#orchidwrites

Yuta looped his arms around Brice’s waist from behind. He rested his chin on the younger’s shoulder before pressing a kiss to the back of his ear. “I was thinking tonight we could rent a movie or two, and order some food for take out. Unless, you want to cook dinner together.” 

it took him months to gather the needed information on her, the current surviving victim. ever since discharged from the police force, finding necessary information proved a trivial task for tae-pyung. but with the connections he had made through the years of being a police detective, it took quite enough of bribing to find out her contact. already knowing exactly what occurred on the unfortunate night, he could only assume that a monster was created from the ruble, one that wouldn’t wallow. making sure that the aux cord was plugged tightly into the sound machine, he connected the phone, far from decent or modern, and huffs silently.  using his hand to pull her files that were neatly tucked into the folder. sitting on the wheelchair as he pulled the small slip with a number written on it. tae-pyung dialed, praying that she would pick up while his other hand started to tune and change the pitch from the sound machine. for all he knew, there was no caller id, only unknown. deepening his voice so it could barely be recognized for whomever was on the line as he heard the phone pick up. “dong yun-hee?.. before you hang up, understand that i have the key to what you are looking for.” he said in a calm voice, but clearly distorted through the call from his voice box. “revenge is what you seek, am i correct? did i pique your interest, yet?” cold stares staring at the old phone as he holds his hand on the voice box. // @orchidwrites​

[2:38am] Humans are so funny! [2:39am] I am so glad you had a good time with them

“Minsoo....” His shaking arm reached out and fingers went to curl around the others wrist. “Come with me to get some fresh air?” He was sure if his friend could even hear him over the music but hopefully he would follow him out.

❀ ┊ ◦       " MOVE. “ she snaps, violet hues peering towards the figure before her. Rosalie clicks her tongue, another bout of aggravation beginning to rise within her. She taps her foot impatiently, already feeling her blood begin to boil. “ I haven’t got all day. “

Yuta walked up behind Brice and pressed a kiss to the back of his head. He looped his arms around the younger, “You need to take a break. You’ve been studying for over two hours,” he murmured. He unwrapped his arms from his boyfriend’s body and carefully rotated Brice’s chair so they could look at each other, “and you look tired. I made steamed rice, mixed vegetables, and some pork belly for dinner.” 

lets be honest, we were both expecting me to roast you which but i feel that would’ve been too mean of me! but let’s just start off saying that you are one of the many reasons i am still here and look forward to get on tumblr and discord to talk to you, i genuinely enjoy talking to you even though sometimes we sit in call in silence and do our own thing! you are also a very talented coder and you made a wonderful javascript for photoshop, that is honestly so amazing. you may say you writing isn’t good, but i see nothing wrong besides good writing! even if we vary in styles, yours novella while i am... just writing a THICK ass run on paragraph, you write very good!! you are also very kind and gentle, but i am really happy to have met you!

“sorry to barge in commissioner! just.. you know how the spiel goes, here to spread my message and rule the world. blah, blah, blah— i’m gonna say my master plan and gotham will choose its hero to save the city.” he nonchalantly explain while the commissioner was tied up. it was never quite about ruling the world, but he had to find something to keep these cops occupied while the real plan was hidden behind closed doors. “i’m doing this for me.. and part arthur fleck. speaking of which, he frequently mentions something about a fat joe in his journal.” he beckoned for the fat psychopath to stand up on the table with him, hoping that the sheer weight of the man wasn’t enough to break it. “this is my fat joe, say hi” jack listened as the male greeted himself to the commissioner. “you see, we aren’t crazy. you can see, we can be ‘civilized’ and well-mannered! but where is that thing..” jack mutters to himself, looking away from the commissioner before catching glimpses of harley. “oh shoot, i totally forgot!” he slapped his lap. “where are my manners! let me introduce you to the one and only, harley quinn! isn’t she a beaut, commis’?” you’re crazy!! she shouted towards jack.