It blows my mind that I have to say this but here goes nothing. I have noticed that there are people still rping Jonghyun. I think that doing that is incredibly disrespectful and I can’t wrap my mind around why they think it is OK. I am not going to tell these people how to rp but I am putting this out there for everyone to see. If you rp Jonghyun please unfollow me as I will not interact with you. Also I will probably not interact with those who do interact with the people who are still using Jonghyun’s face. I have no interest in arguing my opinion on this and if you feel the need I will not be upset if I lose followers.

“You remind me of”... Finish it in my ask.

kamimashikana:

He gave a quick shrug of his shoulders at her laughter as his own lips stretched into a small, pleased grin. At least she found him somewhat humorous. Taking another sip from his cup as she spoke again. “She would have me go even if it wasn’t lessened, though.” Giving a small shake of his head as a short chuckle left his lips. “Really though, halmeoni, if you want me over for dinner more, you’ll have to include something I can eat on the menu. I can’t handle human food every day.” A fake upset and disgusted expression taking over his face as his hand gave a few light pats to his stomach. 

“She does have that kind of power..” Mika nodded slowly. She knew it was due to her nature rather than anything supernatural but Hana’s pouty face had always seemed to be pretty persuasive. “Anyway, fine. Since my birthday is coming up, shall we have you over for some steaks? I promise yours will be extra bloody.” Now that she had leaned comfortably against a loveseat facing him, the corner of her lips quirked up as an idea popped in her mind. “A good occasion to introduce your.. um, newly beloved?”

“Don’t say sorry” Her eyebrows knitted as she wrapped her arms around him. She knew that if it was not absolutely necessary he would not be spending that much time at work. “I’ll get you something to drink and leave you to rest, okay?”

kamimashikana:

A short chuckle left his lips as he shook his head. “Were my grandmother actually older than me, but I have you beat by a few hundred years.” He smirked as he took another sip from his coffee cup, “Yes, blood. In your house, halmeoni,” shaking the cup at her slightly. “Did you think this was actually coffee?” Lips stretching into a large, mischievous grin.

At that, she burst right into laughter. She couldn’t decide which was more amusing, the fact that a to-go cup of blood existed or that the several hundred years old vampire looked so nonchalant about it sitting on her couch clad in clothing any other human in their late twenties would be in. “Fine, no macaroni for you then. Hana probably will make you go to the store to buy more if she finds out her share has lessened anyway.”

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An almost disgusted expression takes over his face. “Yahh, halmeoni— You’re joking right? Unless that’s code for ‘bag of blood’, I’ll pass.. This is why I never come over for dinner, you’ll try to feed me something like that to make me heavy and sick.”

She knew that he was not meant to eat human food but it has become an instinct to shove whatever food in hand when someone is hungry. “A bag of blood? In my house?” She gasped, hand over her chest as she played along. “And aren’t you supposed to humor your grandmother?”