#eirwenxmp

[mpxkaya]

❛ you look like you've got something to say. ❜

"Oh, I always have something to say." She was furious. Some dickwad thought he knew better than Eirwen, and if there was one thing she hated most above everything else, were people like that. People with gigantic egos and minuscule respect that pushed whatever sorry excuse of a thought their brains managed to conjure onto others.

"If I ever hear him breathe again--" It was a joke. Kind of.

Kaya was not a being of goodwill and kindness. It was not in her nature to be, she only tried to be out of consideration for the people she had come to care about and some others. This blatant show of disrespect, however, made her blood boil even if she'd only seen the other woman a couple of times. Her jaw clenched as she rubbed her temples, unsure if she was proud of herself for not blowing up on him or if she regretted letting him walk away unharmed. "I'm sorry, people like that just... get to me."

[mpxesther]

❛ i thought you’d like some company. ❜

Esther had been sitting outside on one of the benches. She had a lot on her mind lately. Where she thought she had finally been coming out of a funk, the joy she had built up seemed to collapse in seconds. She could only save face for so long before she finally could no longer. And, seated in a place she thought she would be alone, she finally allowed herself to cry.

When the other sat beside her, she stared at the other with widened eyes. Tears stopped, only because she was immediately embarrassed that she was caught in her moment of weakness. "I--." She speaks, voice wavering as her lower lip quivered. It only took seconds for her sobs to come back. "I am sorry. I am fine. I promise."

[carternardis]

❛ when we meet again, you can give it back to me. ❜

Carter looked from the book in his hands to Eirwen so fast, it was a wonder he didn't hurt his neck.

Was she really letting him borrow it?

They'd met when the demigoddess had offered baking classes, and unsurprisingly had gotten along so far. She was incredibly talented and a great teacher, and Carter felt lucky to have had a chance to learn from her. The classes always were fun, more so with the pockets of time where they could talk; he'd shared about his love for cooking and baking, but also his interest in the occult.

It was something that always sat at the back of his mind, even more so since meeting Kaya and a couple others on the island but he never knew how to look into it more without drawing attention to himself. "Wait, really?" He asked with wide eyes. So much knowledge was at his fingertips and the spark that had been dormant for a while started burning again. "I'll be careful with it." He gushed, tenderly holding the book to his chest.

Little did she know she'd just opened the door to a curious Carter with a million questions.

[mpxtsukuyomi]

❛ i don’t think i’ve ever seen you smile. ❜

Tsukuyomi’s hands extended to let the handle of the paper bag from Eirwen fit in his hold, inside filled with treats that she had recommended. The blueberry pie and what he thought about it was something he’d lock deep within his heart, and although it brought back precious emotions, he didn’t want to abuse that, and so he opted for other choices today.

With his eyebrows raised, but not in a judgmental way, he pondered that comment, usually finding offense in how casually one would make such assumptions or statements about him, but today, he merely took it in with poise, turning to face where the demigoddess’ voice came from. “Smiles don’t have to be seen,” he murmured, “they’re felt from within.”

[mpyura]

Fashion and Cupcakes ||

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Yura had been debating whether she should come back to her Youtube channel and keep her seamstress job as a part time thing for a long time. There was something that she was missing in her life. Maybe it was the freedom that she was missing. Regardless, it was something that she had to think about more as to what she actually wanted to do. 

        While she thought, however, she delved into ideas on how to get back in her groove with social media. She could always throw a promo party of sorts, like what designers did to show off new collections. That was something within her skill set. Yura pondered though what she could do for snacks. Snacks were important for parties like that, in her experience.

       Remembering that there was a bakery close  on her way to work, she stepped inside the bakery, looking at all the cakes on display. "Oh, maybe I could do mini cupcakes? Or maybe cake pops..." she muttered to herself. She looked up seeing the pretty owner of the bakery. 

          "You're really pretty. Your proportions are very nice," she stated, looking at the girl and then to the cakes. "I was hoping to order some cakes for a promotion party but I'm still deciding as to what I want to do.."