#enchant: tdrc

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Refined Craft

A/N: just a tale of tdrc featuring krispin, who’s musing on the way his painting skill blossomed.^^

Word Count: 553

TW: None

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Through a window, a breeze slips into a room where a delicate fragrance fills it. It deepens the warmth with it's presence. It sways some floral curtains, rushing in a path.

Some paint supplies clutter across a long table, where paintbrushes and pencils rest upon each other, and dried acrylic smears edges of a palette. A canvas sits on an easel, coated in small traces of colors.

On a corner, he steps to where a crystal case shelters a batch of random flowers reclines.

Breathing in it's scent, Krispin draws it into his lungs. He trails the lines of a leaf, examining it's pattern. He slides a finger across it's stem, grazing his thumb beneath it's petals. He lowers his head and inhales it while his eyes close briefly.

After a long day, he sought for solitude in his art room. To get a paintbrush and streak a canvas with hues of colors. To paint an illustration of intricate scenery.

However, his mind didn't cooperate and he resolved to sitting on a chair. Glancing at a window, searching for anything to evoke his imagination.

Yet he keeps looking at a batch of random flowers from a crystal vase. Containing different colors of several hues. A part of him wants to create an arrangement of sorts, just to keep it in home.

Unfortunately, he doesn't have much floral arrangement equipment. He had gotten this house a while ago and he's yet to have it completely organized.

It's something that he didn't think he'd ever be doing while he worked in the manor before. Back then, he only cleaned up fireplaces and complied to orders. If he hadn't escaped, he probably wouldn't have gotten any freedom.

He gets surprised at how much art he can find while arranging flowers into a bouquet. Searching for what colors can be complements and contrasts of each other. Trimming some parts of them to gain room for other blooms to be included. Taking care of plants that needs to grow into complete blossom.

Maybe Krispin can have a garden of his own. A place where flowers and other plants can thrive. It can also be a spot, where he can paint in. Surrounded by serenity he can bask in.

Being a floral designer has helped him to grow his artistic skills. Figuring out how to gather flowers together, pick on what might provide ease for a customer. He draws sketches or paintings based on arrangements that he worked on.

When he paints or does a floral arrangement, he's filled with clarity. Pouring those ideas from his imagination, bringing his creativity to what he enjoys doing. In a way, it's an enchantment he can drift into. Exploring the beauty of nature, expressing his admiration for it.

He sets the flower down, riveting his gaze on a pink rose. With a deep tint over it's petals.

With a constriction in his chest, he reaches for it. He inhales and his heart twinges between an ease and an ache.

There's comfort in stroking flower petals. It's soft texture soothing his nerves, clearing his mind when things get difficult.

Even if he struggles on handling his devastation about his best friend, he still tries holding on. It's how he won't be drained from it.

Remaining close to the rose, he finds relief in it's softness and sighs.

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#writeblr #creative writing #flash fiction friday #fff195 #enchant: tdrc

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*taps onto microphone* hi to those new ppl following me. if you see i barely post anything about my work, it's bc i've had a mini writing break, lmao.

however, if you want to check out what i offer just. . . just check the tags i've put. or the link in the pinned post.

so, yeh. just a lil self-promo bc my self-reblog queue does have a timezone that i doubt ppl see it often, lmao. and i don't do tag-lists bc in my experience, it doesn't help much. ;-;

#enchant rambles #enchant: original works #enchant: blasted scorn #enchant: loasti #enchant: tdrc #enchant: fanfics

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Happy STS! What are your favorite scenes from your WIPs? (and if you would like share some lines <3)

Hey, Anna. Happy STS to ya too! Thanks for droppin' by. <3

i'mma share the bits i like from each original stories. thank you for making me take a look at these. it allows me to be haunted by my ideas more. <3 /gen

highlight 1: pham, my beloved menace. they see tegan's parents and go 'awooga!', bahaha. from lines of a script to ignore. 😂 😂 😂

"Sheesh, I'm just kidding!" Pham holds their hands up in surrender, smirking. "I mean. . . don't pretend you didn't thirst for taken couples, Teg." "You suck." "Aww, thanks, I love you too."

highlight 2: just a painting description bc i love writing this stuff. and krispin trying a new painting technique. from true devotion that remains true. 💐 💐 💐

