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[stillresolved]

ferre makes aesthetics ( 3 / ??? ): baek eunjae & annie choi

here, eunjae was not death, annie thought. because eunjae was the MOON.

( photos do not belong to me and eunjae belongs to @ptternminds - happy holidays, partner in crime!! <3 )

[divinity-shackled]

imagine if they kissed. frivolous! - @ptternminds continued from here.

The moment Mu Qing asked his question he instantly regretted it. What the hell was he thinking? Not only did he let Feng Xin and his stupidity distract him from his work, now he also pulled Hua Lian into the whole thing. When the advisor in training turned and their eyes met for a brief moment Mu Qing felt another wave of heat rise to his cheeks. This was embarrassing already, why had he not kept his mouth shut? It was something he usually was very capable of. In a flash the silence between them grew tense, and Mu Qing, who was usually very good at reading the room, knowing when it was time to make himself scarce, suddenly did not know what to make of it.

Hua Lian stared at him and Mu Qing stared back, feeling exposed under the gaze of the advisor’s clever eyes. Did he see right through him? Was his stupidity written all over his face now? Mu Qing wanted to avert his eyes, but then Hua Lian finally spoke, or rather, asked a question of his own, and he couldn’t look away anymore. He was slightly taken aback by the question, usually Hua Lian was not someone who could not put one and one together, but suddenly he needed things being spelled out for him?

“You know what I mean”, Mu Qing replied from between gritted teeth, caught between wanting to take his question back and snapping at Hua Lian not to pretend to be stupid. It was enough that Feng Xin already believed him to be a fool due to his very humble status as a servant, he was not sure he could survive it if it turned out Hua Lian shared the same opinion. Mu Qing was not used to anyone treating him with kindness, and despite his better judgement he had allowed himself to find something similar to comfort in Hua Lian’s presence, he wouldn’t forgive himself if he lost this one person that treated him like someone who was worth something instead of seeing him like the lowlife he was.

“Did you ever kiss someone? I mean like.. you know, the way adults do.. when they like each other..”, Mu Qing added eventually, his voice growing quieter with every spoken word. Words had never been his expertise. The only time he was required to speak was pretty much when he relayed messages back and forth between the State Preceptor and their beloved stubborn Crown Prince. Mu Qing was a servant, he was not required to speak or even think, his job was to serve and he did it well, he knew his place and he knew where he was coming from. And so did the majority of the palace inhabitants, what with the way they looked at him. Like all they could see was his father’s face, when in fact he remembered very vividly how one of the very few kind things his father had ever said to him was that he had inherited his mother’s beauty.

But why did he think of all that now, none of it mattered. Mu Qing could still feel his cheeks burn and he sent a silent prayer to whichever God was listening right now that Hua Lian was not able to see the blush on his face in the semi-darkness of the room. Part of him wanted to explain that this was all Feng Xin’s fault, that he never would have brought up the topic of kissing if Feng Xin had not teased him about it so cruelly. Feeling utterly stupid Mu Qing finally averted his eyes, looking back down at the robe he was holding.

“You know what, just forget about it.”

Mu Qing bit down on his lower lip for a moment, internally scolding himself for not only letting Feng Xin poison his mind with his stupid comment about kissing, who wanted to kiss Feng Xin anyways, but also for failing to keep his thoughts reined in in front of Hua Lian. He had made a complete fool out of himself. Feeling embarrassed and frustrated with himself, Mu Qing muttered quietly under his breath:

“Fuck.”

[crimson-sorrow]

@ptternminds suggested: ∗ 2o﹕ sender  lifts  receiver's  chin ,  invoking  eye  contact . - sorry hua lian @ shi qingxuan again 👀

Shi Qingxuan knelt on the soft grass in the garden of their palace, their fan in their hand as they used it to summon little gusts of wind to play with the flowers surrounding them. The esteemed Wind Master, known for being open-hearted, friendly, always wearing a smile on their face, was heartbroken. Their friend, their beloved Hua Lian, had turned against them. This civil god that had approached them and earned their trust, this civil god that had easily wormed his way into their heart, that had become the main reason for their smile.. none of it had been real. All Shi Qingxuan had been for Hua Lian was a means to an end. To lift his own standing as one of the much frowned upon civil gods, who unfortunately always had to fight much harder to earn an ounce of the respect a martial god could earn with a flick of their wrist. Shi Qingxuan was friendly and well liked, they were the little brother of the second most popular god in the heavenly capital, of course they would make an easy target for someone who knew how to use words to earn someone’s trust. And affection.

