wishing

kim jiho. nineteen. fire familiar. order of shadows

[cvjiho-blog]

moonlight shadow ( kjh & ysa )

[cvshiah-blog]

(...)

hearing that the transformation had been an accident, it felt like a light weight had been lifted from her shoulders.  at least she hadn’t made her entirely uncomfortable.  “oh, don’t worry!  i understand completely.  but at least you’re back!  it can get a little weird talking to myself.”  she flashed another grin the moment their eyes met, genuinely relieved that she could receive responses to her rambling. “i knew it!  or, i didn’t really know for sure, but i just had a feeling it was you.  it’s so great to finally meet you!”  shiah had to stop herself from reaching out to offer her hand, remembering at the last minute that she needed the dark water to cover herself.  “that’s me!  sorry, i should have introduced myself first.  i don’t believe wheein is capable of saying bad things about anyone, so i’ve only heard good things as well.  she really adores you, and anyone wheein loves, i automatically love as well.”

[cvjiho-blog]

it’s rare for jiho to feel better about being able to have a human form rather than the opposite; she generally enjoys being a fox a lot more because she’s not only faster and smaller that way, but her animal form opens up so many opportunities for her that she can’t fully explore as a human. for example, going on adventures is a lot more fun when she’s a fox because she needs to worry less about injuring herself and is therefore able to explore spots and corners she wouldn’t dare to otherwise – or more like, that would be more dangerous. ‘not daring’ isn’t really part of her dictionary when it comes to adventures.

“i know someone who talks to themselves a lot, so it wouldn’t really bother me,” jiho giggles, thinking of said person suddenly and his habit of speaking and singing to himself frequently to entertain himself. it’s a habit she can’t relate to but is somewhat amusing from an outsider’s point of view; but it’s not like jiho would be judging. 

the girl’s reaction to finding out that jiho is, indeed, the infamous little sister of wheein is quite heartwarming. jiho can’t help but feel touched by the fact that wheein’s been talking about her to almost everyone she knows – and in a positive light, at that! she wonders if the female is aware of their current situation and when jiho is reminded of everything that recently happened between the two of them, she’s automatically flooded by a mild form of sorrow. but she realizes just how descriptive her face usually is, so she shakes her head, along with the thoughts out of it and instead, flashes the other a wide smile. this is not the time to contemplate about wheein and their broken trust.

“either way, i’m super pleased to finally meet you, shiah,” jiho beams at the pretty girl, “and that makes me happy. i’m the same – anyone wheein loves and trusts, i love and trust, too!” a thought suddenly pops up in her mind and she furrows her eyebrows, tilting her head to the side. “does wheein usually do this thing with you, as well? i mean... you know, bathing in the lake fully naked.” she expects a negative response, knowing wheein; but after what has happened in the library, jiho is not sure that her believing she knows wheein means anything at all. 

[cvjongdae-blog]

Talk to me

[cvjongdae-blog]

(...)

He loosened his hold a little, just enough so she could step away if she wanted to, but still kept her in his embrace. To think, that just moments ago he was ready to walk out and just be done with it all, but he didn’t. He was here, doing something he never thought he would again, but for once he could say he didn’t feel an ounce of regret over his decision.

[cvjiho-blog]

when she feels his hold loosen, it requires great self-control to step behind. the solace his embrace promises is too familiar and too welcoming to just give it up like that – it reminds her of the happy times of their relationship, when jiho thought that everything was going so well (perhaps too well) and these are the days she thinks back of fondly. when they were nothing more than two young people in love who have learned to give each other to the other because they trusted each other. this didn’t last long, jiho is aware of that, but it still happened; and with all these fond memories in her mind, it’s hard when she tears herself out of his embrace.

she nods to his words, head dropped. yeah, she can do that. although he has no relation to her anymore – it would be silly to say that he has no influence on her either and naturally, she would want to do as he wishes and she loathes herself for it. why is she so weak? why is she so dependent on a person she has long cut out of her life? this is why she keeps falling to the ground. she needs to learn some self respect, for real.

his words dig deep into her heart. ‘i do love you’ echoes in her mind like the disembodied shadow of hope, but then– jiho is at the edge of crying again, because she doesn’t understand, no matter how hard she tries to wrap her head around it. if he loves her, why did he push her away? if he loves her, why couldn’t it work? if he loves her, why did he broke her heart into a million pieces only to pick them up again after all this time and attempt to build them up as a whole? 

she can’t do this anymore. she doesn’t need this, her emotions to be toyed with like that. she shakes her head, raising her head and looking at jongdae, trying to flash him the most believable smile she could manage. “thank you, jongdae. i’m happy that you were honest with me. but i can’t endure this.” she actually says it, out loud, and her eyes close for a few seconds. “good bye, jongdae,” she murmurs one last time before running out of the café and away from the past he had managed to free from the tightly closed box jiho had kept locked away in her mind.

