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⋆ ˚ ｡ ☁︎ ˚ 𝗦𝗜𝗡𝗞𝗜𝗡𝗚 ⋱⋮⋰ for anyone. takes place 𝗔𝗟𝗢𝗡𝗚𝗦𝗜𝗗𝗘 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗥𝗜𝗩𝗘𝗥.

as frosty morning grass prickled his fingertips, taewook let a warm sigh fall upon his knees, bared by the frays in his jeans. he'd taken a brief pause from grinding railings at the campground to sit by the river and mourn the remaining distance between he and the coming summer. he may have been a may baby, but his heart belonged to the hottest months of the year.

wookie turned his attention to the sound of the sincheon flowing by, the trickle of water somewhat slowed by the cold, and tugged his hoodie sleeves over his hands. his breath was an intermittent cloud of vapor in front of him, tinting his view in a hazy white — a sight he wasn't exactly unfamiliar with. he'd originally taken a seat to rest his ankles from the impactful landings they'd been taking, but at this point, taewook had all but fallen into a daydream. in an instant, his back was touching the grass, eyes and knees angled towards the sky. he spent a few moments watching clouds roll by, before a sudden voice snapped through his distraction like a thunder clap. "huh?" he mumbled, head turned toward the foggy figure. "who'sit?" came another hastened mumble, one of his eyes partially obscured by the hood scooped over his head.

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👹🎧🍸

"it was actually more so just fucking weird rather than scary. i was trapped in this carnival funhouse type thing and i was going through that hall of mirrors where your reflection looks all distorted, y'know? then i ended up in this giant room with all these clowns laughing like they'd gotten ahold of some good shit. the laughs just kept echoing and filling the room until i was hearing it inside my head. even when i covered my ears, i still heard it so clearly that it freaked me out and i finally woke up. that's the last time i eat tteokbokki with extra gochujang before bed."

LATE NIGHT PLAYLIST i. midnight train by se so neon. / ii. to her by 3rd line butterfly. / iii. trippy by beenzino. / iv. evening glow by wave to earth. / v. sunset by tuesday beach club.

"i'm a pretty simple guy in that respect. i'll usually go for soju or a kloud, something like that. there are times where i'm feeling a little fancier and i spring for a rice beer which has a really great flavor. i'm far from a connoisseur of alcohol, but i have my favorites."

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💀

outgoing message to ↺ 𝗬𝗢𝗚𝗜𝗬𝗢 𝗗𝗥𝗜𝗩𝗘𝗥: 𝘁𝗮𝗲𝘄𝗼𝗼𝗸: i was just thinking about how u r more than jst a delivery driver. u r a happiness driver. u don't just deliver food. u deliver smiles man. outgoing message to ↺ 𝗬𝗢𝗚𝗜𝗬𝗢 𝗗𝗥𝗜𝗩𝗘𝗥: 𝘁𝗮𝗲𝘄𝗼𝗼𝗸: ur a true friend. hey, could you come back and help me find my remote? i haven't seen it in 3 days. failed message to ↺ 𝗬𝗢𝗚𝗜𝗬𝗢 𝗗𝗥𝗜𝗩𝗘𝗥: 𝘁𝗮𝗲𝘄𝗼𝗼𝗸: haha. my phone seems to think u blocked me. i know u wouldn't do that lol

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⋆ ˚ ｡ ☁︎ ˚ 𝗡𝗘𝗪 𝗖𝗢𝗔𝗧 𝗢𝗙 𝗣𝗔𝗜𝗡𝗧 ⋱⋮⋰ for @andantyi takes place 𝗢𝗨𝗧𝗦𝗜𝗗𝗘 𝗔 𝗦𝗔𝗟𝗢𝗡 𝗜𝗡 𝗡𝗔𝗠-𝗚𝗨.

wookie couldn't recall the last time he'd been so offended, his wallet being carefully lifted from his pocket with stiff fingertips and a few thousand won being flipped through and pulled out in a messy wad. he tossed the money on the counter, his jaw tight with annoyance upon certain sentences that had been hurled his way earlier by the very salon worker he was paying now. she returned his change to him, sans the tip she apparently felt she deserved, and taewook chose to bite down on his words rather than cause a scene, tucking his skateboard securely under his arm and leaving the establishment as quickly as he could.

as he headed outside, he was forced to question so much that he thought he knew about himself. he stared at his reflection in the salon window, heaving a melodramatic sigh about the experience he'd just had. should he leave a negative review? was it really worth all of that? of course, in the pettiness of the moment, it certainly felt that way.

he eventually came to the decision to stop dwelling in his thoughts about it; he'd simply ask someone to give him some peace of mind. he turned to some passersby, settling on a young woman who looked like she'd be honest with him. "hey, um, excuse me? could i ask you something real quick?" he declared heavily, his shoulders slumping in succession. "how does this look?" he continued, suddenly holding up a set of freshly painted, albeit stubby, nails in a bright orange. "i usually just paint them black, but i wanted a pop of color. the very hurtful lady in the salon said that i'm a winter and i quote, 'shouldn't be caught dead in orange'. is she right?" he inquired, unfounded worry furrowing his face with concern.

