Yoohankim Stories

Just little poem I did in my spare time . Pls do Not upload anywhere whitout my permission. The cover isn't mine.

To love is to paint; paint with every thought, consideration on each and every stroke you take. Art is delicate. Never once has he found anything tempting to create over and over again. Every painting he believes has its meaning. Grieved, groggy---sully. A lifetime job where no matter what creation, it will reach thousands. In all artist's dreams, is to create such a masterpiece that leaves everyone silent. Because of his sheltered life nature, he knows barely anything outside his atelier. He lets his mind run rampant with every poem and book he reads. Now, with a sudden appearance of a man, with a face so perfect that every single artist would be very tempted to draw. He is tempted, too tempted to the fact that he creates a whole fake scenario so just he can draw him. Portrait, painting, sketch---anything. Everything. Maybe, he already found his Muse. Just like how his master always hoped. Well, it's a maybe. (Inspired by: Blue Period : Painter x Muse)

Just incorrect quotes with multiple fandoms. What am I doing with my life?

ENGLISH LANGUAGE. The twins (Joonghyuk and Sooyoung) haven't seen their neighbor for a long time, they never said they'll move somewhere else, just a quiet place where only leaves are moving. "Oppa, have you seen Dokja these days?" "No, why?" "He said he wanted to play tomorrow... but tomorrow is like five days ago!" Sooyoung keeps asking for days... weeks... months... and it becomes years, no one comes in or leaves that house, no sign of life.

This is a YooHanKim oneshot fanfic I made for myself to get over my depression. This is me being delusional so /spoiler/ kim dokja isn't gone in this fan fic. :3 hope you enjoy

orv short fanfictions compilation (mostly one shots) what can happen to the zero point something percent of kim dokja scattered in the different timelines? based upon the web novel Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint by Sing-Shong (not mine) ** language: english

Fandom: Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint. After Kim Dokja didn't return from wherever he went for a few hours, Han Sooyoung and Yoo Joonghyuk took it upon themselves to go and look for him, eventually finding a younger version of him passed out near an alley. It turns out, he failed a scenario, and his penalty was his 17-year-old self being brought back in time. !!Novel Spoilers!! --- Originally published on Ao3, under the username Exiled_Oracle. If you see this fic there, yes it is me. And those from ao3, yes this is Exiled_oracle. --- Started: Jan 25th, 2022 Ended: ?? Tags: Han Sooyoung/Kim Dokja/Yoo Joonghyuk, Han Sooyoung/Kim Dokja, Kim Dokja/Yoo Joonghyuk, Han Sooyoung/Yoo Joonghyuk, Kim Dokja's Company, 17-year-old Kim Dokja, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Scenario penalty, Misunderstandings, can be platonic, 17!! Kim Dokja, Kim Dokja gets to know people, he understands that his older self will be loved, Novel Spoilers, Implied/Referenced Self-Harm, Emotional Hurt, no beta we die like kim dokja, Self-Indulgent

What happens when two friends who have no idea how handle ghosts,,, handle ghosts? That's what Kim Dokja and Han Sooyung are about to find out!

YJH and HSY find reincarnated Kim Dokja... WARNING: Depictions of violence

Alternate universe: Dom/Sub A YooHanKim story. Han Sooyoung, a university student has to struggle to bring her fated mates together. One is emotionally constipated while the other is emotionally detached! The story cover is not made by the author. - 20 May 2023

To Kim Dokja, time is many things. It is the chugging and rumbling of a train, the never ending landscape of the unforgiving multiverse, the fragmenting pages of memories full of smiles, laughter and familiar faces that continuously slip through his fingers no matter how hard he tries to desperately hold onto their edges. As millennia pass by in the blink of an eye, and he fades into nothingness, Kim Dokja searches through his memories, desperately hoping to remember those people he forgot, whose shadows cause his eyes to well up and his heart to burn. He pleads and wishes to the stars outside the train window, to return their memories to him. His most precious companions. OR A deep dive into Kim Dokja and his companions' emotions and thought processes after Kim Dokja becomes the Oldest Dream.

a yoohankim book there will be angst + fluff maybe smuts? idfk. if you'd like to make a request i would be happy too ~ ☆ And any arts in this book is not mine ~ ☆ Credits to the owners of the art ~ ♢ If you enjoy this please do leave a vote or follow ~ ♡

In the world of Advanced Nurturing High School, the hierarchy is everything. It's a place where status and power are determined not just by one's academic excellence, but by their ability to navigate the complex social structure. A place where subtlety and observation are paramount, and where I, Ayanokoji Kyo, find myself perfectly at home. People often tell me that I'm the spitting image of my father, Kiyotaka Ayanokoji. Well, it's not just in looks, but in temperament as well. I'm the introverted chip off the old block, you could say. Like my father, I tend to think with my brain, relying on logic and reason rather than emotions. And, I'm not one to mince words. Bluntness and sarcasm come naturally to me. But here's the thing about me: with the people I'm comfortable with, those I care about, I'm a different person. I become more expressive, even cute, they say. It's my way of showing that I trust them, a rare commodity in my world. You see, in ANHS, trust is a luxury, and it's not given freely. Yet, something has always nagged at the back of my mind, something I've overheard in hushed tones-The White Room. I don't know what it is, but it feels like a shadow from my father's past. The memory is vague, just whispers and hints, but it's always there, tugging at my curiosity. My father, Kiyotaka Ayanokoji, is a man of few words, especially about his past. He's never spoken a word about his paternal family or the enigmatic White Room. It's a void of information that I've always been compelled to explore, like a puzzle I need to solve. I'm a lot like my father, no doubt about it, but this curiosity about the White Room sets me apart. It's a mystery I'm determined to unravel, even if it means delving into the secrets my father has chosen to keep hidden. In this world of hierarchy and intrigue, one thing's for sure-there's more to my lineage than meets the eye.

🎆 // cover art is not mine // 🎆 Junghyeok, fallen into a threatening state as he loses hold of his mental being, realises his feelings for Kim Dokja. Dokja, aiming to help Junghyeok, unknowingly cures him. Han Sooyoung tags along. | Joongdok | Post-apocalypse AU |