#lazy writing = my trademark hehe

[aspear8erries]

20. — wishing (welcome back!!!)

@factoriprince said: 20 for drabblee

one word writing prompts | 20— wishing.

“so, what are your plans for the future?”

it begins with a simple question, asked for the sake of filling in an awkward silence between a group of children with little in common and no personal connection to one another.

thorton, the oldest, takes her and lucy’s pause as an invitation to answer the question first. he’s all clear eyes and dressed up ambition, and he doesn’t hesitate to describe his plans. “once i finish school, i’m going to build a technological empire.” as he speaks, moon watches him with mild interest. he definitely has the intellect to achieve his dream, and she wonders if the next time she meets him, he’ll be one of those high-flying CEOs, all starched suits and polished brilliance. he continues to ramble on about his desire to invent and innovate, until lucy interrupts him mid-sentence. “i plan on following my brother’s footsteps and joining the international police,” she declares, arms crossed. while thorton is all cool intensity, lucy is bright hot determination. she’s a little too pushy for moon’s tastes, but she recognizes the wide-eyed adoration that lucy holds for her older brother. lucy’s got high expectations for herself but has proven time and time again that she’s capable of putting in the work to reach her goals– moon admires her drive, even if she doesn’t appreciate the girl’s moodiness.

“and what about you, moon?”

three pairs of eyes turn to meet her own and moon is overwhelmed by a sudden wave of panic. standing in the presence of such big dreams makes her feel small, insignificant.

“uhhh…”

she’s only fourteen and people expect her to have her life together, planned out to a t. she knows she desperately wants to be someone, wants to make a name for herself, wants to leave behind a legacy to be proud of— it’s just the how that leaves her feeling helplessly lost.

she’s not like hau, with his perpetual optimism and his constant drive to improve. she’s not like lillie either, who still finds the strength to be warm and kind and forgive, despite all that she’s suffered at the hands of her mother. in the beginning, she thought maybe she could find some camaraderie in gladion, but all those thoughts flew out the window the moment he ran into the fray at aether paradise to confront his demons head on.

they’re expecting her to answer, to detail some equally enterprising goal, but moon comes up empty. she doesn’t know where she’s headed, is pretty sure that all she’s accomplished at this point is the result of following other people’s adventures in lack of her own. she falters, considers weaving an elaborate lie about how she intends to become an architect or an astronaut or anything rather than saying i don’t know.

lying is more trouble than its worth so in lieu of offering the truth, she deflects. “do you ever wish that it was possible to push the fast-forward button and skip all the boring parts until you get to the part where you’ve gotten everything figured out?”

thorton frowns at her and starts to explain why its logistically impossible for such a device to even exist, while lucy huffs and rolls her eyes as he rants.

moon tries to find the nearest exit.

[ladyvesuvia]

MINI-CELEBRATION FOR 500 FOLLOWERS

[NAVIGATION]

STATUS: CLOSED. Thank you to everyone who participated! All interactions are under the tag #vesuvia’s 500 followers beach party. I love you all!!!

writing this at 495 followers because i’m hyped af <3

ANYWAY, i’ll take you guys following me as a sign that you all think i’m cool 👀 so thank you!!! i’m at half a thousand omfg i love u all thank you for reading my stories and being fun people to be around with. i enjoy interacting with each and everyone of u and it makes my heart swell (in love, not cholesterol buildup) :’))

July 2, 2021 05:50 to July 9, 2021 11:59

A C T I V I T I E S

🍉 munch a bunch » ask me anything.

☀️ under the heat » send me something to cast my mutuals as. (you may take inspo from my fandom list here.)

🏐 over the net » i’ll tell you a random story from my life. (bonus points if you tell one of yours.)

🐚 shell collector » send me this emoji and i’ll show you some cool/random object that i own.

