epilogue.

" do not forget it. you can use a spear as a walking stick, but that will not change its nature. " –– war ong seongwoo & seemingly twenty two.

[ccseongwoo]

#luvyoubb

[ccseongwoo]

ccxjoy:

a lump forms in sooyoung’s throat when their eyes meet. it subsides into a warm feeling in her stomach— butterflies. but, she suddenly felt a sense of comfort. his eyes were warm. they were cups of hot chocolate on cold nights, cups of coffee when she needed energy and her favorite brown blanket. she must have been feeling sentimental. maybe, hormonal signals were jumping around her body. either way, she needed to shake away this feeling. 

he didn’t know her. she didn’t know him. perhaps, they’ve met once. maybe at a party? or, at a crossroad? it wasn’t the first time she’s felt like this. recently, she’s been bumping into strangers she swore she once knew. instances like those are common, but she feels attached to those strangers. she must have known them in another lifetime, though she doesn’t believe too much in reincarnation.  

sooyoung almost jumps upon realizing she was staring at him. she shifts her position towards the teacher, nodding at his words. she giggled at the how embarrassing the teacher’s words were. but, she should have known that romance tends to bring those kinds of words out. surely, the girls in actual relationships weren’t as embarrassed as her. 

“huh—” she’s taken aback by his bravery, though she also has an appreciation for it. “girlfriend?” 

she’s apprehensive (for once), but she decides to reciprocate the bravery he was displaying. “sure, my love.”

cards don’t have time for romance. ideally, they don’t have the time or capacity to pursue romance either. so seongwoo doesn’t really know what the feeling in his chest is when their eyes meet and how he’s, momentarily, at a loss for words.

she’s pretty, that’s for sure. seongwoo knows that much and if anything he thinks he’s lucky enough to have someone as pretty as her as his girlfriend. his fake girlfriend. at her reply he smiles and takes a step closer, almost as though naturally (had he done this before? no. he hadn’t even met her before).

“sooyoung,” he says, and her name rolls off his tongue as though he’s said it a million times, it doesn’t feel odd in the least. “you can call me oppa,” he says almost teasingly, “or honey. seongwoo works just fine too.”

it’s easy to tell when you’re attracted to someone though, and seongwoo can tell that he’s attracted to her, one way or another. the couple in front of them scoot a little closer and almost as though they were in a tv show of sorts turns to both seongwoo and sooyoung and smile. “so where did you two meet?” they ask, innocently.

“oh,” seongwoo blinks, turns to look at sooyoung in confusion. “sooyoung and i?”

[ccseongwoo]

fight, solace

drabble meme –– accepting ! 

this wasn’t supposed to happen. had he known that they’d end up like this, in a situation as scary as something like this, he would’ve fled. “don’t,” seongwoo says and he’s a little out breath. he can tell that daehwi –– no, famine –– he reminds himself, is tired too. he doesn’t even remember how they’d gotten to this point.

something about family about how i’m here too and why don’t you realize that? mixed with hurtful words that seongwoo knew the both of them would later on regret. there’d been nothing physical, surprisingly. perhaps that was the thing about being with each other for so long; that they knew better than to use their powers against each other.

yet he’d much rather have fallen onto the floor than to have seen famine like this. words were powerful and hurt the longer you kept them inside. maybe that was why his heart was aching, his chest heaving and body shaking in anger.

“i know you’re here,” seongwoo says, “how can i ever fucking forget?” his fist tightens and he can feel his own teeth clenching. 

“then why do you act like you do? why don’t you care?”

“you’re acting like a child. i didn’t think you taking the form of one would turn you into something as annoying as that. maybe that’s why, hm?”

there’s silence that fills the air and immediately seongwoo is filled with regret. “daehwi ––” he begins but it’s cut off abruptly.

“don’t.”