After adjusting the canvas, he outlines the shape of a flower with a nearest pencil he finds. He sketches it's long stem, attaching leaves and petals onto it. Slowly, he presses the pastel on the canvas' surface, guiding it in small strokes while colors fill the spaces of it's shape. He leaves a few blank spots to fix later on. Then he covers his painting with a long cloth. He packs up for the night, going back to his dorm.

hightlight 3: the bits from the incomplete blasted scorn chapter 1. the beginning, where knights infiltrate the pirate ship, yarrr. 🏴‍☠️ 🦜 🌊

"Perhaps, an interrogation's in order," Titanrin says, [...]. "I think there can be advantages on this situation." "What advantage? Getting thrown in prison?"

yep, these are about my faves, so far. if i want more... i gotta write them. 😐🤧

dare to send me an STS ask?

#enchant answers #storyteller saturday #cherrybombfangirlwrites #creative writing #enchant: loasti #enchant: tdrc #enchant: blasted scorn

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OC Two Truths and a Lie Tag

thanks to @talesofsorrowandofruin (x) for teh tag! *spins cerebral name wheel* for this, i'll pick. . . *drumroll*, Nijiko Rikuta from TDRC and LOASTI!

Rules: list two truths and a lie for one of your OCs.

Tagging, no pressure tho: @pagesofcursive, @liv-is, @sculpture-in-a-period-drama, @careful-pyromancer, and open tag.^^

also you can interact with this post, if you’d like to be a part of my tag game list.^^

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[take two] *taps onto microphone* what’s up to those ppl following me.

if you barely see me posting any latest writing, know that i did post a boatload of it over the years. and i try queuing them each month. what i have to offer is in a link in my pinned post. or the tags in this post.

i know not everyone uses desktop, so nobody probably clicks the archive, sksksk. the best thing i can do is point y’all in the right direction, i guess.

so, yeh. just a lil info: i don't do tag-lists bc in my experience, it doesn't help much. ;-;  (i tried. . . a lot. trust me, i did.)

as i mention, i often go on self-reblog queue sprees, sksksk. find it in teh #enchant’s srbq tag.^^

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Seven Snippets, Seven People

thanks to @talesofsorrowandofruin for this tag! now this is gonna be random for sure, sksksk.

all them below teh cut, tbh.

First Snippet (DC-based fic, fandoms are irrelevent)

Alec Hardison Carter Hall and Ray Palmer, my beloveds <3. i enjoy writing this dynamic that’s a thing in my heart’s multiverse. :3

Uh oh, he thought, twisting his spoon. Once Carter started swearing in another language, it was a warning for how things would get bad.

"Well, she should think of how I need to be saved from myself more."

Carter rolled his eyes. "Saved from yourself? Or your own stupid decisions? There's a major difference."

Second Snippet (Original Story)

a sneak peak of a story i *might* post soonish. <3

Tightening their grip onto the luggage handles, a passenger got into the entrance. They wheezed as they accidentally inhaled a musty scent, trying to cough it out. It somewhat slowed down their initial rapid pulse as sweat rolled down their forehead.

Okay. They were going to do this. No more delays. They had to pysch themself up but. . . but they still had some doubts.

Third Snippet (LOASTI, my beloved)

Nijiko scowls then it fades as her mouth twitches. She cracks up and throws herself onto an armchair.

"Seriously? How didn't you recognize her?"

"Hey! It's not my fault your sister pulled a Clark Kent on me! I literally did not recognize her with her glasses."

Forth Snippet (TDRC short)

Just before she gets downstairs, a meow greets her. She draws to a halt, seeing a familiar black cat looking up at her.

Fidel looks like a small fuzzy puff of black clouds with her thick fur. She meows. Cassie chuckles, lifting her up in an embrace. She cups her cheeks, rubbing her thumbs over them.

"Hey there, little cutie," she murmurs.

Five Snippet (L.o.T fic featuring Zarlie, sksksk. she/they prounouns for Charlie squad!)

"You want me to help you out, eh?" Charlie asked, a smirk pulling up at a corner of their mouth. "Hmm. . . Perhaps, I might be happy to assist ya."

"For mission purposes," Zari hissed, hating the flow of warmth towards her face. She dropped her eyes. "I'm a. . . I'm a bit rusty is what I'm gonna say. So. . . Will you do it or not?"

"I thought you might have been straight, to be honest."

Six Snippet (DC-based fic, same dynamic as the first snippet.)

