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[arafilez]

੭୧ ⼂ OH? CROCHETING ﹗

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੭ㅤ𝅄ㅤ ꒰ BANG CHAN ꒱

Chan opens the door to the apartment and says, “I am back,” in a sweet manner and an adorable grin, only for everything to go futile. He doesn’t hear you answer him making him tilt his head in confusion. He looks around and notices a dim light from the bedroom door despite the dark living room.

It is too early for you to be sleeping!

He keeps his bags down and walks towards the bedroom slowly prying the door open and a gasp leaves his mouth at the adorable scene that unfolds in front of him. You, lying on the bed, eyes closed and soft snores leaving your mouth and a half-done crochet top in your hands.

He walks towards you slowly, and gently removes your fingers off the pastel green material, giggling at how cute the sweater looks and then looks at you. He circles his arms around your waist trying to get you to a sleeping position but that gets you up as you jerk up.

“Woah, okay love, slow down," he replies and you stare at him, still in a bit of a haze as he coos at you, “Let’s get you to sleep, my crocheting star.”

“Mhm, good idea,” you whisper making him stare at you with half-moon eyes before a full-blown smile etches his face and he pulls you closer to get comfortable.

੭ㅤ𝅄ㅤ ꒰ LEE MINHO ꒱

Minho comes back home and his eyes narrow at his two cats sitting on the floor with crocheted cat sweaters on them. They nuzzle against his ankles and he crouches down and pats their heads saying, “Where’s Doongie?” Where is his third cat anyway?

“I can’t believe you come home and the first thing you ask for is Doongie and not the person who made those?” you fake-scoff making Minho turn in his heels and look at you holding Doongie, who is happily nuzzling against your arms. He purrs lightly in his sage green clothing and on top of it stays in your arms when Minho tries to take him.

“Someone appreciates this, at least,” you smile making Minho roll his eyes affectionately. He gently pries Doongie off your arms and places a chaste kiss on your lips saying, “Yeah, but I love you so that makes up for everything.”

“Hm, does it?” you tease but kiss him back as his head leans against yours and he holds your waist, stroking gentle lines against it. As you part away you watch him take out his phone and take pictures of his three cats before sending it to his friends.

“They look so cute,” he giggles looking at the matching and adorable sweaters and then turns to you, “You’re so cute.” “And you’re cheesy,” you giggle as he laughs along with you in the quiet home.

੭ㅤ𝅄ㅤ ꒰ SEO CHANGBIN ꒱

Changbin enters the apartment after his evening gym routine only to find it oddly quiet. He looks around and spots the muted T.V. and you lying down on the couch with a half-done crochet top in your hands.

He smiles at your adorable figure with an equally adorable piece in your hand before he walks up to you and sits beside you. Closing down the show, he picks out his phone and clicks a picture of you. His giggles are what wakes you up and you blink before getting up.

Rubbing your eyes you ask, “Binnie, when did you get here?” “Long enough to see you sleeping with that and take the cutest pictures in the world. I might win a Guinness World Record for capturing the cutest person.” You slap his arm and he laughs as you look down at the half-made top in your hands and feel the tiredness taking over.

Putting your head on his shoulder as he rounds his arm around your figure asking, “Tired?” “Yes, gonna finish this tomorrow,” you yawn halfway through your sentence and he replies, “Okay cutie, let’s so sleep.”

੭ㅤ𝅄ㅤ ꒰ HWANG HYUNJIN ꒱

“Hyunjin, Hyunjin, Hyunjin,” you jump around excitedly as soon as he enters the room and looks at you, a small smile etching his face at your sight. You are wearing a fluffy crochet cap, is that what it is called, Hyunjin wonders and a piece of crochet material is lying on the table in front of you.

His loose clothes on your body makes him giggle as you happily bounce towards him saying, “Look what I made.” His eyes land on the hat and the pale colour and intricate designs and he says, “It’s adorable!”

“I know, right?” you jump and he holds you and kisses your lips lightly making you calm down. “Let’s take some pictures,” you nod happily at his idea before you two pose for the camera and take them at weird angles just to get a good laugh.

੭ㅤ𝅄ㅤ ꒰ HAN JISUNG ꒱

“Baby, this is hard,” Jisung’s whine doesn’t go unnoticed by you as you finish the sweater you were making and grin at him. “That is because you are new at it,” you say making him pout more.

He tries for a good fifteen minutes before slumping back on the couch and keeping the crochet hook and yarn down. “Woah, did I finally find something Han Jisung, our ace, is bad at?” you giggle as he glares at you.

“I am not bad, I simply don’t have the patience right now,” he replies making you shrug, “Same difference.” You laugh loudly as he pounces on your body, tickling you, god knows how he found your weirdest tickle spots too, making you squirm and apologise at his giggly face.

