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i will SCREAM....... i changed a tab into a link on this theme and now none of the others tabs are working..... wtf man

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* mamma mia!

location     the streets of yangwon, south korea. date     sometime in the summer of 2019. with     @ywsungjae / woo sungjae.

james, for once in his life, is minding his own business. normally, summer doesn’t bother him much; but the summers in yangwon seem worse than the ones in california, somehow ( probably because there’s not a lemonade stand at every corner ) and he can’t be bothered to bother anyone else when it’s so humid that he can hardly breathe. he’s just... gliding along on his skateboard, trying to get going fast enough that the breeze will feel nice, rather than just like hot air being pushed against his face, when a wheel catches against a stray pebble in the road and he’s sent tumbling to the pavement.

of course, there’s a dull pain that comes with his fall, but it’s nothing new; he’s been skateboarding as long as he can remember, and he’s taken far worse falls. it’s the heat of the pavement that really gets to him — for a second, he feels like raw beef on a grill. he clambers to his feet with a yelp of, “mamma mia! holy shit, it’s hot.” and then he stares at the ground, as if its attack had been personal. he only looks away when he hears footsteps nearby, and he looks towards the source, skateboard momentarily forgotten.

“yo! sungjae. feel the ground, man. it’s fucking hot. do it. touch it. with your hand. it could give you a third degree burn, i bet.” as if searching for proof of his statement, he looks at his hands; they’re a bit red, but the irritation is most likely from the tumble, not the heat. either way, he’s always been dramatic. this is just an example. “i can’t take this heat anymore. i might die. just now, i about got fried like an egg.”

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* black madonna.

location     the local bar. date     sometime in january of 2020. with     @ywmieun / lee mieun.

james is well aware of the fact that people are watching them, but he can’t find the ability to be bothered — during his time in yangwon, he’s gotten used to being watched, stared at, talked about. it hardly registers in his mind at this point, and he’s so used to it being because of nothing more than his involvement with the joja corporation that he doesn’t even consider the fact that, this time, it might be because he’s managed to lure lee mieun into a bar. 

of course, mieun had been pretty adamant about the fact that she wouldn’t be drinking, but that didn’t mean that james couldn’t try to change her mind, and he knows from the second they step in that he’ll try like hell. it’s no fun to be drunk alone, anyway.

he pulls out a stool for her and then takes a seat beside her, and the first thing he says is, “if you change your mind, you can order anything you want. i’ll pay for it all... you deserve a drink, y’know. it must be stressful being a... what are you, again? fortune-teller? that’s-so-raven tease.” and with that, he gives her his typical dumb grin, a hint of playfulness mixed in; he knows exactly what she is, but finds it fun to tease her about it. ( also, no matter how many times she explains it to him, he still doesn’t really get what a shaman is. )

in the meantime, he leans on his elbows on the counter and orders a glass of brandy. it’s probably not his wisest decision for the first drink of what he hopes will be many, but he has far too much faith in his alcohol tolerance to care very much.

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* dance the night away.

location     555 gukhwa street, the choi residence. date   january 2nd, 2020. with     @yweunki / noh eunki.

“listen, eunki... i’m telling you, this game is amazing,” james reassures as he navigates through the home screen, wii controller in hand; normally, he would opt for any other gaming console, but in his opinion, you can only get the true just dance experience on the wii. but maybe he only thinks that ‘cause that’s the system he had always played it on back home, in the good ol’ usa. now, he almost feels nostalgic, but he fights off any lurking sadness. you’re a weenie if you get sad over a fucking wii game, james. not even a weenie. a wiini. think about that! he tells himself, and it does pretty well to brighten his mood again.

“it’s a dancing game, if you can’t tell yet. but, as you can see, there’s no mat. when i was younger, i used to rig the system and just wave the controller around. all my friends would get pissed ‘cause i’d get the highest score and wouldn’t even do any— my point is, you gotta actually dance, man. who cares if the game can tell? it’s only fun if you really dance!” he exclaims, glancing at eunki with his typical too-big grin. “oh, here,” he adds suddenly, picking up the second controller that had been sitting beside him to toss it to eunki.

“do you have a preference for what song we play? i got the 2019 version, it’s the newest i could find. . .” he trails off as he scrolls through the song list, naming random ones. “finesse, shaky shaky, havana, bang bang bang, one kiss, i’m still standing.... oh! ddu-du ddu-du.... no tears left to cry...” he doesn’t stop to wonder if eunki understands english as he reads the song titles; he figures that the songs are popular enough that he’ll know them, anyway, and even if not... oh well? “i’m fine with anything, really. it’ll be fun, regardless.”

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— SO HE KNOWS THAT he shouldn’t lie, it’s one of the basic principles of life - and especially when it involved his older brother. but did he really have a choice ? there was no way james would do this on his own, so after a little manipulation on his end, he’s got the other out the house in a christmas sweater. “ i swear, this will be really quick ! apparently this …. uh, cafe has a deal that if you show up in christmas sweaters, your whole order’s free. pretty cool, right ? ” he only briefly looks james in the eye, because when he looks away his eyes fill with slight terror. youngest by nature were always slightly fearful of the older siblings, and taeho was definitely no exception. he wouldn’t be too angry when he realized what was going on, right ? he sure hoped not, because taeho knows well he’s a horrible liar and he really wanted these christmas pictures. there’s no time for second-guessing, however, because just up ahead lies the studio. it was now or never.

