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HALIME​:

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it wasn’t that she thought that mi young didn’t have better things to do with her time, but halime couldn’t bring herself to bother melina with these thoughts. her friend already had too many problems of her own to be bothered with halime’s situational self-doubt. besides, mi young being older and more experienced, also had that to add to her reasoning in why she was asking her for advice and not her best friend. “i know.” she sighed, yet again. “and i know i should ‘trust the process’ or whatever people say online, but, it’s easier said than done. maybe it’s the birthday thing that it’s leaving me in a funk like that.” halime smiled, waving her hand at the end to ensure that she was putting up a good image of herself. and of course, she didn’t want to be a debbie downer and turn this pleasant, professional meeting into a sob story, starring herself. “i do appreciate your words, mi young. even if this was not what we were supposed to be doing during a business meeting, i do appreciate your advices. i’ll even let the whole baby thing slide.” she added with humor, smiling as she scrunched her nose at mi young.

allowing her client-slash-friend make her own arrangements on the prototype of the app her startup was developing for her, halime sat back, sipping carefully on her drink and watching what was being marked or changed so she could make it happen once she was back at her office. then, the conversation got a friendlier tone, which, halime appreciated, because it relieved the pressures of working with a friend or with someone you admired, and eased her expressions. “we do deserve a fucking break. when are you free? my schedule is easier to move around, but i think weekends work best for me. what about you?”

✧･ﾟ* ☾​

Mi-young was never a big fan of her own birthday, so she could understand the funk that Halime was feeling. It also didn’t help that when she turned, it was a reminder that her age didn’t matter given her immortality. Therefore, she found it redundant to celebrate. It didn’t matter if she was another year wiser or older or with more experience, it felt like a complete plateau at the end of the day. 

“Oh Halime, you matter more than my business, okay? Besides, you have so much time ahead of you. You’ll get over this funk and find that spark again.” Mi-young knew the she-wolf was a fighter in her own right and so she wasn’t too worried of her veering off the path she had made for herself. “Weekends are my day off anyways, so that works best for me...” And for the rest of their time in Myriad cafe, the two caught up and continued planning their scheduled getaway. 

[END]

#threads | mi-young #c: halime yazici #mi-young&halime:01 #end thread.

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MARCELLA​:

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While she wouldn’t have described herself as clumsy, she couldn’t fault Mi-young for thinking so tonight. She was too focused on dueling thoughts of not succumbing to hunger and, well, everything else she had the vicious habit of tormenting herself with.

“Lost in thought.” She shrugged, not offering further apology. Marcella clenched her jaw against the pang of hunger. “But at least sparring together keeps the senses sharp?”

Yet. Marcella wasn’t certain if this was a thinly veiled threat, a warning, or both. Then again she didn’t think she could really hurt Mi-young either. They were both vampires, it would take effort to inflict anything more than a scratch and she had nothing against Mi-young to wish to do so.

“Somewhere between just really hungry and starving, but otherwise fine. I take it you’re coping pretty well if you’re out, or testing your resilience. But I could use a…drink,” she muttered the last sentence more to herself than to her companion. “Maybe going to the gym will provide a decent distraction.” And build up more of an appetite, perhaps, but a good distraction while it lasted. “Haven’t seen you there in a bit, but maybe we’ve just been going at different times.”

✧･ﾟ* ☾​

At that point Mi-young sighed as she knew not everyone is considered to be in their ‘best’ behaviour due to the circumstances they were in. “I don’t blame you.” she agreed. Shrugging, she then casted her gaze downwards and stared at her hands briefly while slowly nodding to their inquiry. “Mmm, maybe TOO sharp.” 

It was risky to do any sort of physical activity at this time. If anything, this would either fuel her hunger or make her want to have an outlet to exhaust it. “Well that makes the two of us.” Mi-young muttered under her breath after hearing Marcella’s state. She then scoffed and shook her head as she continued to clench and unclench her fists, “Coping is an understatement…I didn’t want to ruin my loft.” 

The suggestion caused the vampire to tilt her head slightly, “You’re bold for suggesting that.” She paused and thought about it, sure it would serve as a distraction, however the only issue was the other patrons there. “It’s probably cause of the different times, although I will say I’ve been slacking as I had to focus on a large order from my shop…”

Maybe she could kill two birds with one stone, feed AND get a workout. “...So you’re still up for sparring?” she clarified. It didn’t sound like a bad idea...

#threads | mi-young #c: marcella espada-shirazi #mi-young&marcella:01

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이브; EVE (2022)

#visage | mi-young

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MARCELLA​:

DATE: November 8; Evening LOCATION: UTP; Outdoors

The sun had begun to set leaving the sky in dusky, muted blues and hazy shades of indigo. A halo of burnt oranges, tattered at the edges from the varying lengths of the fading rays of light, surrounded the setting sun that was quickly disappearing over the horizon. The crisp breeze nipped at Marcella’s bare arms.

