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eunji ♡

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a starter for @bexalice~

was it a stupid idea for the two girls to go through the haunted house, knowing they aren’t good at digesting such jumpscares? maybe. maybe not, who really knows.

but, eunji has no regrets as they walk through the dark rooms, arms linked with one another as their feets dragged across the floors. “we have to walk fast so we’re not easy targets for the actors.” she stated, her tone full of humor as they already got spooked a few seconds ago from the previous room. her head turned to examine their surroundings, eyes squinting to adjust to the darkness that consumed them. there was nothing more fun than running around and screaming at the top of their lungs whenever someone jumped out.

“if we keep walking so slow, we’ll never get out of here.” even though her legs felt weak from all the surprises, her heart beating with anticipation. it almost felt like she had to be strong for the other young woman, she wasn’t as scared but that didn’t stop her from jolting and laughing the embarrassment away. “and we can’t run, because i know my dumb self will run into a wall.”

alice kim was not a brave person. unfortunately, she was naturally curious. so when she'd heard about the haunted house, it wasn't a desire to go so much as a compulsive need. perhaps part of it was as simple as not wanting to be left out - sure, she only did the bare minimum at school and that left little time for festivities, but when her mother had heard the haunted house was hosted by sr media, she'd given her enthusiastic blessing for alice to attend.

whatever the case, alice was relieved to have found a partner in her fear - one kang eunji. it wasn't that eunji was exactly the type alice felt could protect her - in fact, alice had something like five cm on the girl. but it felt a little less scary, not being alone, and a lot more fun.

she let out a giggle at the girl's words. "I don't think I can run properly in these shoes anyway." she admitted, squeezing the hands in both of hers.

wait.

her eyes traveled from her left hand to eunji, as expected, but who was holding her right? too afraid to look, she tightened her grip on the other hand and leaned toward her companion, whispering. "unnie, who's holding my other hand?"

#eunjibe #♡ ˙ ˖ ✧ — so… do you wanna be best friends? ¦ threads .#be:boobash #this is so late i am so so sorry #also my initial thought was it being an actor trying to spook them #but it could also be a lost kid or smth

idolsgeneration

#my daughter is so prettyyyy #♡ ˙ ˖ ✧ — a star painted with a left hand ¦ visuals .#getting to plotting messages now but slowly

Aesthetic: Halloween 2022

Alice goes to Boo Bash as a broken doll, inspired by a childhood memory of breaking a doll belonging to her father. He wasn't terribly upset except that she'd gotten hurt, but the memory of the pretty blonde doll all in pieces was enough that she never made a similar mistake again.

Alice wears a wig of golden ringlets, a pink babydoll dress, ball joint illusion tights, pink lip gloss, and a broken doll makeup look, complete with white liner, pronounced lashes, and cracks throughout the face. Not pictured are her shoes, pink Mary Janes to match her dress.

#be:boobash

It had been a rather nice celebration. Sure, Alice had been a little jealous of all the cool things trainees had gotten to do, from putting together the haunted house the murder mystery event, and of course the performances. Her time was coming, though, her mother kept telling her. She was ready when it did.

Turning to the person beside her, she watched as the fireworks lit up their features. It was good lighting, she thought to herself, so she might as well ask.

"Can you please get a picture of me with fireworks in the background? I think it'll look really cool!" She explained, holding out her phone, the camera app already open.

#be:open-starter #be:boobash #♡ ˙ ˖ ✧ — so… do you wanna be best friends? ¦ threads .#listen... i know i owe random starters but they are hard to write pls take this as an offering

yuji ♡

a starter for @bexalice !! lost & found

yuji’s half invested with the tutorial she’s watching on tiktok, and the other half paying attention to what’s going on around her. she’s taking a minor rest, idly scrolling through tiktok as she lounges on a bench for a moment. she’s been exhausted with training lately, her body not used to the immense amount of physical labor she does day in and day out. doesn’t help she overworks herself at the hostel too– but that’s a problem for a different day.

getting bored with the tutorial, she swipes up to see what else is loading for her for you page, chancing a glance up around her. there are a couple people milling about, some walking to and from their chosen destinations. yuji people watches for a moment, the looping sound of music in her ear as she observes. she’s just about to shift her attention back to her phone as a girl passes by her– only for yuji’s eyes to catch something falling off the girl’s belongings and onto the cement; blinking at it, then at the girl, yuji pushes off the bench to reach out and pick up the item. it’s a keychain of a girl, with a microphone and a cute, flashy outfit; something out of one of those idol animations, one that reminds her of– oh! wait! she holds it closer to her face, letting out a hum of recognition. head snapping up to the girl, yuji moves to catch up with her, calling out. “ah, excuse me! miss? you dropped something!”

