#mmyuanlan

[maracmm]

DRIFT

@mmyuanlan

Garosu-gil, like the rest of the city, is caught in an in-between: the last of winter beginning to recede to let spring roll in green, but there’s little to show for it. A bristling in the air remains and her cheeks are pink with the cold, the branches of the line of gingko trees barren and lined silver with rain. Walking along here makes her think of a similar path taken elsewhere at another time, identical only in essence. There are no docks here, the span of the harbor facing Kowloon, or the bag of curly fries she’d get on her way home, but the pan-warm hotteok in her hand now is about as close as it gets. 

Yuanlan is in her periphery, and Mara steps a little ways ahead so she is in full view. “So.” 

There’s a little twinkle in her eye, a hint of wholly girl-like anticipation. Up until now it’d been just her and the testosterone overload that’s the school team. Imagine the delight (and relief) when the Chollimas’ newest addition turned out to not be another one of the boys; fast forward a couple weeks, and here they are now: partners in misery turned partners on a mission. 

“What’re you in the mood for?” She ticks off the choices with her fingers as she walks. “Bakery down the street’s good, cafe to the left is nice, and if we walk a little further and take a right there’s a place for dim sum.” 

#mmyuanlan

[mmjina]

BUDDING PARALLELS

similar but not quite the same, virtually so; but frankly, not enough. see also: jina and @mmyuanlan before the peace treaty, the glo-up, and insert the manic one on one competition between the two smartest girls in their cohort. CIRCA 2017

𝐀𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍, you want to be better than the rest. 

you read books until they’re practically imprinted in your mind. you close your eyes and your mind still runs a mile a minute, keep up, keep up -- they taunt you. you’re to be the best, not ahead of the curve, you are the curve. self-awareness is second to self-egos; pampered and bruised. tossed to wolves and torn apart all for the sake of an outstanding academic reputation. the next day, it will begin again.

it’s a repetitive cycle, the slate is never clean, it’s darkened with blood and sweat and tears jina never cries because her eyes are bloodshot and her smile is strained. but she raises her hand high, shoulder brush, maybe a little too passive-aggressively against another’s. she doesn’t spare the slightest glance backwards as her name is spoken like a spell, like it’s obvious that she would be the first to come up with the answer. 

like it’s expected, because she was kwak jina. 

this was her reputation. untainted by her mother’s crimes, unhindered by the legacies her sisters unravel: no -- kwak jina is unlike her sisters before her. she is not serious, she is not fun personified; she’s not a breath of fresh air nor does she excel at escapism. 

she’s haughty, possessive, temperamental and withers at the lack of attention. above all, she is an egoist. she wants to be the best, second in line had never been her frame of work nor would she bow down to someone like -- she blinks, smile ripe against bright teeth -- someone like yuanlan. the name rolls off her tongue as she stares at the list of students, written off by examination scores and paired like cattle for their latest DADA practicum. unlike last time, perhaps the advantage had been lost.

because right next to yuanlan’s was her own -- she bites back a groan, heavily feeling her eyes roll to the back of her head as she turns to stare the other down, arms crossed before she makes up her mind and makes the first move. “it appears,” she breathes through her nose, trying to calm the flares of annoyance already prickling at the back of her neck. “the professor thought it was wise to pair us up for today’s practicum.” her tone is flat, a declaration of if you fuck this up -- i’ll fuck you up whispered between unwritten lines. 

#let me know if there's anything that needs changing! #also super sorry this is SOOOO late #mmyuanlan #⁺ 𝐖/ YUANLAN : BUDDING PARALLELS .

[mmjiyi-blog]

“do you think a dog animagi could have puppies?”