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⋆ ˚ ｡ ☁︎ ˚ 𝗦𝗠𝗘𝗟𝗟 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗥𝗢𝗦𝗘𝗦 ⋱⋮⋰ for @regisela takes place at 𝗕𝗟𝗔𝗖𝗞 𝗟𝗢𝗧𝗨𝗦 𝗜𝗡𝗞.

"see man? this is what i was talking about." a confident wookie stated proudly, fingers splayed out to present a beautiful work of graffiti art plastered on the side of stacked white brick: a tangle of roses, thorns and vines in vibrant crimsons and greens with a thick black shadow line pulling the entire thing together seamlessly. the design wasn't anything he came up with himself, but he loved gazing up at it from the street as he skated by every day. "isn't it cool? this is definitely the tattoo i want."

these words were directed towards the man who'd been happily working back at black lotus ink until taewook had interrupted him to come look at something of utmost importance. granted, it was only a few meters away from the shop, but still. "i saw your sample work back at black lotus, you could do this easily." it was unclear why taewook was making such a pitch for this. he likely could have just given the guy money and a reference photo, and he'd happily do the work. oh... wait.

"oh... shit man, i just realized. i could have taken a picture on my phone and showed you that instead. my bad," he mused, a heavenly wave of thc having its usual effects on him. logic wasn't exactly his best friend a few bowls into the day.

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🌜, 🍾, 💤 <333

"probably the same thing that wakes me up every night. doch deciding it's time to run around inside his cage at 2 am. hey, i get it. those zoomies can hit at anytime, and i always support my boy getting those gains. but then i have to get up and supervise to make sure guy doesn't overheat. doch has no mercy."

"pretty much all my crazy stories are a blur to me, because i'm usually fucked up when shit like that happens. there is one that stands out, though. i drove up to daejeon a couple years ago to see a band i really liked. they weren't well known, so it was this really small, out of the way place. lots of drugs, people in dominatrix attire, couple of people breaking out their fursonas for some reason? it was a bizarre but chill crowd, honestly. at least until some people started to get a little too messed up and started fighting. there ended up being this brawl of like twenty people and they had to call the cops. i saw a 60 year old man cosplaying as eren yeager get hauled away in handcuffs. weird stuff."

"thankfully anxiety isn't too much of a problem for me, but if i'm ever unable to sleep, i'll usually just smoke. if that doesn't do the trick, i'll probably pick another activity neither my mom nor certain deities would approve of. puts me right out."

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/sorry for the mini spam!! i just wanted to let everyone know if i take a little extra time reaching out thru ims, it's only to avoid getting shadowb*nned again 😭 if you're cool with a starter w/o plotting first though, reply to this w/ ur favorite emoji and i'll hook you up!

[overwook]

⋆ ˚ ｡ ☁︎ ˚ 𝗨𝗡𝗘𝗫𝗣𝗘𝗖𝗧𝗘𝗗𝗟𝗬 ⋱⋮⋰ for @reminiscenteve takes place at 𝗪𝗢𝗡𝗛𝗬𝗘𝗢𝗡𝗚 𝗦𝗞𝗔𝗧𝗘 𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗞.

something was wrong with this picture. sure enough, wookie was haphazardly laying on the edge of the bowl, one leg dangling off and swinging back and forth as skateboard wheels skittered on top of old cement feet below him. he was meant to be monitoring the activity and safety in the park, and to be fair, he was. "ah ah ah, sorry. no one's allowed in without proper footwear," he shouts lazily, as the distinct sound of shoeless feet approach the edge of the bowl. the footsteps then retreat back from whence they came, and wook is satisfied once again. well, almost. in all honesty, he could do this job in his sleep, and on at least one occasion, has. that part of the situation was all well and good.

the thing that was so off about today was the missing presence of a certain skater; yang narae. at one time, the man had been on wook's last nerve, not that it was difficult to find oneself there. from constantly showing him up at his own skate park to blatantly ignoring the safety protocol, wook would consistently find himself in a battle of wits and skateboard tricks across from narae.