Hunger sank its fangs into her causing her stomach to twist in craving for blood. Again. She had just fed recently, but the full moon’s pull was making her hunger  more frequent and bottomless no matter how much blood she seemed to consume. There were many things to loathe about being a vampire, but the lunar influence was among the most obnoxious. Marcella hated feeding and did her best to make each time as quick as possible if she were to feed on a live and willing person. And thus she had resorted to going for a long run as a means of distraction, but it was doing little now that her thoughts all remained sharply focused on her growing hunger. Better that than the usual alternative, she supposed, but of course as soon as she considered that her mind started to throw past memories into the mix. Time to start anticipating the arrival of a headache soon to come.

She had been so lost in thought that she had to swerve at the last second to avoid the approaching figure. Marcella slowed to a walk and turned around to approach them. She hadn’t crashed into them, so that was a plus, but she figured it’d be rude not to at least check on them.

“Sorry.” The apology was brief and not accompanied by any sort of explanation to excuse the near-accident. “Are you okay? I hope I didn’t startle you.”

✧･ﾟ* ☾​

For someone who was already dead, Mi-young surely wished she was more so on the resting in peace side of things. The full moons were definitely a hit or miss, but overall dreadful to the vampire as she struggled with maintaining a civilized and composed demeanour. 

She was always steps ahead for any occurrence that would significantly take place. With the Beaver Moon it was no different, she had blood bags stocked, even an emergency stash. Her plan was to just lock herself up in her loft, in the dark with the bountiful of blood to feed on. However, her cravings went through the roof that it was impacting her own sanity to the point where she decided to go for a walk and gain a breath of fresh air.

Evidently enough, she knew it was an ‘itch’ for wanting live blood bags in her trek. However, Mi-young had a lot of restraint through the years, so why stop now? If anything, this was building her tolerance as she remained distant and distracted herself in many ways whether it be the scenery or her phone or people watching at a distance. 

Speaking of people…

Avoiding the collision, in a blink of an eye, she moved to the space beside her and continued walking trying not to attract any attention. However, when she heard the apology and the inquiry, she stopped and took a deep breath before engaging in the conversation. “No harm, no foul.” she pointed out at first. “Although I will say your timing is impeccable for being…CLUMSY...” Shaking her head, she then replied with, “I’m fine and no you didn’t..Not yet at least...How about yourself?” 

#threads #c: marcella espada-shirazi #mi-young&marcella:01 #hope this is okieee! :3

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OPHELIA​:

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Even in a country like this, people had trouble hiding their age. Ophelia wasn’t sure exactly how old this woman was, but from her mannerisms, she must have been at least around her parents’ age range. “If you have no clue then all you’ve been doing is surviving and that doesn’t count as living.”

The witch smirked at Mi-young. “Adapt better, make use of it. Surely, you aren’t just a pretty face, right?” Ophelia took a sip before thanking the barista with a wink. “Dressed so smartly, yet not a thought in her head.”  They muttered, not caring if a word was heard. “If you need anything, including better, discrete mornings, you now have my contact.”

✧･ﾟ* ☾​

The statement struck a nerve with Mi-young. While she was somewhat being called out, she would like to think she got over the whole fight or flight mindset and was now living how she wanted to be. With a hardened gaze, the vampire shook her head in disagreement and calmly replied with, “I have no clue what you’re talking about.” She maintained an honest tone as this was a complete stranger she was talking to. 

Reading out the business card, she picked up on the other’s name. “Well Miss Santana, I’ll agree to disagree.” Reaching over the counter, she then took her beverage before opening up the lid and pulling out a vial of blood. She heard the comment, loud and clear with her heightened hearing, but simply ignored it as she focused on dumping the contents into her drink and stirring it with the provided stir stick. It would be the definition of insanity as they would get nowhere with the back and forth. More so, she ran out of fucks to give. 

“That’s vague, again…At this rate, you serve no purpose to me, so I’m sure this would benefit someone else.” She held the card back out to them and said, “And a turned down opportunity wouldn’t hurt your finances. There’s...what do they call it?...’Other fishes in the sea’ for your supposed expertise.” 

