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thegrapesdepression · 2 years
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"Well, this is a workplace rather than a home, but we at the Wright Anything Agency like to think that we're a 'home away from home' for our members."
He glanced over Klavier's slightly extra-glossy appearance with a look of vague thoughtfulness. "Come in."
Klavier has appeared! What to do?
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Ask on a date
Propose
Run away
Kneel down
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thegrapesdepression · 2 years
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"... Apollo's not home right now, sorry."
Klavier has appeared! What to do?
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Ask on a date
Propose
Run away
Kneel down
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thegrapesdepression · 2 years
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"... Is this because of how we hooked up? It's only right that both of us were out of our depths when it came to... Certain acts."
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@thegrapesdepression asked: 🍵😶
RELATIONSHIP BUILDING… 
-and my muse will confess to something they wish they didn’t do that affected your muse, and my muse will reveal one of their biggest regrets involving yours.
“… Some days. I wish I hadn’t told you- back in that alley, what I am.”
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“ You could’ve lived without knowing. I could’ve moved on, let you be ignorant of my issues, the things that would come knocking on your door because of me. Keeping it all to myself, you would’ve never needed to worry, or wondered what was with that dog following you around was doing.” It’d just been a cautious game at first, then out of concern for a night wandering man. “And I regret… taking you into my apartment, and having everything start complicated. I know she doesn’t trust me because of it- I don’t think she ever will.”
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thegrapesdepression · 2 years
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thegrapesdepression · 2 years
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On his bed, in a newly wrapped box is a wool sweater, and beside it, a small sheep plush toy, the kind with a zipper to remove its' coat. The label has been torn off, and the attached, new sticker has the writing ' From Lang.'.
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"Oh, you sly dog..."
Once unboxed, he lays the sweater out on his rumpled bedsheets. The soft weaving is an inoffensive Carolina blue--better than his dull hoodies, but not overdone. Phoenix slips off his shirt to pull the sweat on, and it fits comfortably over his skin.
He stretches his arms out and looks at the sleeves. It's been a long time since someone like this gave him a sweater as a present...
This time there's no monogrammed heart or strange game of bait-and-switch. He picks up the plush sheep and squeezes it, briefly startled when it makes a squeaky toy noise.
He likes this sweater a lot more.
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thegrapesdepression · 2 years
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He seems fine most of the time, forcing smiles and never minds                            His laugh is a symphony, when the lights go out it’s hard to breathe
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thegrapesdepression · 3 years
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"I want to play," Phoenix mumbles. Just not in the way the wolf had expected. His shoulders slump and he heaves a sigh. It's a note for the future; don't get too hands-on and set off Lang's appetites without real intent.
He looks up at Lang again and ventures a small, questioning smile. "I guess that leaves with just... Saying hello."
thegrapesdepression​:
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Even that small thump makes a nerve jump inside of Phoenix, easily triggered while he’s in this state of mind. Lang’s words speak deeply to him–the wolfman has hit directly on the former attorney’s stifled fears.
He hesitantly glances up at Lang, finally making eye contact again, and manages to get a sheepish chuckle out of his dry throat. “Uh… Not exactly. It was more of a… A kind of friendly hello, since we’re a little… Over-friendly by now.” That’s as good of an explanation as he can get out.
“ You’re targeting me with my favorite attention, and don’t want to play.  Cruel game.” Brushing briskly on his own chest, the attempt to rid himself of the residuals of two very warm palm prints on his bare skin. One of the open spaces he left to the air, and never perceived as a weak point.
 “ I’ll recover. Somehow, some way…”
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“Gimme a hello without your hands, promise I’ll take it more gently.”
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thegrapesdepression · 3 years
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send assumptions about the mun based off of the muse and i’ll tell you if they’re correct or not!
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thegrapesdepression · 3 years
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xmfxne​:
At the hug, Apollo nearly dropped the groceries, half in awe, half in concern. Clearly, things weren’t alright. If only Apollo knew what was wrong or how to deal with it. 
“Mr. Wright, what happened?” 
He wasn’t sure what else to do. Does he hug him back? Offer him some of the grape juice he just bought for him? Just stand here and let him… do whatever was happening? He’d never experience this coming from an employer… not like he had much experience, he’d only realized until after two years of working under the ‘Coolest Defense in the West’ that he wasn’t the best role model or boss after all. 