"I'm just glad you're back," Carter said gently, his chest restricting just a bit. He let out a sigh. "And you've dropped by."

"And I'm glad to be here," Ray replied, his voice just as soft. "Also since I might be here for a little while. . . Is it okay if we take a trip around town, tomorrow? I'm interested in the sights that St. Roch's got to offer."

Seventh Snippet (Original Short)

They were in an expedition to check out the potential treasure hidden in the forest. No matter how much she tried to reason with the leader, she seemed hell-bent on going. She wanted to have a nice Friday night: not be here in the woods, where an animal might mistake them for food."

"What if a bear finds us then? Or a lion? Then we'll be attacked then crushed then eaten as food! Or what if bugs started crawling after us? [...]”

Tagging, no pressure tho: @ls-daydreams, @aohendo, @leilost, @fiercely-raging-writer, @toribookworm22, @sculpture-in-a-period-drama, and @cryptid-s-wips.

also you can interact with this post, if you’d like to be a part of my tag game list.^^

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Get to Know My OC Tag

thanks to @sleepyowlwrites for this tag. i’mma do this for krispin from tdrc.^^

sorry if this is short bc my boi happens to be very skittish, sksksk.

Rules: i guess it’s an interview featuring your OC.

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In a room that appears to be an office, a guy occupies a desk chair. Darting his eyes around as if unsure of what to do. Then an disembodied voice booms out of a speaker attached on a wall’s corner.

1. Are you named after anyone?

Uh, honestly. . . I’m not sure. I didn’t have a chance to ask my parents. And I don’t think I’ll ever know.

2. When was the last time you cried?

Well, a week ago, probably. Over a memory if I recall correctly.

3. Do you have any kids?

No, if I’m being technical. However, I have seven cats, who’re under my roof. I don’t see having any of my own, though.

4. Do you use sarcasm?

Unfortunately, I don’t. I can barely know when to use it.

6. What’s your eye color?

A medium shade of green. Most people I know compare it to a plant’s leaf and stuff.

7. Scary movies or happy endings?

Happy endings because it gives me a sense of something to believe in.

8. Any special talents?

Not really. Unless being passionate about painting and floral arrangements count.

9. Where were you born?

Around in the Enrevarde countryside.

10. What are your hobbies?

Let’s see. . . painting, reading books, drawing illustrations, spending time with my cats and those I care about. Trying to explore new things.

11. Have you any pets?

It’s less about pets and more about owners. If anything I’m their hooman.

12. What sports do you play/have played?

In high school, I tried out for a small ping-pong club. Other than that, not much.

13. How tall are you?

Just recently I checked and I stand at five feet and six inches.

14. Favorite subject in school?

*chuckles awkwardly* Huh, it’s art class and home economics.

15. Dream job?

Being a floral designer, who arranges bouquets. I like to share the beauty of flowers, and that job certainly helps me out with that.

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Tagging, no pressure tho: @apocalypsewriters, @idreamonpaper, @fiercely-raging-writer, and open tag.

also you can interact with this post, if you’d like to be a part of my tag game list.^^

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4 snippets, 4 tags

Thanks to @innocentlymacabre for the tag (x)!

As the previous version I did of this, this is gonna be four (sorry, I can’t do seven) random tales. Those that aren’t posted, that is.^^

Tagging, no pressure tho: @repressed-and-depressed, @fiercely-raging-writer, @pagesofcursive, and @poetinprose.

also you can interact with this post (x), if you’d like to be a part of my tag game list.^^

Very alternate first meeting of a certain ship. . . iykyk.

"An odd, long, compliment yet I'll take it. "That's the weirdest thing anyone's ever said about my voice." "Weird? I. . . I guess you're not used to it?" "Maybe in time, I could be." "Oh. I see."

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from the first draft of loasti, ch3.

"Ah, that sounds great! Good luck with the designs!" "I know, right? I'm not going to test my luck, though. Maybe after this, I'll get a client with impractical standards of what room they want. But hey, I'll have fun with this renovation while I can." "And take pictures once you're done, so I can check your work out." "Will do. By the way. . . how are your co-workers slash work pals?"

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from a fairytale AU of tdrc.

"Hi there, precious," she murmurs, bending down to pet it. "What are you up to?" It rubs it's head over her palm, vibrating with a low purr. "You're hungry? You want food?" The cat's eyes grow larger like it's filled with stars.

