsed! [phone shakes violently as they begin to run] ■■■■■. This swordsman's ■■■■■■■■ crazy... Trio: [instantly becomes hyperalert] Nameless Instagrammer: Bet he has a ton of fans though. Lots of shallow ■■■■■■■ in the world. It's me. I'm ■■■■■■■. [pauses to evade a flying debris] My friend managed to take a picture of him while he was demolishing her school, but- what? [reading the comments] No? I can't show you right now 'cause I'm trying not to die. Anyway, he's insanely good-looking. Like. Waaay handsome. Cale: [sags in relief] Dokja and Yoojin: [anxiety intensifies] Cale: By any chance... did either of you forget to inform your group of your whereabouts, too? Dokja: [hurriedly typing out a group text to his nebula] Not me. I'm not that stupid. Yoojin: Yoohyunie was in a dungeon, but I stuck a message on the fridge before I left... [shakes his head sharply] No. No way. That can't be Yoohyunie. Dokja: How can you be so sure? He many not be as han- Cale: [casts a shield around himself] Dokja: ... as much of a handful as Joonghyuk, but he's a [lowers his voice to a mutter] handsome swordsman, too. Yoojin: [pretends he didn't notice to keep his body count from rising and just shrugs] Because Yoohyunie promised. I told him after the mess in Hong Kong that if he wiped out another city again, I wouldn't hug him for a week. Cale: Okay. Let's pretend there's nothing wrong with what you said for a second. What about that monster pet you told us about that likes to eat everything? Dokja: Yeah. What if it ate the note? Yoojin: Chir- Nameless Instagrammer:Holy ■■■■■■■ ■■■■, he's here. The Swordsman: CALE-NIIIM Cale: [rushes out of the room] SONOFA-

#cale has to apologize to choi han Right Now for thinking he's not that handsome or I'm making him kiss white star next time I lose my sanity #yoohyunie is an angel and he'll never break a promise with his hyung ^_^ <3 #joonghyuk's out there. somewhere.#cale henituse #kim dokja #han yoojin #tcf #orv #sctir #I feel like I need to come up with a tag for these posts...

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screamingtofuu · 2 years

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GUESS WHO’S ALIVE

Iamsosorrycollegeiskillingme

Anyway have the holy trinity (do people still call them that????) being feral

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ecile · 1 year

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the twilight zone

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ladyhatter614 · 2 years

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Every friend group has a designated token straight friend

Kim Dokja with is Life and Death Companion Yoo Joonghyuk: ...

Han Yoojin with his Sugar Daddy Sung Hyunjae: ...

Cale Henituse with Alberu and Choi Han: ...

Kim Gonja, who is a simp for his WIFE: ... Oh shit, am I the token straight friend?

Dokja, Yoojin & Cale: Yep.

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yunwooz · 2 years

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PIXY ✧ 'VILLAIN' MV

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girlgroupnetwork · 2 years

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PIXY - 'REBORN' INDIVIDUAL TEASER IMAGE #1 [Dark City Episode 01 - REBORN]

#satbyeol #jeon yoojin #sua #choi sua #pixy #pixynet #femaleidol #femadolsedit #femaleidolsedit #kgoddesses #dazzlingidolsedit #nugudomedit #rosieposie #*edits #by bravegirlss

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wovenstarlight · 1 year

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hey remember what i said about thinking of a new and interesting way to ruin yoojin's life. au of the secret haunting au. i love ghosts i love talking about ghosts but i especially love when they're real

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Han Yoohyun dies.

And then Han Yoohyun wakes up.

To screaming, to strangers' hands stretching out, to his brother with tears staining his cheeks and a glowing red stone in his palm--

Han Yoohyun wakes up, and he's in one of Haeyeon's reception rooms, his brother in front of him. "Hyung-?" he starts, already reaching out, eyes scanning him--no blood, no scars, no awkward stance to keep the weight off his bad leg--

There's a hand on his shoulder. He whips around, slapping the hand off--

It's Song Taewon.

Song Taewon is dead.

"You're dead too," Chief Song says, like he knows what Yoohyun's thinking. His voice is steady and firm, like he's giving a mission briefing. Not looking for a fight. Yoohyun grits his teeth and doesn't let himself relax. "We're ghosts, or something like it. It's a side effect of your brother's skills, as far as we can tell."

(The dragon's claws, ripping through him like scissors through paper. He can't remember the last time he felt that sort of pain, but he can remember thinking worth it.)

Yoohyun turns and stares at his brother. He looks--healthy, thank god, but he also looks... strangely young. "What's..." He frowns, glancing around. He knows this room. Didn't they replace these sofas? "How are we here?"

"A wishing item." Chief Song steps up beside him; out of the corner of his eye, he can see him studying hyung with a frown on his face. "He asked to go five years back in time with his memories."

A do-over? Hope swells inside Yoohyun, only to die just as fast, because-- "Hyung," he says again, loudly. Too loud.