at some point in the midst of it all, taewook had realized that he didn't actually hold any contempt for the other. on the contrary, the routine they had built up; bickering like they'd known each other for a lifetime even if their pasts hadn't intersected at all, pulling off tandem tricks in front of a crowd of spectating kids all vowing to hone their skills to the same level. they were friends, even if the word had always died a quick death on wookie's tongue. maybe that's why narae's failure to show up when he expected brought a pout to the surface of wook's mouth.

just as he was about to start self-pitying, a familiar sound started rumbling in his ear, which was now pressed to the cement. his pout shifted into its final form, a cocky grin that bore pearly teeth. he'd know those wheels anywhere, and as they got nearer, he made sure to elevate his voice above their relentless rattle. "you're late, narae! i almost had to be on x games mode by myself."

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x. dossier. / x. wanted plots. x. pinterest. / x. thread tracker.

heyhihello it's your girl baz here with a 2nd muse, this one far less fleshed out but it'll be really fun to figure him out more in this setting! those close to him have always called him wookie, which is a reference lost on him; bro has never seen a star war. anyway, he's your typical stoner / burnout skater boy who is an annoying little sh*t with a heart of gold somewhere deep deep down. there's a little bit more under the cut and as usual, if you wanna plot anything with this goober, pls do leave a like! also you can find me on discord @ umjis_gf if that's easier 💗

BACKSTORY

born & raised on jeju island. the family was financially comfortable due to his mother's realtor career and his father's months out at sea fishing, but the latter's absence was known to take its toll on the family.

wook took full advantage of less supervision and pretty much made the island his stomping grounds. he'd venture around for most of the day, only returning home around dinnertime to fill his empty stomach.

when he received his first skateboard for his 8th birthday, he taught himself to ride in the old empty pool of an abandoned mansion on the island. he'd stay there for hours, falling flat on his face dozens of times before he finally learned to sail across flat ground on the board.

after a few years, he'd gotten pretty good and had learned a plethora of tricks that the pool allowed him to land fairly easily. sure, he'd also built up a few hospital visits, but none of it ever seemed to deter him from what he loved to do.

his teenage years were a little more...stormy as his attitude towards his father became pretty icy. he was never around and when he was, he was always extremely short and uncaring with his family. wookie knew his father was tired from the months at sea, but he also knew the asshole could spare his distraught wife more than a hand wave and dirty dishes on the kitchen table to wash up later.

when taewook turned 16, it came out that his father had actually been cheating on his mother with the woman who did the finances for his fishing boat. at that point, wook was done with his father and wouldn't even speak to the man.

his father moved out, and it was just wookie and his mom from then on. when it came time for him to go to college, the two moved to daegu after he was accepted to kyungpook national university. wook studied civil engineering, but despite the school's best efforts to guide him toward success, it was here that he became truly aimless.

he started smoking weed that he'd buy off other students, staying out all night drinking and partying, missing classes and doing insane skateboard stunts off sacred parts of the school grounds. when he was eventually kicked out of the university, he'd never seen his mom so disappointed. even his father's infidelity hadn't broken her heart the way he had, and it made him spiral even further down the rabbit hole.

wookie's mom did eventually forgive him, and her disappointment was replaced with heavy concern about her son's future. he assured her he was fine, and got a job at wonhyeong skate park to prove to her he was at least moving in the right direction.

he was even able to get his own apartment and a guinea pig to take care of, all acts done to show his mother that he was serious about turning his life around, though it was more so to bide his time than anything else. at least he did end up becoming best friends with doch!

PERSONALITY

this little sh*tdemon okay, so he is an absolute pain in the ass. loves to tease people and whine until he gets his way. will eat any food you leave out so literally don't leave food in the vicinity of him and walk away, he's like a wild dog.

if he disappears, he's 100% somewhere secluded smoking a joint. he smokes way too much and boy do his eyes show it: literally always slightly red and very sleepy. it also makes him pretty lazy, but that also means he'll be too tired to argue and that is a major plus.

has a massive weakness for pretty people. he's very flirty and lighthearted with people he finds attractive but he's also afraid of commitment so he's never been in a real rs?? he's only ever just slept around. a lot.

some have mythologized that wookie actually has a kind heart deep down, especially in the way that he cares about what his mom thinks of him and the adorable way in which he interacts with doch and dotes on him like a proud father.

speaking of fathers, don't ask him about his! or he will literally brood and cry for three days.

being friends with taewook means that you sometimes run the risk of tripping over him asleep on your floor hours after you thought he left, with an open bag of cookies laying next to him.

he can be a good time or a waste of time, it truly depends on the day.