hi, everyone! this iliya (she / her, 21) and i offer you my girl daji! i’m totally down to write and brainstorm for anything, plots or connections. discussions can be done over ims but i’m also willing to provide my discord id! i should also note that i’m a bit new to tumblr rp, so please be patient with me and daji! ^^;
and with that aside, i’ll be providing a short rundown on who daji is and a small connections list that i’ll expand on when her dossier is up! so leave a like if you want me to slide in your ims to plot!
juliette cai, beijing’s beloved peking opera actress and martial artist marries xu liwei, a rather controversial figure in beijing’s political scene. a scoop of a times for a marriage only done out of power.
in 2003, juliette and liwei welcomed their first child. a big disappointment for liwei as he wanted a son to take his place. juliette longed for a daughter— an extension of herself and her legacy; daji, she was named. a girl destined for greater things.
liwei’s disdain and bitterness grew. neglecting and taking out his anger on juliette and daji, and so the mother and daughter flee to south korea.
daji grew up under the watchful eye of her mother who homeschooled her as they were being followed by liwei’s men. it was only until daji was 16 when she was finally enrolled at a local high school but at the condition that she must learn how to defend herself.
she grew up rebellious, defiant— violent. her mother doesn’t exactly like the sudden change, but as they say: the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree, the indifference permeates her being. she’s got quite the reputation at yeonhwa, but who says she doesn’t wear it like a badge of honor?
ⓘ ⠀image.ᐟ
everyone’s got mixed opinions on daji: you’ll hear about how eloquent and intelligent she is, then how she’s not to be crossed or even acknowledged as they see her as a delinquent.
for the most part, daji can be nice! she’s willing to lend a helping hand, standing up for those who can’t, generous, and even hardworking. she really doesn’t bite.
unless she has a bone to pick with you, she’s got the sharpest tongue and an iron fist (literally). daji is not afraid to start fights with anyone, she couldn't care less if it sends her to the nurse’s office.
that same grit is also what helps her get through her boxing matches. from her years of training, her coach admires her determination and strength to go on even if she’s beaten up.
ⓘ ⠀wanted connections.ᐟ
childhood friend: the child daji would often cry secretly, afraid to be seen, whenever her trainings get tough. much to her futile wishes, your muse caught her moping. oblivious to the child daji, that encounter led her to have a friend akin to an older sibling from another womb.
the close companion: in the nightlife that never gets quiet, she finds a momentary comfortable silence. with daji and your muse fleeing from the clamors and exploring new worlds beneath; they found many things in common. 3,4, 5…? She lost count.
the summer fling: in the summer, daji would eventually cross paths with your muse. they were her escape; a fling for the summer. nothing ever sparked between them, the nights spent in their room were an exception, until she disappeared from their life— poof, gone without a trace.
the accidental friend: it was a fine afternoon and daji just had to ruin it for your muse with her untimely clumsiness. the catastrophic meeting was your muse’s precious films drenched in her piping hot coffee. she obviously had to compensate: being their muse for a day. they oddly hit it off as they spent time together.
the archenemy (?): daji just had to be tangled in a conflict with your muse in a dive bar. she finds them a good-for-nothing asshole and they find her nosy. wordlessly, it was sworn in the stars that they should never meet again, but why do they find ceasefire in between their cigarette breaks?
iliya’s notes: we’re also open to brainstorm other connections! we can always think of a new one or take inspiration from this list. we look forward to plotting with you! <3
so i know i haven’t been keeping up with dms, threads, and plotting as much and i sincerely apologize for dipping! uni work has been keeping me busy so i haven’t gotten the time to come on and catch up. i’ll be reaching out to those i haven’t responded to in a while so please let me know through ims or leave a like! TT
if you also want to start a new thread or connect with daji, or my other two muses: sora and alon, i’m totally down to brainstorm!
hi everyone, it’s iliya (gmt +8, she / her) back again with alon, the pride and joy of the filipino pageantry scene! more info under the cut and as always, if you’re down to plot, leave a like so i can come in your ims and feel free to add me on discord: foirbode!