The Wind Master felt foolish. They had dragged Hua Lian to all kinds of heavenly banquets, even to those that usually not accepted civil gods into their midst, they had opened their palace to him, their home. And their heart. That was what stung the most. Shi Qingxuan remembered all the different moments when Hua Lian had made them blush or made their heart skip a beat or two. They sighed, feeling miserable and sorry for themself. They missed Hua Lian. Without him their life felt weirdly empty and cold, it was too quiet without Hua Lian’s snarky comments or charming remarks to the Wind Master’s appearance. They missed Hua Lian terribly, and yet, they felt used and abandoned.

It was a good thing their brother was currently away on a mission, Shi Wudu would not appreciate to see his younger brother as miserable as they were right now. When footsteps approached Shi Qingxuan knew immediately who it was. By now they would recognize these footsteps everywhere.

“Go away.”

Their voice was flat and bereft of life, not wanting to give Hua Lian the pleasure of seeing how sad and broken they were without him, but the other’s next move came as a surprise. Shi Qingxuan gasped when Hua Lian reached out to lift their chin, invoking eye contact and for a moment the Wind Master could only stare. At the face that he had grown so fond of, and it only reminded them of how much they missed Hua Lian, but also of the pain this betrayal had brought upon them. Their bright eyes teared up, but for now they did not look away, they had missed the other’s presence too much, but still, seeing Hua Lian hurt and they only repeated weakly:

“Just go away..”

[clemencetaught]

ferre makes aesthetics ( 6/??? ): verse three ( maría castro & patrick myungdae grace )

"take a deep breath with me," he says, voice soft as if it came from a better world. "everything is going to be okay." she knew it wouldn't be, but she wanted to believe him anyways.

( photos & the hunger games lore do not belong to me. credit for mária goes to @ptternminds! happy holidays fellow colleague :3 )

[kamipyre]

@ptternminds sent in: Sarang's hands suit themselves perfectly to the task at hand, even though they're the hands of a killer. It's almost a shame, how easily she forgets they are, when she buzzes around Suki like a butterfly, a dragonfly, as opposed to the wasp she actually is. She's holding up two pairs of earrings. Right hand: silver, long enough to graze the jaw ever so slightly if the head is tilted just right, fine and soft to run through a palm. Left hand: the other, similar, but rather than appearing like a string, small light pink hearts cascade in a shorter length, ending in a larger heart carrying most of the weight between her fingers. Her eyebrows waggle. She lifts the left hand slightly higher. "You gotta pick a pair. It's all about exploring new styles, come on." ((i was writing this and realized in spite of Sarang being a WHOLE LOT ORDER when I think about these two, Suki feels more mature? in how she handles the past, in particular? BUT ANYWAYSD FDKLHGL))

UNSURPRISINGLY, SHE'S ALWAYS HAD A LOVE-HATE RELATIONSHIP WITH FASHION. On one hand, it is a means of expressing herself– if she dressed well enough, smart enough, or maybe even outrageously enough, would they notice that before her face? She's dreamt about it before, always wondering, always milling on the possibilities, but never quite bold enough to take the risk.

( Of the things to be timid around, it just has to be fashion doesn't it? Perhaps this is something she could ask her co-workers for advice once upon a time– man or woman or enby, most are decidedly bold in their fashion choice. From leather jackets to fur linings, to frills lining the edge of magenta overcoats, they are brazen in their choices. Confident and closed to any if not all critiques. )  

Of course Suki barely knows where to even start. It's not like she can ask her co-workers ( or at least the ones she actually still likes ) anyways– it occurs to her that just like with other areas in her life, perhaps getting a mentor is key to learning. It can't be a man though, no matter how well dressed they are and unfortunately, if not all of them happen to be well, men. Again, it occurs to her that having no femme-aligning friends is coming to bite her in the ass.