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from my 'such a shame W/entworth M/iller and A/ldis H/odge haven't been on the same screen yet' 😔 . . . er, I mean l.o.t 1x05 rewrite, lmao.

"Listen, I'm an expert at bad plans. . ." "Clearly, that's saying something about your leadership skills." ". . . but this? This is a horrendous plan, Snart! It's bound to get anyone involved killed!" "Well, you got any better ones? I doubt you've ever broken into a building in your entire lifetime. Or lifetimes, your Highness."

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Happy STS! 💜💌 What role does symbolism play in your WIPs, if any? What symbols relate to certain characters, events, or emotions? How do you decide what symbols to use, or what these symbols mean? Are they intentional, or do you notice them after they've appeared in the story? :) - @liv-is

hey there, liv! happy STS! thanks for dropping by. ^-^

ahhh, dang, i tend to not notice any symbolisms i add for most stories i write. i mentioned some for loasti in this ask linked. i have yet to figure out for blasted scorn bc it's still an enigma to me, lol.

for tdrc, well, i did finish it's first draft. i can say with utter certainty flowers is a part of the symbolism. just for growth and how it needs support to thrive. and it applies to cassie and krispin, who gets support from those who encourage them to follow their dreams. thus, thry thrive. 💐💐💐

#enchant answers #liv is #storyteller saturday #enchant: tdrc

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Seven Snippets, Seven People

thanks to @sleepyowlwrites​ for teh tag! but i’mma be cheating and put in lines from stuff i’ve posted. aside from some snippets. shameless self promo with links included.

Tagging, no pressure tho: @charlesjosephwrites, @fiercely-raging-writer, @sculpture-in-a-period-drama​, @idreamonpaper, @cherrybombfangirlwrites, @cryptid-s-wips, and @eli-writes-sometimes.

also you can interact with this post, if you’d like to be a part of my tag game list.^^

and away we go. <3

from a vivid display, a loasti short: x.

“Where are we going?” Hwan asks, looking out at a window.

“Just a cool spot close by,” Tegan answers, parking her car in an empty space.

Unlocking the doors, she opens one and slips out of the driver’s seat. Both of them walk into a pavement. Ahead of them, there’s a building with space-themed posters displayed above an entrance. People go in and out of glass doors, which seal open for them to go in.

Beside Tegan, Hwan slows down on her pace. She blinks.

She’s been thinking about it for a while. About showing her around Enrevarde and what cool places it’s got to offer.

After all, Hwan’s been abroad for about six years. There’s tons of sights to visit and see how it’s different.

Hwan’s eyes widen slightly. “This is what you invited me to see?”

from a fic set in a DC au. i’ve been having a blast writing dceu!carter hall! can you tell how much i love hardison that i love him too? and dang, i’d pay to see him interact with the arrowverse versions of leonard snart and ray palmer!

T.W: some suggestive lines.

"Whoa, it isn't all that bad," Ray replied, tossing his hands up. "I did a small nudge to allow her to pursue a one-night stand. That's all."

"Merde," Carter muttered. He pinned him with a wide-eyed glare. "Do you realize how stupid that idea is? For cripse's sake, man, she's into you! And you went ahead and told her to. . . Oh, God. I wish Kent was still here, so he'd put some sense into you."

Uh oh, he thought, twisting his spoon. Once Carter started swearing in another language, it was a warning for how things would get bad.

"Well, she should think of how I need to be saved from myself more."

Carter rolled his eyes. "Saved from yourself? Or your own stupid decisions? There's a major difference."

Ray gulped, looking away. "I am so not having this conversation now."

"Too bad, we're gonna having it, anyway," Carter muttered. "Ray! This will not go well! Whether Claude likes to admit it or not, she's got a guilt complex! What if she finds out you feel the same but she did that, huh?"

from an upscale composition: x.

Setting his violin back on it’s case, he ruffles his hair. He shakes any tingles from his hands while his pulse moves quick.

Gah, this evening, he’d be performing in an with a local orchestra. He’s been practicing for hours, quaking with anticipation. He needs to be fully prepared if he’s gonna do it.

Zubari’s gonna perform in front of an audience alongside with other orchestra members. It’s been a while since he’s done it and he wants to be sure he isn’t rusty or anything.

Of course, he knows his friends are gonna be grateful for him. He’s been playing the violin since elementary school. He’s got a panache for it and he attended music lessons for this.