ⓘ ⠀tl;dr!
alona corazon cortez was born into royalty— quite literally and figuratively. her grandmother, her aunt, and mother were all beauty queens who dominated the pageantry scene. think miss world, miss universe, and miss earth.
as a result, she was exposed to pageantry at a young age and was expected to follow her mother’s footsteps. started in school pageants when she was 13, but was trained way earlier under the tutelage of the three most important women in her life.
alona is the darling of the stage and academics: intelligent, charming, always the crowd favorite and never ever second place. it was always first or nothing— everyone and their mothers expected nothing less; the next queen in the making.
they all wanted the best for alona, putting her in the best schools that money could get her into. initially wanting to settle for de la salle university, her parents put her in yeonhwa due to its prestige.
as much as she loves pageantry, she’s been wanting to break free from that. the money and title never brought her much joy the way acting did. she’s been into theatre, looking up to figures like rachelle ann go, lani misalucha, celeste legazpi, janella salvador, and lea salonga.
she still joins pageants whenever she gets signed up for it. local gossip sites are saying that she might be in the line-up for Miss Universe Philippines, representing her hometown: Bohol.
she isn’t exactly one to talk about her family background. she lives a relatively low-profile life and prays no one knows her or her family while she’s in yeonhwa. she’d rather that she keeps it that way.
ⓘ ⠀personality & image!
may sound snobby and pretentious. she gets that all the time, especially during class or when she speaks about the things she likes such as board games and trading cards.
she’s actually nice?!? the classic humble, friendly, caring, and bubbly friend. quite technically the mom friend who would buy or cook food for anyone and everyone. (she swears by her filipino style spaghetti and kare-kare!)
like a true mom friend, she can be a listening ear and gives out advice to those who need it. can and will possibly throw hands to those who did her friends wrong. she loves her friends dearly.
ⓘ ⠀plots & connections!
there really is no specifics when it comes to alon’s wanted connections, so i’m open to brainstorming casual and lore-vital connections. we can always take inspo from this list!
hey hey, it’s iliya (she / her, gmt+8) again with a new sacrificial lamb: ryu sora / julia ryu: the mirrorball. leave a like if you want to plot, i’ll hit up your ims or if you prefer discord, i’ll send you my discord id.
i’m still currently working on her and daji’s dossier, so here’s a quick glimpse on julia under the cut.
ⓘ ⠀the basics.ᐟ
trigger warning: mentions of death (drowning).
born and was briefly raised in jeju, but was essentially a suitcase child due to the nature of her father’s job as a sought-out marine biologist. spent her childhood going back and forth with her mother between france and south korea.
moving a lot means temporary home, temporary connections. with no siblings, sora always felt alone. constantly being on the move made it even worse.
displayed a strong affinity for water at an early stage, becoming a swimmer full of promise and olympic potential.
her maternal grandmother was a haenyo and that got her into the sport. she had also wanted to become a haenyo as well.
obstacles in life had turned her aside from that path. on her way to the beach where her grandmother works, a storm hit— strong currents made it difficult and so she couldn’t save the woman who she looked up to.
sora blames herself for it, so much so it led to her quitting the swim team and went on a hiatus. the one thing that could console her only brought her so much grief.
had only gotten back into swimming during her first year in yeonhwa and has adjusted back into it. one of yeonhwa’s best, if not, greatest swimmers.
ⓘ ⠀image.ᐟ
friendly, always down to meet new people; always has its “buts”. quick to make new friends, also quick to drop them like hot potato when she feels that they are sick of her.
like a mirrorball, she’s always a reflection of everything that everyone expects her to be. she’s constantly putting on a show— and she’s slowly getting tired of it.
she’s a different person to everyone she meets. she’s sweet to some, a snob to the others but try and get to know her a little better.
ⓘ ⠀wanted connections.ᐟ
the childhood friend: they both knew it would be the start of a wild adventure when their eyes met while hiding under the buffet table with their mouths stuffed with cake at a classmate’s birthday. since then, sora and your muse had become inseparable and were causing havoc within the birthday’s venue.
an old flame: the angry stomping from the hallway came from sora, banging on your muse’s door, telling them to quiet down as it was 3 AM and all they did was blast music from their speakers. the pair swore that they didn’t want to see each other again after that interaction. much to their unfortunate surprise, they had the same classes and clubs in university. they’ve been butting heads since then and until now, still eager to one up each other.
the best friend: the nightlife never gets too quiet and in a speakeasy bar where most students gather to dance the night away. sora and your muse often meet up in said bar as the latter was one of her closest friends and source of gossip.
iliya’s notes: as always, we can always think of a new one or take inspiration from this list. we look forward to plotting with you! <3
We know it sounds repetitive at this point, but when we first opened we never imagined the community would grow into what it is today. Thank you for your continued support, creativity, and dedication to making this space thrive. We’re so grateful to everyone who has been with us since the very beginning, and to all the new faces who have joined along the way.
For the three month anniversary, we’re introducing the Scrapbook Meme. Think of it as a keepsake for your muse: fragments, doodles, and little memories gathered from their time at Yeonhwa so far. By reblogging this post, you’re opening the door for others to send you emojis from the prompt list, and you can answer however you’d like: through writing, headcanons, edits, moodboards, whichever way you’d like. It’s open-ended and meant to be as creative as you want!
