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@manticxre​ : 🎅 (eunsoo and anna just vibing)

‘ eunsoo. ’  anna calls out her roommate like her mother used call her name hearing the stairs wince past eleven at night, or whenever she forgot to take dinner out of the freezer to thaw, which was more often than she remembered. eunsoo’s not the one in trouble though, she is. seated on her bedroom floor, anna is cornered by shopping bags  —  the sturdy, reusable kind, branded with high-end designer names like chanel, givenchy, burberry, name one, she’s got their bag. ‘ can you do me a favor real quick? ’ she asks, making sure the defeat comes through in her tone, and that her hair is a static-y mess when she pulls on her winter hat. ‘ all you have to do is pick my fiancée’s christmas gift, ’ it might be an odd request but she thinks her telemarketer tone sells it. to trust her with this major decision should sound like a compliment, and not like she’s throwing the responsibility onto her like a burning hot potato. ‘ think you can do that? ’

#manticxre #if she doesn't like it at least it will be eunsoo's fault <3 #HDSFSDHS

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CHRISTMAS   /    WINTER    THEMED   MEME  .

 send  a  symbol  from  your  muse  to  mine.  feel  free  to  combine  actions  or  add  specifics  even  when  it  doesn’t  ask  for  it  .      add  ‘  ↪  ‘   for  a  reverse  of   my   muse   to   yours  . 

HOLIDAY  :

🎁   /   our   muses  exchange  gifts  to  one  another .   (   can  specify  .  )

🍞   /    to  invite  my  muse  to  a  holiday  dinner  with  their  family  .

🎅   /   help  my  muse  gift  wrap  a  present  .   (   can  specify  for  who   ) 

🔌   /   help  hang  lights  or  decorate  with  my  muse .

🎄   /   decorate  and  help  my  muse  with  a  christmas  tree  .

🌿   /   our  muses  catch  themselves  under  a  mistletoe  .  

WEATHER  :

☃️   /   build  a  snowman  with  my  muse  .

❄️   /   play  in  the  snow  with  my  muse  .   (  can  specify  . )

💨  /   our  muses  are  trapped  inside  a  cabin  during  a  snow  storm  .

🐾   /   our  muses  find  footprints  in  the  snow  and  follow  them  .

✨   /   our  muses  watch  the  northern  lights  together .

🌲   /   my  muse  helps  yours  cut  down  a  christmas  tree .

🔥   /    help  my  muse  get  firewood  and  build  a  fire .

NICE  :

👀   /   my  muses  reaction  to  finding  out  your  muse  is  their  secret  santa  .

😷   /   help  and  aid  my  muse  while  their  sick .

🍵   /    our  muses  share  a  cup  of  hot  coco  .  

💑   /   propose  or  ask  my  muse  to  be  their  girl / boyfriend .   (  specify  which  . )

$    /    offer  my  muse  money  through  a  hard  time  .

🎭  /    invite  my  muse  to  a  christmas  /  winter  masquerade  .

NAUGHTY  :

💋   /   give  my  muse  a  hot  steamy  kiss  .

👗   /   my  muse  dresses  up  as  a  sexy  santa  for  your  muse . 

👅   /   my  muse  licks  your  muse .

🍷   /   my  muse  stops  your  muse  from  coming  onto  them  while  being  drunk  .

🏃   /   catch  my  muse  stealing  valuable’s  from  your  muses  family  during  a  family  holiday  dinner 

#tbd #:o)

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apaise

she remembers most of anna’s teammates and their varying needs for a trip to the dentist, dermatologist, salon – but kenma’s one person hana actually doesn’t mind. she’s glad he’s the surviving member of the original lineup, a hard worker with good focus. a little smile starts at anna’s fitting impression of him; hana curls a finger to part her bangs to complete the final look. ❝ he was nice. ❞  the idea of native food as a souvenir isn’t a bad one … although hana’s slightly disappointed by the limitations. flying overseas means no A5 wagyu, ruby roman grapes, yubari king melon; she’s not even sure if kenma likes those much, but it’s the price tag that counts. ❝ i’ll brainstorm too. ❞  she might enjoy the challenge.

she’d really prefer not to do that undignified half-trot-run to the crosswalk, but the street lights always take forever here. ❝ yeah, i think we can make it. ❞ one of the perks of having a dog should be that they’re ready to sprint at the slightest cue – but snoopy’s more elegant than that. ❝ come on, snoopy, ❞ hana clicks her tongue and he finally picks up the pace a little, giving their jog a tad more purpose. they cross just in time but soon meet more unpleasantry in the form of a line already outside the establishment. this is what happens when you dine loosely.

