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[rkjulia]

hello there, rookies! long time, no see or talk! it’s eri here, making her rookies comeback with a sad announcement. i’m going to be dropping rkjulia after almost a year of having her, and i think it’s for the best. i lost muse for her when i changed her faceclaim from kokoro, since i really built the character around the muse being japanese. changing her faceclaim really has made things hard and ultimately, has made me not want to write for her anymore. which is a shame, because i really love lia as a faceclaim ( hopefully i get to use her another time ). i will be making my other announcements on either rose or saerom’s blogs, so bare with me! but thank you to everyone who helped me with julia’s character, y’all are great! 

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✧ RKCHARITY, ‘19 charity of choice ⇢ local animal shelter

animal shelters. they’re not quite as julia remembers, but she’s come to realise that this is korea. she’s not in canada anymore. they’re definitely different to what she remembers. julia had grown up knowing that there was nothing wrong with a shelter dog, that it was totally normal for pets to be dropped off and moved on to a loving home. but it’s different here, and people don’t really get it. or at least most don’t. so when julia stumbles across a need volunteers sign at a local shelter, something inside her says that it’s something she ought to do. and where was the harm in giving back to the local community? even if it was in the form of a furry friend or two.

she arrives early on a saturday in older clothes; torn up jeans and an old sweatshirt. she doesn’t want to risk getting anything nice too dirty, not that she really cares. after all, it’s not about nice clothes, it’s about taking care of animals in need. julia is bright-eyed and eager to help and the shelter don’t hesitate in giving her a multitude of tasks to get started with. and her jobs for the day vary. it’s a lot of hard work, dirty hard work. lots of cleaning ... rinsing out the pens where the dogs stay and giving them new, fresh bedding ( donated, of course ). but it’s rewarding in a way, knowing that the dogs will have somewhere clean to sleep. she gets to take some of the dogs for walks, and she picks up their poop along the way. although it’s not the prettiest job, at least julia is rewarded by getting to be with dogs for the day. if not for her circumstances, she would of taken someone home. or maybe two or three. 

and it doesn’t stop there. there’s a cattery that needs cleaning too. switching out old toys, picking up clumps of hair from the room in which the cats occupy. in her down time, julia brushes the longer-haired cats and manages to sneak in a bit of playtime with them. as it nears the end of the day, julia finds herself worn out, walking around the shelter missing the pep in her step, but at least she feels fulfilled in her heart. like she’s actually gone out and made a difference. and she knows that she couldn’t of pictured a better day to do this. when leaving the shelter at the end of the day, she thanks the staff immensely for giving her the opportunity to come and help out, and she promises them that she’ll be back sometime soon. she’s just hopeful that some of the faces here at the shelter will of moved on to better faces ... forever homes, with forever families.

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@jisu_lia felt cute, might delete later 💕

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SPOOKTOBER.

💌 @rkjiwvn

julia is in denial about october already being here. that, and she’s without a halloween costume. you see, julia loved halloween. correction, she still does. it was a given, her being canadian and all. she had good memories associated with this time of year, from trick-a-treating and dressing up, to watching scary movies and baking spooky treats which often ended up looking like crap. but her relationship with her favourite holiday changed upon moving to south korea, as it really wasn’t the same. it wasn’t the halloween she knew and loved, and over time, her love for this spooky time of year diminished until it was nothing but a forgotten thought. but this year was going to be different. julia was putting her foot down. it was time she got back into halloween. 

not that she could really get back into a holiday, but she could start by finding a costume. but then again, what’s the point of finding a costume if she hadn’t any plans of doing anything with it. oh how julia choi it would be to dress up and sit in her bedroom with a plate of ghost shaped cookies, by herself, doing nothing on october the thirty first. besides, she’s not even sure where she should start with costume hunting, she’s never done anything outside of regular clothes shopping, so for all she knows, she’s missing out. “are you doing anything for halloween this year, jiwon?” julia asks jiwon, glancing across to the older female whilst she sips on an iced coffee ... it’s probably a little late in the evening for an iced coffee. “i haven’t done anything halloween-y since i moved here. and as a proud canadian, i’m ashamed.”

