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honeybee @annasheony · 1min

bye goodbye bye

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honeybee @annasheony · 10min

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honeybee @annasheony · 7min

ARE YOU GUYS SEEING THIS ARE YOU SEEING THIS AM I SEEING THIS ARE WE SEEING THIS WHO IS SEEING THIS

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honeybee @annasheony · 6min

i’m loyal to anna but jennie is seriously TOO BEAUTIFUL TO HANDLE

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honeybee @annasheony · 6min

they look so good……….. i might make yerim’s teaser my new lockscreen she looks like a girlfriend (my girlfriend)

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honeybee @annasheony · 5min

i can’t wait until suji’s teaser she’s the visual GODDESS of this nation

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honeybee @annasheony · 3min

UPDATE: SOMEONE TOLD ME  SUJI’S TEASER IS ALREADY OUT WHERE HAVE I BEEN

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honeybee @annasheony · 2min

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honeybee @annasheony · 1min

MINJI TOO OH MY GOD?!?!?!?!? WHY ARE THEY SO PRETTY.... and why are none of them dating me :(

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honeybee @annasheony · 5min 

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honeybee @annasheony · 2min

ARE YOU GUYS SEEING THIS ARE YOU SEEING THIS AM I SEEING THIS ARE WE SEEING THIS WHO IS SEEING THIS

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honeybee @annasheony · 1min

i’m loyal to anna but jennie is seriously TOO BEAUTIFUL TO HANDLE

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honeybee @annasheony · 1min

they look so good........... i might make yerim’s teaser my new lockscreen she looks like a girlfriend (my girlfriend)

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honeybee @annasheony · 30sec

i can’t wait until suji’s teaser she’s the visual GODDESS of this nation

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open event: relationship talk. feat. han sooyoung (jooheon’s mother)

as much as joohen loves rap, there’s one thing he can never understand—no, relate to—when it comes to lyrics. all of his favourite artists dedicate songs for their mothers and talk about their good-for-nothing fathers who have abandoned them. jooheon feels for them, he really does, but his situation is the complete opposite. his mother walked out on them, and his father is the one doing the most to make sure his family has food on the table.

he guesses that could be what sets him apart in the industry. every rapper has their own story, a unique upbringing reflected in the lyrics they write. their music is so personal to them because of this, so maybe he has an advantage over rappers who have a predictable (or possibly even boring) background.

but jooheon doesn’t particularly think about his mother. he did at one point, when he was young and her departure was still fresh in his adolescent brain. these days, she barely crosses his mind. he doesn’t remember much about her anyways, only sees her in old pictures from photo albums.

does he miss her? maybe. sometimes, he wishes there was someone else to help around the house. maybe his father could take a few days off then, or at least work less without the burden of financial costs shouldered solely by him. he could spend more time with the kids, get more sleep, and be healthier overall. maybe jooheon could have grown up without having to change his sister’s diapers or walking into class late because he had to walk chaeyoung to school first. maybe his sister could have had a proper role model instead of her brother who had to explain the birds and the bees and puberty to her after googling it for three hours himself.

it’s always about someone else, for the sake of someone else. It’s the idea of having a maternal figure in their life. someone to teach jooheon how to cook and his sister how to braid hair and someone to kiss his father after a long day of work. but his mother, han sooyoung, specifically? no. jooheon doesn’t miss her. not one bit.

all things considered, he thinks their family has turned out fine even without his mother. sure, mr. lee is overworked and exhausted, and missed the entirety of his son and daughter’s childhood. but he’s never lashed out at them, and they’ve never disappointed him. they love each other, even if the only way mr. lee can express it is through post-it notes stuck to the fridge in between shifts or jooheon and his sister packing a meal for their dad’s next shift.

love is all you need in a family. jooheon would rather have no mother at all than one who doesn’t share the same sentiment as the rest of them.