HP STARTERS: ACCEPTING!

jiyi’s collapsed on the field, the soft, soft grass that’s way too inviting and cool under her back, after a long day of practice. “could, what, huh?” she turns her head to the left and looks at yuanlan’s head through half an eyeful of grass. “i mean. huh. maybe?”

she thinks about it; does that fall under magical theory? gotta ask sunwoo if it does, because merlin knows she hasn’t remembered a single thing from that class ( she does, however, know how to fall asleep 5 minutes into it ). or maybe just transfiguration, but all she remembers of that is standing very, very still when professor rhee turned into a large spider. she shudders to think of the offspring that particular animagus form might have.

jiyi throws an arm over her brow and shakes her head, flicking little bits of grass over herself and yuanlan. she’s too tired to think, let alone come up with animagus theory; she yawns and lets all her teeth show.

“i just wanna play with some doggos… when is coach gonna give us a break?”

#mmyuanlan #**MEME—hp starters #**YUANLAN—hp starters #/ SORRY this took so long ugh #/ hope u like this!!

[mmseol-blog]

☏ + ☢ !

A PEEK INTO SEOL’S TEXTS WITH : yuanlan 🍉 || ACCEPTING!

send ☏ for a vague text

💬 : sorry!!! just ignore what you saw please 👼

send ☢ for a desperate text

💬 : HELP I CHUGGED REDBULL+COFFEE WITH 3 EXTRA ESPRESSO SHOTS TO STAY AWAKE SO I COULD FINISH REVIEWING FOR THIS TEST💬 : AND I MEAN I’M AWAKE AND FINISHED MY TEST BUT AT WHAT COST I’M SHAKING WHAT DO I DO

#mmyuanlan #— ANSWERED ! #( she's..... stupid i'm sorry

[mmchoa]

☏ + ☠ !

send a symbol for a text ! // ( accepting )

send ☏ for a vague text《 💬 ➠ yuanlan 🌱 》 : i hope you're prepared for what i've got in store for you《 💬 ➠ yuanlan 🌱 》 : 🤪

send ☠ for a misguided advice text《 💬 ➠ yuanlan 🌱 》 : if you only focused on your studies like i did《 💬 ➠ yuanlan 🌱 》 : you'll miss out on a lot of things 《 💬 ➠ yuanlan 🌱 》 : you'll feel the need to compensate for that in your twenties《 💬 ➠ yuanlan 🌱 》 : and your twenties? an experimental time of your life where you're walking a fine line between being an adult and fucking up

#mmyuanlan #☽▐▒░ till voices wake us up from our dreams:・ﾟ

[mindmischiefrp]

site-wide event

ohohoho it’s finally here: the pairings for the event!! below the cut, you will find a list of who is affected by the love potion and who-loves-who etc. you’ll find some love triangles in the mix, just to ~spice things up a bit :^) the number is uneven atm, but the sign-up will be open until friday the 19th at 11:59 pm pst to allow for new applicants to join in on the fun if they so choose! if you would like to join in on the match-making portion of the event, please like this post here. now, onto the fun stuff!

ic guidelines:

as mentioned before, commencement party’s set at the grand dining hall, which for the evening is transformed into a spacious venue for dinner and drinks (although alcohol is charmed to bubble up and combust in the drinker’s face if the drinker is underage— first to third years, stick to your virgin daiquiris).

the party is not just for staff and students, but alumni as well.

black-tie event, although not strictly.

dinner is served at 6 pm.

the effects of the love potion will occur after dinnertime and last until midnight.

ooc guidelines:

any ic interactions for the event can be played out until july 31st; includes inbox prompts, script, etc. the sky’s the limit!

related party threads taking place outside of the love potion fiasco are also fair game!!

tag your posts with #mm:event1

go crazy go stupid and have fun :’)

key:

