this is a plotcall for F&C girls, (especially fabula girls!) for the F&C mission :D
all of my spaces on this event are currently open, so please do hit me up to plot something with miki for debut preparations! she needs friends, and maybe they can worry a bit about naming titles from legacy or something, since she submitted three names for them to pick owo.
but honestly, both miki and i are open for everything and anything! pls feel free to like this small harried plot call and i’ll pop into your discord, twitter or dms to brainstorm with u!
“ what? an…an oong…oongmul? what’s an oongmul?” confused she blinked haplessly at minji, hands grasping her headphones as though fighting the urge to pull off the headphones currently nestled over her ears. “ ah wait! wait wait! let me guess again!” she blinks, eyes wide and lips parted in a ‘o’ as she fidgeted in the exact same spot, her voice only getting smaller and smaller.
“ is it….an oomogi? there’s a word for it but–ah! yes! dragon! its a dragon you were talking about right?!”
minji shook her head. “no. no wings.” she thought about another way to try and let her know what the animal was. there were only so many ways she could describe the animal before she completely ran out of ideas. however, she soon remembered a very important detail that both minji and miyeon shared: both had lived in the united states before.
and so, minji started rambling. “do you remember that kids show arthur? the one on pbs?” at this point was practically screaming to try and get any sense out of her mouth. she wasn’t even sure if miyeon would remember the show in the first place, but went on with the idea anyways. “there was the moose character, george, and he had a puppet. do you remember the animal that puppet was?”
the girl shot her hand up in the air, making a mouth with her hands. she pushed it open and closed as if it were eating leaves off of a tree, snaking her torso around. it would most definitely a bizarre sight to a passerby, if they’d been in public. but it was the best she could do to make sure that they could claim the spot on the board. “do you know it now?”
wings? arthur?
miki squinted, barely able to make out the rambling words from minji’s mouth. “ slow down, i can’t--i can’t catch up.” she blushed, as she always did when deeply flustered. “ what wings? what arthur?” her frown deepened, mouth dropping open slightly as she concentrated deeply, trying to make further sense of the other’s words.
“ kids?” she started repeating back minji’s words as soon as she saw them being said, slightly hyperventilating as she panicked over the clearly wrong answer that wasn’t attempting to form in her brain.” kids? arthur....AHA!” she jumped from her seat with a loud shout, pointing vibrantly at minji as she stomped her foot in excitement. “ i know, i know i know!”
it had to be it, right? that had to just be it, there wasn’t anything else that was kinda similar to whatever it was that minji was trying to mimic.
“ the--the tiny dinosaur! wasn’t the character’s in that kids show arthur? the tiny dinosaur!” she raised her hand confidently, spewing the words from her mouth in an almost rapidfire succession. “ that tiny dinosaur!” she pulled the headphones from her ears, turning to minji in excitement. “ i got that right, didn’t i?!”
if there was a time where early on in her life that someone would have told miki that she would be sitting here in the format of a girls group, having debuted and writing a profile about herself--she would have simply laughed it off as some imaginary ploy or even an attempt to get her off her dream of dancing professionally. and yet here she was, sitting down excitedly as a part of a debuted group, filling out a form about herself.
full name: Kyo Miyeon, Mikaela
date of birth?
ummm...she had to pause for a moment, squinting her eyes as she stared into the sky, trying to recall when was the last time she had genuinely celebrated her birthday with the thoughts of remembering it distinctively.
aha.
the pen quickly scribbles against the paper, crossing out the 7th feb she had embarrassingly put upon her paper in favour of 8th feb, 1998 instead.
birthplace? la, california. she quickly drew a heart next to it, a smile dancing upon her face as she pouted lightly and continued, slumped upon the table, legs crossed beneath her and eyes bright as she twirled the pen in her hand, moving onto the next question.
hobbies? dancing. the answer came before she could even think, and a pleased smile lit up her features as she brushed back her hair lightly and continued. genshin impact--the pen scribbles on the paper before she even realises what she has done, and miki makes a sound of utter distress, before quickly scribbling out the answer and replacing it with a marginally more acceptable one--gaming.
reading. she added as an afterthought. exercising? the question mark remained as she pondered upon what she liked to do. sleeping. definitely sleeping. she quickly added that in, happily adding lying under my blanket in my bed all day as another note to fill in the rest of the blanks in the profile interview, satisfied with her wittiness in filling up the space (even though it was quite unnecessary).
