Jae-Sung Ko

Half-Fae(Normal Sprite) / Bard  / Slave / Fc:DO Kyung-Soo / Rp-based Account / Played by Kris

[drownedxwings]

One step, and swing of his body, a twirl and extended arms… Another step one side and another, a twirl that leaded to go down the floor while hanging himself with the strength of his arms. A kneel and his hair might be all over his face by now, he stood and made another couple of moves before interrupting the dance as Zephyr began to mentally recalled the dance. “As far as I’m concerned, if you’re here for the show you have to wait like everybody else, and not everyone is allowed in this area.” he said upon hearing clear footsteps behind him, who knew how long had the other been there, but in spite of the situation he was still a perfectionist. That and this was perhaps the only truly alone time he had– Or so he believed.

[spirited-fae-ko]

Red wings fluttering at the halfblood's backside; responding to a rapid, blossoming curiosity. Silver eyes actually--following the melody of Zephyr's body without so much as a strum of a cord from his own hand. Or any other that he could tell. No music. Yet he could see it through his own widening eyes. "How can you dance like that without music?", he blurts out. "Amazing!" Ko inches closer; tugging free the band that held his mothers zither. "Also.." he gives a pause to give a gentle tap along the zithers strings; allowing a small twang to sound before removing his fingers. "Im not -technically- allowed to leave."

[spirited-fae-ko]

ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤

ᵀʷ⁻⁻ˢᵉˡᶠ⁻ʰᵃʳᵐ; ᵀʷ⁻⁻ˢᵉˡᶠ⁻ᵐᵘᵗⁱˡᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿ

• ᴷᵒ'ˢ ᵖʳⁱᵈᵉᶠᵘˡ ʷʰᵉⁿ ⁱᵗ ᶜᵒᵐᵉˢ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠᵃᵉ ᵇˡᵒᵒᵈˡⁱⁿᵉ ᵒᶠ ʰⁱˢ ᵐᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ᵇᵘᵗ ᵈᵉˢᵖⁱˢᵉˢ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵃˢˢᵒᶜⁱᵃᵗᵉˢ ʰⁱᵐ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ʰᵘᵐᵃⁿ ᵇˡᵒᵒᵈ ᵒᶠ ʰⁱˢ ᶜᵒʷᵃʳᵈˡʸ ᶠᵃᵗʰᵉʳ. ᵀʰⁱˢ ⁱⁿᶜˡᵘᵈᵉˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᵉˣᵗʳᵉᵐᵉ ʰᵃᵗʳᵉᵈ ʰᵉ ʰᵃˢ ᶠᵒʳ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇʳᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ˡᵃᵇᵉˡˢ ʰⁱᵐ ᵃˢ ᵃ ʰᵃˡᶠᵇˡᵒᵒᵈ. ᶜᵒᵘⁿᵗˡᵉˢˢ ᵗⁱᵐᵉˢ ʰᵃˢ ᵗʰᵉ ʰᵃˡᶠ⁻ᶠᵃᵉ ᵃᵗᵗᵉᵐᵖᵗᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ʳᵉᵐᵒᵛᵉ ᵗʰⁱˢ ᶜᵒⁿˢᵗᵃⁿᵗ ʳᵉᵐⁱⁿᵈᵉʳ ᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵒˢᵗ ᵒᶠ ʰⁱˢ ᵒʷⁿ ᶠˡᵉˢʰ ᵃⁿᵈ ʷⁱˡˡ ᶜᵒⁿᵗⁱⁿᵘᵉ ⁿᵒ ᵐᵃᵗᵗᵉʳ ʰᵒʷ ᵐᵘᶜʰ ᵗʳᵒᵘᵇˡᵉ ᵒʳ ʰᵒʷ ᵐᵃⁿʸ ᵗⁱᵐᵉˢ ʰᵉ ᵐᵘˢᵗ ᵉⁿᵈᵘʳᵉ ᵇᵉⁱⁿᵍ ʳᵉᵇʳᵃⁿᵈᵉᵈ.

