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MUN Post:

Guess who is back???? I don’t know if people who I used to RP with are still around (hoping so hard right now that there is) but Johnny is back!!!!! 

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(( oooft is anyone still alive on this platform that remembers me?

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baby💕

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“ and you want me to believe you don’t remember?” ( reincar~ owo)

a fool cannot find the meme post but here goes… ( @minxygi )

“I believe… you’re one of the our royal guards right?” Jung-il’s brows pinched together the longer he looked at the strange man who had grabbed him by the shoulders as soon as he slipped inside his chambers. It was pretty gutsy, and maybe Jung-il was secretly admiring this man judging from the fact that he was the reigning prince of the kingdom of Silla and no one ever touched a royalty like this. Ever. Or had access to his room so easily. The young prince stood still, watching how the guard scanned over his frame with wide and almost panicked eyes. He should’ve pulled himself away immediately, demanding the other guards standing outside his chambers to come in and arrest the man for disobeying orders and quite frankly, endangering the life of a royal. Yet, somehow, he decided to entertain the other. For amusement but also for curiosity. “I don’t understand what you want me to remember, guard. If its that time where you dropped your bow during a performance a few days ago you put for me and my family… well… I remember that quite well.” Jung-il grinned, wide, the corners of his eyes crinkling at the memory, “It was quite endearing.” It took a half a second for Jung-il to realise the words that fell from his mouth, cheeks immediately blooming pink. “Anyway, kind and strange guard…” the prince starts again after a minute of silence, “I must go. I have hunting lessons to attend to right now. I’m sorry I couldn’t be much help with… whatever you wanted.” Jung-il flashed the guard an apologetic smile, hand adorned in precious jewels coming up to pat the other on the shoulder, “I hope you find answers for that Johnny? Strange. Is that a name? Or a thing? But I’ll have to advise that you don’t go grabbing anyone. If you had grabbed my brother tut tut…” a much playful smile crossed the younger’s face, hoping to maybe push away the urgency in the guard’s stance and make him at least smile and relax, “Go back to your post now alright? I’ll keep this exchange between us only. Our own secret.” 

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“ there is something you’re not telling me.” ( main v )

a fool cannot find the meme post but here goes… ( @minxygi )

“That’s a bit rich coming from the likes of you.” Johnny’s eyes sliced right through the demon opposite him. The walls which he had kept down for a good couple of years began to slowly rise up, dust and grit shaking as it surrounded the boy once more like it used to. With the way he had his fingers curled into tight fists on top of the table, shoulders tensed and eyes narrowed and unblinking at the other, Johnny became untouchable; venomous. “You? Accusing me of keeping something from you? Ha. Funny, last time I checked even you yourself are not telling me things. There are things that you do not speak about or when you do, you are so damn quick to change subjects. Are you the only one who can keep things to yourself? Do I not get to do the same?” The words flowed like a river down rocks, icy cold and roaring with rage from his lips. The pressure and the stress were mounting and with Demian breathing down his neck tripled it, the accusation, the doubts. Johnny didn’t need this right now. He could start to see the room sway just a little, knuckles turning white with how hard he was clenching his fists, a way to keep himself as steady as he can, breath coming out shallow. “Just because we are now together doesn’t mean I have to lay everything out for you. I need you to back the fuck off and let me breathe. You are suffocating me, Demian.” 

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I need a smutty plot in my life.

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The younger couldn’t stop the smile that forms across his lips. His words; Cason’s words resonated in his head and to his heart. He wasn’t going to lie; he just loved it when the other became possessive. Very territorial. All his life, Johnny yearned to be wanted and seen. Johnny wanted to be the first choice, the only choice and luckily for him, Cason chose him. Knowing that the male would defend his honour, go through excruciating pain in fights just to prove to someone that no one wants Johnny as much as Cason does. It left warmth seeping right through Johnny’s body every time. Cason was his and goddamn it, he was Cason’s. 

