#suri.

[soundtrck]

‘     i   told   you,     ’           they   say,   narrow   -   eyed   and   annoyed,           ‘     i'm   not   getting   involved   in   your   cons.     ’           there   a   discrepancy,   though,   between   word   and   action:   say   that   they   won't   get   involved,   but   here   they   stand.   showing   up   near   the   middle   of   the   night,   car   keys   stuffed   into   their   pocket   and   clenched   in   their   fist.           ‘     i   have   work   in   the   morning.   don't   you   have   anyone   else   to   do   .   .   .   whatever   this   is   ?     ’ 

ꕤ  𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘳   @litheelixir  .   .   .   𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘷𝘦   𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯   𝘵𝘢𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘥   .ᐟ

[everseens]

suri's first big gig was occurring, and she was killing it. the crowd was going crazy and even knew all of the words to their bare track list. but as she continued to perform, for some reason their eyes continued to find their way to a face in the crowd. she was unsure of who they even were, but something about them was intriguing. their face stayed on her mind, even after the show had ended and they were backstage, debriefing. after freshening up for whatever next interview she had, she was a bit comfier in some more casual clothes. suddenly, the familiar face that had been on her mind all night was right in front of them. "oh, hi-- i saw you in the crowd, are you lost? i think the exit is that way." she clearly had already screwed up, considering how socially awkward she was at times. / @gccdwitch

[rhiezus]

black nail polish: do you have a bucket list? if so, what are the top three things? / moodboard: do you feel you had a happy childhood? / (1) Do You Sleep With Your Closet Doors Open Or Closed? / (72) Do You Miss Your Ex? / Can you keep a diet? / vai suri suricato

do you have a bucket list? if so, what are the top three things?

i don’t but if i did the first thing would be: never set a goal because it’s bullshit, i’m never gonna follow it anyways. i hate when people establish things to follow, especially myself since i’m bond to never live towards it. 

do you feel you had a happy childhood?

i had a really happy childhood, i still do because sometimes it feels like i never grew up and my grandma says that too. 

do you sleep with your closet doors open or closed?

why would my closet doors be open? my room is a mess so i don’t want anyone to see a mountain of clothes while i sleep, also it would freak me out to see such thing and think there is a ghost on my room.

do you miss your ex?

jesus, no. 

can you keep a diet?

i can’t keep any commitment haven’t you met me properly? and i love to eat, i have a very nice body that some people would be jealous because i never get fat so i don’t need to keep a diet to keep thin. not that i care about my weight because i don’t. 

[everseens]

@gccdwitch asked: 🗻 to go hiking for suri ( from this meme )

[everseens]

&.  SOCIAL MEDIA MEME ――

send 🤪 for an instagram story with your muse... featuring suri and astur <3 @gccdwitch

[everseens]

"hey, um .. think i might've left my jacket here." suri began without hesitation, standing at yunho's door practically looking like a lost puppy. she knew it was a bad idea to even be interacting with their ex, but she really needed her jacket back.. and maybe wanted to see him once more before parting ways. / @boysgenuis

[illicitdream]

"  i'm  sorry  ,  by  the  way. "    it  comes  out  more  of  an  act  of  compulsion , but it is earnest.  leaned  against  his  counter  ,  the  slow  cooker  heating  a  pot  roast  on  the  table  space  behind  him  ,  he  observed  through  half  -  opened  eyes  the  woman  in  his  living  room.  not  that  it  was  his  fault  ,  she  didn't  want  to  be  here  ,  he  could  tell    —    it's  not  a  place  a  fair  few  would  want  to  ,  in  all  honesty.  two  days  now  ,  stuck  in  an  unfamiliar  place  ,  lost  amid  a  sea  of  unfamiliar  people  , nothing but prairie and rust ,  and  now  here  ,  in  someone  else's  home. he's  gone  to  great  lengths  to  try  and  make  her  feel  safe  ,  minding his distance while she slept:  no  hotels  for  her  to  use  ,  of  course  ,  while  he  went  to  work  on  her  car  in  the  day.  "  can't  imagine  many  people  who  don't  live  or  work  around  here  would  think  it  a. . . good  vacation  spot. "  there's  a  subtle  drawl  to  his  voice  ,  not  southern  ,  but  less  defined. the  silence  lingers  after  he  speaks  ,  only  broken  by  his  breath  ,  her  occasional  response. it's  been  odd  ,  being  around  someone  this  long  again  ,  someone  else  in  his  bed  while  he  slept  on  some  old  sofa  by  the  window.  "  hopefully  it  hasn't  been  too  much  of  a  hassle. " @intcxications

[ohsimon]

when — 12 july where — outskirts who — @cordiiceps​

“Hold up —” Simon extends long fingers, laying them on Suri’s clever, fastworking hands. His other hand reaches up, pressing a finger against his lips in an attempt to demand silence from someone who, well, usually isn’t. He doesn’t consider that this might be indicative that there’s something out there they need to be quiet for, some kind of danger — trespassers to catch off guard, a stray runner. No, he doesn’t consider it at all. He is dead-serious in his demand for her to halt.

His gaze pulls from her, back to the place he’d been looking before. Electric wire dangles, no longer active, but one one of the still-taut lines there’s a bird. His index finger leaves his lips, points at it. “A blue grosbeak. Don’t see them in town much.” In the more wooded areas, sure, but he doesn’t see them venture out here often. Simon stares at it, doesn’t think much of Suri next to him. Still, his willingness to make her pause the trap she’s fixing is something. It does not mean he is personable or anything of the sort — it just means there’s a common ground he is down to walk on. For Simon, that might count as some sort friendship.