cloud nine // csb // 12 - critical thinking
summary: a group of friends form on nsfw twitter, and hijinks ensue. but when jisu starts catching feelings for soobin after filming with him, she has to grapple with her feelings while assuring her close bond with him doesn’t die.
general warnings: choi soobin x oc (moon jisu), smau, smut, fluff, angst, crack, the rest of txt is here too, aespa is also here just bc they serve, no relationships or events in this story reflect real ships and are just for the story, this is a pro sex-work story obv, lowkey probably gonna be filthy as hell considering it’s a sex work au, vague relationships lmao, she/they oc because i’m projecting, genderfluid yeonjun agenda, oc has a not-so-secret thing for soobin’s hands, they use fake names on twt :)
chapter warnings: jokes about suicide (please get help if you’re struggling!), a joke about stds/stis, #denial
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Okay! Fuck it! Have a massive dump of every single flag for the webcomic thingy I'm working on. First is the Air-Force Flag for Kariela
This is the main flag for the Nation Of Kareila! I have like three of these but this is the best looking one.
Here is the flag for the German Puppet state! The symbol ended up way more sci-fi then I expected! But eh. It looks nice!
Heres The Kareilan Naval Flag! This one is like my second favoruite! I love how it hangs in the ocean of blue! Love this one!
Heres the not very Secret Police Police flag! This one is pretty nice! I love the symbol I made for it!
Oh yeah! Heres the plain Kareilan Symbol for fun!
Heres the Karielan Marine Flag I made while experminting with shapes!
Heres the flag for the UFC! I've already posted this one! I just wanted to post it again!
And last but not least! The free nation of Ireland! This one is a really neat design! I hope you've enjoyed all of these flags made by me in my spare time! Don't mind the mispellings. I'm just very bad at typing!
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Original stories im working on if anyone's interested
Dreamland - Its a story inspired by alice in wonderland about three kids that fell into a hole that sent them to dreamland, a odd non sense world where they have to get out of as the three kids form a connection. Its themes are centered around connection, escapism and loneliness.
Lilac, Lucas and the journey to whatsalot - Another story thats inspired by alice in wonderland except its specifically inspired by the 1988 czech adaptation loosely. Its centered around two kids (lilac and lucas) in a home both are recently in with their guardian having a new partner that looked 'strange'. At night, lucas and lilac discover a secret in their home and accidently end up in their guardians closet, where they find their partner strangely going to somewhere at night. They both follow him and end up in a strange world that makes no sense and try to find where that partner is. Unlike dreamland, it doesnt have a specific theme going into it, maybe the two leads developing a friendship? But thats really it.
Andrew and Alya's adventures ForU - Basically a parody of ForU's leo and layla with it criticizing the right wing in a left/apolitical perspective.
Bloody Hell with this Rain! - This one is more of a short story i wrote though want to do more of. Its these two guys who did a crime together to someone and as a result of it, have to stay in that persons area as their helpers. The relationship between the two are undefined, not romantic nor platonic which is the main reason why i would want to continue it, along with it having potential.
What's going on in cheers hill? - Now this is a story based off one game from the garten of ban ban creators ('my teenage simulator') though the inspiration is only loosely for the atmosphere of the game because i think it has potential for a mystery/horror setting which is what this story technically is. Its of this guy who moved to this town with his mom from the city and is curious of its atmosphere of its backstory. This is something i really want to finish just because i want people to see the idea/plot, whether its good or not (which i always make sure its at least decent for all of my works)
Theres more but they havent been developed yet. Just sharing my stories out there as a start.
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And With What Conscious Equipped, Pray?
A brief excerpt of a TBZ Gang-type AU in the works. This is meant to be a prologue of the bigger story. Open-endness and missing details intended.
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Synopsis - Sangyeon and Chanhee, leader and second of their city gang unit, have made quick work of tracking down the people who kidnapped one of their own.