“done?” she hears the manager call, quickly scribbling the rest of her answers as quickly as she could.
“done!” she calls back, striding forward to hand in her answer sheet with a smile and nod upon her face, before plopping back down to where she originally was waiting, fingers tapping against the sides of the chair.
she listened to the directions once more, before they were given the go-ahead to begin. she chose a word quickly, studying it, and then making a decision about what to say to help miyeon guess what the word was. “okay… it’s an animal.” she moved her mouth clearly and slowly, hoping that the older teammate could read her lips through the loud music. “it is very tall. it has orange spots on it. it lives in africa. and… it has a long neck!”
she kept listing off various facts about the animal in mind, trying her best to think of anything she could that would make it obvious. she also kept her sentences short to try and push as many key details into a short amount of time as possible. she just hoped miyeon could even understand her to begin with through all that music.
having bad eyesight on top of trying to read lips had to be one of the worst things that she had tried to do--miyeon thought vaguely to herself as she squinted magnificently, trying to get a quick yet accurate read on minji’s lips, narrowing her focus down onto the contour and exact shape of the other girl’s lips.
the music blasting in her ears didn’t help either--head bobbing as she bounced lightly to the music, unable to stop herself from grooving even for just a little bit as she tried one again to read everything that minji was trying to say as the lyrics from their latest song interfered with her thought process.
“ what? an...an oong...oongmul? what’s an oongmul?” confused she blinked haplessly at minji, hands grasping her headphones as though fighting the urge to pull off the headphones currently nestled over her ears. “ ah wait! wait wait! let me guess again!” she blinks, eyes wide and lips parted in a ‘o’ as she fidgeted in the exact same spot, her voice only getting smaller and smaller.
“ is it....an oomogi? there’s a word for it but--ah! yes! dragon! its a dragon you were talking about right?!”
miyeon could count on her left hand how many times exactly she had gone for a variety show--which, sad to say was almost none. which was perhaps why she had an entire ball of nerves fizzing away in the pit of her belly, even as she blinked at minji with almost what could be called the mildest alarm.
minji and miyeon were both in fabula, but the latter was still trying to get familiar or used to the people around her, her awkwardness tending to be the multiplying factor of why it took her more than just a little time (and perhaps made her seem to others as aloof) to warm up to others.
but in situations like these, there was no time to consider her awkwardness, nor her feelings.
and so miyeon slid over to minji, awkwardly standing to her side, almost desiring to grab hold of minji’s hand for a semblance of comfort.
“wanna..um, do the lip reading game?” she quickly points to one of the games, teeth biting down upon her bottom lip. “i’m not so good at games but--we can always try.” she quickly skipped over to the game station, holding up the headphones. “are you any good at lip-reading?” she tilts her head, feeling her palms sweat as the camera focused in a little on her, sticking out her tongue in her nervousness. “or do you want to be the one that does the speaking?”
she was going to die from the awkwardness she was exuding, miyeon was sure.
would minji think her weird with all the slightly panicking actions that she’d shown in the past few moments or so? or maybe she was thinking too much--that was always a problem for her after all. being a little too concerned with what others thought about her for her own good.
this was minji, a fabula member--her group member. she just needed to have enough faith that they would be able to do this without any problems, as awkward as she was and is, that’s all.
even with debuting as a big part of her dream, miyeon had to admit that with fabule on top of the modeling contract that she was offered with ace beds was a little too much for her slightly overworked body.
which--in all her optimism, made it perfect for her to have been chosen as one of the models for the bed company, since she badly needed some form of rest and sleep.
the only catch for that all perhaps--was the hope (with all of her fingers crossed), that she would not end up falling asleep whilst filming (which would have been, no doubtedly, horrifyingly embarrassing). her experience with bingrae and the past royal canin cfs taught miyeon a good amount of necessary experience with regards to preparing for her role in the cf.
still, the amount of time spent at the filming site was comparably larger than most, and miyeon found herself spending much of her time between the breaks lightly dozing off as much as she could. inbetween coffee breaks, lunch, when she needed her makeup touched up--all of those simply became practice time or rest time to the newly debuting idol.
when it came for miyeon’s turn in front of the camera, she clears all fatigue from her sleepy eyes, standing perfectly as she modelled with a light smile for the camera.
