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( ooc ) bruh nobody has told me that moving all of this stuff would take me 32894823893298324989823498324 hours..... ANYWAY... bona’s info is still not up but i will start replying to her threads with this account! 

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( ooc ) i will probably be merging bona and fuyuko into one account soon as well, i just kinda gotta decide how and where and how...... 

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heysunshinelixie​:

✧ ･: ༶ for goodness bakes with @fvyvko ༶ :･✧

It was convenient and possible to bake in your own home but if a better opportunity was presented, why not take it? His Aunt Soo knew how much he loved baking and usually never minded whenever he came around to learn a thing or two from her in the kitchen of the bakery that she owned. Now it was his turn to teach someone else and lead them to the joys of baking. 

A round of his game has finally ended, the results popping up on the screen of his phone which made the young man purse his lips in dissatisfaction. Just a point difference between their team and the enemy’s. Such a shame. Lixie didn’t bother to dwell on the results of his game when he heard the knocks on the door. “Noona!” The blonde leapt out of his seat, setting his phone on the counter before quickly going over to let her in. “You’re here!” He greeted her with a bright smile and gestured for her to come in as he rested his gaze on the gift bag she was holding. “For me? You didn’t have to! Really!” Lixie gave her a very small pout and shut the door after her, leading her towards the kitchen. “You really didn’t need to get me something although I’m really really touched.” He said with his hand resting over his chest, a shy smile on his face as he did so.

“So what are we making? Who are we making this for?”

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    fuyuko could already feel the other’s motivation by just his greeting and she showed him a bright smile in return. “ah, don’t worry. just being polite.”, she mentioned as she handed over the bag, taking off her own jacket and placing it down on a nearby chair. rolling up her sleeves, she placed her hands on her hips right after, nodding her head in determination. “for what?”, she repeated the question, pursing her lips. “to be nice, maybe? i’m not sure. it could also be.... an... easter treat? that’s the next kinda festive day that is coming up, isn’t it?”, she said with a laugh. 

    “no, i was thinking about just handing them out to a few people i know. i mean i could have just made some cookies at home as well, but i’m sure they will turn out better if i get more professional help. and definitely looks like you know more than me about this kind of stuff. and if not you, your aunt does.”, fuyuko commented with a grin on her lips, pulling her shoulders into a shrug. “and if they all turn out horrible, at least we had fun, yeah?”, she tried to reassure lixie, knowing that probably everything would be alright, but a bit of reassurance was never a bad thing. “so, what were you thinking? what kinda stuff should we make?”

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hooneytm​:

“ a lifelong war with mario sounds like an honorable choice of career. i will forever remember you, fuyuko-sama. legends will speak of your never ending duals and there will be youtubers speaking of your scores by the time we have flying cars. “ there is still hope he lives long enough to see these … if only to see what jokes people make about the future then. “ alright, choose your poison. i always use yoshi, we are soulmates. “   hyunhoon stretches his arms and wiggles his feet before crossing his legs. he is comfortable and ready to face her for a race or two.

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    “are you sure about that, hoon?”, fuyuko asked, raising her brows. “a lifelong war with mario sounds slightly stressful and annoying to me... and probably not only to me, but also to poor mario. he is the one getting absued over and over, let’s be honest.”, she joked, a soft laugh escaping her lips. “youtubers? i will have a whole netflix documentary about being that one person who just sucked too much at mario– a disgrace for my country, i guess...”, she continued joking, sticking out her tongue at the other. “does it even matter what you choose? are there differences? is one faster than the other? i need to know.”

