👕 : your muse helps my muse get dressed after my muse sustains an injury or illness - Tarhos and Haru
𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 [ 𝐀 𝐒𝐘𝐌𝐁𝐎𝐋 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄 ] .
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Painted nails shone in the light of the sun as his fingers brought the veteran's arm through his sleeve, his usual harsh nature tucked away as he fiddled with each button to close the front of the shirt. Haru's face, generally sharp in its features, now chiseled into soft affection, showed his displeasure with the situation but he didn't say anything as he reached up to straighten the collar. He tried his best to ignore the bandages holding Tarhos' injured shoulder together, but the anger boiling inside of him shows more and more in his black eyes. Dark brows stitch together, coupled with the crinkle of his nose as he gives in and starts to undo the buttons, the huff through flared nostrils revealing the hidden agitation that spilled over as he shook his head.
It wasn't fair. It wasn't fucking fair. How many bullets had riddled his body before this one? How many of these scars threatened to snuff out his life--and he was expected to take more because of some rich asshole's power? Hadn't he done enough? What made his boss' life more important, his money? His stupid little K-pop group that he hustled around like hens? Fuck that, fuck all of them too, they weren't worth taking a bullet over-- Haruko realized, in that moment, that he was practically glaring daggers into Tarhos' throat, and he stood up quickly to fold the shirt.
"You're not going, and don't fucking argue with me." Stupid--don't get all emotional over this shit, it was a job. Too late. "Where's your phone? I'll call your boss myself, he can choke for all I care, you're staying home today, you only just off the damn painkillers and I know you've been sleeping like shit," Haru remarked as he swept his long hair up into a ponytail, trying to keep his body turned away so Tarhos wouldn't see the worry lacing his features which carved canyons between his brows. "Just...Stay."
STEM fam brings me so much joy, so I decided to draw them all hanging out. Sagittarius (secretary bird) belongs to me, Nova (turtle) belongs to @explodingstarlight , and Xor (robot) belongs to @snailsnaps
The bass was too much for my phone but DAMN if this little bit didn't encompass the absolute insane and amazing vibe of the Electric Callboy Concert 🤯😍🔥
(I am so dead, my whole body hurts and it was so worth it)
Go tell your friends that you love them, make them have fun with you and let them know that you really appreciate their company, It's the little things...
“Murong Lian and Yue Chenqing duo moments that made me giggle like the corpse of Miss Cui”
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and a bonus Yue Chenqing moment:
As a sidenote, can we talk about how Murong Lian’s name is made up of the same characters from Mu Qing, Qi Rong and Xie Lian’s names? It just occurred to me today and I don’t think I will ever be the same knowing this????
Every year, I tell myself that I should really consider taking off work for Father Brown premiere day, and then it comes around and I forget to do it, and I spend all day thinking about how I would so much rather be sitting cozy under a million blankets and going back to Kembleford than being forced to do boring work things.