C. Raccoon. 23. model, volunteer veterinary EMT "You forget what you want to remember, and you remember what you want to forget." mobile bio.
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Netflix’s The Punisher Sentence Starters (pt 1)
terrifiesthem:
❛ whatever it is you’re looking for … i’m not it. ❜
❛ books are great, but they don’t hold all the answers. ❜
❛ happy is a kick in the balls waiting to happen. ❜
❛ you got half a life left to live, my friend. ❜
❛ you see, what worries me the most is that you’ve been in a hole so long that it’s become home. ❜
❛ wow. that was sexist, racist, and demeaning all of my abilities all in one sentence. ❜
❛ what time is it? ❜
❛ you brought this on yourself! ❜
❛ don’t you ever say that again. you got that? ❜
❛ you’re not the only ghost in this town. ❜
❛ truth is … i was past caring. ❜
❛ holy shit. ❜
❛ what the hell, why not? ❜
❛ you’re still all heart, huh? ❜
❛ drink? ❜
❛ been flirting with the idea of going full man-bun. ❜
❛ i’ll keep that in mind. ❜
❛ i wanna help, but not if it’s gonna get someone killed. ❜
❛ you think you’re okay and then something just brings it all back. ❜
❛ i don’t know if i would kiss him or slap him. ❜
❛ don’t even think about it. ❜
❛ tonight’s the night you’re gonna die. ❜
❛ never off-duty, huh? ❜
❛ i’m calling the shots now. ❜
❛ you need me! ❜
❛ you always talk this much? ❜
❛ piece of shit. ❜
❛ now all you got is the nightmare. ❜
❛ you want me to tell you it’s okay so that if this all blows up, it won’t be your fault. ❜
❛ you always were good at putting people back together. ❜
❛ i know that it makes it easier for you if you make me the enemy, but i’m not. ❜
❛ you are shitting me. ❜
❛ shit you not. ❜
❛ i dream, i see that guy. ❜
❛ what the hell is it that you do anyways? ❜
❛ hey, you shut your mouth. ❜
❛ you don’t know shit. ❜
❛ looks to me like we’re hiding evidence. ❜
❛ and now you’re closing yourself off, find it hard to trust people. ❜
❛ i’m the best. others will let me down. ❜
❛ i didn’t have a choice. ❜
❛ i could have killed you. ❜
❛ and you don’t find that kinda scary? ❜
❛ why don’t you sit down? ❜
❛ i don’t do partners. ❜
❛ you ever think about, maybe, quality over quantity? ❜
❛ god made me this way for a reason, bro. ❜
❛ i think this is a trap. ❜
❛ i think if we do this, men are gonna die. ❜
❛ you just don’t bleed out, you hear me? ❜
❛ what’d you say? ❜
❛ i cannot let you do that. ❜
❛ god damn it. ❜
❛ the hell is that? ❜
❛ you wanna go up against him/her/them with a pink ruger and no ammo? ❜
❛ grow up. ❜
❛ that’s not happening, alright? not on my watch. ❜
❛ what if we got you a little pair of green tights and a pointy cap with a feather in it? ❜
❛ don’t bother me. ❜
❛ want me to leave? ❜
❛ tough guy, huh? ❜
❛ i’m useless. ❜
❛ did i get anything right? ❜
❛ it was good. i just made it better. ❜
❛ turns out i suck at guitar. ❜
❛ that’s what joe did. don’t be like joe. ❜
❛ what, are you gonna puke? ❜
❛ you sure about this? ❜
❛ it’s nothing. i’m fine. ❜
❛ please don’t do this. ❜
❛ i can’t do this. ❜
❛ pissed off beats scared every time. ❜
❛ what did i do? i got my hands … i got my hands dirty, you piece of shit! ❜
❛ you stay out of my way. ❜
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*ooc*
Hello!!!! I’m Yui and I’m Seokjin’s mun :). I’ve been supremely excited for this since I found out about it and I can’t wait to start plotting!!! Unfortunately I’m rather busy now, but I’ll do my best to keep up. Feel free to hmu if you like!
Here’s more(?) kinda lol about me: mun (this doesn’t work in the tumblr app)
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*clutches chest*
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There is more to you than what’s on the surface. There always will be.
(via deeplifequotes)
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seokjin and jjangu~
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basics ━
BIRTH NAME ; kim seokjin ALIAS ; iago
DATE OF BIRTH ; december 4, 1993
PLACE OF BIRTH ; seoul, south korea AGE ; 23 international, 25 korean
RANK ; c THERION ; raccoon
OCCUPATION ; model, volunteer veterinary EMT
LANGUAGES ; korean, mandarin (fluent); english (conversational)
SEXUALITY ; panromantic, leaning hetero; sexually unknown
appearance ━
HEIGHT ; 183 cm // 6'0″ WEIGHT ; 71.5 kg // 158 lbs BUILD ; muscular mesomorph
TATTOO LOCATION ; left shoulder
HAIR ; dark brown EYES ; chocolate brown; round, almond; monolid; strong eyebrows
OTHER DEFINING FEATURES ; broad shoulders; narrow waist; long neck; full lips;
personality ━
He's always been personable. From greeting his classmates and teachers with a smile every day to being the radiant, galaxy eyed admiree of many, he's been liked by pretty much everyone his whole life. Something about his genuine earnestness (and sweet face) helps many to lower their guards, and his uncanny ability to always know exactly what to say or do.