This meme will run from September 20th to October 4th, which will give you about 3 weeks to reblog. If you choose to participate, please ensure that you send a question to everyone who has reblogged the post as well, whether this be on your character’s account or on anon. Once again, thank you so much for the amazing three months and we hope you have fun with this meme!
📸 — A candid photo or photos.
🧸 — A doodle or margin note they’d make.
🍜 — A favorite food memory worth recording.
💌 — A letter to your “day one” self.
🖇️ — A receipt, object, or little thing you’d keep as a memento.
🌙 — A late-night moment you’d scribble down.
📝 — A secret written and then crossed out.
📷 — A snapshot of your favorite campus spot.
🎂 — A wish written for the next three months.
☕ — A drink order that defines you right now.
💡 — A random idea or half-thought scribbled down.
✨ — A memory that feels like a movie scene.
🐇 — A superstition, ritual, or lucky charm.
💤 — A dream or daydream you’d jot down.
🔮 — A prediction for what’s next.
🕊️ — A page that feels blank. Describe why.
✈️ — Something that made you feel far from home.
🏠 — Something that made you feel at home.
🥂 — A celebration.
📂 — Something you’d want to hide between the pages.
🧷 — A messy scrap, something torn or crumpled.
🍭 — A small indulgence or guilty pleasure.
📍 — A map, doodle, or set of directions to somewhere important.
📮 — A letter you’d never send.
🎁 — A gift from someone.
💭 — A freeform slot. Sender can come up with their own prompt!
“...daji?” the familiar voice rings out in the silence.
he was always right behind daji despite every stupid little thing she does. not that there was any issue with it, it’s just the mere fact that wonsik always had something to say. it was said that every rule-breaker always has the voice of reason trailing behind them, daji wasn’t exempt from it.
daji couldn’t understand how he seemed to worry about her all the time. he had been doing so since they were children. a sigh of defeat escapes her lips, swimming back to shore.
“yah! what are you doing here? shouldn’t you be asleep by now?”
she knows better than to yell; the man would jump out of his skin even with the littlest of scares that she does. daji waded out of the water, picking up the towel and clothes she had left on the shore after her little escape.
“you shouldn't even be here... just go back to your room, sik. i’ll be fine here.”
“this is the third time your professor has called about you… seriously, you need to stop defacing your father’s nameplate and photo.”
And after everything the man did, she still has the heart to defend him. As much as I love you mom, it’s just not right when you keep doing this. I stare at your text, type out a message and end up deleting it.
“Even if you hate him, he’s still your father. He put you here for a reason and you are not to embarrass him, could you just be nice? Please?”
But what good is being nice when the school itself is just as bad as dad was… but who am I kidding? Do I have to play nice just to be free of whatever this is? I don’t think I want to be a puppet on strings— I don’t think I want any of this at all… me being the embarrassment is one thing, but it’s much more humiliating to be related to him.
I’m sorry, mama… but sticking to him means losing my freedom. I long for the strings to be cut— I no longer wish to be a puppet on strings.
𓂃 ࣪˖ 💬 hey, you reached daji! please leave a message after the beep!
daji’s phone details: a lilac samsung a55 model with a clear case and a few trinkets; a holographic foil deadpool magic the gathering card, movie tickets, stickers that she buys from art fairs, spare cash, and old convenience store receipts.
are they lurkers or actively engaging?
always a lurker, unless she’s got something to say. she reads the groupchat but doesn’t really contribute; if she does, it’s a whole string of messages or she can be a woman of a few words.
what is your muse’s favorite and least favorite app?
she doesn’t have a favorite app, but she’s always glued to her comic apps (DC Universe Infinite, Marvel Unlimited) and youtube premium because she can finally listen to video essays uninterrupted. as for her least favorite, it’d probably be snapchat. call her a hater but the people she has on that app were the ones who peaked in high school...
does your muse use their real name and image online?
uses her english name venka on all platforms she’s on. her profile photos are rarely changed and if she does change them, it’s her favorite videogame characters like lady from devil may cry. tiktok and pinterest profile photo is lili from tekken.
what time of day are they mostly active?
she’s mostly active at night when she can wind down. daji tends to shut off her phone or put it on dnd whenever she works on projects or assigned homework. if you see her status as online from 12 AM to 4 AM, no you don’t. <3
what app on their phone is the most embarrassing or least expected?
