ninja in training.

independent garu from the pucca franchise. canon-divergent &. aged up. no nsfw. please read the rules.

[voskreshenii-blog]

       She’s heard from her mother that Garu took a vow of silence. It is an intrinsic part of his training, though Anastasia doesn’t see the point of it. If anything, it leaves her wondering how they will be able to communicate with each other. Did it only count for speaking? What about laughing? She does so love to make others laugh. 

        ❝It’s alright— you don’t need to be so formal. Please stand.❞ Much like her siblings, she’s never been one for formalities. All the servants had been told to call her by her patronymic name, Anastasia Nikolaevna, or Nastya. Some even took to calling her Shvibzik. Though she supposed names didn’t really matter to Garu if he wasn’t going to speak them. ❝You’re going to be my personal bodyguard then? Well, I’ll try not to trouble you too much…❞ She grins a little, mischief evident in her eyes. ❝But I make no promises.❞

[puccaheartedd-blog]

                                please  stand  ,  she  tells  ,  and  almost  gracefully  garu  obeys  without  a  hitch  to  his  muscle  .  he  reminds  himself  that  there  are  much  worse  conditions  to  be  in  (  like  trying  to  fight  hypothermia  and  blood  loss  in  a  foreign  country  after  you  were  left  to  die  )  and  comforted  that  at  least  he  trusts  some  people  now  .  or  one   —   the  queen  .  and  if  this  is  what  the  queen  requests  ...   thick  brows  hikes  up  at  the  terrible  mischief  colouring  her  eyes  and  garu  tries  his  best  not  to  groan  aloud .  already  he  can  expect  that  the  princes  is  building  an  ambition  to  make  everything  as  difficult  as  it  could  be  for  him  —  he  hopes  all  those  years  of  training  has  him  prepared .  he  has  to  .  (  or  else  all  of  his  efforts  would’ve  gone  to  waste  .  )

               it’s  an  honour  nonetheless  ,  

                     he  writes  —   words  flawless  in  russian  —   on  the  piece  of  paper  he’s  being  provided .

              i  am  at  your  service  ,  your  highness .  shall  we  proceed  to  your  first  event  this  morning  ?

[ridingred]

          clear home, clear mind. or something like that. jason is well aware he might be bordering on slightly obsessive about the whole thing but it helps, and is probably the closest thing to a healthy coping mechanism he will ever have. ah the joys of being a self aware train wreck. but garu has never exactly struck jason as the messy type–in fact he seems rather sheepish that he had to come there at all, that he had to enter someone else’s space. granted, jason is in fact significantly worse about seeking out help when he needs it, but it strikes him as terribly amusing. 

           there’s a small shrug, followed by a nod. “yeah, sure. at least you’re not bleeding on the carpets.” he still hadn’t forgiven dick for that one. though that seemed to be an occupation hazard for the kind of work they did: all furniture and/or clothing will eventually have bloodstains on it. he decides not to question the vaguely referenced opponents, he has a feeling about that. there seems to be a knack to staying on the league’s good side, one he never really picked up. one garu seems to have a few too many moral hang up’s to ever learn. and what with him no longer being on talia’s good side, personally, he had gotten the hell out of dodge a while ago. seemed like the best course of action–especially considering she was apparently conquering nations these days.

            “…you know you can take the couch, right?” ever the dramatic one, and for once it’s not jason. “or y’know, stay on the floor. either way i’m checking you for injuries.” one would be surprised the amount of times people have claimed to not be seriously injured only to nearly bleed to death in the middle of the night out of sheer stubbornness. it was a serious problem, honestly. 

