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Mary Oliver, “Daisies”, Devotions

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                 “   i’ve  got  a  surprise  for  you  .   you’re  going  to  love  it  but  it  has  to  wait  until  your  belly  pops   !   ”

“Until my belly pops? That long?” Her lower lip sticks out, displaying a soft pout. It fades as a smile replaces it; after all, she was living an exciting countdown to the day she’ll finally meet her first child. Eunjin places her small hand over her growing belly, rubbing delicately as she looked down at it. “Well, I guess this pregnancy is teaching me even more about patience! And here I thought I was patient enough already...”

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henzhaos​:

“What, you don’t trust me?” There’s a look of feigned outrage on Henry’s face when he answers, though it’s quickly replaced by an amused grin. They’re in the kindergarten’s hallway, where each of the children has their own little coat rack – his daughter, Hana, included. As soon as Henry had freed her out of her boots and her coat, she ran off to go and greet her friends, leaving him behind with one of her kindergarteners. But at this point Eunjin wasn’t just his daughter’s kindergartener anymore; he’d also consider her a friend of his. 

“Oh yeah? Hm …” His head tilts a little to the side, thinking for a moment; a playful smile still lingering on his lips. “I mean, I guess I can live with that. You mean right now?” 

It wasn’t exactly the lack of trust per se. Rather, people often did the most impromptu notions in front of children, even when they didn’t mean to. Flashback to several weeks ago, when one of Eunjin’s co-teachers introduced her fiancé to their students. A curse word accidentally slipped out from his lips during his exchange with the students, but Eunjin’s co-teacher and her fiancé were lucky the kindergarteners weren’t too familiar with curse words. The awkward exchange certainly left a funny mark though. 

“So you’re up for it? I can look for a book for you while you introduce yourself to my students.” Eunjin pauses to lean closer to Henry’s ear, “Just as long as you don’t curse in front of them. It’s happened before. Not to me-- but another visitor!”

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OOC: I’ll be around to finally answer a few threads I’ve had on hold. However, do note that I will no longer be using icon gifs for my threads. It often takes me more time to find an icon gif for a reply than it does to write it. This is my preference (and you shouldn’t change your style just to mirror mine)!

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Journal Entry - May 12th, 2021

12 weeks. 

In two days, I will be officially 3 months pregnant. To be honest, I prefer using weeks to describe the stage I’m in, rather than using months. Weeks are more specific, whereas months are vague. Yesterday, a stranger at the grocery store walked up to me and asked how many weeks I was, rather than asking how many months. My baby bump isn’t too noticeable yet, so I was stunned when I heard her question. Perhaps she’s a mother, and mothers sense when other mothers. I can’t wait to develop that extra maternal sense.

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“ don’t look at me like i’m some sort of uncaring jerk…”

PHOENIX WRIGHT: ACE ATTORNEY STARTERS.

currently accepting! + @94lost​

The blonde’s gaze was rather stern yet not cold enough to demonstrate how upset she was. Eunjin wasn’t one to express pessimism of any sort, but neither was she always happy-go-lucky. She also wasn’t used to making puzzling expressions, which often caused people to misunderstand. “Look, you’re obviously not an uncaring jerk. And if that’s the impression I’m giving you, it’s not it, okay?” Where was she going with this? There was a reason why Eunjin was upset in the first place. Ah, that’s right. 

“I specifically asked for cherry tomatoes, not these regular ones.” At the mention of the tomatoes Kinam brought from the grocery store, Eunjin lifts the plastic bag containing said vegetables. Oh, how badly was she craving cherry tomatoes. Although Eunjin was visibly upset at that moment, it was likely her mood would vanish in a blink of an eye-- yet return the next second. It was just one of the many side-effects of carrying a child inside her. She sighs heavily, sitting back on the stool by the dining table. “I’m sorry. You’re still getting used to an irritated, moody pregnant girlfriend, huh? I’ve never felt this way before-- often, I mean. It’s unlike me.”