hands down, it’s block blast. as much as she denies playing it, she never deletes it because she thinks it comes in handy; boring lectures? block blast. waiting for the bus? block blast. an excuse not to pay attention to wonsik when he’s mad at her? block blast! she does find it entertaining and no matter what anyone says, she finds it challenging.
how does your muse decide what / what not to post on social media?
daji rarely ever posts anything on social media, only ever logging in once or twice a month just to let her brother and a few friends from home know that she’s still very much alive and kicking. she never really thinks about what to post, she barely touches her social media apps anyway.
other things!
fyp: a mix of brainrot, comic book commentaries and news, scalingstories content (guilty), recipes, edits of nightwing and redhood, edits of kota miura, the sane side of booktok, and kota miura. daji built that fyp brick for brick and she’s very much proud of it.
lock screen and home screen: obviously too much of a nerd judging by her spider-punk lock screen. after losing in a bet, her set wallpaper is a photo of wonsik— not that it’s a big deal, daji just couldn’t be assed to change it.
what’s in their notes app: long forgotten shopping lists, a list of her opponents’points for her POI’s, and a list of wonsik’s medication for emergencies. Often times it’s just stupid things she’s ever thought of in class, no further elaborations on that.
hi, everyone! this iliya (she / her, 21) and i offer you my girl daji! i’m totally down to write and brainstorm for anything, plots or connections. discussions can be done over ims but i’m also willing to provide my discord id! i should also note that i’m a bit new to tumblr rp, so please be patient with me and daji! ^^;
and with that aside, i’ll be providing a short rundown on who daji is and a small connections list that i’ll expand on when her dossier is up! so leave a like if you want me to slide in your ims to plot!
juliette cai, beijing’s beloved peking opera actress and martial artist marries xu liwei, a rather controversial figure in beijing’s political scene. a scoop of a times for a marriage only done out of power.
in 2003, juliette and liwei welcomed their first child. a big disappointment for liwei as he wanted a son to take his place. juliette longed for a daughter— an extension of herself and her legacy; daji, she was named. a girl destined for greater things.
liwei’s disdain and bitterness grew. neglecting and taking out his anger on juliette and daji, and so the mother and daughter flee to south korea.
daji grew up under the watchful eye of her mother who homeschooled her as they were being followed by liwei’s men. it was only until daji was 16 when she was finally enrolled at a local high school but at the condition that she must learn how to defend herself.
she grew up rebellious, defiant— violent. her mother doesn’t exactly like the sudden change, but as they say: the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree, the indifference permeates her being. she’s got quite the reputation at yeonhwa, but who says she doesn’t wear it like a badge of honor?
ⓘ ⠀image.ᐟ
everyone’s got mixed opinions on daji: you’ll hear about how eloquent and intelligent she is, then how she’s not to be crossed or even acknowledged as they see her as a delinquent.
for the most part, daji can be nice! she’s willing to lend a helping hand, standing up for those who can’t, generous, and even hardworking. she really doesn’t bite.
unless she has a bone to pick with you, she’s got the sharpest tongue and an iron fist (literally). daji is not afraid to start fights with anyone, she couldn't care less if it sends her to the nurse’s office.
that same grit is also what helps her get through her boxing matches. from her years of training, her coach admires her determination and strength to go on even if she’s beaten up.
ⓘ ⠀wanted connections.ᐟ
childhood friend: the child daji would often cry secretly, afraid to be seen, whenever her trainings get tough. much to her futile wishes, your muse caught her moping. oblivious to the child daji, that encounter led her to have a friend akin to an older sibling from another womb.
the close companion: in the nightlife that never gets quiet, she finds a momentary comfortable silence. with daji and your muse fleeing from the clamors and exploring new worlds beneath; they found many things in common. 3,4, 5…? She lost count.
the summer fling: in the summer, daji would eventually cross paths with your muse. they were her escape; a fling for the summer. nothing ever sparked between them, the nights spent in their room were an exception, until she disappeared from their life— poof, gone without a trace.
the accidental friend: it was a fine afternoon and daji just had to ruin it for your muse with her untimely clumsiness. the catastrophic meeting was your muse’s precious films drenched in her piping hot coffee. she obviously had to compensate: being their muse for a day. they oddly hit it off as they spent time together.
the archenemy (?): daji just had to be tangled in a conflict with your muse in a dive bar. she finds them a good-for-nothing asshole and they find her nosy. wordlessly, it was sworn in the stars that they should never meet again, but why do they find ceasefire in between their cigarette breaks?
iliya’s notes: we’re also open to brainstorm other connections! we can always think of a new one or take inspiration from this list. we look forward to plotting with you! <3