[puccaheartedd-blog]

            again  ,  guilt  strikes               and  if  not  for  the  vow  of  silence  he’s  taken  from  the  year  nobody  (   but  him  )  remembers  ,  garu  would’ve  splutter  apologies  for  his  weakness  of  not  being  able  to  prevent  another  soul  to  be  reawakened  from  the  dead  .   he  would’ve  added  ,  that  he  had  went  through  a  similar  experience  but  then  he  would  be  lying  for  while  they  both  may  have  been  buried  ,  garu’s  soul  wasn’t  clearly  claimed  by  Death  whereas  jason  ...   well  .    regardless  ,  garu  is  certain  that  once  you’re  six  feet  under  a  person  should  stay  that  way . he  doesn’t  know  if  jason  would  share  the  same  opinion  but                  they  shouldn’t  be  alive .  that’s  one  thing  that’s  clear :  garu  should  be  dead.  and  jason  seems  like  an  honourable  figure  ,  but  he  shouldn’t  be  breathing  either .

               apologetic  at  his  own  morbid  thought  ,  garu  merely  hangs  his  head  low  ,  hoping  the  other  male  would  merely  mistaken  his  inability  to  respectfully  meet  a  person  by  their  eyes  due  to  his  injuries  .  one  hand  stays  upon  his  ribs  where  he  suspects  his  lungs  were  bruised  ,  and  garu  pretends  he  isn’t  mortified  by  the  idea  of  another  pair  of  eyes  who  will  be  checking  for  the  wounds  that’s  occurred  because  of  his  own  choice  of  engaging  in  a  fight  (  more  of  a  defence  mechanism  ,  but  lately  those  tend  to  be  blurred  )  .  independence  has  run  long  and  deep  within  the  ninja’s  core  —  garu  has  no  recollection  of  a  time  when  he  ever  depended  anybody  to  look  after  him .  not  that  way  anyway .

              pretending  he  isn’t  frowning  —   hard  ,  at  that  —  he  merely  reaches  out  to  tug  on  jason’s  wrist  ,  his  finger  feels  the  forbidden  pulse  there  before  he  traces  them  into  alphabets  consisting  of  :   f o o d ?   yes  ,  garu  thinks ,  he  will  take  dinner  more  than  he  is  willing  to  take  jason’s  kind  offer  to  help  oversee  his  person .  plus  ,  doesn’t  jason know  that  a  ninja  can  heal  oneself  ?  hasn’t  talia  taught  him  of  this  ?   does  talia  not  taught  jason  how  to  concentrate  on  his  chakra  control  so  that  he’ll  be  able  to  perform  at  least  basic  ninjutsu  in  dire  times  regardless  he’s  more  towards  an  independent  fighter  than  he  is  a  shinobi  ?   how  disappointing .  garu  wonders  if  he  teaches  some  to  jason  ,  would  the  male  go  and  note  it  all  down  to  give  to  the  league  ?  he  hopes  not .  garu  gives  jason  a  small  smile  then  adds  —

            p l e a s e .

[kimwoobinseyebrows]

Woobin (✿´‿`)

[garuhearted]

She can’t say she’s not frightened. Her affection comes in many forms, and while she understands that sometimes she can be a little rough, she’s quite alarmed at the sight of such an awful physical imperfection caused by her.  She couldn’t not offer him assistance; she’s been taught to right her wrongs by the chefs, and treating him with respect might earn her a few bonus love points.

A grin takes form and she extends her hand in another offering - let me help you, her gesture begs. Let me apologise. Her promise prevents her from speaking the words, but she hopes it could be of comfort to him. Another soul with a lost voice, using actions to express what their vow prevents them from uttering.

She wants to take him and run, like she would have done when she was a lot younger and newer to this way of life. Pucca remembers how she would have grasped his wrist and used a superhuman speed to drag him back to the restaurant, probably hurting him more in the process. As she physically aged, she realised she got stronger and had to stop being so reckless with him. Humans, even as strong as Garu, are fragile - so she waits for his reaction, pauses to let him respond in a way she hopes he’ll appreciate, to prevent hurting him more.