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ongdae’s getting busier by the second, noticeable from the noise of more people talking amongst themselves, of the late-night shops opening and the lights from their store fronts illuminating the street. soobin belatedly remembers to introduce himself. “i’m choi soobin, by the way.” he says, “it’s nice to meet you.” he offers his hand, more as an afterthought. “and, um, do you guys have a schedule or something? of when you perform here? or a youtube channel? because i’d love to hear more of your stuff!”

jooheon feels his ears burning. they must be so red by now, that he’s grateful for the lack of proper lighting on the evening streets (who is he kidding? they’re close enough in proximity that it must be obvious his whole face is flushing from the compliments. the sky hasn’t even fully darkened yet). “ah,” he caves, ducking his head to save face. now his cheeks are heating up too. jooheon can’t stop smiling. “thank you for saying that.”

the kid’s got energy, jooheon has to give him that. even if he isn’t a rapper yet, that vigour that he exudes would make for great stage presence. “you have potential!” he notes aloud, and then he’s caught completely off guard by how eager the stranger is to see him as a mentor. it’s been two minutes since they’ve met, and he’s already trying to get metaphorically adopted. it’s cute, in a way. jooheon’s just so weak when it comes to children, and though the boy in front of him right now isn’t exactly a kid, with the way he acts he might as well be one.

he purposefully ignores the offer (the begging?) and extends his arm to shake soobin’s hand. “i’m lee jooheon. i’m glad to have met you too! i guess now i can brag to my friends about how i have a fan?” he chuckles somewhat awkwardly, because it feels weird to refer to a regular person on the streets as a “fan.” he has doesn’t have enough traction yet to say that without cringing internally. 

“i kind of just... show up here whenever i have some time and something prepared?” jooheon gets this question a lot. every aspiring rapper has a soundcloud or youtube channel that they promote (he’s seen it on twitter) but he can’t bring himself to make one. he has the time, the skills, everything, but... what if no one even listens to the work that he pours his heart and soul into? “i don’t really have a platform to release my stuff... i’ve been thinking about it but i’m not too sure yet. guess you’ll just have to wander around here every night to see if i’m performing or not!”

wait. jooheon slips his phone out of his pocket and turns it towards soobin. “actually, there is one thing... here, give me your number. my uncle owns a cafe and he has open mic nights every couple fridays, and i perform there. i’ll send you the address and if you ever want to watch or even perform, you can!”

☆ | come be my teacher

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honeybee @annasheony · 2min

look!!!! at my girlfriend!!!! MY GIRLFRIEND!!!! OF COURSE PINK MATCHES YOU

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honeybee @annasheony · 1min

I LOVE KIM YERIM

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honeybee @annasheony · 1min

this is Not a fan account 

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should i?

a starter for @rkseola​​ !

[ outgoing → miss california ]

✉️️ → hey, leave the door unlocked ✉️️ → i'm coming over ok be there in a few~ ✉️️ → pls also get rid of anyone u might have in ur bed too or else i'll personally kick them out

he sends the flurry of texts just as he's slipping on his new sneakers (a poor investment, as per his family's opinions, considering he's unemployed and the shoes set him back nearly one hundred thousand won—jooheon is educated, but that doesn't mean he's not stupid). he calls out to his parents, informing them that he'll be spending the night at seola's, before shutting the door behind him and slinging his bag over his shoulder.

jooheon doesn't bother to knock once he's standing in front of her place, and he barges in without so much as a word. that is, until he's toeing off his shoes and tossing his bag in the corner, amidst a playful: "honey, i'm home!"

flopping onto the couch, jooheon waits for seola to join him before he switches the tv to the channel where there's always some movie playing for free. it's in the middle of marley and me, but he ignores the screen and turns to face seola. jooheon crosses his legs underneath him, rocking forward. "hey, jungie, are you going to try out for the mgas?"

