WILL O’ THE WISP

it's nice to be somewhere else for five minutes

[freightranes]

ok shit a lot of ooc posts but im on vacation

[apathd]

me @freightranes because ive been STANNING u since the dawn of time, respectively in my corner. but im so glad to see ur active again.

[freightranes]

[apathd]

“YOU JUST LOOK LIKE A REALLY BAD GUY.”

“YEAH I GET THAT A LOT.”

“you know you gotta ask ya self what kind of fucking name is apathid.apa? you really gotta fucking ask. I mean it means ‘warring tides’ the moodiness of the oceans. you know my mom came up with that shit on her own she took her fucking time and came up with apathid. sometimes we think she just made it all up so she won’t have to say it, who would say such a name? who would believe in it? would you? yeah,you believe don’t you? you believe everything i say…”

original character. literate. full of tricks and shit. low activity.

[freightranes]

even im sick of my own bullshit anyways here goes a revamp

[freightranes]

hello! so i’ve been hit by a bus in terms of being overwhelmed by school this week, which explains me being out of the loop. unfortunately, i have work in a bit so i won’t be able to hop online. definitely sunday, however, i’ll be available throughout most of the day! i have a lot to owe.

writing for: @twentysixdegrees @injeok  @malvficvum

replying to: @twentysixdegrees

plotting with: a lot of you! working on that soon.

i’ve also sunk into the olympics craze, prioritizing that on accident over writing.. that’s gotta stop soon! also, another note: i have yet to send out greets to the newcomers. i wish to write and discuss something with you all whenever i’m free.

[freightranes]

plenty of reasons.

to: @twentysixdegrees. / /

“i’d rather have a child grow up kind than smart.”

filtering between the raised curtains was an ounce of sunlight. dimly lit, hidden behind thin, woven cotton. he left the jar of lavender open with a purpose. some say it has calming properties, and although not an expert, his troubles were left at bay. takuma begins to peel cloves of garlic.

“education,” he murmurs. his tone was ridden with lone self-condemnation, having been raised a product of an educated, capable couple. “it’s a bit overrated, don’t you think? go to school, do great work, get a job. i’m not against any of those, but, they all have some sort of pressure linked with them.” the garlic is now beginning to overpower the lavender. he lifts his eyes towards the front of the shop, curated by windows open to the rest of the world. as he watches human activity roam about, nothing phases him any differently. the passing of cars, men, and women on foot, sometimes they’d peer inside and make eye contact.

“i don’t think street smarts get enough credit.”

the garlic hits the cutting board and he makes his way around haneul to wash his hands. “know your surroundings. try to be a compassionate person. there are so many things happening around us, i’d hate to see kids turn a blind side.” a clean washcloth is found in his hands, and as takuma dries them off, he turns towards her. his smile is empathetic, and his eyes mirror his words; concerned. traces of silence picks up in the wavelengths. he watches her to the beat of cars starting up from across the street, to the pacing of the clouds. how her body moves to the sound of clocks ticking, the beautiful, the quietest bit of peace. he adores her. at least that much, he knows.

“my instincts also tell me that we might be low on lemon balm.”

[freightranes]

i’ll be off to work soon, so i’ll try to respond to messages and such when i return much later tonight. with that being said, i’m totally up for creating new universes and muses to fit right with them. i do have a few things on my wishlist here, which is up for discussion.

i also have a few general muses with some of my favorite faceclaims (in which i’ll probably reuse them often, don’t mind me). i’m very much willing to write for them with your characters. for now, i have a starry-eyed mixed southeast/south asian art student studying in korea, a persevering japanese speed skater who took an unconventional route to become a professional athlete, and an electric japanese american jazz magazine writer. i’m in the midsts of creating another muse, a rather impulsive and scatterbrained paranormal investigator, so that’s also something in progress.

whatever goes! i wish to write with many of you and see how things flair out.

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