#leesang

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[kpopfan861]

[palalabu]

Ha! And now we all know why they partner up with McLaren.

edit: ok after checking estrella's website, i found that they only have a section for MotoGp to introduce their riders and such. But they don't have a section for F1, so idk if carlos is still with them or not. but even weirder to think that they don't have anything to announce their partnership with McLaren. or maybe they have an announcement and i didn't find it, but they definitely don't have a dedicated section for F1, which they could've filled with stuff about McLaren. very confusing this whole thing.

[barbylion]

tagged by @alifefullofvibes to shuffle my spotify wrapped playlist and post the first 10 songs!

thanks for the tag, boo 💕

Everything - The Black Skirts

Baby, I'm On Your Side - WELL

Can't Breakup Girl, Can't Breakaway Boy - Leesang and Jungin

From The Gallows (Demo) - IDKHOW

Future - GIRLKIND

Sad But True - The HU

Fly With Me - Bibi

Kykakacha - Otyken

Sugar - Youngjae

(empty) - OuiOui

i tag @everlasting-beg @saltydornishman @sickaddiktions @clgzb @ohshitthisbloghasothercolors and anyone else that's still in the mood to share their wrappeds lol. no pressure tho

[gcldfanged]

they're looking a little worse for wear as they clamber down from the nearby rooftop, hair all tousled and some new bruising marking their knuckles, but at least they're on time for once. boots hit the concrete with a dull thump, and byan turns to face jae-hyo, swiping the back of their hand under their still bleeding nose with a huff.

" last guy didn't wanna pay up, "ㅤthey explain, wiping the hand against their pants as the other yanks the bag off their shoulder.ㅤ" —or, he didn't wanna deal with me, anyway. dunno if he took offense t' bein' shaken down by a kid or if it had somethin' to do with what i'm wearin', but he was not interested. "ㅤa laugh is exhaled, perhaps holding a touch of bitterness, and the teen rummages around inside their backpack for a moment.ㅤ" he got a good swing in, but i had him on the ground pretty quick. here, "ㅤslapping a thick wad of cash into jae's hand, they're zipping everything back up and sniffling a little in an effort to keep from getting even more blood over the front of their precious pink top.ㅤ" took a little extra off'a him for all the trouble. ...might'a kept some of it for myself, but i figure i kinda earned it. "

Jae-hyo mulls over his cigarette, turning at the sound of his little helper's shoes hitting the asphalt.

"Woah, what the shit?" he asks, looking concerned as the kid sniffled and handed the collection money over.

"Goddamn Leesang, that FUCKER-"

He kicks his heel against a nearby dumpster, clearly pissed off. The man had been acting like a weasel for the past month and he'd be fucking stupid to start roughing up someone under Yoon's protection- Even if they weren't fully initiated, he was supposed to pay up on time, like usual.

Worrying his lower lip between his teeth, he sighs and runs a hand through his hair in frustration.

"This is the absolute last thing I fuckin' need right now..." he growls, stuffing the money into the inside pocket of his coat. He does pull a handkerchief from the back pocket of his slacks, motions for Byan to come closer.

"C'mon, lemmee take a look."

He'd definitely been hit, but it didn't look like a break. The bridge of the nose looked still intact, if bruised near where the kid's right nostril met the rest of his cheek.

"I'm gonna chop his nuts off and feed 'em to those dogs he keeps beatin' for the fights," Jae promises, gingerly pressing the folded square of soft cotton beneath Byan's bloodied nose.

"Y'know I'm the last person who'd harp on your fashion choices, but that's just the kinda guys we gotta deal with. Even I can't..." he trails off, not wanting to have to voice the limitations they were constrained by. If they had to posture and show off how 'tough guy' they were, that's just what they had to do. Because the alternative was far worse than simply acting like a chump to ensure someone else's fragile masculinity stayed intact.

[gcldfanged]

Jae laughs, a quick bark of genuine amusement.

"And here I'd thought being tailored for a bespoke suit and having a four-figure paycheck had made you forget about where you came from," he sighs, pushing onto his splayed knees to take a standing position again.

Reno was a creature of impulse. Whenever the mood struck, it really didn’t matter who was there tagging along for the ride. Much like a raggedy alley cat wandering the streets it thought it owned, his moods could shift from playful to aloof at the drop of a hat.

Jae normally liked cats. Had Reno come along his way in another lifetime, he probably would have beat the crap out of him with a broom.