Sometimes, people try to drag him down. To convince him to see how what he does isn’t worth it. To put his efforts into anything else. And if he doesn’t, he’s gonna be a workaholic. Even though, he’s done his best to avoid going in too deep.

Then there’s this weird feeling as if he hasn’t done anything right at all. His dedication’s driven some people away from him. They often refuse to understand what this means for him. How much it’s a solace whenever he’s in distress. It’s a gift that he’s willing to share with others. And if they don’t get it, it’s fine by him.

Besides, he isn’t doing this for them. He’s had to figure out on how to do what he wishes. To believe in himself even if no one else does. It’s a difficult path yet he’s picked it. He managed to make things work out for himself. If not for anyone else.

my unposted sambucky outsider pov, where scott and joaquin are up to no good. <3

Scott just moved his stick across the screen, pointing at their matching expressions filled with adoration.

"Do you see what I mean? They're aren't subtle yet they're so oblivious, and it's just. . . it makes me wanna rip my hair out!"

Joaquin winced, flicking his eyes at the audience. "Yeah, I've seen the toll it's taking on Scott. And he's in such low spirits because of them."

"And that's why!" Scott threw his arms, pointing at the screen. "We're gonna have a plan on how to bring these two together! They've been pining and I've seen too much to let it go on any longer! Thank you for listening to this rant. I apologize if it was. . . a bit lengthy."

The audience gave a slow round of applause, tainted by confusion in their expressions. Joaquin switched the dim lights back to it's original setting. He exited PowerPoint on his laptop, disconnecting it from the projector.

Katy stood up just as he shut his device down.

"That's it?" Katy asked in disbelief. "Is this why you brought us here? To announce that you're going to help the Captain America and Bucky Barnes get together? I'm not buying it yet I'm not opposed to it either. Just confused."

from unleashing the grand treasure: x.

“A pleasure to see ya, matey,” Titanrin replies, tipping their gaudy hat of the day. “My, my. What items do ye got there, you ol’ scallyway?”

“The usual,” the sailor answers with a proud grin.

The usual? Well, perhaps, they should leave without causing a scene that can turn the business into a frenzy. Nothing caught their interest for it’s only the same items. At least, they can get to keep their money.

“Titanrin, we have a mighty offer for you,” General Vitali says, approaching them. “My squadron manages to capture a rare creature so magnificent that I think you’ll be dazzled by it.”

Ah, yes. This infamous rogue, who stormed a palace of islands, and squandered for treasure that no other person could before. It was rumored that it’s she, who slayed a dragon meant to serve a crooked queen, who swam in piles of valuable coins.

They follow Vitali languidly while she guides them to a secluded area, where they find an edge of a rope attached a handle of a barrel. A unicorn, pale and ethereal, lays down with it’s eyes shut. Their jaw drops at the sight of it.

“A unicorn?” Titanrin asks, knitting their brows together. “Where on Earth did you acquire a rare creature such as this?”

from Reach to the Sky, a Cisco Ramon-centric Swan Lake AU: x.

Now that they were by themselves, Cisco couldn’t help except notice he reached the prince’s shoulders. Even in person, he looked. . . impressive. Okay, not just impressive but. . . but he was a total dreamboat.

Of course, he might be exaggerating due to his nerves. Since he laid eyes on the prince, his bundle of nerves kept on being jittery. Probably from meeting actual royalty face-to-face.

“Thank you, you saved me,” Prince Emerick said, his deep voice filled with gratitude.

He looked up at him, finding his dark eyes sparkle.

“You’re welcome, I guess,” Cisco replied, chuckling. He ran a hand through his hair. “As long as I have this crystal, I’m protected. So, technically, I didn’t do much really. I wasn’t in much danger.”

His mom would be scolding him for his lack of proper manners. Gosh, he shouldn’t be this agitated. And for goodness sake, he needed to calm his breathing!

“Really? You were sort of a bad-ass back there when you rescued me. I don’t know what I could have done without you.”

from A Secret Retreat, an original short: x.

Glancing at a clock, they snorted at the hour displayed.

They pressed a button on their phone and tapped it’s screen, changing their playlist.

As a librarian, who outsiders regard as too eccentric, they had so much time to rest. Yet they would rather be at the library, where things were too quiet. Or noisy, depending on any specific situation.