“ and...cut! good job!” she quickly bows to the staff and the director, feeling rather embarrassed at the sudden attention as her ears and cheeks flame as someone comes up to her and mentions fabula, as well as looking forward to seeing her debut and performance.
she wonders if word got around quickly--after all, miyeon often counted herself as one of the lesser known idol trainees, despite having been around for so long. all she simply did was keep to herself, and work studiously upon what she desired to do, something that she wasn’t planning on doing differently even after her debut, from now on.
she bows once more, waving a happy goodbye to the staff and following her manager in quick, flurried footsteps towards the next schedule for practice once more.
he pondered if they did, and he shrugged. “….I actually have no idea. It’s a new game cafe that opened and I haven’t been there yet~ was kind of hoping we’d make it a date and go together~” he replied, teasing her cutely and holding her hand with a laugh. “and it’s just so easy to tease you!” he exclaimed, adding with a wink.
he fakes an injured whine when she smacked him on the back of his head for his yae miko comment but he acknowledged that it was deserved. “But you did look hot! it’s the absolute and honest to god truth,” he stated, rubbing the back on his head with a whine. He slips his hand in hers again as they walk. “I mean, why not? i have the money, and besides I’ve already got the C6,” he states. As she laughed at him being soft for her, he laughed awkwawrdly and grinned. “What do you mean? i’ve always been soft for you! After all, I’m the number one fan of yours and leader of the fanclub that you will have when you debut!” he exclaimed, extremely proud. “Since you are whaling, I’ll buy the crystals for you so that you don’t have to spend all your life saving! I fully plan on whaling on Yae Miko!” he exclaimed. He laughed at her dreams and looked at her with a playful wink as they walked. “Well, if you’re Zhongli, I’ll be Childe,” he laughed, with a genuine giggle. Hyunwoo just adored her so much
sometimes, it was easy to overlook on how cute hyunwoo was--after all, the ones that miki tended to overlook, were the ones that were simply the closest to her. her eyes widens slightly as hyunwoo calls her hot, and a slow burning red creeps across her ears, then floods her cheeks as she buries her face into his shoulder and whines out of embarrassment.
“ what are you even talking about? what date?” she’s flustered, and instinctively, her hand raises to smack against his shoulder. “ what soft for me? what fanclub? what nonsense are you talking about?” her tongue darts out, lips faintly dry as she clears her throat and puffs her cheeks.
“ are you gonna farm my characters for me too then?” she swings their hands together, trying to distract herself from the sudden onset of embarrassment at his words. “ i mean, i’m debuting in fabula soon.” she mumbled shyly, “ and i may not have the time to game anymore.” she pouts at him, clinging to his side as they rounded the corner towards the game cafe he talked about. “ also--what do you think about fabula’s concept? do you think that i can pull it off?” she tugs at her lower lip, the thought slightly discomforting as her self-doubts and insecurities crept up once more. “somehow i’m unsure if i can make it as the main vocalist and main dancer.” she gestured vaguely. “ you know, others are so much better than me. i only got the position i had because i was lucky.”
“i can’t go farther than this!” hayoung cries out even though she couldn’t call this a split ( not even a half-assed one ). in many other occasions, this would be just hayoung being lazy and trying to avoid the exercise and sweat, but this time she’s really feeling a stabbing pain in her legs and back, which only feels more intense when miyeon tries to help her. “this is killing me!”
no one can say she isn’t trying and this should be enough. sitting up, she looks at miyeon as if she just came back from war, defeated and exhausted. “unnie… i’m not made of whatever elastic material they used to make you.” she says with a pout, crossing her legs and massaging her tighs. “can we take this flexibility training slow? i don’t want a muscle stretch pain while we promote our song.” sounds like an excuse but she’s actually worried.
miyeon blinked, stunned for a moment by the cute pout on hayoung’s face and the urge to reach over and pinch the other’s cheeks. or squish them. they looked so squishy after all--she pouts right back at hayoung, flopping down in front of the other and lying right down on the ground, turning her head to glance at hayoung with a faint yawn.
“then let’s just relax.” she batted her hand in hayoung’s direction with a sheepish little laugh. “maybe i shouldn’t have pushed you so much.” she mumbled almost guiltily. “you were having issues from the start anyway, i just thought...it might make it easier.” she patted the other’s back lightly, blinking like a tiny owl as she curled up on the floor, twisting her body almost like a pretzel as she stretched with a squeal (bones slightly cracking and all).
