　× brightburn。

basic information.

full name

jeon jeongguk

age

20 years old

date of birth

september 1, 1824

zodiac sign

virgo

species

human

magic

yes

specialty

solar magic

residence

the castle in the sky

romantic information.

r.orientation

biromantic

s.orientation

biual

out of character information.

writing style

detailed

writing length

multi-para, novella

timezone

gmt+10

jeongguk

aesthetics

about me.

He was born in a place where the sun never shined.

Keep looking to the window, to the part of the room where the light pours in. You stole that light, my love, that must be why our city is as bleak as it is. Remember, no matter what happens, these shadows cannot hold you.

Born in a gloomy London hovel, Jeongguk was a rare glimmer of sunshine in the black cloud of his family’s life. For a time he was led through safe passages and bright tunnels, shielded against the violent delights of the world because of rose-tinted, dream-logged glasses; his parents hands positioned over his shining eyes until he was blind with false promises and protection. Blinded to the dearth of their meals, to the days where food didn’t exist altogether; blind to his raggedy threadbare shirts and the shoes littered with holes; blind the hatred that festered in the tiniest nooks and crannies.

tempest whirlwinds that razed Seoul to the ground ‘till ruin gave away to a glittering haven forever out of their reach. He was blind to the tears his mother cried in the quiet of night and his fathers pause outside his bedroom door, like clockwork, respiring deeply before he left for what could barely be called work.

The onslaught of hardship was naught but a tiny dot in Jeongguks dreamy field of vision.

But even that tiny speck could not be snuffed out by his light, as harshly as his parents tried; his eventual pain could only be soothed so much, he could only be cherished so much, until the realities of this world shattered his rose-tinted glasses with but a single circumstance.

The older he grew, the more his vision cleared, a cloth wiping away the pink fog and the multi-headed beast of cruelty lay in patience before him. But cruelty did not touch him as life sparked at his fingertips. A secret only for him. Under his watchful, life grew bigger, brighter, bolder. Bold enough that he felt he could share his secret with those who protected and loved him so fiercely. The glasses slipped, eternally cracked. The fog grew thinner and thinner, the beast only grew bolder, blood slick teeth grinning a ghastly grin at its fated prey. Finally, the fated day, where his father, proud and true, was a heap of blood and viscera, the unfortunate casualty after a feud between father and son. Jeongguks light turned against him. Grief was the vicious mistress of cruelty and Jeongguk had to acknowledge the loss he and his mother would have to endure. His father met his violent end, the shadows finally consuming a part of Jeongguks shining light.

His mother was never the same afterwards. Blight had rotted through the hardwood floors of their modest home, mildew forming in the crevices of water-logged ceilings, but it did not compare to the black mould that festered in his mothers heart henceforth. The lack of glasses exposed Jeongguk to the real world and it was not the light that he had so believed. Jeongguks bleak exposé to the world came to an end when he eventually arrived home to a gruesome vision of violence.

Brokenhearted and gripped by despair, Jeongguk continued to wander aimlessly through the world, mourning the loss of his rose-tinted glasses, heart heavy with self-pity.

The last of Jeongguks light had dwindled, pollution left in its wake, and he knew that he would never be whole again. His youth was a whirlwind, atrophy following him in cruelty’s wake; it seemed that the magical like him, with stars in their eyes and innocence hidden within their hearts, were meant to be ruined, reaped, baubles to be played with from those who deemed themselves normal, those who held the reigns to the beast of cruelty. Even though his spirit was forever scarred by that realisation, Jeongguks will prevailed and it drove him to a path of survival, looping and twisting through thorn-tick forests of brutality until one day, a welcome hand was extended towards his. Something in it strummed a harmonic chord in his otherwise silent heart. A promise of revenge, a promise of hope, a promise of better days for those who deserved it.

jeongguk

aesthetics

quote.