#threads | mi-young #c: ophelia santana #mi-young&ophelia:01

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REN​:

Ren fell silent for a moment as he pondered the question about Mi-young. He had to give her the credit she deserved. She had always been genuine to him which was a huge reason he spent the time her did with her. She knew him very well and that left him vulnerable but because of how honest she was, he knew that vulnerability wasn’t ,misplaced. “You’ve got me there. You might be the most honest person I know” Ren noted before his small smile grew into a smirk. “ It can’t be left alone too long, it gets out of control”  Ren teased as he gathered the clothes he was going to purchase. “ Well I can’t let them down.” He snuck a glance over towards the salesperson before glancing back. He lifted a hand to wave off the idea he had somewhere to be. “ No I have nowhere to be, I’m all yours for the day. I’ll give you that though. It is a little rude to be picky about food considering alternatives” He admitted. he knew he shouldn’t be so careless with some of his words about things like food when he had people he cared about who couldn’t even enjoy food like he could. “ It’s for work, I have a lot of suits at this point, but it’s all starting to feel repetitive. I used to be fun, but now I’m at work all the time”

✧･ﾟ* ☾​

A triumphant smirk appeared on Mi-young’s lips as she nodded, “Enough said.” she replied while doing an overdramatic bow. It was all fun and games, but to live this long she wasn’t going to provide any sort of shortcomings to others, especially with someone who was of Ren’s status. “What an honour, if it isn’t my lucky day…” she mused as she gestured a wave towards the cash register. “Some people have preferences and there’s nothing wrong with that. It’s all about finding a common ground. As such, I am more than okay with your selection.” After learning that the suit was for his job, Mi-young rolled her eyes and mentally slapped herself as she should have known better. From one work-aholic to another, it was always rewarding and therapeutic to be shopping for an outfit to stunt on while you were on the job. “Typical, but for what it’s worth you do have taste…” Arching a brow, the vampire then curiously asked, “Used to? Do tell, what was ‘FUN’ Ren Yamada really like?” 

#threads | mi-young #c: ren yamada #mi-young&ren:01

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HALIME​:

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the talk of change reminded her a lot of her conversations with her father. maybe that was why halime was so eager to please or to make miyoung proud. while the two were friends, the vampire had always been held so high in halime’s standards, that it was hard for her not to want to be held up high, too. the talk of setting up high expectations for herself made the alpha chuckle a little. “i guess it’s a little late for that. and yes, i know i’m the only one setting up these expectations, but… at my age, my mother had already managed to carry on an empire in the technological field and had already married my father.” she stated, a sad smile gracing her lips as halime retold her parents little love story. “i’m still trying to make my start-up work.” hali then finished with a sigh. it wasn’t often that she allowed others to see her this–vulnerable, but she figured that she could do that with miyoung. “it just feels like everyone is succeeding, and i’m… still trying to keep my head above water. some days are just harder than others.” the alpha confessed, before bringing her coffee to her lips. “do you… regret doing or not doing something in your years, miyoung?”

silence fell once halime allowed miyoung to browse through the beta version of the app. she gave the vampire enough space to do as she pleased with the test version, but also made herself open to any questions that miyoung might have had. “oh, i know.“ halime nodded. “i wouldn’t have a successful business if i went around granting favors to friends, right? my father would definitely be upset if that happened. and now that i have your okay for this beta version, you’ll have an invoice in your email by the end of the week.” she assured miyoung, as she went on to make notes on every comment and change the vampire had pointed out for her to make. “ah… as for our weekend, how do you feel about a spa getaway? i think we could both use the royalty treatment.”

✧･ﾟ* ☾​

It was inevitable to try to talk the she-wolf out of discouraging herself, especially with the reputation her family name had. It was a given that a lot of pressure was already on her to begin with. “We are our OWN worst enemy…Especially when it comes to comparison.” Mi-young pointed out at first. “Further to that time has changed when your mother made a name for herself in comparison to the present.” With a gentle smile, she reached out and gently squeezed her hand as a form of comfort before letting go, “You’ve made a name for yourself, you have clients…This is more than enough progress in comparison to when you were just starting out.” Tapping at her own head, the vampire shook her head and huffed a sigh, “It’s all in here hun. Trust it’s never easy, I’d be lying if I say it’s picture perfect. You’ll have your loss, but more importantly you’ll have your gains—no matter how big or small it may be. It’s all about perspective after all. If you keep digging a grave for yourself and bringing yourself down then you’ll never get anywhere.” 

Taking a sip of her coffee, Mi-young pondered on a response to Halime’s question and refrained from frowning as distant memories crossed her mind. “PLENTY of regrets, but alas here I am.” She then shrugged, “There’s a reason why I made a choice…There’s no use in dwelling on what could have been. I hope this somewhat encourages you to have a little bit more faith in yourself…” With a playful grin, she then added, “You’re still a baby after all…So baby steps, mmkays?”