                                    ♡ the end. ♡

[cvjiho-blog]

alright so i’m really sad about the whole thing because i love this rp and my muses too much so if anyone wants to still rp here.. i’ll be replying to everything as i would normally so i guess.. if you wanna reply, please do because i’ll be staying here for sure for another while

until then; thank you admod team so much. this was truly the best rp i’ve ever been in out of all the 32523423 i ever joined and you are honestly the best. i wish you all the best.

[cvjiho-blog]

moonlight shadow ( kjh & ysa )

[cvshiah-blog]

(...)

“you know, you seem familiar to me,” the witch began before letting out an abrupt laugh, catching her unintentional pun a little too late.  a hand flew up to cover her mouth, attempting to still her laughter before she tried to speak once more.  “not because you’re a familiar!  i meant to say that i think i know you.  not personally, of course, because this is definitely the first time i’ve ever seen you.  but my best friend’s sister is a fire familiar, an arctic fox like you.  i’ve never actually met her, but wheein talks about her all the time.  she sounds lovely.  that wouldn’t happen to be you, would it?”  she moved back toward the pool as she spoke, slipping under the cover of the water, “i didn’t get the best look at you before, but i thought i saw some similarities… that would be pretty funny, don’t you think?  if you were her sister, i mean.”

[cvjiho-blog]

there she goes again, completely disregarding how awfully nude she is, but this time, jiho manages to tear her gaze away in time and she doesn’t see even more of what she already saw too much of. she doesn’t even know why she’s being so flustered, really. the girl clearly didn’t mind her body being seen, so why should jiho? then again, she’s so not used to staring at naked girls bathing in the pale moonlight in the middle of nothing, so that could be one logical reason.

when the female picks her up, jiho lets out a soft sound of surprise. it’s not a bother; in fact, the younger loved being picked up and just cradled in general, but it caught her off guard and she wiggles a little in the other’s arms before she feels comfortable enough. what she finds super weird is how warm the female’s arms feel around her even though she’s just as wet as she is; jiho is one-hundred percent dumbfounded at this, and she’s wondering about the why even when the girl is wrapping her up in her pretty white dress that suits the color of her own fur so much. 

she erupts into a purr-like sound when the girl rakes her fingers through her fur and the compliments warm her more than the improvised blanket; but then, she finally realizes that her face is now literally against the female’s breasts and that throws jiho off so hard that she is ready to involuntarily jump out of the other’s arms, but then she puts her down herself and doesn’t have time to do that. probably for the best. she wouldn’t want the female to think that she hopped away because she didn’t enjoy the embrace.

thankfully, she doesn’t have much time to ponder about her nose brushing against the girl’s left boob because she continues talking, distracting jiho’s mind off of it. she listens to every word of hers attentively, they making her realize who this girl is: she can’t be anyone else, but yoo shiah, if she calls herself wheein’s best friend. how ironic, how jiho is wheein’s sister, just like how shiah mentions it. if she could laugh, she would’ve laughed at her pun, but she doesn’t even catch it until shiah comments on it herself. of course she looks familiar, she’s her best friend’s little sister after all. she is about to start nodding frantically, when her body starts to tremble, and she wiggles herself out of the wrapping of shiah’s dress just in time before she turns back into a human.

“ah,” she says automatically, her butt on the ground, her hair super wet and her clothes still drenched and she wraps her arms around herself. “s-sorry about that, my powers have been acting up since that meteor shower... it’s unfortunate that it happened right now, too...” she mumbles, giving shiah a small smile once she lifts her eyes at her face. “but at least i can finally reply to you now. well, i guess it’s going to be funny then, because i am wheein’s sister. kim jiho, at your service,” she widens her smile. “you must be yoo shiah, then! it took us a lot of time to finally meet, but i’ve heard about you before as well. only good things, of course!”