❝

People think it’s an obsession. A compulsion. As if there were an irresistible impulse to act. It’s never been like that. I chose this life. I know what I’m doing. And on any given day, I could stop doing it. Today, however, isn’t that day. And tomorrow won’t be either.

jeongguk

now playing

Rihanna

Towards the Sun

quirks.

likes

gold-coloured trinkets — early mornings — how quiet it can get during the witching hour — the smell of smoke from bonfires and candles — french impressionism — card games — animals, especially dogs — running water — roast pork — fruit tart(favourite being apple, cherry and peach).

dislikes

cold and dreary weather, particularly snow — large crowds — studying, he's much more of a 'do'er than a thinker — mushrooms yuck it's just cooked rubber — the feeling of hunger — the sound of grating metal — chocolate —

quirks

has a broad stance when standing — is a chronic knee bouncer — occasionally picks up the mannerisms of others — is an avid resource guarder, don't touch his food or stuff — fidgets with his coat during awkward, uncomfortable or tense situations — has what is known as the 'thousand yard stare'.

talents

cooking — card tricks and 'magic'— impressionist style painting.

hobbies

training and playing with butters — stargazing — painting — midnight bike rides.

goals

to find stability and a place to call home — to have people he can truely call a friend.

appearance.

hair colour

platinum blonde, previously dark brown but magic has a funny way of affecting things; one of them being his hair.

eye colour

dark brown.

attire

hailing from the early 1800's, jeongguk is a man of rakish flair. after wearing nothing but rags for 19 and a half years, jeongguk was surprised to find a wardrobe befitting a wealthy merchant on his first day in the castle. the majority of his attire consists of slim fitting dark suits with severe lines though he often musses his appearance up to be that of casual coolness. ed shirts, woolen coats, and oxford style shoes are a staple. you will never see him wear a colour that isn't neutral or monochromatic.

tattoos

only one so far, a portrait of the greek god apollo that he draw in the first few months at the castle, spanning the majority of his upper back.

piercings

mirroring multiples on his ears.

scars

magic does not come without it's price, especially solar magic, and jeongguk has the remnants of scars from solar radiation dotting his body. they do fade but the stronger the magic, the worse the scar. there's also the odd mark or two from his time in the streets; his only major scar has mostly faded with time but you can still feel the raised skin if you run your fingers across.

dorm life.

pets

a german shepherd named butters.

decor

don't go into his room.

name

@username

lover.

full name

here

date

here

message

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out of character.

when approaching me to plot

Call me by my character name, saorsa or izzy, idm which one.

When wanting to roleplay with me, please do one of the following: have something in mind / have picked something from the connections room or tag me in a random starter.

Please keep in mind that how and what I write depends on my mood and my current situation irl. I am going to be a slow roleplayer for the next little while since I'm doing my honours year in university and work two jobs. In regards to poking, check out my absolute do not's.

I'm 100% ok with roleplaying and am open to most kinks. I'm not going to bother listing any of Jeongguks here but if you're curious then please ask. I would prefer to not roleplay in public rooms, I'd prefer to take it to the walls, pms or a private room. In relation to Jeongguks uality, specifically his attraction to males, Jeongguk is a switch in situations, just tell me what you'd prefer I do and I'll do it.

When it comes to the SNS side of roleplaying, I prefer to keep it to a minimum wherever possible. This is partially because of my dislike for it(excluding situations where it makes sense plot wise) and partially because Jeongguk, as a character is a texter, a caller, or a social media poster.

the do's when roleplaying

Feel free to ask me for a re-write if you are not satisfied with what you were given. Be polite. If you have a specific idea in mind then please do share with me and I will do my best to incorporate it. Please know that if you do this to me, you give me full permission to do it back.

You are more than welcome to godmod my character in various ways as long as it a.) helps move the story along or b.) makes sense for my character to perform said action in the situation. This does not mean you can control my characters emotions or speech but if you need them to sit down or to fall to the ground after being attacked, then please do so. Please note that I will do this to your character unless you explicitly tell me not too.

Communicate. Communicate. Communicate. It's easy to forget things but if you need a break from the plot, need to change it up or even drop it entirely, then tell me. I may have put on my authority voice for this section but I'm a genuinely nice and incredibly understanding person, I know that muse can change at the drop of a hat. All i ask is that you pm me.

the do not's when roleplaying

Don't poke me unless it's been more than 7 days and I have not updated you as to when I will reply.

Don't give me a one liner more than three times in a row. I understand muse and inspiration wavers but when I get little to no effort from you over and over again, then I will drop the plot without warning. I am ok with waiting longer for a reply if you need it, just let me know first. I'm a super patient person.

Don't pull any mary-sue / gary-stu bs with me. Respond to my reply with context in mind and I will do the same; if my character does something that, in context, is scary / confusing to another person, then react as so. I write my characters a certain way and I expect some sort of respect for that.

hi,

brightburn

@saorsa

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