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PLEASE check this project out I'm obsessed with it <3

Read through the first half of the game (scenes 7/14, approx. 14k words with code) here || Check out the side stories here || Detailed TW/CWs in game(s) description(s)

Yes, that influencer - I’ll spare the introduction, you probably know who I am. If you’re reading this, you probably were searching for something in the Passerine Hills Library and accidentally found this instead of whatever you wanted to find. Sorry about the disappointment. You can put it down and we’ll forget about the whole thing, I won’t be mad.

But do you really want to miss out on a storytime?

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Passerine Hills Academy opens its Golden Gates every year to those who are rich and famous, and sometimes, driven by ambition to become rich and famous. Hidden away in an undisclosed location, it quickly became a refuge for those tired of endless scandals, being in the spotlight, and running from relentless paparazzi. And as the saying goes, what happens behind the Golden Gates, stays behind the Golden Gates: spilling the secrets of others will lead to your own secrets being spilled.

In 2024, Tiffany Ragnell - one of the top influencers - entered the Academy. Whatever happened to her clearly changed her as a person; faithful to the rules, she refused to speak about it. For years, nobody but the people involved knew about those events... until you, a new student in Passerine Hills, found an account of what went down, written by none other than Tiffany Ragnell herself.

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Just a Bite serves as an introduction to the longer Passerine Hills series. It's meant for more mature readers due to potential dark themes - consult the trigger warnings. While the intended genres are slice of life and, later down the road, romance, more mystery- and thriller-like elements might come up.

Read through Tiffany's story and decide where it goes.

Find tiny hints of big secrets.

Learn about the life behind the Golden Gates.

Get to know the Passerine Hills girls and Izzy and decide who you'd like to know better...

...I mean, who knows what can happen down the line?

Don't think about anything too much.

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Hellllo can I say I love your Shiloh analysis' and because of you he went from my most hated to favourite character

YESSSS!! ONE OF US!! ONE OF US!!

This makes me so happy! while i completely understand why so many people hate shiloh, because he did hurt a lot of people and he is objectively not a good person, i think those characteristics also make him so interesting. He’s complex and difficult and just… fascinating. It’s always a little sad to me to see Shiloh being written off as just “bad” without any attempt to read further into him.

It makes me so happy to see others reading my posts and reevaluating how they feel about him 🤍

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"tumblr's the only social media without algorithms!" "you can still be anonymous on tumblr!" "tumblr's so nice because you don't have to show your face!" WRONG tumblr is special because you can have 3000 followers and still get an average of seven likes a post. i'm doing stand up comedy at a packed venue and one person is laughing

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Have you heard of apple bag ? Heard the dev was working on an update demo I wonder where they are up to in development….

Oh doodles !

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General headcanons for JB in a romantic relationship with a girl.. i love JB SOOO much, and i love your writing so I'd really love seeing what you come up with :3

♦ JB in a relationship with a girl ♦

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► A/N: OH I THOUGHT ABOUT THIS SO MUCH ► Masterlist

JB is deep, deep, deeply caught in the clutches of hetcomp.  

She’s a triplet, one of three identical sisters, which meant so much of her life was spent trying to set herself apart, be her own person, and be JB instead of just "one of the triplets."  

And she found that in the validation that came with male attention.  

It’s not like she hated men or anything. That wasn’t really the problem, she had fun messing around with them, don’t get her wrong, but the real thrill was always the chase, the game of it all.  

That’s why she put so much effort into pursuing the so-called “difficult” ones. It was never really about them, it was about winning. About making them want her.  

So she fell into a pattern: she’d fixate on some guy, someone sufficiently attractive and hard to get, and she’d go after him with everything she had.

Either she’d win him over with her charm and cunning, or just wear him down through sheer persistence. And then the second the relationship started to settle, to lose that newness, she lost interest.  

Rinse and repeat.  

So when she finally starts realizing she might like girls? Yeah. It wrecks her.  

So much of her sense of self has been built around being the boy-crazy one. So she’s in deep denial.

She’s just curious. It’s normal to think about kissing pretty girls, right? Everyone does that.

And okay, yeah, she did get a little jealous over Alicia when they were little, but that was just because they were friends! Obviously.  

But eventually, she gives in to that curiosity. Kisses a girl at a party, fully expecting that once she gets it “over with,” she’ll stop thinking about it.  

