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(for full ooc profile click here) you can call me ‘koomanga’ or ‘koom’ for short or you can even call me by my characters names! i am fine with both she/her and he/him pronouns and don’t care which ones used when talking to and about me. my timezone is gmt-8 but I’m on randomly.

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For my preferences, I write best when doing third pov. Detailed first can be done, but you’ll have to be a little patient with me since I’m not used to it lol. My length in writing can go from semi para to multi para. I can go longer than that, just know that replies will take quite a while in that case lol! I don’t like one liners unless we’re doing a social media and/or texting plot. I try my best to mirror with you, so just don’t feel pressured in any regards, I’m pretty laid back with writing :)

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Honestly, I’m always open to plotting! You can always pm me and I’ll happily reply :) If you’re interested in any of my plots or connections I’ve posted, just hit me up and ask me- I’ll let you know if they’re taken or if we can go ahead with it! If you don’t have an idea but you want to plot with me, just let me know and we can brainstorm together. Just don’t push all the plotting onto me, cause that makes it all so much less enjoyable lol..

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There is not a single genre I don’t mind doing so never feel scared to ask! My preferred genres are angst, slice of life, and fluff.. I also love comedy and am always down for romance (as long as our characters are at that stage or we’ve planned something). With smut, I don’t do it very often. If I vibe well with you and our characters get to that point, I’m open and happy to smut. If you’re looking for some Dom daddy whatever, I’m sorry but I can’t do that lol. Ask me about kinks and anything like that in pm please!

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I’m a college student that’s also working so with that being said, my replies won’t always be fast! I can go from doing multiple replies one day to none depending on how busy I am. I simply ask for patience. I try never to take longer than four days to reply, but if I am super busy it can take up to a week. You can poke me once that happens, but before that is a big no. My personal life is more important than rpr and you need to realize that.

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Keys jangled against the door, a few minutes of struggle and some muttered curses could be heard from the other side until the young Chinese male entered into the house. The lights were still dim like last night and the night before and so on, the smell of beer and stale takeout lingering throughout the small room. The teen let out a sigh, eyes tired and shoulders drooping as he quietly took off his shoes. The once white school shoes were now a dark grey, holes starting to form in the sides from constant use. He frowned at the worn pair before lugging over his school bag and takeout bag his boss had given him. ‘Since it’s such a special day’ that’s what he had been told as he was gifted the food. He was grateful of course, having been worrying about not having the means to get food earlier this week. As he let his school bag drop near the entry way, he brought the takeout to the folded out dining table. A container of white rice, a helping of black pepper chicken, a side of greens, and a few steamed dumplings. Enough to enjoy and even have some for tomorrow if they made sure to ration the food correctly. A ghost of a smile fell onto his lips as he set down plates and bowls, grabbing their chopsticks before turning towards the living room.

“Bàba, I’m home! Dinner is ready! Let’s eat together, just for tonight please?” He was met with a few slurred curses, the air reeking of alcohol in a way that let the male know he’d be eating alone again. The meal was great, yet all Renjun could think about was how empty the house was now. The television could be heard in the background, ‘The Legend of the White Snake’ playing and beer bottles clanking against one another. How badly he wanted to be able to just sit with his father and listen to him go on about how beautiful Angie Chiu was, or listen to him complain about price rises in fruits. Anything, he just wanted to talk. He knew it was no use anyways, his father long past sobriety and always stuck in the same spot every time Renjun would return home. He wasn’t mad; as much as he wanted to be mad, to hate his dad, he couldn’t. Things had been hard after the divorce, and seeing his mom thrive with a new man and with his sisters, Renjun couldn’t blame his dad for trying to drink his problems away. Everyone had their own forms of escapism… Renjun just wished his father’s didn’t include escaping away from his son as well…

The now cold rice had been an indicator that the teen had been drifting off, his thoughts taking him away for at least an hour. He sighed, setting down his utensils before picking up the dirty plate. He’d have to thank his boss again for the meal, maybe even find a way to express his thanks better… maybe with his next pay check. His thoughts kept him company as he finished cleaning and storing away the food. ‘Just need to study tonight.. hopefully I’ll get the call soon’ he muttered before making his way towards the entryway again. “I’ll be in my room if you need me, bàba.. also, try to keep the drinking to a minimum- at least right now. I don’t get my paycheck until Friday and we need groceries.” He thought he heard a slurred ‘fuck off’ but he didn’t care enough to ask, grabbing his bag and quickly walking to his room. He was drained and tired and.. fuck, was he crying? His hands reached up to his cheek, feeling the wetness on his hand before slumping against his door. Pathetic. His father was right, he really was a crybaby. But dammit, he had a reason to! He deserved to cry, to scream, to kick- he deserved to be upset! His own small cry session was caught off by a buzz from his phone. No one texted him which meant it had to be someone from his family. He reached into his bag, pulling out the cracked phone, eyes lighting up and smile growing as he saw his moms name in the notification. He quickly clicked on the notification, eyes glancing over it