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sources of light

sun rays.

effervescent smiles, dandelion puffs, bare feet, beach waves, flowers pressed into books, champagne glasses, rose-gold eye shadow, boho skirts, wire-rimmed glasses, hair in loose waves, kaleidoscope eyes, sunshine in your hair, fire in your soul.

incandescent bulbs.

crop tops, floral print, dancing in the rain, quiet defiance, hand-knit beanies, rosé, painted bookmarks, marble floors, cirrus clouds against a blue sky, polaroid pictures, hands held, fingers intertwined, flower crowns, baby bluebirds.

stardust.

lace bralettes, brisk breezes, jasmine-scented perfume, books with yellowed pages, tracking constellations, sterling silver, violin music, chess games, iced coffee, glittery dresses, high heels, secret grins, midnight meetings, wishing upon a star.

candle flames.

denim jackets, gladiator sandals, braided hair, messenger bags, movies at the cinema, stolen kisses, wax-sealed envelopes, haiku poetry, cherry wood, succulents, fountain pens, jigsaw puzzles, soft tired eyes, hidden smiles, cuddling with someone you trust.

moonbeams.

newspapers, over-sized sweaters, dancing shadows, fleece throws, cutoff shorts, piano chords, red wine, messy buns, embossed journals, a hint of blush dusted across your cheeks, freshly fallen snow, tranquil solitude, burning incense, light hair and dark skin.

auroras.

combat boots, burgundy lips, infectious laughter, spiral-bound notebooks, pencils used down to the stub, ripped jeans, painted nails, cloud-watching, summer thunderstorms, hiking trails, vinyl records, film cameras, skating on a frozen lake, hot chocolate by the fire.

fireworks.

dancing until the break of dawn, heelys, being wheeled around in a shopping cart by your best friend, the euphoria of soaring through the air, being excited for what the future holds, group hugs, colorful tattoos, bronzer-highlighted cheeks, hugging a stuffed animal, lifting a child onto your shoulders, space buns, bright streaks in your hair.

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94lost​:

the weather was so incredible that day, kinam couldn’t believe it was actually real and not something from a dream or from his vivid imagination. it wasn’t neither too warm or too cold; just perfectly pleasant. despite the long monologue about ducks, struggles and life, kinam’s been stuffing his face for the past hour with snacks prepared by his own self and eunjin. in his humble opinion, whatever his girlfriend cooked turned out to be the most delicious dish he ever had the pleasure to put in his mouth. for some people that may sound as an exaggeration of his, but to kinam it was nothing but the truth.

so while she’s been sharing her own opinion, he reached out for another sandwich. the fingertips that repeatedly licked off the cheesy sauce of the cheetos left stains over the soft and chemically whitened surface of the bread. tasty as heck, he thought to himself after taking a generous bite off the treat. still with his cheeks stuffed with food, the male had his adoring gaze over eunjin, who looked absolutely stunning under the imponent cherry blossom tree the two lovers decided to settle down previously. her concern over the innocent creatures warmed his heart even more than the power of ten thousand suns. eunjin had such effect over him.

“what would you have done if – let’s just say, hypothetically – it never found its family again? would you jump in the lake to adopt the little duckling or would you leave it to its own fate?” he asks with genuine curiosity sparking in his bright dark eyes. kinam had a hunch about what eunjin was going to respond, though. however, he loved to ask for her opinions in order to understand even better what’s deep inside that kind heart of hers.

The pensive ideas running through her head come to a halt, pushing them to the side as Kinam’s question created a path to think of the duckling again. This time, Eunjin only intended on having positive thoughts of an alternative (happy) ending for it. “Well, I think you may already know what I’m going to say!” Eunjin sits up, excitedly ready to share her thoughts to her lover. “I’d save that precious little thing and claim it as my own! Teddiursa will have a new brother or sister-- whatever gender that little duckling is. Anyway, I’d probably name is after a Pokémon just as his or her big sister is named after one. Psyduck is the first name that comes to mind!” 

Eunjin babbles on for a minute straight, occasionally stopping to take a small bite of her strawberry creamed sandwich. While a minute seemed like a short time for many, it wasn’t so when one had to listen to someone’s nonstop speech. "I heard ducks poop a lot, so maybe it’d be best to buy some kind of diaper for Psyduck. Of course, in another universe, that would be my plan! It’s just a glimpse to it!” She concludes by finishing the remainder of her sandwich, taking her time to savor her snack. With her napkin neatly folded on her lap, Eunjin wipes her fingers before tilting her head to Kinam’s direction. “What about you, Kinam oppa? What would your choice be?”

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I’m not used to reblog from source & although I’m trying to remember to do that, I keep forgetting… so I apologize if I ever do that from your blog & you don’t like it, it’s okay to shoot me a message because I’ll fix it, k?

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*: ･ﾟ✧   phoenix wright: ace attorney starters. part one.

feel free to change pronouns, etc, as needed!

“ the situation is slipping out of my grasp.”

“ this just won’t do.”

“ do you understand what that means!?”

“ if it were me, i don’t think i’d want to go either.”

“ so… what would you like me to do about it?”

“ i want you to help me prove i’m innocent.”

“ um, you do realize i’m a __, not a private investigator, right?”

“ no, this is something only you can do.”