But even if it was a woman, her mentor would need to carry herself in the same manner as all the others: relentless, patient, and wise. Pro-active too– Suki's learning has always been more hands-on. So it'd have be someone like–

Jing holds up the two earrings, which as far as Suki is aware, are only different by the hearts dangling on the end of the right one. She tilts her head. "What about the rest of the outfit? I thought people are supposed to pick the accessories after they have one." Something she remembers from the one too many dramas she's watched. Would Jing also have seen and learned from them?

( Nowadays, her job is busier than ever, but in a strange contradiction, Jing has been around even more...almost as if she knew most of the people whom Suki used to hang around are gone. )

But of course, Jing, who handles everything with a light touch, insists on making a choice. That, Suki can empathize with. There is only so much time for one to deliberate before the waiting becomes the choice. And Suki?

Doesn't have the luxury of time. Especially not in her job.

She points to the one on the right. "I like the hearts but–" She pouts, exasperated. "I need them to look at me as an equal. I'll look more like a kid if I wear the other one."

[repetiita]

@ptternminds asked : 🎤 Kaede bc you'd think i'd grow less insane about her with time, alas, here we are

We all know that I have 3 smokers, 2 heavy drinkers and 2 drug users in my muse list. Kaede here, has hit 3 for 3, she smokes, she takes to alcohol like a fish in water and as doctor, she uses drugs. In her defense, she does so as a test but the fact still stands, she is a MESS ( My money, my time, my liver, I'll hand them all over ). Mostly created from the circumstances of being unwanted by her birth mother, Kaede Himuro craves LOVE. ( In the end, once you’re drunk, anyone is fine )

Will she find it at the bottom of a bottle? No, but what she will find is an easy way to forget her issues and be wanted for at least a few minutes ( People, in order to kill off their own loneliness -- And to throw up their emptiness, drink ).

I chose this song because it's good for 3 characters but it speaks to how Kaede desires acceptance and fleeting love and pleasure and is willing to lie and throw away her pride in a drunken stupor to get it ( Everyone's a hypocrite, hunting while using kind lies as bait ). And unlike the other two, she's ready to do it every single night after work. She wants what she didn't grow up with, she wants to be chosen ( once you're drunk, anyone is fine ), she wants to settle down and marry ( I won't even be chosen as that "anyone" ). She wants what she doesn't think she'll get despite her 'confidence' ( It's easy to lie about love ).

A mixed drink full of cheap bourbon Is a good fit for a half-wit like you But once we’re drunk, I’m sure It’ll all taste the same People, in order to kill off their own loneliness And to throw up their emptiness, drink  My money, my time, my liver Hey, I’ll hand ‘em all over, so Why don’t we try being together?

In the end, Kaede will drink and use herself as a drug tester until her dying days if she isn't forcibly shown that she doesn't need someone else to give her life meaning. Her dad didn't need it when she was raised by him and neither does she. Also the thing I like the most at the end of EVERY chorus is that it ends three ways. The first is p much how she's living life fast without a care ( Don't stop! Without a single care, one more glass! ), then the second is how she's become dependent without even realising she's just drinking to drink ( Can't stop! Without any meaning, one more glass!) and then the acceptance that she is a dumbass but she still ( Won't stop! Before I die, one more glass! ).

You might not be able to fix her without matching her freak ( Shushing people by pressing a finger to my lips, I'll leave out the usual stuff that happens till 2 A.M. ).