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darlingbakes​:

sam felt more than thankful that she was able to set up a pastry table at the event. it was a way to make a little extra money as well as hopefully pull in a few new customers. not that the shop wasn’t doing well, but sam wanted to be more well known around the city and she hoped this would the perfect opportunity.

she had spent all week baking. making her finest treats, the ones that were the most popular, that samantha knew almost everyone loved. they were simple, yet decadent, and sometimes so beautiful that they were different to even want to eat. of course, sam hoped that wouldn’t be case and still she put together the most beautiful table she’d ever done, or so she thought. the event had only just started and over half of the homemade cookies were gone, she’d wish she had made more, but maybe that would make people want to pay her a visit at the shop instead.

sam caught small glances of fuyuko out the corner of her eye here and there, giving a soft smile every chance that she could. it was nice seeing her during day time instead of their usual timing, late at night whenever sam had been awake all night long making things nonstop. eventually, fuyuko had made her way over to small and she squealed at the sight of the dumplings in her hands. “oh! i guess you could hear my tummy rumbling from over there?” she teased lightly. “mm, i have all of my bests here. cookies are almost gone, but there’s plenty candies and cupcakes, oh! and i have entire cake here that i haven’t had a chance to slice up yet.”

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    hearing sam’s voice always made fuyuko smile, but maybe that was because of the thought of baked goods that always came accompanied with it. maybe it was because she was good looking as well – in some sense, women like that had to be dangerous; you can’t possibly be this good at everything in life, right? fuyuko listened to her intently, nodding along as her eyes wandered over the array of things strewn across the table. 

    there was something special about sam’s work – everything seemed so simple, maybe even traditional in some sense, but the smells and sights of her baked goods just felt right. maybe they reminded people of home, or a thought or imagination of home that was in their heads. fuyuko could feel herself drifting into thought, biting her lower lip as she thought about her different options. too many. “i’m gonna be broke.”, she said with a soft chuckle, her eyes finally wandering back up to sam’s face. “i’m just kidding, uhm...”, she ended up clarifying, not really wanting to complain about the other’s pricing or anything of the likes. 

    she felt her curiosity grow as the other mentioned cake, tilting her head a little. “oh, a whole cake?”, she wondered if she could help sam out with that – by cutting and most definitely by eating, parting her lips to speak again. “what kind of cake? i’m intrigued.”, fuyuko asked with a grin tugging on the corner of her lips. “not that it matters, everything you make tastes fantastic.”, she quickly complimented the other, her fingertips playing with the corner of a napkin in the meanwhile. 

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because i keep switching accounts as well as being on the main i feel like i completely suck at tumblr dms lately... BUT! i am always on discord and please feel free to just add me randomly if you want to plot or chat, specially if i somehow forgot to reply to something! here it is: zl🦧#8793

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graffitiskies​:

closed starter for @fvyvko​ ✒️

okay, maybe this wasn’t particularly what the calligraphy table had in mind when they’d invited people over to write and draw. she’d bypassed the piece of parchment she’d been handed completely and had instead taken to applying the ink directly to her skin. she was currently fixated on completing the ornate pattern she’d begun drawing around the small tattoo on her finger, almost giving the appearance of a ring with varying branches that cascaded up her finger. she completed it by filling in the heart, making it completely black. 

placing the pen down, she bashfully avoided the strange looks she was getting from the people who’d used their calligraphy tools in the correct manner, noticing fuyuko standing nearby as well, she offered up a small, shy smile. “i know…i was supposed to use the paper. still, it looks quite nice, don’t you think?” her words meandered, as she extended her hand to display her artwork. truthfully, the ink was a bit too loose for the design to stay on skin without smearing. it had started to seep into the finer creases of her dermis, branching off further into what resembled tiny veins. “huh…maybe not…anyway, i didn’t really know what to draw on the paper, so i just started doodling on myself. still, i wanted to draw something. maybe send it to my brother at college.” she added, saying the last part with a very specific passiveness.