🌊 dance with the waves » just send me 2-4 facts about u + ur gender + angsty or fluffy + a character and i’ll give u a song from my playlist that’ll serve as your theme song with them! || AVAILABLE FANDOMS: Harry Potter (Marauders and Golden Trio), The Lunar Chronicles, The Maze Runner, and Stranger Things

⛱ shelter shade » tell me your first impression of me and i’ll tell you my first impression of you! (moots only!)

tagging my beloved moots under the cut and writing them a little something! <3 this is a long list so im sorry omg i probably should have made a separate moot appreciation post but i didn’t expect it to be this long and i’m too lazy hshshs anyway thank u!!!

@mauvea, thanks for interacting. jk that’s not all ilysm!!! you’re hella fun to talk to and i enjoy ✨interacting✨ with you mwah <3 PAULA HNGGGG dobby simps unite

@selenesheart, i still haven’t forgotten you scripting draco to call you spanish pet names 😭✋🏻 i’m sorry nsndjww aside from that, ily! u cool af like- hnggg

@elevatorsdoor, DANIELAAA!!! no i still have not forgiven you for bombing my ships but you’re an effective person to be with in the diner so ig you’re alright 🙄 jk ily mwahhh

@railmeharrypotter, your url alone is *chef’s kiss* and omfg i love simping over harry w u hehe more simping days to come <3 iloveu sm omg you’re chaotic too and i love that (even tho u do me so dirty in cyms)

@lovegoodsgf, bestie you’re one of my first moots here i still remember the tongue twister days iykyk skskdnx i love you and your headcanons oml

@just-another-multifangirl, EMMA JAM EMMA JAM BABYYYY you’re literally so sweet??? and fun??? what a perfect combo ilysm my beloved chaotic, chaotic bestie!!!

@holden-caulfield, lia jfc i haven’t been reading a lot of fanfics lately but your works are literally so immaculate and perfect and immaculate and have i said perfect? i’m in love with your writing ilysm you’re like an older sister to me ily mwah <3 adding emojis for spice: 🤪😍🥵

@mendesxruel, one o my first moots!!! you’re like an older sister but also a baby sister at the same time??? like i want to protect u but i want u to protect me too hSHSHS i love talking to u sm oml

@gothboutique, your url is so pretty like??? and you’re like one of the cool kids™️ no actually you are hAHSBSA your posts are chaotically pleasing and that’s a fact. ily holly!!! :*

@romqnticizer, i’m low key scared of u sometimes because u have this intimidating aura but omfg when we talk you’re literally so cool and chill aaaaa 👹👹👹 <this is the trademark of our friendship

@prettygirlkay, AYYYEEEE IT’S MY ANGST BESTIE AHAHAHAHA pls you’re so relatable and your writing is so pretty??? like??? i love u hnggg

@meiitanoia, you’re the sweetest person ever. there, i said it. you hype me up so good omg and you’re a literal sunshine ily <3

@shadesofvelma, i stand by vel&ves supremacy. we’re only either a comedy show because we’re a joke or a dramatic soap opera because…well, drama. jokes aside you give off cool kid energy i’m so honored to have u as a moot oml mwah bestie love u

@oeuryale, yep yep yep never forget cotton eye joe. ma’am you’re a ray of sunshine 🤧 ilysm and i enjoy interacting w u A LOT.

@eunoniaa, another famous moot what??27282 NIA you wholesome but also chaotic being ily!!! pls i’m still low key intimidated tho hHAHAAH

@hellounicorn, rhea rhea rhEAA A ANDID i honestly don’t know what to say except that every interaction with you is so eventful hHAHAHA you’re funny af and creative ;*

@gwlvr, i’d be lying if i said i don’t wait for your reblogs hHAHAHAHA omfg i feel so loved and appreciated whenever you quote my works!!! literally the best omfg thank you sm and iloveu mwah 💋

@slut4drvc0, babi omg we don’t talk much but ily hngggg *convulses* you’re so pretty omg and hella fun to talk to!!!