↳ FOR EVERY 🎤 SENT, I WILL LIST A SONG I ASSOCIATE WITH MY MUSE ::

[wellfell]

 akina has been called a spoiled brat , more than twice a day . a girl that's not satisfied with whatever stupid present you bring for her , no matter how hard you've worked to buy her one because she's used to the grandest and most extravagant luxuries — a marble mansion and triplet tigers were the start of her lovely story , these soldiers didn't have any idea what akina has seen and tasted before coming here . and she's expected to be dissatisfied with the current situation , disgusted by the gesture of a maria boy saving her some napkins and a fork .

 her brows raise with an unexpectedly tender expression . it dissolves into playfulness when she lets out an airy giggle and turns back to the plates she's filling with soft potatoes and some greenery she's sure nobody will eat . that's why they prefer eren's cooking , and armin’s cooking , because they don't busy themselves with unnecessary decorations of the plates . the greens she's dipped in oil and softened with heat , it'll help with their stomach problems but it's unlikely anyone will pay attention to her hard work . ❛ are you saying that i'm too fancy to be eating with my hands ? ❜  a quite mischievous look flashes her eyes when she passes by him to gather the napkins . ❛ i’ll take the napkins though . ❜  can't have her walking around with a dirty mouth or dirty fingers , yeah ? mikasa enters the kitchen and shuts her up , quickly , effectively , the plates were gently handed to her to be carried to the table inside the room and out of the kitchen . they don't exchange many words , not at all in fact , but akina understands what she's asking for when she stares at the glasses for too long . so , quickly , she puts them on top of the plates too , with a big grin and watches her head out . a few moments pass , before akina jumps to sit on top of the counter with her own plate on her lap . she's grabbed the fork eren saved for her , and she's eating . starting from the greens . ❛ i used to get mad at our maids for putting mashed potatoes with duck meat . i hated it because my mom would always force me to eat it too . ❜  she points at eren with the fork after biting off the potato from it's tip . ❛ i love it now . i think you just make it better than our maids did . ❜

    * - ' cont. @ptternminds

[rubiesintherough]

@ptternminds --- cont. from here

Aedus would've considered releasing him... if not for the mildly bothersome fact that doing so would result in the other man's face ungracefully meeting the cement with considerable force. So, despite the stranger's half-hearted protests, the phoenix kept his arms in place. Kept the stranger's weight supported by his own and matched his slow steps with those of the other man.

" I certainly will be glad to give you that space the moment we reach somewhere I could help you to sit down, alright? I understand, it's a bit rude of me to be doing this, I'm very sorry... but allowing you to be left alone in this state would be a far greater issue, as far as I'm concerned. " His head tipped forward, motioning. " There should be a bench just ahead. Let us reach there, and allow me to ensure you are not going to tip over and hit your head, and I will be willing to leave you to your own devices... "

Well, that final part was dubious. Whether or not Aedus was going to leave him alone remained to be seen. In fact, he was strongly debating whether he should dial for an ambulance, should he be able to find a phone in the vicinity.

[stillresolved]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY LENLEN ( @ptternminds )!! did you know that your muses are very photographable and deserve to be on the cover of a magazine?? and also that your blog deserves fan content?? well now you don't have to imagine anymore!!

again though i hope you have the most wonderful day and i hope this year will be a peaceful and happy one for you 💕💕💕

[divinity-shackled]

@ptternminds broke my heart saying:

"Are you always alone?" Hua Lian asks at one point. He stops in the middle of the path, surrounded by nothing but autumn-coloured trees, and the air he's suffocating on as he asks Xie Lian's back. "Are you always this alone?"

With gentleness in his honey-coloured eyes Xie Lian watched a squirrel climb up the trunk of a tree as red and yellow leaves fell all around them. The Prince could easily get carried away watching nature and doing nothing, he was not living on a schedule, he was literally tending to his one and only shrine by himself. But surprisingly, today he was not alone.

As Xie Lian made his way home through the forest after spending the day collecting scraps, and eventually coming away with a rather big bag, he had been interrupted by a hand on his shoulder. It was Hua Lian, former State Preceptor in training and now esteemed Civil God, that stopped him out of all people. And not for a pleasant reason. Xie Lian laughed and nervously rubbed his neck when Hua Lian revealed that he was here to remind the Prince that there were still some reports from his past missions he had failed to hand in. In fact, Xie Lian had not even started writing the scrolls the Palace of Ling Wen desired, he had been too busy setting up Puqi shrine.