Taking the Apple Pen out of her purse, she began taking screenshots and making noted feedback. Soon she came to a halt and decided to further discuss this on their working hours and continue to carry out their current conversation. “Sounds good, thank you again.” Her ears perked up at the mention of a spa getaway and immediately she nodded in agreement to the plan. “Ugh, please…I agree with you a thousand percent. We need a fucking break. We should get it down before the full moon, that way we would suffer but with…ease.”

#threads | mi-young #c: halime yazici #mi-young&halime:01

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KAREEM​:

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they weren’t going to stand there and keep bantering on who was doing better than who, otherwise, it would come to a point where their genuine admiration for miyoung could be percieved as faked… which, was far from the truth. “i have not. should i start?” they asked with humour in their tone, a light chuckle escaping their lips as kareem gently twirled the cup of coffee in their hands. granted, they wouldn’t start keeping tabs on miyoung, as they thought it would be disrespectful, but given the time they had spent doing business together, and how her flower shop was still open, they could only assume she was still thriving. “all jokes aside, miss kim, i understand what you’re saying. it’s the reason why you’ve just corrected me, isn’t it? we get used to our little routine, so our own achievements tend to be taken for granted.” kareem took the liberty to paraphrase what she has just said.

kareem set their coffee aside to help miyoung with the items she had gotten herself, and started checking them out for her, gently placing them in the paper bag that carried the name and logo of the store. and, since they could, they granted her a 5% additional discount, simply because the store wasn’t too far to hit its monthly and weekly goal anyway. “a thank-you date it is. do you have any preference?” although… since they were inviting, they should be the one to pick the place–shouldn’t they? oh well. kareem them helped her with the payment and then, handed miyoung the baggie with her purchase. “i’ll stop by ‘you’ll be vine’ around 7, is that okay with you?”

✧･ﾟ* ☾​

“If that’s the case, then I’d be in good company, no?” mused Mi-young with a playful smile. It’s not like she had nothing to hide especially when she went through the sponsorship programs and interviewing process. She was content with what she was able to show at face value. “Mm, fair enough Kareem.” Agree to disagree. Pulling out her wallet from her purse, she took out her credit card and handed it to them as she paid the total. “Umm…Let’s do Lunara. Does that work?” She took back her card and purchase before nodding in agreement with the plan. “Seven sounds good, I’ll see you then.” A gracious smile appeared on her lips as she lifted the bags to display the items she bought, “And thanks for contributing to my little shopping spree. I suppose it is a ‘treat myself’ day.” Mi-young then gave a final wave, before bidding goodbye and advising the witch to contact her once he’s at the shop. 

#threads | mi-young #c: kareem baksh #mi-young&kareem:01 #hope its okieee to end it here!

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JINYI​:

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“Oh, my days! This stunning raw jade green is you, dà jiě? Sorry, you’re usually marigold-ish whenever we meet for lunch. Didn’t recognize you. My glasses have been doing a shit job lately.” Jinyi tilted her head back and forth, but no matter what she did, it was undeniably hard to see the features of Mi-young’s visage through the enchanting green haze encapsulating her. “Guess I need a new prescription. Again…” Her voice trailed off. For some reason, she sounded really defeated about it.

But then a light bulb went off when an idea popped into her, and suddenly, she seemed much more excited: “Porque no los dos? How many eggs are in here anyways?” Jinyi opened the carton to check. Quick maths. “I only need seven for the week. Can you bake a cake with three eggs? How about we go back to your place to bake the cake, and then I can take any leftover cake and the rest of the eggs home with me? I can bring the cake to tomorrow’s Trillions meeting. I’m sure the guys would love having a sweet treat for once!” Maybe coming out to the grocery store wasn’t so bad after all. “Come on!!” She placed the eggs in Mi-young’s cart, took the other’s hand, and headed towards the next aisle. “What else do you need? And I might as well get that tofu, too. I should try to make scrambled tofu just in case an apocalyptic egg shortage happens again.”

✧･ﾟ* ☾​

When she had encountered Jinyi, Mi-young found her aura reading quite fascinating as she learned about her colour. For someone who’s literally dead, she wouldn’t associate any sort of…life in her, not even colours. However, it was a comforting sentiment to know that there still was even if it was with a single individual’s eyes. “No need to apologize hun’. It’s not everyday you find me in here after all.” She didn’t need sustenance since she’d frequent the blood banks often. “Again? How frequently do you change these?” Mi-young curiously asked, pointing at her glasses. 