“daehwi, look. i didn’t mean that, i’m sorry. that was... that was stupid of me to say.”

a little bit. he thinks. maybe if he reached out a little bit more. he takes a step closer and while the tension has died down, there’s this sense of bitterness, this betrayal that hangs in the air after seongwoo’s own words. “i’m sorry,” he finally says, “i really am. i just, i never thought that my friendship with daniel was just... you know.”

daehwi remains quiet and seongwoo takes this opportunity to gently hold onto daehwi’s shoulder. for a child, daehwi isn’t quite that short. he leans in a little, till they face one another. “daniel is... he’s important, yes. but daehwi, i could never replace you. i would never in my whole... card life, ever think about replacing you. if cards had a heart, i want you to know that you and jinyoung own more than half of mine.”

his words are sincere, and it’s this realization that dawns upon him a little too late. 

“you mean it?” daehwi’s voice is soft, child-like. even so, seongwoo understands why.

“of course. in this world, we only have each other,” he says, voice softer than daehwi’s as he pulls the boy closer and into a hug. 

[cardcaptorsrp]

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[ccseongwoo]

kang daniel wears a goofy grin with his heart made out of nothing but warmth. and seongwoo is a moth; he flies so close, it’s almost enough to burn. humans are stupid, he learns, they are loud, naive and kind. humans are stupid and whenever he’s with daniel, he forgets that he isn’t one ( it’s dangerous ). 

––– * ccongniel ( @ccniel & @ccseongwoo )

[ccseongwoo]

first timeline, seongwoo.

seongwoo could map the world –– or at least, map what he knew of it. he could map the stars if he tried hard enough, could go back hundreds of years and talk of how pitiful humankind was for falling for his tricks. seongwoo could do many things, but he could not accept himself or what he was.

in the first timeline, seongwoo was more human than he was monstrous. had assimilated faster to the humankind than he did attempting to destroy it. 

his end had been lackluster. covered in a pool of blood, screaming humans, crying out the names of their loved ones –– and seongwoo was one of them. “sooyoung!” the name leaving his lips as he stumbled across the road. and then, darkness.

he’d went from war to seongwoo.

he’d learned love.

or at least, as much love as a card could manage (we aren’t human, and we will never be). 

a moment of weakness and he’d been captured, trapped by a girl –– a hero –– he didn’t know. a moment of weakness and weeks later he’d fallen in love. slowly, slowly, quickly.

call it the power of magic, or the bond that tied the two; but seongwoo’s feelings grew immensely and as much as he tried to stray away from unwanted feelings, from the warmth in his chest whenever he saw her, it was hard.

“seongwoo,” she would say, and her smile was wide, beautiful. seongwoo wondered if she knew that.

he’d found it faster to assimilate in the first timeline. unlike the second, he was never jobless. had somehow found a job working at a pet store, growing an affinity for animals. the only kind that he’d never used his powers on.

yet while he found it easier to assimilate, it was harder for him to accept ( it was never easy to accept being in a place you were never meant to be ). 

the name seongwoo grows natural on his tongue though. war runned through his veins but seongwoo was becoming a part of him. perhaps the hardest part of living a double life was deciding which one you liked more.

a trio; that was what they were. the apocalyptic cards. from the very start they’d set out to destroy the world and yet here they were, living in it. for what reason, it was still unknown.

in the midst of the crazy shift in the world, they were the two that seongwoo sought comfort in; as odd as that may seem. 

she was kind. sweet. everything that seongwoo was not –– everything that he’d manipulated people not to be. seongwoo was mean at his core, rough around the edges and served to cause conflict.

they were an odd pair. or at least, seongwoo always thought so. but he liked her –– no. he loved her.

his feelings remained a secret, it was too dangerous, too much, for a card to love another human. he couldn’t live with himself if he did ( he couldn’t live with himself if he knew that one day he’d have to live without her ).

hands brushing against each other, quiet whispers, and shared smiles. seongwoo never grew greedy ( no, he did. he wished for more. wished to live out his life like how those terrible korean dramas portrayed romance ).

the end had come just as anybody would have thought it would. unexpected.

he’d been in a coffee shop, running a quick errand before work when he’d felt a tap on his shoulder. the stranger was tall, handsome too. and his smile was wide as he approached seongwoo. a quick conversation of sorts as seongwoo introduced himself, “i’m seongwoo.”

and bam.

he’d never gotten the stranger’s name. only watched as the boy stupidly pushed him away from whatever was attacking them. in the first timeline, seongwoo was selfish. he’d only watched as the boy struggled for his life before running off to save another.

sooyoung, he thought, sooyoung. 

and darkness.

second timeline, seongwoo.

he meets the boy in the back of a park, crying and on his knees. “save me,” he says, “i’m a monster.”

and his second life begins.