♡ who your muse likes ← who likes your muse

(please, if i’ve made any mistakes, contact me!):

ahn minhee @minheemm

♡ lee harin ← moon haejin

bang seojun @mmseojun

♡ hwang choa ← hwang choa

bang sooyoung @mmsooyoung

♡ won jiyi ← won jiyi

pip banthou @mmpip

♡ kwon nari ← tba

chae seonchan @mmseonchan

♡ han seol ← han seol

cheng mara @maracmm

♡ kwak jimin ← jung wonsik

choi haesol @mmhaesol

♡ kwak jieun ← lee haram

han cheol @mmcheol

♡ kwak junsu ← kwak junsu

han saetbyeol @mmsaetbyeol

♡ jung heeyeon ← lee jaeho

han seol @mmseol

♡ chae seonchan ← chae seonchan

hwang choa @mmchoa

♡ bang seojun ← bang seojun

jeon hyemi @mmyemi

♡ moon chaerin ← moon chaerin

jo daehyun @mmdaehyun

♡ kang jisoo ← kang jisoo

jung heeyeon @mmheeyeon

♡ kang hanbin ← han saetbyeol

jung wonsik @mmwonsik

♡ cheng mara ← ryu eunyeong

kang hanbin @mmhanbin

♡ ryu eunyeong ← kwak jieun

kim hangyul @mmgyul

♡ kwak jina ← lee haesung

kwak jieun @mmjieun

♡ kang hanbin ← choi haesol

kwak jimin @mmjimin

♡ lee jaeho ← cheng mara

kwak jina @mmjina

♡ lin yun ← kim hangyul

kang jisoo @mmxjisoo

♡ jo daehyun ← jo daehyun

kwak jungmi @mmjungmi

♡ lee yejin ← lin yun

kwak junsu @mmjunsu

♡ han cheol ← han cheol

kwon nari @mmnari​

♡ moon haejin ← pip banthou

lin yuanlan @mmyuanlan

♡ won changmin ← won changmin

lin yun @mmyun

♡ kwak jungmi ← kwak jina

lee haesung @sungmm

♡ kim hangyul ← shim sowon  

lee haram @mmharam

♡ choi haesol ← lee harin

lee harin @mmharin

♡ lee haram ← ahn minhee

lee jaeho @mmjaeho

♡ han saetbyeol ← kwak jimin

lee yejin @yejmm

♡ qin meihua ← kwak jungmi

moon chaerin @mmchaerin

♡ jeon hyemi ← jeon hyemi

moon haejin @mmhaejin

♡ ahn minhee ← kwon nari

park minbyeol @minbyeolmm

♡ zhou linkai ← zhou linkai

qin meihua @mmeihua

♡ shim sowon ← lee yejin

ryu eunyeong @mmeunyeong

♡ jung wonsik  ← kang hanbin

shim sowon @mmsowon

♡ lee haesung ← qin meihua

won changmin @mmchangmin

♡ lin yuanlan ← lin yuanlan

won jiyi @mmjiyi

♡ bang sooyoung ← bang sooyoung

zhou linkai @mmlinkai

♡ park minbyeol ← park minbyeol

#mm:event #!!!!!!!!!!! #:^)

[mmsunwoo-blog]

FALL INTO

accio — @mmyuanlan !

yuanlan’s good at a lot of things, he’s noticed. dueling club being one of them. for five years now he’s gotten his ass beat ( singed hair and everything ) at the weekly meetings. it's fine, he’s only there for the free food anyways. but there’s only so much a boy can take. even one as patient as he. there’s a breaking point. intangible, yet fragile all the same. he’s reached it a long time ago. ( the ceiling is just barely grazed: spidery patterns on glass. )

this is typical. it’s always a marathon to get through class. but when the bell tolls at the end of the day, the world suddenly plays at normal speed. unmuted. in color. he’s here, comfortably seated at his usual spot in the far right corner. fingers on autopilot fighting whatever opponent he decides is worth his while. when the opportunity arises for yuanlan to join in on the fun, he sees no reason to say no. it’ll be a nice change of pace for once. her getting her ass beat instead.

“oh, you’re here. just give me a sec,” his eyes don’t stray from the lasers and graphics on screen. it’s understandable, though. he's mid battle when he hears footsteps come up behind him. still, for all he knows he could be just talking to the air. the game ends with numbers flashing across the screen. he’s grown accustomed to the pixelated golden streamers by now, but he still finds his heart swelling just a bit at the sight.

he turns to her, grinning from the rush. “it’s your first time at a pc bang right ? so you can either just sit here and watch,” he pats the empty seat next to him, “or if you wanna play, we can do that too. there’s couple seats over there,” his eyes wander in said direction, but not before a flush creeps into his cheeks. it was an innocent comment, really. park sunwoo, ever the honest.

