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[archivalle]

@threades​ .

“HAHA — woopsies!” Maybe, moments prior, trying to call out to the other with a hood up and a pair of glasses on to hide his appearance ( it’s hard being famous! ) WASN’T the best thing he’s ever done; hood’s tugged off and glasses are removed, folded together and tucked to hang off of his shirt with one arm beneath. He points at his face, as though this alone is indicator enough.“It’s HIFUMIN, silly~ See, see! HI - FU - MI! Dontcha recognise me?!”

[nakhama-a]

‘    don’t tell ‘em i’m here,   ‘kay   ?   ’   eyes half-lidded in the wake of her grin,  index pressed to her lips slyly.   ‘   they don’t like it when i sneak out.   ’

@threades​,   mi kyong.

[nakhama-a]

‘   a cure i know that soothes the soul   . . .   a good ol’ fashioned food war   !   what d’ya say,   erina - chaaaan   ?   ’

@threades​,   erina.

[whiterbone-a]

" geh I don't want to hear it , especially when you're making that ugly grin too... I can already feel it. " making no attempt to mince words , they come across as harsh and ice cold. quite the honest person once all guards come off , aren't you? / mi kyong  ——   @threades​  

        hands are shoved in his pockets,  whistling a small tune to himself and head raised as fingers fiddle with his phone.  although,  it’s a voice that’s too familiar ——    well,  he had been talking to him previously but it’s purposefully ignored.  going one ear out the other as he finally takes this opportunity to  “ look around ”,  per say.  glancing up and down, even right over their head to eyeing behind; he even holds his own chin in a feigned imitation of being deep in thought and a gravel of great mystery.  who know where his eyes are trained at behind that blindfold but his next statement is rather obvious the intent is to anger and irritate   (  .  .  .  )   has always been the name of the game and he obliges in it too much.  maybe this is why no one respects him as a sorcerer but hey,  ignorance is bliss after all.

“   hm  .  .  .  it’s weird.  i hear mi kyong talking to me but i don’t see her.   ”   a pause as he takes one quick look around before shoulders give a small shrug,  even taking the phone from his pocket to a midst of a distraction.   “   .  .  .  probably just my imagination.  ”    

[apricifate]

@threades​​ submitted: ( ✉ → sms ) sooooo… what was your first impression of me / mi kyong @ aillah

          She’s just wrapped up filming her next few upcoming videos which she’d edit the following day to get them uploaded and scheduled for post on time when the notification rings through. The cute white cat emoji holding an envelope signaling a new text. Seeing it came from them only sent butterflies in her stomach! It’s the question though which summons a blush heating her cheeks. What was her first impression? That seemingly came out of nowhere. Well, she couldn’t leave them hanging!

( ✉ → sms ) (/ε＼*) ( ✉ → sms ) My first impression of you?

The typing started. Thumbs racing against her mobile phone screen and deciding now would be her chance! She never exactly hid her feelings when it came to them. They were really important to her. Mi certainly knew how to make her flustered.

( ✉ → sms ) I would have thought I’d made that extremely obvious by now! ( ✉ → sms ) You’re someone who I thought would become an incredible friend to me. Someone who seemed like I’d be able to trust with my life. ( ✉ → sms ) The way you instantly figured out how to make me laugh? The way you stood up to those goons wanting to pick a fight with the wrong person? I thought you were brave!

What about her? What did Mi think about Aillah in return? After pressing the send button, fingers hug around the device and she pulls it close to her chest. She can feel her heart racing. Like it’s about to jump straight from her chest.

[eatsyou-a]

        “     eh?      mi  -  chan,     mi  -  chan!      show  me  that  again!     ”      @threades​