[puccaheartedd-blog]

              the  hand  being  offered  makes  him  flinch  somehow  ,  having  mistaken  it  as  another  form  of  a  surprised  affectionate  gesture  when  in  fact  she  was  actually  offering  help  .  realising  such  fact  finally  ,  garu’s  tensed  shoulders  drop  as  embarrassment  flickers  back  to  colour  him  red  across  his  cheeks  —  thinking  how  easily  he’s  startled  when  it’s  concerning  pucca  despite  the  fact  that  he’s  faced  crueler  opponents  and  have  seen  what  most  people  don’t  view  every  day  since  he  was  eight   (  and  then  some  more  when  he’s  twelve  after  father  cut  ties  with  him  ) .

              dark  irises  glancing  down  ,  it  takes  garu  a  few  moments  to  finally  unclench  his  fist  and  curl  it  atop  of  hers  .  focusing  all  of  his  attention  at  their  clasped  hands  to  pretend  that  his  cheeks  weren’t  reddening  ,  garu  makes  note  on  how  big  they’ve  both  have  grown  .  he  remembers  a  flicker  of  memory  of  these  same  hands  ,   but  smaller .  now  his  fingers  expand  so  very  long  compared  to  her  much  slimmer  ones  —  it  makes  him  feel  nostalgic  in  a  very  odd  way  somehow  ,  which  in  return  makes  him  grunt  an  audible  grunt  ,  not  really  knowing  what  he’s  supposed  to  do .

         he  stands  ,  relaxes  his  shoulders  then  returns  his  gaze  back  to  the  road .  years  ago  ,  he  would’ve  run  away  or  attempt  to  make  his  escape  —  bleeding  or  not .  now   ...   dark  eyes  glances  back  to  her  ,  and  on  his  face  there’s  something  soft  ...  but  not  quite  a  smile  .  not  yet .  but  one  day  soon  ,  he  thinks  ,  judging  by  the  way  his  chest  grows  warm  ,  but  in  a  good  way  ,  now  that  he’s  gazing  at  her.   he  beckons  to  the  general  direction  of  the  noodle  place  ,

           s-shall  we  ?

[kimwoobinseyebrows]

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[puccaheartedd-blog]

         knees  against  the  ground  as  his  hands  stay  clasped  over  the  handle  of  his  covered  sword  and  chin  are  inclined  in  a  low  ,  meaningful  bow  as  a  sign  of  respect                    your  highness  ,  it  means                   as  a  royal  guard  begin  to  explain  that  garu  has  been  personally  shipped  from  japan  years  ago  and  now  has  served  the  queen  as  her  personal  bodyguard  ,  covering  up  the  actual  much  more  complicated  story  of  how  the  queen  had  actually  took  garu  in  after  nearly  starving  to  death  at  the  streets  of  russia  in  an  attempt  to  stop  an  assassination.  

          and  now  the  queen  has  trusted  him  enough  to  guard  the  royal  missing  princess .  and  garu  would  honour  her  to  the  last  of  his  breath .

❤. 인식 …  @voskreshenii // liked !

[tohelp-a-blog]

NO  two  people  were  alike  ,  no  matter  how  many  patients  and  clients  she  went  through  per  day  ,  every  week  ,  for  the  past  few  years  .  this  man  was  no  different  ;  he  was  different  ,  but  in  a  way  she  couldn’t  quite  place  .    (  probably  a  terrible  idea  to  start  inferencing  things  about  a  person  before  even  getting  to  know  them  .  but  then  again  ,  maybe  not  .  )    as  the  other  starts  to  unbutton  his  shirt  ,  cheeks  stain  bright  red  and  she  raises  her  arms  to  stop  him                                            as  he  indicates  his  name  ,  both  in  korean  &  japanese  ,  languages  both  familiar  to  her  .  the  engish  version  of  the  tattoos  are  on  his  arm  .                  ❛  helen  .  helen  cho  of  the  avengers  ,  i  guess  .   ❜                quick  laughs  are  stolen  as  she  tries  to  reason  with  herself  as  to  why  she  even  said  that  ;  and  why  the  other  wouldn’t  talk  .

as  a  doctor  ,  she’s  been  through  a  fair  share  of  mutes  and  other  disabled  people  requiring  lots  of  assistance  in  assimilating  to  a  life  in  complete  darkness  ,  silence  ,  and  restraint  .