“I’m afraid to even ask how the guy turned out in the end. I mean,” he paused with a light chuckle escaping him, wool coming out stained with a little blood from where he was cleaning Cason’s newest wound, “knowing you, you probably left one hell of a mark on the guy’s body. Or mind.” 

He threw away the wool, lid of the first aid kit snapping shut after taking out a couple of band-aids. He didn’t approve of Cason and his need to fight all the time. At first, it was hard to accept. Didn’t like seeing the other coming home covered in a mixture of his blood and someone else’s. Didn’t like the exhaustion plastered on the male’s face and body. At first he would oppose but he came to understand that fights were Cason’s thing. Cason needed it. Johnny found himself rolling his eyes at his word. Of course the guy wanted to kiss him. 

“Christ, can I finish up with your wounds first before you pounce on me? Control your wolfy hormones.” 

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Hi hello im alive barely sobs ive been very busy with work and family stuff lately ah so im sorry for not being around—ill get to doing replies today as much as i can ;;

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things i like to know about rp partners !!

FILL IN:

i like to be called: chan 

my favourite colour is: yellow

gender: female

one thing you should know about me: i will melt your ear off talking about random headcanons and ideas cause when inspiration hits me, i go off hard. honestly, one photoset or a plot/au that i see, i will start shooting ideas about it and what we can do with our muses in relation to that and before you know it, we’ve got a list of things to write and explore! 

one thing you should know about my muse: he’s hard work. i do feel sorry for those who come across him cause he can be a pain in the ass 

first language: english and tagalog

second language: i know a bit of spanish and phrases from other languages that about it hahaha

HIGHLIGHT:

age range:   under 13  |  14–17 | 18–22 | 23–25 | 26–29 |  30+ |  70+

am i okay with nsfw?: yes | no | maybe

my favourite/most common thing to rp is: angst | fluff | smut | crack | action | other

oc friendly?: yes | no | depends

rp blog:  does | doesn’t contain ooc posts

TAGGING:

tagged by : @minxygi thank you for the tag my sunshine  tagging: @intergalacticxmisfits @izbrane @somecrazylads @epigrvm

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CHARACTER INTERVIEW

BASICS  !

NAME .   John-Paul (given to him thanks to the nuns from the orphanage which means ‘gift of God’)  NICKNAME .  Jo  AGE .  Appears to be 20 yearsold but in reality he’s a couple of hundred years old GENDER .   Male SPECIES .  Witch

PERSONAL  !

MORALITY . lawful / chaotic / good / neutral / evil / true RELIGION .  He was brought up Catholic but he never truly followed it. SINS .  greed / gluttony / sloth / lust / pride / envy / wrath VIRTUES .  chastity / charity / diligence / humility /kindness / patience / justice KNOWN LANGUAGES . English, Korean, French SECRETS . He believes (and many others do too) that he is nothing but a simple hedge witch who caters to plants and all nature with an aptitude to creating medicine and potions for all intents and purposes using herbs, flowers the lot but really; Jo is something much darker and there is an untouched power in him that is dying to get out ready to consume him entirely.

PHYSICAL  !

BUILD .  scrawny / bony / slender / fit / athletic / curvy / herculean / pudgy / average HEIGHT .  5′10 SCARS  /  BIRTHMARKS . He’s got a triangular birthmark on the inside of his left wrist. It’s small and easily missed but if someone were to really look, they will see it. In this verse, witches all have a certain birthmark that shows what kind of witch they are. The triangle is unknown.  ABILITIES  /  POWERS . Other than his extensive knowledge (thanks to living for years and years) on potion and medicine making, Jo can conjure simple things but always with the help of his spell books. He can easily teleport from vast distances, he can revive dead plants which he  can extend to reviving small animals and communicate with the spirits.  RESTRICTIONS .  Jo’s biggest restriction is himself. He believes that hat he can do now is what he can only do. He doesn’t push himself to do anything further because he found that when he does; such as doing big spells by himself with or without a spell book, or reviving larger animals or a being, conjuring things; he passes out and doesn’t come around for days. This is due to him tapping onto the dark power within him which he is clueless about. 