Except she doesn’t.

And that changes everything.  

Getting a girlfriend is a huge deal for JB. It’s not just about dating, it’s about unlearning everything she thought she knew about herself, and undoing many thought patterns she spent years stuck in.

Learning she was into women meant that she'd have double the number of targets, yes, but also that she'd get double the amount of rejections

JB’s got standards, though. Always has and always will.

If she’s going to do this whole “dating a girl” thing for real, she’s not settling for just anyone.

Her type is still "difficult";

She likes the challenge.

People who are cool and confident, who match her with or outmanoeuvre her sometimes, someone who sees through her bullshit and calls her out on it,  someone who other people would consider being above her league (not like such a thing really exists, anyway) or the responsible, mature type that would never consider dating her in a million years until she does.

JB's still prone to getting bored if things get too predictable, but she learns that stability and excitement don’t have to be mutually exclusive.

Her girlfriend has ways of keeping her on her toes, and she learns to really appreciate the comfort of a long-term relationship;

She loves showing off her girlfriend. In the most obnoxious, borderline performative ways possible.

An arm wrapped around her waist at all times, the smuggest little smirk whenever someone looks at them, dramatically sighing about how lucky she is within earshot of anyone who’ll listen, and especially people who don't.

She’s still a flirt, still effortlessly charming, but for the first time, she actually gives a shit about boundaries

If her girlfriend is uncomfortable with how she acts around others, JB will pretend to be all exasperated about it, sighing dramatically and calling her possessive, but she does tone it down a lot

She's really good to her gf even if she continues to be a perv :((

JB is good at reading her partner and learning how to deal with her quirks. Her gift-giving game is downright IMPECCABLE;

And she'd be happy to have a partner who gives a shit about important dates and is actually able to communicate her wants and needs

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CRYING THEY’RE SO CUTE

💛💙🩷💜

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XOBD Shiloh is the only one in that game that actually lowkey unnerves me, he's scary asf when having a better comprehension of how soulless and psycho he actually is 😬

I love his sprite in XOBD. He looks so uncanny, it suits the character really well!

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Also 100% I love how throughout all of the OL games steps, even though the LIs change a lot you can so clearly see that they're still them and you can even find signs of like the very beginnings of their transformation in the next step (particularly in OL2 step one with Qiu cause it seems like they do a complete 180 but they're obviously burning out by the time we meet them and with Tama you can definitely see the start of her anxiety and self consciousness forming)

YES YES YES EXACTLY! In step 1 you can already very clearly see that Qiu does too much and bends over backwards to appease everyone and how that ends up affecting them. They spend so much time worrying about everyone else, it comes to a point where everyone demands things from them and they have nothing else to give! While Tamarack's change seems a little more subtle. She's very headstrong and direct, and while she's a sweetheart, she often comes across as a little tactless, which cause conflict with other people. For me, the point where they end up in step 2 makes so much sense, and I'm living for that kind of development!

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Please check this out if you’re on the lookout for a new wlw game! I’ve been following PH’s development for a long time and i’m so incredibly excited for what’s to come 💕

Passerine Hills: Just a Bite OUT NOW

If you’re reading this, you probably were searching for something in the Passerine Hills Library and accidentally found this instead of whatever you wanted to find. Sorry about the disappointment. You can put it down and we’ll forget about the whole thing, I won’t be mad.

But do you really want to miss out on a storytime?

SYNOPSIS

Each year, Passerine Hills Academy opens its Golden Gates before those who are young, rich, and famous. Hidden away in an undisclosed location, it's a perfect spot for those in need of escape from the relentless paparazzi, endless scandals, and various other burdens, all under one condition: what happens behind the Golden Gates, stays behind the Golden Gates.

In 2024, Tiffany Ragnell – a famous influencer – entered the Academy and even though the experience clearly changed her, she stayed faithful to the rule and didn't say a word. Her story remained unknown to those who weren't there to see it unfold... until now.

You are yet another student in Passerine Hills and you just found an account of what went down, written by no other than Tiffany Ragnell herself.

FEATURES

[all points are about Amare Fest Version and will be updated for full release]

around 14k words

1 set protagonist, Tiffany Ragnell

an introduction to 6/7 main cast characters, since there's also...