“ wow, i didn’t think you’d really show up!”

“ do you know the messy story behind it?”

“ that’s too scary, even for me.”

“ after i’m done, we can grill up some juicy burgers!”

“ i can’t believe they allow such misguided reports on the public airwaves!”

“ with a confession, the rain falling on my soul can finally stop.”

“ the past is the past though. let us speak of the present now.”

“ how dare you be so rude and disrespectful?”

“ so… how strong are you?”

“ it is also for your safety, if something were to go wrong.”

“ if you were to touch them, they would become cursed. yes, cursed.”

“ how ya been!? haven’t seen you in, what, a year!?”

“ ah, so i guess you’re still at it?”

“ you hear me!? they won’t be able to say a single bad thing about me after this!”

“ i won’t lose it, trust me!”

“ how come we ain’t allowed in that room!?”

“ you have an impressive grasp of english. from where did you learn it?”

“ hey! th-that’s a gunshot!”

“ don’t try to stop me!”

“ that man… murdered me… so i killed… him.”

“ my cellphone doesn’t get reception way out here.”

“ the police are here! sorry to keep you waiting!”

“ well, time to check out the crime scene.”

“ i’ll have to question everyone here later on, so just sit tight, alright?”

“ shall i show you the scene of the crime?”

“ please stay calm, but… there has been a murder!”

“ um, so, like… a murder is that thing where, like, one person kills another, right?”

“ so i, like, felt sick, and came in here to, like, sleep.”

“ i totally feel like i’ve wasted my time ‘cause i, like, slept a long time.”

“ h-hey you! don’t touch anything!”

“ don’t look at me like i’m some sort of uncaring jerk…”

“ don’t scare me like that!”

“ what do you mean!? you’re the one scaring me!”

“ if i weren’t so tough, you’d have another dead body on your hands – mine!”

“ calm down, take deep breaths.”

“ it’s not your fault. you didn’t do it.”

“ i killed that person.”

“ i was too weak… and i… i couldn’t control the spirit’s power, so…”

“ you don’t have to be nice to me. i understand.”

“ you believe in us, don’t you?”

“ after a spirit comes into my body, i lose myself, my consciousness.”

“ you don’t remember a single thing?”

“ are you sure? i mean, i’m guilty! i’m a murderer!”

“ but i did! i killed that person… with these… two hands!”

“ but isn’t that extremely dangerous?”

“ our world is so different from yours.”

“ it’s so totally not for you.”

“ it will help you see people’s secrets.”

“ just this once, i wish i could be on your side.”

“ i don’t think you can win, pal.”

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94lost​:

the mere sight of a very delighted eunjin was everything & more that kinam could ever ask for. sure it wasn’t a fancy gift – he’d occasionally spend more on his girl whenever he could and simply felt like doing so. but the way she would always appreciate the little things truly made his heart beam warmly from the inside. “I knew you’d find them adorable. suits you, even.” he adds, taking his own to fit better between his fingers before making it glow the same way she did to hers.

“would my jedi queen accept this humble liege’s invitation for a duel? the loser gets to make dinner tonight.” he playfully suggests, poking her shoulder with the tip of the toy. “and I’m not planning to lose.”

“for some reason I had a feeling you’d choose the blue version. do you want to see the dark side of your man that badly?” with a subtle lift of an eyebrow, kinam teases her with his usual playfulness, lips tugging a slightly dark smirk that he knows she loves. but in no time the male ends up letting go of the role he put himself into and casually slides both of his arms around her petite frame, pulling her close against him. “c’mon, you know what I’m talking about. real sized lightsabers. for proper duels, of course! I mean, we don’t often get into arguments but whenever we do, how are we supposed to set things up between ourselves? talking is so cheesy.”

“Your Jedi queen would absolutely consent to this thrilling invitation.” With her glowing lightsaber, Eunjin attempts to playfully strike Kinam’s own, simply giving it a single strike. In reality, it was just a gentle brush. Of course, Kinam was stronger than his girlfriend in many ways than one. It’s likely she’d lose to him, but Eunjin isn’t the type to admit defeat easily without giving it a try, regardless if there’s a slight chance the odds would be in her favor. 

Her cheeks grow warm at Kinam’s smirk, his unique trait that drove her crazy. Her boyfriend was incredibly attractive and when his confidence showed, Eunjin could melt away at any given second. “B-But if you turned to the dark side, you won’t turn into a Vader, hm?” She was unsure how Kinam would respond, especially given the fact that he hadn’t watched the complete Star Wars prequel trilogy yet. 