❛  do  you  read  sign  language  ?   ❜                    quick  ,  awkward  signs  are  managed  as  helen  reaches  down  for  the  cat               currently  napping  contentedly  at  her  feet  .  right  at  her  ankles  ,  to  be  specific  .   the  doctor  can  only  hope  she  signed  it  right  ,  considering  she  hasn’t  used  it  in  almost  three  years  .    (  it’d  be  even  more  awkward  if  he  couldn’t  ,  but  she  doesn’t  dwell  on  that  thought  too  long  .  one  thing  at  a  time  ,  right  ?  )    .

and  the  other’s  last  motions  let  her  exhale  a  bout  of  held  breath  .  he  won’t  be  out  to  hurt  her  ,  probably  .  probably  . 

❛  come  in  ,  i  won’t  take  your  cat  .  promise  .   ❜                    is  said  out  loud  ,  as  helen  momentarily  forgets  to  sign  .  hopefully  it  didn’t  matter  .  but  then  again  ,  even  villains  could  do  with  coffee  .

[puccaheartedd-blog]

             of  the  avengers  ,  she tells                   and  a  pair  of  raised  eyebrows  are  turned  out  of  pure  interest  ...   that  is  ,  before  the  paranoia  kicks  in.   what  is  this  ?   something  in  him  has  hissed  ,  could  this  be  that  this  is  apart  of   S.P.E.A.R.’s   plan  to  keep  a  better  hold  of  him  ?  would  they  really  think  garu  wouldn’t  risk  hurting  a  woman  if  it  means  it  would  guarantee  his  freedom  ,  at  last  ?  not  that  he  has  any  high  hopes  for  it .  it  seems  the  more  the  century  grows  ,  the  more  people  were  inclined  to  treat  his  false  mortality  as  a  reason  to  treat  him  like  an  object .  was  that  what  he  will  be  to  her  —  her  who  is  a  spy  ,  perhaps  ?   —   just  another  subject  to  look  after.

             but  then  ,  if  she  were  spying  ...   why  would  she  inform  him  so  willy-nilly ?    avengers  ,  she  said  —  right  ,  he  has  to  inform  his  supervisor  that  and  ask  them  if  she  were  too  ,  secretly  ,  a  SPEAR  agent  perhaps .

            avoiding  slyly  of  the  question  regarding  his  ability  to  sign  ,  garu  merely  turns  his  attention  back  to  mio  to  gain  back  its  attention  so  they  could  retreat  back  to  their  own  home  and  not  bother  anybody  else.  (  there’s  nothing  garu  hates  more  than  to  be  a  bother                  his  father  ,  after  all  ,  has  been  a  large  factor  as  to  why  the  feeling  resonates  so  heavily  .   )   but  then  her  offer  of  some  friendly  beverages  is  being  brought  up  again  and  she’s  taking  his  head  and  she’s  beckoning  him  to  come  in  ...

              a  finger  taps  her  shoulder  half-way  as  she’s  entering  her  own  quarters  and  garu  waits  until  he  has  all  of  her  focus  on  him  before  he  gently  writes  the  word  TEA ?   in  modern  korean   across  her  bare  wrist  that’s  curled  around  his  smug  cat.  garu  isn’t  very  fond  of  coffee  ,  if  that’s  what  she’s  offering                    but  tea  ...   now  that  reminds  him  of  the  years  before  machines  conquered  most  of  the  world.  the  easier  times  .  even  father’s  wrath  and  shame  over  his  skinny  being  weren’t  too  bad  as  he  reflects  on  it  now  .

[puccaheartedd-blog]

          CLICK THE  ❤  FOR A STARTER ?