From: mommy <3
- hello, ren.. look
- I can’t call today, jinhai is taking me and the girls to see a play!
- Sorry baby, maybe I can try to call tomorrow? Love you

He hadn’t realized he had started crying again until a tear had hit the cracked screen. What did she mean she can’t? A play? A fucking play was more important than him? A shocked laugh left his lips, letting his phone drop onto the ground as he stared off. How easy it had been for his parents to sweep him under the rug, to treat him like a stranger. He was- is their kid. Why did they treat him differently? The question was always why? Why them and not him? Why him? Why not him? He didn’t get it, was he getting punished for something he did in a different universe? It didn’t matter anymore cause apparently his parents could care less. So with his energy and happiness long gone, he slowly dragged himself to his bed, plopping down on the thin mattress. He still had his acceptance letter on his sheets in case he wanted to tell his father, but after today he had his mind set. If they wanted to ignore him then he’d do the same. He grabbed the letter, throwing it off the bed before pulling a blanket over himself.

“Happy birthday to me.. eighteen feels so insignificant for some reason…”

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🥛 none of my fcs/characters have a set sexuality to them (except premade characters!!). i genuinely don’t mind playing any of them as straight or gay or anything
🥣 to build off from that, none of my fcs/characters are set as a bottom or top or as a sub or dom. there will be more info on those things as you read into my info

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🥛 bold names are faceclaims i have higher muse for
🥣 the *asterisks* near names indicate muse level for higher muse faceclaims
🧸 follow up for that, 1-3 asterisks is how it goes. with 1 asterisk meaning it’s still a higher muse, but with 3 asterisks it means that is the highest muse i have for a faceclaim

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Renjun had read over the text, nervous smile tugging on his lips as he realized he had finally secured a job interview. Finding work had been difficult so far; the language barrier creating issues that apparently were just too much to hire him. He wasn’t really offended, in all honesty, he couldn’t even understand a lot of the things the employers had said to him before shooing him away. He was surprised that he was even offered an interview after stumbling over his words during the first call. He hoped his pronunciation wasn’t too bad as he agreed to the date and time. His fingers glided over his phone as he sent a reply, cringing as he reread and sent it.

— Message to: Miss Chaeyoung (interview!!!)
“Thank you so much!! I’ll make sure to be there right on time! Thank you for this opportunity ma’am! :))”

And soon enough, the day of the interview had arrived. Renjun had been so nervous, ironing his shirt and watching god knows how many tie tying videos the night prior until he felt fully prepared. That morning he made sure to put on his dress pants and shirt, tying his tie before leaving his place and getting on the bus transport. The ride was filled with him listening to pronunciation and Korean work related phrases videos, mumbling the words to himself until he reached the…salon?

He slowly stepped out of the bus, glancing down at the address given to him before glancing back at the building. Was he really at the right place? Was there a typo? Or was this Chaeyoung’s way of informing him that he actually wasn’t going to get interviewed? A sigh left his lips before pushing past the doors, eyes widening slightly as he stared at all the women who were now staring back at him. He waved awkwardly to them before going towards the lady up front. “Uh.. excuse me? Ma’am?” His words were slightly wobbly, hands clasped together as he took in everyone’s comfortable attire. “I’m not sure I’m at the right place.. do you know where I could find a Miss Lee Chaeyoung? I have interview- an interview with her..” a surprised ‘on’ escaped his lips as he was guided back into the salon, ears picking up slight words and sentences from all the workers and costumers. He had heard more drama just in that few minute walk than he had all his high school experience. He couldn’t think too much about it as he was told they made it to his (hopefully) future employer. He stayed silent as he stared at the woman; she was dressed casually and getting her hair and nails done. Was this really who he was getting interviewed by? Was this normal in Korea? Suddenly realizing that they had many cultural differences, he started to squirm in his spot, hands pulling the sleeves of his shirt before taking a seat next to the woman. “Miss.. Lee Chaeyoung..?” His question came out small, hands folded over his lap as he stared at the ladies doing her nails.

