forgotten.

multimuse penned by ellie.

[pxxlympus]

laundry day. this always turned into a disaster for a girl who’s mother had always done her laundry for her and the machines, well she was stuck on her own now. the girl had found a cheaper laundromat that wasn’t constantly being in use like at the dorms and they even had a nice vending machine that sold ice cold pomegranate juice while she waited. but as she stood in front of a full machine  with a hand full of quarters the girl gulped. 

“okay... so how much soap am i supposed to put in? what if i press the wrong buttons!” she began to panic. turning to the first person she saw she put on the best puppy dog eyed look that she could. “can you help me?”  

[dcrklives]

“Trust me, it’s more common than you think and everyone messes up. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve turned my whites pink. Not the worst thing in the world, but still.” Aerith starting to help her sort through things, making sure that everything was in its right place. “Let’s see... For me, I only do a little sprinkle of laundry soap. All you really need is a tablespoon,” she continued to explain. “But here’s the trick... For darks and brights, you’re going to use cold water. For whites, you’re going to use hot water.”

[dcrklives]

@becomeghosts​

Katara had just gotten done with her rounds when she checked her watch. It was 5 o’clock, which meant it was just about time for her break. ‘Thank God,’ she thought to herself. Though her days usually went by pretty quickly, she couldn’t help but feel like this particular shift was dragging on and on. When she looked up, she noticed someone trying to get her attention and she pulled herself away from her thoughts. “Is there something I can help you with?”

[dcrklives]

She couldn’t help but crack a smile. If there was one thing that could cheer her up, it was food. “That sounds absolutely perfect,” she replied, checking her watch and then leaning over to the nurse’s station. “I finished my rounds and I’m gonna take my break now,” she told the the shift manager, who simply just waved her off. That was good enough for her. “Alright! Lead the way.”

[dcrklives]

@becomeghosts​

Felicia let out a deep sigh, her nostrils flaring as she closed her eyes and attempted to massage her temples. “I love my job. I love my job. I love. My job,” she insisted, trying to calm herself down so she didn’t go absolutely apeshit at one of the other curators for making yet another massive mistake that would cost a pretty penny. She heard a knock at the door, then the squeak of it opening. “What do you need?” she snapped.

[dcrklives]

“Really? Because I feel incredibly relaxed and well-rested. I’m shocked,” she replied, tone dripping with sarcasm. Felicia tossed her phone aside, leaning back in her chair, crossed her legs, and placed her hands in her lap. “No, no... To be honest with you, I’m grateful for the break. It’s felt non-stop here.” Felicia studied him for a moment. “Why don’t you sit?”

[dcrklives]

Felicia was reaching her limit. She let out a huff, flaring her nostrils as the person on the telephone babbled on and on. “Listen,” she finally snapped, “if can’t follow a timeline, then I think you should find another line of work. Have the prep work ready for the new exhibition by tomorrow evening or start looking for a new job. Your excuses bore me.” She didn’t even wait for a response before hanging up and sliding the phone back into her bag. “Anyway... “ She turned back to the person who had addressed her. “What is it that you were saying?”

[dcrklives]

“Nothing out of the ordinary. An idiot trying to explain to me why he’s an idiot,” she explained, feeling her shoulders relax slightly. Her brother was one of the only people who really had that effect on her, especially these days. “Hmmm... I could be persuaded. I’ve been working a lot these past few weekends and I’m due for a break.”

[pxxlympus]

laundry day. this always turned into a disaster for a girl who’s mother had always done her laundry for her and the machines, well she was stuck on her own now. the girl had found a cheaper laundromat that wasn’t constantly being in use like at the dorms and they even had a nice vending machine that sold ice cold pomegranate juice while she waited. but as she stood in front of a full machine  with a hand full of quarters the girl gulped. 

“okay... so how much soap am i supposed to put in? what if i press the wrong buttons!” she began to panic. turning to the first person she saw she put on the best puppy dog eyed look that she could. “can you help me?”  

[dcrklives]

She nibbled on her lower lip. “That’s okay! Really. It’s hard when you first start doing laundry on your own,” she consoled the girl, offering her a reassuring smile. “Let’s start with the basics... When you do laundry, you usually want to separate your different colors. I usually do three different groups which are dark colors, bright colors, and whites. If you separate them, you’re sure that none of the colors will bleed,” she explained. “Why don’t we take all of that out and sort it, hmm?”