“i mean it’s meant for couples ! but we’re not obviously. but like, we can still sit there. it’s just. y’know. easier to play together that way.”  ( shit. he really didn’t mean it like that. )

#mmyuanlan #: // THREAD_TXT. #: // SAVED AS_FALLINTO_DOC. #: // YUANLAN_VCF. #i hope this is ok! #sunwoo awk af srry

[sungmm]

& adventure awaits.

@mmyuanlan​ !

contrary to popular belief, sneaking out of the dorms past curfew isn’t hard at all. sung has the whole routine down to a tee. he’s already told jiyi to let him back in when he gives her a call, hastily shoving in supplies he thinks he needs into his messenger bag- potions, his wand, snacks, and other miscellaneous things- before waving goodbye as he takes his exit. he avoids the prefects patrolling the corriders with ease, not bothering to use his invisibility potion as he finds his way towards the cheong ryeong dorms. he usually doesn’t find himself here, mostly because he’s almost always at the hyeon mu dorms to pester sunwoo, but tonight is definitely going to be more exciting than playing fortnite ( and losing miserably thereafter ).

a few days ago, yuanlan and him had stumbled upon an old piece of parchment in the library when he was tutoring her in the classes she was struggling with. a treasure map, specifically- stuck between the pages of the potions book they were using. they had no idea where it led to, but studying was quickly ditched in favor of trying to decipher it. between classes and extracurriculars, they agreed that exploring would be best done at night ( because who followed the rules, anyways ). he had let the younger take possession of the scroll of paper, and as he gets closer to the dorm entrance, he spots her outside, waiting.

“yuanlan! how’s my favorite fourth year doing?” sung greets, easygoing smile already in place as he slings an arm over the girl’s shoulders and pulls her in close to his side. it’s second nature by now, the way he treats her like an endearing little sister ( despite already having two ), and he doesn’t think twice before absentmindedly brushing her unruly bangs out of her face. there’s a twinkle in his eye, one usually put there by mischief, and he whispers conspiringly, “you ready? i think i already figured out the first clue. i’m pretty sure it’s pointing us in the direction of the kitchen, but what d’you think?”

#& adventure awaits. #& yuanlan. #mmyuanlan #( sorry this is so late!!!

[mmharam-blog]

the eyewitness. @mmyuanlan

these past few mornings, afternoons and sunsets– yosul has been more or less in a stalemate. not many ruts and cracks under everyone’s feet for haram to watch them trip and fall, the potholes being their everyday tug-of-war with what confines them.

surprisingly enough, haram finds diversion in this placidity itself.

it’s because no games jump from ‘start’ to ‘finish’ directly. it’s because there are tussles and detours, resets and the odds. the days’ dice happened to continuously roll to ‘1,’ and the pawns have only taken just that much step. it’s a slow churn: like the girl sitting in far right of the front row, gnawing on the tip of her nail as she looks at the boy by the presentation lectern in detest. careful whispers through the ears and hidden snickers. translucent labels on everyone’s back: team a, team b, team c, and so forth. unspoken tensions that root from the most rudimentary desires. recognition. validation.

in short, what haram is saying is—there are no turning points without a proper buildup.

“—and lastly, yuanlan and haram. everyone, pair up with your partners for the last 10 minutes of class to exchange contact information and project details.”

he’s in the far back row of the lecture room, where light rarely hits. yuanlan, somewhere in the foreground. just where he likes everyone to be.

(spotlights should and will always be on the lay figures, not him.)

“hey.” haram, having made his way to meet her mid-way, now hovers over her with a wave of his hands. “yuanlan, right? i don’t think we’ve talked before.” the boy’s a corpse without an intuitive mind and his set of perceptive eyes. he senses some sort of a catalyst with the way she eyes him– so he gives her a wide smile, harmless and from the heart. about damn time.