[ccniel-blog]

☃ ๑ soft (m)emo, like nemo ╯❄

[ccseongwoo]

ccniel:

“hi,” he replies easily, smile still on his face even as he sits on the ground following his ass getting handed to him. (he would argue it wasn’t that bad, really. he feels fine; he’s felt worse after hockey games he’s won than this.)

daniel’s smile falters as seongwoo actually processes the situation, and he’s not disappointed; he can tell. he’s concerned, and maybe that’s worse. what a hero he is, causing his card to worry like this. it could’ve been entirely preventable. “it’s okay! it’s okay,” he assures him, and he smiles again, but the more seongwoo fusses over him the more his resolve crumbles. “i’m sorry,” he adds, voice quieter, and it slips out instinctively, because he can’t take that look in seongwoo’s eyes and he means it. i’m an idiot; you deserve better than this; i’m sorry.

“i’m really okay,” he argues again, and the smile returns, softer now. suddenly fatigue catches up to him, with seongwoo’s hand on his cheek, and daniel tries to blink it away. maybe if he blinks enough seongwoo’s expression will shift into something more amused. it’s funny, really. if he wanted to laugh, it would be okay; it would be better than him thinking it’s his fault, and daniel knows seongwoo– knows that’s what he’s thinking. if only he realized that’s what seongwoo would think earlier. 

he really just wanted to go home; he didn’t want to fight anyone. so he says so: “i didn’t want to fight anyone. that’s why,” and his explanation is slow and uncharacteristically measured. it’s all too serious for him though; he can’t bear the heavy atmosphere either. “i was just– minding my business, and he came out of nowhere, and i was like ‘man, i’m going to be nice and not summon the war card because i don’t want to decimate this card and embarrass him on this fine afternoon.’ i’m just, a real team player, you know.” the laugh that follows is genuine, even if it’s a little tired.

“i can’t believe this,” he laughs again, more boisterous now. “i feel like you’re supposed to hype me up in times like these. like, ‘at least you still look like an action hero, daniel!’ thank you.” it’s all playful, but even with his constant need to make light of the situation, he understands the gravity. 

his voice is soft when he speaks again. “it’s not your fault, okay? i have to summon you, so this is on me.” he reaches his hand out toward seongwoo, intending to squeeze his shoulder, but he moves too fast or too hard or something. as soon as daniel makes the contact, he grimaces and involuntarily hisses in pain. he draws his hand back, pulling it into his lap, and he stares at it for a second, expression still set in a grimace plus confusion when he meets seongwoo’s eyes again.

it makes no sense really –– for seongwoo to worry about daniel. they’re both not even the same species. but seongwoo’s never thought about daniel as a captor, and more of a friend. so the emotion that surges through him (worry, he learns), is evident when he sees just how wrecked daniel looks. 

he doesn’t really say anything. because daniel is different from him and it’s only right that seongwoo worries. daniel is human and seongwoo can live a thousand lives while daniel only has one. you could have died without me, seongwoo almost says but the words hang in the air. instead he shakes his head as his eyes go downcast.