@starless-starkov, ah yes, my fellow cool person who also likes to change icons. but that’s ok, we’re both icons ;pp your name is so cute and pretty btw mwah love u

@potters-heart, well hello fellow harry simp. mad respect to you hAHHAAHHA i feel comfortable talking to u ily

@ronsmommy, jade we don’t interact much but i feel honored you’re a moot- YOU’RE FAMOUS HNGTJEIOWW anyway omg ily you talented af

@untowardflower, hello mum. SHSJEJW mara i look up to u oml i love u sm you’re such a spirit animal aaaaa ily

there’s literally so much more i want to say but can’t because this is gonna be a very, very long ass post. next time imma make a separate post for this mbad that’s on me and i can’t tag any more of u all :<

more moots i literally love with all my heart and i think deserve the world: @gxtitobxby @arcaneslut @mrzweasley @just2bubbly @gingerale2017 @illiicitarts @mellifluousart @omgrachwrites @amourtentiaa @roonilwazlibweasley @hey-there-angels @annemagus @babydraco04 @dracomalfoys-wh0re @ronsbadidea @ronsonlywhore @mais-e @cupids-crystals @damianxmeg @miss-casually-cruel @mistress-riddle @angeloniaa @alice1nwoderland @toms-diary @messrsmoonee @artxemqs @harmqnia @destourtereaux + LITERALLY EVERYONE AAAA ILY ALL MWAH MWAH

[powerosewaterpuff]

so i was having mary and john grayson feels bc i always do ofc, and i decided well if i can’t find any other fics and headcanonns? imma make them myself hehe soo enjoy ! (heads up tho, it’s a l o t hehe)

Mary Grayson

-cannot cook, she is absolutely a w f u l at it but oh my god she loves watching john cook. she even follows him around, writing in a little journal about all the different recipes and steps, bc she is d e t e r m i n d to be able to make something other then cereal

-she always lets dick attempt to braid her hair, and even though it might come out looking bumpy and uneven, she couldn’t care less bc the smile on her sons face is priceless

- loves the summer, basking in the sun on a wide beach is her ideal happy place, because the winter reminds her a little too much of memories she wishes she could suppress

-she always sticks her tongue out just a bit when she’s focused on something, john still blushes when he sees that

-isn’t an avid reader, but she could watch johns facial expressions as he rereads the same twist in his favourite novel for the rest of her life

-she has a small array of ear piercings, which include three piercings on each lobe and upper lobe (the first she had received when she was a baby, and it had been her grandmothers idea), then she has a helix hoop piercing on each ear with a little stud underneath the hoop of the right ear. (Dick loves them, and always had a habit of fiddling with them even as a baby.)

-her laugh could be described as, (as courtesy of john grayson), “the sound of wind chimes billowing against the breeze, and then she starts snortin—Hey! It’s the truth, what do you want me to lie, mary?”

-dick most definitely inherited her eyelashes, long, dark and curled. she also tends to argue that he got her humour too, but john adamantly defends his honour as, “the most hilarious human being to walk the earth, and dick most definitely got my sense of humour, e x c u s e you, mariam.”

-she is infinitely glad that her and john have a very equal parenting system, without one person needing to be the primary disciplinarian as they work as a united front. (except when john and dick come inside the trailer, dragging in mounds of dirt from a flimsy soccer game. then? shes usually the disciplinary one then, shooing them to go take a shower and telling them that they needed to make sure every i n c h of dirt is out of the trailer before she’s done her afternoon stretches.)

-she’s a very bold and opinionated person, but stubbornly independent with a strong moral system and a fierce temper. she isn’t accustomed to asking for help, and is always expecting to be disappointed or let down. she’s always waiting for the catch to come into play, with john though? it never did

-the second dick gives her his puppy dog eyes, it’s over. she’ll give up the cookies she’s hidden in the top shelf, she’ll give him the biggest hug, she’ll practically do anything, and mary thinks john is the exact same.

-her gut instincts are scarily right, to the point where her best friend, the magicians assistant, is convinced she’s a psychic of some sort.