[cvjiho-blog]

roll away your stone ( kjh & ms )

[cvsana-blog]

(...)

“oh, come on,” she rolled her eyes playfully at her best friend’s reaction, having saw it coming from a mile away.  “this place might as well be one already.  when you start paying attention to who is fucking who, you realize that it’s all connected.  it’s a miracle that this school isn’t riddled with disease by now.”  sana liked to think it had something to do with the fact that familiars had an increased stamina or something.  at least, that was her excuse.  “you don’t have to worry though, because if everyone’s like me, then none of them would want to fuck you.”

[cvjiho-blog]

sana seems to be way into the thought of making jiho suffer, but it would be a lie to say that the fox familiar is surprised. it has been like that for the entire duration of their friendship, after all, so it’s nothing new, but jiho desperately hopes that sana won’t end up actually pushing her into a hole. if she does, she might have to grab onto her and pull her along – so if they both fall, at least they could fall together.

her friend manages to confuse her even more about hummingbirds. jiho frowns at sana’s words, considering them, but still not quite convinced. “but can’t humming be a type of singing? like, i can hum a song and it’s almost like singing.” but after she said those words, she’s not sure anymore. maybe sana is right; either way, being a hummingbird can’t be that bad. they can fly, that’s in itself a great thing! and they’re small, so they can sneak into a lot of places. being that small would’ve saved jiho a lot of trouble when she got herself stuck in a cavern.

it’s always a relief that sana thinks back of that mishap of jiho’s in the same fond way she does. she could easily still hold a grudge against her because of it, but she’s not the kind, and jiho is thankful for that. she has messed up for people because of her undeniably lacking skill in potion-making so many times now that she can’t even keep track anymore. sometimes, she’s not sure why she even bothers anymore. “you’re right. at least i’m good at maintaining the magic i’m getting from mother nature. better than nothing!”

“you won’t stop talking about this, will you?” this is where they always end up one way or another. sana never fails to amaze jiho in terms of her broad knowledge regarding sex-related things, the pool of topics never emptying in her mind and she likes to show that off in front of jiho simply to annoy her because she is very well aware of her friend’s innocence. it’s not even really that she’s not interested... if she wanted to one-hundred percent honest, the topic has been more and more intriguing to her lately. she’s almost twenty, after all, for god’s sake! but she’s obviously not the type to just sleep with anyone. she wants to have someone whom she loves deeply and who loves her back the same way before she gives herself to them. “thanks. i’m probably better off that way. imagine the pain if i had to reject everyone one by one.”

[cvjiho-blog]

ashes to ashes ( kjh & jwi )

[cvwheein]

(...)

“Yes, I…” a small, sheepish smile makes its way to her lips as she continues her confession, “I did. Hear everything I mean. I’m sorry.” Her regretful mood is suddenly replaced by a slight irritation as she huffs, “Why didn’t you tell me about it though? That you were a part of the Order? I could’ve helped you.” She’s not quite sure how exactly but she’s sure she would do anything to help had Jihojust asked.

[cvjiho-blog]

jiho can’t believe this.

how did things end up like this? wheein never should have known. but not because jiho didn’t want to tell her. she wanted to, so badly; the worst part of being a member of the order of shadows was having to lose contact with the person she trusts the most regarding anything coven-related. and boy, did she have a lot to talk about the order. but she couldn’t, because she was bound to keep her mouth shut ever since she entered the coven and that slowly killed her. that was the only reason why she was calling her mother – because she needed someone to talk to about the shady things going on in her coven.

and now she has to face the consequences of keeping something a secret from wheein, something that never happened before. this is what pains her the most: what is her sister going to think about her now? surely, she might understand that she had no other choice, but what if she would still expect her to go against her coven’s rules because she knows she would’ve been able to keep the secret? and she would, of course, be right about that. 

“no... don’t be sorry.” why is she apologizing? it’s not like she was eavesdropping on purpose, right? wheein would never do that. it was her who was too careless to make such an important and hush-hush call in a public place. what was she even thinking? had she done this at her dorm, nothing of this would’ve happened. jiho wants to beat herself up but she can only do it mentally in that moment. 

why, she’s asking her. the answer is simple to that, and jiho is about to say, when– something hits her. right, why? is it simply because she couldn’t? or is there an underlying, much nastier reason than that? did she not want to tell wheein because she was glad that finally she got chosen for something big instead of her? this sudden thought shakes jiho’s entire core, giving her a temporary shock and confusion about her own self and for a few seconds, she can’t answer wheein.

no, that can’t be. jiho is not like that. she slaps herself mentally for ever even thinking anyting like that. 

