#kisaontv

[kntaro-blog]

@kisaontv

[ text → kisa] But I sat down for a second and god, the couch is so much more appealing than anything else right now.

[ text → kisa ] Wait, you’re there already? Haaaa... crap.

[ text → kisa ] Alright alright, I had a moment of weakness but I promised I would come with you, I even suited up so ... yeah, I will be on my way.

[ text → kisa ] Keep me updated, what’s going there ?

[leechxhee]

@kisaontv; continued from here:

[ text ] pls hurry

[ text ] i may sounfd literate but i’m durnk

[ text ] ok the last text was not a good examole

[ text ] i guess oyu shoun’t text and drive

[text: 키사] ........

[text: 키사] i honestly find it entertaining how you spelled the hardest word right and the easiest words wrong. ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

[text: 키사] i’m coming though. dont you think about starting your car i swear...

[yoshizawaaamiki-blog]

{{ treacherous heels

thread with @kisaontv

Miki was feeling a little out of place, to say the least. Balancing on stilettos that she wasn’t used to (they were flattering, she would admit that much), she walked gingerly into the studio where the shoot was happening, constantly aware of the strain that the shoes were putting on the balls of her feet. That wasn’t the only reason she was feeling anxious--when Hiro, her aspiring fashion photographer friend had called in a favor for her to be a background model for his new project, she had been expecting something a little smaller. Perhaps a pamphlet for a new show that a student designer was putting together. 

She hadn’t been expecting a proper magazine shoot, with proper, more professional models who were already taking their places in front of the backdrop. And while Miki was just supposed to stand behind them with a few other wide-eyed girls who looked just as nervous as she was, she couldn’t help but throw Hiro a pleading look. He only threw her a thumbs up and a mouthed “daijoubu” in return.

Miki took her place near the middle, right behind a beautiful model with soft curls. She turned to her right, to face the other part-time model, exchanging nervous smiles before posing. For the shoot, the background models’ faces weren’t even going to be in the shot, they would only be captured from the jaw down, pretending to be in conversation with each other while the professionals posed in front. She heard some final chattering from the staff, and then the shutter began going off. 

[loropechika]

♡ ( for any muse you'd like or all ^^ )

♡: how does my muse act, consciously and/or subconsciously, around people they are romantically interested in?

michiru: she just can’t concentrate even when it comes to talking u.uaya: she just seeks skinship. since she isn’t good with words. grabs and kisses~hime: smitten completely embraced by the romance she just let’s herself go.amaya: theoritically she would ran away.jasmine: she uses her assets to flirt and seduce , judge her notsae: nothing , nobody is worthy of her attention anymore.nami: she doesn’t believe in romance~dahlia: she probably will say it. her sense of shyness is zerokaren: she flirts like there is no tomorrowrei: friendly. she is not good at flirting and also fears rejection so she never acts on it.miki: she will flirt and show she is interestedairi: no room for romance so i have no clue. probably she will get shy and talk about surgery

[hahahyemi]

💙

💙- A sad memory that makes them cry 

“I thought when you joined a girl group, your members are supposed to be like family! I would see that a lot on t.v. shows or behind the scenes videos. They all looked like they had fun together and had this unbreakable bond! That’s what I really thought. When I was told I would be in a group, I really thought it would be like that and I was eager to see who I would be debuting with out of all the trainees within the company. I hadn’t met the other two that were selected for the group before though because they were training at a separate building. Immediately, our maknae and I bonded! We became really close at first but our leader was a different story. She was so cold….and after a while would reprimand us if we would talk at all to one another. I was shocked that this was how group members actually acted.

When we had our t.v. show many people would comment with mean things accusing us of not putting effort into our work and seeming uninterested. It wasn’t that we were uninterested, we just didn’t want to be reprimanded! We didn’t know what else to do other than not speak to one another, and showing excitement also seemed like a bad thing. I was naive at the time and thought that was really how things were supposed to work.

Then, someone came out to say that our leader went to school with them and was really mean and that people shouldn’t judge me or our maknae because that’s what our leader would do to people. I felt really thankful that someone was defending us and soon others from their school also spoke out. I thought our leader would change how she acted and be kinder but in the end our company decided to disband us. That almost felt worse to me. We already had recorded our song and were going to film the music video soon too……I’m really glad I’ve never experienced such a thing since then!”

[yoshizawaaamiki-blog]

♡ + cooking

For a kid who grew up in her parents’ restaurant on a busy shopping street, many would have expected Miki to have inherited the cooking skills of her mother and father. However, most of that skill went to her elder sister Mayu instead, while Miki earned her brownie points in waiting tables through her high school years and some days during university. She could clean up a full table of dirty dishes and have it set for the next table of guests in under 2 minutes, a feat that she has always felt proud of. 

Mayu now helps out behind the kitchen at the restaurant, set to inherit it in the future, since everyone in the family knew from moment that Miki picked up a pencil that her future laid elsewhere, outside of the confines of their shopping street. 

That’s not to say that Miki was completely useless in the kitchen either. Being in the environment all the time, with parents who put out wonderful homestyle dishes that were packed full of love and warmth and fuzziness, would have affected her through the very air she breathed, thick with the scent of savoury miso soup and spicy katsu curry. Miki could still easily whip up a tableful of cozy homestyle Japanese dishes, though she was shaky with other cuisines. To her, her own cooking in her little apartment in Tokyo was never as good as okaa-san’s, despite following the same recipe step by step. Perhaps it was something about eating behind the counter of the restaurant while peering at all her neighbors and customers enjoying their meals, or eating with her parents and sister around their kotatsu in the middle of winter that just made food that much more delicious. 

[kntaro-blog]

# (late to the party but eyyy)

Send “#” for a RANDOM text.

( text. ) Oh boy, a group of tourists mistook me for some drama actor hahaha.

( text. ) I’m an idiot so of course I went for it, I’m still laughing at this, they took a bunch of selfies with me and asked for autographs.

( text. ) Aaah man, I love tourists, so much joie de vivre.

[leechxhee]

[text] I just came up with the most amazing idea.

drop these in my inbox for any of my muses / acceptingfor: @kisaontv

even if the male was still in japan due to his performance for the musical ‘my bucket list’ he still made room on memorizing his lines for the new drama he’d be in called ‘suspects’. this would be his second time having a lead role for a drama, and the fact that they start shooting on the day he flies back to korea slightly put more pressure on him. 

upon reading his lines, his phone rang; notifying him that he had received a message. raising an eyebrow a bit, chanhee turned his head and looked at his phone. placing the script down on his bed, he reached for his phone to see who texted him—it was kisa. reading the message, he raised his eyebrow a bit more; curious on what amazing idea she came up with.

[text: 키사] hm? what is it?[text: 키사] do i get coffee or beer in this idea of yours or...?