The business owner wasn’t opposed to the spontaneous idea, especially since she’ll a) be able to carry out the mundane task and b) not waste the baked goods she’d made. Therefore, the vampire nodded in agreement and said, “The ingredients did call for like 2 eggs, I think…So that should be enough if I get it in one go…Which I probably will.” Not that she was being cocky, but she was somewhat of a perfectionist at times and so, she would prefer to complete this cake in one go. “Okay, perfect! That works for me. Thank you for the suggestion.” Following Jinyi to the next aisle, she continued to push the cart and take a glance around, “I was thinking of making a carrot cake to match the autumnal season? I’m gonna need carrots...Cream cheese for the frosting along with some powdered sugar...I already have the spices and the usual baking ingredients at home, so that should be enough.” 

#threads | mi-young #c: jinyi 'jinnie' zhao #mi-young&jinyi:01

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JINYI​:

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“Wait, you’re right. Calling my mom is a stupid idea. She never answers my phone calls anyways.” Jinyi said, thinking out loud. They finally stopped fiddling with their phone as they found the eggs being handed to them, and this time it was their turn to confusedly look at Mi-young. “Huh? If you can’t eat them, then why are you buying them? Making a treat for someone?” They too, were a fan of occasionally buying useless things for the hell of it, but useless food was a new one. 

Jinyi held out the eggs for Mi-young to take back. “…If you’re going to use these eggs for good, then maybe you should take them instead. Not that I was going to do anything weird with them. But if they can make someone happy as part of a cake or something, then I think that should take priority. The world won’t end if I don’t have scrambled eggs for a week.” What to make of Karma, Jinyi didn’t quite yet know. However, she did know her actions had directly caused the suffering of countless people. If she could pay back a small amount of that karmic debt with this small act of perceived kindness, then all the better. 

✧･ﾟ* ☾​

What kind of mother neglects their own child?…

The vampire knew better and had been well aware of familial ties that were toxic or careless. At this rate, perhaps she was just assuming incorrectly and that their mother wasn’t much of a phone call type of fanatic. However, Mi-young soon mentally kicked herself after picking up on the familiar scent and the trademark red glasses that she knew from anywhere. “Jinyi.” she announced after realizing who she was talking to. “Um, not quite. I just felt the urge to do a mundane task…” Her voice trailed off while a soft chuckle escaped her lips, “It’s me, Mi-young…I’m sure you’ll be able to put two and two together.”

Declining the carton, she still kept them held in Jinyi’s hands and shook her head, “It’s not do or die hun, I simply came here to attempt to bake a cake…But it’s a definite sign that today’s not the day.” Pausing, she shrugged and added. “Besides, I’d be wasting that cake since I can’t even eat it in its entirety, so please take it. I’m assuming you’re doing some grocery shopping today? Might as well check this off your list.” 

#threads | mi-young #c: jinyi 'jinnie' zhao #mi-young&jinyi:01

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EZRAK​:

˖°˖ ☾  ♡  ☽ ˖°˖

“Are you sure?” He questioned, at first. Ezrak hardly would use having an infant at home as an excuse to make his life easier when in need of something; but, this time, it was really Kiraz’ desire of choice of something to eat. So it was the least he could do for her. Besides, at the remembrance that Mi-young was a vampire, he felt he deserved that. 

Of course his distaste towards vampires were often clouded by his notion that when it comes to business and living in a country like Nova Pangaea, he would cover that thought as much as he could. And with that he simply shared a brief smile at her remark. “She would definitely throw a tantrum, I spoil that child more than I should.” In the end, she was the only one that softened his heart anyway. “Well, I’ll make sure to remember you were kind to me and buy you a bottle of wine or anything that shows my gratitude, in a way.”

✧･ﾟ* ☾​

Mi-young nodded to confirm her decision. It was a no brainer, especially since she’ll be wasting the food she bought as she didn’t plan on fully eating it. It would be a bad look on her end, especially coming from a privileged background. Food scarcity was a thing and she definitely didn’t want to be another added value to such a poor contribution. 

“Absolutely sure.” she replied in a firm tone. Adorable really, to know that his child was loved and cared for. Although she couldn’t fully relate, it was heartwarming to see and hear about it at times. “It’s an OBLIGATION to spoil her. She’s your only child, right?” She appreciated the trade-off, but held no obligation for Ezrak to carry through with it. “That’s not necessary hun, it’s just a dozen eggs that’ll restock anytime. I will say that I’m glad I was able to snatch it for someone I know though.”