One of the relatively interesting things of working in a library were it’s visitors. To witness students search for information from a textbook. To see regular workers trying to escape into a story’s world. To see professors completing their paper work. To provide a check-out for a reader, who wished to bring a book with them.

No doubt that they all shared one thing in common: sleepless nights. Whether from their stress or procrastination, they probably couldn’t sleep.

Sometimes, a reader could get too caught up with a story. To the point they ignore sleeping altogether. In order to finish on discovering what occurred at a story. A rather impressive dedication in their standards. They could still read, however, they didn’t lose sleep over it.

The only troubling thing, though? They often had to watch students cram with their work. They often scoffed, . They heard they only went to the library was because of how they didn’t have wi-fi.

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HAPPY STS!! Tell me more about Krispin!! How does he get ready in the morning? Is he more of a stay in pj's all day unless he has to go out person? What are his hobbies? The thing that brings him the most joy? On the opposite end, what makes him upset??

howdy, grey!! thanks for this ask!!

krispin, ahh, my precious cinnamon roll. well, he's a painter, who works as a florist. and whenever he wakes up each morning, he does his usual bathroom routine. after that, he prepares breakfast for the cat posse and then for himself. he's got seven cats. and yes, he'd stay in his pjs all day if he didn't have work.

and his hobbies, he loves painting, sketching, and other artsy things. reading books and watching media sometimes. then listening to calming music. spending time with his cats, who he adores. ans tending to plants in his garden. these things bring him a sense of serenity.

and what makes him upset. . . hoo, boy. getting lied to and being treated like dirt for one. seeing other ppl be miserable or sad. ppl insulting the ones he cares about and loves. and his boundaries being disrespected.

dang, i haven't talked about him in a while. so thank you again for asking this. ^-^

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Find the Word Tag

thanks to @autumnalwalker for teh tag! it’s been way too long since I did this, lmao. as usual, these lines are pulled from random tales.^^

my words are: twice, trail, next, telling, & hands.

Twice

Yet, that's not what we're here for, remember?

For her credit card, it might be too pricey.  She's gotta think twice before she is sure on making a choice!

Trail

"No, I. . ." He trails off, running a hand through his hair, huffing a deep breath. "I'm sorry I. . . I. . . I didn't. . . I'm just. . . I overreacted."

"Look, I get it," she says hoarsely. "You're looking out for me and I insist on being an idiot each time."

Next

"You tell me. Because you've told me you had just seen her in the coffee shop, you dimwit!"

"Right," Tegan mumbles. "Hey, it's not all bad, is it? Look, I won't hit on her  at the next time I see her. No need to worry, I'm not that desperate. Although, I'd be good if I had her phone number."

Telling

"Weren't you a C.E.O once?" [blorbo C] reminded. "Don't tell me you forgot the basics of functioning in high society 101."

"Uh, no. . . no, I didn't! But it wouldn't hurt to ask for tips from you."

Hands

After she finishes her blueberry, she wipes her hands.

"How do you have experiences with horses?"

Tagging, no pressure tho: @moondust-bard, @toribookworm22, @ejsimpsonwrites, and open tag. your words are: upon, air, gone, and seek.^^

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The Genuine Repose

A/N: just a tale of two of the protags of tdrc with hurt/comfort involved.^^

Word Count: 755

TW: some romantic undertones yet the dynamic is platonic

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Trickles of rain lands on a window, resounding it's regular tempo across a dorm room.

Her stare fixes on the ceiling as numbness seeps onto her. She sits still on her bed, moving it at her surroundings.

After rehearsing and stitching clothes, she's been lacking energy. It's also her misfortune that her mind latches onto low spirits.

Someone knocks the door and she frowns. With a slow pace, she trudges towards it and opens it. She raises her brows.

"What are you doing here?" Cassie asks, barely hiding her tired voice.

"Just checking up on you," Krispin explains, examining her briefly. "Can I. . . can I get in?"

Nodding, she moves aside and paves way for him to enter. She closes the door and plops back to her bed, bowing her head. She scrubs a hand down her face.

She'd rather not talk about what's bothering her. She can't avoid it completely yet she doesn't wish to speak. She just. . . well, she isn't sure of what she needs, actually. Other than silence and rest.

If her friend isn't here to talk then it's okay. It still perplexes her on how he visits without calling.

Flicking a glance at him, she notices something around his elbow.

