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[abirkin]

@coffinshared from x

She resists the urge to grimace. "I must admit, I didn't think you would be happy to see me, but that... Was a bit cold." She sighs. "I came looking for you. I've been on the mend for a while now, and I wanted to see you. That's all. If you want, I'll leave."

It's presented simply. She wanted to know that Sherry was alive, that all was well... She knows her own shortcomings. She won't try to force feelings that may not be there. After all, she hadn't been close with her own mother, though that was for wildly different reasons.... But she wanted her daughter to know she was alive, and that she had looked for her. And having accomplished what she set out to do, the ball was in Sherry's court now.

[bvrches-blog]

finn hadn't been in portland, maine very long, but ground control records was already his favorite place. he thumbed through all the old records, feeling incredibly at home. looking over his shoulder at the other, he smiled a little. "i'm a huge fan of the classics. rolling stones, the beatles... all that stuff. new music is alright, but it doesn't have the same feel, y'know?"

[abirkin]

Plotted starter for @agent-birkins

Some would say the years had been kind to her.

Those were people who didn't know her, who didn't know what she had been through. They would say she looked damn good for her age without knowing that she had been through literal hell, that Helene Labeaux wasn't even her real name, that she had spent the last however many years (she had lost count) hiding away in case someone somewhere had an inkling she might still be alive and was still looking for her.

But that was the bitch of it all, wasn't it? The one person she wanted to see looking for her definitely thought she was dead.

It had taken a long time to gather intel, to piece together all the bits and pieces of information she could glean from library archives and old newspapers, to figure out her daughter had escaped... She had to have. Claire had. And Claire had promised her she would get Sherry out.

It had taken even longer to track down even the smallest trace of Sherry Birkin anywhere, but she had managed. And that was what brought her here, now, standing outside a door that she had been trying to work up the courage to knock on for nearly fifteen minutes now... Before she finally raised her fist and brought her knuckles to the wood. Here goes nothing, Annette....

[hgdclxu-blog]

【 * 𝖲𝖴𝖱𝖯𝖱𝖨𝖲𝖤 𝖬𝖤𝖤𝖳 𝖴𝖯 ; 𝖢𝖣𝖪 + 𝖪𝖸𝖩 】

{ starter for: @hgdyoojung !! }

Spotted: Claudia Kang wandering into one of Hongdae’s hidden sex stores––which definitely was no surprise to anyone who knew her. For someone who worked as in the sex business, it was only fitting that she lived to play the part, even if what she would be buying could be things that were reserved just for her. Despite the odd looks that the elderly gave her as she had entered the shop, she stood tall and proud, as if nothing was wrong with it, because truly there wasn’t.

Coming into the store felt like heaven to her. It was here where she got some extra things she could wear for her shows and possibly some toys that’ll keep her company while she was alone––all the in the day’s work. She was always so curious about what new thing they had released, what lingerie was waiting for her and what possible new curiosity might instilled as she’d find something odd. Sometimes, she’d even contemplate on trying to buy a porn dvd, just for fun and to see if it was something pleasurable as a lot of people have mentioned. 

However for her, she always found pleasure in other places that were less likely conquered by people such as the mainstream porn. For her, it was those cam shows that worked her up. Yes, that meant she’d be watching women touching herself, but what wasn’t there to like? They were all quite enticing enough to have her do the same thing with herself. There was one person that she happened to watch regularly though and she was––right there before her. With wide eyes, Claudia couldn’t quite believe what was happening as she was there, frozen with her fingers curled against a certain red lace piece of lingerie that she had been interested in earlier, before her attention was diverted elsewhere. 

“Oh. My. God.” was what came out of her mouth first, unable to comprehend and believe that she was right before her eyes. “You’re Kitty, right? I love your shows!” And that was how she begun her little ramble about how she enjoyed watching her cam, how good she was with it and possibly a hint of what it did to her. Eventually, she does try to calm herself down with a small intake of air before tucking a few strands of her hair behind her ear, extending a hand, “I’m just a big fan of yours. Sorry ‘bout that.”