Pulled closer to him, Eunjin traces the outline of Kinam’s shirt with her glowing lightsaber while pursing her lips in thought. Her boyfriend’s creativity really caused her to ponder-- not that Eunjin minded. On the contrary, she adored listening to Kinam’s spontaneous ideas. “Settling arguments with a lightsaber duel... huh! I mean, it’s definitely better talking, but do you think it’s safe for us to do something like that? What if one of us is soooooooooo upset that we accidentally turn the entire apartment around?” 

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OOC: I’ll be doing a softblock spree this weekend to clean my f/f after returning (yet again). I’ll only sb dropped or inactive accounts w/o any hiatus notice of some sort, but please like this post if you’re still around so I can prevent myself from softblocking you!

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☆☆ ㅡ continued from here w/ @94lost​

How ironic that an unprecedented event before the couple has changed the atmosphere in such a melancholic way. The sight of the lonesome duckling brought Eunjin worrisome feelings, yet her heart changed direction as it no longer focused on the duckling. Instead, she saw herself as the abandoned duckling, desperately seeking a warm, familiar refuge. On occasions, Eunjin couldn’t help think about what was of her past. Her birth, her abandonment. What actually happened to her and her biological parents before she was adopted? So many questions remained unanswered. 

The metal straw of her iced green tea touches her rosy lips, silently sipping while Eunjin kept her attention on the duckling. She realized the more she watched it grow anxious as it wandered around, the worst she felt upon thinking it may stay alone for the rest of its days. Thankfully, it wasn’t the case for her-- but she still had immense empathy for the duckling. She could imagine how lonely it was feeling.

Eunjin closes her eyes, not bearing any more of the duckling’s suffering. However, they open immediately following Kinam’s exclamation, seeking to find the duckling doing better than it had. It was.

The sadness in her eyes is replaced with delight, pink lips smiling nearly from ear to ear. “Oh, it’s back with its family!” Setting her tea aside, Eunjin leans back, placing her hands against the red plaid picnic blanket underneath them. Kinam had a point, and it was something she had to repeat to herself. “I think that’s something we should learn from the duckling. How we should continue to persevere even if we feel a little lost.” The light wind blows on the couple, resulting in a few cherry blossom petals landing on their hairs and picnic set. “A little is just an understatement.”

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puppy sitting on eunha’s lap ♡

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94lost​:

fortunately for him, she didn’t guess correctly even though her suggestions weren’t at all bad. kinam made sure to take a mental note about them for later, but shifting his focus on the present for the time being. “nope,” he responds with a slight smirk stamped on his lips. “although the last guess isn’t a bad idea… perhaps I should just return the gift and take the kiss instead? definitely sounds like a better deal.” playful as usual, he pretends to start moving backwards towards the entrance door, just so he could hear her adorable protest.

it’s not like he’d actually do something of the sort anyway. with a final chuckle, he murmurs a soft ‘just kidding’ and finally takes out the plastic bag from hiding in order to show her what he got. it was nothing amazing nor expensive. perhaps just a silly gesture, because she crossed his mind the moment he saw the accessory for sale.

“here you go, I’m accepting kisses as thanks.” as soon as he finishes speaking, he takes out a pair of lightsaber themed keychains (ref.) – ones that would actually glow; a red and a blue version of the same model. “pick the color you want, I’ll be using mine for my car. oh and… I didn’t forget that I’m owing you the real deal.”

A sweet whine leaves her lips, pursing to Kinam’s teasing as a natural reaction. In spite of him pulling a thousand of teases, Eunjin fell for each one of them as if they were the first. Rather than keeping her eyes on her boyfriend, Eunjin tried to seek the plastic bag in his hands, if at all possible from the area she stood. It wasn’t.

It seemed as her whine brought him back, drawing upon a delighted expression as her eyes shined at the plastic bag. Whatever he had may be small, but that didn’t matter. Any gift from Kinam was precious to Eunjin regardless of its price or size. Her big eyes only grew larger at the biggest (not literally) surprise she’s seen the entire week-- the adorable pair of lightsaber keychains. 

“Waaaah-- these are so tiny and cute! They’re like shrunken lightsabers!” She cooed, which was a habit evoked when she encountered anything cute to her eyes. As Kinam deserved, Eunjin plants a tiny kiss on his cheek, planting more across his face before making a final stop on his lips. “You know what? I’ll take the blue one-- because the red lightsaber suits you!” As her answer indicated, she reaches for the blue lightsaber, immediately making it glow.

Focusing more on her new ‘toy’, Eunjin glances up at Kinam before reverting back to her mini lightsaber. “The real deal? What are you talking about?” The child was completely oblivious to his actual meaning.