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⇨ ooc user is 25+

⇨ gmt+10

⇨ preference for 3rd pov, i don't mirror - quality over quantity

minors do not interact

⇨ does not need trigger warnings with no hard no's apart from anything to do with vomit - anything else can be discussed via pm if needed

⇨ nsfw and sfw both welcomed

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name: ryu taeho

birthdate: december 30, 1995. 29 years

occupation: tattoo artist, sells custom printed leather jackets online, occasionally djs in underground sets

orientation: pansexual/romantic

relationship status: single but not looking, more interested in friends with benefits

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height: 181cm

weight: 68kg

build: lean and wiry - not bulky but does have defined muscle

eye colour: deep brown, almost black under dim light

hair colour: natural blonde but usually dyed dark

hair type: thick, slightly wavy, usually tousled like he just rolled out of bed (and often has)

glasses/contacts: wears clear contacts but switches to glasses when he's at home or when he forgets

dominant hand: left handed but is ambidextrous

tattoos: a crescent moon behind his left ear, semi colon on inner left wrist, phoenix feather with fiery like smudges at the edges on his right shoulder blade, abstract constellation with ink splatter on his right ribs.

piercings: double lobe piercings on both ears, helix piercing on right ear, tongue piercing

marks/scars: faint burn scar on right forearm from a fight with a stovetop, small scars on his knuckles, small scar under his chin from a skateboarding accident, beauty marks under his eye, on his nose and on his lip

notable features: piercing eyes that seem to challenge people without him needing to say anything. a grin that is equal parts charming and infuriating. defined collarbones and hands that always seem stained with charcoal, ink or paint

clothing style: a chaotic fusion of thrifted punk, high end street wear, and old designer pieces his mother passed down. distressed black jeans. worn in boots. oversized shirts. sometimes cropped jackets. always wearing rings and usually has chipped black nail polish. smells faintly of sandalwood and coffee

allergies: mild avocado allergy (will deny it despite breaking out in hives). sensitive to synthetic fragrances - triggers migraines so he avoids perfume counters like the plague

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likes: late night walks, hand rolled cigarettes, black coffee, tattooing in silence, analog photography, his sisters cooking, old rock vinyl's, thunderstorms, worn leather jackets, thrifted jewelry, street food, hands, fuzzy socks, accents, being barefoot, painting over things instead of fixing them, intense eye contact, smell of burnt matches, written letters

dislikes: being compared to his father or brother, overly clean or sterile environments, pretentious foods, people who talk more than they listen, group chats, synthetic scents and colognes, empty apologies, his birthday, being called a failure, unwanted advice, his sister crying, being asked if he will ever settle down, the sound of cutlery scraping on plates, disappointing his siblings

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strengths:

loyal to a fault: once you've earned his trust (a rare feat), taeho will go to hell and back with you, no questions asked. he doesn't believe in halfway loyalty

artistically gifted: whether it's designing tattoos, sketching on napkins, or giving a piece of clothing a second life with a sewing needle, his creative instincts are raw and compelling. he doesn't just make things look good he makes them mean something. a gift he got from his mother.

emotionally perceptive: he picks up on peoples energy fast. even if he doesn't say anything he often knows more than he lets on.

resourceful: he grew up learning to survive with what he had. emotionally, financially, and creatively. he knows how to stretch a meal, fix a chair, or make something from nothing.

tells it like it is: he doesn't sugarcoat.

Weaknesses:

hot tempered: he tries to stay chill, and most days he manages. but when he snaps it can be volcanic. especially if somebody is bringing up his father or disrespecting his sister.

emotionally closed off: he has built a wall out of barbed wire, sarcasm and trauma. he'll bleed for you before he tells you he loves you. vulnerability is too dangerous.

self destructive: when overwhelmed he tends to isolate, spiral or throw himself into impulsive choices; getting a piercing, picking a fight, disappearing for a few days.

trust issues: he's been let down, especially by the people who were supposed to protect him. as a result he keeps people at arms length.

disregard for authority: he doesn't do well with being told what to do. even when it's for his own good.

conflict avoidant to those he loves: he'll bite a strangers head off in an instant, but when it comes to his siblings? he'll swallow anger, bury hurt, and pretend he's fine until it rots.

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Goals:

to give his sister a good life: he'll never say it out loud but a lot of what he does - working, creating, pulling himself together - is for seoyeon. he wants her to have stability and laughter.

to open his own creative studio: part tattoo space, part underground gallery, part safe haven. he dreams of a space where people who feel like outsiders like he did can come in and feel seen, inked, and understood. somewhere loud music and quiet truths can coexist.

to heal: he's been told he can be too much. too angry, too intense, too much to handle. he wants to heal without dulling his edges.

to make beauty out of broken things: whether it's scarred skin, trashed furniture, a burned out friend, he wants to prove that even things that have been hurt can be transformed.