• ᴷᵒ ʰᵃˢ ᵃ ʰᵉⁱᵍʰᵗᵉⁿᵉᵈ ᵖᵃⁱⁿ ᵗᵒˡᵉʳᵃⁿᶜᵉ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ʰⁱˢ ˢᵗᵃʸ ᵃᵐᵒⁿᵍˢᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵈᵃʳᵏ ᶠᵃᵉ.

[spirited-fae-ko]

𝕆𝕆ℂ

ᴬⁿʸ ᵖᵒˢᵗˢ ᵒʳ ᵗʰʳᵉᵃᵈˢ ᵇᵉˡᵒʷ ᵗʰᵉ ʳᵉᶜᵉⁿᵗ ᵗᵃᵍ ᵈᵘᵐᵖ ᵃʳᵉ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵖᵃˢᵗ ʳᵒˡᵉᵖˡᵃʸˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵃⁿʸ ᶠᵘᵗᵘʳᵉ ᵗʰʳᵉᵃᵈˢ ⁱⁿᵛᵒˡᵛⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵘˢᵉ ᴷᵒ ʷⁱˡˡ ᵇᵉ ᵃᶠᶠⁱˡⁱᵃᵗᵉᵈ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵃˢᵗˡᵉᶠᵃˡᵉⁿ ʳᵖᵍ.

[spirited-fae-ko]

𝔸𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕥𝕚𝕔

..ᶜʰⁱˡᵈʳᵉⁿ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ˢᵘᶜʰ ᵃ ˡᵒᵗ ⁿᵒʷ, ᵗʰᵉʸ ˢᵒᵒⁿ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ᵇᵉˡⁱᵉᵛᵉ ⁱⁿ ᶠᵃⁱʳⁱᵉˢ, ᵃⁿᵈ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸ ᵗⁱᵐᵉ ᵃ ᶜʰⁱˡᵈ ˢᵃʸˢ, 'ᴵ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ᵇᵉˡⁱᵉᵛᵉ ⁱⁿ ᶠᵃⁱʳⁱᵉˢ,' ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ ⁱˢ ᵃ ᶠᵃⁱʳʸ ˢᵒᵐᵉʷʰᵉʳᵉ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᶠᵃˡˡˢ ᵈᵒʷⁿ ᵈᵉᵃᵈ

[spirited-fae-ko]

𝕀ℕ𝕋ℝ𝕆

:: DO KYUNGSOO | MALE | HE/HIM | HALF/FAE:: it seems that KO ; a Noble of the VALDIVIA kingdom ; survived the ten year war. it looks like they have been written down as a HOMOSEXUAL/SLAVE and it seems they are working as an BARD; how fortunate for the king. it also says that they are a VERSATILE with a liking for ROUGH ; BONDAGE and a dislike for AGEPLAY ; WATERSPORTS. (ooc: KRIS :: EASTERN :: 22 :: SHE/HER )

Ko was the son of a very gifted fae, who possessed both magical and musical talents. However she fell for a human sympathizer of Valdivia and her love lead to heartbreak and betrayal. Kos father was swayed by his elder brother; Kos uncle to value his own life over the lives of his family's. A young Ko not only experienced the murder of his mother at the hands of his own flesh and blood but the horror of being abandoned by his own father. His father dragged him away to the heart of the dark forest that was now home to the dark fae to rip away his only remaining connection with the fae; his young son Ko. Hopeful that the dark fae there bare the burden of taking care of it rather then dirtying his own cowardly hands.

Ko clung to his mother's 12 stringed instrument wishing that all he had been through was some terrible dream. Alas it was his mother's talent and ancient zither-like instrument that was his saving grace at the hands of the dark inhabitants of the woods. For he to was a gifted musician and had somehow managed to appease some of the dark ones enough to spare his life. Magically forced to sing till his vocal cords were raw and thrown from heights for their own cruel amusement simply because he possessed human blood. The half fae had to endure many acts of mental and physical abuse. Ko was hidden for years during the wars like this till he was eventually captured and brought into a new life of slavery among new masters. The half blood feels pretty much the same as most fae. Extreme hatred for the wars that brought his bastard father to destroy their family and allow his uncle to take his mother's life.

