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geum miran. '72 line. actress and comedian. one of the many founding talent at millenium.

[rvseungjin]

“I have to say, there is very little stranger than being a forty-three year old man with four children already, and getting into a pregnancy scandal,” he admitted, rubbing his hand over his face with a little laugh. It was the first time since gabe was born that he’d been back at the higher building– he was just in and out, getting some stuff so he could do some work from home while on paternity leave. but gabriel was old enough to not be a sobbing mess when away from lucille, so andrew thought he’d bring the baby along in a little carrier, so his friends at work could meet him. “seems the place hasn’t burned down in my absence, so that’s nice to see at least.”

[rvmiran]

“at least you decided to copy ahmi and not beomsoo. i think having intimate photos of you leak at your age is a lot more embarrassing,” she told him with a wry smile. “well, you’re barely into your paternity leave at all, andrew. don’t be so certain. there’s so much time left for things to go sideways.”

[rvmiran]

rvnamil​:

“neither did i– it was a favor for a friend,” namil answered with a smile. “it was mostly jisung’s vision, but i had some creative liberties. and it was a great vision. i loved it immediately.”

“maybe you should look into doing it more-- for the right people and ideas,” she commented. “you seem happy. and proud of it. and i think you’d be able to get so much more ideas out for less risk and cost.” she laughed. “i can see how it’d be something you’d take to-- it has your fingerprints all over it.”

[rvmiran]

rvyeong​:

“I think Beom is braver than me, but… fair enough,” Yeong said, rubbing his neck with a sheepish smile. “You’re right, though. I should be fine, I’m not sure why I’m so worried about freezing. I haven’t before. Or… if I have, I’ve completely blocked it out.”

“all the nerves you’re feeling right now are ones you have overcome before. this too is temporary,” she assured him. “even if you freeze, your fans are with you. everyone knows you’re not as much of a regular with this as you used to be. i know you don’t want to think about it, but it’ll come across more endearing than anything.”

[rvmiran]

“i didn’t even know you did music videos,” miran admitted, watching the video in question. he’d been secretive about the project-- all she’d known was that he was excited, and she could see why. it suited him. “it’s very fun. was it your idea or jisung’s?” @rvnamil​

[rvyeong]

“It feels weird to be promoting again, but… I don’t know, it’s not nearly as weird as I thought it would be, given how long it’s been,” Yeong admitted. It had been four years since the last music show broadcast he’d attended, and at least six years since he’d tapped into a concept as bright as Say Yes - so of course he was still worried. “I’m cautiously optimistic that things won’t go sideways.”

[rvmiran]

“yeong, i’m going to be blunt,” miran said with a tiny smile. “if my son can accidentally expose himself to the entire world and still be able to carry on in his group like nothing is wrong, you will be just fine.”

[rvmiran]

rvnamil​:

“why don’t you just dress me,” namil sighed with fake exasperation. “it would be easier if you went into the closet and picked out what you felt like was appropriate.”

“because you’re a grown man who should be able to dress himself,” she teased, kissing him on the cheek and putting her empty coffee cup in the sink. “let’s go. i’ll find something that matches.”

[rvmiran]

rvnamil​:

“you call them quirks, i call them the spice of life,” namil retorted, turning to go back into their room and to the closet. “neutral or dark? so no bright green bowling shirts?”

“do you have a brown bowling shirt? that would be appropriate,” she told him firmly. “what about a grey t-shirt and a blazer? that would look nice.”

[rvmiran]

rvbeomsoo​:

“yeah, you’re right. they’d hate having to tell her they have a group now with eleven members,” beomsoo laughed softly in agreement, though he conveniently didn’t respond to his mom’s compliments. he shook his head, “supporting his hoarding just enables him, there’s been a unicycle leaning against the kitchen counter for the past like three months and every time we’re all home we all just walk around it like it’s not there.”

“yeah, well, when i tried to move that to a storage garage last week, he got cross with me and insisted he needed it for a project soon, and wanted it in the house so he could see it because it helps him visualize. it wasn’t worth the argument,” she sighed

[rvmiran]

rvlana​:

“well, you guys are so well matched. and you put up with each others quirks. nah, you celebrate each others quirks. i think people just see that and want someone like that for themselves.”

“everyone will find their person. they just need to not be worried about finding that person, and focus more on themselves,” miran insisted.

[rvmiran]

rvnamil​:

“what am i if not loud?” namil answered stubbornly. “fine. but i want to keep the pants. they’re stretchy. i like them.”