[puccaheartedd-blog]

how to add PSDs onto rp icons

so basically how to make an icon from this

to

or to any type of PSDs that you prefer !

1. FIRSTLY : find a PSD that you want ! 

you might ask — what is a PSD ? The answer: idk lol. Well, I have no idea what it meant specifically , but to me it’s just a layers of colouring that people invent via Photoshop so they can highlight / colour their graphics / icons / whatever to make it prettier !

Where can you find it ? My first suggest is you search through tumblr tags such as : /tagged/psd-gifs or /tagged/psd or /tagged/psd-icons — basically any variations of it will do and any terms of search would tend to show results. Now, me personally, I already have favourites.

My go-to PSDs maker are usually bluesargent ( for pale aesthetic stuff ) and lyanasnow ( for not-so-pale but still pretty stuff ). Okay, so for this tutorial, credit goes to lyanasnow because I will be using their PSD and I choose below:

which you can find over here ( for the specific PSD ) !

2. SECOND: okay, once you choose a PSD that you like — PSD makers usually tend to share them so they would insert a link anywhere for you to download. Well, next move is to identify that link and download it !

3. STEP THREE: once downloaded, click on what you’ve downloaded so you can check the PSD for real. It will usually show up in this format:

4. STEP FOUR: now to icon-making. for this tutorial, i’m assuming you must have already known how to make base icons. if you don’t — for starters , you download ( i usually just right click and choose “Saved As” ) any picture / screencaps you want , and open it up on Photoshop. You crop it 1x1 — then click Image on top of your browser for Photoshop options , which you will then see a series of whatever options that you’re able to click — and click Image Size and change it to ( for basic ) 100x100 // although that’s for respective references like you can make it whatever size you want.

So it’s basically: Image >> Image Size >> 100x100

Okay, done with that, we shall continue with our tutorial. So prepare your icon—

Just like the above picture^ 

And then:

HOW TO DUPLICATE THE LAYERS:

For me, I just right-click and a series of options will be shown. And then you click “DUPLICATE LAYERS”. Example:

Just duplicate to the file of your icon — MAKE SURE YOUR ICON IS UNDER THE PSD!!!!! like this:

and there you have it !

the result of icon:

5. STEP FIVE: save ! typical rpers tend to save their icons to .png ( including myself ) though .jpg / .jpeg are also applicable and acceptable :))

PLEASE REMEMBER sometimes base icons can easily be obtained because i know a lot of people / resources prepared them. but !! MAKE SURE TO READ THEIR RULES. most people tend not to allow their base icons to be edited, so watch out for that. 

Also, DO NOT REDISTRIBUTE PSDs and claim it as yours as well! Let us all just be respectful and have a nice time with one another :) 

Thank you and any questions at all , please feel free to contact me !

[ridingred]

          alright, so he kind of feels like an ass now for being such a dick about it. especially given that realistically, if anyone from the league was going to turn up on his balcony in the middle of the night, jason would indeed prefer it be garu. so he sighs, steps aside so the other can enter. because really, he probably couldn’t leave the guy out there even if he wanted to–which he kind of doesn’t? it’s complicated. and anything to do with the league seldom bodes well for the likes of him. but it could be worse, that’s what he’s telling himself. much worse in fact. it could have been talia. and that was a whole other issue he was never willing to deal with. thankfully she seemed as reluctant to have anything to do with him these days as he was. small mercies, he supposes.

            “don’t worry ‘bout it. c’mon, let’s get you somethin’ for that.”

          not the first time nor the last someone’s turned up on his doorstep ( or windowsill ) looking slightly worse for wear. in fact it seems to be just about the only time he has any visitors. but that’s probably for the best. he doesn’t pay much mind to the other, simply opens the door for him and steps back inside himself. 

          “i take it this isn’t a social call?”