...1 mysterious disappearance

[Due to contents of future updates, this project is intended for mature readers. Please consult trigger warnings in game's description.]

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Do you have any fun ideas of how yandere Shiloh in XOBD differs from normal Shiloh? Like how he feels about people more or how he views JB

One thing that I find kind of interesting is that, if you play both XOD and XOBD, I think that from all of the boys, Shiloh might be the one most similar to his XOD counterpart.

He doesn't kill, not directly, just weaponises his influence to get what he wants. We literally see him pulling this shit in XOD, the only difference is that his behaviour in XOBD is pushed to an extreme that isn't fitting for the og timeline. Compared to the other LI who are running around with actual weapons, Shiloh hasn't changed that much. He's as much of a scheming little bastard as before, just now operating with higher stakes.

Same thing with his stalker-ish tendencies-- I think they exist in the OG, but XOBD makes no doubt about them. He's a little creep, a stalker, an absolute menace with no shame. I love him for it.

The main core difference between them, I think, is their outward personality. Shiloh is far more eerie and weird in XOBD in comparison to his XOD version, which makes more of an attempt to seem normal, likeable and approachable.

That difference is clear both in the sprite work (XOBD shiloh is lowkey scary lol), but also because XOBD actually has character narration, in comparison to XOD, which doesn't and is far more dialogue reliant. So we get a little glimpse of JB's thoughts about him, where he's basically described as a husk of a person.

But I do kind of struggle a little with his motivations. I think that his pupil shape, the heart, kind of indicates that a relationship is at the forefront of his mind, which makes sense considering his XOBD version is still heavily pursuing JB, but I can never figure out exactly why. My theory that it isn't necessarially because he's interested in getting one over the other jerks, like his original version, but that he's interested in JB as a weapon!

Like, it makes sense to me that Shiloh would seek a relationship with her to have someone like JB on his side, that has fighting abilities and a willingness to kill that he lacks.

He can offer her love (or something similar to it) and endless attention, which is what she wants, and he can have a new little asset in exchange.

It's the power that he seeks, a guarantee that he won't be in danger, and he'll hve someone willing to take risks for him.

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help Qiu and Tam are both such flirts but like in such different ways send help my heart exploded 😭

YES I love writing both because of it! They're both flirts in different ways and their behaviours change sooo much from step to step but you can still see echoes of their step 1 selves through it all!

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I'm getting an influx of asks this morning! Unusual, but deeply appreciated ♡

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the way you analyze characters and write for them is genuinely incredible. How do you usually go about that? Where do you start, what motivates you? I know it might be a bit hard to answer and pretty personal, but like.. it just amazes me!

OH, THAT MAKES ME SO HAPPY! Thank you, so much, truly ♡

Usually what motivates my character analysis is school, weirdly enough. I'm a psychology student (eighth semester, so I'll graduate soon!) and often use characters to study the things I'm learning. It makes it easier to memorise concepts, especially in classes I'm not that great at, so admittedly I started writing analysis mostly for myself. I'm happy that what started as a very self-indulgent hobby ended up being interesting to other people.

I love being known as the "shiloh analysis account" haha

How I go about it is usually by replaying the game. Sometimes specific scenes jump out at me when people ask me about particular characters, and I replay them to gather screenshots and relevant information and jot down anything of note on my notes app, then check my uni notes and a few books to make sure I'm on the right path! Afterwards, It's just a matter of writing it down as a post, which is the hardest part imo.

I also really like talking to someone else when I have a half-formed theory. Sometimes when you put it into words and tell someone else, you either find that your theory makes no sense or you end up remembering more things to add to your analysis!

Recently writing analysis has been easier for me than writing fanfiction, mostly because reaching the right balance between writing a blank mc that fits the request's specifications and writing something interesting and compelling is incredibly difficult. Obsessing over details and overthinking story/plot elements come easily to me, so analysing characters is usually faster!

I love headcanons and fics as a writing exercise, though. It's fun!

Anyways. I love being able to write silly character analysis and I'm always so happy to get requests for them. If there's anything you wanna read about, please don't be shy. I love rambling and writing stuff for you guys ♡

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guys..... i reached the link limit on my masterlist...

