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Above all, be kind. Everyone has a fight ahead of them.

Calypso

[icarusuho]

e for effort. | kjm&ksw

[ssngwoo-blog]

long enough…? you guess…? {`sangwoo feels flustered as he repeats your answer, taking it as a polite way of saying ‘where the hell have you been? i’ve been waiting since the dawn of time’. his interpretation adds up with the bored expression on your face, and knowing you’re an important person with likely important schedules, he feels sorry again, and stutters out another apology} i’m really, really sorry, you see, my alarm– {`he stops himself; excuses are useless at this point, and could only worsen the situation, and instead he does his best to put on a cheery face} ah, i mean, all the more reason for us to start as soon as possible!

{`the question on how he should be called sends him rambling again, however. ssaem seems to make the most sense, but for sangwoo, it’s an awkward term to be called by someone older than him, and someone he looked up to} ah, just sangwoo would be fine, actually, if it’s fine by you. let’s try to keep it comfy, yeah? and i’ll be sitting down now… {`why he has to announce that he’s sitting down, he doesn’t know. he takes the seat right across yours and places his backpack on the one right beside it, while occasionally throwing a nervous glance your way to see if you’re getting any more impatient. he’s no longer sure if the notes he prepared last night didn’t seem like they will be useful} so, uh, let’s start? maybe with… what part of speaking english do you think you need the most help with…?

[icarusuho]

( /a slight twinge of guilt curls up in the pit of his stomach when you begin to stammer out yet another apology -- but joonmyun immediately pushes it aside, stubborn to a fault and too far gone in his childish antics to stop now. even when you take a seat, your expression visibly switching from apologetic to ( albeit a forced kind of ) cheerful, he resists the urge to cooperate and crosses his arms over his chest, instead ) i don’t know. ( /he replies petulantly, squinting at you from behind his tousled hair ) you’re the tutor, aren’t you? aren’t you supposed to tell me what we’re doing? all my agent said was that i had to show up.

( /a beat passes and he wrinkles his nose, displeased once he realizes that his stubborn heart is finally wavering when you shoot him another nervous glance, your anxiousness not going unnoticed despite his obvious efforts to remain unfazed. with a huff -- though his voice is not nearly as harsh as it had been before -- he tilts back in his chair with his good leg and cuts through your stilted rambling ) so just sangwoo, huh? ( /though his expression is kinder, now, it’s obvious that “getting started” is still not on his agenda -- not in the least -- as he sizes you up once more, teetering on the back legs of his chair precariously ) how old are you anyway?

[icarusuho]

@jaebbongi [ ☆ ]

[ ✉ ↦ KJM11 ] Are you still up? [ ✉ ↦ KJM11 ] I don’t think I’ve been this tired in forever. [ ✉ ↦ KJM11 ] Practice really killed me today. [ ✉ ↦ KJM11 ] And yet I can’t sleep. [ ✉ ↦ KJM11 ] My ankle hurts too, I hope I didn’t sprain it.

[ kkt : 울석뿅 ♡ ] wht [ kkt : 울석뿅 ♡ ] the nmber u have dialed is not in service [ kkt : 울석뿅 ♡ ] try again next time gg [ kkt : 울석뿅 ♡ ] zzzz

THOUGH JOONMYUN TOSSES HIS phone aside with every intention of rolling right over to fall back to sleep -- minseok’s words wriggle their way to the very back of his mind, curling just beneath his skin like a migraine waiting to bloom. my ankle hurts too, i hope i didn’t sprain it...

the idea of falling back asleep is impossible, then. and, though he knows it -- and he’s certain that minseok knows it, too -- joonmyun petulantly resists the urge to reach for his phone for a few more moments ( just for good measure ). after a good minute has passed, the young footballer finally lets out a loud, low groan before reaching for his phone once more. the screen comes to life, bright and overbearing, and joonmyun grits his teeth as he taps in a new reply.