Needless to say, a week later Jisung pops into your work-room with a smirk on his face and a fully crocheted sweater in his hands with the most intricate design as you stare in awe. “Told ya,” he says with a smug smile as you stare at it dumbfounded. He truly is an ace.

੭ㅤ𝅄ㅤ ꒰ LEE FELIX ꒱

Felix tiptoes into your room to surprise you after work but the scene takes him by surprise instead. He chuckles lightly at you, currently asleep with a plushie beside you and a crochet piece on your lap. Fishing out his phone he quickly takes some pictures and then wakes you up to make you sleep properly.

The next morning you wake up to a smiley Felix as you stretch lightly and ask, “Why are so shining before the sun baby?” “Because of you,” he replies making you snort, “Cheesy ass.”

“I took some interesting pictures yesterday,” he whispers before reaching out for it and you blink trying to adjust to the light. You look beside at his cheeky grin and a picture of you sleeping which is clearly from last night making you gasp. Holy shit! You are drooling there and that picture is literally his homescreen? Is he out of his mind?

“Lee Yongbok, you will remove that from your home screen right now,” you say, trying to climb over him in vain as he pouts, “What no, you look so cute.” “I am drooling,” you reason, eyes moving frantically and he kisses you before you burst into palpitations saying, “Yeah that is why it is only for my eyes to see love.”

੭ㅤ𝅄ㅤ ꒰ KIM SEUNGMIN ꒱

Seungmin enters the building and reaches the apartment putting in the lock-code. He looks around in confusion as the empty living room greets him and your abandoned slippers lie on the floor. “Y/n?” he calls once before his eyes land on the dim light coming from the bedroom door.

Walking towards it he looks inside as he watches you sleep with a small crochet top half-done. He chuckles lightly as he watches a bit of drool around the corner of your lips. Softly sitting down on the bed, he leans to the side and strokes his fingers over your cheek. You hum in your sleep leaning into his touch making him look at you endearingly.

He shakes you lightly and the movement makes you open your eyes, a hazy vision of Seungmin’s face and you stifle a yawn saying, “Hi.” “Crocheting?” he asks, in a soft and quiet tone and you murmur ‘yes’ and tilt your head against his shoulder as he wraps an arm around your waist easily.

“Keeping this aside for tomorrow,” he murmurs to mostly himself as he shuffles around in the bed, your light snores reaching his ears. He holds you and your head nuzzles against his neck as you two get into a comfortable nap.

੭ㅤ𝅄ㅤ ꒰ YANG JEONGIN ꒱

“Never making stuff with you ever again,” Jeongin complains making you roll your eyes at him. All this drama is because of a crochet hook. “I would rather die than crochet,” he continues and you sigh, there he goes again!

“Yang Jeongin you are insufferable,” you whisper lightly tapping his cheek as he narrows his eyes and says, “How are you doing it anyway?” “By having patience and not sighing with every minor inconvenience,” your snarky reply makes him grin and say, “Well there is my talented person.”

“Buttering me into completing yours won’t work,” you exclaim and he promptly replies, “How about a nice little date with greasy popcorn and cheesy rom-com?”

“Keep talking, it might be working,” you reply and he takes the opportunity to slide his arms around you saying, “All for my pretty baby.” “A kiss on lips and sold,” you whisper making him peck you immediately and you giggle, “Fine we can do this later.”

He enthusiastically puts the items away before running to bring popcorn as you select a show.

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[daitranscripts]

Hi! I really love the project and all the work you've been doing so far. <3 I wanted to ask if you knew what Leliana's HoF dialogue is if you defiled the ashes but she's still alive and if it changes at all if she's romanced with doing the same? I'm not sure if it's possible in-game but Keep allows that worldstate. I would assume it's the typical "trusted friend" and "my love", but I was curious.

Hello! This is actually my canon world-state, and it is possible in game. If Leliana is with you when you defile the Ashes, you can either kill her or intimidate her. Intimidation does not end the romance - it only lowers approval (that can be regained with gifts!). If she is not in the party at the Temple, when you return to camp she will either leave or be persuaded to stay (I think the Warden can lie to her? I'm hazy on the details).