❝ i guess it’s already popular, ❞ she comments, giving anna a look. it’d be gauche for hana to outwardly suggest greasing the employee to fib a reservation, but – if anna agrees or even hints, hana has a crisp ¥2,000 ready.

they’re denied the pedestrian triumph of making it to the other side in time, immediately spotting the neat row of heads lining up all the way to – yep, that’s the new noodle place. this is what happens when you go somewhere too instagram-able. but even for anna, who dreams of dinner while having lunch, no food is worth the sore feet and lumbar pain. she’s about to suggest they go to one of their usual spot instead, that stupidly overpriced coffee shop. it looks more like a science lab than a place to meet with your lover, friend, or pharmacology final. but unlike her, hana doesn’t seem too disheartened by the line. her tone’s too casual, and when she turns to look at her, there’s that half-playful, half-innocent expression, just waiting for anna to take her pick.

‘ yeah. i guess we’ll have to get friendly with one of the waiters. ’  they keep walking, way past the people still waiting for a table, hoping it’s not too noticeable they’re skipping the line. it’s for a good cause, though! when’s the last time the two of them went on a spontaneous date like this? the vibes are simply too perfect to pass up. surely these people would understand... this isn’t about the food, it’s about finally spending some time together. however tender, she wants more than the few minutes in bed before they fall asleep. and although she hates to say it, it is kind of hot how hana can and will get whatever they want. god knows she’d do almost anything if she just asked. she just doesn’t  –– unless it’s about moving across the world. and here they are, bribing some poor japanese waiter to get their noodles first. 

#apaise #monkey covering his eyes emoji #thats all i have to say #wait not i must apologize for once again giving u nothing LJHSFDHJDSFHJ

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jinsoul attacks

#freyanna #cackling imagining jun being the one to tug on freyas hoodie

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apaise​

she’s beginning to regret this visit, spirit deflating in the pathetic last putters of a breathless balloon. but freya trudges on anyway – quirking a quick smile that vanishes the second anna turns her back; she’s rationing her enthusiasm. they eventually reach sasha’s bedroom on the second floor, and the green walls are meltingly soft in the halo of the nightlight. she doesn’t belong here, but she can pretend. she leans in and the little prince is as sweet as his photos as he slumbers in his crib, tiny fingers and toes scrunching. ❝ aw. ❞ for some reason her heart aches to look at him, but freya just smiles at anna. ❝ … he looks just like you in high school, ❞ she murmurs softly, lips tilting. ❝ same cheeks. ❞  

why’s she acting like her cheeks packed their bags and moved out after she graduated high school? they’re still there  —  more than ever, puffed up along with her belly. but here’s the trade-off: her heart’s never felt more full either. and with freya here, she’s on the border of tears again. tears she holds back with thin, quiet laughter, head tilting back as if to hold the wetness from spilling out the corner of her eyes. god, she’s tired. it’s fine though, she feels better just looking at sasha’s little sleepy pout. and having freya over makes her feel more... normal. alright then, time to wake him up. like a feather, she strokes his arm. she’d hate for him to jolt awake. ‘ heeeyyyyy... ’  first he frowns, robbed of his slumber, then chubby arms and legs stretch and curl with all their might. his calm gaze first lays on his mom, then on the stranger next to her. the frown immediately returns, this time more guarded than bothered.  ‘ yeah, that’s right! you got a visitor, ’ she encourages, relieved he hasn’t resorted to crying yet. anna takes that opportunity to pick him up, making sure he can still see freya. ‘ she said we have the same cheeks, watcha think? ’  silence and a bit of leg wiggling. ‘ you won’t mind if she feeds you, right? ’ again, silence, but she’s used to drool being the only thing coming out of his mouth. 

