be careful, I'm like fire

Yoo Youngjae. 20. Matoki Shine on my path, whether I want it or not. Shine on me in the darkness rs || so || tag info || time || disc

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A burnt child loves the fire.

Oscar Wilde (via rxvxen)

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Good people are like candles; they burn themselves up to give others light.

Turkish Proverb (via fujoshibabe)

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♬ B.A.P - Easy ♬

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[yeongjxe]

An Act of Persuasion; (Luka & Youngjae)

“Uhmm…”

Nothing was familiar. It was like the day when Youngjae had first landed on Earth and had absolutely no idea where he was, what he was doing and how he was going to survive. The walls of the buildings here were scarred with vulgar words in the gaudiest colours, the paint still wet and still corroding Youngjae’s sense of smell. There were unidentifiable dark patches on the ground, wounds carved by the inhabitants—or perhaps, as Youngjae skirted around a streak of red, the inhabitants instead were wounded. It was dark, despite the sun still not having set yet, as if the light had forsaken these narrow alleyways, the buildings clamouring together in an act of safety in numbers.

Maybe he shouldn’t have fallen asleep on the bus, but he did, and he had thought that this was the most direct route back home, but now he didn’t. He stared at the unfamiliar surroundings, a sense of dread pawing at his insides as he realised, well, he was truly and utterly lost. He couldn’t see the sun from which he could calculate a fairly northerly direction, nor had the stars risen yet. He was in a liminal space between light and dark, a place where shadows blended together into one single tone and suffocated the senses. He did the only thing he could and continued to place one foot in front of the other, blindly turning corners.

He rounded a corner, and thought there was a darker shade to the monotone grey. As he approached, the outline condensed and sharpened, forming a figure in the alleyway. Almost with a sense of relief (despite the dread that had now sat up fully alert and ears pricked), Youngjae trotted up to the other.

“Excuse me,” he gave an uncertain smile at the stranger. “Could you tell me the way to the nearest main road?” He wasn’t about to tell the other where ‘home’ lay, he decided that it would be simple enough to find a main road and navigate from there.

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[yeongjxe]

8-12

8:Favorite indulgence and feelings surrounding indulging

Excessive consumption of green tea ice cream. And Youngjae doesn't even care, he'll just eat it from the tub.

9:Makeup?

No, Youngjae'll probably stab himself in the eye by accident.

10:Neuroses? Do they recognize them as such?

Youngjae is claustrophobic and must always have something to do at all times. Even something simple like reading a book or as complex as designing and building a weapon. He is only the mildest bit compulsive towards orderliness, but wouldn't classify himself as obsessive-compulsive. Most of his neuroses stem from his time in captivity and what was essentially enslavement.

11:Intellectual pursuits?

He spent a millennium engineering weapons of war, but now, since he has arrived on Earth, he likes learning and memorising the geography of the planet and the history and culture of the human race here. 

12:Favorite book genre?

Non-fiction, specifically history and geography (he can be often found hanging around the 900s section of the non-fiction area of the library)

[yeongjxe]

☛ GET INSIDE YOUR CHARACTER'S HEAD! aka The Excessively Detailed Headcanon Meme

Ask a question, any question! Because I have nothing better to do than to answer your questions. ... No, really. I don't. D:

1: What does their bedroom look like?

2: Do they have any daily rituals?

3: Do they exercise, and if so, what do they do? How often?

4: What would they do if they needed to make dinner but the kitchen was busy?

5: Cleanliness habits (personal, workspace, etc.)

6: Eating habits and sample daily menu

7: Favorite way to waste time and feelings surrounding wasting time

8: Favorite indulgence and feelings surrounding indulging

9: Makeup?

10: Neuroses? Do they recognize them as such?

11: Intellectual pursuits?

12: Favorite book genre?

13: Sexual Orientation? And, regardless of own orientation, thoughts on sexual orientation in general?

14: Physical abnormalities? (Both visible and not, including injuries/disabilities, long-term illnesses, food-intolerances, etc.)

15: Biggest and smallest short term goal?

16: Biggest and smallest long term goal?

17: Preferred mode of dress and rituals surrounding dress

18: Favorite beverage?

19: What do they think about before falling asleep at night?

20: Childhood illnesses? Any interesting stories behind them?