"Is. . . is that a blanket?" She peers at it.

"Yeah, I. . . you can borrow it," he says, stepping towards her. "Is. . . can I put it around you?"

"Okay." She nods firmly. "I'd like that."

He gulps slightly, laying the blanket over her shoulders. It falls on her back and she slightly tenses at it's coziness. Patterns of flowers embroider a portion of it in pale shades of pink and green. It resembles quaint artworks of gardens and forest.

She watches her friend, who occupies a chair while keeping his backpack beside him. He gets his sketchbook from it along with his sketch supplies. He arranges them on her desk, flipping to a page, where his recent project is.

With a pencil, he trails it over it. Probably outlining or putting definition onto the subject featured in this particular drawing.

It occurs to her belatedly that they're both too preoccupied to spend time together. She's sick of how much gets in the way between them. How much they'd cancel plans because of obligations for their specific courses.

If only she doesn't have to deal with them, she'd find more chances to be around her friends. Both Nijiko and Tegan are also busy with their projects, which are a part of their grades.

Sure, it's college and maybe she's complaining. It still doesn't get rid of how she just. . . wants to get a break from it. An impractical notion, however, it's what she'd like. Just for a moment.

More than anything, she wishes that misery would back off.

When Krispin rests his gaze at her, his eyes soften further. It mesmerizes her and intense relief sweeps through her. Even at a long length far from her, she drifts into his ease.

Somehow, her friend's skilled at surprising her. He'd be at his dorm to sketch or paint in solitude. However, he chose to go to her dorm to be her companion instead.

The way he looks after her and tries comforting her. . . is just. . . it alleviates her from her gloomy daze. She still doesn't understand why he does. And yet he doesn't have any reluctance for it.

Krispin lays his pencil across a page in his sketchbook.

"How do you feel?" he asks quietly.

"Better," she answers, her breathing falling into a relaxed rate.

"I'm sorry that. . . that you're hurt," he murmurs, his face crumpling. He sniffs. "I wish. . . I wish you didn't have to be."

She shrugs. "What else can I do? It's. . . I'll have to figure out how to handle it, somehow."

"If you do, I'll try being there with you."

"Yeah. Thank you, Krisi."

He adjusts his glasses and blinks rapidly.

"For. . . for what?"

"For being with me."

"Uh, well. . . You're welcome. I'd. . . I'd do anything to help you, Cassie."

"I know. However, it does help that you tell me you would. I guess it's terrible on my part."

"There isn't any shame in wishing for reminders."

Cassie gives a small smile. A warmth blossoms within her chest.

"You truly are. . . I'm thankful that you're my best friend too."

Krispin smiles back and her heart loosens from a tight constriction.

Both of them linger in each other's presence and he continues sketching. She wraps his blanket around her.

With rain fading from afar, she reaches for a pillow and sighs.

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Find the Word Tag

thanks to @sculpture-in-a-period-drama (x), inara, for this tag! this is gonna be from original stories and poems, and i’m makin’ sure i stick to the theme.

and happy pride month, y’all! ❤🧡💛💚💙💜

My words are: eye, flower, bruise, sun, and blue.

Eye

However, someone's latches onto it and points it at her.

With a grimace, she swallows and scrambles towards it.

"Hi there," Tegan replies, flicking her eyes up at. . . a woman.

Flower

Plants ornament the soil Tree trunks sprout flowers Moss slithers through walls

Bruise

With wounded deep hearts Cleansing of the soul Filled with dreadful bruises

Sun

Planets revolve around the Flames of the sun Rockets land on a

Blue

Birds perch on a sill of a window, singing to a bright tune. Another bird taps it’s beak on the glass as if to enter. Mild rain crashes down on a grove of trees, trickling over their heads, and turn their feathers wet. They shake on cold temperature of the night. Dark clouds scattered across blue sky, concealing the moon and stars. Only streetlights illuminate a location.

Tagging, no pressure tho: @careful-pyromancer, @kd-holloman, @indecentpause, @asher-orion-writes, and open tag. Your words are: vacation, further, crumble, and mountain.

also you can interact with this post, if you’d like to be a part of my tag game list.^^

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Happy sts! What are Cassie's and Krispin's favourite / least favourite school subjects?

hi, kly, ty for this ask, sksksk.

hmm, i'm going to answer this for their high school years. for cassie, her fave would be any language class and least fave is economics. for krispin, his fave be culinary and least fave is gym class, 😆.

send me an sts ask?