#.t #mmyuanlan #.yuanlan #:the eyewitness #( * me: reposts for the third time #im tired of me

[mmpip-blog]

tracker.

--> WRITING ;

starter for - @mmhanbin

--> WAITING FOR ;

say a little prayer for me - @mmyun like a bird - @mmyuanlan detention - @mmaksel

--> DROPPING ;

n/a

--> PLOTTING ;

still open for plotting! please message me on twitter (@tenticing) or discord (tenticing#4750) or tumblr ims if you’d like to plot! pip still needs more friends, maybe enemies? ex flings? someone crushing on him?

#;tracker

[mmhanbin]

@mmyuanlan

when he wasn’t working himself to the bone shadowing senior healers at the ymmc, hanbin could be seen skulking around yosul, hanging around the ju jak common room, and, though rarely, sitting in as a teacher’s aide for potions. it killed time until his next shift, and if he got lucky, he could pocket a few spare ingredients for his personal collection back home—because hanbin liked nothing more than to pretend he was a mad scientist cooking up shit in his bathtub. ( don’t tell heeyeon though ! she’d like like gut him with a carving knife should she ever find out ) it all went towards a worthy cause ! truly. one day hanbin’s crazy concoctions could save someone’s life, but until that day came, he was more than happy to practice, because practice makes habit, and habit hones skill. and what better way to practice than to help the students currently going through the motions ? the potions laboratory was currently unsupervised due to the professor stepping out for a quick supply run, so hanbin took it upon himself to slink through through the rows, peering over the shoulder’s of students slaving away at creating a draught of peace, a particularly complex potion that’s always in high demand at the ymmc. 

stopping behind a student who almost did a misstep with the potion, hanbin plops himself down unto the empty stool beside her whilst casting a quick geminio on the papers strewn around her cauldron. shuffling them into an organized stack, he hums whilst skimming the instructions, eyeing her cauldron to find the particular step she was on. 

“draught of peace is a really complex potion that’s hard to get right on the first try,” hanbin explains while gently nudging her away from the cauldron so he could look at it more thoroughly. “luckily we can still save this batch. it won’t be perfect, but it’ll get you a passing mark—” he offers her a reassuring smile, hoping to convey that he was here to help “—you see here how the potion is still more purplish than pink ? you need to let it simmer more before adding the syrup of hellebore. so give it a couple more minutes. if you need anymore help, just give me a holler.”

#ʚ 「 𝕧 . unfolding 」 ɞ #ʚ 「 YUANLAN 01 」 ɞ #my brain is mush from all the coffee i've drunk today #if this doesn't make sense i'm so sorry jes #if you want me to change anything just ask ! #you know where to holla at me

[maracmm]

♣

♣ for a text not meant for you

( TXT LIN YUANLAN ) meet you there? ✨

( TXT LIN YUANLAN ) oh! oops...wrong person 

( TXT LIN YUANLAN ) i’ll take you the next time i go

#mmyuanlan

[mmjaehyun]

@mmyuanlan

"so... it turns out that some counter-curses can actually be pretty easy.” swiftly, he pulls his wand out of his pocket. “out of the three dark charms, we know that curses are the worst in severity. let’s practice how well you know your counter-curses. stand up and try it now.”

jaehyun flips to the next section of the Curses and Counter-Curses textbook before pushing back the kitchen stool and letting his legs touch the ground. they face each other, standing almost exactly two feet apart. when he peers down at her, he can’t help but notice her features are strangely... cute? almost mesmerizing. but back to more pressing matters.

there’s a single light dangling above them, glowing a dim yellow. the atmosphere is irreparably quiet, existing in stark contrast to the absolute high that jaehyun typically experiences when he gets to talk about anything related to dark magic or the dark arts. he wonders (worries) if yuanlan feels the same.