I'm actually shocked. I never thought the day would come! I'll probably play around with the links whenever possible to get some space, but I'll need to start considering a blog upgrade soon. Change my layout and maybe make a special masterlist per fandom? I don't know yet! LMK if you have any suggestions

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Can you do another soulmate au with Qiu and Tamarack but mc moves in at step two (I'd assume they'd basically end up the same way without the mc being there)? Qiu in particular would be interesting to see cause of how closed off they are lol

Anyway love your writing ❤️❤️❤️

♦ You can only see grey until you meet your soulmate for the first time with Qiu and Tamarack step 2 ♦

► tags and warnings: Soulmate! Au, Based on this post

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► A/N: Hi! I didn't know if you wanted the same type of soulmate AU or a different kind, so I wrote the same! If you're interested in seeing a different kid, just drop a request and I'll be glad to write something <3

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Tamarack

If the idea of a soulmate, as a child, made Tamarack indifferent, it now filled her with fear.

It wasn’t supposed to be like that, she was sure. Not like she’d ever admit to these feelings to anyone— Finding your soulmate was a goal to strive towards, a consolation on difficult days.

It’s what all romance books centered around. It’s the topic of all of the songs people listen to on the radio, the advice columns on magazines the girls much cooler than her read. 

It’s a daunting notion, perhaps, but a natural one. Her soulmate will appear when she least expects, her world will fill with colours she had never particularly wished to see, and she will be granted a companion for as long as both shall live. The other half of her soul, a missing limb she had never noticed was gone.

But how could she ever muster up excitement for it when her future was so uncertain?

Maybe her soulmate was back at her old home, at the school she’d have attended if her parents had kept her instead of leaving her with her grandparents. Or maybe, if they followed through on their promises to take her back, she’d just miss her soulmate moving into the perpetually empty, likely haunted, house in the middle of the cul-de-sac.

A soulmate could be the anchor she’d always wished for, a tether somewhere, but it could just as easily twist into another loss, another painful what-if to occupy her thoughts.

And losing the one thing you wished for isn’t terrifying?

So she continues living her life. Hoping that she’s just another person to meet their soulmate just a little later in life— her parents had met in college, after all. Things would just work out if the universe could hold out for just a while longer, until her family’s mess could finally settle itself or she was old enough to make her own choices, put down roots somewhere she was certain they wouldn’t be cruelly ripped out the soil. 

She had heard many tragic tales of the sort, after all. Soulmates that meet briefly only to be torn apart. People who are meant to each other, but who are destined to just weave in and out of each other’s lives, only having brief, blissful moments together.

She hates to admit it, but the idea of suffering such a fate keeps her awake, sometimes.

Tamarack was tired of holding her breath and waiting for other people to make decisions for her. Soulmates were a cosmic matter, beyond the reach of any plea or plan. And if people could be fickle and unreliable, she doubted the universe would be any more inclined to listen to her wishes.

Every year that passed, with her world continuing to be coloured in the greyscale she was so fond of, made her just a little more hopeful, dimming the fear and anxiety she had long grown used to.

But things have a way of changing when you least expect it.

This Halloween was different. It was her first as a teenager, and she had obsessed over her costume for weeks. How could she not? Everything felt more important this year, like the tiniest details suddenly carried the weight of her entire identity. Adding to the excitement, her Omi had mentioned something Tamarack couldn’t stop thinking about: after years of vacancy, someone had finally moved into the empty house next door.

Before she could head out for her own festivities, her omi invites her to deliver her homemade sweets to the new neighbours.

Tamarack stood on the porch of her grandparents’ house, the evening’s chill nipping at her nose. She adjusted her cape— a flimsy, dollar-store last minute addition to an otherwise well-planned witch costume. Her Omi had insisted on the traditional sweets, meticulously wrapped and sealed in clear plastic with small bows. Tamarack clutched the basket, feeling every bit the reluctant Little Red Riding Hood.

“Go on, sweetheart…” her Omi urged from the doorway, every bit as boisterous as she always was “First impressions are important!”

First impressions, Tamarack thought bitterly, only mattered if you planned on sticking around. Still, she trudged across the lawn to the new neighbor’s house, pausing at the edge of the worn wood porch, and the sparse decorations out on the lawn. It brought a smile to her face— the residents had likely not fully moved in yet, but they at the very least bothered to decorate for the occasion.