“i know,” seongwoo says, and he attempts to smile. he’s aware that daniel’s trying to make the situation less tense than it seems and while that’s always been a trait of daniel’s that seongwoo admired, it wasn’t something he could find himself following suit in this situation. “you can’t be nice to us,” he pats daniel’s shoulder. us, he says, cards, he means.

seongwoo laughs, slightly. or at least he smiles and finds himself shaking his head. “i won’t lie to you and call you an action hero. chris evans would never look like this.”

though seongwoo still feels the tug at his chest and the smile on his lips fall slowly. he doesn’t say anything, instead he gently reaches out to daniel and attempts to help him up. “i might smell a little bit like vanilla,” he says, pulling daniel close to him. “we were baking cupcakes today. best in my class,” he wraps an arm around daniel’s waist –– realizing that daniel’s large build really isn’t making it as easy for him as he’d like. “we should go to the store and get you bandaged up.” he turns to daniel and his eyes fall on the scratches. 

“i’m sorry,” he says again, voice softer. “i... i don’t have the power to heal or make you feel better or... anything like that.” sighing, the grip he has on daniel tightens just slightly. “i’m sure my good looks should make up for that,” this time it’s his turn to mask himself with bad humour as he pulls his eyes away.

[ccseongwoo]

hi i’m back !!!!! 

i’ve been got for about a month-ish due to my hiatus and i know that a ton of things have changed and a lot of new people have joined so welcome to everyone!!! tho i also realized a lot of people have left as well :’( buuuuttt now that i’m back, i’m hoping to get the gears going again for this boy! basically, i’d still love to keep whatever ongoing threads i have with people but if you’d like to drop them, i’m fine with that too! i’d also really love to plot with more ppl as well ( please ) so feel free to like this post and i’ll jump right into ur ims!

not much has changed about seongwoo since he’s been gone other than the fact that he has a job now –– he’s a coach for a highschool soccer team even though he can’t play soccer and all he rly does is manipulate the kids so they get angry enough to win (but not fight fjkdgh)

anyways!!! yes pls i’d love to plot with everyone old & new!! and i’ll be refollowing the brand new masterlist soon!

[ccseongwoo]

ccjinyoung:

his phone buzzes a thousand times and it’s only a fear of it vibrating off the desk that has him looking up and opening the messages. jinyoung scowls, seeing them all from the same person. a person who is just in the next room over, spamming him with emojis rather than just talking to him like any normal being would. “war!” he shouts, using the card’s title instead of the name he goes by as a telltale sign of his irritation. “i’m right here, you can literally just talk to me!”

he taps back anyways, just in case seongwoo decides to be annoying about it.

[ msg to: seongwoo 🃏 ] 😡😡😡😡

a good point, seongwoo thinks. but whats the use of talking when technology seemed to serve him so well with the... use of sending words and “emotions” ( emojis, as they called it ) through the power of internet –– or something like that. so he giggles to himself as he turns over on his bed, his phone buzzing and the screen glaring with angry faces.

( txt to : jinnie ) 🙉  i can’t hear you! ( txt to : jinnie ) catch the heart! ( txt to : jinnie ) 😘 😘 😘 ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ( txt to : jinnie ) .... ..... ....... ...  😳 ✋🏻✊🏻

[ccniel-blog]

☃ ๑ soft (m)emo, like nemo ╯❄

[ccseongwoo]

ccniel:

regret. a common feeling in the life of kang daniel: a simple man who doesn’t really think before he does much of anything. ‘act first, regret later’ would probably be a motto of his if he was a motto type of guy, but he’s not a motto type of guy, he’s apparently a try-to-knock-a-card-out-and-miss-and-hit-a-wall-literally kind of guy. this probably shouldn’t be new information and yet, it is.

the main thing he regrets is trying to knock out a card with his bare hands in the first place, mainly because he feels bad, but also because that seemed like a vast overestimation of his own abilities in retrospect. maybe, if he summoned his own card at the start of the conflict like a reasonable hero, he would feel a lot less regret too. reasonable hero probably has kang daniel listed as an antonym in the nearest thesaurus, but he wouldn’t know, because he’s not even smart enough to read a thesaurus, either.

the good thing is he feels so much regret that he doesn’t feel any pain, even after literally being ambushed and blown around by a card. bruises aren’t anything new, and he’s sure he’ll have plenty within a couple days. that’s just part of the game, or maybe that’s just what he tells himself to reassure himself.

