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youâre a mischievous scientist that really loves the colour mint. youâre career driven but still make time for silly pranks and outings with your closest friends. you love luxury and want the best for yourself and your family.
master the scientist career and complete chief of mischief aspiration
master mischief and logic skill
complete elements collection
iâm back!!! i was inspired to start another not so berry legacy by @simlypixies ! hopefully this time i will actually make it past the 2nd generation... iâm also playing in the ratsave by ratboysims!
*Here are some Amino Coin commissions I did for @chaosgemstone ! I actually added shading as a bonus for the one on the left- i was feeling pretty good at the time, so.
*They only asked for sketch commissions but I feel like the one on the left is less of a sketch and more of a manga-style picture lmao.
*Their names are Mint and Buck!
*P.S: My Amino name is Prince Balloon
*P.P.S: Message me if you're interested in cash commissions- you can skip the queue I have on Amino! To use these as an example- looking at about 7 dollars for the picture on the right, 12 for the one on the left.
a/n: specifying prompt, courtesy of dandhelions: âthe night before Byulyi is due to go home after visiting her long distance gf Yongsun, right before they go to sleep.â title from simple planâs âjet lagâ
~1000w
They tumble into the darkness of Yongsunâs apartment with their hands all over each other, melodious laughter filling whatever space is left between them. Byulyi kisses a smile into her girlfriendâs neck, again and again, and Yongsun lets the younger girl stay there, clingy arms and all, even as she fumbles to turn the lights on, hand blindly searching for the switch.
It takes a full ten minutes to reach Yongsunâs bed - Yongsun will wake the next morning with memories of stolen kisses everywhere in her apartment, will remember the way Byulyi pressed her against the wall outside her bedroom and just held her, arms refusing to let her go.
They climb into bed, settling into the sheets, finding each otherâs arms as if they were never apart in the first place. A silence blankets over them; the jovial mood earlier has shifted, and Yongsun feels her throat tighten around the words she wishes to say.
She thinks about the inevitability of tomorrow, thinks about Byulyi boarding a plane, flying back to Korea, flying back without Yongsun. Stay, she wants to say, please, donât go.
âHey,â Byulyi whispers, lips brushing against her forehead. âToday was a good day, wasnât it?â Yongsun can feel Byulyiâs smile; she thinks about how Byulyi is holding it together, thinks about why Byulyi wonât cry, and she canât help but fall a little bit more in love. Byulyi is her rock, Byulyi is her anchor.
Yongsun shuts her eyes, buries into Byulyi, breathes her in deep and slow. She wonât cry, she wonât cry.
âYongsun-ah, look at me.â
Another shaky breath, and Yongsun wills herself to pull back just enough to look up at her girlfriend. Byulyi smells so good, she thinks. She breathes in slowly, as much as she can. She doesnât want to forget.
Byulyi gazes at her, and Yongsun feels the intensity as her girlfriendâs eyes trace over her features. Yongsun follows suit - she loves the curve of Byulyiâs eyes, smiles at the little mole under her left eyebrow. Yongsun reaches up to feel the way the younger girlâs nose wrinkles. Byulyiâs smile grows, and she presses a kiss into Yongsunâs palm. They lie together, all soft kisses and warm, roaming hands.
Yongsun tucks herself into Byulyi once more. She closes her eyes again, inhales, lips trembling. She doesnât want to forget. Doesnât want to forget this, right now, the way Byulyi holds her, the way Byulyi kisses her, strokes her hair, holds her hand like she never wants to let go. She doesnât want to forget the way Byulyi looks when sheâs just woken up, hair tousled, eyes barely open, how Byulyi presses a good morning kiss to her so naturally, morning breath and all.
She thinks of the days she and Byulyi spent gallivanting around the city, the way Byulyiâs eyes lit up in wonder as they toured Yongsunâs campus. She remembers the way Byulyiâs hand pressed against her lower back, guiding her forward so that Byulyi could follow. âYouâre supposed to be in front of me,â Byulyi laughed, âyouâre my tour guide! Iâll follow you.â And she did - she followed Yongsun across the ocean just to be right here, just to be able to hold Yongsun like this.
Tomorrow, Byulyi will be gone, and Yongsun is drowning in her ache.
Yongsun feels Byulyi shift, and the younger girl starts to stroke Yongsunâs hair. âMy flight leaves at eight. Letâs make breakfast before then.â Yongsun bites her lip and nods into Byulyi. Her hands find the hem of her girlfriendâs shirt, twisting the fabric between her fingers.
âI have a can of kimchi left,â Byulyi continues, âletâs make kimchi fried rice. We still have eggs from our grocery shopping trip last week.â She pauses. Yongsun waits, feels Byulyi breathe in steadily before whispering. âAnd weâll wake up extra early so we can cuddle, too. Oh, do you think weâll have time to shower together? I want to-â Byulyi stops abruptly. Yongsun feels Byulyiâs lips trembling, shuddering breaths hot against her forehead. The hand that was stroking Yongsunâs hair slides down, fists into her shirt, and Byulyi pulls Yongsun in closer, closer, closer. Yongsun holds her, rubs her back, kisses her neck, cheek, nose, everywhere Yongsun can reach.
âI want to stay,â Byulyi whispers.
Yongsunâs heart drops. The clock on the bedside table ticks with each passing second. She wonât cry, she reminds herself.
âI know, Byul-ah,â Yongsun answers as softly. âBut hey,â she taps Byulyiâs cheek, âremember what you said the other day? Just another year, and Iâll be done with university. Then Iâll be back in Korea, and weâll be like this every day. Remember that? We were walking through the park, eating ice cream. You kept stealing mine even though you had your own cone. Remember?â
Byulyi nods, but doesnât say anything else.
âGood,â Yongsun murmurs. âBecause youâre right, you know. Iâll graduate, and then Iâll have to put up with your dumb face every day.â
Byulyi snorts, and Yongsun feels the weight on her heart lighten. âPlease, you love my dumb face. You canât get enough of it,â the younger girl says as she resumes stroking Yongsunâs hair. Yongsun doesnât answer, doesnât need to as she cups Byulyiâs face between her palms, thumbs stroking her girlfriendâs soft cheeks. She pulls Byulyi down for a firm, steadying kiss.
Just another year, Yongsun reminds herself. Another year without Byulyi. Another year, then coming home to Byulyi. A life to spend, maybe, hopefully, with Byulyi. Yongsun doesnât understand how her heart could feel so burdened and light at the same time.
Byulyi pulls back from their kiss, half-lidded eyes hazy with want and sleepiness. Yongsun smiles at the adorable sight and leans in to peck Byulyiâs lips one last time for the night.
âWe should sleep,â she says, even though she doesnât want to, and she knows the nod Byulyi gives is reluctant. They settle into their sleeping positions anyway, tucked into each otherâs warmth, breathing each other in.
Another year, and sheâll have this again. Yongsun canât wait.
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