Therefore all Xie Lian could do was promise Hua Lian he would work on the reports as soon as he made it back to his current home, so that Hua Lian could already take them back with him when he returned to the Heavenly Capital this evening. Xie Lian sighed deeply in his heart. He did not look forward to spending his entire evening inside writing reports when he could be outside selling scraps and eating chestnuts, but Hua Lian had a job to do and Xie Lian did not want to get Hua Lian into trouble by being the reason the Civil God could not hand in the required reports.

Walking side by side now reminded him of when they were strolling through the forests of the Xianle kingdom many many years ago, but now he also was nervous, because what would Hua Lian think once he saw that Xie Lian lived in his own shrine, which at this point still pretty much looked like a broken shack? Hua Lian would never visit him again, Xie Lian was sure, but then he reminded himself Hua Lian was not even here to visit him in the first place, he was here to collect the reports, nothing more.

And as they walked Xie Lian couldn’t prevent a smile from tugging at his lips. While the Prince’s steps were barely audible, he could very well hear Hua Lian walking next to him. It wasn’t exactly that Hua Lian was stomping his feet, but to someone like Xie Lian, who could be rather graceful if he did not trip over a cloud, it was obvious that Hua Lian was not a martial artist. His steps were rather heavy, like someone who was not happy about being in the forest right now, and knowing Hua Lian, it probably was at least partly true.

When the other stopped him, Xie Lian turned to face him, but the words Hua Lian said to him, or rather the questions he asked, made him freeze in his tracks for a moment.

'Are you always this alone?' It seemed like a simple question, like someone being genuinely surprised by the solitary life Xie Lian had confined himself to. It was a valid question. Especially from someone who shared a past with him and who had not seen him for the last 800 years.

I am not alone. It was what Xie Lian wanted to say. But he would be lying to himself. He was alone. And he was lonely. But spending so much time in solitude, having the people curse his name to the high heavens and destroy his shrines, he had learned it was better to keep to himself. He had learned to live with it, locked away the loneliness in his heart and tried to take the days one step at a time. Xie Lian had long learned not to acknowledge his own pain, to pretend it did not exist, but to have it brought to the surface with a simple question like that was overwhelming, even to someone like him who had trained to take both insults and kicks without ever showing being hurt.

Hua Lian had caught him off guard, but he believed it was unintentionally, but that did not mean the words did not sting. He couldn’t lie. Not to Hua Lian. He could not simply say he was not alone.

Instead Xie Lian smiles softly as he meets Hua Lian’s eyes, refusing to give word to his own pain as he says with a gentle tone: “I’m used to it.”

[crimson-sorrow]

@ptternminds suggested: My muse absentmindedly plays with your muse’s fingers while they talk, not even realizing they’re doing it. - hua lian @ xie lian, maybe he was fussing about a sleeve and 👀👀

They were late. Again. It wasn’t that the Crown Prince of Xianle did not care for his duties, he simply deemed some of them more important or more to his liking than others. Xie Lian had just returned from another training session when Hua Lian had barged into his room, urging him to take a quick bath as the State Preceptor expected them for their lesson at the top of the hour.

“Another lesson? But we only went there yesterday. Will we never get to rest? Will you never get to rest?” Xie Lian felt Hua Lian’s hands on his back as his advisor stirred him into the bathroom and the Crown Prince did not get another chance to argue as the door was being closed, so he had no chance but to be good and get into the bath, to wash off the sweat of the last training session.

When Xie Lian stepped back into his room he was only wearing his smallclothes and he was immediately scolded for looking indecent, but before he could defend himself as he very obviously just finished bathing, Hua Lian stepped behind him to help the Prince into his robes.

“Huh? Where is Mu Qing?”, Xie Lian asked, not because he was incapable of dressing himself, but because if there was someone to help him look all proper it was usually Mu Qing, not Hua Lian. It seemed like Mu Qing, who mainly served the Crown Prince but was considered a servant to the whole royal family of Xianle, was away on another errand and therefore a displeased advisor had to step in to get the prince presentable.