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    fuyuko had been focused on moving the brush in the right angle over the paper, something that was quite hard. after all, there were certain rules to follow with calligraphy, or at least things that should be done and other things that should be avoided, so it took her a large amount of time to just draw one character. and there were many left. with a soft sigh, she pushed up the sleeves of her shirt, maybe that would help her write better.

    she perked up a little as she heard yooseul’s voice, raising her brows a little. her gaze slowly shifted from her crooked character to find the other’s hand, eyes widening a little. “oh, wow.”, she mouthed, amazed that the other had even had the idea to draw on her skin instead. “you did that?”, maybe fuyuko was acting a bit too excited at the other’s actions, however it was a good distraction to stop worrying about whatever was on her paper. “ah, that looks way better than what i have. i have never been too good at calligraphy, not even back in school...”, the private investigator remembered, shaking her head lightly. “what do you want to draw?”, fuyuko asked yooseul, offering her her own brush. “you could always just go with the circle of life or something.”

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kkyungz​:

with the detective’s guidance, they safely made it back to their tent, which is impressive but not surprising. fuyuko is the mature one that seems to be able to handle whatever is thrown at her. while kyungmi——kyungmi is not. without the other, the student would still be in the forest, probably accepting her fate of impending death. although when she tells this adventure to friends, she may take the credit.

she follows like a trained puppy, silent and well-behaved mostly because she’d also like to lay down in an insulated tent. it’s been a long day, and if she could sleep off the remaining high, that’ll be ideal. the blanket wrapping around her body proved the other had the same thought. or she gained mind-reading powers. in kyungmi’s current state, both are plausible. she smiles at the kind gesture. however, the deep sigh is not going unnoticed—until fuyuko tripped into the tent, causing a laugh from kyungmi. her entrance wasn’t elegant either, but at least she didn’t fall. “ i’m right here. stop yelling. ” she rested on her knees, zipping the door closed. although they were alone the entire time, once the zipper met the end of its track, a sense of privacy engulfed her. a smirk pulling her features in deviltry.

“ snacks? ” she asks, spinning around and not hesitating to crawl on top of the detective. a hand gently cups the girl’s soft cheek while a thumb slides across her lower lip. “ let’s get warm first before eating. ” the suggestion came with a chuckle before the space between them sealed shut. a kiss planted on lips. her over-eager attitude had her tongue sneak out to graze her upper lip before remembering; slow. she needs to go slow. “ what kind of snacks? ” she mumbles against the other, pulling her head back to look around the dark canvas shelter. “ i think i brought shrimp chips in my backpack. ”

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     her eyes landed on kyungmi zipping up the tent, mentally thanking her for keeping the cold out. her own body felt heavy, as if she was melting into the sleeping back underneath her, the world still spinning slowly around her. at least there were no aliens around anymore. a soft sigh of relief escaped her parted lips, her head moving back down as she heard the last zipper being closed. “i wasn’t even yelling...”, fuyuko said softly this time, unaware that she was mumbling her words at this point. she felt so incredibly tired all of a sudden, that she didn’t even quite register kyungmi moving. 

    ‘snacks’ – fuyuko was hit with kyungmi’s weight on top of her, finally opening her eyes again. the hand on her cheek felt cold and fuyuko looked up at the other, trying to process slowly. “yes, it’s a bit cold...”, she managed to whisper out before she felt the other’s lips on hers once more. it reminded her of the last time, but this time seemed more certain, without the doubt looming in the back of her mind. just having parted her own lips for the other, kyungmi had pulled away a little again. “mmh.”, she let out, bringing her hand up to be placed on the younger’s neck, playing with her hair a little. “shrimp chips?”, fuyuko asked back, raising her brows a little. this time she wasn’t moving away to leave. 

    she didn’t really want the other to move, neither did she want to move herself, so she just let out a soft groan. “god, let’s get rid of these terribly... cold, moist and dirty clothes.”, fuyuko had been feeling bothered by her jacket and pants for a while now and she didn’t want her shoes anymore either. sitting up, she just pushed kyungmi along with herself – hands working slowly but surely, grabbing onto kyungmi’s jacket first, pushing it off her shoulders and putting it aside before removing her own. “i hope i speak for the both of us when i say it might be cozier in the dry, warm blankets.”, she explained, reaching out with both of her hands to cup kyungmi’s cheeks, pulling her in to press another peck onto her lips. “are you feeling okay?”

