seobeastly.

Yang Yoseob. 25 years young. Vocalist of B2ST. Affiliated with Cube Entertainment. Graduate from University of East Broadcasting Arts. Food is love, food is life. Sucks at expressing his feelings. Will beat-box for ramen. & & & & &

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Beastblondeboy! It's so nice to see you as Yoseob again * ^ * I'm sorry for using your tumblr rp askbox, I really don't know how else to reach you. So you don't have to reply because I don't want to ruin your tumblr timeline, at least you see my message. I really miss you T n T I found your tumblr through my friend's arp account, I hope you're doing well wherever you are. Get enough rest too, don't get too busy with works tsk. Anyway, Merry late Christmas- I hope you had a good one! And a Happy

{ — I think I remember who this is, but at the same time I don’t. Why’d you have to be anonymous?!

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Ice Breaker-Subway

Junhyung was extremely tired. Tired of school with its endless stress to ace every exam thrown at him. Tired of never quite making the cut in entertainment companies which only led to being a disappointment to his parents. Not that his parents didn’t love and support him, but he knew it was hard on them to see their son coming home day after day, with no news of accomplishment. Sighing he laid his head back against the uncomfortable plastic headrest, if you could call it that.  He was on the bus home from dance practice, he had recently joined a group from school and today was their first meeting. Nothing much had come from it, besides various moves of trying to show off, which only resulted in him hurting his shoulder against the tiled floor and an immense amount of pride flushed down the toilet, but he was perfectly fine with that.

He would do anything to become an idol, even if that meant dragging himself through endless humiliation until he reached success.  Opening his closed eyes as he felt the train lurch forward to a stop, he noticed he had a few more to go, and he wiggled in his seat, trying to defrost his numb butt against the seat. He hated that feeling. It was then he noticed a mop of dark hair making its way towards his direction, shuffling quickly, yet cautiously through the throng of people littering the train. He was short, very short, a school uniform crumpled under the thick backpack he wore. Junhyung could tell just by looking at it, that it had to be cramped pack full of textbooks, making him grimace at the thought of his own backpack, equally as full now dusting the ground of the train.  His eyes fluttered towards the window, watching as the subway station left view, the same lurching feeling happening once again as the train took off. What he hadn’t expected was for the mop of dark hair to come trudging towards his aisle, a timid voice making him turn his head in his direction. “Uh, sure, I don’t mind.” Out of habit he scooted over in his chair, though he was already pressed up against the side of the train. Junhyung looked away as the male took a seat, the sound of him getting situated filling the silence that followed. Once he seemed content, he side-eyed the raven haired boy, “So you just got out too huh?” He motioned towards the backpack, hoping the male would understand that he meant school. 

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A smile of relief was offered at the other male and Yoseob quickly settled down in the now occupied spot. Judging from the clothes that were worn by this friendly stranger, he was a student as well. Though, most likely from a different school, but it mattered little to the young Yang boy. He was just glad this other male was kind enough to allow him to rest his feet. His leg muscles loosened. A soft sigh escaped his parted lips while he rummaged his backpack for his headphones. The sound of the person next to him caused him to come to an abrupt stop while his chocolate hues peered over. A sheepish laugh escaped the small gape between his lips and the hand that was burrowed beneath the pockets of his backpack, shot forth and began to rub the side of his neck. "Yeah, I actually missed the first subway." Now that he thought about it, he probably looked a little more ruffled than usual.  "Are you on your way home?" He asked innocently. Curiosity had won him over and the desire to search for his headphones was now at the bottom of his priorities list. It wasn't every day he was given the opportunity to have a casual conversation with a person on the way home. Normally, he would plug his headphones into his ears and just listen to Brian McKnight all the way home. 

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bbomy:

Well, let’s go have some tea! I admit, I don’t hang out with my B2ST oppas nearly enough.

❝Tea? Do you know of any good places to drink tea? Admittedly, I'm not observant enough to keep my eyes open for quaint, little tea shops. ❞

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"In what world was that okay?"

"Wait— So doing this isn’t okay in this world?"

[padmewrites-blog]

send one for my muse's reaction;

"What are you doing here?"

"Of course I moved on!"

"I can’t wait for you."

"Why didn’t you wait for me?"

"Aren’t sunrises a little cliche?"

"As long as it doesn’t require me pants, I’m in."

"It’s your time to shine."

"And we’re sure that’s not illegal?"

"And if I say yes?"

"Dude, what the hell?"

"Wait, since when are you gay?"

"What the hell did I miss?"

"I was gone for for five minutes!"