The DA:I romance dialogue only requires the plot flag of "Leliana romanced" to be true, and "Leliana died" to be false. When you ask her about the Hero of Ferelden, she has 6 possible responses:

romanced, Warden died (and Leliana was not killed by the Warden) We were in love. Even in the midst of all the chaos, I was happy. Truly happy. And then [they]… I’m sorry, I’d rather not talk about this. ㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤ

romanced, Warden alive (and Leliana was not killed by the Warden) [They are] always in my thoughts, even when we’re far apart. My love is on a quest of [their] own. When the Inquisition has no further need of me, I will join [them]. For good, this time. I have lost enough. I will not lose [them] as well. ㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤ

killed by the Warden The “Hero of Ferelden.” (Laughs.) There are no heroes in real life, just people. And people can do terrible things. Like striking me down, for example. It’s hard not to bear a grudge. ㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤ

left the party due to low approval/crisis The Hero of Ferelden was not what I expected. We traveled together in the early days of the Blight, but joining was a mistake. We never got along. I was young and had silly ideas. ㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤ

any other approval level, Warden died I had the privilege of calling [them] “friend” before [they] died. The world seemed much duller after that. It still does. ㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤ

any other approval level, Warden alive I count her among my closest friends. She’s probably the only person I trust completely. I haven’t heard from her in some time. She just… disappeared. I try not to think of what might have happened. or I count him among my closest friends. I still write to him for advice when I can. He hasn’t replied to my letters in some time. I try not to worry about it. He can take care of himself.

Interestingly, the plot flag ID for "Leliana died" is not the same as "Leliana was killed at the Urn." Using the plot flag editor, there are two different flags for her death:

Did the Warden kill Leliana after destroying the Sacred Ashes? - Did the Warden kill Leliana after a crisis unrelated to the Urn of Sacred Ashes?

Both of these plot flags are found in in the DA:I files, but her conversations with the Herald/Inquisitor about dying at the Temple of Sacred Ashes use the flag for "Did the Warden kill Leliana after a crisis unrelated to the Urn of Sacred Ashes?", and not the one that is... actually about the Ashes. I don't actually know if it's possible to kill her in any other way in DA:O, honestly.

Hope this helps :)

Edit: Sorry looking back at the question, I never really answered. If you defile the Ashes and do not kill Leliana, the game will go based off the romance/approval flag - DA:I doesn't read the "Warden defiled the ashes" flag, only Leliana's fate.

[ripniklaus]

hi klaus what is the best art period and why

ㅤㅤ❛ that is a nigh impossible question to answer, as best is entirely subjective. ❜ he is clearly going to answer it regardless, feeling it necessary considering his self-imposed title of art expert. ❛ each era of art made an impact on the craft, and therefore all have inherent value. the renaissance is likely the most commonly referenced period, its focus on individualism still influential today. prehistoric and ancient art are both esteemed due to their nature of acting as time capsules, giving us a window to peer through to get a glimpse of what the world was like in those times. medieval art reflects the cultural deterioration following the fall of the roman empire and is characterized by grotesque imagery and brutal scenery ⸻ making it a personal favorite of mine. the baroque period was all about grandeur and richness, yielding ornate and complex paintings with a heavy focus on drama. then rococo is a softer style of decorative art than baroque, defined by its lightness and elegance. plenty of styles from this era can still be found in furniture and patterns used in décor. if you want my personal opinion of which was best, i would say romanticism and impressionism. the break from tradition in european painting was interesting, and the technique of applying the paint in small points of pure color reminds me of my childhood and making my own pigments. the vibrancy, emphasis on natural light and softness of the works gives them a wistful, near . . . romantic look about them that i find appealing. simply taking a canvas and colors to apply to it and going out to paint landscapes and daily life gets to the heart of what art is - finding beauty in the world and expressing it to others. and of course, modern art is mostly complete nonsense, so i won't waste my breath discussing it. ❜

[iamvercnika]

acanthus + sage :3

acanthus : is your muse deceptive , or willing to lie or deceive to achieve certain means ? why or why not ?

ㅤㅤ#𝒱 : "no,  i’m  not  willing  to  lie  or  deceive  to  achieve  my  goals.  my  past  has  taught  me  too  much  about  the  value  of  truth  and  the  damage  that  lies  can  cause,"  she  answers  sincerely.  "growing  up,  my  mother’s  overprotectiveness  felt  like  a  cage  built  on  a  foundation  of  fear  and  control.  she  hid  me  from  the  world,  and  in  many  ways,  that  was  its  own  kind  of  deception,"  veronika  looks  away  as  she  talks  about  her  past.  "it  made  me  realise  how  important  it  is  to  be  truthful  and  genuine.  i  never  want  to  make  someone  feel  the  way  i  did—trapped  and  manipulated."

sage : what is your muse’s legacy ? what do they want to be remembered for & what might they actually be remembered for ?

ㅤㅤ#𝒱 : veronika  contemplates  the  question,  "i  know  that  legacy  is  something  we  can't  fully  control.  while  i  want  to  be  remembered  for  my  music  and  my  honesty,  i  might  also  be  remembered  for  the  controversies  and  the  struggles,"  she  sighs,  her  fingers  clutching  the  ends  of  her  sleeves.  "people  might  remember  the  scandals,  the  moments  where  my  anger  and  hurt  were  visible.  they  might  remember  the..."  she  hesitates, clearing her throat,  "difficult  relationship  with  my  mother.  the  times  i  lashed  out,  or  the  mistakes  i  made  along  the  way."