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event starter for @kkyungz​

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    fuyuko never saw much of a cook in kyungmi. after all, she somehow imagined her to be very this or that and on the scale right now she seemed more on the chaotic side, like someone who wouldn’t really bother to make their own lunch. but maybe, just maybe, the other would have some tricks up her sleeve, since kyungmi never stopped surprising fuyuko. “you have to really get in there.”, the private detective said as she watched kyungmi kneading the dough. “it needs to be super smooth, here–”, she said as she stepped closer, pulling up her sleeves once more, grabbing onto kyungmi’s wrists gently, helping her to push down on the dough. “let out your aggressions or something, i know you can do that.”

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hooneytm​:

event starter | @fvyvko​

“ have you come to battle the original mario after mocking you for so long on your switch? “ hyunhoon likes to believe he can see a fire burning within her eyes, one that is ready to fight. he’s still amazed what kind of games they found hidden in boxes somebody once left behind. there are some classics amongst the many titles. “ unless you want me to kick your butt in mario kart? I should warn you, i spent weeks playing that game. i’m good at it. “  a soft chuckle comes over his lips. “ just kidding, since you seem to take a break from your harsh duty as dumpling master, i shall give you all the three seconds of racing ahead. “

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    fuyuko chuckled at hyunhoon’s remark as she sat down on the chair that was facing the screen they had hung up. she took the controller into her hands – it almost felt foreign. it had been a while since she had one of those in between her fingers, only remembering it from her childhood. “yes, i have come to pick a bone with mario once more.”, she admitted, knowing that she would probably fail horribly just as she did before. she let out a scoff at the other, nodding her head in the end. “you know what, you’re right. i probably need all of the seconds ahead. but who knows, maybe this time around mario will actually do what i want him to do. but you know what, if you win i will get you some fresh dumplings in return.”

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event starter for @darlingbakes​

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    fuyuko had been eyeing the pastry table from where she was standing, hands buried deep in dough, kneading it. she knew she was going to be sore from all the kneading she had done already, however the prospect of having delicious dumplings and making others happy with them was enough for her to endure it. while eungi had been busy with the fillings and whatever he was doing, fuyuko was preparing the wrappers and trying her best to seal up the little dumplings in any pretty fashion so that they would look good enough. 

    her eyes always kept wandering back to sam, wondering how the little pastries strewn across her table would taste like and she knew she would have to head over there soon. it definitely was just the sweets, not her attractive neighbor, fuyuko kept telling herself to calm her nerves – her looks definitely had nothing to do with how good her pastries tasted, after all. as her eyes landed back on the pot of water, she saw a few dumplings floating around and she quickly got her hands out of the dough, grabbing a bowl and placing the dumplings into it. 

    wiping her hands on the apron she had put on, she left white streeks of dough and flour on it, but with bowl in hand she quickly walked over to where sam had put up her little table. with a bright smile on her lips, fuyuko placed down her bowl of dumplings on the other’s table, bowing her head a little. “hi, sam.”, she said, pushing the bowl towards the other. “i brought you some dumplings. i’m not sure if they’re good though...”, fuyuko admitted sheepishly, letting out a soft laugh. “ah... i was hoping i could try some of your sweets?”

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jvnesvmmer​:

☆ closed. @fvyvko

june was sitting in a coffee shop when she someone familiar she had seen at her apartment complex before. she wanted to blow a kiss at the some who she thought to be name fuyuko? was it? either way she was interested in her. she thought it might be interesting to interrupt what she was doing. maybe catch up on something. should she bring up their shared abode or something more interesting like her favorite chocolate? she was trying to see what she could possibly get out of a conversation with the person she recognized walking around the complex.