"She/he’s been my bed for the last twenty four hours, and I can’t remember their name. Think it would be rude to ask for it again?"

"I don’t see anything wrong with a shotgun Vegas wedding."

"If you don’t shut up, I will personally stab you in the eye with a spork."

"Is that really your version of an apology?"

"I hope you step on a lego every day for the rest of your life."

"Now that’s just stupid."

"I’m prepared, I think."

"We finally got it right."

"I choose you. No one else. You."

"I gave up a long time ago."

"In what world was that okay?"

"This is not a bad vampire romance novel, please shut up with the dramatics."

"Kinda wanna have sex, but also kinda wanna eat pizza."

"We could always just run away."

"I’m dying. How’s that for a dinner conversation starter?"

"Please stop asking me out."

"Love is a fairytale told to children."

"That wasn’t me."

"I didn’t do it!"

"That may have been my fault."

"Is this your first date?"

"You’re the biggest wimp."

"You’re pretty shy."

"Are you trying to hold my hand?"

"Let me sleep."

"There’s no way that I’ll say no."

"I don’t want to get up."

"Why don’t you love me?"

"I don’t want to live in a world without you."

"There’s a fire inside of you."

"I don’t think I can do this anymore."

"Oh good. Just what I needed to hear."

"Tonight as perfect."

"It’s just for the night!"

"I didn’t steal it. I borrowed it. Possibly for a long time."

"It hurts."

"We could go backpacking?"

"What do you mean you want to go home?"

"You don’t know me!"

"I skipped class today."

"I bought you a ring even."

"You bought me flowers?"

"What are you doing home so late?"

"Sorry I’m not what you expected."

"I burned my tongue."

"What a fake smile."

"Did you just laugh at me?"

"I can do it!"

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[roleplayaskmemes]

Send me a ☓ and I will generate a number for what the situation in which our muse’s first meet will be

ICE BREAKER MEME. meant for first interactions, leans towards modern things, for example bars, public transport, etc.

Muse A - the person who answers

Muse B - the person who sends the ask

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Ice Breaker Meme: Subway mates.

He was going to be late. The last subway he was supposed to get on had already left and now he was stuck there in the subway station. Peering down at his wrist watch, the young Yoseob was still dressed fully in his school uniform. His backpack was slung over one shoulder and his hair was a mess. On top of training to become a future idol of Korea, he also had studies to worry about. To pile on top of those studies, he also had his parent’s ramen shop to worry about as well. Granted, on some days service was slow, but he still wanted to help his loving mother and father out whenever he had the time to. Besides, he promised he would come by after school. Just— now he’d be a little later than anticipated.

Pulling out his phone, he dialed the number to his parent’s ramen shop, but received a busy tone. This only meant one thing: the shop was busy. Shoving his phone back into his pockets, his dark brown eyes fixated on the tunnel in which the two headlights of the subway train would appear.

The instant the subway train arrived after a few minutes of pacing and peering, Yoseob hopped in. It was packed. Attempting to push through the large crowd of people, he caught sight of an empty seat from his peripherals. He made haste towards the opening and kept in mind to be mindful of the people around him and not push and shove. Once he reached the small space, his eyes fell upon a male that had been settled into the seat next to it since his own entry into the public transport.

“Uhh— is anyone sitting here,” he asked with a meek smile on his lips as soon as their eyes met. Little did he know that in that instant, that moment that they shared, would spark memories that would last him a lifetime.

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Ice Breaker Meme: Meeting at a busy bar.

Daniel had finally turned 21 after an entire year nearly passed. This was the only time in which Yoseob was able to squeeze in from his rather heavy schedule to be with his former trainee companion. At first, it felt really nice to be able to see him after all the promotions and all the performances. Hell, they hadn’t been in the presence of one another so casually like this in a long while. Eventually, though, after spending an hour in this bar, Daniel went from sober and cheeky to tipsy and rowdy. The young vocalist of B2ST himself had one shot of soju, but stated that he would be watching over good ol’ ‘Danny boy’ to make sure he didn’t do anything he would regret.

“Yoseob-ah, I think I need to use the bathroom.”

Crap. Quickly grabbing his friend’s arm and placing it around his shoulders, Yoseob quickly pried him away from the bar stool and maneuvered the both of them through the crowd. He only hoped that by the time he reached the men’s bathroom, that Daniel hadn’t ‘let himself go.’

The line was long when he arrived. Perfect. Of all the times in the world, everyone just had to decide to use the bathroom at the same time. What made it ironic was usually the men’s bathroom would be a relatively short line, since most would just use the urinals. However, this time, it was different. From the sounds of it, someone was spewing their guts into the toilet bowl. With a heavy sigh parting from his lips, the young man peered down at his semi-conscious friend just to make sure he was still, well, conscious.