"but  maybe  that’s  okay,"  she  nods  to  herself,  "maybe  being  remembered  for  both  the  good  and  the  bad  is  more  true  to  who  i  am.  i  am  not  perfect,  and  my  journey  has  been  messy  and  complicated.  if  people  remember  me  for  my  flaws  as  well  as  my  strengths,  then  at  least  they’ll  be  remembering  the  real  me."

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[souldug]

"I'm pretty sure I said you being stronger, and meaner was sexy- not fun." Katherine corrected. Of course it was a moot point because it was also more fun. "And I use doors. I just don't bother to knock on them first. I like being a surprise."

The micro change in expression doesn't go unnoticed. Not to her. Stefan is the center of her whole world, she'd notice if his eyes were a little more green than normal. Or if he changed his cologne.

Another pull from her glass and a quiet ah as it burned, and Katherine crossed her legs. Shifting in the plush chair as she set her glass on the end table.

"Something on your mind, dear?" It's spoken like banter, but that's just a precaution. In case he denies her the conversation, she can pretend she wasn't interested anyway.

ㅤㅤ❛❛ is there a difference? ❜❜ he countered, not sure why he bothered to ask when the answer was obvious. ❛❛ and people who show up as a surprise don't get doors opened for them. ❜❜

ㅤㅤhe eyed her for a moment, contemplating how forthcoming he wanted to be. after all, even at the best of times, he preferred to write his thoughts and emotions down rather than talk about them. maybe because he didn't want anyone else to know them, or maybe because he didn't want them to burden others. ❛❛ always. brooding is kind of my thing, right? ❜❜ returns the banter before deciding to be honest. ❛❛ just thinking about the resentment i have towards you, ❜❜ he stated, gaze focused on the flames flickering in the fireplace as he took another drink.

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[franzska]

This world's desire for a meaning is insufficient. I've always wanted to add color to it. When the time comes, they will begin to judge the nations and separate the upright from the other ones. But I can't guess the apathy so far. Maybe we're all alike. Vainglory; there's a trap lurking in this very word.

The eagle searches for land beneath the moving cloud. The sailor glimpses the land's rim through the swirling wind. The bird's dancing wings then cause the weather to spiral out of control. Closer inspection reveals that our world is hardly more than grains of sand. We risk losing all time but are we sure that we have a thousand of answers by our hands? Should I continue to dream? Must I start thinking about all of it? I'd like to extend my hand to the spark of this note. There may be some disagreements. Though, I've struggled in vain—it will not suffice. My feelings will not be muffled.

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“Please allow me to show my admiration and my love for you.”

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For the first time, I have this mindful courage. But these are only my rash judgments. To avoid being dramatic, I've stayed true to myself. I have my class, and you have yours. We'll never be able to work in this so-called temporal concern. I've surrendered to the struggle.

“You have bewitched me, body and soul.

And I love, I love, I love you.”

Led yonder, in spite of me, crushing the road of light and darkness, we'll still have our own 𝗣͟𝗿͟𝗶͟𝗱͟𝗲͟ ͟𝗮͟𝗻͟𝗱͟ ͟𝗣͟𝗿͟𝗲͟𝗷͟𝘂͟𝗱͟𝗶͟𝗰͟𝗲͟. We shall endure every trial, for I would never wish to be parted from thee from this day on.

[precieuse-monthsary]

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“Do you believe in destiny?”

“Yes, I believe in destiny; why do you ask that, my love?” she replied with a confused face.

“Because I believe my destiny is to be with you forever.” I answered with a smile on my face.

“Why with me?”

“Because you are the one I love; you are my sweetest girlfriend and my perfect world, Cezu.” She looked down in shyness with a flush on her adorable face.

She is my destiny; my path is with her, and my dreams will always be fulfilled with her. I love her with a true heart.

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[gildedoves]

Ah? You Want to Know How to Engage in a Cyberspace Friendship with Me?

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ㅤㅤThey mull over in their thoughts silently, probably trying to find the right answer to quell your curiosity. A half filled cup seems to catch their eyes this time, which has decreased in size due to them narrowing their eyes– "Uhm, I guess in order for both of us to start our friendship, we both need to make sure that we want to.. befriend each other!" is what they said, completely not helping anyone with such abstract answer. "Oh, what I meant is, please do make sure to talk to me once we've established a friendship bond between us, I prefer to put some distances between those who won't put any kind of effort to talk with me. You can ask me any small questions, approach my posts and I will do the same." They finally took another small sips from their cup.

