#dayblooming

in which daisy puts as many snapchat filters on merlin as she can bc he refuses to download the app for himself @dayblooming

“So, how’s the training going?”  Though she loves her job, remembering her training still makes Percy’s muscles ache. Joining Kingsman was a long, intense process-and that’s just the emotional toll, never mind all of the physical tests. Every second Friday evening therefor is time set aside for agents to spend with their proposal candidates. Officially it’s time for the agents to help their proposals study, but Percy at least is using it as time to allow Daisy to relax and get anything off her chest. Sometimes Kingsman overlooks the value of simply having time to breathe.Though she knows Daisy’s glasses have been fitted with word to text translator, Percy still signs as she speaks. A habit left over from childhood with her brother. “No one’s giving you any bother I hope?” 

“My rocker is at home. It’s quite COMFORTABLE.”

      “ARE you ever ANGRY ?”  lila asks the question around a puff of cigarette smoke, bright red lips pulled into a frown. her mismatched eyes are distant as she stares at the city stretched out like a glittering, beaded blanket. “so angry, you feel like you could eat the entire WORLD, and it still wouldn’t be enough ?”

“D’you fancy a girls night? I don’t know about you, but I think if I have to spend time with one more man, I’m going to burst.”

“Daisy!” It’s an exclamation of exasperation more than anything, mouth forming over words she cannot hear herself, pushing sound out of her throat that she can only feel. The rest comes in hurries signing, expressions changing as her hands form the terms in rapid succession.  « You gotta calm down! »  Ada doesn’t quite understand why her friend is so upset. She tries to follow what Daisy is telling her, but it’s a little jumbled.  « Daisy, I’m going to hug you. I’m going to hug you. I’m going to hug you. » Three times, to make sure her friend saw the warning, before Ada steps forward and wraps her arms around her Daisy’s shoulders, cupping her head and pressing a kiss to her temple. “You’re okay.” She says, the sound of her words reverberating in her chest, close enough for Daisy to feel too.

not particularly?  like okayso just as a baseline, i have absolutely nothing against duplicates following me at all.  you do you, my friends and it’s all good.  i just may not follow back unless i know you/we’ve talked, but that’s got more to do with my self certainty issues than anything against other interpretations, and it’s something i’m working on.  if i’m more certain about a portrayal i’ll be more relaxed about it but if it’s a new or hc heavy muse it’s a little less comfortable, but again, as long as you don’t take me not following back personally, we’ll be fine.

ayyy 5(+9)