so now he sits, against the wall in some alley, looking like a loser that just lost a fight (he did) when the one consistent card presence in his life is literally the war card. all (possibly flawed) logic he had for not summoning seongwoo at the first sign of danger evaporates from his mind now in the face of his pitiful defeat. something about not bothering seongwoo– something about wanting to handle something himself for once. it all seems silly now.

what if he’s disappointed? this is why he hesitates. it opens a tiny pit in daniel’s stomach that feels something like dread, and he hates it, so he decides it’s best to get this over with quickly. he couldn’t hide anything from seongwoo anyway, even if he wanted to (he doesn’t.)

still, he waits– pretends he’s still just catching his breath to buy himself more time to procrastinate –and pulls his legs closer to his chest. “war,” he mutters to summon seongwoo, and it’s a little weighed down by both shame and the confidence that he doesn’t have reason to worry. he still grins as soon as he sees him.

            ▬▬▬▬▬  @ccseongwoo ❄

staying human isn’t exactly easy; seongwoo actually has to fill his time with activities and what not. so his solution to that had been to sign up for silly classes; dancing, cooking, tango, poetry –– anything really. 

today it had been baking, and seongwoo could proudly say that he was almost a professional at making a creme brulee. it’s getting a little dark and chilly as he heads back to the hotel, seongwoo almost ready to curse at his own human skin when he feels it –– this usual sting. a call for him, war, he hears vaguely and seongwoo closes his eyes. 

“daniel?” he says aloud, seongwoo’s voice almost like a lost puppy as he focuses his vision around the area. he finds himself in an alley way and his first thought is, this is disgusting. his second is that he shouldn’t have worn his nice new white shoes, urgh, this stain is going to be bitch. 

and then he sees daniel and immediately his eyes widen, this sense of urgency and pull rushing him to the human. “daniel, oh my god,” he says out loud, approaching his friend. it’s instinctive as he takes off his sweater and wraps it around daniel, kneeling towards him. 

his eyebrows furrow and slowly he uses his freehand to push away the hair from daniel’s face. “what the fuck?” his heart sinks at the sight of daniel, and he can only sigh out loud as he slowly pulls the strands of hair away from his hero, attempting to get a better look at him.

carefully the hand falls onto daniel’s cheek and he shakes his head, only because he can’t find words. had daniel tried to fight without him? “why didn’t you call out to me?” he asks, and he tries to mask the hurt in his voice. it was his job after all –– to fight for daniel. seongwoo was a card, his only purpose other than to wreck havoc, was to fight for daniel. to protect him. clearly he hadn’t done a good job today. daniel had gotten hurt. “are you ... you’re okay right?” he asks instead. “actually. don’t answer that, you look fucked from head to toe... daniel.”

[ccseongwoo]

@ccniel

[ ✉ msg  ▻ ▻ best friend!! ] › hey, do you have any plans today?? › there’s some weird hero thing going on. some monster hunting contest i think › it’s from The Governing Body itself so they’re trying to make it a big deal, but both rookie  teams are doing it so it should be fine? it’s really dramatic for something that isn’t actually that  big of a deal when you actually think about it and if i of all people thought about it and thought  it wasn’t a big deal then it has to be…totally chill or something › anyway i don’t know if that’s something you wanted to be a part of or not but i’m trying to be  a responsible hero that plans ahead…LOOOL › oh apparently it lasts for 10 days too? › u probably aren’t going to have a choice sooner or later because 10 days is a long time to expect me to not do anything dumb but i wanted to let u know!! exciting stuff :oo

( ✉  : to bff ) → my job doesnt start till next week → or did the guy say tomorrow idk i forgot..... → is pokemon go in trend again?? i deleted the app from my phone and i don’t jinyoung is willing to take me to the store to get it again → OH → daniel i’m your card you’ll have to summon me if some shit is brewing anyway... and hunting monsters???? i’m a professional!!! i was a monster myself! 🦁 → i used a 🦁  emoji cause it was the scariest thing i could find but lions are nice. not monsters. → 10 days??? make sure to drink up lol → again, im your CARD, it’s your choice when to summon me or not you know i never had much of a say right??  → just summon me if you wanna win bc i bring the WAR to RAWR hahahaha 😂😂  “LOL”

[cchyeri-blog]

choi hyeri’s public instagram (pt.2)

— ft. @ccwoojin, @ccgavin, @ccxminhyung, @cchongbin, @ccseongwoo, @cceun, @ccmina, @ccbaekhyun, and @ccethan.