ㅤㅤ"Ah," They blinks several times, as if being struck by another important thing that they managed to remember. "Speaking of forming a friendship bond, you need to know that I sometimes like to switch between 2D and 3D people photos or drawing as my profile picture. That– followed by the posts on my account. It can switch between different medias I consumed, as I have explained before. Though I'll mostly talk, speak and use 2D things in my account. What can I say, 2D characters sure have a strong magnetic force for me. So, make sure you won't be bothered by it, my dear still-anonymous friend!" Right palm outstretched, gesturing for the guest in front of them to take some sip from the drink, they smiled once the guest did as what suggested. "Hmm, I'm not sure about this one, since I'm nowhere near even the beginner level.. But I may post some writings and musings on my account, they will mainly revolve around my own way of seeing the world, or things I still can't find the answers." They sheepishly smiles, casting their sight down while playing with their thumbs. "And, and– I hope you don't mind that my account is not spoiler free. I love spoilers, so I'll be actually happy to be shared some spoilers regarding the things I like!"

ㅤㅤSomehow realizing they have been blabbering non-stop, they shuffles from one foot to the other, trying to stand up. "Well, then! Thank you for listening to me. As far as I'm glad for your endless patience with me, I must still say– Anyone under the age of 17, we can still be friends, but you must know that I can't control my surroundings, maybe someday you will find some posts that are inappropriate for your age due to the algorithm even though my account will mostly be free of any-age restriction. And... for those under 15... I'm sorry, may we walk on the same path to meet again in two years!" They finally waved their hands while hopping in place to send their guest back to their own home.

ㅤㅤ"Ahem, psst! Turns out I still need one more thing to say. Sadly, we need to put a huge distance between us IF you like to jump straight into any drama pools. One of my most important goals is to make a peaceful surrounding inside my own account. Hence, those who like to make any unpleasant remarks or opinions will also need to put distances from me. Performing a block-unblock is permitted if we can't see eye-to-eye."

[ssunoov]

Dear Mr. Park, the love of my life,

I love you.

I hope you don't get bored hearing these words.

I hope you are reading this in a good condition. Because this will surely make you confused, even I, who make all of this is confused ㅠㅠ

This one is supposed to be a love letter, but I think this will end up being another strange story from ddoenuu.

Before we start, don't forget to prepare some snacks and drinks. ehe

oh and I've prepared a playlist to acompany you hehe

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Chapter 1

Once upon a time, there lived a little fox in the middle of the forest. He is a kind little fox, but is famous for his uniqueness and strangeness. He has many friends from various types of animals which make him never lonely, but in his little heart he dreams of having someone he can pour all his affection and love into.

One day he said to his friend, "I want a lover!", jokingly that he himself was sure that lover couldn't just come out of nowhere.

But like an answered prayer, one day a letter came to the little fox. In the letter it was declare that the sender of the letter wanted to make the little fox his lover.

The little fox and all his friends who knew the declaration were naturally confused, where did this strange creature come from. Initially they all thought that this strange creature had only come for fun, just like everyone who had come before. who came just because they were a little interested, but suddenly left without explanation. All the friend said to the little fox, "try it first but don't give it your heart".

Then the little fox did it, he replied to the letter in a friendly manner, but was still careful because he didn't want to get hurt again. As time went by, the little fox unknowingly broke his promise to his friend. because without realizing it, the little fox had fallen in love. How could it not be, even though he had never met him, he knew that this strange creature was different from the others. Even from the lines he wrote in the letter, the little fox could feel that he was highly valued. He was surprised that there were people in this world who really liked him like this strange creature.

One day the strange creature asked if the little fox wanted to meet him. The little fox, who was actually enthusiastic, replied casually that if the strange creature wanted he could come to his little house in the forest.

What do you think happens next?

Before this exciting thing happened, the forest was shocked by rumors that a group of wolves from outside the area had entered the forest. all the small creatures in the forest panicked, including the little fox. But after the panic, he became annoyed, why did the wolves have to come when that strange creature already wanted to come to see him. He was so annoyed that he often cursed at the rumored wolves while he was in the house. Until one day, a big wolf came to his house which scared the little fox half to death.

When the wolf knocked on the door, the little fox couldn't hold back his tears. He sobbed and begged the wolf to forgive him, that he did not mean to curse them.

But different from what he imagined, the big wolf actually sounded confused when he said "why are you crying? weren't you the one who asked me to come?". With an increasingly panicked heart, the little fox cried louder, which made the wolf even more confused. By knocking again on the door, very softly this time, the wolf said "baby, it's me."