“i’m sorry. i couldn’t tell you. by being a member, i agreed to never speaking about it to anyone, that including my family members. the only reason why mum knows is because she used to be a member...” she mumbles, sounding a lot like someone who’s desperately looking for excuses. “so she already knows about the order and how it works anyway. i’m sorry, wheein. i really wanted to tell you.”

[cvjiho-blog]

edge of the world ( kjh & jjy )

[cvjoonyoung-deactivated20161109]

(...)

“are you sure you didn’t drink something funny? did you take candy from strangers? did you fiddle with something dead and with warning signs on it?” joonyoung lists off the various explanations that came from comical movies. the restlessness increases, the air witch crinkling his brow, turning with the sweep of his cardigan and headed towards the book with it’s contents displayed. this time refusing to using his powers, restraining them to stop it from flying out the window or something worse. with the book on his arm, leveraged against his chest, he begins to flip through the pages in search of his notes on bonding. a lazily twist of his wrist each time despite the knowing urgency of what was happening. his brow furrowed together, thinking about what else it could be, bounced between how he doesn’t want her reading his thoughts – “don’t read my mind. its personal. i’ll start singing in my head if you do.”

another childish threat.

[cvjiho-blog]

his reasoning isn’t much, in fact, it honestly doesn’t give a reason at all and jiho just furrows her eyebrows at him. clearly she’s not gonna know why he came up here, and while there may not even be an actual reason, his reactions are giving jiho the feeling that he had something shady or secretive to do up here. either way, jiho isn’t gonna push the topic because it sure isn’t her business – not to mention that they have a much pressing issue to tend to at the moment than why he’s at the observatory.

joonyoung is obviously distressed by whatever jiho is feeling as well, the only difference being that he still seems to believe that it’s her doing; she can see it in his eyes, the way they shoot at her and how he even goes on to accuse her once again, generating another spike of anxiety for her and she just crosses her arms, eyes full of hurt pointed at the male. “i am not! what kind of a person are you taking me for? i would never be able to hurt anyone, you know that!” she presses, the corners of her lips gradually falling forming a dissatisfied pout. as if she could ever hurt a fly, even! her powers don’t even include pain inducing. she wouldn’t even want it. what she could do, is transform her own headache to him, but a) she would never, b) then she would stop having it herself, and that’s clearly not the case here.

when jiho glances at him again, he seems to be in so much pain that she starts subconsciously feeling bad, even though she knows it’s not her fault; if they really are bonded, it wasn’t her choice, or his, for the matter, but something random and ridiculous, the happening completely deeming the importance and exclusivity of bonding basically non-existent. it can’t be that much of a huge thing if it can just happen randomly, after all, no? of course, jiho doesn’t fully believe that herself, but it does make you think when such random events happen to you and you don’t even have an explanation for it. how could a meteor shower induce all this? if it really is because of that, of course.

“i know it doesn’t just happen, but aren’t we showing the signs?” it’s rare for jiho to be the logical one out of the two, no matter whom she is with, but for once, it seems like that she is the more level-headed right now, with joonyoung freaking out and all that. 

he makes her laugh, but it’s a somewhat bitter sound. it’s insulting that joonyoung thinks she is that dumb, to take anything from strangers or something with a warning sign, and she just hisses, her friend bringing out the worst of her right now. with his shared emotions and her own mingled – it’s too overwhelming for both of them to endure. 

“don’t worry, i’m not doing it on purpose,” jiho says, the thought of her ending up as an invader in his mind out of her control giving her a bitter taste in her mouth. “i could say the same to you, but i don’t really have anything to hide,” she continues, even though she is uneasy about her thoughts being shared. but at least it’s joonyoung – jiho can’t even imagine the horror if she ended up bonding with jongdae, for example. it makes her shudder. 

“did you find anything in the book?”

