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[udxjack-blog]

puddles

                                          { @udxceph }

♞ - Jack Seymour was not the type to cry and moan about every little bump and scrape dealt in the line of duty. Surely, Her Majesty would not tolerate such a nuisance of a subject for long even if he did. However, the rapscallion would gladly search out a remedy for someone else.

Breath harsh and ragged, the willowy man paused before the healer, hands on knobby knees and skin flushed. Finally, a set of mismatched eyes stared up while he struggled to form words in between gulps of oxygen. “S-some rose balm, please.” Straightening up, with what definitely sounded like a creak to over-sized ears, callused digits brushed back damp mahogany strands from the knave’s flushed face. “Sorry, it was a bit longer of a jaunt than I’d expected.”

Since he’d taken up his little quest, the Seymour heir had been doing all sorts of things like this to provide his sovereign with a better class of subjects. Not once did he regret such actions either, for there was no one more deserving of his best efforts and a proper land for her dominion than the Red Queen. The nimble fingers that withdrew a small coin purse from his pocket bore the calluses of every effort dedicated to his liege and the contents of teeth flashed at the other, in an effort to hurry business along, were gladly offered up for someone else’s sake.

[exadvxjinyoung]

[ / ; poison ] — sq + jjy

The Safari Zone was not a place Jinyoung tended to visit. Ghosts did not regularly occupy its confines, so it had no use for the gym leader. Yet today, there was an event, and he was expected to be there, due to his title. After much urging from his PR team, and promises that this would only garner him more fans, the male reluctantly agreed to go. With his trusty Haunter by his side (or more like floating aimlessly around his head), he trekked across the vast expanse, taking photos with various fans and smiling at reporters, while avoiding their annoying questions.

But, when out of the corner of his eye, he spotted a woman crouching down to take a photo of a group of Sandshrew, Jinyoung slunk away from the crowd to casually watch her instead. She was utterly beautiful, and it was just like the flirtatious male to quickly become caught up in someone he found visually pleasing. For a few moments, he simply gazed at the careful photographing procedures, but once she finished, he grinned in greeting. "Nice camera you got there--" He didn't bother introducing himself, an inflated ego not allowing him to.

Grayson happily bounced over to the dark-haired woman, first checking out her camera and attempting to pose for it, then carding his ghostly fingers through her hair, tugging gently at it. As per usual, his behavior embarrassed Jinyoung, causing a frown to pull down on his features. "Can you learn to behave for like five minutes, I swear..." Fox-shaped eyes glared at the Pokemon, willing him to listen and return to his side. "Sorry... that's just how he is, when he likes someone."

[qri-out]

Paradise | Qri & Yifan |

The strawberry blone haired woman didn't do surprises. It was not like she wasn't fond of those, but not being aware of what would come next wasn't exectly a good feeling, of course, everyone knew Lee Jihyun was usually the calmer and probably the most patient person that had ever stepped into this world, but she was also curious and curiosity always brought to her a wierd sensation... Something close to anxiety and that one feeling the petite woman was surely not fond of. He know that, the geneticist thought, shaking her head lightly in a silent signal for disapproval. Yet, sometimes it crossed her mind that her co-worker did that for his own amusement, after all, it was clear as water that Jihyun didn't knew how to deal with more than one emotion at time, let alone display them.

And for the time being there was more emotions filling up her heart than the petite scientist thought it was possible. Peolple couldn't even understand life, therefore, death would always be the single mystery humans might not even come closer to solve and it was hard to deal with that idea. It was even harder when death took away a close one, a loved one. Sure, it was not like Jihyun didn't faced year before, but why was that this time hurted so badly? "You can't do your job if you're unfocused." She muttered to herself hopefully not loud enough to wake up the male sit by her side. Jihyun tried to make herself believe that she had accepted the younger's invitation for that little trip because she wouldn't do more than be a weight for her fellow co-workers when deep inside she knew that she was suffocating there and Kris would probably be the only person to actually care enough to find that out.