"You know, this makes me all nostalgic. See, back when Wall Market was run by a much better man rather than an oversized perverted toddler- Well... I actually don't know how much about where you were at the time, but things were pretty good. Saburo wasn’t actually head for all that long and even though everyone you'd ask would've sworn up and down that he’s the man, they didn’t always think that. He won that seat by the skin of his teeth and nearly died doing it. So he becomes head, but there’s still people who aren’t too keen on it — especially since he’s got notions that some people figured were a bit old-fashioned."

Yoon crooks an arm and splays his fingers against the decorative facing of a cup noodle vending machine, tilting his head and looking off into some far-away distance back when shit made sense in the city of sin.

"Aside from the guys that backed Saburo, the two main guys that were in play were Leesang, the second-hand of the guy Saburo won over, and Choi, one of the old guard. Leesang and his group figured they could still hold on to some of what they had before and Choi’s bunch of oldies were the sort that weren’t too keen on any new, young guys coming into power what with them always wanting to change things. Didn’t matter who you were, if you weren’t them, you were just doing it wrong. That didn’t keep them from constantly picking one side or another just to muck with things, though."

The annoyance in his voice is obvious when it came to mentioning Choi and his men, all wrinkled and shriveled up has-beens with faces like a chicken's asshole.

"Now, I didn’t like Leesang because he was the one guy that wasn’t holding to the old ways. Didn’t like the way Saburo wanted to go back with us swearing the old oaths and being bros and shit. And though he was sticking with it publicly, the only brothers he was gonna benefit were the ones who were best at kissing his ass. Choi’s group was even worse. They were just of buncha oldies that were so strung up on spite, they couldn’t do everyone a favor and just die. They liked getting their jollies by making everyone else land in shit."

He glances up at Reno from beneath dark lashes, eyelids falling to half mast with the same lazy intensity a tiger's might before it decides stuffing you in it's jaws might be fun.

"I know for a fact that your never ran with Wall Market's own personal octogenarian club, but man does your general attitude remind me of them. Kinda like you just look down your nose on anyone who's not a part of your special little retiree mah-jong circle."

Reno washed his hands of the evidence. A ghastly mess of mashed banana and peanut butter was scraped and thoroughly soaped up thrice before both the smell and sticky sensation was rid of beneath his finger nails. Why he was the only one that had to clean up, Reno had no idea. Maybe Rude didn't want to get leather gloves dirty with food when soiling them with blood was a better alternative, or perhaps he still did not understand the joys of pulling pranks on fellow ShinRa employees.

Someone was going to get their ass wet with unpleasantness, and Reno's only regret was he would not be around in person to witness his prank come to fruition. He washed up, took a leak, washed again, and then stepped out of the men's bathroom with a fresh tune moving past his pursed lips. Two plain faced office workers steered clear, and Reno traveled down the flight of stairs to the next level where rows of ShinRa friendly vending machines lied in humming wait. ID badge was flashed in front of the sensor to one of the machines, and it was not long before the hall was filled with the smell of hot coffee.

Gemstone eyes were focused on the odd serenity of the foam cup being filled with ebony fluid when motion flashed in his peripheral. The machine flashed a pixelated thank you. It went ignored in favoured of watching. . whatever the hell Jae was doing. While Reno felt no animosity towards him, the sudden and sick urge to toss the coffee in his face presented. Fortunately, the malicious thought was ignored. A snort formed like broiling water, and he turned his attention away, briefly, in order to pick up the warm cup of coffee.

(  ❛  Coming into work drunk, or do you really want some of this? ❜  )

Reno pressed his side against the brightly lit machine, brought the rim of the cup to his lips, and blew air to scatter the mesmerizing stream of steam.

(  ❛  You look like a cosmo-rat. ❜  )

jae slavic squats in front of reno, taunting him. @gcldfanged         (   is this a love confession, jae ?  )

[bitchburita]

THEME: !Date Night!

Lee Sang From IMFACT k-pop group.

[whenmusicsounds]

“It’s chaotic next door”

[thatsagreatpainting]

[grafikoa]

[kpopfan861]

[kidolcelebs]

[besosforpesos]

Jihyo singing Leesang’s  “Turned off the TV” got me depressed too... Does she still miss him? 

[livinglifeonpause]

[whenmusicsounds]

IMFACT COMEBACK???? WE LOVE TO SEE IT!!!!!

The digital single will be released April 21st

The mini album will be released April 28th