Her heart thudded as she raised a hand to knock, suddenly a little nervous. She looks back at her grandmother, who seems impatient enough to do it for her when suddenly…

The door swung open, and Tamarack’s breath caught in her throat.

A kid stood there, about her age, also wearing a costume, trying to add in the last accessories while answering the door. Behind them, she can see boxes piled into the living room.

“Uh, hi…” they said, eyes darting to the basket in her hands. “Trick-or-treat?”

Tamarack blinked, suddenly hyper-aware of the weight of the basket.

“Oh, um, no. I mean, yes. Sort of? My grandmother…”  She looks back towards her grandmother for a moment “Wanted me to bring these over.” 

Before she can offers the sweets, the kid’s mother, appears behind them— her Omi’s attention quickly shifting to the other adult as they commence introductions. Tamarack shyly, albeing awkwardly thrusts the basket forward, as a peace offering. 

Her new neighbour looks up for the first time, her red eyes meeting theirs.

It was like a silent firework had gone off in her mind, flooding every corner with color. The drab greyscale of the world she had grown so accustomed to was suddenly replaced by shades she didn’t have words for. The red of their costume was vibrant and rich, and the soft yellow light from the porch lamp bathed their features in a warmth that seemed dream-like.

Her knees felt weak, and her hands trembled as she tried to process the transformation. She glanced down at her own costume, marveling at the green hue of her skirt, the deep black of her cape that somehow seemed darker than before.

They were staring at her, wide-eyed. Their grip on the basket slackened, and a few candies tumbled out.

 “You’re seeing it too, right?” they whispered.

Tamarack nodded slowly. She leans down to grab the fallen candies just as her soulmate does. When their hands touch, they both pull back like it’s fire.  

The moment is awkward for just a second— before she laughs, and accompanies her.

Her heart pounded in her chest as a thousand thoughts jumbled together—fear, confusion, disbelief. She had spent years imagining this, dreading it, preparing for a moment that always seemed far away, out of reach.

Now, it was here.

Her world had changed in the blink of an eye, and she hadn’t even had time to catch her breath.

“I wasn’t ready for this.” 

She admitted softly, barely more than a whisper. The fallen candies back in her basket, and her heart feeling just a tad lighter.

“Same…” Her soulmate replied, in disbelief. “Well… It isn’t as bad like I feared it would be.”

Surprisingly, she shares the sentiment. 

Behind them, her Omi and MC’s mother were deep in conversation, already swapping stories and laughter as though they had known each other forever.

Tamarack barely noticed. Everything around her felt distant— muted compared to the colors she couldn’t stop staring at.

She forced herself to take a breath, steadying her nerves. This wasn’t what she had planned. It wasn’t what she wanted. But maybe… maybe it didn’t have to be as terrifying as she thought. Maybe this wasn’t the end of her carefully constructed world, but the start of something else.

Qiu

There was once a time in which Qiu longed to find their soulmate.

Back when things were brighter, easier. When the idea of finding the person that stood on the other side of their invisible string felt like an inevitability, a cheat code to meeting a new friend— their perfect equal, the way to make their life just a little more perfect. Golden grove was a little boring, but it was a little town brimming with potential, filled with wonderful things, little secrets, they knew of, and they were eager to share with their perfect match.

That hope belonged to a different version of Qiu, though.

A younger, more naive one. The boy with sparkling eyes and an eager need to please who he once believed themselves to be.

Now, it felt like a memory from someone else’s life, not their own. 

Regardless, it was a hope Qiu had held onto for an embarrassingly long amount of time. Even when things became less certain, and making new friends became a chore rather than an exciting prospect, they still hoped anyway.

Fantasised about their eyes meeting when they took their bows at the end of a ballet recital, the world blooming into colour as they found them in a crowd, eyes soft and adoring, their appearance shifting with every second they conjured their little daydream— not knowing what they would look like, but wishing that, just at having a glimpse of them in a dream, Qiu would just know.

Or perhaps in the bustling halls of school, a casual brush of shoulders with a new transfer student would change everything.

It occupied their thoughts during boring classes or frustrating days when no one understood them, no matter how much they tried to speak: the ever-shifting face of their soulmate, the kind eyes, the idea that someone would be able to tell them who they were, someone who’d instinctively know.