#threads | mi-young #c: ezrak gülen #mi-young&ezrak:01

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DA SOM​:

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now it was time for her lips to twitch for a mere second there. while dasom had no intention to continue being treated this coldly in the middle of their day when the vampire was trying to go on with their day in a light way. sure, they knew by now which battles to pick and the ones to ignore, however, they also refused not to stand up for themselves when they felt being treated unfairly. “but… you were the one to mention the programs.” the older vampire said in a matter-of-factly manner as her gaze moved around them, searching for one of the sales associates to flag, before resting her gaze on mi young. “i simply asked how you were doing, in a general manner, like a polite person would, regardless of them being a fan of the programs or not. because i haven’t seen you in a while. the only difference was trying to add humor to it, as i can see was not effective.“ with a shrug, dasom accepted their defeat in that department as the vampire knew she wasn’t funny. at all. 

luckily, they would all be able to move on with their lives as soon as possible, seeing as the eggs shelves were now being replenished. joy! “if i were asked to keep tabs on you, you would know as i think it would be disrespectiful to do it behind your back.” dasom decided to clarify. "and you should know if you were doing something wrong. none of us are children.” with that, dasom recounted the amount of egg cartons in her cart, then looked up, pressing her lip into a forced thin-lipped smile.

 “alas, you have a good day, mi young-ssi—or am i not allowed to do that either?”

✧･ﾟ* ☾​

“Because that’s how I know you.” Sighing, this was a battle that wouldn’t make sense as it was Mi-young’s own opinion being formulated here. She should have just remained civil and gone with her day than make matters worse between them. “Well as long as I’m not harmed and dead, I consider that fine.” she finally replied. Although small talk was a part of her day to day life, it was difficult when she wasn’t fond of the conversation. “I suppose humour comes with age, so it’s understandable.” 

It wasn’t meant to be an insult, but more so of an observation. However, she wouldn’t blame Da Som if they were to be offended by such remarks. It wasn’t like the younger vampire was making a good rep for herself. “Alright fine, I’ll tone the hostility down.” Shaking her head, she pushed her cart ahead and said, “Do whatever. I’m over it.” 

#&. ┈ « interactions. » #c: hae 'alex' da som #mi-young&da som:01 #lol it's not like mi-young started it so it's all good #let her reacttttt the way she wants :)

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kdrama Rewatch: Its okay not to be okay

#visage | mi-young

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DA SOM​:

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her brows twitched at the first sign of hostility picked up by the older vampire, which, might have been misinterpreted on her side, sure. dasom tended to do that a lot: take things personally or emotionally, which often ended up being a misinterpretation of the other person’s intention. first, she didn’t consider herself as someone who tended to invade people’s privacies unless it was required of her, and whenever she sponsored someone, sadly, it was required for sponsors to be on top of other people’s lives—for their own sake. “it’s okay, take it.” she settled on not starting a whole emotional ride for herself and just maybe making this conversation short, since obviously, in her eyes, her presence wasn’t exactly welcoming to miyoung at the moment. maybe she was going through something that dason wasn’t aware of. the sudden change in both her tone and body language distancing herself from that familiar feeling she had before. “i’m going to need more than one carton anyway, so i’ll flag one of the workers and we’ll all go home happy.” there were other supermarkets in the city anyway, so it wasn’t like dasom would go home empty-handed in case they were having some sort of shortage of eggs at independent.

her questions, again, made dasom wonder if something was going on the other’s life, but if she asked, then this once-friendly conversation would end up taking a defensive stance that dasom wasn’t looking for, so she just shook her head. “i never said that. i was simply trying to make conversation.” she could’ve continued, saying that the way she was reacting didn’t make it look like things were indeed okay, but dasom figured that if miyoung had a problem with her or how she acted, the other would’ve voiced it. none of them were children to begin with. “but you’re right, i do have better things to do than bantering in the middle of a supermarket aisle.” she noticed one of the store associates approaching the duo, bringing along a cart filled with eggs cartons. “there you go. eggs for everyone.”

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A part of Mi-young was aware that her hostility towards Da Som may be unjust. However, she wasn’t a fan of the ‘onboarding’ experience into NP on the whole. If her brother was still alive, then she would have been fine living anywhere else in the world. But the vampire opted to honour Min-ho’s wishes and so, she had to set aside her pride for once and make it work. 

That didn’t mean she enjoyed the programs.

Da Som was an ideal sponsor and if anything Mi-young should feel lucky that she had them and not some old fashioned, stick up your ass vampire. However, it’s the principle of having to be babysat, let alone there was some distaste towards the government due to the loss of her brother. Combine all of that and you have a VERY stubborn Mi-young. 

Seeing another batch of eggs being stocked, the Kim heiress nodded and placed her carton into her cart. “How convenient.” she pointed out at first. “Also your attempt at making conversation with someone who wasn’t a fan of the whole process is commendable.” Although her tone was monotonous, Mi-young wasn’t lying when she acknowledged the attempt. “Mhm, eggs for everyone. At least the others won’t starve themselves of such protein.” 