- the day she met john, she had heard about a young circus boy about her age coming to live with his great aunt in her neighborhood, but hadn’t really paid it any mind.

-it wasn’t until one neighbourhood party, that she locked eyes with a pair of vibrant blue eyes with a deeply rooted fire within them. it gave her a shock of adrenaline, and excitement, the same thing she felt when she was about to go on stage as a ballerina or about to face the uneven bars as a gymnast. it wasn’t a nervous bout of a adrenaline, it was a calming rush, one that filled her bones with a thrill beyond all compare. (Little did she know, the second john had locked eyes with a pair of lively green eyes, he had found what he was looking for.)

- mary was a natural born contortionist, with a flexibility she acquired from years of ballet as well as gymnastics. learning how to work the trapeze was a whole other thing though, as it was a little odd to adjust at first. she loved johns freedom and wild nature while soaring through the air though, a lot more then she loved the rigidness of her own form. (john disagreed vehemently, the way mary moved was like she was one with the air and the air was one with her, and he admits that was she an incredibly quick learner.)

-will always watch cartoons with dick, whether it be The Simpsons one evening or Tom & Jeremy the next.

-johns singing is her favourite thing ever, she always begs him to sing her to sleep and some nights, when john feels a deep rooted knot tug at his chest, mary is sweetly singing, “here comes the sun,” by the beatles in his ear

-her and johns go to song to get dick to sleep is, “little bird, little bird,” by elizabeth mitchell. she always changes the last bird, a whip-poor-well, to a robin bird. it’s a little offbeat but she thinks dick likes it. (dick loves it.)

-has an unparalleled amount of energy, and is always bursting with exuberance, the only one who can really challenge her on that is dick. both of them are absolute adrenaline junkies.

-has an insatiable love for period dramas, it is her absolutely guilty pleasure and will be found watching tapes of her favourite show in the living room at like 3am

-she loves the smell of burning wood and loves sitting outside of summer nights, taking in the sounds of the cicadas and the cold breeze.

-she is absolutely exasperated with her sons ability to make friends with injured woodland animals, it was adorable and absolutely darling to an extent, but oh my god if she had to handle one more skunk with a broken leg or a fox with its leg stuck to a wooden post, she would consider barricading the circus.

-(she loves buying matching clothing for her family and her, but what she loves the most is dressing john and dick up to match, she has a whole box filled with those pictures, which would be perfect blackmail material once dick was in his teens.)

John Grayson

-is one of the most laid back human beings, he always has a lazy smile and gentle mischief twinkling in his eyes. (but fuck with his family and see what happens, he dares you.)

-his eyes are practically identical to dicks, in every shape, way and form. but dicks have an unstoppable light in them, that his just don’t have but he’s so happy they do.

-loves to overspray his cologne just to irritate mary, her scrunched up nose his absolutely adorable. (but he still couldn’t get why she didn’t like that cologne, it was fucking amazing)

-curses like an absolute sailor, and mary isn’t any better but she’s far better at censoring herself. john has had to slap a hand around his mouth a few times to avoid having to explain the word, “shit,” to dick.

-christmas is his favourite time of the year without a doubt, and loves to be curled up on his worn couch with a novel in hand in front for a fire.

-is an avid prankster, but if you confront him about it, he’ll give you a trademarked Grayson smile, and tilt his head to the side questioningly.

-his laugh is like (as courtesy of mary grayson), “a crash of waves, refreshing and loud with a distinct clarity, and then he starts to w h e e z—Hey! it’s the truth! I thought you were against lying, huh?”

-he’s ticklish, and his brother along with his wife and son take advantage of that way too much.

-dick is legit attached to this mans hip 24/7, like if you see john strolling around the circus there is a 94% chance that dick is either riding on his shoulders or settled comfortably on his hip.