“we can start easy, with no splits! just, you know, leg raises--how about that?” she grunts as the bones in her back crackle from inactivity, and a low moan escaped past her lips, body almost sagging as the tension left her muscles. “light muscle stretching. i think i need it--my bones feel old.” she mourned slightly, pushing herself up to gaze at the other, chin lightly propped against her hand. “are you nervous? for debuting, that is.” the question comes like a bolt out of the blue, tentative and yet intrigued, a stray arrow to the path that they were treading on in (possibly) stretching (or damaging) their joints and bodies.
Valentine's Day was not a holiday that Tee was particularly fond of. It was a day for couples to flaunt their relationships publicly and for people to embarrass themselves with rejections. It was a silly holiday that Tee couldn't stand. Still, there were people that liked it and plus he had a bet with another trainee over who could hand out the most candies. So, despite his hatred of the dang holiday, he still had a mission and no matter what, Tee was going to win this bet.
Due to his introverted nature, there were many of his fellow trainees and even idols whom he simply did not know. Thankfully, this was a secret and anonymous event and so he didn't have to worry about how embarrassing it would be to approach a stranger and hand them a gift bag of candies or chocolates. Tee's first gift was placed inside the bag of a female trainee he'd seen around before. Attached to the bag of chocolates was a small note, written in his neat handwriting. The paper he'd 'borrowed' from Arin in the hopes of distracting the recipients from thinking it was from him.
is there a valentines day version of the easter bunny? if there is, that’s what yinuo fancies herself today. she flits around, taking whatever opportunity she can get to deliver candies and chocolates to other trainees, idols, and the other celebrities in legacy entertainment. she sets her sights on her next target: someone looks like they need some more sweets.
“happy valentine’s day,” yinuo greets the girl with a cheerful smile. “hey, can you hold this for me for a second?” she places a bag of sweets in the other’s hand, and then steps back, as if to admire her work. “actually, you know what? it suits you better. i think you should keep it.” she smiles at her own cleverness, hoping that the other girl is just as amused. “keep that hidden, though! the coaches might confiscate it.”
for @lgchayoung in the practice room, practicing for fabula & crystallis debut
“ you can do it!” even after repeating the mantra for around twenty times, miyeon blinked a little worriedly at hayoung as they sat facing each other, legs spread in a flexible split and fingers tangled just a little for leverage. she was starting to wonder if perhaps--she had been a little too optimistic in terms of what and how much flexibility hayoung could possibly do.
surely the other, being as cute and as amazing as she is--would be able to stretch a little more, wouldn’t she?
she wriggled slightly, pulling herself forward as she watched hayoung with a gaze that could only be described as minutely intense, head tilted and brows furrowed a little worryingly.
“ you can do it hayoung! just a little more!” she scrambled up from her spot, sensing the other’s waning energy from pushing forward than the v shaped split that hayoung had been doing for the past five minutes or so. “ do you need me to help push you down a little?” she worried her bottom lip, hand lightly touching hayoung’s back as she started doubting her ability to continue pushing for this particular route--it seemed as though hayoung was in a real good amount of pain. perhaps they should stop.
miyeon puffed out her cheeks. still, it was way too soon to stop, wasn’t it? and muscles needed to be stretched well so that there would be less cramping after dance practice later. she decided quickly. she knew that hayoung had an endless amount of potential welling deep in her, still waiting to be found out.
gripping her sweaty towel like a cheerleader, miyeon clenched her fists and attempted hyping hayoung up with another scream of energy.
“GO GO HAYOUNG! YOU CAN DO IT! JUST A LITTLE MORE!”
journal entry #1 | dated somewhere early on when miyeon first joined legacy
dear diary,
i used to think that i knew what i wanted to become after watching and participating in some dance competition..and that had changed when i auditioned for legacy and somehow by a stroke or luck or something, achieved the impossible and became an idol trainee.
perhaps i could be a successful idol with my dance skills--or at least that was what i thought, before the singing class today.
it was...a rather unique experience, i guess you could say that.
no one likes being scolded, and i’m not necessarily an exception to that, no matter how much i try telling myself otherwise.
and so, i cried today after singing lessons.
it felt much like a failure to me, not being able to achieve that high note that everyone seemed to effortlessly be able to hit the moment they opened their mouths. worse still, some of the trainees came in even later than i did, and started training later than i ever did.
