My OOC| Please read if you want to rp with me:

I am a seme, but I will uke as well.

I do mostly 3rd pov in para,  multi para, and/or novella, 1st detailed but not very offend. 

I spend about 95% of my time online... because I'm logged into both my phone and laptop. The other 5% I'm sleeping.

I'm 19 years old. So if you are under 16 don't ask me to  , you fetus child. 

is a must: 
Likes:  Rough , toys, , ,  denial, spanking, public , whipping/flogging, fluffly lovey y, slow passionate. 

Dislikes: Crossdressing (I'm sorry I can not put Jihoon in ladies clothing), Blood play, Wax (get wax close to him and you will be so fast you just don't even know), Knife play, stuffing weird thing up Jackson.. Just no. claps (I can't stand those..), pet play, 

I'm not a grammar cop, but at least know how to use it. If you reply doesn't make any sense I won't even reply to it. 
 

I will not reply if you give me a oneliner. Okay? Okay~

I know it may seem like I'm mean but I'm really nice!! I love to chat so feel free to do so~ <3 
 

Sample: (I don't always have to reply/rp like this. I can do one paragraph as well)

 

Jihoon has been off doing whatever and the Zico had wanted him to do that day. Now that the day was over he was going to grab a few drinks at club with some of his 'friends' then head back home. Today job had him wearing a suit, his shoulder length blonde hair pulled back into three pony tales which make a Mohawk down his head. He looked rather sharp so he decided to leave the suit on and head over to his buddies. After a few drinks his buddies decided to head off to find something to play with. "Aish." Jihoon groaned getting up. 

He head off to the bathroom not really wanting to be a part of their little session, maybe he'd get lucky this time and they wouldn't find anyone they wanted. He walked into one of the stoles and closed the lid to the toilet before sitting down on it. Pulling out his phone he checked over some e-mails and other things before standing up again. He lifted the seat and ed his pants. "P.O" One of his buddies called walking into the bathroom, "We got ourselves a pretty one." He chuckled darkly before leaving again. "Poor kid." Jihoon sighed to himself finishing up his business and heading out to wash his hands. Walking out of the bathroom Jihoon walked over to the bar taking two shots before he had to go witness whatever his friends where doing now.

When P.O walked up to the VIP booth he couldn't help but have a discuses look on his face. He watched as they all grabbed at the thin dark haired boys body. "Yah." He growled in his deep voice. "Have some respect for the kid." He shook his head plopping down in the seat of course his friends ignoring him. Jihoon tried to look away from what was happening infront of him but he just couldn't. His eyes locked on the thin boy trying to give him an apologetic look for what was going to happen but he was sure it failed. "Sorry kid." He mumbled lowly no one hearing him. 

He waved over one of the waitress grabbing a drink off her tray then shooing her before someone grabbed her. He chugged the drink quickly setting the glass down on the table. "Why aren't you join, P.O?" One of the guys asked making Jihoon look at him. Jihon quirked a thick brow and looked back at HyungSeok. "Because he doesn't want it." He said calmly his eyes never leaving Hyungseok again. He watched as one of his sleeves got pushed back. His eyes scanned over the marks of past abuse. "Hey hey hey, boys. I think thats enough. Let the kid go. There are plenty of people here who are more then willing to get gang by you s." He shifted in his seat starting to get a little angry at how they where treating him. 

 

Plots:
 

/whispers/ I like a lot.