-the day he met mary, he had felt a little out of place and stilted at this neighbourhood party. but he sucked it in bc anything was better then going back to his home, so he took a shaky breathe and tried to converse with his great aunts friends, until the music started and he locked eyes with a pair of lively green eyes, and he had found exactly what he was a looking for. a fleeting purpose that could so easily slip between his finger tips but the thrill to latch onto it was expanding in his chest. and he realized that if he didn’t march right on over there and talk to this girl, he would’ve lost something he didn’t even knew he could lose.

- playing guitar had always been a little bit of a therapeutic thing, because even though he tried to be practicing their act every single minute of his day, there were times where he needed to sit under a tree with his son curled in his lap, his leather jacket draped on him. the love of his life and the afterlife curled up next to him, with his blistered fingers from dealing with ropes all day strumming the guitar.

-the biggest elvis presley, beatles and rat pack fan in the world. he also loves louis armstrong as well as nat king cole. (he grew up with this music as his first big introduction to north american music as well as culture.)

-open communication and emotions are a big thing for him, he never wants anything to be misinterpreted and he tries his hardest to make sure neither him nor mary ever go to sleep angry with one another. they argue a decent amount, bc they both have wild tempers (johns is a flame that’s difficult to light but once it does he’ll have a vicious tongue of a temper, and mary’s is a quick lighter that can be easily put out but for the time that it burns holy shit she’s scary,) but they always work things out by talking to one another at the dinner table.

-this man lives and breathes sarcasm, to the point where people never really know if he’s being sarcastic or not (mary does, and it annoys him to no end.)

-always playing with his hair, or he’s playing with mary’s or dick’s. it’s become a little of a nervous habit for him, but also a way to relax.

-was always insecure about how short and scrawny he was as a kid, even now once he’s filled into pure muscle and but still a little short compared to others. however, he uses his body to his advtange though, he can easily be the strong man of the act, and can easily balance both dick and mary with one hand. he’s immensely proud of that, and shows it off as much as he can.

-just to annoy mary, he’ll slowly lift his son up and they’ll give the exact same puppy dog eyes and pout. mary will legit do anything they want (he wasn’t ready for mary to come in one day, blinking her beautiful green eyes and pouting, with dick settled on her hip doing the exact same thing as they ask for chocolate pancakes one morning. it’s fair to say he sprinted out of bed and straight to the kitchen.)

-despises hunting for sport and guns, his father owned an array of hunting guns that were always proudly polished and hung on the walls of their trailer. john fucking hated it, and was about to blow a fuse when one of the circus members decided to take dick on a hunting trip without asking. (he held dick close that night as he cried bc he didn’t understand why they had shot the deer when it looked so happy.)

-is the absolutle biggest crybaby when it comes to Heidi (the book) and has rewatched Kiki’s Delivery Service with dick like 30 times? he cries every time ( “mARY SHES SO SAD OH MY GOD AND SHE DOESNT UNDERSTAND J I J I ANYMOREEEE.”) (“sEE GRANDFATHER DOES CARE AND THE SYMBOLISM MARY THE SYMBOLISM.”)

-loves looking up at the stars, and liked to memorize their names as well as patterns as a kid. he was overjoyed to share this with dick, as they lay down on the roof of their circus caravan, point out constellations and tell their stories (dick would always perch himself on the tallest skyscraper in gotham, on a clear summer evening, just to get a one glance at the stars at again before the smog rolls in. he swears he saw cassiopeia once, but maybe he was just wishing he did. )

-is equally stressed by dick’s unprecedented love of making friends with the most random things, is also stressed because his son is this tiny kid who keeps getting himself stuck in bushes then runs home, covered in thorns but still has the biggest smile. john is usually on first aid duty, and he just knows that his kid would run into the sun exploding with a bright smile plastered on his face.

[oumiyuki]

Anju is Shuka’s First

Summary: It’s going to be Shuka’s birthday in a matter of seconds and Anju wants to be the first to wish her “Happy Birthday”. She does her best and gosh, she’s just really happy to be with Shuka, in person, right in each other’s arms.