“I really need to use the bathroom, Seobie-ah.”

Without responding, he cleared his throat to the person in front of him and asked, “Excuse me, my friend here, needs to use the bathroom, is it all right if we mosey in front?” The figure turned around and Yoseob’s eyes narrowed. Not out of irritation, but rather curiosity. What a familiar face, he thought while awaiting for the male to answer back.

Luckily for the both of them, the kind male allowed them both to cut in front and they soon found themselves in a stall in which Daniel was able to ‘relieve himself.’ While Yoseob stood waiting, without thought, his eyes darted towards the familiar face that had let them both pass. Why do I feel like I know him from somewhere… Then it clicked. Siwan. But before he could thank the member of ZE:A, a voice called out to him, yet again. “Seob-ah… can you pick me up?” Next time. He’ll have to thank him properly next time.

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Ice Breaker Meme: Stuck in an elevator together.

“Floor 5 please.” Pulling his snapback over his eyes to hide his face, the main vocalist of B2ST found a spot in the corner of the elevator. There was only one other person in the rectangular caddy with him, but even then he had to be careful not to reveal himself. You never really know what sort of thing would happen if his presence was identified.

He watched as the figure beside him placed his index on the “5” button and gazed as the metal doors close shut. The only music that encompassed them both was the hum of the elevator making it’s way slowly to the floors up top. Yoseob had finished up with returning a gift that he had originally bought his sister for her birthday. To his dismay, she didn’t fit it. Although she stated it was the thought that count, just the fact that he had to return it proved he hadn’t been spending much time with his older sister like he used to. Once the elevator stops on his floor, he’ll ask his driver to take him elsewhere to find a different gift for his sister.

The sudden jerking of the elevator stirred the young man from his thoughts and his eyes widened. The light bulbs that nestled in the ceiling of the small space began to flicker and eventually shut off. “You’ve got to be kidding me,” he stated under his breath. Quickly, his large hand shuffled around inside his jacket’s pockets for his phone and pulled it out to turn on the flashlight application. “Are you okay?” He asked the stranger who stood beside him. Once the figure turned, his eyes widened once more. “Soohyun-nim?!” Out of routine, he bowed his head at the older male.

Their current situation did not need any of this proper greeting business and Yoseob quickly shook his head. With his phone, he hovered it over the buttons of the elevator and pushed the one reading “Help.” Hopefully their distress call would be answered soon, but he supposed the good thing out of all of this was he wasn’t alone in the elevator. With trembling legs all he could do was peer over his shoulder towards the older male and attempted to offer a reassuring smile. An interesting way to meet a person - being stuck in an elevator together while it malfunctions.

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Ice breaker meme: Caught in the rain together; sharing an umbrella.

Droplets of rain sprinkled the windowpane of the small café in which the vocalist of B2ST had found refuge in. The coffee cup that had kept his hand warm for the last thirty minutes had finally grown cold. The chocolate brown beverage that lie within the paper walls was nearly finished. “Hm.” A soft breath emerged from his moistened lips and slowly, but surely, Yoseob stood from where he sat and made his way towards the trash bin to toss away the virtually empty cup.

As soon as he readjusted his jacket and made sure his wallet and phone were where they normally were, he headed towards the exit. The instant he pushed the double doors open, a huge gust of wind and rain water whirled around him. His shoulders scrunched up and he hissed at the drastic change in temperature. It wasn’t raining relatively hard, but the assistance of wind did not help to ease him into the frigid air. Carefully, the young male popped open his umbrella and began making his way down the steps.

From the corner of his eyes, a figure stood with her delicate hands hovering over the top of her head full of ebony tresses. She was getting soaked. From the looks of it, what seemed to have been her umbrella was now tattered and ripped. It was nothing but wires that were poking out an a cloth that was barely hanging on. Yoseob stood in thought for a brief moment before finally hurrying over by the young woman’s side and held his own umbrella above her with a warm smile. “You’ll catch a cold,” he stated, kindness written on his face.

[ajhyn]

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[ajhyn]

Today just happens to be one of the very few days off he has been gifted with, allowing him to venture off on his own to the wider aspects of the city. And although this sensational actor was being accompanied by his manager from afar, he did not seem to react so negatively. If anything, he was at peace with the world around him. That always seemed to be the case, though it was a treasured ability to possess — to cherish the little joys of life rather than dismissing them. With consequence also came along life lessons to utilize, and every negative point was accompanied with two positive points of the package. Considering this as such, the actor would simply brush things off, be grateful for the given opportunity, and expand the road that he, in simple terms, would call life. 