[ccseongwoo]

–– * mail.

You aren’t someone who normally receives the morning mail from an owl, but there’s a Snowy Owl perched outside your window. Held in its beak is an elegant, burgundy envelope with your name and address handwritten in black ink. Should you decide to open the window, your winged messenger will take off to the skies after handing you the envelope. You look for a seal or family crest to no avail, yet it still carries the aura of something official. Do you dare open it?

Opening the envelope releases the warm, ashy scent of incense. Yellow flower petals shoot out from the envelope as though they were spring loaded, and they bring with them the refreshing scent of Ylang Ylang oil. You look inside the envelope. As it turns out, its actual contents aren’t as elegant and mysterious as you’ve been lead on to believe.

It’s nothing but a flyer for some store holding a 50% off sale. Ah, marketing tactics these days! You scan some of the offers for this strange place – Yuuko’s Shop, it’s called – and none of them are accompanied by pictures. The coupon expiry dates are odd too, most of them either expiring decades ago or will expire decades from now. You read only some of the deals:

Enchanted Glasses are 50% off – be able to see magic for the very first time!

Owl Delivery Services are 50% off for a limited time only

Fortune Telling is purchase 1 meeting, get the other half off!

Whether you choose to visit the address or throw the letter in the garbage is up to you. But before you make your decision, the bottom of the flyer catches your eye:

Get all your magical needs before it’s too late! Something big is coming soon. ☹︎☜︎✌︎☝︎🕆︎☜︎😐︎✋︎☪︎☠︎✌︎

Yuuko Ichihara

it’s too early, how anyone functions at this time bewilders seongwoo. though yet again, once upon a time seongwoo had been a stranger to the concept of ‘time’. he lays on the bed as his eyes hazily fall onto his phone –– the loud ‘ding’ from his messages bringing it to life.

and then he sees it.

or well, he feels it before he sees it.

there’s something odd perched by the side of his window and almost without much thought the boy slides open the window. theres a blast and he thinks momentarily that the owl has ... blown up. and then petals and seongwoo immediately wonders if it’s one of his older card friends pulling a joke.

finally, snowy owls in korea? confusing as it may sound a lot of things didn’t make sense nowadays. after all, seongwoo was literally an ageless card/monster that took the form of a human boy.

his first thought when he reads the letter is that there’s too many words. it’s just an ad –– though it’s still suspicious. why would anyone put in that much effort for an ad? seongwoo could never even bother putting in that much effort for a job. 

he’s about to tuck the flyer away to the side of his bed when the last few lines catches his attention. he pauses, mouth slightly agape and his eyes widen as the grip he has on the paper tightens. could... it be? 

 “emojis,” he says out loud, fingers to his lips. “i didn’t even know some of these existed.” 

( he saves the suspicion for later. )

[onghwangs]

i’m going to sue ong seongwu ( ˃̣̣̥⌓˂̣̣̥ )  

( © blue forest )

[ccseongwoo]

on his sleeve

[ccseongwoo]

ccminhyun:

times where other members had schedules without him were very rare and precious to minhyun. between his idol and hero life, he was more than often out and about himself. but the dorm would be empty for a few hours and he took this opportunity to take a long, hot shower without caring about waiting in line. his leader manners always had him push the rest of the boys in front of him, which left him with lukewarm, uncomfortable water. well, not this time.

he just got dressed and was drying his hair with a towel when someone rang at the front door. he did order fried chicken for when the boys would come back, but it wouldn’t be for another hour or so at the very least. he grabbed his wallet hurriedly, convinced that the order got messed up somewhere and the deliverer got there early.

