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So...I definitely put way more time into these concepts than I plan on doing from here out. I had to make myself stop because these are supposed to be nothing more than the final concepts for the final designs. But I've also been trying to figure out brushes and preferences with CSP after using medibang for so long...
Anyway. Here you go! Chanyeol's I plan on doing with marker and then doing some of the gold detailing digitally. Suho's I would like to do with watercolors.
When I thought I knew Park Chanyeol, I associated him with the image of a volcano. Something silent and, apparently, harmless and pleasant as a mere mountain, but that, when it explodes, leaves a trail of unparalleled destruction. When I first met him, I started associating him with lava. Beautiful, attractive, shiny and, above all, corrosive. Something that could not be placed in front of me under any circumstances, because, even though I knew the dangers I was in, it was something that I certainly would not hesitate to touch. Frankly, is there anything worse than an enemy that attracts you?
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Quando eu pensava que conhecia Park Chanyeol, associava-o à imagem de um vulcão. Algo silencioso e, aparentemente, inofensivo e agradåvel como uma mera montanha, mas que, ao explodir, deixa um rastro de destruição inigualåvel. Quando o conheci realmente, comecei a associå-lo à lava. Linda, atraente, brilhante e, sobretudo, corrosiva. Algo que não podia ser colocado à minha frente em hipótese alguma, pois, mesmo sabendo dos perigos que corria, era algo que eu com certeza não hesitaria em tocar. Francamente, haverå algo pior do que um inimigo que te atrai?
... where you're just an ordinary girl living her life peacefully in an ordinary town until you meet a certain group of friends, who don't really mess things up but bring a lot more sparkles into your life instead â¨
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Paring: Light manipulator Baekhyun  x  Lieutenant Reader
Side character/s: Yixing
Warning!: Shooting people, mentions of needles, fighting, choking, talk about death, getting hit by a bullet, expolsions, none grafic death of many, hinting to deaths.
a/n: Oh, what a twist!.. probably not but anyway hope everyone enjoyed outsider and is excited for insider. :)
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Previous   Insider
The morning was cold and grey, clouds filling the sky and hid the sun. It seemed as the world was quieter than it used to be, the few birds who had sung gone. You stared outside for a long time, listening for a sound but nothing came, like the animals knew something you didnât, like they knew about a disaster so they  ran when they could.
A soft wind made the old curtains move around your window, rustling the letters laying on your desk, reminding you of what you should do, what you served. A night of empty sleep made you cold and level headed. Your emotions had gotten the best of you for a too long time, had you thinking irrational. You had even gone so long to make a fire where your reports would brun and never reach the higher ups, where they would become your defiance. But now were you back, thinking like you should, not thinking at all, and the letters would be sent with your signature.Â
âSend these to the North Halls base. Itâs highly classified..âthe soldier nodded, doing the republican greeting, before disappearing, his hands carrying your reality.
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He felt weak, body shuddering everytime his eyes found the needles in his skin, but the room rarely became dark. Baekhyun exhaled, it still hurt and he could feel the light lingering in his bones, sparkling and waiting to explode. He never learned to control the powers, only used enough to light up a small room, so now when he had opened the channels for the engry, was it hard to hold it back. It made him wonder about others like him, how they managed with the coaxing feeling of letting go, but he had no one to ask, he was alone.
âGood morning Baekhyun, slept well?âYixing smiled as he wrote on a paper board, checking stats and other things Baekhyun didn't really understand.
A small nod made his black hair bounce, ruffling down on his forehead, the longest part reaching down his eyelashes. The doctor stood close, a little stiff but put together. Baekhyun soon saw the green pin in Yixingâs hands, softly landing on the sheets covering his legs.