#apaise #the thought of freya prepping up a bottle of annas Milk cracked me up so here #KHFDSHJKSDDJSHKFD

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#will be active once i get over hour change and sun going down at 4 pm #it is hitting me hard this year

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#why do my fcs always end up dressing up as frozen chars

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the wu sibs judging you a lil 

#fc. #the way i saw this dude and was like ok i need to make anna a lil bro/olaf #and now anna's fc and jun's fc are on the same show

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it takes a second for her to realize that anna’s only joking, that she’s not actually saying that they should be living it up without each other. hana never would – in general, but especially without her wife – but the idea of anna partying happily with others seizes up her fragile heart for a split second. hana only remembers to breathe when anna squishes up close and she registers the teasing in her tone; of course, that was a joke. ❝ i guess … ❞ she exhales with a smile tentative, knowing that they would nonetheless be parted for a few days. and how the mice love to play when the cat’s away. not that she doesn’t trust her mouse, honest and devoted ( and soon to be chubby-cheeked ) as she is, but – she tends to attract foxes.

but there are new things to worry about when anna suddenly mentions junho giving her a tour. by now hana feels that he understands her taste a bit better, but … she doesn’t really want to put that pressure on him, either. this is supposed to be a vacation ( for a least one of them ). on the other hand, she doesn’t want it to sound like she’s rejecting jun. yet before hana can even answer that, anna’s bounding on to the next option: her old teammates. ❝ i’m sure that’s fine. ❞ she could find some time for it – although the mental preparation would take a bit more work. 

❝ maybe we could go say hi. ❞ she doesn’t really care, but jun would probably like to see the team again. ❝ is there anything you want me to bring them from tokyo? ❞

silly girl. anna won’t let her waste her downtime greeting greasy desk-punchers, though. the suggestion of a gift might have once fooled her into thinking hana was more fond of a person than she actually was, when really, hana just can’t show up empty-handed. she knows more than anyone, whether it’s french pastry assortments, aquarium tickets, or a 2$ check to make-up for the saddest slice of pizza. ‘ that’s sweet but... everyone’s either switched teams, or switched games. ’ with how shit the game’s become, it won’t be long before they all migrate to valorant or apex. none will hit the spot quite like the first season of overwatch, but it’s still better than playing a dead game. ‘ kenma’s the only one left  —  you remember kenma? ’ health and posture as terrible as L from death note, the guy always left her with a severe urge to dye his roots and cut his bangs. she leans into hana a bit more, to catch her eye, look at me, i’m kenma, chin tucked into her neck, bangs obstructing her dead-pan expression. 

she breaks character to make sure snoopy doesn’t harass the cute little wiener dog trotting in the opposite direction, wrapping his leash one more time around her knuckles. ‘ i’m sure he’d like a taste of home, though. ’ but what? she’s never seen him be really into... anything. maybe jun would know. ‘ i’ll check with my bro, so don’t worry about it. ’ she’ll text him when they get to the noodle place, else she’ll forget. speaking of, ‘ should we cross here? ’ the nearest crosswalk’s countdown just started, they should make it in time if they jog a bit. 

#apaise #sorry hana no flexing today... #maybe tomorrow... #anna's a lil sad her marriage joke didn't get her even 1 little chuckle but its okay... maybe tomorrow u know...

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#chuu really can do it

#fc. #the way this is anna behavior

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#i think i found anna's poggies emotes.... #sdkhsdfh #tbd

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me, eleven years old, playing the sims 3: wouldn’t it be cool if girls kissing each other was a thing in real life

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#this has to be at freyas place #mattress on the floor... #anna brought her cute slippers KJHDFKSJDF

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anna nudging past her to make way for snoopy is all too apt of the situation as a whole. is she really going to make her apologize to a dog? damn, she remembers when anna used to fight for her like that – although that was a hundred years ago in school, when freya would claim the teachers were always unfairly targeting her. she dislikes this new arrangement, of being on the outside – but she has no choice but to go along with it. ( she should just be happy for anna, anyway. ) ❝ sorry snoopy, ❞ she finally relents, giving him a smile. ❝ i’m just jealous of you and your pretty life ~ ❞ that was maybe a bit too honest, but he seems mollified enough – sniffling and breaking his stone spell at last. freya sighs as she plucks the nugget from the ground, tossing it into the trash as she heads to the island sink. 