alice is enjoying her day, more or less. she’d been busy - of course, she had her lessons - dance from 7:30-11, vocal from 12-2, and acting from 2:30-5. she was on her way back to the dance studio to practice for a solo dance she’d been given in the studio’s upcoming showcase, not paying much mind to what was going on around her. she liked to imagine she was a model on a runway while she walked, strutting her stuff and causing the brand who’d been fortunate enough to hire her to sell out of the pieces she wore. of course, that was a ways off from reality - she might eventually model, but she’d have to become a trainee first, then debut.

alice’s thoughts were interrupted by someone - a girl, with silky black hair and features carefully chosen by the gods. she pauses, head tilting as she examines the charm that she’d apparently dropped. “ah, thank you! she’sone of my favorites.” she says with a smile, holding her hand out expectantly, until a small detail catches her eye, turning the smile to a frown. “oh no - the chain is broken. you wouldn’t know how to fix it, would you, unnie?” she asks, look pleading. she rather liked the keychain, and would be devastated to throw it out.

#beyuji #♡ ˙ ˖ ✧ — so… do you wanna be best friends? ¦ threads .#it's perf tysm ♡

imnayeons

REAL ME WITH WONYOUNG

#♡ ˙ ˖ ✧ — a star painted with a left hand ¦ visuals .#ill be on tomorrow to plot and stuff!!

♡ komi ♡

It was Kokomi’s day off, for the first time in all too long. Initially, she had planned on spending the day doing nothing more than lounging around on the couch while watching the sappiest drama her streaming services had to offer. But, she all too quickly found her plans being thrown out of the window when her brother decided to appear with a small gaggle of his friends. Kokomi decided to quickly make herself scarce to give the group of boys space.

She had thrown her hair up in a messy bun on her walk to the nearby cafe. She had been a few times and had been dying to try the cake that stared her down from its home inside the glass display case. No better time than the present, she thought to herself while ordering two different flavours. She wasn’t sure how long she planned on staying, so trying both couldn’t be such a bad idea.

Kokomi had settled herself in, eyes closed as she took in the sweetness of the chocolate cake in front of her. She was quickly drawn from her trance at the sound of someone appearing by her. She quickly opened her eyes, giving the girl a wide smile.

“Of course. Please, make yourself comfortable. I’m Komi.”

Alice, pleased by the warm reception, took the seat across from the other girl. Sometimes people could be so cold - she was glad this girl, Komi, wasn’t that way. As much as she understood being approached by a stranger could be off-putting, she’d had brushoffs ranging from coolly polite to outright rude.

“Komi? That’s a cool name! It sounds almost... Japanese? I think? I’m still learning the language, so I’m not sure, but that’s my best guess.” Her education level aside, the name clearly wasn’t Korean in nature, and with a closer look Alice wondered if she hadn’t hit the nail right on the head.

“I’ve always wanted to visit Japan - our cultures are so different, but they have similarities too. Plus the fashion is to die for.”

#bekokomi #♡ ˙ ˖ ✧ — so… do you wanna be best friends? ¦ threads .#she's so annoying i'm so sorry gjdhgjh

tesuena

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#♡ ˙ ˖ ✧ — dancing on my own. ¦ music .#fun fact! despite wanting to be picked up by lime ent alice is an ot3 sugar rush ult #cherish starlie and prizm are other faves tho

who? @bekokomi

when? an early september afternoon

where? a random cafe

It was a typical day for alice. dressed cutely in a pink pinafore, white sailor moon t-shirt, pink mary janes, and white knee socks, she was entering a cafe she frequented. she hummed softly to herself, wondering what she she ought to order that day. perhaps a parfait? Oh, but she’d had that yesterday, and besides, she was feeling more indulgent today, and-

Her train of thought was interrupted as she noticed someone sitting in her usual seat. It wasn’t that she minded much - sure, it was the seat one could most easily see from the street, but that was alright. no, rather, it was that the girl sitting in it was absolutely beautiful.

she ordered an iced latte and strawberry shortcake and approached the table with her best friendly smile.

“hi! i’m alice, and i don’t feel like eating alone today. mind if i sit with you?”

#bekokomi #♡ ˙ ˖ ✧ — so… do you wanna be best friends? ¦ threads .

hi! my name’s doechii with two i’s ruby! i’ll be writing for miss alice kim here. she’s sweet and thoughtful, but also calculated and dramatic. i’ll leave links above the cut and details below it, please come say hi if you’re at all interested in writing with us!