with each step i take, the world of an idol trainee only seemed to get bigger and smaller at the same time. bigger, because there would be an endless amount of trainees, just waiting and baiting their time to rise up and take my place. smaller--because of how difficult it is to fit into the exact cut that they want to see.
even more terrible is the fact that i feel as though i’ve let down everyone’s expectations of me. from my friends that encouraged me to try out being an idol from the dance academy to the instructor who patted my back today after class and gave me an encouraging smile.
what if i don’t live up to their expectations? i don’t think i can shoulder such a heavy burden, even if it seems to be one that i’m putting entirely upon myself.
i mean, just look at how today turned out--i cried after class, and the instructor of my singing class waited next to me after everyone had left, and sat down with me as i cried, before giving me helpful tips and instructions on how to improve.
everyone has their difficult moments, that’s what they said. but not improving in the moment and still persisting to be better is what will set you apart from others.
my heart felt so warm and full after that comment. maybe it’s because i’m homesick, but they felt like family in that split moment of a second that they comforted me.
i’m feeling better now though, and i decided to work a little more than usual from now one on my singing--just so that i won’t let that instructor down. (is it bad that i’ve forgotten their name already? i’m still trying to learn korean and it’s a little odd rolling off my tongue...but i’m trying)
Hi everyone!! I know I’m probably extra late and all but T-T I am in need of 30 people for miyeon, hanseul and mirae to send some love / valentine submits to! if you would like something from either of them, just hit the like button or comment below and i’ll send some your way!
this is a plotcall for F&C girls, (especially fabula girls!) for the F&C mission :D
all of my spaces on this event are currently open, so please do hit me up to plot something with miki for debut preparations! she needs friends, and maybe they can worry a bit about naming titles from legacy or something, since she submitted three names for them to pick owo.
but honestly, both miki and i are open for everything and anything! pls feel free to like this small harried plot call and i’ll pop into your discord, twitter or dms to brainstorm with u!
it had to be one of the most times that she had nearly lost her voice singing so many notes and most particularly many high notes in songs.
it wasn’t as though that she wasn’t capable of hitting the notes, it was simply just a matter of tuning her vocal chords to be a little more adjustable to hitting the notes more consistantly since fabula had been slated to debut already.
this was something that she had been waiting for for the longest time.
and she wasn’t about to just send everything to a complete waste before it even begin.
“ one more time.” she begged the audio engineer outside, glancing at the producer with a hopeful but begging eyes as she slowly moved the headphone once more over her ears. “ because i feel like i can do this line a little better than before.”
she cleared her throat, wincing slightly as she grabbed her honey lemon tea, gulping a few sips down to soothe her throat from being overused too much.
cool’s recording had gone on just fine, and so had wind blows. despite her surprising lack of confidence (and her subsequent continued singing, humming and practicing of the songs over and over again, even in the shower), she had hit the high notes comfortably. in fact, it had been so smooth and easy that even she herself had been rather surprised.
that showed that she was improving, wasn’t she?
excitement made her overextend herself a little, and the pain of having stretched herself past her limit with the humongous goal of recording all three songs in one day as she said she could possibly do was starting to weigh in upon her shoulders as she tried to hit the high notes in labyrinth with a consistency that she couldn’t find.
“want a short break?” her shoulder sagged slightly as the producer chuckled into the microphone. “ we did tell you that doing all three might be a little too difficult for you.” she turned sheepish as she pulled off the headphones with a heavy sigh, bare feet curled into the carpet as she slid out of the recording studio to sink into the sofa that they had, almost embarrassed.
“ sorry.” she mumbled, fingering the dog-eared and coloured lines where she had made meticulous notes for each song she had to sing. “ it’s just gonna be quite a while before i can canonball through three songs without any issues, huh?” she laughed a little awkwardly, biting her bottom lip.
“it’s normal.” the producer leaned back in their chair, raising a brow at her. “you’re only just debuting after all. let you and your vocal chords at a little more used to singing more than just a few lines that don’t push your limits.” he offered her an encouraging smile. “i’ll see you tomorrow, rest your throat, drink more water. no more practicing these three songs until you come back here tomorrow.” miki laughed a little shyly at the stern advice, nodding her head as she bowed to the producer and the audio engineers in the room gratefully once more.