[puccaheartedd-blog]

             another  respectable  nod  is  passed  along  as  garu  finally  trudges  in  into  the  apartment  ,  trying  not  to  comment  on  the  fact  that  ,  for  a  dead  person  —  jason  keeps  a  rather  neat  apartment  .   at  his  question  ,  garu  merely  turns  back  to  blink  ,  embarrassed  for  a  moment  that  his  exhaustion  is  oh-so-very  apparent  that  he  needs  more  time  to  process  what  was  being  asked  ,  rather  than  usual  .  eyes  identifying  a  scattered  pamphlet  on  the  table  ,  garu  points  to  it  

        may  i  ?

                he  asks  ,  before  feeling  for  a  pen  he  always  brings  with  him  to  write  on  it.  with  a  precise  handwriting  ,  garu  begins  to  note  in  fluent  english :  [  i  need  a  moment  of  rest  to  replenish  my  chakra  in  order  to  heal  myself.  i  fear  my  opponents  have  worn  me  down .  ]   he  merely  explains  ,  skipping  ahead  of  his  suspicions  that  his  “  opponents   ”   were  indeed  just  the  league’s   work  ,  trying  to  draw  out  more  ancient  techniques  out  of  him  .  he  doesn’t  think  jason  would  be  interested  to  know  that  as  well  ,  since  the  other  male  tends  to  not  get  himself  involved  with  other  people’s  ruckus  as  much .  which  is  a  good  thing  ,  garu  thinks  .

           [  will  that  be  alright  ?  ]   garu  notes  a  bit  more  ,  before  he  surrenders  his  standing  position  to  one  that’s  crouching  —  always  in  a  typical  ninja-like  pose  —   feeling  the  blanket  of  tiredness  draping  heavily  across  his  shoulders  .  his  shoulders  sag  ,  and  the  pen  rolls  away  from  his  palm  to  the  floor  .  pathetic  ,  he  scowls  to  himself  ,  hoping  jason  wouldn’t  judge .

[garuhearted]

She’s running and running and then she’s flying through the air. The grin on her face beams like a dawning sun as she pursues her love, though the chase is coming to an end as she nears him with her final leap. She gets closer and closer, so close she can practically feel him. And then she’s landed, pushing him into the ground and sitting neatly on his chest.

“Hehe! Mwa!”

Her lips press against his once, twice and thrice in giddy excitement, hands clasped over his cheeks. A daily occurrence in the village the scene remains, yet Pucca always feels the lift in her heart when she kisses him like this. Her smile widens, stretching from ear to ear when something suddenly stops her actions.

A coppery taste touches the edge of her tongue and she pauses her affection. She pulls away ; a fingertip brushes her mouth to reveal a small dot of red staining her skin. Dark eyes dark towards her love and she sees the wounds on Garu’s face, her attention drawn to the deepest injury on his lip. She leans forward again, fascinated and concerned by the appearance of the blood. Her finger touches it, eyebrows scrunching together before it flits away again.

Her mouth turns into a dainty ‘o’ shape with a gasp emerging from it.  The whole expression twists with concern, shocked with horror that she’s hurt him like this. She scrambles away, making distressed noises as she does as an offer of assistance. 

[puccaheartedd-blog]

            a  fit  of  a  familiar  groan  rumbles  through  his  throat  as  kisses  after  kisses  are  planted  over  the  skin  of  his  two  pale  lips ,  more  so  at  the  harsh  affection  than  at  the  pain  of  the  cut  areas  .  though  ,  of  course  ,  now  that  he  thinks  about  it  —  that  hurts  quite  a  bit  as  well .  realising  she’s  pulled  away  and  a  smudge  of  his  blood  is  dragged  like  a  messy  pattern  across  her  own  bottom  lip  ,  garu  flinches  ,  then  lets  out  an  audible  set  of  another  groan   (  there’s  something  not  really  right  about  exchanging  blood  while  you’re  ,  erm  ,  kissing  )                   before  embarrassment  floods  through  his  system  and  the  top  exterior  of  his  cheek  is  shade  of  a  rose  petal .