“a very creative and talented man who deserves to be given a chance despite his quirks,” miran answered. “the pants are fine if you pair them with something else. try a solid colored shirt. maybe in a neutral or darker tone.”

[rvjenny]

“i know my comeback probably would’ve done better if i’d done the traditional music show circuit, but i honestly don’t know that i can bring myself to care,” jenny mused. she was proud of her album, and the two singles she’d released, but while well received, both she and siren were aware it had under-performed win-wise. “i think i’m just too old to keep up with all of it any more. like, i love my music, but brave new world promotions provided more than enough rushing between programs for this quarter. i have no idea how people manage such crazy schedules.”

[rvmiran]

“hey now. you don’t get to call yourself old. i am young and in the prime of my life. if you’re old, then i don’t get to say that anymore,” miran warned

[rvmiran]

rvbeomsoo​:

“yeah, you’re right,” beomsoo replied as she poked him, not wanting to think about how much harder it probably would’ve been for distich to not deal with the scandal if they had come back from him being fully kicked out. he laughed softly at her second comment, still feeling a slight sense of embarrassment for his mom collecting practically anything that had to do with his siblings, and now his, careers while he was already twenty-six. “that’s because you guys are hoarders,” he half-joked, “except dad holds onto actually weird things from shows either of you have done.”

“they could never get rid of you, though. you’re too talented. plus, then there’d be an uneven amount of members in the group, and i think that alone would give doona an aneurysm,” miran joked. “hey now! i am a doting, loving, proud mother-- not a hoarder. your father? maybe a hoarder. but i am just supportive.”

[rvnamil]

“what do you mean i look stupid? i think this looks fun,” namil said with a little pout, turning back to the mirror to look upon his striped pants, hawaiian shirt, and large brimmed hat. “don’t i dress like this every day?” // @rvmiran​

[rvmiran]

“it’s fun, but not for a business lunch,” miran told her husband firmly, reaching up to take off his hat. “you’re trying to pitch an entire drama. this is important. i don’t want them saying no to you just because you gave them a... loud first impression.”

[rvmiran]

rvlana​:

“you guys seem really happy. like, k-industry couple goals,” seola said with a tiny smile, trying hard to repress the warm feelings in her chest. because she knew it was only a matter of time before she associated them with noah, and she was trying hard not to think about that. ever. 

“well... i don’t know if i’d call us goals. everyone’s goals for relationships are different, and i don’t know how people can decide that when they see so little of our lives. but we are very happy. he is my soulmate-- weird as all hell, but makes my life exciting.”

[rvmiran]

rvlana​:

“he’s unique and quirky. it’s an asset. clearly to be successful in this industry, you have to have some aspect of weird to you– otherwise everything you’d put out would be boring as fuck.”

“you should tell him that-- he’d be pleased his genius is understood by someone that isn’t his wife,” miran laughed. “my life hasn’t been boring since i met him, though. and i wouldn’t have it any other way.”

[princess-joey]

Aidan felt herself zone out with whatever the person was talking to her about. Not that she was trying to be rude, but she had heard it all before. None of it was interesting or new and criticism was never something that was easy for her to take. “Spare me the lecture. You’re not my dad,” Aidan scoffed with a roll of her eyes.  

[rvmiran]

“no, but i am a 30 year veteran of the industry who’s been doing this longer than you’ve been alive. if one of my kids talked to me like that, they wouldn’t hear the end of it,” miran answered back firmly. she hated working with some of these idol kids-- they were so entitled. even if she was beomsoo’s groupmate, this was unacceptable, and honestly? made her look down a little on the group as a whole unfortunately.

[haenarv]

[ i was trying to have a conversation – the best i could – with someone the other day, and i don’t think it fully got through to them why i write things out. when i wrote them my reply to their verbal question, they took my notepad and pen and wrote their message back. it was funny more than anything, but you’d think by now most people would know my specific circumstances… ]

she scrawled her message with a little smile. losing her voice had been soul-crushing, and she still had a lot of trouble with it, but sometimes things happened that were just so ridiculous that she didn’t have the energy to be upset about it– it was just funny.

[rvmiran]

“lord, you are much more patient than i am,” miran said in reply to the note, shaking her head and laughing. “someone as high profile as you? it’s almost insulting that they didn’t realize what you were doing. i might have just taken the notebook and smacked them over the head with it.”