[dcrklives]

@becomeghosts​

Katara had just gotten done with her rounds when she checked her watch. It was 5 o’clock, which meant it was just about time for her break. ‘Thank God,’ she thought to herself. Though her days usually went by pretty quickly, she couldn’t help but feel like this particular shift was dragging on and on. When she looked up, she noticed someone trying to get her attention and she pulled herself away from her thoughts. “Is there something I can help you with?”

[dcrklives]

@becomeghosts​

Felicia let out a deep sigh, her nostrils flaring as she closed her eyes and attempted to massage her temples. “I love my job. I love my job. I love. My job,” she insisted, trying to calm herself down so she didn’t go absolutely apeshit at one of the other curators for making yet another massive mistake that would cost a pretty penny. She heard a knock at the door, then the squeak of it opening. “What do you need?” she snapped.

[dcrklives]

@becomeghosts​

Aerith hummed to herself as she put a few more roses into the bouquet she was working on, biting her lip in concentration. Was it took much pink? She almost laughed aloud. As if there was such a thing. She grabbed a spool of ribbon from the shelf that sat to the right of the counter and began to wrap the stems of the flowers when she heard the bell above her door tinkle. Looking up, she smiled widely at the potential customer. “Hello! How can I help you today?”

[pxxlympus]

laundry day. this always turned into a disaster for a girl who’s mother had always done her laundry for her and the machines, well she was stuck on her own now. the girl had found a cheaper laundromat that wasn’t constantly being in use like at the dorms and they even had a nice vending machine that sold ice cold pomegranate juice while she waited. but as she stood in front of a full machine  with a hand full of quarters the girl gulped. 

“okay… so how much soap am i supposed to put in? what if i press the wrong buttons!” she began to panic. turning to the first person she saw she put on the best puppy dog eyed look that she could. “can you help me?”  

[dcrklives]

Aerith had decided that, since it was her day off, she might as well get a few loads of laundry done. When she wandered into the landromat, she secured two machines and went about sorted and starting her loads. She was just about to open up her book and read while she waited when she noticed a girl a few machines over from her looking very confused. She was just about to offer her help, but the girl beat her to the punch. “Of course!” Aerith told her, hurrying over to her. “Let’s see... What kind of load are you doing? Whites? Darks? Brights?”

[elxhxdsxn-deactivated20210205]

It was another quiet day at Cerbus Books. Certain days were busier than others, but it seemed as if the last few days were slower than usual. She hummed to herself as she browsed through the catalog of new arrivals. Ethel was sure she would be purchasing at least one of the new titles within the next few days, but she swore that she would allow the customers to have a chance first. 

As she was lost in her thoughts she missed the sound of the door opening and failed to hear the sound of another individual’s voice It wasn’t until she was met with their face, that she realized they were speaking to her. “Oh I am so sorry, I was just browsing our catalog, ensuring our stock is full. How can I help you?” Ethel asked curiously. 

[dcrklives]

“Sounds like a good plan. You know... I’m not sure what you’re looking for, really, but I would check with career services at the university. They are always looking for full-time people in different departments, and I’m more than willing to give you a good recommendation,” he told her, giving a nod. Reid walked over to the section and milled around there for about ten minutes, selecting a few titles before wandering back to the counter. “When do you guys usually get new shipments in?” he asked as he placed his books on the counter and pulled out his wallet.

[dcrklives]

@everythingsethel​

When Ethel had texted her and asked to meet, Shego wasn’t quite sure what to say at first. Shego did not go on dates. She just didn’t get involved with people that way. She didn’t like having to be vulnerable with another person, and that’s kinda what dating was all about. Ugh. No thanks. However, when Ethel suggest they meet at the bar, she felt more inclined to go. After all, meeting at the bar most definitely wasn’t a date. Not in her eyes. Besides, she had planned to go there anyway, so what was the difference? 

She dressed in her usual garb, tossing on a black pleated skirt, a mesh crop top, and some chunky boots. Shego checked her matte black lipstick before heading out the door. On her bike, it didn’t take more than five minutes. When she walked in, she greeted the usual suspects and then planted herself at the bar. “Can I get a Bacardi and Coke?” she asked the bar tender, drumming her fingers against the glossy tabletop.