[cvjiho-blog]

[chnngxiao]

🐈 🐈

[cvjiho-blog]

breezeblocks ( kjh & wjh )

her clumsiness has been way over the top lately.

jiho was usually known for maybe not being too smart, but always finding a way to get out of a bad situation one way, or another – that is, if that bad situation wasn’t some kind involving emotions, but more like, physically dangerous ones. 

however, even she wouldn’t be able to get out of the mess she ended up in now. she was warned, oh, she was, that there would a really bad thunderstorm expected to happen around the time she decided to venture out but she chose to completely ignore all warnings and went ahead anyway, because she obviously doesn’t know how to plan ahead. 

it’s been already two hours since she got trapped inside a smaller cavern the entrance of which got blocked by a huge tree that was struck by one of the millions of lightnings ruining the weather today. luckily, the trunk wasn’t one-hundred percent blocked – but unluckily, she was too big even in her fox form to pass through the small hole it left open, so jiho found herself trapped.

all this time, she hasn’t been too worried. she’s an optimist; she supposed that just like always, she would come up with a solution to get out of this situation now, too. however, with two hours having passed, she’s getting closer and closer to the brink of freaking out. what if she really can’t find a way out? she tried trying push the trunk away, but it’s way too heavy even with her enhanced strength. she also started chewing away the trunk, but it’s way too solid and it would take almost a whole day to create a hole big enough for her to fit through. 

her situation is therefore irreversibly, and utterly hopeless. and she can only hope that the sky smiles upon her and she will somehow be saved by whatever miracle. // @cvwjh

[cvjongdae-blog]

Talk to me

[cvjongdae-blog]

(...)

He turns on his heel, ready to storm out of the cafe. He can’t handle this, but it kicks in again. What if …? And for the third time he’s in her space again, arms pulling her into his chest. He had always feared embraces like this. He was scared of how it made his heart jump, and how difficult it was to let go once he was there. That he still held on like this was evidence enough of that.

[cvjiho-blog]

seems like he finally has nothing else to say. jiho is both relieved and hurt by this; but she can’t start believing that perhaps jongdae still has some feelings left for her, because once that thought hardens in her mind, that’s when she will lose it. she can’t afford that kind of thinking anymore, not when he’s not hers and she’s not his anymore. as much as it hurts, irreversible things have happened, and although jiho would probably only only want him back, but let him come back to her, she needs to–

yes. she needs to stop that. she’s not the self-destructive type, but jiho tends to give in to her feelings and theoretically show her middle finger to logic because she’s simply way too dependent on people to afford considering cutting any ties with them just because that’s best for her. her brain just simply doesn’t get that far whenever emotions are involved. it’s a problem, one that allows her to continuously keep being involved in relationships that are no good for her, but it’s a problem she can’t solve.

something changes in his expression, but jiho can’t realize what it is. did she say something bad? she almost asks, but he seems to be distracted by something and by the time she opens her mouth, he prevents her from speaking by doing it himself.

she can’t say anything to that. yes, he does have bad timing. not sure about ‘have always had’; so she just keeps her mouth shut, shifting from one foot to another awkwardly, eyes either glancing at him or at the ground, making sure she doesn’t lock eyes with him for too long. 

she’s startled by his sudden outburst, so much that she doesn’t even have time to consider taking a step back when he gets closer, so she just stares up at him, eyes wide with confusion as she witnesses her ex-boyfriend omit probably the most emotions she’s ever seen from him. it shocks her, to a degree – to see him just so, so scared of losing her, after all the things he said, after how he pushed her away, made her leave, broke her heart into a million pieces. she simply can’t understand it. her brain isn’t advanced enough to decipher whatever’s going on in jongdae’s head. 

she doesn’t have the opportunity to react because he turns around as soon as he finishes speaking. he’s going to run away again. just running away, that’s what jongdae has been doing whenever he was with her, too, whenever she got a step closer to him and reached a new level of their relationship. it’s all too familiar–

but then he unexpectedly turns back and jiho has zero milliseconds to think before he pulls her into an embrace; one oh-so-familiar that it makes tears well up in jiho’s eyes as she tries to bring herself to push him away, of course, with no success at all. the only thing she’s capable of is preventing her arms from wrapping around his body, and she just leans against his chest, closing her eyes tightly as if that could keep the drops of tears from rolling down her cheeks. as if by closing her eyes, she could just render everything irrelevant and her feelings numb.

but she can’t do that. “why...” the soft cry leaves her lips as she bites down on her bottom lip to suppress a sob that threatens to break out of her.