[spirited-fae-ko]

𝕋𝕒𝕘 𝔻𝕦𝕞𝕡

#❧ 𝕊𝕡𝕚𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕖𝕕𝔽𝕒𝕖𝕂𝕠 --> 𝕀𝕟𝕥𝕣𝕠

#❧ 𝕊𝕡𝕚𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕖𝕕𝔽𝕒𝕖𝕂𝕠 --> 𝔸𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕥𝕚𝕔

#❧ 𝕊𝕡𝕚𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕖𝕕𝔽𝕒𝕖𝕂𝕠 --> 𝕀𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤

#❧ 𝕊𝕡𝕚𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕖𝕕𝔽𝕒𝕖𝕂𝕠 --> 𝔸𝕟𝕤𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕕

#❧ 𝕊𝕡𝕚𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕖𝕕𝔽𝕒𝕖𝕂𝕠 --> 𝕍𝕚𝕤𝕒𝕘𝕖

#❧ 𝕊𝕡𝕚𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕖𝕕𝔽𝕒𝕖𝕂𝕠 --> ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤

#❧ 𝕊𝕡𝕚𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕖𝕕𝔽𝕒𝕖𝕂𝕠 --> 𝔼𝕧𝕖𝕟𝕥

#❧𝕊𝕡𝕚𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕖𝕕𝔽𝕒𝕖𝕂𝕠 --> 𝕆𝕆ℂ

#❧𝕊𝕡𝕚𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕖𝕕𝔽𝕒𝕖𝕂𝕠 --> 𝕄𝕦𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤

#❧𝕊𝕡𝕚𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕖𝕕𝔽𝕒𝕖𝕂𝕠 --> 𝕋𝕒𝕘 𝔻𝕦𝕞𝕡

[saeno-e]

There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are the messengers of overwhelming grief, of deep contrition, and of unspeakable love.

[spirited-fae-ko]

“He's been gone a long time Joon. I can't dwell on it. Besides he liked my voice and you want to hear it.” Ko buried his face into Joons shoulder. “I can't keep letting it bother me. You're important to me to.” The sprite hid his face even though he was serious it did still bother him. He knew that sensitivity was probably lame and it always made him feel weaker than normal.

[spirited-fae-ko]

“Sometimes I forget. It's the whole being stuck in a cell mentality.” Ko stretched his legs and his arms rounded Joon's neck. Of course his wings followed in unison with how his back moved and bent. “Joon. Let's go out.” He prepositioned again. Still running his fingers through the others hair.

[spirited-fae-ko]

Deep Thoughts::Heavy Wings(KoxAnyone)

[spirited-fae-ko]

"Yeah. It's more of my moms day though." Ko felt weird speaking about it. He had always used it as a memorial day opposed to his actual birthday. "Why would you want to know that?" He asks while shying away from the question. "Old. Despite this face."

[spirited-fae-ko]

Deep Thoughts::Heavy Wings(KoxAnyone)

[avery-alpha-varcolac]

nature-plays-the-fool:

“How long are you out?” He jerked his head back only giving a second to process what she said. “I mean if I attempt to fly I wouldn’t want to hurt myself all alone. The last time I tried I got fustrated and wouldn’t give up even though I continued to eat dirt almost 100 times.” Ko smiled back at her. “I can get you out for a bit maybe. Might need a nurse. Cause I’m stubborn.” The sprite glanced around hoping a guard or master wouldn’t interrupt their chat. It had been so long since he had talked with her and he didn’t want it to end abruptly because of unwanted outsiders.

“I’m for an hour or so. It depends on when I’m summoned back.” She said laughing as Ko mentioned eating dirt. “Well you shouldn’t fly on your own. You should have me or Kwanjoon around to help. The thing we need is you being injured and not able to make it back.” Devin explained teasing scolding him while she pointed her finger at him. “Well only if Joon boy is nice enough to let me out.” 