❝ can i see sasha now? ❞

like owner, like dog, two pairs of eyebrows perk up. so freya’s not going to hug it out, and that’s fine, she’ll gladly do it on her behalf, but no head pat? no nose boop? she’s starting to wonder if maybe something’s going on with her. sasha comes up before she can ask her about it, though. ‘ oh! uhm... ’ what time did she put him down again? anna’s been having a pretty severe case of babylag lately, the hardcore version of jetlag. ‘ yeah, sure. let’s go wake him. ’  they silently head to sasha’s room, calmly green and dim, except for the glow of a star-shaped nightlight. she waits a bit before picking up her son, thinking freya might want to look at him just sleeping for a moment. he hasn’t held on to his puffer fish plushie this time, she notices, it rolled all the way to his tiny feet. 

#apaise #idk why but freya saying can i see sasha now makes it looks like #annas been holding him hostage jhHJKSDFHJKSDFHJK #bebe timeeeeeee #click on puffer fish link hehehehe

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❛  i  am  in  no  way  fit  to  be  responsible  for  any  living  thing  ,  including  and  especially  myself  .  one  time  ,  i  drank  an  entire  jar  of  marinara  sauce  for  dinner  .  it   was  unholy  .  ❜ (Eunsoo you are very worrying)

❥     𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌  𝐃𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐘  𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄  𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒  𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓  𝐎𝐍𝐄  .

‘ that’s... pretty cursed. i’m not gonna lie. ’  nonetheless, she’s setting the sickening scene as best she can in her mind.  ‘ did you use a spoon? ’ she asks, presenting the most favorable of her scenarios. something about the use of utensils, eating the sauce bit by bit over the course of an evening, makes her late night snack seem more reasonable. ‘ or did you just go for it? ’ lips straight to the rim of the jar; eunsoo gurgling marinara like a morning smoothie. a chunky, tomato-basil smoothie. at room temp. the mere idea is making anna’s stomach feel ulcerous. 

#manticxre #marinara can be a soup ig... cry #feel free 2 turn into thread #tyty

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When my sister was coaching me on how to text the first boy I ever liked she told me to end sentences with this~ and I was like why what does adding ~ do ? And she was like well it’s flirty

#anna teaching jun

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apaise

anna’s distaste is palpable, hana’s attempt to comfort her unfortunately a misfire when her only card to play is her awful brother. on one hand, she feels sorry still that she can’t be there for her …  on the other hand, it’s always nice to remember hana’s one of the few anna likes and trusts. she can’t say she’d be very happy if anna was ecstatic about hans accompanying her, either. maybe it’s good to remember what a blessing it is that her twin is intolerable. certainly if that entails more of her wife’s affection reserved for her alone. ❝ okay, let me know. ❞ but hopefully no one else is free – if not for anna missing her more, for hans not throwing a fit when they have to cancel on him. she dreads to think.

❝ don’t think about it then, ❞ she retracts her question, giving a small smile when she feels the familiar sensation of anna bumping her head into her shoulder; it’s not too different from when snoopy flops onto her. she’s glad to know she’ll be missed. hana curves her arm under anna’s chin to give her cheek a soft pat. ❝ …  that’ll be hard without you. ❞ she enjoys her breakfasts in the lounge with junho, but even sleeping without anna is unpleasant. maybe she’s gotten too used to her drooly koala. ❝ we’ll have to go some other time when you’re free. maybe you can think about that when you’re healing. ❞ if she can form lucid thoughts then.

‘ aiyah... what are we gonna do with you ? ’  this ‘we’ includes both herself and their canine friend, from whom hana could learn a thing or two about properly killing time.  ( no, responding to emails on her ipad doesn’t count. ) ‘ aren’t we supposed to have more fun while we’re apart, now? ’ she teases, hooking her arm into hana’s elbow. ‘ i thought that’s how marriage worked. ’  of course, she’s far from disappointed theirs differ from the norm. she just wishes hana dedicated more time for herself. to enjoy things, without anna having to force her hand. 

‘  you know what? jun can be your guide ! ’  although in one whole year of living there he probably still only knows of touristy spots and fast-food chains near the building where she used to meet with her old team. well, it’s true he was still kind of young, back then. ‘ i can also ask my friends for recommendations. ’ she’s not sure their definition of a nice place would match her wife’s, but it’s worth giving it a shot. ‘ unless you think you’re gonna be too busy with work? ’ 

#apaise #hana's so cute i can't get over it #she should send anna a postcard with a cute lil sentimental message #that she will probably only get after hana gets back #just realized u called her evil in ur tags and here i am... hana brainrot