[cvjiho-blog]

roll away your stone ( kjh & ms )

[cvsana-blog]

(...)

“you can’t treat someone too well.  that’s like being too much of a saint.  and i for one know that i am just a regular old saint,” sana snicked along to her own words, enjoying it a little too much.  she was far from a saint, that was for damn sure, and the mere notion was enough to send her into a fit of giggles.  “the world would be a better place if everyone was like me,” she jumped in, quickly adding on a comment that she was sure to come from jiho anyway, “the world would be a non-stop orgy.”

[cvjiho-blog]

“what? then why the hell do you want to see it...” jiho mumbles, mostly to herself, eyebrows furrowing in clear confusion, but before she could give it more thought, sana answers her question. ah, so that’s how it is. “actually, you know what? let’s do it. if we find that meteorite, that is. you’re so gonna lose.” honestly, she’s not as confident about that as she pretends to be, but jiho can’t admit that to sana. if this ends up happening, she needs to do her best to beat her bum.

jiho isn’t quite sure about how sana is acquainted with her cousin, because she’s sure that this is the first time she ever hears her just mention him, but she can’t deny the obvious truth she’s saying. “of course, but at least he’s pretty and can fly. and sing!” she adds quickly, but then after a few seconds of thinking, she wonders if she is mistaking hummingbirds for another species of birds... “an ostrich, oh my god,” jiho laughs and tries to imagine ostriches running around the campus, but the fantasy amuses her so much that she almost chokes while giggling. cutting herself off with a series of coughs, she beats her chest a few times to get her condition back to normal.

“super balanced? balanced? how can you say that after i accidentally gave you gills with a potion instead of helping your sleepiness like what it was supposed to do?” the memories she has of this occurrence are super fond, despite the actual situation which was rather bothersome back when it happened. jiho remembers how awful she felt when instead of sana’s energy multiplying, holes started manifesting on the sides of her throat, slowly growing into gills. the pictures still horrify her, even after all this time. she thought that sana would never get rid of them and couldn’t stop apologizing and feeling bad about it. but thankfully, after two hours, the gills disappeared and it was as if it had never even happened.

when sana tells her that she’s lame – which basically means ‘i love you, too’ in their language –, jiho just gives her a nod along with a wide grin of contentment on her face. which fades as soon as sana says the words ‘orgy’ and ‘whole world’ both in the same sentence. “no. absolutely not.” jiho stares at her, disgusted. “no, that would not be nice at all. if that ever happened, i wouldn’t want to live on this planet anymore.”

[cvjiho-blog]

moonlight shadow ( kjh & ysa )

[cvshiah-blog]

(...)

“are you alright?”  her wide eyes managed to open as far as they could go, an inverted image of the full moon above them.  she was full of curiosity, watching closely as the familiar shook out her now soaked fur.  it looked so soft, and she briefly wondered if it would be inappropriate to reach out and try to give her a pet.  it certainly would be, she quickly decided.  “you’re not cold, are you?”  abandoning the cloaking that the water had given her, she moved out of the pool and toward her clothing, “let me get you my dress.  you can use it as a blanket and keep warm!”

[cvjiho-blog]

what a pain. how can she face this girl ever again after what happened?! sometimes jiho truly questions how it’s possible for someone to be this clumsy. the only thing giving her relief right now is that the other doesn’t seem to be amused by her at all; in fact, she looks a lot more worried than someone who would laugh at her. that’s certainly nice.

she wants to answer her, tell her that she’s totally alright despite the embarrassment flooding her, but it’s only a soft snort that her form allows her to utter. jiho wants to stop her when the stranger offers to wrap her up in her dress, thinking that if she ends up transforming back randomly, she might end up tearing that dress if she gets too tangled up in it. but there’s no way to communicate with her, so she just lets the girl break out of the careful coverage of the water to get her clothes, exposing her entire body to jiho’s eyes.

but for some reason, it feels a lot less awkward now. perhaps because she’s practically an animal right now, nothing more, nothing less; which is, of course, untrue, but jiho feels like an animal, too. she may be human above everything, but when you spend as much time in your animal form as jiho, you’re just ought to start feeling more and more comfortable about that skin of yours after a while. she’s not sure if other familiars feel the same way; but sometimes, jiho could actually convince herself that she’s a fox and not a human when transformed. 

