#ft. eden

[andrewdyer]

location: ada's antiques

featuring: @mvrrow

Drew's not sure if there was anything that was going to come of this. He's standing in front of Ada's Antiques, the place that Eden now owned, his hands in his pockets as he stares at the sign. When they ran into each other last time, his ex fiancee had made it abundantly clear that she wanted their conversation to end, so she could flee again. Drew's willing to co-exist with her in Nightrest, because what more is there to do? She never wanted to marry him and they're over. Yet, he finds himself walking into the store, knowing Eden can't run away from her own store. He looks over at the stuff displayed as he walks inside, making his way to the counter where Eden sat behind it. "Hey," he greets. "It doesn't seem like it's a busy day," he notes quietly, since the store is empty, implying that if they wanted to talk, she should be free. "Were you just passing the time?"

[charlotteoh]

location: spirits

featuring: @mvrrow

As agreed, Eden and Charlotte has set a time to meet and have dinner to properly catch up. Slowly, but surely, Charlotte’s routine was making its way back to her life, and while that brought her some sense of relief, feeling like her life hasn’t hit some violent pause, some days are still harder to manage than others. It’s specifically that when it’s days where she has to visit Jacob in prison, or listen to the lawyers’ updates about his case. Her patience is wearing thin, she just wants her brother out, and it makes her feel hopeless that she can’t do much. “I know we couldn’t get to talk much at the party, with how crowded and loud it was, so… how have you been feeling? Really?” she asks, reaching for her glass of Pinot Noir to take a sip. She's not the only person here who dismisses and hides her feelings.

[ofclaires]

starter for @eubinwoo​

– “HEY,” claire lobs a crumpled up piece of paper at eden’s head to get her attention. it misses – on purpose – but she hopes it does the job. “ was there homework due today ? ” hello, senioritis. 

[aaronhart93-archive]

favorite people in kingsboro?

“This is unfair. I have a lot of favorite people. My rich kids cast of course: Alison, Landon, Marissa. Roman. Obviously. Then there’s Ellie. My rock, Bea. Of course Jaycee. I hope I’m allowed to say Eden is still one of my favorite people. Emily and I have also been getting quite close recently. I could go on.”

@alison-haynes @davieslandon @themarissaharrison @romanbeckett @ellicfm @beatrizgrey @jayceelynd @wtf-eden @warmvlbes

[bethanyrob-archive]

favorite person to be around?

“Probably my sister -- besides that maybe Tee, Aurora, Eden, and Ella. I honestly prefer just to be around myself though.”

@ellicfm @timmyteehill @kingsboroaurora @wtf-eden @ella-isms

[ofcgenesis]

( 1 ) imessage → eden

GENESIS: i've got a serious question

GENESIS: what is your perfect eyeshadow palette like? like what colors would you put in a palette if u had the chance to design one.

[svlhouette]

“I HAVE WORKERS for this exact reason, y’know,” he comments as he begins setting the chairs down from the counter and onto the floor. “you don’t need to help.” knowing eden, his words fall onto deaf ears, but that fact is what brings the curve onto his lips as no further comment is made. not having had a chance for goodbyes, having eden so close years later felt like a little piece of home ( the one piece he would want back, really ) had been gifted back to him. the state in which he had last seen eden had not been an optimal one, but one that had left him with memories full of haze and anger. unable to recall almost half of his time in the private, sterilized room reserved for ryens, the tidbits he could remember had solidified their friendship, only to rip them apart the minute august was medically allowed to travel.

while none could look at the pair and think of a relationship as close as theirs was, they tended to go against the expected. they always had, from their first encounter at the charity gala hosted by his own father, to the hatred-filled words that had surprisingly spilled out of his mouth that day. perhaps that had been why one of the brightest days in kaos had been when eden had stepped foot onto it. “don’t lift anything too heavy. i don’t want you getting hurt,” he teases as he finishes moving the stools at the booth.

@heavenburdened​

[oliviersk]

THE DOMINANT ARM wraps around the length of eden’s, pulling him close as to press the whole of her torso onto it. it had become a habit with all the men in her life, whether they be sihyun kept close for the purpose of keeping a watchful eye on him, or eden as to keep herself warm in the much too chilly air of the department store they found themselves currently in. 

for the majority of her life until recently, there hadn’t been a need to keep a close eye on spending habits. shopping sprees were the only rewards presented to her by her grandmother, and to spite her, olivier had spent the last decade or so plucking up items people only bought to flaunt their wealth. her antics had never had the results she desired, however, as it was much too difficult for one person to place even a dent in the kang’s fortune.

she found herself in a completely different realm now, so much so that she felt uncomfortable peering at price tags, despite knowing she had more than enough to buy multitudes of the same bag. “stop me if i reach over for something after having bought the dress,” she reminds him, slender fingers ghosting over the mink on the rack nearest to her. “sometimes i really do miss cold weather, despite the cramps i get on my ankles. winter apparel really is something else.”

 @heavenburdened​