FAVORITES !

FOOD .  Any meat that is roasted over the fire and dumpling stew. DRINK .  Herbal teas  PIZZA TOPPING .  Ham and pineapple COLOR .  He likes his dark reds and black MUSIC GENRE .  His music preferences varies due to being on Earth for so long but he does enjoy The Beatles quite a lot.  BOOK GENRE .   He has a large number of books in his home which are all about spells, medicine and also a couple of history books on witches like the Salem witches, magical beings on demons and faes, necromancy. He also has the complete collection of the Harry Potter series as he finds amusement with how humans view witches. MOVIE GENRE .  He enjoys any fantasy type movies just so he can dismiss the many wrong portrayals of magical beings. CURSE WORD .  "Damn” SCENTS .  Minty scents and the rain

FUN STUFF  !

BOTTOM OR TOP . He’s a switch but he prefers to be more bottom than anything SINGS IN THE SHOWER .  He’s not big on singing but he does hum from time to time LIKES PUNS .  Oh he loves puns.

tagged by : @intergalacticxmisfits (( thank you for tagging me in so many things bb i enjoy doing them so much ily

tagging : @minxygi @izbrane @somecrazylads @epigrvm

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(( whoever has discord ive brought mine back so whilst i cant be on tumblr during the day, i’ll be on discord ( enkindl3d#3460 ) and also on twitter too ( @/ENKINDL3D ) ^^

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"I'm not letting you test that on me, no." (Witch verse)

i cannot find the meme for this oops but here ya go @minxygi

“what is even the point of having a live-in demon if you won’t let me test something on you?” the witch cried, voice levelling up in volume because quite frankly, he was done with playing nice. nice being johnny threatening to kick the demon out and leaving him behind or coaxing him with bribes such as accompanying demian out in the outside world to create a nuisance for the poor unsuspecting humans that they encounter. the latter choice was where the witch had put all his gold on, knowing how much the demon loved to play around with non-magical beings yet it still wasn’t enough for demian to agree and take the small vial of colourless liquid that johnny had been holding out for the past 20 minutes. it was clear from the continuous foot tapping and the frown that continued to deepen on his young face that johnny was losing patience. “come on, demian. do this for me. please?” he couldn’t help but cringe, hating how this had led him to now beg. beg the damned hellspawn for help. oh how he hated it. “my customer will arrive soon and i need this perfected so for the love of god, drink it! if something goes wrong i can fix it!” the witch pauses, grey eyes suddenly alight and wide, voice suddenly lowering, “if you don’t take this, i’ll open those doors and let some of those pesky faes that you hate so much take you.” 

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“heebee jeebies huh? god, you sound like my grandad.” johnny found himself chuckling, "are you sure she’s ready though?” he eyed the other male and the motorbike in question parked between them. he had watched over insu agonising over the piece of machinery for weeks, working night and day to get it back to it’s top shape ready to be used again. with his past experience, johnny could’ve easily lent a helping hand, having fixed enough cars and bikes himself in the past to know exactly what to do. yet seeing how determined the other was and how he had learned (the hard way) that insu liked to do things independently, he stopped himself from butting in too much, letting insu do his thing. and right now, he is adoring how proud the male looked. “she looks really good to me. you did well but--how about instead of going straight to racing it; we uhm... take our time? test drive it. calmly. since you’ve been sick too, i think it’s best if you took it easy.” johnny bit down on his lower lip, bracing himself. taking it easy? ha, even the voice in the back of his head was laughing at him because insu and ‘taking it easy’ never boded well with each other. 