           body  now  pushed  to  sit  as  he  crouches  on  his  tip  toes  while  one  thumb  flicks  over  the  deep  cut  to  identify  the  stones  or  dirt  that’s  cut  him  isn’t  stuck  to  the  wounded  skin .  he  feels  ashamed  all  of  a  sudden  ,  eyes  darting  down  because  ...  well ,  it’s  quite  unsightly  for  him  to  appear  so  vulnerable  in  front  of  anybody  —  especially  in  front  of  her  !   —   (  imagine  the  horror  if  tobe  saw  )   and  then  ,  of  course  ,  there’s  the  fact  that  there  might  or  might  not  be  a  yearning  ache  for  him  to  reach  out  and  rub  his  dirty  blood  away  from  her  snow-pale  flesh  .  but  if  he  does  so  ,  then  that  would  just  initiate  more  series  of  affections  that  he  isn’t  prepared  for  .  he’s  supposed  to  train  ,  regain  a  lost  honour  —   not  fall  in  love  !

             the  gasp  makes  him  look  up  , 

     ???

              comes  his  confused  expression  ,   until  he  realises  that  she’s  trying  to  offer  some  help  .  teeth  biting  on  an  inner  cheek  ,  it  takes  garu  a  few  seconds  before  finally  (  shyly   )   relenting  to  the  offer  ,  and  his  head  is  nodded  —  slow  ,  but  clear  .

[uncontrollably-fond]

It’s not like that. Please, just believe me. Please don’t believe what other bastards are saying. Only believe what I tell you. I love you, Eul. I love you. 

[garuhearted]

@puccahearted

[puccaheartedd-blog]

          the  ground  against  his  face  isn’t  anything  unfamiliar  ,  of  course   —  though  he  wishes  gravely  that  the  circumstances  could  be  different  . it’s  not  the  first  time  pucca  has  pushed  him  or  shove  him  in  order  to  “  express  her  love  ”  ;  he  just  wishes  sometimes  it’ll  hurt  less  .  lifting  himself  up  from  the  ground  floor  ,  he dusts  off  some  of  the  earth  that’s  stuck  to  his  face                          before  realising  he  has  several  cuts  across  the  pale  exterior  features  of  his  person ,  and  one  deep  particular  one  engraved  upon  his  bottom  lips .  

             though  ,  of  course  the  evaluation  is  immediately  cut  off  when  he’s  turned  around  and  a  mouth  is  pressed  against  his  own  .  naturally  garu   squirms  !  but  knows  better  than  to  push  a  lady   —   or  ,  well ,   pucca .

❤. 인식 … @garuhearted // liked !

[tohelp-a-blog]

THE  FELINE  felon’s  identity  is  revealed  as  the  cat  scurries  down  the  hall  ,  expecting  treats    (  as  per  usual  .  )    .               ❛  it’s  you  .  ❜                a  breathy  laugh  is  elicited  as  the  cat  curls  up  around  her  feet  .  did  it  even  have  an  owner  ?  must  be  the  landlord’s  ,  then  ,  if  it’s  running  around  so  freely  .

enter  a  familiar - looking  younger  man  with  a  steely  glare  .  at  her  …?  no  ,  it  seems  to  be  directed  at  the  cat  ,  now  snugly  wrapped  around  her  ankles  .  it  seems  disinterested  ,  blasé  ,  at  the  trouble  taken  by  the  man  and  is  rewarded  with  a  hiss  from  the  person  .                ❛  ah  ,  it’s  fine  .  the  landlord  doesn’t  usually  allow  pets  ,  so  this  is  a  nice  change  .   ❜                 is  her  reply  to  the  comically  frustrated  expression  .                 ❛  it’s  just  been  taking  the  food  i  leave  out  sometimes  for  the  strays  ,  but  it’s  fine  .  i’m  helen  ,  from  over  here  .  6A  .  would  you  like  some  coffee  ?   ❜