Pairing: AnShuka 

Genre: Romance, Fluff, Slice of Life

Words: 1202

Read me at AO3 too~ 

Author Notes

Shukaaaaaa, Happy Birthdaaaaaaayyyyy~!! XD

May you enjoy~ :D

 3…

2…

1…

And the minute and hour hand shifts to 12midnight; signalling the change of day.

It’s a Friday.

It’s the 16th of August.

It’s Saitou Shuka’s birthday.

Anju immediately looks up from where she was fidgeting on her spot beside the birthday girl’s bed, her thumb touching the screen of her phone as she does so, to be the first to send that birthday message to Shuka. It was usually really hard to be first. Aikyan made it hard.

“Shuka.” The name rolled off her tongue without a thought. And Anju hurries to add, “Happy Birthday.”

She’s first right? She’s the first one to wish Shuka happy birthday right? Shuka’s mum or dad or brothers didn’t open the door and wish Shuka a happy birthday when she was calling Shuka’s name and being lost in the girl’s eyes for a second right?

Shuka’s smile pulls higher and widens into her full blown, signature, megawatt smile and she giggles. Hands on her feet that was connected by the soles and rocking front and back as she purposefully ignores her phone that had a blinking notification. “Thanks~”

“Shuka…” Anju’s lips kept twitching in nervousness; she wouldn’t be surprised if it’s because of her smile that can’t keep still just like how her heart can’t that’s making the brunette chuckle.

“What’s up, Anju?” Shuka’s already huge smile grows another few millimetres bigger.

Anju swallows, her eyes shifting to the room door before it meets Shuka’s twinkling ones. “Was I…first?”

Shuka leans forwards so much that Anju couldn’t help but wonder how Shuka didn’t topple over. But if Anju had any thought of commenting about it, those thoughts went poof the moment Shuka reaches over to take her hand in hers oh so gently.

Shuka’s thumb caressing the back of her hand sending chills down her spine and delivering a calming effect at the same time; as opposite those feelings were, those was what Shuka made her feel from that simple touch.

“You are first. First to wish me happy birthday. First to look at 23 year old me. First to hold hands with this 23 year old Shuka!” The bubbly girl does a short bounce before stretching out her other hand and shaking it to make a point.

Anju takes in a breath, feeling the weight of panic leave her shoulders and she reaches her free hand out to take Shuka’s offered.

Once Anju's hand was in hers, Shuka pulls Anju up from the floor and onto the bed with her, giggling silly at Anju's surprised yelp and gentle glare. "Hehehe~ First to see me laugh too~"

Anju stares dumbfounded; the sight of Shuka laughing and smiling carefree-ly, up close, just took Anju's breath away and made her brain scramble about inside in search for words but unable to piece together anything.

"An..." Shuka says softly when she noticed her girlfriend being weirdly quiet and just staring her like that... Eyes channeling so much love out of them it made Shuka blush too.

"Good." Anju breaks the minute of awkward and embarrassing silence.

"Eh?"

"Good..." Anju repeats before lowering her gaze to the bed then back at Shuka shyly. "Good that I'm the first for everything."

Anju smiles and Shuka's heart did a bunch of happy skips; her girlfriend's small but full of pride smile just did those things to her.

Shuka made a squished up smile and pout face that made Anju snort. "What's with that face?"

Shuka shakes her head, her hair flailing about which made Anju's hand twitch in Shuka's, as part of her wanted to reach over to touch them.

"I don't know." Shuka answers with a chuckle.

"What kind of reply..." Anju does a soft glare again, subconsciously holding Shuka's hand tighter.

"Hehe...hehehehe~" Shuka's body vibrates with laughter as she smiled huge and never once broke eye contact with Anju. Then, much to Anju's upset, Shuka throws her hand in air which spells the end of their connected hands.

But Shuka was always so random and spontaneous and surprising Anju in all ways good. Which she does again tonight by falling backwards, her legs stretching out to each of Anju's side. And Anju found herself mesmerized by Shuka once more. "Shuka..."