[spirited-fae-ko]

"It's probably lame but I would rather not eat dirt in front of Joon. I don't know. It would be embarrassing you know!" He shrugged and gave her a nod. "How did you manage an hour you sneak?" Ko asks thinking about everything he had to do in order to buy a little freedom from the bars. "Well my birthday is in a few days so maybe he will cave and let you hang out. It's a tough day for me. My human mother's death anniversary." He explained hiding the mix of unsettling feelings behind a warm smile. Ko still blamed himself after all this time. The woman who had stolen him as a baby had instilled such thoughts and they had a way of resurfacing.

[spirited-fae-ko]

[spirited-fae-ko]

“Not with your scent all over me. No one touches me now.” Ko nuzzle his face into the masters. “If you lick it. It will heal faster.” He mumbled against his lips. “We should go out. Put this behind us. There’s a good bar in town. They double as a club.” He smooths his knuckles down Joon’s sides while he spoke. “Show you a good time. All this emotional baggage is probably making you regret choosing me.” Ko claims still a little afraid he had hurt Joon. “it’s not good for either of us.“

[lonewolfkwanjoon-deactivated202]

“Good they better not touch you. That is true I can always help heal you.” He replies while letting his finger run through the other’s hair. “I could never regret choosing you Koko.” He nuzzled against the other.

[spirited-fae-ko]

“Your cute to Joon. Your protective nature. People keep saying it's a bad thing. I guess it could be… but.” Ko rolled into the fingers that entangled his hair. “It makes me feel good. That someone wants me that much. You'd do so much for me.” Ko's heart took off at the next part. A heavy weight lifted at those words. “Thanks Joonbean~”

[spirited-fae-ko]

“Not with your scent all over me. No one touches me now.” Ko nuzzle his face into the masters. “If you lick it. It will heal faster.” He mumbled against his lips. “We should go out. Put this behind us. There's a good bar in town. They double as a club.” He smooths his knuckles down Joon's sides while he spoke. “Show you a good time. All this emotional baggage is probably making you regret choosing me.” Ko claims still a little afraid he had hurt Joon. “it's not good for either of us."

[spirited-fae-ko]

“Yours.” Ko found comfort in the warmth of Joon's body pressed to his. “I must sound like a broken record.” He sniffles at the mention of him crying. Only gripping tighter to him when his head felt the kiss. “Good. I would chase you. Even if they came to reclaim me I wouldn't give up on being yours.”

[spirited-fae-ko]

“You’re not going to like it Joon.” Ko knew Joon and the blood hurt him pretty bad. “I can’t breathe when it’s in my system. Like I’m being burned alive.” The sprite pulls his hands down, twirling his fingers along the lines of muscles on Joon’s pecks. “But every time I put myself through it I thought of you. My master. My strength. My lover if you want to be.” He asks boldly knowing he still was a slave and his place was still beneath Joon.

[lonewolfkwanjoon-deactivated202]

“Well I will be there with you making sure that you can get through it. I am not leaving you alone to do something that dangerous.” He replies while looking at the other.

[spirited-fae-ko]

Hearing those words meant a great deal to him. More so than he thought to admit himself. “Kwanjoon.” Ko calls out his name and buried his face into the wolves chest. “Thank You.” He felt his heartbeat increased after the gracious feeling in his heart settled. “Please.. I beg that you never leave me alone. Ever. It would destroy me.” He swallowed the thickness building at the back of his throat and he hadn't noticed the warm salty wetness that escaped his eyes. Ko was crying both in happiness and fear.

[spirited-fae-ko]

“You're not going to like it Joon.” Ko knew Joon and the blood hurt him pretty bad. “I can't breathe when it's in my system. Like I'm being burned alive.” The sprite pulls his hands down, twirling his fingers along the lines of muscles on Joon's pecks. “But every time I put myself through it I thought of you. My master. My strength. My lover if you want to be.” He asks boldly knowing he still was a slave and his place was still beneath Joon.