[ kkt : 울석뿅 ♡ ] ...u ok? [ kkt : 울석뿅 ♡ ] im up [ kkt : 울석뿅 ♡ ] : (

[icarusuho]

When you get this, reply with 5 things that make you happy. Then send it to the first 10 people in your activity. ʕ♡˙ᴥ˙♡ʔ

☆  his mother’s kimchi jjigae ( with extra pork, just the way he likes it )☆  pretty girls with soft hair and even softer hands☆  that feeling of a ball sliding perfectly into his instep☆  beating minseok ( or anyone, really ) in fifa 👍☆  the seven voicemails that he has saved, still, from his father

[icarusuho]

Send me

♥: For a surefire way to win my muse's heart

♦: For a surefire way to calm their ass down

♣: For a surefire way to make them laugh

♠: For a surefire way to piss them off

[consilian-archive]

THERE WEREN’T MANY THINGS THAT Jihyun seemed to have in common with other people (at least, she liked deluding herself into thinking this way though the truth was much different): on one hand, she was young and successful, despite following a career path that she had, originally, never thought of pursuing. On the other hand, however, she was alone and that, while a very bitter detail that she would much rather just completely ignore and shove to the back of her mind, oftentimes served for a lot of annoyance and frustration to be pent up.

The fact that Jihyun had a temper only seemed to make things worse, but most of the time, she did a decent job at keeping it in check        the dancer didn’t recall the last time she had lashed out on someone else, or done something she might have regretted in retrospect, so that counted as a success in her book. Unfortunately, however, these type of things came at a certain cost: particularly in moments when you were trying to fight fire with fire which just so happened to be the case with her and her dear friend, Joonmyun.

“Shouldn’t you train with the others?” Brushing a few dark strands out of her face, Jihyun eyed the other curiously; she didn’t claim to know a lot about football, though she knew the key to success: practice. The fact that he appeared not to join his fellow teammates for a few rounds of training confused her, had her drawing her brows together in a manner that only spoke of quiet irritation as she tilted her head to the side, silently contemplating what his issue was. She hardly really knew him, and the fact that their friendship existed was only because of their mutual friends, but she still couldn’t help the curiosity that nestled in her heart.

“Any excuse you’ve got up your sleeve, or do you have plans?” Trespassing onto private grounds was something she never enjoyed when she was the one being inquired but today, the tables were turned and she had no desire to leave up until her curiosity had been satisfied.

[icarusuho]

THE AIR IS THICK with the smell of cigarette smoke and joonmyun’s palms are sticky. he can’t remember who had spilled his drink last, but he supposes it doesn’t matter much, anyway. not anymore, when he’s sitting outside alone. the bar behind him swells with the sound of raucous laughter and clinking glasses -- but it sounds muffled, now. as if caught in a vacuum or a part of a hazy, forgotten dream. distant. so fucking far away. the thought stings more than his knee and the young footballer forces it aside, settling down onto the curb, instead, wiping his hands unsuccessfully on his jeans.

and, moments later, this is exactly how she finds him: the nation’s favorite number 11, halfway drunk with sticky palms and dirty jeans. despite his blurry vision, joonmyun still has enough wits about him to feel slightly embarrassed to be found in this state -- street-side, sitting alone on some curb in front of a bar on a week night. suddenly, joonmyun becomes very, very aware of just how pathetic he must look to her.

“huh?” he squints, vision finally focusing when she takes a seat on the curb beside him. he’s struck with the realization that he’s never sat with her before. let alone without anyone else nearby -- and never like this. ( it’s not as if they’re close, after all. jihyun was a friend, but not his friend. the only joonmyun she knew was the one who lived on the pitch and could never say no to a shots drinking challenge. the joonmyun sitting on the curb tonight, though, was someone that he didn’t even know that well himself. ) “training?”

oh. the conversation from earlier floods back to him, all at once, as if a dam has broken. bokyung’s grating laughter, coaxing a migraine to life. we’ll all meet up tomorrow to run a few laps together, then! no one better be late. whoever blames their hangover for being late will be mart boy for the day!! everyone be on time! jinwoo had clapped a hand on his shoulder, rougher than usual after one too many drinks. well, everyone but you, man, ya’know? lucky fucking you, eh? joonmyun’s throat had burned more than it had during their round of shots, an hour prior, then. he finds that it burns now, too.

“didn’t know you were listening in on that,” he replies gruffly. there is an edge of defensiveness to his voice that joonmyun hadn’t expected and that realization bothers him even more. recoiling, he purses his lips and gestures down at his knee, suddenly wishing that he was more than only halfway drunk. maybe it would make this conversation easier. “i can’t. everyone knows i can’t. i still have another two months before i can even run again.” he pauses and then adds, sounding more exhausted than bitter, now. “not an excuse. just the doc’s orders.”