[dcrklives]

“I agree.” Shego kept her hand planted on Ethel’s thigh, her thumb brushing gently against the bare skin. With her other hand, she gingerly pulled out her phone and ordered an Uber for the two of them. She set the phone back down and turned back to Ethel, practically downing her drink in one good. No point in pretending she wasn’t looking forward to the next part of the evening. “You ready?”

[dcrklives]

@emptypcppet​

Aerith busied herself looking through the shelves above the counter. Goodness, she knew she should’ve organized things over the weekend. It was impossible to find anything in the state things were in. She dug through the boxes, desperately looking for a specific color of ribbon that the customer had requested for their bridal bouquet. She heard the bell above the door tinkle and she turned back to look at the customer. “Just a mom-” Unfortunately for her, multitasking was not necessarily her strong suit, especially when being up on a ladder was involved. Her foot slipped and next thing she knew she was falling. “Oh!” she gasped, flailing helplessly as she went.

[dcrklives]

“Well, I am a florist. It’s my job to know!” Aerith watched him carefully place the flower, her eyes sparkling with excitement before she let out a triumphant giggle. “It looks great,” she cooed, looking from the flower back up to him. “Well, you’ve come to the right place! What kind of flowers are you looking for? Something for a special someone? Maybe a girlfriend?” Aerith pried. She definitely wasn’t known for being subtle.

[dcrklives]

@emptypcppet​

Aerith busied herself looking through the shelves above the counter. Goodness, she knew she should’ve organized things over the weekend. It was impossible to find anything in the state things were in. She dug through the boxes, desperately looking for a specific color of ribbon that the customer had requested for their bridal bouquet. She heard the bell above the door tinkle and she turned back to look at the customer. “Just a mom-” Unfortunately for her, multitasking was not necessarily her strong suit, especially when being up on a ladder was involved. Her foot slipped and next thing she knew she was falling. “Oh!” she gasped, flailing helplessly as she went.

[dcrklives]

“A price, hmm?” Aerith turned from him, searching through the vases of the flowers before plucking out a yellow daffodil and handing it over to him. “These are some of my favorites. They represent good luck and new beginnings. Some people also say they symbolize chivalry so it’s perfect for you,” she informed him, wrinkling her nose and letting out a gentle laugh. She noticed his discomfort at her proximity, but that didn’t stop her from staring. “Right.” Something told Aerith there was more to the story, but that didn’t explain why those almost glowing green eyes stirred something in her. Her curiosity was getting the better of her. “I’m Aerith, by the way. Is there something I can help you with?”

[dcrklives]

@mxrkdzuko

Flipping her hair over her shoulder, she checked her reflection and frowned. She took a step back, pulling at her shirt and tilting her head. A lacy black tank top, a pair of straight-leg jeans, and a pair of sandals seemed simple enough. Katara was usually nervous about first dates, but this was a whole other level. She had changed her outfits no less than eight different times, and she felt butterflies flitting around her stomach all the while.

Katara smiled down at her cat as he wandered into the room and meowed quietly. “What do you think, Appa? Do you think I look good?” He simply looked up at her, blinking slowly. She would take that as a yes. She went over to her dresser and grabbed her earrings just as she heard a knock at the door. Shit. “Uh- Coming!” she called out, quickly putting in the earrings before rushing to the door. She took a deep breath, a smile forming on her lips before she opened up the door. “Hi,” she greeted, feeling a little more shy than normal. Her cheeks flushed almost instantly as she looked up at him.

[dcrklives]

Katara could tell that it was more than, ‘whatever,’ but again, she felt that she shouldn’t press it. Instead, she just pressed another kiss to his lips. “Alright... Well I’m going to go put on some pants and then we can head out.” She pulled back from him and went off to his bedroom to do just that. Looking at herself in the mirror, she couldn’t help but laugh. Her hair was doing every which way and her makeup looked more than a bit racoon-ish. Instead of trying to fix it, she simply threw her hair up in a bun and put on her clothes from the night before. That was good enough for now. Grabbing her bag and slipping on her sandals, she came back out to kitchen. “Next time I might have to prepare a little better... Bringing a hairbrush might be a good place to start.”

