#flmed

[wellfell]

you're good person (instead of doing good girl lol)

akina looks uninterested . elbows on the arms of the sofa , a leg lazily swung over the other , covered appropriately with black lace because she couldn't walk into this stupid ball with legs are bare as hers .. she wore a longer dress . she didn't even let her shoulders show ─ and when they come home , she simply looks exhausted . her heels are tossed across the living room , as she sits and watches him glance at them ─ a small smirk on her lips . well , he never took her to these gatherings unless she threw a tantrum but this evening he was being an absolute darling . johann stands there for a while , looks like he's about to say something and unfortunately what leaves his lips only make akina burst out in quiet fits of giggles . oh heavens help her , she's whipped . when her chuckles die down , she reaches behind herself to undo her black locks and let them fall on her shoulders . covered shoulders , mind you . ‘ yeah , i'm a sweetheart . i didn't even hurt that blue dress when she kissed your cheek . ‘ yeah , europeans have more intimate ways of greeting each other apparently . she's accepted that too ─ she had to , otherwise she'd make a scene in a party that his ex was also attending . akina smiles , stares at him , and eventually mumbles ; ‘ aren't i a good girl ? ‘

* call her a good girl. accepting

[wellfell]

❝ let’s  not  think  about  what  i  want.  how  about  we  go  anywhere  you  want .ᐣ  ❞

he's doing it again . akina has learned to see right through him , through his continuous acts of sacrifice to have people love him . his family , his friends , his past lovers ─ he stays silent because confrontation will make people hate him . she's a difficult woman , a bad daughter and a clingy girlfriend . all is well until she sees a mistake , an error in the way he acts and she goes completely silent for the whole day . two days , three ? he doesn't even know what he's done and she almost forgets in along the way . akina doesn't look up , keeps wiping something off her palm as jo sits with her , an arm behind her on the couch and the other hand on her knee . he spoke for a long time , and eventually akina mumbled where he wanted to go for the dinner . a celebration dinner , making up for the thousandth time ? she huffs quietly , reaching up to rub the shell of her ear between her fingers before mumbling again ; ‘ why are you doing this ? ‘ she finally looks up at him . genuinely confused ─ these last few hours she's been acting difficult on purpose . trying to break his patience but nothing works , he insists to stay with her despite how hard she pushes him away . ‘ are you in love with me or something ? ‘ her mouth twitches into a crooked little smirk , pursing to stop it but it keeps growing .

[podiiumarchive]

@flmed sent : ❛ if i have to think about one more thing today, my head will explode. ❜ / for gavin bc jo is bono with mercedes :3

  [ … / / G . R ]  he   knew   that   feeling   a   little   too   well.   considering   he   often   felt   that   weight.   especially   when   those   panic   attacks   flared   up.   and   only   one   person   could   help   him   with   those   along   with   having   to   separate   himself   from   everyone   else   and   put   on   some   calming   music.    he   took   a   seat   next   to   the   other   man.   ❝    is   it   to   do   with   the   budget   or   cars?   ❞   he   asked,   curiously.   not   like   gavin's   words   could   help   but   –   he   was   trying. 

[cartelheir]

bought several new jewelries: necklace &. bracelets for her with a greeting card <3.

she says yes of course ❤️

[wellfell]

hey. nevermind. you're cute. look at your forehead, i can kiss it everytime. look at your dimples, i can kiss it everytime. don't be my stepmom. 😔🥀

too late , i know where your dad lives . i'll be your stepmom and i will disown you right away you're done you little nepo boy . 🔪🔪🔪

[wellfell]

honey, what happened to your forehead, i can play chess on it /j

... your mom .

[cartelheir]

KNOCKS DOWN TO YOUR INBOX BECAUSE ITS YOUR BIRTHDAY 🎂🎈. HAPPY BIRTHDAY VIVI!!!! I HOPE EVERYTHING IS DOING WELL AND EVERYTHING WILL BE AWESOME IN YOUR LIFE. I MISS YOU AND I HOPE YOURE HAVING A GREAT DAY AND GENTLE DAY ❤️🎂

😭 babe i miss you too!!! thank you sm for this ❤️❤️ this is me and you / @flmed

[0brighta]

@flmed  asked:   scoots  over  to  brighta  as  both  of  his  hands  are  behind;  concealing  birthday  gift  for  her,  that  is  flowers  he  had  nurtured  in  the  garden  for  couple  of  months  ..  it  may  not  much,  regardless  of  luxury  he  possess;  however,  within  shall  carry  his  ardent  message:  happy  belated  birthday.

Brighta  watched  carefully,  trying  to  hide  a  smile  at  his  slightly  soft  &  endearing  approach.  She  knew  him  well  enough  by  now  to  recognize  when  he  had  something  up  his  sleeve—or  in  this  case,  behind  his  back.  His  hands,  clearly  concealing  some  gift,  caught  her  attention,  and  a  soft  warmth  filled  her  chest.

“Oh?”  she  murmured,  her  gaze  twinkling  as  she  leaned  in  (  confident  and  assuring  ),   while  feigning  innocence.  “And  what’s  this?  Surely  you’re  not  keeping  secrets  from  me?”

As  he  finally  revealed  the  flowers,  their  petals  tender  and  vibrant,  she  felt  her  heart  soften,  realizing  just  how  much  care  he’d  put  into  this  gesture.  The  luxury  around  her  meant  little;  it  was  these  simple,  sincere  gifts  that  felt  like  treasures  from  another  world.  Something so precious yet so simple. Gently,  she  accepted  them,  her  fingers  brushing  over  the  petals  with  quiet  reverence.  “They’re  beautiful,”  she  said  softly,  her  gaze  lifting  to  meet  his  with  genuine  warmth.  “Thank  you,  truly.  I  couldn’t  imagine  a  more  thoughtful  gift.”