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a bitch is struggling... please please PLEASE if you’re up for plotting, reply to this with your twitter handle so i can message you guys on twitter!

take a look at my plots page here for ideas, or if you have something specific you’d like to do, i will shove jooheon at you!!! or we can brainstorm! under the cut are other random plots not listed on my plots page

my best mate somehow fucked up my tv and tonight is the season premiere of this show i really really like and no livestream will work on my computer so will you please let me watch it on your tv i promise i’ll go back to my house once it’s over (spoiler alert: he doesn’t leave)

you left your USB flash drive in the library computer and i had to go through your files to figure out who you are and what the fuck are you doing on a public computer with shit like THAT 

I can literally hear you sneezing through the walls and I brought some chicken noodle soup over for you because I have exams to study for and your sneezing is a perfect excuse for procrastination

You and I ride the same bus home every day but never talk but then you fell asleep and sorry to wake you up (you look really cute in your sleep) but it’s your stop next

The postal worker delivered your package to my place accidentally and I was expecting something so I totally didn’t look before I opened it and… wow that is um… quite an interesting thing you bought and I’m here to return it

I happened to glance into your window just in time to see you do a slammin’ air guitar solo but then you caught me looking

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05

@yujinrk​

her bright smile doesn’t fade easily even as the day wears on and the sun shines down on her harshly. it’s a much-needed break from, ahem, slaving away in the training rooms day after day. a growing girl like her needs fresh air and sunlight, dammit! thankfully, she’s grown used to the repetitive job now, and her words come out much smoother than before.

“hey there!” she beams at the closest stranger, hoping to give off the best impression possible. “would you be interested in trc’s upcoming events and opportunities?” she doesn’t give them a chance to say no, though, practically shoving the flier into their hand. “please check it out!” and with a friendly wave, she returns to scanning the crowd for targets. 

trc. it’s his dream company, and he’d had his opportunity to try to get in. in fact, jooheon vaguely recognizes the face that offers a flyer; she’s probably from the triple threat challenge. the one that he had bailed on last minute. the one that could have lead to him being on the other side of the flyer exchange.

it’s his own fault, really. he just didn’t expect to have the fact rubbed in his face so soon after the disappointment. and really, he’s not bitter, per se. but he knows in his heart he’s going to regret it for a long time, even if he deemed himself unready for a performance of such scale at the time.

the girl barely even spares him a second glance before she’s moved on. he has no chance to reply, no option to accept the paper or reject it. she’s smiling at someone else now, and jooheon is left standing still in the middle of a bustling sidewalk, staring down at a sheet filled with special events for the cursed company.

one day, he promises to himself. one day i’ll be just like that girl.

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💬 joocelee girl... can i have yo numba? can i have it?

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to anyone reading this, hello! i need your help! i’m looking to complete some of the open events for jooheon, but to do so, i’ll need a partner or two. first off, i’d really like to do the makeover event — maybe any youtuber muse can use jooheon for the (fake) “boyfriend does my makeup” tag, or someone wants to practice their makeup skills and use him as a test dummy. we can figure that out in private!

also, i’m looking for vocalists (either male and female) to team up with for the collaboration event! below i have a short list of possible songs we could do (but it’s not limited to only these!):

apple by gain (ft. jay park)

don’t close your eyes by gikwang (ft. kid milli)

thinking about you by loco (ft. jay park)

blue moon by hyolyn (ft. changmo)

candle by lee daehwi and park woojin

there’s a google doc of the songs’ line distributions linked here for reference. i don’t mind doing multiple collabs, since jooheon busks occasionally, so it could work! if anyone is interested, please message me either on tumblr ims or on my twitter @sunnywons !!!

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[ for @rkxjooheon ♔ april 2019 ]

there’s never a dull moment when he’s with jooheon. knowing someone for so long is just something so special that can’t be explained. it doesn’t matter what they’re doing, chan just enjoys being in the other’s company. it’s how he somehow agrees to watching a romantic comedy with jooheon tonight. frankly, he’s not a huge fan of those ( there are a few of them in which he would admit that he enjoys watching ), but it’s the company that matters anyway, right?

so, he has snacks and beverages lined up on his coffee table, awaiting jooheon’s arrival. he checks his phone, making sure he didn’t miss a message from the other. he’s getting hungry waiting for him, so he steals a few chips from the bag before he hears the doorbell ring. “ what took you so long? ” he asks as he opens the door. he doesn’t even know if jooheon is late or not; he’s just impatient.

romantic comedies are jooheon’s favourite movie genre. he laughs and cries along with the protagonists, drawn into every movie’s relationships and attaching himself to cheesy characters with genius pickup lines. chan doesn’t seem to share the same sentiment when jooheon originally suggested the movie night theme, but here he stands in front of the other boy’s door, a bag of snacks and film options in one hand.