a  friendly  invitation  is  attempted  with  almost  no  difficulty  .  after  all  ,  he  was  her  neighbor    (  probably  ??  she  wasn’t  quite  sure  ,  but  then  again  ,  who  else  would  be  inside  this  complex  ?  )    ,

but  with  an  honest  and  practical  mind  ,  helen  didn’t  have  to  be  this  giving  to  her  neighbors  .  her  daily  endeavors  to  new  scientific  breakthroughs    (  in  the  avengers  tower  ,  halfway  around  the  world  )    kept  her  away  from  the  very  country  for  days  ,  weeks  ,  even  months  at  a  time  .  but  this  was  an  extended  break  ,  courtesy  of  tony  ,  for  her  to  get  organized  back  in  korea  and  to  rest  .  she  may  as  well  get  acquainted  with  people  living  nearby  .

[puccaheartedd-blog]

           outside  ,  rich  brown  coloured  leaves  fall  to  grace  the  earth  of  the  autumn  returning  ,  softening  the  usually  fast-paced  pattern  of  the  sky  that  embodies  seoul                an  effect  which  doesn’t  infect  the  particular  worn  ninja  who’s  now  particularly  thinking  of  a  lot  of  ways  for  him  to  counter  her  respond .  he’d  wanted  to  say  that  ,  first  ,  the  landlord  is  crazy  .  garu  makes  it  a  life’s  goal  to  rebel  to  everything  the  old  man  was  preaching  ,  and  perhaps  that  she  should  join  him  on  the  quest    —  maybe  he’s  simply  petty  ,  but  that  man  had  annoyed  him  the  first  month  garu  has  moved  in  when  he  identified  garu  carrying  mio  ,  hence  the  ‘ NO  PET  ALLOWED  ’  reinforcements .

          (   thank  god  garu  saved  the  old  geezer  from  a  band  of  thieves  a  month  later  ,  or  else  mio  wouldn’t  have  earned  a  place  and  the  ninja  would  be  homeless  ,  no  doubt  .   )

            and  that  second  ,   she  really  shouldn’t  be  feeding  his  pet  companion            and  what  the  hell  ?   was  this  why  mio  had  came  home  refusing  to  eat  his  meals  all  this  time  ?  harsh  gaze  then  redirected  to  the  purring  feline  and  garu  has  wished  he  could  come  over  and  poke  its  butts  for  being  so  damn  smug  and  knowing  it .  but  —  that  would  be  impolite  and  intruding  .  garu  may  not  be  the  perfect  of  gentleman  ,  but  he  knows  his  limits  .   at  her  introduction  and  offer  ,  he  merely  blinks   ,  not  truly  expecting  them  but  not  surprised  either  .  a  hand  goes  to  his  collar  and  the  dark-haired  male  began  unbuttoning  the  first  two  buttons  of  his  shirt  ,  revealing  his  name  tattooed  on  his  collarbone  to  his  chest  —   one  in  japanese  ,  one  in  korean  .  the  one  in  english  is  embed  on  his  left  forearm  ,  on  a  particular  vein  that  goes  straight  to  his  heart .

            rebuttoning  ,  a  hand  gestured  to  his  apartment  door  that’s  besides  hers  —

    i  live  in  6B .

           before  he  blinks  some  more  ,  unsure  of  what  to  say  on  the  coffee  offer .

[puccaheartedd-blog]

PUCCAAA LOVES GARU ! HE’S A PRETTY BOOOY                  NINJAAAS EAT NOOOODLES ! IT’S A KISSY CHASE , KISSY FACE , WHAM BAM BAM ! PU-PU-PU-PU-PUCCA , PU-PU-PU-PUCCA FUNNY LOVE ... PU-PU-PU-PU-PUCCA , PU-PU-PU-PUCCA FUNNY LOVE ! PUCCA LOVES GARU !

[puccaheartedd-blog]

          CLICK THE  ❤  FOR A STARTER ?

[sunqshiwon]

[puccaheartedd-blog]

@garuhearted