And with that one magic word, the little fox immediately stopped crying. That's right, that word, is a word that is always mentioned in letters sent by the strange creature. a strange creature that for the past few days he had been eagerly awaiting the arrival of. The little fox, still with shaking hands, approached the door, "Is that really you?", which received a laugh from behind the door. Still afraid, the little fox finally tried to open the door of his little house.

Behind the door, he was greeted by the sweetest smile he had ever seen. With two fangs that honestly look scary, the wolf looks very charming. Without realizing it, the little fox ran towards the wolf and hugged him, as if forgetting that the same creature had scared him almost to death. As if it had become a habit, the wolf hugged the fox back while patting his back gently. and at this moment, the fox stated that this was the thing he liked most in the world. Because the wolf's embrace felt very warm and comfortable, as if he was destined to be there.

the end..

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LMAO 😭😭😭 I am sorry, this is so random of me 😭😭 actually it's not supposed to be like that, but my brain just decided on its own.

now let's move on to the real love letter!

ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ⬇️⬇️⬇️⬇️⬇️⬇️⬇️

For the love of my life, my one and only, Mr. Park Sunghvoun♡

I think you already know how much I love you, but I want to declare it (again) so the world know how bucin I am!

Ehe sorry for another random things, Now please read my love letter to you, this one is real:

The last one,

I want to thank you again. Thank you for staying with me. Thank you for loving me. Thank you for always understanding.

I'm sorry I can't accompany you this week because I'm sick. I'll make up for it another time.

And the promise to go to the beach together hasn't been fulfilled either, let's do it another time.

I will try to be your better lover, I promise.

Happy 1st monthsary, love. I love you♡

let's meet on next 5th!

Yours,

ddoenuu

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[byanyan]

@lee-sol sent:ㅤgraduation season is upon them, and naturally, as one normal teenager would, he’s got a lot on his mind. and whenever he has a lot on his mind, he tends to avoid it, by focusing on other important tasks, anything he can do to keep himself from thinking. conveniently(?), he still has tons of homework to finish, thanks to the teachers cold enough to give homework towards the end of the year. for the most part, distracting himself is working, but something’s still at the forefront of his mind. he has a feeling that it won’t leave his mind until he addresses what’s on his mind, and this seems like the perfect time to bring it up, when his attention is on something else, rather than on them entirely. he anxiously taps his pencil against his the desk, trying to find the right words to say. and after drawing so many blanks, the words finally just slip out of his mouth. better to get it over with, rather than think about it much longer. “ i’m moving out of here soon, i started looking at apartments a few weeks ago. ” it seems like really important information to keep from them, but he hadn’t known how to bring it up until now. “ before you uh— jump to any conclusions, the ones i’ve been looking at are still in the area, just near the local college, so i wouldn’t be moving too far away. i’d feel weird not having my sisters nearby. ” there’s a reason they’re not included in the list, he’s just beating around the bush, overtaken by a sudden wave of nervousness. “ and i was wondering… if you’d like to move in with me? i’ve been setting aside funds from the odd jobs i worked as a kid, when i had extra cash leftover from paying for all the necessities, and i get paid really well at work, from what my boss pays me, and from the tips i get, so i’m not too worried about rent. ” there’s a pause, he has to take a deep breath to keep his nerves at bay. “ and uh— you’re almost always here, anyways. so, i feel like our relationship is at that level where moving in together just feels… right. ” the tapping of his pencil finally comes to a halt, that initial nervousness is gone, and some weight has been lifted off his chest, but he knows there’s still more to say. “ i don’t expect you to have an answer right away, i’ve just— been figuring out how to ask you for awhile now, and since graduation’s coming up soon, now seems like the right time to ask. ”

ㅤpen scratches across lined paper in quick yet idle strokes, though rather than words being formed by the ink left behind, it's a doodle. having long ago lost interest in the homework they're supposed to be finishing, they've taken instead to drawing a cute, rather angular cat with a mischievous look in its eyes. enveloped in their own little world as they are, byan takes no notice of the anxious tapping of sol's pencil until he speaks, breaking the otherwise quiet atmosphere of the room.

blinking in surprise at the words which come from seemingly nowhere, their sketching ceases. attention shifting over to where their boyfriend sits, still staring down at his own school work, they finally take notice of the way his pencil bounces off the desk's surface. he's nervous. this isn't unfamiliar, it's the way he's approached a lot of big, often important conversations in the past — he has an easier time talking about things if he can half-focus on something else, if he doesn't have to look them in the eyes or watch their reaction to what he says. it's not something that's ever bothered them, but they can't help but wonder why him moving out of his family's home is one of these kinds of conversation.

fortunately, before their mind can jump to any conclusions like 'oh god, he's moving to another city' or 'he's breaking up with me, isn't he,' sol stops that train of thought in its tracks. relieved when they're assured that he's not going far, byan releases the breath they hadn't realized they've been holding.