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Working at jade noraebang had become renjun’s saving grace. The pay was decent and being able to score working at night left him able to find work during the daytime. Of course working three jobs by now had started to put a toll on the male, and adding his classes and now tutoring lessons, he was starting to realize he might be doing too much for him to handle. Often working here left him usually pretty content though, usually not having to worry about his other jobs since he was busy cleaning karaoke rooms and helping drunk people find their way out. His boss was kind and he usually got lucky working with another employee by the name of Kim doyeon. He thought of her very fondly, a true friend in the making. Even with the language barrier and the difference in personalities, doyeon continued to be a shining light. While their communication was limited, they were able to speak enough through actions and facial expressions. The only thing renjun could find weird about her were the strange hand gestures she’d make at him at times. At those times he'd just return a confused stare, awkwardly smiling as he nodded.

Despite his kind boss and coworker, today had been falling apart for the young Chinese male. The rent at his small box apartment was being raised and his work hours at the convenience store were being cut in order to train a new employee. He couldn’t even be mad, knowing that of course there would be new employees eventually and that his hours weren’t always secured. That had been fine enough, pushing it aside to deal with later. During his break he had received a message from his classmate, letting him know that he had not finished his side of their project due to family issues. Fine, that’s fine. Renjun waved that off as well, understanding family came first. He could finish it, but the stress was starting to get to him. He was starting to get antsy, muttering curses to himself in his mother tongue everytime he went over his list of things to do. But at this moment, he had finally reached his breaking point. He had just finished cleaning one of the karaoke rooms, tidying it up before a group of young adults told him they were leaving. He bid them a quick farewell and ‘come again!’ Before making his way to the break room. There inside was the worst mess the male had ever seen in his life. Props thrown on the floor, a few possibly broken. Food laid scattered on the table and floors and.. was that beer seeping into the flooring?? Renjun wanted to scream.. or cry, whichever came first. His shoulders dropped before he turned around, shakily speed walking back to the break room. Just a quick vent then he’ll go back to work. So with that he pushed the door to the break room open, a few curses slipping past his lips as he threw down the rag that was still in his hand.

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Bright light shown through the glass panels, spots of bright white sprinkling over piles of photos and film strips.

Early morning had always been doyoung’s favorite time; the welcoming silence and the songs birds would chirp, shops being closed still (save for the coffee shop that he would frequent on his way to the studio). Truly nothing was more enjoyable to the male, which is why his smile was tugging on his lips as he sipped away at the latte in his hand. The studio was empty today, no clients were booked and his list of things to do only included editing images and answering voicemails.. maybe make a few emails depending on how quickly he’s able to get everything done. So with his day planned out and energy refreshed, he sat down at his desk and began getting to work.

“Ah, hello grandma! Just letting you know this is my work phone so- oh?” The male grabbed a post-it note and a pen, writing down his aunt’s words with a concentrated expression on his face. His brows were furrowed, bottom lip trapped in his teeth as he used his free hand to hold the phone to his ear. “Okay, okay.. we can do photos on Tuesday, how does that sound? I’ll make sure to get some fancy angle shots of the stand, how does that sound?” He chuckled, pasting the note on his computer before putting away the phone. “Don’t worry about it, grandma! I’ll always have time for you.. ah, okay.. okay.. yes, that sounds amazing. I’ll take the mandarins when I visit the stand. Okay, bye.. love you.” With a small beep, the call came to an end and doyoung set the phone down. A soft sigh left his lips, smile present on his lips as he started up his computer. Just some editing today, nothing crazy.

Photos slowly started to pop up, some finished and others barely begun. He turned on some music, playing it quietly as he started blurring away any imperfections clients had ask to get removed. His brain was focused in on the photos, body leaned forward as he stared intently at the screen. A knock on the door caused him to jump, eyes widening before he slowly got up and towards the door. The male slowly opened the door, eyes glancing down until he noticed a woman. His lips formed an ‘o’ shape, brows raising up. “Oh, hello.. can I help you?”

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currently don’t have longer examples, but can write more!

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🥛 top muses -
… ***huang renjun (nct)
… **huening kai (txt)
… *son youngjae (tbz)
… kim doyoung (nct)
… hong joshua (svt)
… im changkyun (monsta x)
… hong dabin (dpr live)
… na jaemin (nct)
… ***jeon wonwoo (svt)
… boo seungkwan (svt)
… wen junhui (svt)
… **hansol vernon chwe (svt)
… *choi san (ateez)
… choi byungchan (victon)
… **lee jeno (nct)

🥣 other muses -
… ***jung subin (victon)
… dong sicheng (wayv)
… jung jinyoung (b1a4 ;; actor)
… yang yang (actor)
… wang zhuocheng (actor)
… gong chansik (b1a4)
… leeteuk (suju)
… *xiao zhan (actor)
… song mingi (ateez)
… jeong yunho (ateez)
… choi yeonjun (txt)
… **yang jeongin (skz)
… park sunghoon (enhypen)
… kang minhee (cravity)
… song hyeongjun (cravity)
… park jihoon (treasure)
… kanemoto yoshinori (treasure)
… hamada asahi (treasure)