He's always been accessible. Despite his popularity, he never let it get into his head (and how could he? Even with his empathic accuracy, he never seemed to really believe that he could be so well-liked. He was just trying to make other people's days better). Somehow, even if you've never spoken to him before, if you come up to him and say a small "hi" with a burdened mind, he's always available to help.
He's always been compassionate. Being able to read other people's minds only heightens that. If he can do something to alleviate their pain, he will. He has felt the pain of so many people that it becomes his own.
He feels. He feels his own pain, others' pain, and it consumes him.
He's oddly dorky. It's a stark contrast to his angelic face and poetic words, but it still works in the way that fries dipped in a milkshake works.
His paranoia trails him like garbage stuck on the foot of the trash panda he is classified as. He does not know if he will be caught feeling, or if his work was satisfactory enough for him not to be offed. He does not know if his boss won't simply decide one day that his services are no longer needed, and that his death would be more amusing. He walks, glancing over his shoulder. He is not good enough.
He's learned to become manipulative. Whether it's a necessary component in his mission or to survive, he can, and will, direct others' actions through the sweet ambrosia of poisoned diction.
He must survive. He will survive. And he will bring his fellow cyphers with him towards freedom, no matter the personal cost.
TRAITS ;
→ personable → accessible → compassionate → dorky → self-conscious / paranoid → manipulative
history —
"You're just out of university, correct?"
Seokjin nods, a graceful smile toying on his lips. "Yes," he answers, placing a hand on a knee.
"Congratulations!" his interviewer exclaims, all too excitedly.
"Thank you." His cheeks redden in embarrassment. "I hope to spend even more time in my work now."
She nods. "You're a volunteer... veterinary EMT, in addition to being a model, correct?" she asks, leaning forward.
His eyes stay completely in contact with hers, ignoring how she had obviously worn a push-up bra and revealing shirt, smile unwavering and not at all as genuine as it seems. "Yes," he answers again. His eyes light up when he explains, "now I should not only be able to model in more projects, but also go on more missions."
"Wow!" she cheers, leaning back in her seat. "That's so amazing of you. We don't see many people like that nowadays. I've heard that your schedule is rather volatile sometimes. Is it because of the EMT work?"
"That and the school work I had to do." And the other missions.
"I see." She taps her pen against her purpley-red lips in a faux-thoughtful manner. "Well. How about a few questions about your experience there? And your childhood? Despite being a prominent model for the nearly four years since you debuted, you're still much of an enigma."
Seokjin laughs. "I wouldn't call myself an enigma, per se." False. "I had a normal childhood," true-ish, "with my older brother," true, "and a small group of friends." (Also true.)
"No gaggle of admirers?" Her tone is intrigued and almost skeptical.
He laughs again. "Oh, no, not that I've noticed anyways." (True.) "After that, I just...went to university." (True.) "I majored in Mandarin and Chinese studies, with a few English classes, and was on a pre-med track." (True.)
"You're quite intelligent."
He shrugs bashfully. "I hope so."
"How did you get into modeling?"
"I saw an ad on the bulletin looking for a model, and I thought I'd give it a go, to help pay for expenses. I didn't think I'd actually make it." (True.)
"You're amazingly humble," his interviewer says.
"Not at all," he replies. "Anyways, I got into the EMT work from another flyer on the bulletin, and it just went from there." (True.) "That's pretty much it."
False.
Because university was also the time his abilities were found out. One careless slip, or extremely insightful professor, and suddenly someone knew that he could read their mind. Even when he was young, he'd never been found out by another other than his brother.
He was shuffled to a facility he'd never seen before, forced into a life of brutal training and sudden rankings and inhumane missions. Mysterious cuts and bruises littered his skin then, not only a physical pain, but one to explain to his makeup artists as well.
His manager was pleased with how his body was filling out with muscle, and when questioned, Seokjin replied with a simple "I thought I should hit the gym." Telling his manager the real reason would've been literal and figurative suicide, and a lifetime of paranoia had taught him too much for even a glimmer of hope.
"—in-ssi? Seokjin-ssi?"
"Yes?" he asks, startled back into the present, before continuing cooly, but with mortification. "Oh, I'm sorry, I was just thinking about a puppy we rescued a few days ago and I guess I zoned out."
False.
"How cute," the interviewer coos. "Is the puppy doing well?"
"As far as I know," Seokjin says. "He should be doing fine."
"That's wonderful. Now. Many fans are calling for you to try out a role in a drama. What do you think of this?"
"Me, act?" He points to himself. "I could never. Even if my schedule allowed, I'm just not talented enough. Short bursts for modeling, yes, but not actual film. That's just beyond me."
"Give yourself some credit, Seokjin-ssi!" the interviewer exclaims. "I'm sure you'd be marvelous!"
Oh, you have no idea.
WESTERN ZODIAC ; sagittarius CHINESE ZODIAC ; dog
HOGWARTS HOUSE ; ravenclaw ILVERMORNY HOUSE ; horned serpent PATRONUS ; sparrowhawk WAND ; rowan wood with a dragon heartstring core, 13" and a slightly yielding flexibility
MBTI ; ENFJ-T — the protagonist
PHOBIA(S) ; being caught, loved ones dying, giving into temptation, becoming ruthless DRINKING / SMOKING / DRUGS ; no / no / no
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