ㅤㅤ—and then he keeps talking.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ'i was wondering… if you’d like to move in with me?'

it's a question they're not expecting. one they're not prepared for. it catches them by surprise, catches them utterly off guard, so much so that they almost don't hear anything else that comes after it. ...move in with him? he... wants to live with them? while it's true that they're already here most of the time, having practically invited themself to live in his room, there's something very different about being asked if they'd move in with him. about being asked to join him in a place that would be both of theirs, and no one else's. it's... not the sort of thing they've ever thought someone would suggest to them. not the sort of thing they've ever thought someone could possibly want to do with them, of all people.

the funny thing is... housing is something they've been trying to figure out for the last few weeks, too. with graduation approaching so quickly, and their eighteenth birthday following it at the end of june, they've been reminded more and more insistently that they'll be out of the group home after that, whether they find somewhere to live or not. it's not something they've shared with sol, not wanting to worry him or have him ask his family if it's okay for them to stay here out of pity, or anything like that. they've always been able to figure things out on their own, to make things work without anyone's help, and this wouldn't be any different. thus far, however, the only options they've managed to work out are applying for a dorm at the college, which for all they know it might already be too late for, or moving the last of their things out of the group home to join the rest of their belongings here and at lena's while they continue to crash on couches and in sol's bed.

this question, though... it kind of changes everything. and sol doesn't even realize it.

ㅤㅤ" ...okay. "

sol's only barely finished speaking, explaining that they don't need to answer right away, and the response escapes past their lips before they can stop it, preventing them from thinking about it too much. keeping them from saying no due to their own stubborn pride, over not wanting to become too dependent on him and have him spending all his savings on them. he's moving into his own place regardless of whether they go with him, right? he'd be spending the money whether they're there or not. there's no reason to let their pride get in the way. moving in with sol, living with him for real... coming home to him every night, waking up next to him every morning in a place they can both call their own... they want that. it actually surprises them how much they want it.

ㅤthey agree; the more they think about it, moving in together... it does feel right.

ㅤㅤ" okay. yeah, "ㅤthey continue a moment later with a nod, their voice sounding more sure this time, albeit perhaps a bit more casual than it should when it comes to such a significant step forward in their relationship. gaze dropping back to their notebook, to the sketch marking the corner of the page, byan pulls their lip ring between their teeth, the only real sign of their own nerves. doing so also helps them to bite back the smile that twitches at the corners of their mouth, threatening to spread wide across their lips.

ㅤㅤ" let's do it. i'd... yeah. i'd like that. "

[klaeusd]

be honest, what really stopped you from running away in your human days? yes, you’d be leaving your siblings behind but you would be happier and they’d likely be ok in the long run.

ㅤㅤ❛ where else would i have gone? ❜ he counters simply, tone resigned. ❛ i was a mere human with no money to my name, and i knew nothing of the world. i had never been on my own before, and was reliant on the companionship of my siblings. ❜ his gaze gets rather distant, as though remembering a time long passed. ❛ i would have had no idea how to survive without them, and didn't truly wish to. despite my father's abuse, being there with my siblings, and even my mother up until a certain point, was worth it. saying i would have somehow been better off without them is quite the assumption, and most likely incorrect. ❜ his tone is almost wistful now. ❛ things were much different then - simpler. happier, in many ways. ❜ he ignores the last few words, knowing them to be true but resenting how they make him feel.

send "be honest" followed by a question and klaus will be forced to answer with 100% honesty.

[daitranscripts]

What Pride Had Wrought (Optional)

Morrigan

What Pride had Wrought Masterpost First: Speaking With Morrigan First: Meeting Kieran Previous: The Ancient Crypts Previous: Hall of Shrines

The PC can approach the Morrigan with questions at various different points of the Temple

Morrigan: Yes?

1 - Dialogue options:

Special (right after entering the temple): Is Corypheus truly immortal? [2]

Investigate (after discussing the Well with Morrigan): About using the well…[3]

Investigate (in the first chamber): Where are we in the temple? [4]

Investigate (In the Hall of Shrines): Where are we in the temple? [5]

Investigate (In the Ancient Crypts): Where are we in the temple? [6]

Investigate (after starting the first ritual): Tell me about this ritual. [7]

Investigate (after reaching the next ritual): What are these rituals? [8]

Investigate: Tell me about Mythal. [9]

Investigate: Who are these temple elves? [10]

General: That’s all. [11]

2 - Special: Is Corypheus truly immortal? PC: Are you certain Corypheus is using the power of the Blight to make himself immortal? Morrigan: Perhaps you forget: I was in Ferelden during the Fifth Blight. I have seen a true Archdemons’s rage. How Corypheus gained the power to send his soul into blighted bodies… That is the real question.