[dcrklives]

@emptypcppet​

Aerith busied herself looking through the shelves above the counter. Goodness, she knew she should’ve organized things over the weekend. It was impossible to find anything in the state things were in. She dug through the boxes, desperately looking for a specific color of ribbon that the customer had requested for their bridal bouquet. She heard the bell above the door tinkle and she turned back to look at the customer. “Just a mom-” Unfortunately for her, multitasking was not necessarily her strong suit, especially when being up on a ladder was involved. Her foot slipped and next thing she knew she was falling. “Oh!” she gasped, flailing helplessly as she went.

[dcrklives]

Aerith didn’t attempt to hide her disappointment as he set her down, but her eyes stayed fixed on him. There was something about him... She couldn’t quite put a finger on it. “Hmmm....” The girl pretended to think over the question, tapping her chin. “Yes, I am. In fact, maybe I should keep you around the shop? Might be safer for me that way,” she joked. She studied him still, her gaze raking over his features until she finally settled on one. “Your eyes,” Aerith said, almost whispering. She took a step forward, leaning in to look at him. Again, Aerith was never good at judging what exactly constituted ‘too close’ even when it came to strangers.

[dcrklives]

@mxrkdzuko

Flipping her hair over her shoulder, she checked her reflection and frowned. She took a step back, pulling at her shirt and tilting her head. A lacy black tank top, a pair of straight-leg jeans, and a pair of sandals seemed simple enough. Katara was usually nervous about first dates, but this was a whole other level. She had changed her outfits no less than eight different times, and she felt butterflies flitting around her stomach all the while.

Katara smiled down at her cat as he wandered into the room and meowed quietly. “What do you think, Appa? Do you think I look good?” He simply looked up at her, blinking slowly. She would take that as a yes. She went over to her dresser and grabbed her earrings just as she heard a knock at the door. Shit. “Uh- Coming!” she called out, quickly putting in the earrings before rushing to the door. She took a deep breath, a smile forming on her lips before she opened up the door. “Hi,” she greeted, feeling a little more shy than normal. Her cheeks flushed almost instantly as she looked up at him.

[dcrklives]

Katara frowned at the response. Climbing into his lap, she placed a hang on either of his cheeks and lifted his head. She tried to find the words to say, though it was hard. “I’m sorry,” she finally settled on, her thumbs brushing against his cheeks before she pecked his lips. “Just know... Not everyone sees it that way, okay?” She could really only speak for herself, but she had to guess other people in his life also felt that way. His uncle, for instance. She rubbed her eyes, yawned, and stretched. “Then I guess I better get going. Would you mind taking me home?” At this rate she was already going to be late, but she really didn’t care for once. She was way too happy to freak out about being late to work.

[dcrklives]

@mxrkdzuko

Flipping her hair over her shoulder, she checked her reflection and frowned. She took a step back, pulling at her shirt and tilting her head. A lacy black tank top, a pair of straight-leg jeans, and a pair of sandals seemed simple enough. Katara was usually nervous about first dates, but this was a whole other level. She had changed her outfits no less than eight different times, and she felt butterflies flitting around her stomach all the while.

Katara smiled down at her cat as he wandered into the room and meowed quietly. “What do you think, Appa? Do you think I look good?” He simply looked up at her, blinking slowly. She would take that as a yes. She went over to her dresser and grabbed her earrings just as she heard a knock at the door. Shit. “Uh- Coming!” she called out, quickly putting in the earrings before rushing to the door. She took a deep breath, a smile forming on her lips before she opened up the door. “Hi,” she greeted, feeling a little more shy than normal. Her cheeks flushed almost instantly as she looked up at him.

[dcrklives]

“Ah, keep telling yourself that. Whatever makes you feel better.” Katara couldn’t help but notice the shift even between last night and this morning. It was much more... Comfortable and open than it was before. She was most definitely a fan of the change. 

“Oh, shut up. Are you really going to make me try to convince you that you’re handsome?” A warmth spread through her chest at his comment and her cheeks flushed a bright shade of pink. “I think I can handle it...” She wrapped her arms tighter around him, giving a little squeeze. Glancing at the clock, she let out a little groan. “Is it wrong of me to not want to go to work this morning? Because... I really don’t.”