Drowned world;;

I was left

[chanrimi]

♧fateful reunion♧

[chanrimi]

tjmi·:

chanri·,

ㅡ 

Monet. Monet would paint the calming scenery within TJ’s line sight. He is certain of his even as a figure appears over the slope in tandem with each of his steps.

“Chanri ㅡ” his lips purse into a thin line. “Ah. I totally knew it was you…” He has no choice other than to sink into the delicate wooden bench, allowing enough room between them. “Do you really want an art piece? I’ll just do it for free, you know.”

“I don’t give a shit about the art piece.” She looks at him with a kind of passive fury, refusing to allow her hurt to spill over the edge. For a moment Chan-ri turns away from him, refusing to look into his eyes as she too takes a seat on the bench. Merely deciding to focus on the water in front of them. It’s been so long, and too much has changed. Suddenly she feels as if this was a mistake: ‘what if he’s a different person now?’ ‘What if he says no?”

Cold lips speak cold words. “My father was murdered just after we..broke up -- I’m sure you heard.” Her tone is cool but her brain is on fire, images of the case files sneak into her mind --she had too many questions and not enough answers. The adults around her only seemed frustrated by her presence, they were tired of nagging, of her sleeping outside the station in nothing but a tent. However Chan-ri knew deep down that he could accept her. Just like he’d accepted her waterlilies - just like how he’d sat next to her for days looking at a pixalated painting. “A card would’ve been nice...maybe some flowers, maybe some comforting words....anything really, but i guess that’s not the point.” She sighs, turning towards him and taking a letter out of her bag.

“I need your help. The police...they shelved the case...they never answered my questions....i need to know why.” 

“

[chanrimi]

♧fateful reunion♧

@tjmi​

She was afraid he wouldn’t remember. Remember her love of water-lilies, the way she had doodled Monet’s paintings all across her textbooks, how she had spent hours sketching in pencil instead of paying attention in english. Chan-ri remebered excitedly showing him pictures of his work on her phone, a hundred images -saved with different pictures. The endless hours in which he probably hadn’t of been paying attention (though secretly, deep down, she hoped he had.) It felt like there was a cyclical notion in this very meeting, Chan-ri had mentioned escaping, she’d talked to him at lunch so many years ago about moving to London and going to the national gallery about how she felt her youth would never die when she looked at those paintings. But in the end, she was never able to escape this place. 

But things had changed. They had got complicated, he had disappeared right before she had needed him and her memories of them had darkened. She remembers chasing through empty corridors searching for him, wondering why, like a ghost - their relationship had crumbled into nothing. The comission had meant to be a message she had hoped he would of recieved and understood, a message that he could decipher. So she stands opposite him, slightly taken aback that they’d both arrived at the same time, at the same bench overlooking the edge of the island. Chan-ri had wanted to be prepared, to sit and calm herself, but he already seemed two steps ahead. He looks the same, she muses to herself, before giving a pained smile. 

“Remember me?”

[chanrimi]

♧one conquest at a time.♧

@mibomin​

The university canteen was empty, the staff having filtered out hours ago, only the lights were flickering. But Chan-ri was deep in thought. The death of her father had been years ago, but still she sat with no answers and endless questions. The more she pondered the more reckless her ideas became. Tapping her fingers on the table, her thoughts wander to the figure of Bomin walking towards her. 

Ah Bomin. Yes, she could trust him & she did; wholeheartedly  infact. It was strange that she felt like spilling all her insane ideas and difficult thoughts -- but he would listen. She trusted him because he seemed more in control than she did, that there was always something bigger at play with him, she could tell by the way he seemed to understand computers better than she ever did. At the end of the day, Chan-ri knew she couldn’t do this alone, but with him she felt like she could find answers. 

“I’ve been thinking.” She pauses as his figure sits down, pushing a carton of flavoured milk towards him and scrunching her face in concentration. “We should try and sneak into the MPD, I mean, hacking can only get us so far.” Her tone is casual, but the look in her eyes is serious  as she stares at him “Thoughts?”

[myeongchokrp]

This is a headcanon meme for everyone! You’ll be able to reblog this meme for fourteen days starting today, but feel free to continue answering memes after that if need be. Go wild with them and have a good time! Also feel free to use this for sentence starters or drabbles; the most important thing is to get everyone writing. Hopefully, it’ll spark some new plot ideas and interactions too!

Remember to reblog this if you’re interested in receiving a meme, and to send some to everyone that reblogs it, too! You’re welcome to skip over this if you’d like to; it’s by no means mandatory to reblog and participate. Most importantly, though, have fun!!

Keep reading

[chanrimi]

PARK CHAN-RI. 20. CANON: SPITFIRE. CIVILIAN. 

“I thought it was all a dream, but when I awoke - I was in a drowned world, devoid of all light.” 

(Hellooo I’m super excited to be here !! pls ignore my disorganised self and take this brief intro + plot call, if you are interested in interacting pls like this! <3) + tw death

Where do we start??

Chan-ri grows up in a very happy family, the type you have in those american dream movies

She’s a smart kid, loves boxing (she used to box with her dad all the time)

part time worker, all the usual high school stuff, she wasn’t popular or unpopular..she was just there, observing, always writing columns in the school newspaper

but then her dad dies...and things fall apart

suddenly she isn’t sure she can live life anymore really - she becomes angry, angry that her dads death is brushed off by the police

Her mom, clearly grieved, becomes introverted, refuses to talk about her father..loses her job. Chan-ri starts picking up the pieces, she drops her younger brother off at middle school, takes a part time job delivering fried chicken and begins a search for justice

and that’s pretty much where she is now, a university student trying to juggle a side job. But underneath the service she’s desperately searching for her father’s killer - and that means pestering the police constantly 

She KNOWS that there is a deeper underground darkness, that something is being covered up & she desperately wants to find out what it is..even if it means doing stupid, reckless stuff

Personality: She’ll be nice to everyone but underneath be distrustful , there’s a kind of innocence about her which is a big weakness - but very very determined 

PLOTS!!!

the double knife - has grown up with Chan-ri and is her best friend, but is also secretly part of a gang, as she delves into that world they do their best to protect her/hide the truth 

Chicken baby - Your muse orders the same thing and she delivers it every time, until one day Chan-ri sees something she shouldn’t....

+ She hits you with her scooter...and then takes you to hospital

Push back - As Chan-Ri tries to find out more info about her fathers murder, your muse tries to stop her at every turn - she’s frustrated.

University Gang - Her close friends at uni, do all the usual things, get drunk, go out etc, but one time things go too far & Chan-Ri questions the true nature of ur muse/muses

He’s got a cool motorcycle though? - Boy meets girl. Girl quickly falls into trouble because of boy, she learns a few things on the day. Oh, did I mention he also lies about being in a gang and has killed a ton of people???

Just a normal neighbour - Chan-ri’s neighbour in the flat next door is being pretty loud - she goes to knock on the door to find a body/coke/anything really, shock ensues

Shot bird - Chan-Ri gets caught in a gun fight, your muse helps her out

The Inside Scoop - Your muse is in a gang, she wants to know more (can be childhood friend etc)

Please leave this building - Chan-Ri has slept outside the police department for the last few days - you buy her coffee/ or alternatively, tell her to leave  + People in the MPD who she shadows/pesters relentlessly 

If you have any ideas hmu!! <3