“ ah …. haha ! so um … here’s the thing ! this actually isn’t a cafe. ” it was pointless to even say it, because right in front of them lies, very obviously, a studio. “ and we’re not actually getting food. instead, we’re getting … pictures ! ” waving his hands in the air, taeho turns to his older brother with anxious anticipation. “ i know i shouldn’t have lied to you, but like … daehyun’s my friend ! i wanted to support him, you know ? plus - we haven’t done christmas pictures in a while ! it could be cute, right ? ” looking up he awaits the other’s reaction, showing off his own decked out sweater as he does so. sure, it was only the two of them, but family was family and he didn’t know how effective trying to drag the rest of the chois out the house would be. this would turn out great, anyways … right ?

having known taeho since the day he came out of the womb, james typically knows what to expect from him — and even if he doesn’t know what to expect, he can tell when he’s lying. such as now. james is no fool, and he spends enough time fucking off instead of doing his job that he would know if any cafes in town are doing christmas sweater events. even so, he doesn’t know of any other event going on, either; he doesn’t care enough to get THOSE details. so, he indulges in taeho’s request for him to put on a christmas sweater ( and silently ponders how one single sweater can be so ugly and so scratchy ) and keeps any unnecessary thought to a minimum, only answering taeho’s reassurances with quiet hums.

but maybe he should’ve thought more, because he’s not exactly pleased when he realizes where they’re actually going. “oh, this isn’t a cafe?” he asks sarcastically, gazing at the familiar studio. he looks to taeho then, flashing a smile that’s too uncharacteristically bright to be real. “could’ve fooled me.” and then he sighs, and his usually decent posture turns into a slouch. anyone with functional eyes can tell that he doesn’t want to do this. “we’re adults, tae. our pictures won’t be cute. they’ll look dumb. do we really have to do this?”

; deck the halls

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i just spent...... a stupidly long amount of time on this theme bc my last one was bothering me....... RIP! gonna reply to ims now n try to get some starters posted

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reply to this with a song of your choosing for a starter.

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sure. blame the guy who’s a huge idiot who causes a lot of problems, again

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yo!!! this is heather (cst, she/her, 19) & i am bringing you a man that yangwon loves to hate -- mr. choi james! james is not a new character, so if you were in yangwon before, you might recognize him; he was a kang daniel fc last time, but he’s a lee sangyeon fc this time. that’s..... pretty much the only thing that’s changed. that & the fact that he takes up a canon role now, ch1. i’ve included some general info and bg stuff under the cut, and you can find his other stuff here:          [     𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄 . 𝐏𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐒     ]

* important to note that all of james’ plots r currently gender neutral!!! and multiple ones can be combined if u want. please go wild and snatch them up bc i spent so much time on them.

* ok so first of all, he works at jojamart. he’s a clerk there & his dad is the store manager. this is the reason why he’s something of a town enemy; three years in, there’s still a lot of ?? disagreement ?? regarding jojamart, clearly, and even though it’s not his family’s fault, it seems like people are hellbent on hating them, anyway.

* but to be fair, he probably dislikes this town and most of the people in it just as much as they dislike him. he was born and raised in santa cruz, california, so when his family moved to yangwon for jojamart, james was like...... bro, are you fucking kidding me? we moved to this FARM TOWN FOR THIS ONE STORE???? I WILL SCREAM!!!! was very peeved when he couldn’t find a starbucks.

* his parents are both from south korea, so he wasn’t ignorant to the culture or language. he could communicate efficiently & knew most of the behavioral expectations. granted, he didn’t know everything, so he probably offended a ton of older folks and even younger ones who are set in traditional ways when he was new here.

* he’s athletic. he played baseball & football for pretty much all of his life, only giving it a rest when he graduated from high school. he stays fit & could probably hurt a small adult into outer space. (probably not, actually, but he does always seem to hit people on the back just a little too hard when he’s greeting them.)

* super loud. this boy never shuts the fuck up, regardless of what kind of situation he’s faced with. he copes with every misfortune through humor, so if something bad happens to you, probably don’t go to james?? it’s likely that he’ll make fun of you, and he doesn’t even MEAN it in a bad way, he’s just been eating his dumb bitch oats.

* speaking of dumb bitch oats. he’s......... pretty dumb, man. air-headed. on a good day, this just means that he’ll be found miscounting change at jojamart. on a bad day, it means that you might find him skateboarding down a steep hill towards a landing pad made out of expired eggs. there’s rly no telling what you might find him doing.

* doesn’t like to fight. he prefers to be friendly, but he is definitely americanized so his friendless can come off as a bit much to locals. but he rly just wants to spread good vibes, ya feel? lately he’s been losing his patience because it’s been three years and yangwon just...... refuses to accept him...... so he might lash out & insult people from time to time,, but generally only if they push him.

* counting down the days because his parents are sick of being hated also and they’ve come to an agreement that if another year passes and something doesn’t change, they’re leaving. james wants to leave, but at the same time his stubborn side and overwhelming desire to be liked doesn’t want to be forced out by a town that refuses to open their hearts to him, so??? 

* he would literally die for the friends that he has made, though. he’s a big softie & will absolutely hold your hand and play with your hair if you’ll let him. he is so warm and so dumb and so destructive. please love him.

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