Xie Lian stood in the middle of the room, his disheveled hair still a mess while Hua Lian tied the belts around the prince’s slender waist and even though he was used to Mu Qing being that close to him, having Hua Lian that close somehow felt.. different. Hua Lian was someone who always seemed to put his duty first, easily blending in and out of crowds, seemingly always knowing what to say or when it was better not to say anything at all, yet Xie Lian couldn’t help but feel like the other’s hands were just a little clumsy trying to arrange Xie Lian’s layered robes. Plus, Hua Lian always seemed to keep a respectful distance to anyone he was talking to, as if he couldn’t bear physical contact, or as if it were simply beneath him.

“You know, I could do this by myself..”, Xie Lian muttered as he watched Hua Lian pull on his sleeves, making sure all of the Crown Prince was covered properly, as if even getting a glimpse of the Prince’s skin would be too much of a temptation. And Hua Lian did not stop there. Xie Lian knew it probably meant nothing, but the gaze of his honey-colored eyes dropped down where Hua Lian was still holding on to his hand, tugging down the sleeve of the prince’s white robes but instead of stepping away he kept Xie Lian’s hand in his own, seemingly playing with his fingers as he kept scolding him, mostly for being late.

Xie Lian did not interrupt him. He was not sure why, but this closeness, this somewhat unfamiliar intimacy filled him with excitement and a tender warmth. Not saying anything he endured the scolding, in a way it even felt refreshing to have someone else than Mu Qing complain about the Prince’s carefree attitude. A gentle smile tugged at Xie Lian’s lips and eventually he turned his hand up so he could brush his fingertips over Hua Lian’s wrist.

[miidnighters]

@ptternminds | continued from ☾

It's a very good thing that Billie is not the kind of girl to take things literally, simply blowing him a kiss in the face of his faux-affront.

The fast food had been her idea, if only because it was the only thing open at this hour of the night and even without her enhanced hearing, Billie would have been able to hear his stomach growl. Besides, there was something romantic about sitting on the curb under a streetlight, almost shoulder to shoulder to share the food. Even if her long legs are tucked up slightly awkwardly to offer a scrap of modesty in this tiny skirt, and she shudders a little to think about how filthy the pavement is.

Romance. She's been in worse places.

Billie does not expect her own playful gesture to be taken so seriously, though. She blinks a little bit in surprise at his insistence - if only because the food won't actually fill her up.

"I've never been on a diet in my life, baby." She says instead - not intentionally, anyway. And to appease him, she does take a bite of the food - just one, for now - as Billie tries to ignore the sting that comes with being reminded that she still has the body of a man who'd been at war for several months.

"Isn't that a little contradictory, telling me I'm perfect - which I am, you're right - in one breath, and then telling me to gain weight in the next? If I gain weight I won't fit into all my sexy little dresses and then who's going to fund me for a whole new wardrobe?"

[clemencetaught]

@ptternminds / continued from here!

THEIR BAG HAS KEROPPI PRINTED FRONT AND CENTER. And maybe the social worker knows it well themselves, but the mascot…well it doesn't suit them, does it? Still, they carry it and Myungdae can only assume it's either for a. sentimental reasons or b. the safety it invokes. Children are drawn to bright colors and even more so mascots- perhaps it is a means of getting children like Yuri to open up to them, the CPS worker.

Not that Myungdae is inquiring. Keroppi isn't even Yuri's favorite. It's actually Cinnamoroll. Or was it Pompompurin? She has plushies of both. It occurs to him that perhaps he would know which one she favored more if she didn't sleep on the couch with him most nights…or if she even liked either of them to begin with. It hadn't even been his idea to get her the plushies- Nell and Alfred got her each as welcome present of sorts.

Myungdae highly doubts the social worker- Baek- would care much, would they? Baek, who sits across from him unannounced, with a poker face almost akin to his own, the only different being that their calm doesn't try to hide their…disdain. They don't seem all that impressed with him, really. Probably wondering how the hell he, of all people ended u,p with not only Yuri, but also Hiro.