chan’s impatience doesn’t startle jooheon, for he knows it all too well. “huh?” cocking his head to the side, he slips his phone out of his pocket and presses a button to light up the screen. 6:49pm, it reads—a good eleven minutes before he had promised to arrive. jooheon turns his phone, the screen with big, white numbers shoved in his friend’s face. “i’m early though? did you really miss me that much?”

lifting the transparent bag and waving it side to side, jooheon smiles brightly. “i brought snacks!” he steps in, toeing his shoes off and padding towards the living room. the coffee table is already littered with snacks and drinks which, when he drops his own plastic bag of convenience-store food beside them, makes the whole spread feel more like a buffet for six instead of just a movie night for two. his head snaps in chan’s direction, eyebrows furrowing as he pouts childishly. “hey, why didn’t you tell me you already had food?” jooheon frustratedly waves an arm in the general direction of the coffee table. “i could have saved myself some money!” 

jooheon extends an arm, palm facing upwards and fingers wriggling expectantly. “pay up. you know i’m trying to save up for my own car!”

` * LOVE IS IN THE AIR

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            🎤 @rkxjooheon​

the street by hongik is always teeming with people at this time of day (or evening, more accurately); and where there are heaps of people, there are buskers always to be found. it’s friday, so every block has at least three performers sharing the length of the street. soobin gives them all a bit of his time; he applauds the duo performing an acoustic version of their original track about lost love, and cheers for the dance group covering luxe’s new song. it’s all fascinating, to some degree.

but what really catches his attention is the performance of a black-haired rapper. soobin thinks he’s heard the song before, but it sounds entirely different coming from the guy; like it’s been custom-fitted just for him, like there’s no other version of this song that could do it justice but his. soobin’s glued to his spot by the back of the small crowd that’s formed around them, watching in complete awe, metaphorical stars in his eyes.

like a child seeing a cool adult for the first time, soobin decides on one thing: he wants to be like him.

he almost stumbles on his haste to approach the man after they finish their set, bouncing excitedly on his feet. “hello!” he greets, a little too loud for comfort. he’s like a kid on christmas day. “your performance was so cool! i couldn’t walk away even if i tried.” he looks back to the crowd, now dissipating. soobin points to a spot somewhere, says “i was standing over there!” and then he turns to the guy again, wide grin on his lips. “i think you’re one of the best rappers i’ve ever seen around hongdae.”

much of seoul is accustomed to buskers, especially in areas such as hongdae. jooheon sees a new crowd with every performance, faces that are familiar from fleeting moments in his daily life and faces of foreigners who find this form of entertainment unique. though he’s not the only aspiring artist amongst bored teenagers and ambitious young adults, jooheon feels particularly special when a crowd gathers around to watch him spit—quite literally—into a cheap rented microphone.

jooheon finishes a well-rehearsed performance, his own rendition of loco’s thinking about you, with a bow, before he begins to pack up his few belongings. he doesn’t expect someone to approach him (they rarely do unless it’s one of his friends), so jooheon is pleasantly surprised when some high school-aged kid bounds up to him with eyes that are vaguely reminiscent of an excitable puppy. he startles slightly, caught off guard, hoping that the younger boy doesn’t take notice of his faint heartedness. “oh, h-hello!”

he listens to the stranger ramble, and it takes jooheon a while to realize what he’s saying because this is just unbelievable and he’s kind of tired, just wants to go home and curl up in bed at this point. but when it finally dawns on him, that this kid is practically fanboying over lee jooheon’s performance, he straightens his shoulders and clears his throat. “really? thank you so much! i wouldn’t say i’m the best, though.” jooheon has watched his own fair share of rappers trying to get signed on the streets, some of them even being his friends. he’s still lacking in comparison to them.

stuffing his equipment into his backpack, jooheon glances over his shoulder at the boy still standing there. “are you a rapper as well?” he doesn’t look like one, but then again, jooheon’s friends often say that when he smiles, he appears too cute to be a rapper. "do you perform around here? maybe i can come watch you sometime and cheer you on as a thank you?”