The handsome blonde male seemed to always manage to look past her façade and as odd as it seemed that didn't bothered Jihyun at all, they spent enough of time together anyways and being both the younger ones in the greedy grown-up filled world was kind of the main reason that trigerred both of them to stick together. Let's not forget of course, their brilliant mind that always seemed to process simmilar oppinions. The strawberry blonde haired woman could never thank the taller male enough for being such a great friend to her, and perhaps that was one of the very motives why she was always caring and babying the younger around. "Yifan-ah." Jihyun called him out, gently poking his shoulder before shaking the younger lightly. It always amused her to no end how her chinese skills were literally limitated to pronouce the fellow scientist's name. "Wake up, I think we're here." She smiled softly, tilting her head to peak outside the bus' window, the sight making her smile grow brighter. Where they were at? She had no idea, perhaps in the middle of nowhere, but the view was breath-taking enough to avoid any more questions from the older one.

[lesbian-soyou]

a day for spoiling | jea & soyou

"See you all later tonight!" Soyou yelled from the front of the room, getting her shoes on. She had chosen something rather simple-- skinny jeans, large white tank top, and a small black one underneath to not reveal too much. Taking hold of the doorknob and twisting it, she heard her fellow bandmates saying their farewells-- and that was her key to jump out the door and go. 

The short-haired brunette was absolutely excited, in fact, she could be seen prancing down the streets to the streets. Though she shouldn't have been roaming about so obvious in the open, she could only hope she wouldn't get swarmed-- after all, today was important. It was something she looked forward to, enough that she was even eager to get out of bed and start the day. It was Soyou's tiny little date with a certain someone. She was certain that her bandmates were tired of hearing about it starting from night, all the way up until morning. But, that was all in the past now. 

Having brought out her phone, she swiped her fingers across and tapped her fingers against the screen. 

I'm here now, so you better show up soon! n .n

Having hit send, Soyou grabbed the handle to the cafe and opened the door. Sliding in, she was greeted with cool air and the scent of coffee. A small sigh of content slid through the small lips of the woman as she inhaled the scent. She was quick to slide into seat just as she had into the building, alerting the workers that she was waiting for someone. Though, Soyou couldn't help but eye the snacks behind the glass counter regardless.

[linexjongin]

Past, part one.

The currently 8 year old, Jongin, was on his way back home. It was July, a thursda to be exact, he just came back from school, as usual he had to walk home alone. He was excited, excited to tell both his parents about everything he learned and did in school that day. Yes, back in the day when he was actually motivated to learn new things and study, back in the day when everything was still simply and he didn’t have to worry about anything except what kind of colors he wanted to use for his drawing, or what “12x12” was again. 

He skipped home, opening the door as soon as he arrived. He kicked off his shoes, threw down his backpack and made his way over to the livingroom. He excitedly entered it, ready to tell his story about all that happened that day, only to notice that the livingroom was empty, no parents only some empty bottles on the table which meant they were somewhere inside the house. A disappointed frown appeared on his face as he looked around. He figured they might’ve been someone else in the house. So he went on an adventure to find them.

It didn’t take him long as he could hear loud voices coming from his parents bedroom, they didn’t seem happy. Rather angry actually. The door was closed and knowing the way his mother would get angry each time he opened their bedroom door he decided to safely stay outside and listen to their voices. They fought, he realized that immediately. Curses could be heard, along with frustrated yelling. It wasn’t anything new to him, but this time it seemed really serious.

A sudden loud bang could be heard and he took some steps back, surprised by what was going on. He might’ve been young but he wasn’t an idiot, he of course knew what was going on in there as he heard pained noises coming from his mother’s mouth. He could hear things fall from shelves and not long after that he heard crying. More noises came and the crying got replaced by begging, begging to stop. He realized she was being hit, by the one he called his own father. He knew it was his father, he recognized his voice. He must’ve been drinking a lot again. 

Tears filled the kid’s eyes as he took another step back, he didn’t want to know about this and it scared him. When the noises stopped he was even more scared than before, he turned around and ran away, towards his own room where he locked himself up. It wasn’t the first time this happened, he would hear this more often, the crying and begging and the next day his mother would always miraculously have bruises all over her body, telling him it was okay and she “fell” but he didn’t believe it. He knew what as going on but he couldn’t do anything about it, he wasn’t stupid he may have been young but he knew everything.