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DROPPING THREADS.

hello everyone, it’s eri again! i’ve been trying to update my girls’ blogs across these couple of days and i now need to do a massive thread clear out. julia’s thankfully, will not be that hard. i’m going to be dropping ALL of rkjulia’s threads ( minus the starter i wrote last week, as it’s still relevant, of course ) due to most of them being out of date or not relevant due to julia’s character changing. that being said, i’m going to be in need of some new threads! i’m going to be putting some things under the cut of this post such as character changes and possible relationships / plots i’m looking for in particular. if you’re interested in plotting further ( maybe surrounding a plot / relationship from under the cut ), then please reply to this with a heart emoji. if you’d like a random starter ( i might have to cap it at … six or seven, we’ll see ), then please like this post. thank you for reading this super long message of mine! 

Keep reading

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@jisu_lia getting ready for bed 👼🌌

[rkjulia]

DROPPING THREADS.

hello everyone, it’s eri again! i’ve been trying to update my girls’ blogs across these couple of days and i now need to do a massive thread clear out. julia’s thankfully, will not be that hard. i’m going to be dropping ALL of rkjulia’s threads ( minus the starter i wrote last week, as it’s still relevant, of course ) due to most of them being out of date or not relevant due to julia’s character changing. that being said, i’m going to be in need of some new threads! i’m going to be putting some things under the cut of this post such as character changes and possible relationships / plots i’m looking for in particular. if you’re interested in plotting further ( maybe surrounding a plot / relationship from under the cut ), then please reply to this with a heart emoji. if you’d like a random starter ( i might have to cap it at ... six or seven, we’ll see ), then please like this post. thank you for reading this super long message of mine! 

so, i’ve done my best to try and keep rkjulia’s backstory as similiar to rkkokoro’s as i can. it was a little difficult as i wasn’t sure if it would correlate all that well, but i didn’t want to make any drastic changes. i must mention that you should read with caution as there are some trigger topics that are mentioned such as close family members deaths and unhealthy / tense relationships with parental figures. please be wary when reading ahead!

julia was born and raised in toronto, canada; her birth name is jisu and her parents didn’t feel the need to give her an english name due to jisu being relatively easy for english speakers to say. her father was a first generation korean canadian, as his parents were immigrants who came to canada after the korean war. her mother however, came to canada from south korea, as a student. julia has dual citizenship between south korea and canada and is still the eldest sibling ( she has a younger brother named jimin ). she hasn’t one first language, as she was taught to speak english and korean from day dot.

trigger warning; in rkkokoro’s backstory, she lost both her paternal grandfather and her father to cancer, and this remains true to rkjulia. only, her grandfather at age eight and her father at eighteen. her relationship with her mother is still tense, always has been to some extent. julia’s father was a musician ( or more so, he pursued music in his down time ) and he always shared that with julia, whereas julia’s mother was definitely big on being an academic and having good grades / having a strong presence in school.

she ended up in south korea more or less the same way as rkkokoro did; although she would of landed in seoul at the start of the school year rather than at the start of the new year. she’s still a senior at hanlim but she’s definitely more academic than rkkokoro, she is very smart! it was sort of a ... compromise she made with her mother, if she did really well in school and got good grades, her mother would continue to let her ... do musical things. also, she decided to let julia attend a musical school as long as she kept her grades up. her mother would be livid if she ever actually tried to pursue anything musical career wise, though. she only believes in academics, really.

julia lives in south korea alone, well ... not totally. she’s been here for almost a year, but she does reside with her mother’s sister ( and her family ). her mother has the intentions of moving to south korea within the next year or so, so let’s hope some drama happens when that does eventually happen.

and finally, these are some relationships and plot ideas that i could possibly work into threads. if you’re interested in any of these, perhaps comment which one and we can work something out! anyways, i’m not going to go into great detail with these plots, since i want these to be sort of ... open ended, and to work with different sorts of muses!

cousin/s

bestfriend/s

crush/s

friends from canada

family friends

rivalries

jam sessions

music friends

friends from school

+ more ... probably, if someone has ideas ...