it can be kind of creepy, to say the least. nonetheless, jiho probably wouldn’t mind staying a fox forever. she would just want to have a week before that becomes definite, so that she could deal with everything and say goodbye to her friends as a human.

jiho catches herself staring at the girl, her figure and the way her long, wet hair clings to her skin mesmerizing her. she’s always appreciated beautiful women (they made her weak in the knees, weak in the mind), and although she thinks this all the time, but jiho is convinced that this girl right here is the most beautiful female she had ever laid eyes on. if she was human, her face would probably be all red once again. 

a sudden shiver shakes her, the chill of the air causing a temporary discomfort, even though her fur should be thick enough to keep warm. but the water seems to have been way colder what it first felt like, because her body starts trembling, teeth grazing against each other as the coldness hits her. 

[cvjiho-blog]

☆ kim jiho & minatozaki sana – ( 𝓂𝑜𝑜𝒹𝒷𝑜𝒶𝓇𝒹 ! )

“come on, compliment me. tell me my hair looks beautiful.” “but your hair looks disgusting. did you even shower?”

[cvjongdae-blog]

Talk to me

[cvjongdae-blog]

(...)

“I heard about the hallucinations I just …” he inhaled sharply, feeling his temperature rising as he realized he might have been losing his composure.

“Am I not allowed to care about you anymore? Even a little?”

[cvjiho-blog]

this is so awkward. even jiho, a person who’s bad at reading emotions and atmospheres can one-hundred percent feel just how awkward the current scene is and she’s sure that she’s not the only one feeling it. why is he still here? what does he want from her? sure, he’s worried, okay, let’s say that. he certainly didn’t seem to be too worried about her all these months of him practically avoiding her like there’s no tomorrow, so why the sudden change?

but, what is she even saying. as if she wasn’t avoiding him herself, too. she has no right to say anything bad about him. she really doesn’t.

still, jiho can’t stop thinking about how much she tried, how many efforts she was willing to show to open him up, to show him that he deserves to be loved and should be, how she can be the person who will take care of him and he was so positive to it at first. until he randomly closed himself off for good, not looking back, practically showing his middle finger to jiho and all her efforts.

but, perhaps it was her fault. perhaps she wasn’t good enough for him and she wasn’t meant to be the person to melt his frozen heart. that happens, too. not everyone is fated to each other.

“you sound as if you could have known for sure beforehand. not everyone can tell the future like you.” she knows that sounds harsh. probably too harsh. but her mouth always runs before her thoughts do and it’s a habit hard to break. it doesn’t make it easier on her, however; she feels really bad a split second after those words slip out. 

she doesn’t really understand his attitude. if what he said about worrying is true, why is he being so uneasy about it? she’s here, right in front of his eyes. she’s safe. not even a scratch. “what is wrong? yes, i had hallucinations, but i’m safe. you know i’m also not a coward, so i wasn’t even scared of them when the panic broke out. i actually wanted to find them, but then it turned out that they weren’t even real,” she shrugs. “how disappointing.”

what he asks next renders her speechless. what should she reply to that, seriously? what is he expecting from her? of course he can care. he should care, for god’s sake. he should’ve cared enough not to push her away. why is he so late? he doesn’t know the warm and fuzzy feeling his unexpected worry gives her. "you can. to tell you the truth, it makes me happy that you care.” she admits to it, because she can’t lie and she knows that. “i just wish you weren’t so late about that.”

[cvjiho-blog]

roll away your stone ( kjh & ms )

[cvsana-blog]

(...)

sana let out a loud snort, endlessly amused by the other’s reaction to her response.  it really never got old, hearing jiho get all grossed out over her sex life.  “hey, excuse you.  i’ll have you know that i treat my partners with extra very well.”  she flashed her friend a grin, throwing in a sleazy wink for kicks.  “i’m sure you don’t mind it, but if i had to bond with you, i’d probably go crazy.  i feel bad for your partner.  he’s probably singing to drown you out.”

[cvjiho-blog]

“i’m preeeetty sure it did. can you actually imagine a meteorite falling and not making everything around it totally screwed up?” she asks, the question being somewhat rhetorical as she is convinced that there can’t be a negative answer to that. she rolls her eyes at sana’s ridiculous wish, flashing her a challenging look. “i dare you, i double-dare you. you’re way too naive if you think that a dexterous fox like me wouldn’t be able to climb out of a hole fast enough.” that being said, she really isn’t keen on proving that anytime soon.