âThatâs good to hear..Oh and your vitals seems to have become normal, so you don't need the Iv anymore..âDr Zhang was always gentile but it didn't stop Baekhyunâs heart from racing as fingers reach for his hand.Â
The needle was pulled out, his skin tingling, the room falling into complete silence as all machines were turned off.Â
âItâs good that your health is on track again..âBaekhyun tensed at Yixingâs words, eyes locking so he would understand what was coming marching with a green flag.â..because time is ticking..â
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Stars shone bright in the sky, the cloudy day having turned into an open vault of dark blue. You stared at it, surrounded by tall trees. Somewhere not too long away was the hospital humming but you were in the darkness, book and gun in your hands. All you had thought of, all the confused words on the lines glared back at you, while the weapon felt heavy. You thought of burning your book, wanted to get rid of what it stood for however, as you stared at the republicâs gun, were you once again unsure of what was right. Never before had you been thinking of what was right, only taken orders, but here where you alone, no one to tell you what was right and what was a lie. An exhausted sigh broke through your lips, the red embroidered mark piercing your skin though the shirt. This wasn't what you wanted but you didn't know what you wanted.Â
And then, was there a gunshot echoing through the world, alone and bone shaking. You tensed, staring back at the direction of the hospital as one shot became 100 and screams flew in the air. It sent you running, brain focusing on only doing your work, take out the threat. Your gaze turned empty, body doing the familiar movements of sprinting and pointing the gun.Â
The hospital lit up, soldiers you recognized and didn't swarmed the place. You raised your gun, searching for red with squinted eyes. Someone roared out of anger and someone fell down while sirens started howling in pain. It was all too familiar, all like the missions which only ended in death., but you didn't care, couldn't care. So you aimed at the boy jumping to hit a guard, the bullet piercing his arm, his scream ripping through lungs. You didn't shoot him where he could die and it was ridiculous how it was exactly where you wanted it to hit. Anger rose at your weakness however, left him be as you ran into the chaos that was the hospital. One thing in mind and that was finding dr Zhang.
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Baekhyun had been resting against the soft white pillow when he heard a sound, something close to a bullet ricocheting. He tensed, pin biting his fingertips. Yixing had warned him but it was night now, a time meant for quiet and peace. The hospital filled with screams and a red light dimmed the whole room. Shouts muffled outside his door but all he could hear was rebels. They were here now and it meant Baekhyun was supposed to move. He stumbled slightly, sweat forming with every beat of his heart. The only thing he had to do was find Yixing and everything would be fine, he would be fine, sentence repeated every second so he would have a panic attack.
The corriods were empty of people but echoing with screams, all the patients locked inside white boxes. He couldn't care about them now, blue pills forming in your hands behind his closed eyes. They were already dead, seen as a pest which should be eliminated. Everything made him sick to his stomach and he hated himself for feeling so relieved by the green pin clinging to his clothes, a sign of survival, a sign of leaving them behind.Â
Baekhyun tried to focus as he ran through the labyrinth of walls which used to be white but blinked red now. He started to feel like crap, everything becoming one mix of colors, and there was no longer any sound of life, only a hum. Until the smacking of boots reaching his numbing ears, the barrel of a gun forcing his orbs to stop moving. Green shone on the jacket of the rebel, his dark brown hair pushed over his eyes. Plump lips pulled into a thin line and suddenly was the boy standing closer to Baekhyun. Sweat dropped down his spine, heart drumming in his ears.
âGet down!âBaekhyun took a breath, eyes slowly opening and closing before his fingers dragged over the pin, his whole body shaking. Time had stopped but the gun was put down, resting by the boyâs side.âYou need to get outâŚâ
Baekhyun swallowed, nodding ever so slightly. There was a small twitch on the other manâs lips and then was he gone, like he hadn't been standing before Baekhyun just a second ago. Now was he alone again, trembling so much he almost dropped the pin. Find Yixing, find Yixing...All he has to do is find Yixing but it was hard when nothing wanted to move. Baekhyun was paralyzed, rooted to the concrete. His thoughts were running but his body was left behind, all he could feel was death.
âBaekhyun!â his heart stopped when a hand fell on his shoulder, forcing him to take a breath and fall back into where he was, the faint sound of sirens and screams.âBaekhyun!â
â..Yixing..âthe doctor was bleeding from his eyebrow, the red liquid deeper in the light. He didn't have his coat either, making Baekhyun confused.
