#tjmi

[chanrimi]

♧fateful reunion♧

@tjmi​

She was afraid he wouldn’t remember. Remember her love of water-lilies, the way she had doodled Monet’s paintings all across her textbooks, how she had spent hours sketching in pencil instead of paying attention in english. Chan-ri remebered excitedly showing him pictures of his work on her phone, a hundred images -saved with different pictures. The endless hours in which he probably hadn’t of been paying attention (though secretly, deep down, she hoped he had.) It felt like there was a cyclical notion in this very meeting, Chan-ri had mentioned escaping, she’d talked to him at lunch so many years ago about moving to London and going to the national gallery about how she felt her youth would never die when she looked at those paintings. But in the end, she was never able to escape this place. 

But things had changed. They had got complicated, he had disappeared right before she had needed him and her memories of them had darkened. She remembers chasing through empty corridors searching for him, wondering why, like a ghost - their relationship had crumbled into nothing. The comission had meant to be a message she had hoped he would of recieved and understood, a message that he could decipher. So she stands opposite him, slightly taken aback that they’d both arrived at the same time, at the same bench overlooking the edge of the island. Chan-ri had wanted to be prepared, to sit and calm herself, but he already seemed two steps ahead. He looks the same, she muses to herself, before giving a pained smile. 

“Remember me?”

[mieunmi-blog1]

A LOOK INTO 심EUNMI’S PERSONAL LIFE ▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀ MI:EXECUTION EDITION !

[mixgrim]

Do you main Reaper?

「Honesty Hour 」 | Status: Accepting!

GRIM didn't even know why he bothered to answer. He himself was someone who judged other people's aliases. That guy's joke was that flat, that it didn't even angered him. The male threw a disdainful glare at him, nothing more. There was some similiarty between GRIM and the ficitional character Reaper, like his affinity to black clothes and long coats, but that was it. "I don't use guns. And I am not going to wear a mask like some cowardy bastard." To this day he still did not know how that Katana kid looked like, but as soon as he found out, that guy was dead meat. "You only need a mask, when you are scared a victim will survive and will become a witness."

[mieunmi-blog1]

which of your friends would you trust to write your biography?

          “ a biography? sounds morbid. what would i need someone to write about me? ” and, honestly, she does surprisingly refrain from mentioning that it’ll happen regardless   —   that people write of her and her father, but especially so of the later. she makes headlines in her own way in local gossip blogs if anything and it’s nothing she cares for either way. “ i don’t think any of my friends would bother sitting down and writing about my life. it’s all about insta lives and spilling tea on youtube, making pod casts which has made some kind of weird comeback. ” 

          she doesn’t care for any of them, really. it feels too righteous to make videos or gossip on such a public forum about others or to defend herself in any manner. when seungjin broke up with her, she’d finally heard everything he’d sheltered her from and heard far worse because of the circumstances of their break-up but she needed it in a sense. otherwise, she’d fall apart in the world she lives in now. wouldn’t that be pathetic? “ if we’re talking about it from a business standpoint, i’d choose tj because he would write it well and it would be humorous even if it’s mockingly so. he’d probably make it to be a satire. however, if i wanted it to be accurate   —   then seol because i know i can trust her. ”

[magpiemi]

Is there such thing as a stupid question?

honesty hour

“yes, this one!” she giggles, twirling a lock of hair around her finger. it’s fallen out of her ponytail as the day progressed, but isn’t quite enough to warrant fixing it. there’s plenty of stupid questions out there in the world; is the earth flat? ( of course not! ) are bees vital to human survival? ( more than anything! ) worse, there’s plenty of stupid people to ask them, though truthfully, this isn’t the dumbest question she’s been asked, and she’s certainly asked worse herself. usually to lucas or her fellow gang members, though that’s probably for the best. even if they think she’s got a screw loose, at least she knows they won’t hold it against her ( not with any malicious intent, anyway). 

“maybe those useless questions that aren’t really questions. like, when someone says ‘the weather, ey?’ to start a conversation... what’s the point? why not just say what you wanted to say in the first place?” she hums. “or, asking people what’s up or how they are when you don’t actually care. don’t bother asking people things you don’t care about. you’re just wasting everyone’s time! just get to the point!” a huff passes her lips, her tongue darting out to wet them and her finger still twirling her hair. “I hate it when people beat around the bush.” 

[mihyunjin-blog]

If you could be born into another life, would you? What would it be like?

“uh,” hyunjin blinks. it’s not an uncommon question, but one he’s usually brushed off. he claims he never wants to think about a world where designer companies don’t tug at his sleeves to let them use his face and name for their work. hyunjin’s selfish and materialistic-- but if he could be born into another life, well then...

“a life that isn’t the son of hwang hyunyoung.” he says quietly, thoughtfully. he brings it up as if he’s talking about the weather-- nonchalant as can be. his shoulders shrug. “it’s nice and all, but...i think an easier life where i don’t have a batshit woman breathing down my neck would be better.”

[mieunmi-blog1]

Why would you even bother keeping me around?

          “ are you in need of validation of some kind? ” she never thought him to be the type and she’s sure any genuine attachment would be mocked. such is his humor, really, and there is no definitive relationship between them, not to her anyway. even if he knows things about her she doesn’t dare to allow anyone else know or witness as much as he does   —   eunmi doubts he could say a word to anyone else or risk losing it all, the all being whatever it is he really wants from her. in all truth, it should be her asking why he does anything she asks so she knows just what it is. money, reputation, a connection to her father. all things she expects people to stay around her in order to gain it for themselves. there’s rarely a soul she knows that isn’t out for personal gain, including herself. 

          “ i keep you around because you do whatever i ask you to. why wouldn’t i? that’s like getting rid of good help. ” finding anyone qualified normally doesn’t warrant getting rid of them, quite the opposite really. though she wouldn’t call him the help if asked seriously, if she cared enough to answer that seriously, because she realizes that slowly, over time, they might actually be friends. “ are you asking to be freed? you’re not some house elf, i wouldn’t stop you. ” no, she gave up on stopping anyone from leaving her a long time ago. 

[danixmi]

Hypothetically, what do you think would cause the MPD to start investigating someone? Just hypothetically.

𝒾𝓉'𝓈 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒷𝑒𝓉𝓌𝑒𝑒𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑒𝓈:《 Accepting! 》

Dani stared at the boy with a raised eyebrow, looking over her shoulder just to see if there were any cameras around. “That wasn’t an actual question, right?” She tries not to laugh at him if he really was curious about it, but it was just really confusing to her why he couldn’t just figure it out on his own what the usual protocol was for any officer to start off an investigation. Hell, he could just put on any crime show, and he’ll get his answers. “Uhm crime? You know the type of crime that’s endangering others? Murder maybe? big Illegal cases.”

 Her eyes narrowed after a moment, finally hitting the marks on why he perhaps asked her that type of question. “Did you do something? Is that why you’re asking me?”