“but can air familiars turn into penguins? isn’t the whole point of being an air familiar is that you can fly? if a penguin form is possible, it must be so goddamn awful if one ends up becoming one... or a chicken, that’s even worse. oh god, i don’t even want to imagine that possibility.” the thought send a shiver down her spine. she must start being more thankful for ending up as a cute white fox.

“of course, it sounds cool, but... you know how i am. i can imagine you having a lot of fun with enhanced powers, though,” jiho admits, her eyes still jumping all around her perspective but still not finding anything even remotely resembling a meteorite or a crater. “i’m sure you could totally learn how to control them quickly. meanwhile, me...” she trails off, forgetting to finish her sentence but she doesn’t need to. jiho laughs at sana’s lame threat, the thought of a passive-aggressive sana staring at her even when she’s on the toilet, deliberately throwing the toilet paper away from her with whatever telekinetic powers ghosts probably have and it makes her laugh so much that she has to put a hand on her tummy. “oh god, i would actually love to see that. but you know what that would mean? that we would be together even after death,” she smiles, only realizing how cheesy that must have sounded after she had already uttered the words.

clearing her throat, jiho is glad that sana changes the topic, seemingly amused at the innocence radiating from the fire familiar. “yeah... you treat them very well, i’m sure about that. probably too well,” she grimaces once again after the wink sana flashes her, pretending as if had given her the heebie-jeebies. “hey! that’s totally not true. he was already singing when i first heard him in my mind. and he was super embarrassed to find out that i heard everything. totally didn’t do it on purpose. not everyone is like you, you know.”

[cvsojung-blog]

bait & switch.

[cvsojung-blog]

(...)

But it wasn’t strong enough. Sojung practically whipped the failed test out and flattened it on the table, then pointed an accusatory finger at the red marks. In that moment, she realized, she had become the mom friend. Gods, please, help her. “What’s up with this, Jibunny?” To save herself from seeming like a raging lunatic – or an actual mom – she uses the nickname sweetly, with a forced smile to match.

[cvjiho-blog]

jiho can’t help but flash a satisfied grin when sojung mentions her amazing speed and she shows her a thumbs up. “of course! i’m the fastest whenever there’s food on the plate,” she says, meaning it both theoretically and literally. food can be one of the best inspirations in this world, jiho is a hundred percent positive about that and feels sorry for everyone who doesn’t like eating or can’t enjoy every type of food of the universe for some reason. she plops down on the bed next to sojung, ready to reach out for the snacks if she receives the green light. 

the sudden closure of the door barely grazes her conscience, being way too focused on the sweets, so it doesn’t tug at the wheels of brain, not even in the slightest. when sojung tells her to go ahead, jiho immediately grabs one macaron, a chocolate-flavored one (not her favorite, but still one she likes a lot), eagerly taking a bite and humming contently as the soft treat melts in her mouth. “god, it’s so good.” when the elder asks if she wants tea, jiho can’t help but nod immediately, feeling only a bit of shame regarding her desperation and uncontrollable hunger (literally) for food. 

“yes, please, that would be super nice. do you perhaps have mango-flavored? that is my favorite. if not, strawberry milk tea is nice, too!” as if she had the right to be picky. but, it was sojung who offered and it would be rude to refuse such an invitation, wouldn’t it?

even when sojung stands up and walks over to the table, mentioning that she wants to talk about something serious, jiho doesn’t really realize. she grabs a second macaron, this time a pistachio-flavored and devours it slowly, cherishing every second the treat spends against her tasting buds, her eyes fixated on the older as she prepares her cute as heck mug resembling a cat (even the handle is a tail!). if it wasn’t a cat, it could probably pass as an arctic fox as well.

then she notices the paper, just a split second before it’s laid out all over the table, a huge red mark of an unpleasant number decorating it and jiho’s blood goes ice cold, her fingers holding a third macaron stopping mid-air, her mouth still opened – then she frowns. “what?” she quickly throws the macaron into her mouth and gets up to step closer to the table, taking a better look at the paper only to see that it’s a test she had written, not even a long while ago and that the mark she got is rather, well, disappointing.

“oh.” she says, not really having an excuse. she knew that the test didn’t go well, but she didn’t think the results would be this bad. “uh, it was really difficult, you know...”