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The hug steadied his nerves until his anxiety from the dream and other thoughts could come along, such as, How does someone this short even see over the bench? 
Apollo was barely bigger than Trucy. Maybe that’s why Phoenix reached for a hug so quickly. Nothing comforted him like embracing his own beloved daughter, and Apollo was a decent stand-in. Hearing that worried voice by his ear helped, too.
Okay, I’m probably freaking the kid out.
Phoenix suddenly let go and took a step back. He reached up to tug at the brim of his hat, sighing. “... Nothing. Heh. Just a bad dream. Forget about it.”
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thegrapesdepression · 3 years
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thegrapesdepression · 3 years
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he vibin !!!
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thegrapesdepression · 3 years
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send ‘✈’ for my muse’s reaction to yours falling asleep against my muse on an airplane.
if you can’t see the symbol, send ‘airplane’!
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thegrapesdepression · 3 years
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xmfxne​:
Apollo stood, groceries in hand, but giving his boss a confused but worried look.
“Mr. Wright? I’m, uh, back from the store. Is Trucy home from school yet?” He asked, noting the tired, but panicked look in his eye. 
“…And is… everything alright?”
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The store--right, he had sent Apollo out to pick up some junk, though Phoenix couldn’t currently remember what. He pushed himself off the couch to stagger to his feet, taking a couple steadying breaths.
Still, he could see that familiar coldness projected over Apollo’s face like the effect of a pair of particularly nightmarish 3-D glasses. He sighed, swaying a little, before stumbling forward and wrapping the younger man in an awkward hug.
This was not Kristoph, not even Kristoph’s intellectual offspring. Apollo felt short, warm, and innocent in Phoenix’s arms. Innocent and so much better than the rookie’s former mentor. And the former attorney could sob in relief if he hadn’t killed such easy emotions in himself years ago.
@xmfxne weighs heavy on one's mind
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Many subjects swim through Phoenix's dreams--fears, moments of the past, and even the classic, cartoon-like gibberish a sleeping mind creates. This was different. This was the kind of dream that should have stopped after that final trial.
Phoenix still had that image seared into his mind's eye when he jolted awake on the couch. His new apprentice, Apollo, neatly dressed in a blood-red suit as he stood on the witness stand and spoke those words he heard mockingly spoken in the past: evidence is everything in court.
He bodily startled as the office door opened, looking up to see Apollo coming in, already in the middle of saying something Phoenix failed to process.
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thegrapesdepression · 3 years
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cuttingcanine​:
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His shoulder takes the opposite wall,  a soft thump that barely reverberates sound, eyes that fall unfocused, lazy to address.
“ I figured your aim was different, being so direct with me. Don’t mean to ever corner you, no escape in sight.”
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Even that small thump makes a nerve jump inside of Phoenix, easily triggered while he’s in this state of mind. Lang’s words speak deeply to him--the wolfman has hit directly on the former attorney’s stifled fears.
He hesitantly glances up at Lang, finally making eye contact again, and manages to get a sheepish chuckle out of his dry throat. “Uh... Not exactly. It was more of a... A kind of friendly hello, since we’re a little... Over-friendly by now.” That’s as good of an explanation as he can get out.
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thegrapesdepression · 3 years
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🙏 from that prompt thing if you are still doing them?
Headcanon memes, comfort character edition! 
What does your muse need? This can be something material or abstract.
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someone to rescue him
someone to trust to help him put kristoph away forever. short of that, a 5k loan would be pretty helpful for paying off some debts and fixing a few things around the agency.
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thegrapesdepression · 3 years
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Headcanon memes, comfort character edition!
How would you describe your muse’s morality? What are their core values?
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nick’s morals are a little more... flexible these days during his disbarment. principles like “always believe in your client” have fallen by the wayside; the vast majority of interactions he has with people comes in the form of poker games and whatever the hell he does with kristoph, so. he’s a lot more flexible and, uh, avoidant when it comes to telling the truth, too. being cryptic, deflective, and half-honest is his norm now and are very hard habits to break.
but at his core, phoenix’s morals are the same: seek truth and justice. support family. don’t hurt people.
he’s impossibly persistent, deeply loving, and as harmless as a fly. he’ll always have those core principles even in the darkest times.
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thegrapesdepression · 3 years
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“Alright, who italicized Slimestoph on my blog? ‘Fess up.”
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