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PRISMATIC.

💌 @rklily​ 

julia finds herself tucked away in the corner of a quaint, yet seemingly busy cafe, somewhere in the midst of seoul. she felt guilty for getting here earlier than she intended, the untouched iced coffee says that. school had finished for the day, and rather than heading home or to the library, julia had gone and saved herself and her friend a table at a popular cafe. they had business to attend to. she glances downwards at her attire, her hanlim uniform ... maybe she should of gone out of her way to change, she could of brought clothes to school or popped home to freshen up.

she was looking forward to seeing lily. the two were often occupied by school, among other sorts of things, like extracurriculars. but ever since lily invited julia to be apart of prism, a dance group that was lead by lily, it had given the two another thing to have in common. and besides, it was a good excuse to meet up on the regular over desserts and drinks. julia rifles through her backpack that sits on an unoccupied chair beside her, pulling out her phone and sifting through her long list of contacts until she finds lily’s name, or more so nickname. she quickly sends her a text. 

( 💌 ) lilz 💕

got to the cafe earlier than intended

but i’m saving you a seat 

i’ll see you soon, yeah? 😁

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@jisu_lia study study study ✏️ 📖

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190829 Icy // Lia

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rkkokoro ➝ rkjulia

hello rookies, it’s eri here! i’ve made my return from the depths of a hiatus ( although i’m not too sure i’m ready to be back ). i’m changing faceclaims, from kato kokoro of cherry bullet to choi jisu of itzy. i’ve been thinking about what i’m going to do with this muse for a while. i was so tempted to drop kokoro but quite a few people insisted that i stick with her, so i did ( and i thank y’all! ). i had hoped that my will to write and be creative would return after my hiatus ended, but alas ... we’re out of luck. a couple of times i contemplated changing the fc of this muse, but hadn’t the heart because kokoro is my baby. but lia gives me uwu vibes, much like kokoro, so i figured that either way, this change might be for the best! it’ll hopefully help me rejuvenate this muse, either way!

some things will be changing, some things will be staying the same. i might be rethinking her whole “being in korea” plot ... but for now, take note that her name is now choi jisu, but she is also known as julia choi or lia, for short. she’s korean canadian, born & raised in toronto. her birthday is now july 21st ( still 2001 ) and she’s now a cancer, not a scorpio. obviously the main thing to change is ... she’s no longer japanese. she speaks english / korean mainly but she also knows some french. anywho!!! i’ll work out her new plot / story line across the next few days, but for now ... say hello to rkjulia!

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hello there, everyone! long time no talk! just a teensy update here, the first point being is that i moved twitter accounts. you’ll now find me over on twitter as @chaeyounqsgf. secondly, i’m going by the alias eri from here on out. it’s something that i’ve been thinking about doing for a while now and after moving twitters, i finally decided to commit and go ahead with it for good!

i just requested a hiatus for rkrose, rksae and rkkokoro until september 4th; for now that is. truth being is that i’m feeling a bit burnt out and uninspired of late. that and i’m so busy with work, i’m not really adjusting all too well ... i’ve been pushing out a lot of replies / threads that i’m not totally proud of or happy with and have more or less being only replying to trainee threads while half-assing everything else. and i’m very sorry for this, i want to get back on the ball so for the mean time, i’m going to step back and focus on some other things. i’ll still be around, don’t worry and i’ll do my best to meet weekly trainee threads as i can so i can help all of you guys out. when i return, i’ll be going through all of my threads and doing a clear out so i can make way for some new ones, so please bare with me!

i hope y’all are having a good week! i’ll miss you! ; __ ; 

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HYUNGGU.