#threads | mi-young #c: hae 'alex' da som #mi-young&da som:01

[nctoricus]

KAREEM​:

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while it wasn’t like rue botanical’s was kareem’s, they couldn’t say they could actually relate to miyoung. they were, although brown-skinned, male presenting… so that much alone got them further on society’s line than miyoung, sadly. but they couldn’t help but admire her drive, though. sure, it wasn’t easy to run a conglomerate… “yet, you seem to do it so well, though. meanwhile, i’m struggling to keep one store alive.” okay, struggling wouldn’t be the exact word, but there were some ups and downs, just like any regular business would have. they have been running the store long enough to know that, and well… numbers were being met, which meant headquarters were happy, which meant kareem was happy. end of story. “all jokes aside though, i do think you’re doing one hell of a good job at both, so there’s that. i mean, you’re running two distinctly businesses and one of them is almost getting to their first year, you know? you’re expanding your business, getting more people involved, not taking no for answers… that’s a lot more than i can say for some business owners i know.” they didn’t want to seem like she needed a pep talk, because in kareem’s mind, she didn’t… although, they’d gladly give her one if it came to it. a good one at that.

the full package deal, huh? they arched one brow at the line, an amused smile as they repeated the words ‘don’t overthink it’ over and over in their mind, because knowing themselves like they did, all it would take was one word and kareem would be all over miyoung, and that couldn’t happen. business partners were too valuable to be lost over flirtings. “in all honesty, i don’t mind.” they stopped with the false modesty for a moment there, so that miyoung would see that they weren’t joking or lying. “i like coming up with things for people i care about. i heard it’s a love language?” someone had brought it up to them a few times already, because they had mentioned making gifts to people they cared about and all of that. “so, it actually makes me happy to sit behind my working area and come up with something that you’ll like.” and they were quick to add, “i mean, not only you, but anyone i’ve made things for.” free, unpaid for, things. just because they cared things. “tell you what–once you’re done shopping and i’m done with the shop duties, i can take you out for some wine, or blood or i don’t know… you know, to thank you for the coffee and the vervain.”

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A laugh escaped the vampire’s lips as she gestured a nonchalant wave to dismiss the praise. “I’ll let you in on a secret…” She then leaned in and whispered, “The secret is IMPOSTER SYNDROME.” Taking a look around the store, she then pulled out her phone and opened up reviews both on Google and Yelp. “Um…Take that back because you have such positive reviews and the way I see it, a struggle is when you don’t put in the effort and make excuses. Obviously, it isn’t easy to do all this, but your hard work and dedication to the cause pays off.” 

A genuine smile appeared on her face as she appreciated Kareem’s kind words. She’s heard it all the time, but it’s moments like this where she knew it was sincere and not some cop out remark just to get on her good side. “How observant. You’ve been keeping tabs on me?” she teased. “Regardless, I’m grateful for the recognition. I guess since I’ve been doing it for quite some time..I tend to overlook the overall accomplishments.” 

Taking a sip of her warm beverage and breaking her pastry into pieces so that it’ll be easier to eat, the vampire looked up at them and nodded in understanding. “It’s good to be self-aware and that makes sense. It’s like gift giving and acts of service…The thought truly counts.” Chuckling softly, she picked out a couple of items while they spoke and snacked and said, “Right…Right, of course.” Walking up to the register, she nodded at the proposal “Sure, it’s a date.” she mused. “A thank you date.” 

#threads | mi-young #c: kareem baksh #mi-young&kareem:01

[nctoricus]

HALIME​:

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it did give halime a sense of pride to hear miyoung refer to her as a grown woman because, despite her being just that, there was part of the werewolf who had thought that maybe, the vampire might never see her as that and being proven wrong had never looked so good. “ah, but that’s where you’re wrong… i do still need you.” maybe not as much as a parental figure, but definitely as another woman to look up to. she already admired melina’s ambition and drive, so of course that having someone as miyoung by her side, just made her even happier to be surrounded by successful women. the embrace was welcomed as halime allowed herself to let her guard down around a friend. “okay, you won’t hear me complaining about being spoiled with expensive gifts anymore, i promise!” she chuckled as she carefully placed her gift inside her handbag. “i have the perfect opportunity to wear this, so i’ll make sure to take lots of pictures wearing it.”

once they were out of ‘you’ll be vine’ and into the busy streets of astoria, halime continued. “do you have any upcoming plans? otherwise i can think of something for us to do during founders weekend, since it’ll be a long weekend. and… i don’t know. i’m feeling older, but nonethewiser. maybe more pressured to make something out of myself, too?” she confessed. and while halime knew she was still young and still had plenty of time to make a name for herself, she was also known to put a lot of pressure in her shoulders because she needed to make her parents proud, one way or another. “i know times were different, and that you were probably going through other things, but how did you feel when you turned thirty-three?”