[cutelittlerpmemes]

Send my muse anons about questions you’ve always been curious about

[icarusuho]

“anyone could tell from here.” (Minseok)

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JOONMYUN CAN’T HELP BUT laugh, bemused by the older man’s ( very obvious ) discomfort. he had invited minseok out, fully prepared to be rejected -- really, late night drinking wasn’t exactly ideal for match fitness, and minseok, unlike the bench-bound joonmyun, would actually need to be in shape for the upcoming champion league semi-finals ( a truth that joonmyun didn’t want to swallow down, just yet ) -- and had been pleasantly surprised to be taken up on the offer, instead. but now, as the young footballer glances up and down the stream, he wonders if this had been a good idea, after all.

( at least cheonggyecheon wasn’t nearly as crowded as joonmyun had expected it to be. ...then again, there were very few people who would show up at cheonggyecheon for a midnight drink. that activity seemed to be reserved only for the sad and lonely -- and, in this case, reserved for joonmyun, too. )

waving one hand dismissively, he brushes off the thought and uses his other to pat the empty seat beside him, motioning for minseok to take a seat. 

“c’mon, hyung. do you really want me to drink alone?” he grins, his eyes twinkling up at minseok innocently -- the way they would during old practices, whenever joonmyun would pull a drag back at the very last minute before dribbling away with the ball. boyish and coy and acutely aware of exactly what he was doing. his ball, now. “if anyone asks, i promise i’ll say it was all me. you can say you were just drinking soda to keep me company. deal?”

[sooco]

headcanons! a mix of everything since i haven’t seen some around? just send a symbol!

「✔」: What type of person would your muse like as a husband/wife, if they ever thought about getting married? 

「✘」: What type of person would your muse most likely not feel attracted to at all? What traits (negative ones) would they need to have? Explain.

「♋」: We all know that every sign has its traits, good or bad, which ones apply to your muse from their sign? Why do you think so?

「♪ 」: Music! It says a lot about people, doesn’t it? What type of music would someone find your muse listening to? How did they get into a specific artist/band? Do they have any singer crushes? Do they hate singers or music genres?

「☆」: Not all parents are the best, the kindest, the most understanding. What’s your muse’s relationship with their parents? Do they still talk? Between their family, who does your muse trust the most, leans on the most?

「✞」: Not everyone is religious and we must respect that. How does your muse feel about religion? Do they believe in a God above, controlling everything? What’s their religion?

「✿」: Arts! We must respect that not everyone can draw, paint, write, sing.. but even though they cannot do these things, something artistic must be of their liking, right? What does your muse like and appreciate more from all the forms of art? If they could, would they write, sing, draw.. ? Favourite artists (writers, painters..)?

「✌」: Some people don’t feel comfortable going to parties or going out generally, what about your muse? Are they the party’s spirit, are they the person that usually stays and sulks in a corner or they’d rather prefer to stay inside, watching a movie?

「☯」: It’s obvious that we’re all insecure about something about ourselves. What about your muse? Do they have childhood scars they hate? Birthmarks? Are their skin too pale it makes them uncomfortable? Do they have freckles they hate?

「✪」: How confident is your muse about themselves, both personality wise and physically? Do they consider themselves a good person, attractive, sexy?

「♢」: Not many people are comfortable to talk about their sexuality so openly, to tell someone they’re in the mood for something specific. What about your muse? Are they comfortable with such talks between, say, a friend and themselves? Or would they rather keep such things private?

「⌤」: Allergies! Surely, not everyone has one but if your muse does, do tell us about it! 

「⌨」: The internet! Does your muse use any social medias? If they don’t, would they? Why (yes or no)? What’s their opinion about putting information about themselves out there, where anyone could read it?

[icarusuho]

*forms a prayer circle* *prays to the rp gods that you do not abandon*

[ WEEPS. IM LAUGHING???

but also kinda crying. i hope it didn’t seem like i was abandoning this muse?! otl my activity has been spotty/dropped a lot this past week because i busy with the holidays and work, but i promise that i’m not going anywhere. my little soccer star has a lot of stories that he’d like to explore and has high hopes for all the adventures that await him, still, so expect to see us around here for a very long time.

( but ty for sending me this message, it made me laugh! o/ )

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                                                FOREVER IN MY                                                            MEMORIES….

I’ve already made a post like this before, but I’ve decided to do this once again. This time I’ll go into more detail about the people that have affected me in this life time her in the community of korean roleplay. It’s strange to be doing such a thing but I have no choice but to say my goodbye, once again. My schedules have just become so hectic and the stress has been making me rather sick despite all the medicine and various healing deed I could do. I’m sorry for this sudden leave but it was more than just an amazing stay. I love you all, and wish the best to each and every one of you.