The seasons have altered immensely during the past few days, ranging from the blazing heat of summer-remembrance to the coldest of winters. The thin layer of smog from passerby vehicles consumes his line of sight, putting forth his extra effort into wiping his eyes, though he then begins to realize that such actions are fruitless. Then a heartfelt chuckle slips past his lightly parted lips as he just then arrives at the conclusion that his optics did not resemble the window-wipers attached to the front of his mini-van. After being cooped up in a black van for so long, he simply could not help himself on such matters. He treads on once more, seeking for warmth, a blatant trail of thought as he lifts the scarf to the tip of his reddening nose. 

The mobile device that once remained dormant now rings, the childish chime of ‘KakaoTalk!’ emitting from the fabric of his pockets. He fishes into its depths to retrieve the contrivance and unlocks the screen, skimming through the contents.

[KakaoTalk :: 1:00 PM — Ramen Boy] Oi! It’s cold and I’m starving!! Hurry up!

There is a comedic emoji accompanying the message, which Soohyun simply responds to with a smile. Within the span of five minutes, he enters the premises, the large and lucid sign reading ‘ramen’ right outside the door. It doesn’t take long to spot the man, either. Needless to say they are shining Hallyu stars, though their selection of garments were nothing close to being glamorous — just to draw less attention in any way possible. The last things they both needed were blinking cameras and microphones being shoved into their faces. Eventually the actor seats himself comfortably at the corner, tilting his cap back, just enough for clarity. 

"Yes, I can tell you’re starving and I have arrived," He lifts the device into eye-level view, "in response to your text message, of course."

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Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. Time always appears to travel at the speed of a snail whenever he was hungry. The low grumbling of his stomach forced his large hand to hover over it, as it if would silence the roar that had already made way around his vicinity. A heavy sigh parted from Yang Yoseob’s lips while his chocolate hues remained fixated on the leather watch that was laced around his wrist. Today marked a glorious day - why? Because he finally had some time off from his busy schedule to eat ramen. Not only that, but he was going to be in the presence of some good company. At least, he hoped for the other male’s sake that it would be good, or else. His intestines were beginning to tug and pull again, forcing yet another low growl to emerge from the depths of his warm exterior.

The brisk winter breeze gently caressed his bare face which sent a shiver to crawl up and down the main vocalist’s spine. Soohyun had better hurry his arse up or else he would turn as blue as his navy blue parka. Normally, the young man wouldn’t mind being out in the open air to enjoy the holiday festivities. It was nearing Christmas time so the streets were paved with vibrant lights, wreaths hung on lamp posts, trees decorated in ornaments and it practically screamed, “Holiday cheer!” However, when his hunger pangs kicked in, his desire to bask in the ambiance decreases to nearly zero.

Peering down at his wrist watch one more time, he took note of the time. 1:00 PM. He’s late. His lips formed into a frown. Quickly, Yoseob reached into the darkness of his jean’s pockets and pulled out his cellular device.

                          'Oi! It’s cold and I’m starving!! Hurry up!'

As soon as the message was sent, he tossed his phone, almost carelessly, back into his pocket. A hungry Yoseob was a grumpy Yoseob. No one likes a grumpy Yoseob. Giving one last look around through his dark wayfarer sunspecs, he decided to sit inside and wait instead of freezing his rump off.

Once inside, the young man settled next to a window in hopes to alert the older male that was to accompany him that he had gone into the eatery. The long hand on the clock finally made it’s way to the 1 -- 1:05PM. A familiar figure entered the ramen shop and what had formerly been a nasty, little frown was a crooked grin tugging at the corners of his lips.

“Finally,” he stated with a playful eye roll and a sneer. “Are you always five minutes late from the meeting time to your script readings hyung?” A good-humored chuckle seeped through his lips. Extending out a hand, he grabbed a menu and handed it to the older male. “I already know what I’m going to order. Had five minutes to study the menu.”

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YANG YOSEOB: main vocalist of B2ST; a beast at eating ramyun.

                                 ❝You take me to nirvana.❞

A realist, an idealist and an activist. A believer and an achiever. Earning his trust is a must, but first show respect and you can expect greatness to unfold from nothing. He passes no judgment unto those who stand by their values with conviction and wishes for you to pass on no false jurisdiction in the name of his. A young man of philosophy and an admirer of the anatomy that is of the exterior and interior of a person's body, mind and soul.

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