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A big mood as of late. Experimenting with POSCA markers for my first time.
got bored and changed my theme 😍
mauve.
@idryusan msg training center.
there is a widely held theory that suggests parallel universes exist alongside one another, unbound by space or time, and that in those infinite realities exist infinite variations of yourself, and infinite absences.
sometimes, laying on her back on the cold wooden floor, smooth and scuffed beneath her, she feels as if two universes merge. there is the now; ahn jowi as aj and ryu san as san, oasis and prism, there are dual burdens and exhausted bones. there is the past, two thirteen year olds who stumble into the company with wide eyes and hopeful hearts. who are pushed similarly by their mothers, either in absentia or in overwhelming presence. twin souls, kindled flames stoked up to burning and consumption.
she rolls her head to the side to look at him.
sweat plasters raven hair to his temples, tousled above the soft line of his brow. there’s a flush to his cheeks that mirrors her own. they’re disheveled now and exhausted, but she knows in no short measure they’ll be back up again. practicing again. and for what? she’s wrapped her promotions for now, she’s tiptoeing towards the distant promise of a comeback, but for the moment she should be able to rest. at least in theory.
but neither of them ever slow down, do they? neither of them ever bother to rest. perhaps they can’t. perhaps they shouldn’t. rest leaves time for overactive thoughts to invade her mind, as if the misplaced energy directed usually to her limbs then floods her mind in turn.
she stretches out a hand to tangle their fingers together.
for a girl who recklessly runs after any scrap of affection shown to her, physical or not, maybe it’s a surprise they’ve never gone beyond this. beyond this perfectly balanced friendship, this desperately dependent thing between them. something that binds them up together, hearts twisted together, malformed trees that grew up too close together, now inextricably entangled.
“they slotted us back to back this time,” she tells him, with a grin that tilts on her lips. “it’s funny, huh?” they’ve been playing this narrative since jowi was teased for debut. if oasis and prism are sibling groups, jowi is pinned as san’s extension, with admitted qualifiers. but it had been an easy way to pin her name up there in the headlines when they’d needed something to stick. it helped that they were friends, too, explained away predebut pictures of the two of them together before they could become a problem, pitted them as star students who studied together.
Much lazy hours lately.
Soaking in the last of those rays before Autumn hits.
A quick Mauve fullbody to move my hands again, cuz I seem to art in blitz moments then forget how to draw, lol.
Two gators with sabers~