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Watch It Unfold

A/N: just a tale of three friends having movie night. and disclaimer, i didn’t see the movie mentioned. i’ve only researched it’s iconic scenes.^^

Word Count: 777

TW: only mentions of romance

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"Get ready, you guys," Nijiko says, rubbing her hands together. She picks up a Blu-ray disk. "Ta-da! We're going to watch this for movie night!"

Examining a title on the cover, Tegan arches a brow. Okay, um. . . not what she expected from her best friend, to be honest. Maybe an action flick or a musical. Definitely not this.

"Seriously?" Cassie scrunches her nose. "The Proposal? Why do you want to watch this?"

"Because I've been waiting for it to be out on Blu-ray!" Nijiko slips her laptop out of it's case. “C’mon, it’s gonna be fun! A rom-com won’t hurt anyone.”

Tegan shrugs while Cassie stares at the Blu-ray disk with chagrin.

They’re both aware of her slight disbelief towards that genre. Tegan gets it, totally understands. She’s no good at writing scripts that balances both romance and comedy together. Still, she can’t deny she’s been interested in the movie’s premise. Two people pretending to be engaged, just so one of them won't be deported? A little bit up her alley, really.

It's a Saturday night, where they're in Nijiko and Tegan's shared dorm.

So, Nijiko presses the power button on her laptop while setting it on a desk. She plops the disk onto a slot then opens it up. She clicks at the menu, playing the movie.

When it begins rolling, Tegan fills buckets of popcorn for three of them. They sit down on the bed with her between Nijiko and Cassie.

It's been a while since Tegan had an opportunity to hang out with her friends. They've been busy with classes, doing their own thing. It's not as if it's simple to arrange a schedule, where they can spend time together.

Thankfully, they managed to figure it out. Even if it's only for tonight and they might be dealing with college stuff again later.

The movie starts with Margaret asking her secretary, Andrew, to be pretend to be her fiancé. Cue awkward moments, and scenes, where they're probably blurring between what's real and fake. And add in with a delightful grandma, so much hijinks ensue compared to an average rom-com.

It gets three of them to burst into laughter. Even Cassie, who usually doesn't laugh at rom-coms. Tegan's ribs squeeze as her breath wheezes.

They comment on their thoughts regarding on what's going on in a specific scene. And while eating their popcorn. She's so glad it has enough salt and butter on it.

Even a sitcom doesn't make her feel like this.

Before she can stand up for water, she gets a bit preoccupied by what's happening on screen. Margaret's outside talking on her phone while a dog barks. And an eagle suddenly decides to. . . cause problems.

Nijiko gasps in alarm and Cassie's eyes widen.

"This is getting so embarrassing," Nijiko mumbles, squeezing her eyes shut. "Somebody, hold me closer!"

"Did. . . did a damn eagle snatch her phone?" Cassie asks, her voice blank.

Tegan pulls a face. "Okay. . . okay, that's just. . . so weird."

Weird enough for her to want a drink other than water. She still gets her bottle, and continues watching the movie. It's duration's not too long, so they reach to the scene, where both characters confess on how their feelings have turned real. They get together and it finishes.

A light sensation settles over her chest. She claps in response once credits takes over the screen.

Nijiko smacks her hands together. "So, how is it?"

"It's not a bad rom-com," Tegan says, failing to contain her grin. "I guess they're a better straight pairing I've seen in any story. It's sure something, alright."

"I. . . I had fun watching it," Cassie admits. She crunches on pieces of popcorn. "And they're believable together, so I don't have much complaints."

"Really? That's good to hear!" Nijiko laughs with joy while turning her laptop off.

Tegan tilts her head to the side. "Didn't think I'd see you like a rom-com this much, pal."

"Actually, this is a rom-com that's more enjoyable than others for me," Nijiko says, munching on popcorn. "At least, the main pairing gets to know each other while having a mutual animosity. They didn't like each other instantly, they had to warm up before they have feelings."

"Yeah, it's why I like it too," Cassie replies.

"Anyway, we still have more hours to go," Nijiko says, pointing on her watch. "Do any of you have suggestions on what else to watch?"

The three of them proceed checking a stack of Blu-ray cases, searching for it. Being like this with her friends did help her to wind down from hectic stuff.

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