"Join me, An~" Shuka smiles a lazy yet cheeky smile from where she lay on the bed. One hand resting on her stomach and the other reaching up for Anju to take.

Anju huffs out her nose noisily; she can't say no to that. She doesn't want to either. Shuka really was an expert at getting whatever she wants; is something Anju experiences and confirms the more she spends time with this illegally adorable existence known as Saitou Shuka.

Anju, however, loves being in control, so she ignores Shuka's outreached hands and puts both hand of hers on each side of Shuka's head. Lowering her body closer while wearing a predatory grin. "Don't regret asking me to join you... Shuka..." Anju purrs low.

Red spread across Shuka's cheeks immediately after but she doesn't look away. "I won't..."

Anju's gaze soften as it travels down Shuka's nose to those alluring red lips. Anju takes a breath to steady her racing heart and she drops low to Shuka's ear. "I'm going to kiss you...Okay?"

Shuka shudders in anticipation as she reaches up to tug Anju's hoodie. "Mmph..." Shuka blinks a few times, clearly nervous despite wanting Anju's kiss.

Anju takes a whiff of Shuka's scent as discreetly as she could, Shuka knew but Shuka doesn't comment. And she hovered above Shuka, their faces a mere centimetre apart. Anju licks her lips for moisture. "I'm going to..." Anju murmurs.

Shuka blinks an okay, head shifting up in the slightest, her body giving full consent.

And their lips meet.

Anju closes that distance and lets out a pleased mew at being able to feel how soft Shuka's lips are this special day. Being the first. Being the only.

Shuka's hand wraps around Anju's back without a thought to tug Anju closer to kiss more. "Mm...An..."

"Shuka..." Anju breathes on Shuka's mouth, her own face a bright red from their rather passionate kiss. "H-Happy birthday."

Shuka laughs. "You're saying that again now?" The birthday girl chuckles where she lays below Anju.

Anju thinks she's never seen anyone this beautiful and she kisses Shuka once more out of impulse. Pulling back quickly to cough awkwardly. "Y-Yeah...It is your birthday..."

Shuka breaks into a silly-happy, trademark megawatt smile of hers. "It is~ I'm a happy birthday girl~"

Anju laughs at that wordplay. "That's good..." Anju moves to lay beside Shuka.

And Shuka was quick to wriggle and snuggle close. Both resting in each other's arms.

"You're not gonna check your messages?" Anju asks after a time of cuddling Shuka.

"Mm... No. I wanna soak up lots of Anju-love first." Shuka moves her head lying against Anju’s chest so Anju can see her cheeky grin.

Anju rolls her eyes and hugs Shuka tighter. "Mm... ..." Anju's blush was apparent without Shuka having to see it; she could hear it, feel it. And Shuka loves that; thinking her birthday this year is going to be one of her best. After all, she has Anju with her.

 Author Notes

Ehhh~ Would you look at that! I’m not late for Shuka’s birthday. Hehe~ XD And it’s my first birthday story for Shuka! *O* I’ve got a first too! Yayyy~ hehe~ (* >ω<)

I hope everyone enjoyed this! :D I’ve been dying to write an AnShuka kiss for a while now and cuddles just make it all the better?? And, and, Anju’s gaze on Shuka~ *O*

haaah~ They are so adorable~ hehe~ (´∀`)

And I added the line about Aikyan because seriously, the moment it hit midnight, she tweeted happy birthday to Shuka! That’s so fast! She was definitely waiting to hit that send button too XD sugoi ne~? (*≧▽≦)

Leave me a comment if you like! (Lots of love and happiness to be shared on Shuka’s birthday! :D)

Oh, and if you haven’t heard her first album songs… Go do it! They are nice~ (★^O^★)

See you next story~ ^w^ Yousoro~!

[suximaxini-blog]

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Flower is indeed a happiness

- said the 22 years old, Suci Marini

Whooa. it’s been a really long time since I take blog writing seriously again. hehe.