âYes, we need to get out!âDr Zhang grabbed the zoning boy, pulled him along the white walls which he had walked for so long, the walls which would burn and be the grave to people he wished he could save.Â
âNot so fast!â there was a click of a gun and the Lieutenant behind it. Baekhyun tensed as his eyes found yours, the void in them like the first time he saw you. Yixing was stiff by his side, sweat gliding down his neck, giving the illusion of blood.Â
âY/n please listen to me..â Yixing let go of Baekhyunâs wrist, holding his hands up as he pleaded to you, tried to make you see what he had seen. He didn't want to leave you because he was sure no one would survive.Â
âNo! Stay backâyour voice rose, fingers getting clammy around the trigger. Just shoot him, shoot him and get rid of a problem. Do it! Do it!Do it!
âDon't do itâŚâYixing was scared but he had to be calm or he wouldn't walk away alive, neither would you or Baekhyun. â..They have lied to you your whole lifeâŚâ
He saw how your eyes hardened, the slight widening of your iris. Yixing struck a nerve, brought back all your doubt, but he was a part of the rebels, he was an unnatural. Baekhyun got more nervous the more time which went, he couldn't help it when he started to fidget with the pin, gaze darting around as if he waited for soldiers to crash through every wall.
âThey never told you the truth about your parents...They killed them because they were born with powerâŚâit can't be true, heâs lying. Your parents were killed by the unnatural, they weren't a part of them. Yixing is lying like he had been as long as you have known him.âIâm telling the truth..â
The doctor reached behind him, fliching ever so slightly when you raised the gun again, but you let him grab the report, you let him throw it to you. Baekhyun had turned from the two of you until he heard the thud of papers falling.Â
âThatâs you parents...They were killed by the republic..âin your hand were different pictures of your parents, some they smiled in, some were just identification and a few were you in.â They fought for a better future but they died and left you in the claws of inhuman humansâŚâ
It wasn't a dream, the guns had been real, the closet, the last time you saw the woman you called mom. It happened, it wasn't something your brain made up. Tears formed in your eyes, crawled down your face as you stared at two faces of your parents. They were dead but before had you never really had any image of them, only the void they left, the void the republic filled.Â
âIt can't be trueâŚâ
âBut it is...Iâm sorryâŚâBaekhyun backed away fast when you pushed down Yixing, forcing the gun against his forehead. You were furious, angry to the point of seeing nothing but the crying child so many years ago, the lives you had taken because they told you to. They used you and he knew, Yixing knew all the time.Â
âWhy didn't you tell me! You lied!âthe gun dropped from your hand, slided on the floor until it landed by Baekhyunâs foot, but you didn't notice, instead were you focused on grabbing Yixingâs throat, squeezing.âYou lied like them!â
He couldn't breathe, shaking just like you. The doctor tried to calm you, tired to get his power to stop your racing heart but nothing worked, nothing...Baekhyun pressed the gun to the back of your head, trembling while he couldn't hear anything but the sound of flies. You were killing Yixing and he had to stop you but could he really shot you? Tears rolled down your cheeks, the sight of Yixing laying under you slowly forming before your clearing eyes. Baekhyun pressed the gun harder, watched as you let go of the doctorâs throat but no sign of fear was coming of you. The rustling of Yixing trying to catch his breath made Baekhyun push you of him, helping the older up while you crawled to your parents, contemplating if you should join them, if you had the right to join them.Â
The doctor made Baekhyun lower his hand, shaking his head no even if his eyes were red rimmed. They moved closer to you and thatâs when Baekhyun saw the man who had helped him all those years ago. It was your father who saved him and the face was no longer a blurr, instead a man with your eyes.