after sitting down, halime began explaining what she had done with the app to the vampire and when miyoung asked about the mockups, the alpha nodded. “sure, of course.” halime nodded, quickly tapping on her ipad’s screen and opening her notes to write in this particular note there. “i’ll send pictures to your email some time this week, as well as other color schemes with more neutral, earthy tones, too.“ she smiled. “that way we don’t have to keep meeting just to discuss work. but yes, i figured you’d appreciate the customizing part of the app, i think it could be helpful to people who, like me, don’t really know what to get when they walk into a flower shop.” she then, once again, clicked on the prototype of the app, which launched its simpler version and she handed her ipad to miyoung. “feel free to browse around, though. because maybe something else might pop up that you might want to add or have it fixed.”

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Mi-young sighed as she shook her head, “I find that hard to believe.” In all her years of living, she never saw herself as a role model of some sort. If anything, she had looked up to her brother and sire, but when it came to herself, she believed she was rough around the edges and far from an aspiration. “Mmm right, right…Even if you aren’t wearing it now, I already know it’ll be a perfect accessory to your look.” 

Unlocking her phone, she opened her calendar to see if she had any upcoming events. “I’m free and what would we do during this weekend then, hm?” The confession of how the she-wolf felt about herself caused Mi-young to laugh softly as she shook her head once more, “Oh Halime, no one is putting that pressure on you other than yourself. We think just because we’re a year older, things need to change or there should be some sort of new beginning taking place…” She paused as a blissful sigh escaped her lips, “But give it a couple of months and well, you’re back to square one until you feel the anticipation of time changing. Therefore regardless, you’ll be making something out of yourself all your life—why not just bask in who you are now and just further grow without that pressure?” 

How did she feel when she turned thirty-three? That was 66 years ago and 3 years after she had transitioned. Dark hues glanced over at the werewolf as she replied with, “Aside from the trials and tribulations of being older, I was at a stand still…” She pondered on the right words and continued with, “In layman’s terms, everyone goes through changes regardless of their age. At that time, I was learning to accept those changes while having to adapt. Yet, I was also stuck on this mindset that I needed to think multiple steps ahead just to survive. For you, times have changed - you’re living freely as you could be. So it’s okay if you feel a little different, but I also want to emphasize that you don’t have to set expectations for yourself because you’re honestly doing your best. It’s all about continuing to maintain it and grow for the better. Life’s too short anyways and you should be able to have fun with it and not always worry just because of your responsibilities and reputation.” 

Once they came to an agreement, Mi-young nodded on their next action steps and thanked Halime for their hard work, “Really appreciate it, hun.” Taking the iPad, she began to work through it from a user experience and made mental notes on what she preferred or would like to enhance. “Sounds good and yes, I did want to have control over customizing what I can and can’t share.” A look of gratitude can be seen on Mi-young’s features as she met Halime’s gaze, “So far I’ve been quite impressed with what you could deliver. I ask that you provide me with your invoices, so that you can get compensated for the work you do. Treat me as one of your clients, alright?” 

#threads | mi-young #c: halime yazici #mi-young&halime:01 #fsgjhksakjgahs this got way tooo LONGGGG - YOUUUUuuuu dont have to match

[nctoricus]

OPHELIA​:

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It sounded like she was being lectured by one of her old college professors. She lightly bit her lip at the thought of them. Office hours were so much more fun after she learned of their search history, and if she could see that side to this woman, she was sure she’d find something hilarious to enjoy. “What makes you so sure…hmm?” Her lips curled into an amused smile. Her coffee sponsor sure looked like she was good at adapting and quick on her feet. 

“What? How is what possible?”  Ophelia knew that she hadn’t stuttered and which words Mi-Young had hooked on. Maybe today wasn’t so bad; she had found someone interesting, even if just for the fleeting moment. “Oh babe, you don’t have to tell the world that you haven’t lived enough.” She turned, placing her attention back to to the pick-up counter. “Maybe instead of coffee that green could have gone in for some groceries.” The witch muttered and flicked her wrist from her coat pocket, revealing a business card. “Adapting doesn’t have to be so hard.”

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“It’s a general statement, yet a likelihood.” The amusement in the other’s tone caused the vampire to narrow her gaze suspiciously, “Strange little girl…” she murmured while crossing her arms. “I’ve lived plenty and I don’t need groceries.” 

Leaning against the counter, she watched as the baristas were finishing up their order. Looking back at them, she took their business card and began to thoroughly review it. “I find it situational…” Pausing, she met their gaze and asked, “So you’re a contractor…? What am I supposed to do with THIS?”

#threads | mi-young #c: ophelia santana #mi-young&ophelia:01