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🥛 top muses -
… ***kim yerim (red velvet)
… ***jeon somi (soloist)
… **mina myoi (twice)
… yoon bomi (apink)
… oh hayoung (apink)
… choi yuna (gfriend)

… kim gaeul (ive)
… yoo jeongyeon (twice)
… **park sooyoung (red velvet)
… kim minju (iz*one)
… *huh yunjin (le sserafim)
… **hwang yeji (itzy)

🥣 other muses -
… yang zi (actress)
… zhao lusi (actress)
… ***ning yizhuo (aespa)
… **kim jisoo (blackpink)
… shen xiaoting (kep1er)
… lee chaeyoung (stayc)
… choi yoojung (weki meki)
… *miyawaki sakura (le sserafim)

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🥛 nct pairing (preferably where I’m renjun, but I’m flexible lol)
🥣 yuri pairing (not preferring anyone)
🧸 angst!!
🥛 some slight nsfw/smut (if we vibe well)
🥣 would really like to try something with magic or supernatural powers!!

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(characters i have/had that I’d love to use in a private rp)

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🥛 renjun | click me!
… college exchange student, majoring in liberal art studies and language studies

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🥛 apocalypse, dystopian … would really love to do a plot heavy, action filled rp that includes lots of angst and details
🥣 secret agents … something I haven’t gotten the chance to do, but would love! Lots of action and would love to use a Tom & Jerry kind of vibe to this plot!
🧸 historical … not an exact idea in mind, but I’d love to plot with an older setting. could easily see this working with royalty, commoners, or even royalty x commoner
🥛 future settings … robots, insane technology, unique fusions.. would love to let our creativity build something
🥣 acting … I’m a sucker for romance, and I’m even more of a sucker for the idea of coworkers falling in love on set. Could be enemies to lovers or could even be exes to lovers again
🧸 college … I’m a sucker for slice of life and genuinely this is one that’s so buildable and can go in any direction
🥛 work spaces … same as the college one^^ would be interested in seeing like an office setting in particular
🥣 idol … pretty obvious what this entails, but I’d also love to have them in situations.. being on shows together, practicing in the same building, secret dates, maybe even some drama and angst!

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🥛 same group … always love the idea of trying to keep it a secret from the other members and managers.. could definitely have some angst, jealousy, all of it lol
🥣 fake lovers … companies pairing idols together for financial means, who knows what could happen. definitely see a possible enemies to lovers, could see lots of drama
🧸 literally any show … there are lots of shows and web series that idols appear on and I’d love to dive into that.. especially on a show like ‘we got married’ or ‘running man’

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(always open to any other ideas! or if you want to add to anything- I’m completely open)

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🥛 as I said in the bubble above, i can play my characters as tops, bottoms, subs, and doms. however!! i absolutely do not lean fully into sub or dom. i can not be some “daddy strong man that will punish you for something” that’s not what I’m into and if you try to ask me to do that I’ll probably just straight up tell you no. the same goes the other way around, i can’t be a “smol soft uwu baby” i can’t do it whatsoever. i fall more into a grey area with dom and sub so just keep that in mind!
🥣 people i rp with usually ask what I feel most comfortable with, and in all honesty i usually do prefer being bottom as well as leaning towards sub. that does not mean I’m not happy to be top or anything, it’s just that I’ve grown used to being bottom and know that my writing in that regards is obvious.

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🥛 anything relating to death (talking, threatening, physical)
🥣 bodily fluids and excrements (scat, piss, vomit)
🧸 physical violence (punching, kicking)
🥛 pedophilia (can’t believe i actually have to put that down but yes)
🥣 incest (even step siblings, i do not want that)
🧸 literally anything with feet (put those dogs away please ㅠㅠ)

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🥛 I’m not about to air out my kinks for everyone to see lol, pm me to ask me! will gladly tell you in private if we’re plotting :)

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🥛 she/her
🥣 no minors whatsoever please
🧸 only third pov please! could think about doing detailed first (but only if we vibe well together!!)
🥛 will do yaoi, yuri, and straight
🥣 always open to different plot ideas
🧸 would prefer a private rp here and can make one if we end up deciding to rp
🥛 do not expect me to be the only one plotting.. if you don’t contribute or simply give me “yes” “no” or “maybe” as replies then this probably won’t work for us lol :’)
🥣 will do smut! i don’t like doing smut without plot though and we have to vibe before diving into smut talk
🧸 no constant pokes please! I’m a pretty busy person, hence why I’m leaning towards a private rp!