he’s always enjoyed learning other languages. it’s always been a thing that he picked up easily – or well, through a lot of hard work. japanese though, came easier for him than english did. despite living in the states for a year, he hadn’t needed to speak much english in korea, so he hadn’t been practicing it much. it’s nice though, to be able to understand as many languages as he can. he’s unsure if he would learn any others though, thinking he would just stick to learning and mastering the two he vaguely knew. 

at least with busking, he gets a lot of random foreign fans that talk to him during and after the photo sessions he does during busking. and enough of them message him on instagram that he gets to practice both reading and writing in english and japanese too. it’s good practice, and he wants to be able to speak both as well as he can one day. he’s really grateful for all the japanese friends he has too, who are always willing to practice with him even if it’s just him starting the conversation randomly in japanese, or switching languages mid-conversation. 

her question has him shaking his head. “i wish there were more kitkat flavours here. one of my friends brought me a peach blossom flavour from japan during his last trip and it was so good,” he sighs almost wistfully, remembering that it had been a limited edition one and likely no longer existed. “korea needs to get on the kitkat game, if you ask me. they don’t have the variety japan has – though i’ve never been there, so i can’t confirm.”

supposedly knowing more than one language was a good thing, and that the more of them you happened to know, the easier it was to pick up new ones. that really hadn’t been the case with kokoro. maybe she really had gotten lucky; attending a bilingual high school in tokyo that had propelled her forwards with her english language. why was she so stumped on learning korean, though? a lot of people had told her how easy korean was, and in comparison to the likes of japanese or chinese, it was. maybe it was because kokoro wasn’t learning korean on her own terms. she had more or less been forced to learn the language to survive. it was expected of her at home, at least by her mother. her step family was much more forgiving and patient.

the corners of her mouth turn upright at the mention of different kit kat flavours. the japanese were really spoiled for choice. the fact that they had stores dedicated to kit kats and that each prefecture had it’s own unique flavour and speciality made it all that more bit exciting. it was a shame that the boring chocolate flavour was all people knew for the most part. “peach blossom?” kokoro reiterates. she remembers it vaguely, although she hadn’t thought of it as appealing, so she hadn’t picked one up herself. it was limited edition though, like many flavours. “i never tried peach blossom, i remember seeing it in stores though.” she adds with a nod. “if i find any fun, new flavours when i go back home, i’ll be sure to bring you some.”

“i hope that korea jumps on the kit kat bandwagon. they’re too good to ignore if you ask me.”

+ cravings

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The real fruition of life is to do that thing we have said we wished to do.

Woodrow Wilson (via rkbyunbaek)

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@kokokato 君に i fancy you 誰かじゃダメなの hey i love you! 💓

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rkkokoro is just such a loveable muse! whenever i see her on tl i just smile!!! i read your most recent solo and wow! you're really talented ^^ i really hope we can get to plot in the future!

aw, thank you so much anon! this sweet message made my night. i’m glad you enjoyed kokoro’s latest solo. there will be more to come when i find the energy, so bare with me! 

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001.

there was never much conversation to be had at this dinner table. it wasn’t like anything kokoro remembered, or was at least used to from back home. she reminisces on the time she and her family would have big, lavish, home-cooked meals together. when everyone would talk about their days and what they did. the room was filled with so much positive, inviting energy; and this is a total juxtaposition. the only sounds heard were the chopsticks against the ceramic bowls, which almost echoed in the large, open living space. a soft spoken thank you is said every now and then as a dish is passed down or across the table. kokoro sits in silence, her eyes shifting between everyone around her; particularly her focus always ends up on her mother though. she watches her mannerisms, watches as she looks at her boyfriend, kokoro’s step father, lovingly. that was the way her mother looked at her father some time ago, before everything happened.