Keep reading

[icarusuho]

tracker.

writing replies for :

@consilian @dopamiune @nerevm @baekxangel @xphoeminx @ssngwoo @tzuchu @baeducatio

pls forgive me for being so slow otl

owe replies to, but unsure if still active :

@knoxsus @soojngz

pls let me know if you’d like me to reply, still!

writing starters for / meme prompts :

@naryuuto @consilian @minniexmousey @keybumbam @baeducatio (x2) @jaebbongi (x2) @itsxshowtime @hakjn

pls bear...with..me..... they’re coming... i promise...

waiting on replies from :

@jnhee @0744am

pls take your time! o/

tagged in character memes for :

url song title tag // @baeducatio mock article interview tag // @missjoohyun color gif tag // @unnamedwonderland

ty for tagging me weeps bless

[icarusuho]

Pastimes, doing

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PASTIME : three hobbies kjm has.

hiking. it’s no surprise that that he loves exercising, in general, but hiking is a particular favorite of his. he used to hike almost every morning with his father. the duo would make a game out of it -- trying to hike up every and any mountain trail available. ( kjm still has several old, worn maps, collected from various national park kiosks, that he and his father used to draw on. they had highlighted the routes that they had already adventured on together and had circled the ones that they’d been planning to tackle in the future, too. he has the maps folded and tucked away in the very back of his desk drawer, for safe keeping. he will probably never be able to throw them away. )

he’s a sucker for watching korean dramas and has lengthy phone conversations about ‘em with his grandmother at least once a week. ( though he’d probably never, ever admit it. )

photography. this is a hobby that he has never had much time to indulge in, though, and he knows that he isn’t particularly great at it. he just thinks that -- sometimes -- it’s really awesome that you can preserve a memory. to have something physical to hold, to remind you of a time, to take you back to a specific place. in his opinion, a camera is a poor man’s very own time machine.

DOING : three habits kjm has.

he’s a tapper. he simply cannot sit still and always needs to be moving. usually, he can be found either shaking his leg ( which used to earn him a sharp swat and smack from his grandmother, who would scold him for ‘shaking out his good luck’ ) or tapping his fingers against something.

he’s a very physical person and -- if he’s in comfortable company -- can almost always be seen touching whoever he’s with ( be it a casual arm draped around their shoulders or his leg pressed to theirs as they sit ).

cracking jokes. if he’s feeling uncomfortable, awkward, or uneasy -- kjm’s go-to is to resort to humor. heck, even if he isn’t in an awkward situation, kjm’s go-to is to crack a joke. after all, his favorite thing to do is to laugh... and his second favorite thing to do is to make others laugh with him, too.

[icarusuho]

Dream

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DREAM : three wishes kjm has.

to marry han hyojoo.

for his knee to heal quickly and fully ( and if he’s allowed to add on half a wish to this one: to not have to deal with another injury like this anytime soon ).

to lead -- not just a career -- but a full, happy life that would make his mother, grandmother, and father ( who he’s certain watches all of his matches from heaven, even when he’s benched ) proud.

[icarusuho]

Psst ( dork )

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PSST : three things kjm has always wanted to tell you.

he has nightmares about you glaring at him sometimes. you know, that one specific glare you give him during training -- when you’re particularly annoyed with him and surrounded by far too many heavy objects to hurl his way. it’s terrifying. definitely nightmare-worthy.

due to all of the attention that you’ve been receiving lately ( from strangers and friends alike ) he’s kinda starting to see that you actually are a girl... person... or whatever, now. maybe.

sometimes -- when he sees you particularly down after a run-in with your mother -- he wonders if he never should’ve befriended you, so many years ago. maybe your life would’ve been better? easier? maybe he wasa bad influence, after all -- just like your mother had always said? maybe... just maybe, you would’ve been happier if you hadn’t met him?he always immediately chases these thoughts away ( ‘cause he’d never,ever regret any of the memories he’s made with you ), but he can’t help thinking about it every now and then. he’s only human. just like you.

[icarusuho]

Mwah.

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MWAH : three people kjm would like to kiss.

hong myungbo ( for good luck )

kim jiwon ( ‘cause who wouldn’t want to? )

himself ( for handling this past year like a champ :’ ) js? )