“ it’s going to be fine, just because my tummy had the heebie jeebies this morning it doesn’t mean i am unable to get on my babygirl and ride to victory. ” with babygirl being the expensive-looking motorbike insu was busy giving a few tweaks and fixes in front of his complex’s garage, oil staining his cheek and a heartshaped smile shining all over his lips.” i am still pretty sure it was the pizza i got last night. there had to be something in there because i swear, the way my stomach flipped was worthy of being a star at the cirque de soleil. “

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For each  “ ▽ ”  I receive, I’ll tell you one random fact about me, the mun! (ACCEPTING) @minxygi thank you my sunshine <3

1. i was meant to be a lawyer yknow i studied law for two whole years in college and sent out applications for universities to get a degree in it lol i was actually pretty good at it, i got the grades required and everythinggggg but i changed my mind last minute and studied english literature instead heuheu (this is why lawyer jo is coming thruuuu putting my law knowledge to good use for my boy jo)

2. i cannot stand eating baby sweetcorn. i can eat a normal corn any day but baby sweetcorns are absolutely revolting ever since i got food poisoning from a dish that had some in it. watch me yeet that thing off my plate whenever i see it tbh 

3. i have two huge boxes full of jumpers/cardigans/hoodies. i actually need to stop buying new ones but i cant help it. i see a cute one and i immediately buy, not caring about the 20+ ones i already have at home. 

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look if we rp, you are more than welcome to send me headcanons at ungodly hours, TALK IN ALL CAPS ABOUT OUR BABIES, and send me like ten memes a day. I honestly won’t be annoyed and I won’t mind. In fact, I want you to.

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the younger found himself scoffing in disbelief despite deep down, (deep, deep down), he may be agreeing with the words that fell from the other’s mouth. he knew just how well alexis can hold onto a grudge and he really should’ve expected that something will come biting him back in the ass. “look here, brat.” johnny took a step forwards, eyes meeting the other’s, “i got no time for this; help me. put your grudges to the side and help a poor soul here. use your... pretty looks to charm those guys so i can get my ass out of here without being noticed looking like a dick for leaving early. you know how much i hate social gatherings.”

     “are you asking for my help?” alexis shook her head brown hues rolling some. “last time i offered to help you –i recall someone saying they never needed my help.” alexis had been slightly offended about it. she wasn’t one to offer help often but she felt they were close...she wanted to help out. not get snubbed only to be asked a few days later. “why should i help you now?” @enkindl3d

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Johnny had tried to wait. He really did. It was just another night where he knew Cason would come home late once again. From the missing bag that Cason took with him and the short note that told Johnny to not wait up, the younger knew that Cason went out for another one of his fights. He tried to wait up, took it upon himself to find distractions such as playing a few games or binge-watching a series but before he knew it, he had passed out in the middle of their bed. 

It was by luck that the younger was a bit of a light sleeper, easily being roused from the first sound of water hitting bathroom tiles in the bathroom next door. He slowly sat up, watching the familiar shadow moving around from where he knew Cason was drying himself. Johnny managed a sleepy smile to appear on his face as his eyes met the other’s face though it slowly fell as his eyes scanned over the fresh marks on the male’s body. Without breathing a word, Johnny reached across the bed for the first aid kit. 

“Rough fight tonight?” he mumbles, sitting cross legged in the middle of the bed as he waved at the male over, small box open on his lap, “Who was it tonight? The same asshole from two weeks ago or someone new?” he spoke quietly, fingers busy preparing cotton wool and bandages. This was their routine. Cason would go out to fight, come home. Johnny would be at home waiting, ready with his kit to clean up the mess, asking questions like he was reading straight from a script. “Was it the guy who hit on me?” 

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Cason had come home from a fight only to see Johnny asleep as he smirked and went to the bathroom to clean up since he was rushed out tonight so he couldn’t shower there. Turning on the water as he relaxed to get rid of the re menace of the others blood on his body and the scent as well while he looked at body while the thoughts of the fight were embedded in his mind. 

Retreating out after he bathed only to drape the towel around his waist and head tothe closet only to see Jo sitting at the end of the bed. Cason looked at him and ran his fingers through his wet locks. 

“Did I wake you Johnny?”