  “ms. kato,” 

kokoro jolts upwards, her glance moving across the table towards yerin. she wasn’t speaking to kokoro, she was speaking to kokoro’s mother. “i found something online the other day and i was meaning to show you,” yerin reaches down into her lap and pulls her phone out. out of the corner of kokoro’s eye, she watches her step-father, seunghyun’s brows narrow, disapproving. “yerin, do you really think this is the time?” he asks her coolly, cocking his head to the side. even despite yerin’s hostility towards kokoro, seunghyun had always been welcoming and kind towards her. kokoro had no vendetta against him whatsoever. “it’ll only take a minute, dad.” yerin whines with a pout. her tone makes kokoro grind her teeth, which is unusual for someone like kokoro who is usually so unbothered by everyone and everything. seunghyun sighs, running a hand through his dark hair, only to then rest his chopsticks down alongside his rice bowl. he leans back in his chair and watches yerin who returns her focus back to kokoro’s mom.

“ms. kato, did you happen see the advertisements for that audition program, on mnet? what do they call them, the ... mgas?” yerin queries curiously. kokoro almost chokes on air. her eyes dart across to yerin, watching her cautiously. where was she going with this? what was she pulling at and what was she hoping to get out of all of this? kokoro quickly looks back towards her mother who has mirrored her boyfriend, chopsticks accompanying the rice bowl. “ah yes,” her mother says stiffly, pursing her lips. she folds her hands in front of her on the table. “i saw them on the television. i didn’t pay much attention though, why do you ask, yerin?” she asks, her tone sharp. kokoro didn’t even recognise her mother’s speaking voice anymore. once ago, she had been so upbeat and chipper, and now she was so calm and calculated. she spoke as though she was a native, like she was korean all along. kokoro fiddles with the chopsticks, avoiding eye contact.

“oh, it’s okay. i just wanted to show you an audition, that’s all!” yerin says, waving the phone in her hand. her father rolls her eyes, looking across to kokoro who still avoids eye contact. she wants to sink into her chair, disappear, dissipate. “yerin, later. can we please just finish dinner before it gets cold?” seunghyun says, once again, very coolly. yes, can we please just finish dinner? kokoro thinks to herself. she looks over at her younger brother amidst all of this. he looks just as phased as he always does. typical kyosuke. “it’ll be a minute dad, just one. this one audition barely got any airtime, it’ll be really quick.” yerin seems to have her father wrapped around her little finger because seunghyun is quickly defeated. he rolls his eyes and leans back in his chair, tucking his arms behind his head. “you know i don’t like these sorts of programs, yerin.” kokoro’s mother says with a sigh, tucking a strand of short black hair behind her ear. 

“i find those wannabes insufferable.” she then mutters with the shake of her head. yerin smiles to herself. “i understand, ms. kato, but i thought this one audition might actually peak your interest, you see, this person auditioning is really fam-” it’s in this moment now that kokoro knows what yerin’s motive is, what she’s out to do. she’s going to show her mother her audition clip that was aired on television and she’s going to try and get a reaction out of her mother. and kokoro knows that yerin is going to get what she wants, because her mother can’t not react negatively.

“yerin, stop.” kokoro says suddenly from across the table, having discarded her chopsticks only moments ago. at first, she comes across as firm but as yerin proceeds, her voice breaks with the desperation evident. “yerin. please, stop. don’t do this.” but kokoro’s pleads might as well of been on mute. yerin ignores her, while her mother stares at kokoro. she’s beginning to put two and two together. everything kokoro had done to keep this all to herself was all pointless, because now everyone and their cat knew. yerin extends her arm across the table towards kokoro’s mother, who’s hand meets her half way. she takes the phone out of kokoro’s hand and with one click, the dinner table silence was now greeted by the sound of kokoro’s audition tape. a combination of her infectious enthusiasm and positivity, her desire to become an idol. she felt exposed, like her diary had just been read to the world. these were the people she didn’t want to find out. 

kokoro’s mother hits the pause button and yerin’s phone only just misses the bowl of piping hot soup which is likely gone cold. their eyes meet and kokoro’s greeted with the language she’s so desperately wanted to hear her mother speak again. only it’s everything she didn’t want to hear.