Writing is one of my virtue, but the working hours and my master college routines kind of making my life into a cycle. It suddenly becomes my ultimate excuse for being lazy to write or READ (I was once a bookworm) :D - not good!

Well, this year, I promise my self to write more! Because, I am going to write my master thesis and it needs practice. Writing needs practice indeed. Blog writing is a practice.

For my first serious post in 2017. I am going to tell you about my online flower shop. I named it Lore Maison. Why so? Lore (based on the majestic translate.google.com) is a...I believed it was Belarusian word for flower, I remember it well BUT when I did a doublecheck for this post, it suddenly showed another thing. Ha! Lore is flower, that’s what I know, as for the origin of the language, that! I think I forget. Maison? Maison is a French for House. So, my shop name is ‘House of Flower’ or...that’s what I intend to communicate. 

My interest for flower started back in 2014, when I was still in Jogja, taking my undergraduate degree. I still remember it started when I attended a wedding reception and took several flowers home (They were Gerbera-s, but I mistook them to be CHRYSANT)

It was my first arrangement. Well, I was not entirely wrong. There were also chrysants, but the focal was gerberas, with a pinch of phoenix and aster. Those were common flowers you would see in Indonesian weddings. 

And I fulfilled my plan to grant my self a flower arrangement in my dorm. Like these two pics I put below, 

Fast forward to early 2015, I started a business with my bestie, one of the core is flower arranging. I started it because, at that time, the trend of Jogja’s flower arranging is so...uhm, not my kind of style. Because, the florist is not an artist, they just selling the flower, so the composition or the wrapping is not something I fancy. I was a noob back then. Total noob. Haha, but I realizd that flower arranging gives me pleasure. After graduated, I tried to take orders, but nobody is actually ordering HAHAHA. They asked as they interested, but none of them took it seriously.So, I just doing the arrangement as a hobby.

I actually feel happy, because back in my hometown, the variety of flowers are more than I ever found in Jogja. Here, I could buy Baby’s Breath, Ruscus, Solidago, Baby rose, Sunflower, Carnation, Snapdragon...all for relatively cheaper price than in Jogja (or is it merely because I don’t know the supplier?)

In December 2015, I decided to open Lore Maison. And started to took orders for Mother’s Day. The reaction was unexpected. The orders were coming. I learned things as I took orders. My officemate, told me several basic techniques about flowers and how to treat them so they can last longer. Before that, I disappointed her because my flower could not last long enough. She is very kind to tell me those things, she also complimented my style of arranging and even believed me to arrange her bouquet on engangement day, 

These were the example of my arranging. The left picture above was my logo. 

Was? Yup, because I rebranded Lore Maison. Why? Because I forgot the password for the instagram and...Line@. Hehehe. I closed my store for approx. 2 months, and started making new logo as I found that I’d prefer a monochrome logo.

And not long ago, I asked my friend’s help to make my logo a bit better, so now, I am using this logo as the trademark :

Spot the different? Hehe

My biggest ‘learning by doing’ experience was pricing. I am bad at calculating my outcome for flowers and putting the price. As the flower prices in the market is showing the tendency for fluctuating. So, I always work based on my client’s budget and feel uneasy to charge them in high prices because I opened my flower shop because I wanna spread happines (it supposed to be accessible for everyone). Therefore, in some orders, I didn’t gain any profit. 

It is a business btw, so I still need to make a profit. I finally found a way...to exclude the delivery fee from their budget. So, the budget alone is for me buying the flowers. Well, in some orders, I still feel bad to decline and did not think about its profit anyway. 

I love flowers just too much and profit comes second. But, if I want to survive, this needs to turn into a better strategy. 

Still a long way to go...to become more advanced florist. And I will never stop learning. 

Oh! I promised my self to open a tumblr for Lore Maison. I did make one yet its content is still a homwork for me to do. Hehe

xo

Suci