Warnings - Mentions of weaponry, blood, and minor injury
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Besides the drumming of the highway cars and semis that drove above, humming through the thick concrete ceilings of the underground parking space, only the clicking of Chanhee’s heels echoed down the empty lot as he briskly made his way to his car.
He opened the trunk with a sigh, tossing the heavy duffel bag of unused armery parts he’d just collected, and used a clean rag to wipe off the smudges of rust and dirt he’d gathered from the messy ordeal off his jacket, as well as the blood that had managed to spill from the open skin of a few of his knuckles towards his elbow. Usually he would be more annoyed about the stains, the mess, how unusually angry he’d gotten – but tonight he dismissed a quick patching trip to Hyunjae’s office.
He had more important matters to attend to, ones that did not involve attention to his pitiful wounds. He had a closing case, and an idiot to save.
The drive to the Center was without trouble, where the late night rain had fended off any stray from overtaking the slippery streets. When he arrived, Chanhee grabbed a folder of files from the empty seat beside him before exiting his car and making his way inside, nodding in quick greeting at the handful of recognizable but unmemorable faces of other members of the gang who littered the main floor, people outside of Chanhee’s scope of work. He climbed the backwell stairs to the higher up offices, lining a dimly lit, wide hall of dark oak wood floors and doors, with walls the color of worn, grey linen. It was quiet and it was comfortable, but it wasn’t out of invitation.
Chanhee knocked thrice on one of the furthest doors before swinging the it open without waiting for a reply.
Sangyeon looked up from his paperwork that currently scattered the small coffee table before him, the set of seats by the large glass windows apart from his larger desk. Chanhee dropped his folder in front of him with a small thud.
“I’ve cornered the leads we discussed yesterday,” Chanhee said, inviting himself to a cold glass of water from Sangyeon’s small drink cabinet. “Took a whole day of scouting but we have our guy,”
Sangyeon flipped through the pages of identification and history work of at least a dozen men, men from a small gang from the far southeast side of the city. They weren't significant or troublesome enough to garner their attention, even a memorized name, until just a few days ago.
He hummed, scanning the last file of the man Chanhee was referring to, one of the leaders that was sure to have what they were looking for.
“That was fast. Well done,” Sangyeon said as Chanhee sat across from him. “Did you find their armery? I was looking at the documents of the robbery here,”
“In my car. Those kids couldn’t leave a trail more obvious if they tried,”
“Not much trouble, I hope?”
“They’re children, Sangyeon,”
“Not what I asked,” he nodded at Chanhee’s knuckles.
Chanhee scoffed, covering his hands with his sleeve. “They pissed me off, is all. They don’t know what they’re doing, following their leaders like blind dogs. I took one down when he tried to put his hands on me, but that was all. I told the rest to go home,”
Sangyeon looked back down at the files, nodding with a sigh. “They aren’t a threat, at least, it seems. But we’ll be done with them come sundown,”
Chanhee gazed at the cityline below with a frown. Rooftops, dark alleyways, and the glitter of orange streetlights from the glass’ raindrops built the scape. Too pretty a sight for a most obnoxious night of work.
Sangyeon’s tired but light chuckle before him made Chanhee face him again.
“Get some rest,” Sangyeon told him, “This will be over soon. You know he’s okay, right?”
Chanhee clicked his teeth. “Of course I know. I’m just annoyed. How he let something like this happen to him is what I’m concerned about,”
Sangyeon thought for a moment. “I had the same thought. It’s rather unlike him,”
Chanhee gnawed at the inside of his cheek in the enveloping silence before saying quieter but with a firmness, “We can’t let it happen again, Sangyeon,”
“A lousy kidnapping?”
“You know what I mean,”
Sangyeon watched as two droplets crawled down the glass, fighting against a breeze. They twitched and grew is size when they gathered other standstill drops. Together, they slid down, down.
“Yeah,” he whispered. “I do,”
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