“so you seem like a police officer or something,” she said as she pulled up a green chair and sat directly across from the vacant expression of the friendship she was pursuing. it was difficult to tell if she was annoying her or anything. she hoped she wasn’t annoying her but things were so hard to tell. “my name’s june kim i’ve seen you around my apartment complex right? ii just moved in recently so i’m sure you haven’t seen me around much but i’m excited to be here.”  the place was bustling with noise. it was nice to know that a fellow mate would be seen at her regular coffee place. it wasn’t like she didn’t go to other coffee places she just currently liked the way this one served their tea. 

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    fuyuko perked up a little when the other woman approached her. she wasn’t used to random greetings out in the wild, especially with someone trying to guess her job. maybe she had been staring around too hard, coming off as some sort of authority. “huh?”, came out of her lips, looking up to see who was talking to her. blinking a few times, she recognized the other woman from the apartments, her hands wrapping around the cup of coffee she had in front of her. letting out a sheepish laugh, fuyuko pointed at herself. “a police offer? me?”, she shook her head, denying the other’s guess. “not quite. but hi june.”, she greeted the other. 

    “yes, we might have seen each other around. i usually just hurry through the hallways to get out of there.”, she noted with a smile on her lips. “you just moved, huh? interesting.”, fuyuko said as she brought her cup of coffee up to her lips to take a sip of it. with her eyes squinting a little, she looked at the other, head tilted. why did she seem kind of familiar? “do i really just know you from the apartments? i feel like i have seen you before.”, she noted, curious. sometimes she forgot about when she encountered people for the first time, but june seemed more familiar than just someone she would have encountered in a hallway once or twice. 

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eungis​:

       “ of course. what else is there to offer, if not a piece of my mind ?? ” with anyone else there would still be resistance left in eungi, but trying to pick a fight out of something so petty with fuyuko wouldn’t exactly be the same as arguing with the rest of the world. “ right. i’ll be taking your silence with incredible value. only because behind it, you’re clearly trying to look out for me, ” the man quips back, grinning. he’d rather be caught dead than admit it aloud, but it’s inching towards heartwarming to be around fuyuko. perhaps, to the extent of being surrounded by a figure of an older sibling. handing over the baton of a role he’s so used to playing, and now for once, eungi gets to be on the receiving end. “ oh no, definitely not. we can leave all the milfs for you, thank you very much. ” 

       although tempting, eungi manages to restrain himself from cutting her sentences, letting the older finish her spiel before nitpicking through ( what he senses to be ) logical fallacies. “ if we’re going with your logic that he does everything by himself, then wouldn’t that mean that we could just find him at reception ?? ” he couldn’t help but let out a scoff, “ except there are four buildings and hence, four different receptionists at a time. i doubt that this is some scifi movie where our landlord’s actually some extraterrestrial being with the ability to clone himself. ” his lack of awareness was concealed behind the absence of a proper answer, offering his go-to mechanism of snappy retorts instead. comedic relief, some would say. but really, maybe this was a sign for eungi to stop taking things for granted.

       eungi swallows thickly, ducking his head slightly at the words that slipped through the woman’s lips. it’s nothing serious, he tells himself. just regular banter between two friends. should’ve known better than to instantly acquire a concrete solution from merely one conversation, right ?? but there’s this tight, stuffy feeling growing inside his chest that he absolutely hated. eungi never liked things he didn’t understand. eungi never liked having his ideas brushed away either. it’s the expectation of being perfect that’s instilled inside his mind, a standard he unconsciously sets on himself in every little feat he undertakes. “ i’ll take my chances, ” he replies simply, lips pursed into a forced smile. 

       it’s as if a flip switches back on inside his brain once fuyuko pushes her inquiry, rubbing his temples in thought. “ there’s a girl. i don’t know– i mean, i don’t recall her name, but she’s had trouble with some loud neighbours too. ” some was clearly an overstatement – from memory, there’s only been that one obnoxious construction worker ever referred to by #0214, but a white lie won’t do him any harm. in fact, it’d only help lift his case even further. “ i don’t think her luck is any better than mine though, considering that we have yet to find out where this asshole actually lives… and so her complaints would just sound like baseless accusations. ” eungi quirks a brow as he looks up to meet fuyuko’s eyes, tossing the question back at her. “ what about you ?? has anyone else complained to you about this ?? maybe even reported a sighting as of late ?? ”

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     “right, a piece of mind.”, fuyuko reiterated, nodding along. after all, time spent with eungi was time spent in a good way – the other was witty and fuyuko could definitely pick up from that and maybe learn a thing or two. she laughed at his words, giving him a short nod. “thank you for leaving the ladies to me. i’m sure... well, nevermind. i don’t really know.” in the end, it was just a joke and she didn’t need to run it down. 