It wouldn't make matters much better if he admitted he's not sure how things ended up this way either, would it? All he knew at the time was that Yuri and Hiro both needed someone, an adult at the time and of course, he happened to be there.

What was he supposed to do? Turn them away?

"Oh," He says, rather simply too. He knows he needs to put on a good impression for Baek. The impression of a competent, attentive parent: one who knows what they're doing, one who knows their child. And yet-

"Um…daycare? She doesn't like being away from us if she doesn't have to be."

He feels as far away from himself, even further than he does to Yuri. Maybe that's why he was so insistent on taking her in. It takes a stray to know a stray.

But Baek doesn't need to know that. Sure, they mean well, prioritizing Yuri's well-being above the niceities and reserving judgement for what probably looks like a disaster zone if families were supposed to be houses. But it doesn't change that they're not- well, trust is hard-earned in these parts, aren't they? Their ID badge doesn't earn them points either, especially not with Alfred.

Still Myungdae can't help but wilt a little bit more under their gaze. Or what feels like a scolding, even if he'll be damned before reaching out for additional services for assistance. That's just more surveillance to put up with. "I'm fine, really. She…we don't need therapy, these additional resources if that's what you're trying to say– what she needs right now is stability." Which he wants to believe she's getting. "I thought…I thought that's what you were looking for her to have."

[kamipyre]

continued from here! / @ptternminds

MOVING HAS ALWAYS BEEN AN ARDUOUS PROCESS AND EVEN MORE SO SINCE SHE MOVED TO THE STATES. She took it for granted back then, living close by family. Even if they, her paternal relatives, didn't quite understand her, she was still family and therefore, they were required to help her if asked.

Lucky for Suki, she has her coworkers, whose height and strength came in handy for once and who are still packing up the last of her stuff at her old apartment. And now him! How convenient that he happens to be waiting by her new place–

Which also is odd if she thinks about it more, because she doesn't remember telling him the address.

"Why would you need to find out yourself?" She asks instead, confused. "It's my apartment keys."  Although perhaps he could have inferred that from the Hello Kitty charm hanging off the key ring. "I have a bunch of boxes I need to bring up; it's easier to move things if someone's already there to open the door!" Granted, he doesn't seem exactly dressed for the occasion ( which could only be explained by again that no one told him he would be roped into such an activity ), but he can always wash them later...

She hefts up two rather bulky boxes and marches ahead of him. "Can you grab the grocery bag too? It's got the toolbox- you should be able to open the door still. My apartment is on the second floor- first door on the right!" 

[repetiita]

@ptternminds asked : 🎤 Herr Gilbert~

What you gonna do WHEN THE CHIPS ARE DOWN? Now that the chips are down TAKE if you can, give if you must Ain't nobody but yourself to trust

What you gonna do when the chips are down? Now that the chips are down What you gonna do when the chips are down? Now that the chips are down

Aim for the heart, shoot to kill If you don't do it, then the other one will What you gonna do when the chips are down? Now that the chips are down What you gonna do when the chips are down? Now that the chips are down

And the first shall be first And the last shall be last Cast your eyes to heaven You get a knife in the back Nobody's righteous Nobody's proud Nobody's innocent Now that the chips are down

↳ FOR EVERY 🎤 SENT, I WILL LIST A SONG I ASSOCIATE WITH MY MUSE :: accepting !

[wellfell]

🌺 send this to ten muns you think are wonderful 🌺 Nassy thank you for always playing the freakiest goofiest doods and Akina dumblr would be NOTHING with you and the absolute BEAST of writing and vibes you bring and also you're incredible MWAH

ik i'm replying to this after such a long time but heh honestly the same goes for you . len don't make me take out my love guns because i will use them on you , you can't talk about vibes and writing without mentioning lena ?? damn you're my darling . honestly akina wouldn't be here without bullying her bf karube and threatening to kill er.en , and i'm not even talking about our other dynamics i will stay quiet about it and be a normal person . i love you so much . 🫵🏻🥰💕🔪🔪