21: Turn-ons? Turn-offs?

22: Given a blank piece of paper, a pencil, and nothing to do, what would happen?

23: How organized are they? How does this organization/disorganization manifest in their everyday life?

24: Is there one subject of study that they excel at? Or do they even care about intellectual pursuits at all?

25: How do they see themselves 5 years from today?

26: Do they have any plans for the future? Any contingency plans if things don’t workout?

27: What is their biggest regret?

28: Who do they see as their best friend? Their worst enemy?

29: Reaction to sudden extrapersonal disaster (eg The house is on fire! What do they do?)

30: Reaction to sudden intrapersonal disaster (eg close family member suddenly dies)

31: Most prized possession?

32: Thoughts on material possessions in general?

33: Concept of home and family?

34: Thoughts on privacy? (Are they a private person, or are they prone to ‘TMI’?)

35: What activities do they enjoy, but consider to be a waste of time?

36: What makes them feel guilty?

37: Are they more analytical or more emotional in their decision-making?

38: What recharges them when they’re feeling drained?

39: Would you say that they have a superiority-complex? Inferiority-complex? Neither?

40: How misanthropic are they?

41: Hobbies?

42: How far did they get in formal education? What are their views on formal education vs self-education?

43: Religion?

44: Superstitions or views on the occult?

45: Do they express their thoughts through words or deeds?

46: If they were to fall in love, who (or what) is their ideal?

47: How do they express love?

48: If this person were to get into a fist fight, what is their fighting style like?

49: Is this person afraid of dying? Why or why not?

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lunch break ; youngjae & jongin

There were a few reasons as to why Jongin had chosen to work at a library out of all places albeit the apparent absence of passion towards books in his veins. He liked reading, that much was true—he’d still prefer reading over socializing sometimes, opting to drown himself in the string of woven words instead of compelling himself to smile and find conversational topics. However, that didn’t truly mean that he couldn’t live without them. Nothing, as of late (or as long as he could remember since depression had been a malicious thing that consumed every fiber of his being, swallowing what little passions that he could own) had engaged his interests, and so while he could find solace being surrounded by books, he might as well try and salvage what he could from that part of being a functioning human being.

It felt slightly different for him to be assigned an afternoon shift instead of the evening one. Most of the faces were completely unfamiliar for him, both from the visitors and colleagues sides. But he knew someone—someone whom he often greeted when he arrived at work before his shift commenced, and this someone struck the cords of his curiosity as his senses chirruped out with a belief that this person wasn’t human. There were plenty of creatures that he’d encountered in his life, but Youngjae seemed so amazingly humane that he kept wondering if his senses had made a mistake. Alas, he was determined to find out, and so when the lunch break came, he immediately made his way to where Youngjae might be, and spotted the other man.

"Youngjae," he called, jogging lightly to close the gap that previously spanned between them. "Are you going out for lunch?"

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The rustling of the pages turning and people sighing as they settled into the beanbags cocooned Youngjae as he dug into a book that detailed the riches of a country beyond the sea. He liked this job better than his other one, if only for the relaxed atmosphere. Even a student furiously scribbling away at their essay was calming—the scratching noise of graphite rhythmic like his very own pattering of rain on glass. He flipped the page, smooth under his fingers and glossy as the glare from the lights hit the paper, and greedily drank in the photos and black text. The library contained the world, every nook and cranny of it was meticulously documented and photographed, bound and indexed, all for Youngjae who explored vicariously through the adventurers.

He blinked when someone called his name, and automatically reached for the scanner, but when he turned around it was just Jongin jogging up to him. He refrained from telling the other off about the running (it disturbed the mulling and deliberative peacefulness of the library) and smiled at him. It had been a long while since Youngjae had first arrived on the planet, and he prided himself on the fact that he had adapted and blended in so well that he hasn’t been caught out once although there had been so many close calls. At the other’s inquiry, he replaced the scanner in its stand and glanced down at his watch (he had to do some mental arithmetic to equate it to his own planet’s time).

“Sure,” he replied cheerfully to Jongin. He quite liked the human. The other was a little too curious sometimes and Youngjae had to dodge those bullets, but the other seemed extraordinary normal human otherwise. “Why not? Where to? What would you like to eat?”