Not having found their soulmate, despite their increasingly desperate attempts to do so throughout their childhood, had been just another in a long list of disappointments in Qiu’s life. 

It was just another testament to a fact that terrified them: they didn’t know who they were, nor who they were supposed to be. People around them had an idea— expectations, their own stifling view of who Qiu Lin was, and the more they insisted on it, the less Qiu wished to fulfil their expectations.

Like with most other things, in recent times, they had just stopped trying.

Why should they even bother with a soulmate, anyway? They had lost so much time together already. The colours their parents had described sounded headache inducing, the idea of a soulmate stifling in a way it hadn’t before. They stopped greeting colleagues in the hallways and avoided any chance to meet new people. Their friendship circle was small, and ever dwindling— And it was better this way. 

A soulmate would just be another person to disappoint, after all. Like the list wasn’t long enough already. It was better for them, and for the poor soul tethered to them, if they didn’t meet at all.

For that reason, the first day of high school was terrifying.

Golden Grove’s only school rarely got transfers. The golden-haired whirlwind that was Tamarack, their neighbour, had been an exception. But what made Qiu particularly anxious was the sinking feeling that this was it. That something was in the air. Some deep, impending change they were too small to ever possibly stop.

They couldn’t stop it, but they could delay it, whoever.

If locking themselves in their room wasn’t an option, which Qiu was sure it wasn’t, then the solution was simple. Instead of heading straight to school, Qiu veered off course, slipping into the woods that gave Golden Grove its name. The golden leaves heralding autumn crunched beneath their sneakers as they made their way to the old bridge over the creek. It was a cherished spot, a secret place they’d often escaped to as a kid.

The boy’s club, with Tamarack as an honorary member, had once made it their domain.

They throw their gym bag on the floor, huffing as it falls with a thump on the top steps, leading to the small bridge. Qiu slumps right beside it, fishing their phone out of their pockets to shoot a quick message to Ren, reassuring him that they’d show up eventually, and putting some music on.

The crisp morning air helped clear their thoughts, even if the anxiety still simmered beneath the surface.

Skipping a few hours of school seemed worth the inevitable lecture they’d get at home. For now, they could breathe, even if just for a little.

“Excuse me…”

An unknown voice sounds from right behind them, above the sound of their music. They’re momentarily taken aback. No one ever came here. It was a local secret. Who else would be in a bridge in the woods in the early morning hours?

A gasp escaped their lips as the vibrant hues overwhelmed them. Blues, oranges, and reds assaulted their senses, a kaleidoscope of shades they had no names for.

It was too much.

Qiu squeezed their eyes shut, reeling from the sudden intensity.

The stranger staggered too, pages from a notepad— Qiu’s notepad,  slipping from their grasp and scattering across the bridge steps. Their wide eyes darted around as if trying to process the same blinding shift.

Qiu’s heart raced, cautiously grabbing one of the fallen pages. A note they had made a few weeks ago on ideas for Ren’s birthday gift. 

Had they led their soulmate straight to them without realizing it? The colours were no less dazzling now that they started getting used to them, but the feeling was slightly more bearable. The stranger’s hair gleamed like sunlight, their features sharp yet soft, framed by a hesitant, confused, smile.

“Are you okay?” the stranger asked, voice shaky but kind. They crouched to gather the rest of the  fallen pages, glancing up at Qiu with equal parts concern and awe.

Qiu’s mouth went dry. Words tumbled through their mind but refused to align into a coherent sentence.

They’d dreamed of this moment for years, yet nothing had prepared them for the overwhelming reality of actually meeting them.

“I…” They swallowed hard, trying again. “I didn’t think…”

The stranger smiled softly, offering a hand. 

“Me neither.”

Qiu hesitated before taking it.

Their hands touched, and the colors seemed to pulse, brighter and warmer, as if the universe was reaffirming the connection. For the first time in years, Qiu felt a glimmer of hope.

Maybe, just maybe, they hadn’t been wrong to dream after all.

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Star Trek: Deep Space Nine "Past Tense, Pt. 1"

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Hi... So, It's been a while, huh? So... I recently cleaned up my askbox, and got started on most of the requests that remained there, so I wanted to announce that my askbox is open once more ♥

Feel free to ask for one-shots and headcanons!

I'll be faster with updates this time, I promise.