☆ | come be my teacher

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wake me up.

a charisma starter for @rksakura​  !  “i open my eyes again, i wake up from my dreams“ — dreamcatcher’s piri.

jooheon’s falling. he doesn’t know from where, can’t decipher left from right in the darkness that engulfs him. it feels like a mixture of what he imagines drowning and skydiving to be like, but the fear that accumulates in his heart is anything but his imagination. it’s ripped straight from his personal experiences while growing up; it’s the lingering fear from when his mother walked, the fear of not knowing the fate of his family—

he finally hits the ground.

jooheon jolts awake, tumbling from his seat in the process. through groggy eyes, he takes in the classroom around him, the empty chairs and the clean board at the front. his roaming eyes finally land on the girl standing beside him, and jooheon scrambles to stand up and dust his clothes off. she’s pretty, and here he’s just made a complete and utter fool of himself. 

clearing his throat, jooheon bows in an apology. what for, exactly, he’s unsure. is he in her seat? did he startle her? he doesn’t know. “ah, i’m so sorry. thank you for waking me...” it dawns on jooheon that the sun is setting outside the windows, but when he reaches for his phone to check the time, the screen remains black. of course it’s dead. he curses under his breath, then glances at the girl still standing by him. “ah, do you possibly know what time it is? or... how long i’ve been asleep?”

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                      open event: #rkfreestyle

jooheon smiles at the boy whose eyes seem focused solely on him, glances between the expectant gaze of another person and the blinking red light of the camera pointed at his face. when the stranger asks for his help, jooheon doesn’t know what he should do.

and then, upon hearing the request, jooheon has to do a double take, afraid that he’s misheard the poor kid. who needs a video of some random passerby freestyle rapping for a school project? but he doesn’t say no, because jooheon can offer his services, and he doesn’t particularly mind lending a helping hand. it’s harmless, and freestyling is one of his talents that keeps him afloat underground, so he chirps: “sure! yeah, just give me a sec!” 

clearing his throat, jooheon shakes out his arms before turning to the camera. his expression is different this time, face void of any of the previous cute charms present.

❝ among instability, the ending of confusion and effects the ending is a comedy to somebody, a tragedy to me after all, everything is a smoke screen to refract others’ eyes human’s emotions are like that, including mine love finding reasons ain’t love love song selling for money ain’t love hope to be empty and have peace hope to smile the owner is emotion, and servant is an impulse if you gonna talk shit no matter what, fuck you i ain’t doing music for anybody do it only for me i’m gonna change korean hiphop can’t stop until then laugh at me as you want my skills are still shitty ❞

when jooheon’s finished, he drops the fierce facade that emerges whenever he raps, his bright albeit slightly shy smile making a return. the dimples indenting his cheeks do not fit the image he had just mere seconds ago. 

jooheon bows to the student and bids him good luck as the other boy thanks him for his help fervently. only when the kid has scurried off does realization dawn on him, and jooheon rubs the back of his neck apprehensively as he chides himself. “ah wait, if it’s for school, maybe i shouldn’t have sworn...”

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what’s up what’s up, hello everyone! most of you who follow me on twitter probably already know, but for those of you who don’t, it’s me, sunny ! now, i know what you’re thinking: “this bitch is literally always bringing in second muses and letting them die within two weeks” (that’s definitely what i’m thinking) but you know the saying—3rd 30958405th time is the charm!

so without further ado, here is lee jooheon

21, grew up in seoul

second year university student, studying to be an elementary teacher

already completed military service (for 21 months, right after his high school graduation!)

lives with his father and younger sister, his mother walked out on the family when he was four

would literally die for his family

likes to rap!!! a lot!!! he’s been in the underground rap scene for a few months

he’s a big goof fluff ball, kind of a meme

please give him some love

of course, i’m still working on most of his pages, but if you want to check them out: profile, history, plots !

last but certainly not least, i’d like to thank you for the warm welcomes that i will hopefully get to replying by the end of the weekend ♡ if you don’t already, make sure to follow me on twitter, as i’m usually quicker to reply there