His brother looks straight through him, a hollowness to his eyes.

"He can't hear you," a new voice whispers. Yoohyun glances over sharply to find the room crowded by strangers, except... He knows these faces. Aren't these hyung's old teammates? (A side effect of your brother's skills.) The one who must have spoken is near the front, staring at him. Her name slips his mind, but the brown hair and that sweater are distinct. She was among the earliest people hyung worked with, and if he's remembering the report right, she died in that very outfit.

Whatever her name is, she gives him a cautious glance before taking a slow step closer, peering at Yoojin as her mouth thins into a line. "He can't see you, either," she continues. "And you won't be able to touch him. Oppa's got no idea we're here."

Yoohyun thought so. He's clenching his teeth so tight his jaw aches, and he forces himself to relax, or at least enough to stop the hurting. "How long have you been watching?"

"Since we died," one of the others pipes up. Yoohyun vaguely recognizes him, too. (Hyung's friend, hyung's coworker, hyung's friend, hyung's friend, hyung's teammate, on and on... And Chief Song? whispers a tiny voice at the back of his mind.) The man shrugs. "Like Chief Song said. We're ghosts, right?"

Ghosts, or something like it. Yoohyun swallows. "And you've never been able to--"

That's when someone comes storming through the door, hyung's teammates hastily pulling out of his way. "Hyung," the intruder snaps, and Yoohyun bristles as he looks over (his hyung not yours not yours-!).

It's--him. It's Han Yoohyun.

"Dungeon brokers are--"

"Sorry," hyung says, and Yoohyun feels like shaking apart at the look in his brother's eyes when he gazes at the other-him. "I won't do it again."

Other-Yoohyun's brows furrow. Yoohyun realizes that on his face, surprise looks a lot like frustration. "If you've maybe gotten yourself in trouble-"

He keeps talking, but Yoohyun doesn't want to listen. Five years ago, Chief Song said. He knows the way he was talking to his brother five years ago.

He remembers exactly why he spoke to him that way, because it's the same reason he spoke to him that way just an hour or so ago. That doesn't stop him from wanting to put a fist through other-him's face when he sees the way hyung just takes it, the sheer lack of fury, of even just indignation. I was being immature, he's saying with a laugh, like it wasn't an hour ago that he threw his weapons aside and faced down a dragon and told Yoohyun I'll save you the trouble of holding a funeral--

He's not sure what sort of expression he's making, but by the way Song Taewon hisses "Han Yoohyun," and the other ghosts draw back, it must not be a very nice one.

Well. It's not like he cares about that sort of thing.

The tangled surge of emotions has his ears ringing, and so it's hard to hear what exactly other-Yoohyun says to their hyung before his brother suddenly steps forward and pulls him into a hug. Yoohyun steps forward, too, unable to stop himself. "Hyung," he whispers, strangled, and he isn't calm enough to hear properly again but he can see his brother's lips shape the words my brother, shape his name.

The next words cut clear through the ringing.

I love you.

There's arms wrapping around Yoohyun, and he shoves them away instinctively, pulling back with a snarl--

Hyung stares back, eyes wide with surprise and--a flicker of hurt that disappears a second later, replaced by blankness, and Yoohyun gasps, reaches out, and when he clutches at his brother's shoulders, his hands don't go through.

His hands don't go through.

(And you won't be able to touch him.)

"…Yoohyun-ah?" hyung asks, tentatively raising a hand before hesitating and going to drop it. Yoohyun instinctively grabs for it before he can lower it completely, wrapping his fingers around his brother's, and hold on, hold on, where's the stiffness in his fingers and the tightness of the skin at his wrist from old injuries and scars--?

Yoohyun slaps his other hand against his own face. Cheeks softer and rounder than he remembers, the line of his jaw not nearly harsh enough. Cold air against his forearms as he fumbles his way through the check; his forearms are bare--

His forearms are bare. He's in a T-shirt. The blood-soaked turtleneck, the rippling coat, they're- they're gone.

Hyung's still here.

"Hyung," he breathes, and yanks his brother back into another hug, tighter than before. Hyung lets out a muffled squawk, but he falls into the hold without a fight, clutching back at Yoohyun just as hard. Yoohyun buries his face in his brother's neck. "Hyung."

"Yoohyun-ah," hyung says, audibly bewildered. He reaches up and combs a hand through Yoohyun's hair. "What's- What happened? What's wrong?"

What's wrong? What's wrong? "You almost died," Yoohyun hisses. "You almost died, you would've died if I hadn't- You would've- You were going to--"

His voice rises as he keeps talking, and Yoohyun's fingers curl into his brother's shirt as he all but shouts- "Don't ever do that again!"

His voice cracks on the last word, and the next breath that escapes him comes out halfway to a sob, and his brother's hand has frozen in his hair, so Yoohyun raises his head to look at him--

Yoojin is staring back at him in undisguised horror. "What?" And then, a second later, eyes widening impossibly further: "You remember?"