âYou can come with us...Help the people and make a change...I know you can be more than what the republic made you to..âYixing hetasied for a second, his hand just over your shoulder, but he let it fall, feeling the warmth you radiated. You were human, he believed you would be important in this war, he believed you could change the world.â..but we have to move nowâŚâ
Just as he finished was there an exploration which shook the ground. The sirens no longer sounded, everything became so quiet like the world stopped. Yixing turned around fast, staring deeply into the dark corridor he and Baekhyun came from. He needs to move now or else will there be nothing left of you but ashes.Â
âWe really need to go now!âBaekhyun dropped the gun, feeling the needles pinch his skin again. Panic never seemed to leave him, always lurking under his mind, waiting to force him down. Yixing rushed towards you, pushing every paper and picture into the folder, dragging your parents form you once again.âPlease come with us Y/n...pleaseâŚâ
You wanted to see him dead, you wanted to see Baekhyun dead, you wanted them all dead, because you didn't know what was right anymore, you didn't know what was the truth. Another explosion sounded, closer this time, and heat started to travel the corridor you had walked so many times. You could smell smoke, you could feel your fingers. If you stayed on the ground, would you never again see the outside, but did you deserve to leave after all you had done? Glancing at Baekhyun. you realized that he had gone pale, looking like he wasn't really there, and to his side was your gun. You could take it, kill them both and you yourself but you had done that your whole life, you had killed the unnatural you parents was a part of.
Rising to your feet, you grabbed the gun and turned to the front. In the end of this corridor would the outside lay, safety, so you ran with your heart in your throat. Yixing managed to grab Baekhyun and follow you, his lips twitching slightly to a smile.Â
The closer you got to the outside, the more screams could you hear, sounds of misery and agony falling into a song which turned blood cold. Right in front of the door was two soldiers standing, red on their arms, red stains on their boots. They were republican, they were the ones who you shared a side with but not now. The men looked at you with wide eyes, like they couldn't believe the gun pointing at them.
âLieutenant Shin?!âtaking a breath, you decided that you weren't a Lieutenant, you were you. The forever resting symbol on your arm weren't yours anymore, it was owned by an empty shell, a fired weapons number.Â
Firing two rounds, both men fell to the ground. You shot them in their legs, disarming them long enough to take their guns.The doors opened to a memory of yours, a battlefield with bodies and ammunition, with soldiers and grey grass. Baekhyun almost threw up at the scent of everything, the rotting death mixing with blood and gunpowder. It wasn't a pretty sight, it was a realisation of what war was, something which crushed the peace of the everlasting natur.Â
The forest was where you wanted to go, the forest was safe enough, and as you glanced around could you see tanks start to move. It was too open here, set you into a panic like state. Baekhyun felt the same, never been trained to handle situations like these.Â
âWe need to get away from the hospital, they are going to blow it up!âYixing grabbed your arm, forcing you to start running again.Â
You managed to dodge a bullet flying for your head, seedning your own at the person's arm. Hell had broken out around you, chasing you like they prey you turned to. Yixing held Baekhyun as all of you ran across the field, racing your own hearts as time ticked. Just get to the trees, it was all you could think of as you fired bullets at everything which moved. Just a little more...but a loud scream made you stop.Â
Baekhyun fell to the ground with Yixing over him. Red dropped down the side of the doctorâs arm, right onto Baekhyunâs cheek. Did he die? Was Yixing dead? The person which annoyed you, the only person who was nice to Baekhyun? A groan left the doctor, indicating to his breathing lungs. You aimed for the man right behind them, seeing his eyes for just a second before he fell to the ground.Â
âGet up!âyour hiss made Baekhyun stop staring at the wound. His body was stiff but he managed to crawl away and help Yixing walk. You were dripping with sweat, having a hard time keeping Yixingâs arm on your shoulders and moving forward. âMove! Move!â
You wanted to run faster but the limping doctor and stressed light bender slowed you down, made you stay put by their side long enough to see green arms run away. Rebels was fleeing and it made your stomach drop.Â
The trees were so close, just a little moreâŚ.What sounded like a whistle screamed through the air and then did the black object come sailing through the clouds. Time stopped as you stared at the bomb, knowing that you were so close, but it was too late. With the explosion was your voice wailing, your throat becoming raw as you screamed get down. Baekhyun and Yixing disappeared from your grasp, your chest pressed against the ground when something hit you in the back. The world turned into a haze of grey and a ringing in your ears..Was this the end? Would you die now, right after the truth was revealed? Was this your punishment for all you did? The grey slowly faded to black and suddenly weren't you feeling anything, like an outsider looking in.