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@undepth // eden

“Your weed is better than ours. Regionally, I think.”

“Don’t tell my brother I said that. He’d — shit. Nevermind.” She coughs out a laugh, coughs out smoke.

“—your place is nice.”

#undepth #eden.

@undepth continued from here

“Oh, now, come on, you know what I —”

Cain freezes, makes no small show of his shock.

He’s often what it would be like to have himself — some other version, some younger and more practical version — to talk to. He doesn’t think he’d ever consider listening to anybody else as much as he would maybe consider listening to himself.

Experiencing something like this now, he is just deeply disturbed. He does not want to listen.

“You know what I meant. Here, I am just — speaking in metaphor. Okay? There’s no need to mock me.”

#undepth #chiyo.#cain.#chiyo cain 1.

@undepth said: Eyes emoji for bunny or Jack or both

Send a 👀 and I will describe how my muse sees yours / what they think of when they look at them.

For bunny:

At this point, she sees bunny like family. She’s been around long enough. She hates her enough. They’ve fucked enough of the same people. (family is weird!) so there’s this begrudging acceptance paired with constant, constant irritation and anxiety. She feels bad for bunny, hates her, needs her to have something to be mad at besides her own self because nothing is ever her fault, etc.

Part of it is bunny having been so closely entwined with harris. Spirit has a very primal reaction to harris and harris-associated things that she doesn’t quite know how to articulate.

For jack:

Spirit feels quite at peace with jack. It’s very rare, and she appreciates it greatly. She also sees jack a little bit like family — in which family is a group of people recovering from being held captive. I think it makes sense, that there’s a sort of kinship to that that spirit taps into.

So she does think a lot about what they’ve been through and who they’ve heard, but it’s a very passive, back-of-the-head thing. Sometimes it’ll affect her physically, but she likes the things she does with jack to unwind/cope.

#ask.#answered memes.#undepth #bunny.#jack.

@undepth

“if i told you i will die for you, some march day, would you still come over for weekly coffee, would you ask me what’s my little sister’s name?”

the question slides out of lee like runoff. directionless. natural. in the way that it could just as well have been his hands the feeling migrated to. he wishes it was, instead. he could cup eden’s face like an unkilned vase with his palms and press his thumbs to their temples and let them feel the wet weight of years between them. delicate and building. he would hold their face and their gaze until they could sense which direction his fingerprints swirl by impression alone. all it would take is a lifetime. give or take. time is a measurement he consistently forgets the units for. but the feeling does not go to his hands. lee knows this will happen. he does not know, with certainty, why he is asking. he thinks, he wants eden’s company. that’s a type of knowing: want. unreliable yet whole. lee rocks the keylid of his old piano open then closed, over and over, cyclical, busying his hands. the keys have been out of tune for years. he does not remember what a true clair de lune sounds like. lee watches eden. eyes drawn to every movement of theirs. or perhaps the better word is waits. as though he is the distance waiting to encroach. or to be encroached upon. he wants to know how they feel. or, he knows to want how they feel. he feels both of these concepts simultaneously. he tries to feel how he feels about eden only now but distant years swell up like waterlogged floorboards loosened from their foundation. it is dizzying. the keylid thuds shut. he can’t parse all of the present feelings from the future. he needs to remember to stop trying. he rubs his eye socket with his knuckles. he smiles at eden, to reassure them. he’s unconvinced it works. but the act of trying is the best kindness he can give.

#ic #undepth #undepth. 001 #undepth: eden.#i need them to suffer is all