“alright, so, i’m going to cast a really harmless curse on you right now, and you’re going to practice performing a counter-curse to reverse the spell. super easy — you’ve definitely done this before, probably as a kid.” he laughs, holds up his wand. “whatever you do, make sure that you don’t break eye contact with me.”

silence, then the slight of a friendly smile. “locomotor wibbly.” the jelly-legs curse.

#( yuanlan )

[mmjiyi-blog]

quick tracker!

writing: @mmchoa ( heather p ), @mmcheol ( casanova s ), @mmjungmi ( letters p, queued ),  @mmeihua ( starter )

waiting: @mmsunwoo ( carpe p ), @mmlinkai ( wolves p ), @maracmm ( girls p ), @mmyuanlan ( hey batter p ), @mmjina ( wru p ), @mmnara ( starter ), @mmsooyoung ( starter ), @mmhaneul ( starter ), @mmjihoon ( starter )

plotting: @mmgunho, @mmaraya, @minbyeolmm, @mmwonsik, @mmjunsu, @mmkyung, @mmjaeho, @mmseonchan, also.. you?? ;) if u wanna plot & we’re not already doing so pls feel free to hmu or like this & i’ll come hit u up!! i think i’ve replied all mi IMs too so hehe c:

#/ gna say.. next starter will b on me okie lmao #/ if u owe a starter & ur busy lmk hehe i can do it too!

[mmseol-blog]

three, two, she’s going to make it! seol slams her hand down on the handle of the door leading to the baek ho dorms, and she SWEARS she feels it budge. 

a moment passes. she pauses, trying to jiggle it, as if it’s going to make a difference. it’s Magic that’s keeping the door locked, and the bobby pins in her hair aren’t going to help her macgyver her way in. seol glances surreptitiously to her sides, before sliding her wand out her sleeve and whispering an ‘alohomora’.

damn it.

fine. okay. she expected this anyway. if her little unlocking charm was able to unlock the door to their dorms, seol’d be very worried for the security of the place. she massages her scalp with her fingertips, squatting down with a weighty exhale. it’s way past curfew, and seol isn’t inconsiderate enough to wake her roommates up to let her in. she caused this mess, so she’s going to fix it herself.

the phone rings a couple of times before yuanlan picks up, and seol greets her with a flat “heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeelp.” 

for @mmyuanlan ♡

#— WITH : YUANLAN. #— THREAD ! #( let me know if you'd like to change anything!

[mmchoa]

@mmyuanlan

despite graduating, choa finds herself revisiting yosul in her free time. one would think that after graduating, a student would be more than happy to be free of the institution that put them through the wringer, but not choa. a challenging academic environment was where choa thrived. she had always worked better under pressure, and that characteristic of hers carried over into her curse-breaking career, which was known for its many occupational hazards. ( she recounts the number of times she's landed herself in the hospital ward: from a curse gone awry to being chased out of crypts guarding ghouls and everything else in between. ) it was because of her occupation that brings choa back to her alma mater, toting a canvas bag brimming with scrolls, charts, notebooks, and reducio'd textbooks. a professor she often keeps in touch with had made a request of her, an opportunity rather to help cultivate the minds of yosul's young hopefuls. she had been skeptical at first, but had been easily won over after being pestered by ornery owls.

retracing her steps down a familiar path towards yosul's library, she enters the building, making a bee-line for the tutoring center down below. with dexterity, choa opens a door with her elbow, catching it with her foot and pushing it open with her hip, slinking into the familiar room whilst distributing her belongings onto the heavy mahogany table pushed flush against the wall. ( she's rather early, which isn't a surprise since classes have yet to end, giving her ample time to set up her charts and organize her notes. )

by the time she's done setting up shop, she hears the door jam jiggle alerting choa that her tutee had made it right on time. " hey !— " she greets just as her pupil enters the premise " —you made it right on time. get settled first and then we can talk about classes, electives and your options for pursuing this particular career path, should you choose to do so. "

#☽▐▒░ everything you think you know is nothing more than memories:・ﾟ #☽▐▒░ YUANLAN 01:・ﾟ #tysm for waiting~ #if you need me to change anything just tell me #i'm more than happy to do so