Fears:

becoming his father: no matter how much he rebels, there is a quiet creeping fear: what if cruelty is inherited? what if control runs in his blood?

losing his siblings: he's terrified of becoming estranged with them. the thought of kyungho or seoyeon walking out of his life, even if he deserved it, scares him more than any nightmare.

being unlovable long term: people are drawn to him, sure. but can anyone actually stay with him? he fears he's too difficult to be loved in the long run, no matter how deep he feels.

being trapped by his own bitterness: he knows he can be cynical, guarded, sharp edged. but he's scared that these traits will grow over time. that he'll become someone who can't feel joy without ruining it.

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Born as the first son of the Michelin-starred chef Ryu Seungheon and former fashion designer Choi Jiwon, Ryu Taeho was always expected to be the golden child; polished, composed, and heir to the culinary empire his father had built. Taeho's earliest years were marked by silence, tensions, and expectations he never agreed to. His only light within the darkness had always been his sister. She would make sure his days were filled with light, warmth, laughter. His parents marriage collapsed when he was still young and Jiwon left Seungheon. But she was only able to take one child with her: Taeho.

His younger brother Ryu Kyungho remained behind with his adopted sister Ryu Seoyeon; the daughter of their fathers affair. Taeho was raised by his mother in quieter corners of the city. They didn't have much but she gave him whatever she could; freedom, softness, and a space to be angry. While his upbringing was freer, it wasn't easy. His mother struggled to rebuild her life and eventually she fell ill - something Taeho witnessed and carries with him like an unhealed scar. Her passing cemented his resentment toward his father. He never returned to the Ryu household.

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After her death Taeho drifted. Took odd jobs. Tattooed in cramped studios and lived in places that smelled like cigarettes. He rebelled against the Ryu name in every way that he could. No kitchens. No rules. No spotless reputations. Eventually, he reconnected with Seoyeon and the two formed a quiet bond. The now share an apartment together with a relationship that only seems to get stronger as time passes.

He has kept a small distance from his brother, letting him in his life but holding him at an arms length. To Taeho despite Kyungho trying to carve his own path he is still too close to their fathers shadow.

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Ryu Taeho is the kind of person who walks into a room and immediately makes it feel less predictable. There's a quiet intensity about him. He has no patience for authority or conformity, and he's never been the type to sit still or follow anyone elses path. He likes the chaos. It suits him.

He wears his independence like armour, built up over years of learning that the people who are supposed to stay often dont. Raised apart from his siblings, with a mother who did her best before illness took her too soon, Taeho learned early on how to take care of himself. He keeps others at a distance. Not out of cruelty, but because closeness feels dangerous. Vulnerability is a language he understands but rarely speaks. He feels everything deeply; loss, longing, love. But has trained himself to turn these feelings inward, burying them beneath sarcasm, cigarettes and nights that blur into mornings.

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Despite all his defenses, there is a tenderness in him that refuses to be extinguished. He's quietly protective of those he cares about, most of all his younger sister Seoyeon. His loyalty once earned is unshakable. He might not say "I love you" but he'll show up in the rain at 3am if you need him. His version of care is practical, grounded; buying your favourite drink when you've had a bad day, or offering silence when words don't help.

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Taeho channels much of what he doesn't say into his art. Tattooing, for him, is both his expression and escape. A way to connect without having to reveal too much of himself. He doesn't carry many tattoos of his own but his hands are steady and skilled, offering others the permanence he never had. He doesn't seek for fame or success, but he is always hustling, always surviving, doing just enough to keep himself afloat, even if he pretends not to care.

He's not easy to get close to. He's moody, unpredictable, and sometimes self destructive. But he's also deeply human, full of contradictions: cynical yet romantic, cold yet compassionate, reckless but strangely gentle. People don't always understand him, and honestly, he doesn't expect them to. Taeho is okay being misunderstood. He's made peace with living on the outside of things. That's where he feels most real.

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❀ Safe Harbour
⟶ Found Family
⟶ Any Gender, Preferably older than Taeho

A grounding figure in Taehos life, offering unsolicited advice and quiet kindness. They never pry too much but their presence has become a steady point in his life. They probably came into his life when his mother was still alive. They serve as an anchor of sorts even through his various mood swings or bad days.

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❀ Black Ink Brother
⟶ Ride or Die
⟶ any gender and age
⟶ Currently or used to be a tattoo artist

Before Taeho started to do his work above board, he spent years in dimly lit rooms, tattooing gang members, drifters, and people whos only ID was the cash in their hand. Your muse is the one person he keeps in contact with from his days back then. His ride or die friendship.

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❀ The Silent Client
⟶ Anonymous tattoo client

Your muse always come alone. They never speak to each other beyond short sentences. Your muse probably always pays in cash. Sometimes he catches your muse staring, like they were searching for something. He's trying to figure out if they're just a weirdo, if they need something, or if your muse is someone dangerous. Where this goes is up to discussion. Happy for it to be fluffy, or angsty, or dark.

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❀ Sunday Morning Cigarettes
⟶ Fling / Friendship
⟶ any gender and age

Neither of them call it dating. They meet in the early hours when the streets are still quiet. Either in a separate location or on the rooftop, or maybe both. Sharing a thermos of coffee and cigarettes. Sometimes they end up in bed, sometimes they just talk. It's comforting but never drifts into intimacy enough to be dangerous. Theres an unspoken agreement: no questions, no futures, no promises.