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[classichistoria]

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[hyukassubi]

🪡 17 | The ‘S’ In ‘Seamstress’ Stands For ‘Soulmate’

♡𓂃 Pairing -> (Former) Knight! Huening Kai x Seamstress! Reader

♡𓂃 Synopsis -> Growing up, you never believed in purpose, nor destiny. Simply following the path of life, becoming a royal seamstress didn't at all seem like a bad idea. Only thing is, it wasn't your idea.

Your best friend who just so happens to be the crowned prince knows what it's like to grow up having limited choices, and Prince Kang Taehyun doesn't want the same happening to you. The commander knight, in turn, has other plans for the future. After Huening Kai closes a profound chapter of his life, he seeks refuge from the chaos of his past, opting for a cozier lifestyle instead.

... And it just so seems that those plans wouldn't be fulfilled without you.

♡𓂃 Wc -> 944

Newsreading over espresso on an early autumn morning while ignoring the helpless screeching of crows wasn’t how Taehyun pictured his career to go, yet he’s doing exactly that over his bedroom balcony, Beomgyu next to him mixing up a slimy concoction with plastic utensils.

Above here, with this view, Taehyun often times sits here in silence, villain-face on, seething.

At least that’s what it looks like.

“How long did you say the dye will last? A few years?” Taehyun flips the pages of the newspaper, a brief run down of all the other princes of neighbouring kingdoms having achieved something. Something ‘great’, starting generational movements, so to speak.

Taehyun, unironically, did not care.

Beomgyu whisked away the slime, “As long as you’d like it to last!... Hopefully.” and then whispers to himself as quietly as he can, which isn’t at all quiet. “… needs more pink… needs more glitter…”

Taehyun snapped his eyes back at Beomgyu, “You are not adding glitter into the dye.”

“Oh yes I am!”

“…”

”… Please?”

”…”

“…FIne—”

“A pinch, and no more.” Taehyun said in all seriousness, pointer finger to the sky sliding from left to right. “I want my hair looking like strawberry froyo, not the Milky Way galaxy.”

Beomgyu continues stirring until a thick grime of pink bubbles up inside of the bowl, knowing all too well everything after this will go smoothly.

Everything will be okay.

Dying the prince’s hair pink was the last thing you expected to do today.

There, at your door stood Crowned Prince Taehyun eighteen and inching… so subtly… over you. Like, you actually had to tilt your head backwards to look at his face, which, in the trajectory of your whole friendship, you’ve never done before?

All you could do was blink, wondering for a second why that mattered as much as it did now…

“I’m sorry, me? Dying your hair?” A featherpen and yellowing-paper sits at your desk, Taehyun had noticed, not the usual sets of fabrics and needle plushes and boards hung up full of rough design drafts.

Even the sight of that alone was refreshing for him. “Yes queen, you’re the chosen one.”

You could’ve asked him, ‘Me?’

‘…Why?’

’Why me?’

‘There’s a whole lot of hairstylists out there so why me?’

The next couple of words that came out of your mouth went a little something like this:

“Hm, I guess I’ll give it a shot.”

It’s been a while, hasn’t it?

You and Taehyun, Taehyun and you. Together. Nearing the pond over a picnic blanket, watching as its miniscule waves brush by the grass.

Taehyun, in all his princeliness, allowing the warm sun to kiss his skin given that spring has arrived just days ago.

You, his seamstress, pick apart at his hair, clipping random uneven bunches up using neon heart-hair clips.

You can’t help but ask. “Pink? Of all colours, you chose pink?”

“That sounds kinda sexist, the way you’re wording it.”

“No, I just thought… well, since you’re unofficially the prince of sass, maybe… purple would suit you better?”

“Purple?”

“I dunno, any colour that screams ‘I mean serious business, don’t even try me’.”

Taehyun smiled and… it was the first time in a long time you saw the prince light up the way he did, still unsure whether it was real or out of habit but… was that a bad thing?

“I guess that would fit me… but no.” Taehyun stares blankly into the pond, “I wanted to go for something… softer. Something different. Because people change, don’t they?”

“So… you’re dethroning yourself from that Prince of Sass position?”

“As if. No one will ever replace me but… there’s so much more you haven’t… we haven’t…”

There it was, in his eyes lied a certain emptiness that never quite sat there before:

Yearning.

The mixing of the pink sludge in the plastic bowl came to an excruciatingly long stop, or at least it felt that way. The way realization hit you, that, the more time went by, the more focused you were on your career, the more the people who once brought meaning into your life seemed to have grown, too.

And you weren’t there to watch it.

Taehyun didn’t drastically change, he was the same old prince from before… was he?