    “that’s not really what i said or thought, though. technically, you should see landlords around. have you ever lived at another place? if something breaks, they should be there to at least overview what people are fixing. he needs to let people into the building, maybe open doors for empty apartments and so on, so at somepoint we should see him wandering around, right?!”, at least it was logical to her, maybe things were different in korea – maybe eungi had had different experiences. she could tell that the other was getting annoyed; as he often did, however fuyuko brushed it off as ‘eungi behavior’ as she liked to call it in her head. 

    having more ‘witnesses’ to the noise definitely helped and fuyuko showed the other a smile, nodding her head along. her fingers had found her nape, massaging it gently with her fingertips sinking into her skin. “how about... we take matters into our own hands?”, she suggested �� still afraid of whatever consequences not paying her rent could have for her, she would prefer to just figure things out that way. “when does this noise usually happen? maybe we should be stalking the hallways and then just following it and have a good old talk with that person.”, fuyuko suggested, raising her brows a little. after all, it was the only way if the landlord wasn’t to be found. “i’m not sure... i have had complaints about stuff going missing, but not noise or a disappeared landlord, no.”

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96nikita​:

it all started with niki trying on some outfit she received from her sponsors, and after she’s got her make-up done, she decides that this look is way too iconic for her to not have a photoshoot for it. and of course she has an amazing set up at her place if she wants to take some pictures on her own, but right now she’s feeling a little adventurous so she ended up texting almost everyone on her contact list, and fuyuko just happened to be the first one to respond. “yes, fuyuko, you’re absolutely right. and i’ve chosen you as my designated driver and photographer. aren’t you lucky?” she turns to face fuyuko, feigning innocence in her sing-songy voice. “well, alright then. let’s go grab some late-night snack when i’m done.”

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“that didn’t sound quite right...”, she glanced over at the other after hearing the tone in her voice, making her somehow suspect that she didn’t hand-pick fuyuko to drive her. however, what was done was done and she was already in the car, heat blasting as she shivered a little. “i respect you creative people and wanting to get your pictures taken and all, but...”, she glanced at her watch, shaking her head again. all in all, things could be worse, and at least she knew that no matter what kind of picture she would take of niki would end up looking good. “alright, but you know what? if all the pictures end up shaky it’s not my fault.”, she quickly added on as she pulled her car to the side, parking it. looking through her window she could see a well-lit alleyway, decorated by lots of bright shop signs, understanding why the other would want to come at night. “okay, you might be right... it’s pretty.”, she mumbled as she grabbed her camera from the backseat. 

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what does your muse’s apartment look like?

fuyuko keeps her apartment rather clean and simple. it is mostly decorated in cream colors and she doesn’t like clutter too much. some parts of her apartment are kept in a japanese style that reminds her of home. she keeps her bed on a bed base on the floor, since she doesn’t own a kotatsu ( yet ), she has one of those foldable couches that also rest on the floor. 

where is their favorite place within their own four walls? where do they spend the most time?

fuyuko’s favorite place is either the couch when she is napping or her bed. however, the place where she spends most time at is most likely her desk. 

what is their favorite decoration inside the apartment?

a cute plant pot her parents have given to her before she left to korea. apart from that it must probably be her collection of cream-colored mugs and and little coffee cans.

do they have a secret hiding spot for valuables or secret items? 

fuyuko does hide valuable items. money often goes inside of books and other items get hidden in the kitchen inside of old, unused pots.