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Sometimes all it takes is the craving for something sour and one random video on social media to cause someone to return home with bags of veggies, a gallon of vinegar, and a box of canning jars.

That’s all this took.

He ran to jars through the dishwasher and was cutting up various vegetables, sliding them into piles.

He had a basic plan. But it was basic only to start.

While the jars were cleaning and he had finished cutting up vegetables he has looked up some other recipes….some were interesting. But it was fine! It was going to be fine.

Salt and sugar was measured for each jar and tossed in.

“Hey….you want a mixture of veggies in each jar or separate you think?” He asks out loud, “I was thinking regular, spicy, and some of those like…kool-aid…things.”

It could be Sungki, could be Baein, could be…any of them, really.
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This was a business transaction of the familial kind.

After that last visit with Lavender and Daeshim it became clear that for Hunter to be able to keep Daeshim and the Treejus he had to share his own little gremlins. Namely with Lavender. 

This visit was part humor because yes, yes he did draw up a contract for Lavender stating that they would share custody of Apollo and Hades when they were born. It was still worded very, very carefully however because he didn’t <i>really</i> want to sign over his offspring. But it would be good for Lavender and it makes Daeshim happy to see her being <i>very</i> fae.

The contract is held in one hand when he knocks on the side door and heads inside to seek the little girl out. 

But who he finds getting a glass of water is not who he was looking for. 

“Hey…is Lavy home or is she gone with Dae?” Hunter asks Lennon.

To be honest he isn’t sure how Lennon is doing with all of this because he isn’t allowed to be around really. But he knows the trauma that the kidnapping had to of had. He hasn’t seen Lennon even leave the house since then. 

“How are you…?”

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😇 Sungki

Kyong hadn't managed to get them a great place to stay but at least this motel was moderately clean and didn't seem to be surrounded by too dangerous of an area. He's still nervous about the conversation had at the bar, about the way he's sure Sungki is just curious and that it has nothing to do with Kyong himself. In any case, they got some cheap food from a convenience store and got back into the room.

"I'm sorry that the digs aren't that great..."

OTA

Kyong can be found in various places around the city searching for jobs. He's certainly returned to the Hollow where he got weird looks again and didn't linger long after putting in application probably.

At some point he can be found eating a snack in the ruinwood forest too. There's something that feels homey and magical about the woods and something akin to the area he grew up in as a child before he even knew he was a demigod.
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[ cravings are a thing that cannot and should not be ignored.

This is what had led Hunter into getting up at the ass crack of dawn and going to the grocery store to buy chicken and vegetables.

He can be found in Jaspers kitchen either transferring grilled chicken into a baking dish or mixing up the Honey/Sriracha/Garlic marinade to pour over the top. Rice is in the rice cooker, too.

Or, you can find him flipping through a dessert cookbook while he’s waiting for it to cool. He wants something sweet, too, but he absolutely cannot do the things in this book. At all. Hopeless. ]


…you are my spirit animal…you’re my totem of love…you are the child of the moon… Ew…no orange marmalade… you are the ruler of the sun…

[ he closes that recipe book and grabs another that’s basically all chocolate. ]
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[ baein has been busy the past weeks, cooping himself up in his little cottage when he hasn't been to the treehouse to welcome the new life into the world along with everyone else. and he already left something behind for the little one, but the truth of it all is that's not the only gift he's been preparing.

it feels like it's the only thing he can do.

christmas isn't really something he ever celebrated back when he was still just baein, stuck going to a university for a degree he didn't care for. when jasper and princess were the only bright things in his life, and thinking back on that time now it feels so long ago and a little faded, if not a memory with his boyfriend in it. now... now jasper is there, but also not, and baein is so melded with the forest he never quite feels alone in a sense of the word. (until he does feel a little lonely sometimes.)

the ruinwood is his home. and it's made him part of it in a way he'd never anticipate in his life. and yet, it still doesn't feel like it's finished with him.

back to the present, it is yuletide, christmas, or more importantly now than ever, it's the time around the winter solstice, and baein emerges from his hidey-hole with a bundle of soft things in his arms, heading for the treehouse. (maybe it's also to steal a hug from someone. what? he's touch starved half the time he's alive and he just wants a cuddle please and thank you.)

this time around, he knocks on the door with his elbow instead of walking right in, hands too occupied trying to balance the load in his arms. ]


Whoouups—

[ he stumbles slightly with wide eyes before righting himself, and then calls out. ]

Knock knock~!
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[The woods tolerate the gumiho, but the house itself has stronger barriers. There are humans inside after all, and those who don't have strong defensive powers and also those who simply don't like to fight. He's a foreign creature that the Ruinwood isn't too familiar with, and therefore a danger to some that it holds dear.

He wants to hold someone dear too. In fact, Minsu just wants to hold someone period. He watches the occupants come and go with longing in his monster heart, catching their respective scents on the breeze like the creeper that he is. Most of them often have another scent attached to them, sometimes two, and it makes the fox wonder if he should do something about that.

Ah. But if he eats the competition, he'll have to start his 1,000 days all over again...

There is one whose scent is always pure: old paper and oranges. Dark eyes behind glasses. Ah! His bride! Minsu follows him everywhere. Please let him into your world, into your heart!

And into your room. He's literally pressing his face against the glass here.]

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