"…We haven't really talked in a really long time." You mindlessly mention. "I can't remember the last time we..." talked.

When Huening Kai left, when was it really, the last time you even saw the prince?

And instead of hating you for it, instead of belittling you or shaming you for being such a blind-sighted ‘friend’, he says slowly, "It isn't your fault. None of it is. I'm looking forward to spending more time in the future with you." you're all I have, the only special thing I have, he didn't mention.

Somehow, you can feel those words unspoken.

The rest of the afternoon was spent painting strands of hair pink and choking down silent tears.

Yeonjun came into the tent in a white tank and cropped joggers half-eaten by the dragon on their previous joint slay, toothbrush in hand, toothpaste foaming in his mouth. “Commander cutie patootie Kaiiii, we’re ordering drinks right now do you wan— Oh my—” Yeonjun’s toothbrush fell out of his hand and santa beard smothered his chin.

On a hammock (Yeonjun bought solely for his Commander), Huening Kai laid there buried in at least ten thousand sheets of paper and five plushies on his bedside.

“Can’t talk right now.” He flips to read another letter Yeonjun has never seen in his life. “I’m doing hot boy things.”

Yeonjun zipped the front of the tent shut.

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[kingmagnificoofrosas]

I'm sorry if this has been asked before, but is Magnfiico right or left-handed?

Nope. That hasn't been asked before. This is easy. Right handed 😌🫴🏼

Also, his air-controlling ability looked soooooo pretty, didn't it? I mean ... he could have used the featherpen by hand but no, floaty float is fancier 🤣 this in particular didn't make the task easier but it looked nicer for sure.

[tophattori]

TOPHATTORI - a one piece pigeon.

a study in stretching your wings. eating grain. and wearing a little hat.

independent, relaxed and very, very casual rp blog for HATTORI from ONEPIECE. featherpenned by JO. blog may feature piracy, rapscallionism and soggy crumbs.

[botanikos]

Let a student write with my featherpen this morning since it was her birthday this past weekend, and she was insistent that I bring it in after they learned about them as a tool of the past! Great start to the morning ♡ she also brought me a little handmade gift 😭

[bashibuzuk]

Looking for someone ?

[rainka-art]

Inktober Cursed Relics ~ day 15 - candle"Never let your demons take control of you”

[lisalarkins]

05/17/2020

[classichistoria]

Feather Pen and Ink Set - Calligraphy Quill

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There will come a poet

Whose weapon is his word

He will slay you with his tongue, o lei o lai o lord

O lei, o lai, o lei, o lord

He will slay you with his tongue, o lei o lai o lord

[the-ace-pigeon-draws]

Inktober day 7: Enchanted

Like this one

[nicolaslunafleck]

I made my own feather pen from a peacock feather I found in a zoo. #featherpen #penandink #drawing #nicolaslunaartist #figuredrawing (at Chiang Mai, Thailand) https://www.instagram.com/p/BzZSlvnD4QO/?igshid=1171m30a7udp5

[botanikos]

The peacock would cup his other cheek to turn his head, pressing his beak to his porcelain cheek. "Take it easy, I'm sure the other Goetia would understand you needing a little more time on recreating a spell to perfection, darling." --Andre

In any uncharacteristic fit of rage and frustration, Stolas had swiped nearly everything off of his desk. Journals with thorough notations, tones of alchemy and metaphysical properties and theorems, featherpen and ink — so many items, all knocked to the floor. Stolas' hands were thrust into the feathers atop his head with vicious grip. FAILURE IS NOT AN OPTION. It was imperative that his spellwork be perfect and the methods of approach be clear. But something was amiss. His calculations were off, the spell kept sizzling out; too weak, too misshapen. It lacked conviction, containment, and destination. There was no core for it to hold fast to and maintain steadiness.

When Andrealphus' hand touches his cheek, Stolas nearly recoils. But the gentle touch of his beak has the tension slowly bleeding from him. He regards the Marquis, sharp features softening into something fond. ❝ You are right, ❞ he admits with some reluctance, ❝ I just. .. I am loathe to ask for more time. I do not want anyone to think I am incapable. ❞ The prince turns, willing himself to lean into Andrealphus' frame, chasing after the affections offered to him.

[dreamingnerd]

Day 4: Spell

[phantomzone3000]

i recent wrote an article Tranzor Z verses Voltron its a pretty good read. check it out on Featherpen Press & Publishing at which i am the editor. i am looking for guest bloggers so DM me if you are interested. you can write about most subjects.

i am a expert in all things giant robots like Tranzor Z and company, Voltron, go bots and especially Transformers. for you collectors check this awesome Gundam

[leap-of-ink]

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