he stopped as he got closer to the door, able to hear two of his members’ names being called out. the voice was that of a male but daehwi and kenta had their fair share of hardcore male stans already. no one ever visited them that the manager was not aware of, which was why minhyun got suspicious right away. who in the world would show up in the middle of the day shouting names at the door?

he almost ignored it, but thought that if it was some weirdo, he could always confront him. he returned a very serious gaze to the tall male as he opened, eyes squinted. “excuse me, but who are you?”

it feels like he’s been standing in front of the door for hours waiting for his friends to answer. but seongwoo had always been impatient with things (a trait of his that matched very well with his powers). so when the door finally swings open, he speaks before his brain is able to match the face to his head.

“finally! i kept texting you and ––” holy shit. “holy shit,” he says out loud. he attempts to take a step back but he physically can’t move. it’s like he’s faced with medusa except a hundred times more gorgeous and in the form of a male korean man.

“you’re,” is what he manages to say and then he tries to peer behind the beautiful minhyun, in an attempt to see if anyone else was around. no sign of any other human or card. is this a fantasy? it’s like his face has a built in light-bulb and it just glows. he has that after shower smell that seongwoo finds gross on daniel but oddly refreshing on minhyun.

if he knew how to post things on twitter or the fancafe he would be raving about this forever. minhyun minhyun minhyun minhyun minhyun. his head fills itself with heart emojis and it’s the first time he’d finally understood the meaning of “all is fair in love and war”. 

“sorry i –– i’m daehwi and kenta’s friend, seongwoo,” thankfully he’s able to introduce himself without screwing up. “they told me to come over so we could hang out after their schedules but they –– are they not around? i tried texting kenta but he, he didn’t reply. i know how to use emojis,” he adds the last part without thinking much and immediately wishes he was back in time, trapped in a spellbook. at least there he wouldn’t be embarrassing himself in front of the most beautiful man alive. “you’re minhyun... right?” cool, real cool seongwoo.

[ccseongwoo]

familiar faces

( @cceun ) 

seongwoo, admittedly, has too much free time. really, he does. and instead of spending his time finding a job or doing something productive, he enjoys spending it near the market place huddled around old women as they gossip on and on about their lives and the lives of others.

this trait of humans has always intrigued seongwoo –– how much they loved talking about other people, and the little side comments they’d make. and it’s not as though seongwoo doesn’t condone this behaviour though, oh no. if anything he’s hooked by the stories he hears of women leaving their husbands and boyfriends cheating on girlfriends and etcetera. 

so the market place is a location he’s familiarised himself with. today their gossiping about some girl who’s been caught with another man and seongwoo finds it interesting, his chin resting against his palm as the old lady in front of him continues on about the story and how scandalous it is.

except not too far away a girl catches his eye. she’s pretty, seongwoo thinks, and also really familiar. with how much he’s hung around here, he’s pretty sure that she visits almost just as often as him. 

he excuses himself from the old ladies, telling them to continue on with the scandalous story ( and to fill him in later. he really does want to know about the rest ) before he walks towards the girl. “hi,” he says, gently smiling towards her. “you come here a lot don’t you?” 

[ccseongwoo]

i’ve been busy these last few days sobs pls forgive me!!! i’ll work on replies and then my way through the ims slowly!! i promise im not ignoring anyone!

[ccseongwoo]

a look into war ong seongwoos’s, instagram @iamseongwoo               ––––– if he had one and wasn’t terrible at technology (... one day).

he doesn’t bother putting his instagram on private despite posting pictures with the m.ea members ( he likes that he gets more followers thanks to that ). his ig aesthetic is mostly cold, dark colours and he likes to go for a more ‘grunge’ kind of feel. also enjoys posting pictures of himself because he thinks he’s pretty good looking as well as pictures of his friends ! + probably uses a lot of emojis in his captions ie; 😎 😪  👀

featuring: @ccxjoy, @cclucky. @ccniel, @ccjinyoung, @ccfamine, @ccjueun