Dialogue options:

Special: Will answering it help us? [12]

[Back to 1]

12 - Special: Will answering it help us? PC: Will answering that question let us destroy Corypheus for good? Morrigan: I would suggest first dealing with the Well. If Corypheus obtains it, any chance of success could be lost. [back to 1]

3 - Investigate: About using the well… PC: I want to discuss the Well again. Morrigan: (Sighs.) I see. An opportunity to use the Well may not even arise. I understand this. All I meant to suggest is that, if it does, I be the one to do so. I am willing to accept the consequences.

13 - Dialogue options:

Investigate: Is the Well that valuable? [14]

Investigate: Why do you want this power? [15]

Special (if Morrigan has Kieran): What about your son? [16]

General: I’m worried about you. [17]

General: Any consequences? [18]

General: Don’t be overconfident. [19]

14 - Investigate: Is the Well that valuable? PC: You would pay the price for this, and you don’t yet know what it does? Morrigan: We know Corypheus seeks the Well, and believes it valuable. We also know it to be guarded jealously, the last remnant of a culture thought dead and gone. So yes, I would take my chances—if you permit it. ㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤ Dialogue options:

Special: And if I say no? [20]

[Back to 13]

20 - Special: And if I say no? PC: What if I don’t permit it? What then? Morrigan: What would you propose? Leave it be? Allow another to find and take it, someone worse perhaps then Corypheus? PC: You’re better than Corypheus? Morrigan: I am. Have I proven myself so unworthy of trust? The discussion may be moot. We cannot know. I only ask you to consider. [back to 13] ㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤ 15 - Investigate: Why do you want this power? PC: You said you want to preserve old powers. To what end? What will you do with them? Morrigan: There is a struggle to control the world’s future path. Can you not see it? History haunts us, Inquisitor. It seeks to resurface. Corypheus is but the first to arise. For all the evil that was, there is also good. I will fight for it. I must. ㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤ Dialogue options:

General: What if this power is evil? [21]

General: You? The champion of good? [22]

General: I don’t believe you. [23]

21 - General: What if this power is evil? PC: How do you know the Well of Sorrows isn’t a source of evil? After all, Corypheus seeks it. Morrigan: A fair point. We cannot know for sure. [back to 13]ㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤ 22 - General: You? The champion of good PC: I’m having trouble picturing you as the champion of all that is good in ancient magic. Morrigan: You would not be the first, I assure you. [back to 13] ㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤ 23 - General: I don’t believe you. PC: You’re not telling me the whole truth. Morrigan: Then you are looking for something I cannot provide. [back to 13]ㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤ 16 - Special: What about your son? PC: What if something happens to you? What about your son? Morrigan: Kieran is… a strong lad. He will thrive, with or without me. PC: Are you sure of that? Morrigan: I am sure of precious little these days. [back to 1] ㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤ 17 - General: I’m worried about you. PC: I don’t want you to be so eager for this unknown power you ignore its dangers, Morrigan. [24] ㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤ 18 - General: Any consequences? PC: How can you not care what the consequences are? Even Corypheus seems to. ㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤ 19 - General: Don’t be overconfident. PC: You seem awfully certain of yourself. ㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤ 24 - Scene continues. ㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤ Morrigan: I am not some child grasping after a toy. I understand the risk of what I seek. Let us turn out attention to hunting our enemies, shall we? Discussion of the Well can wait. [back to 1]

4 - Investigate (in the first chamber): Where are we in the temple? PC: Do you know what this part of the temple was used for? Morrigan: The room we stand in is a vestibule, not the temple proper. To those who knew it, perhaps this ritual was little more than a polite knock at the gate. These customs must have been as familiar to ancient elves as bowing to a queen is to you or I.

Dialogue options:

Special: You? Bow? [25]

[Back to 1]

25 - Special: You? Bow? PC: I fond it difficult to picture you curtsying to anyone. ㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤ Vivienne (if in party): Why our dear empress tolerated that is one of the mysteries of our age. Morrigan: Why, Madame Vivienne, I expected sweeter barbs from a tongue as subtle as yours! Does this place unnerve you so? Or is it I? Vivienne: You unnerve me as would a cockroach crossing the floor, making me think new accommodations might be required. Morrigan: (Chuckles.) Much better. [back to 1] ㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤ Morrigan (Vivienne not in party): Have we become so familar you can predict my manner and customs now? Nothing is lost by indulging the occasional civilized conduct… particularly when unexpected. [back to 1]

5 - Investigate (In the Hall of Shrines): Where are we in the temple? PC: Do you know what this part of the temple was used for? Morrigan: It may have served as a chamber of reflection, perhaps to contemplate the righteousness of one’s cause. More importantly, I suspect none were permitted beyond this area without a priest. Ancient texts claim Mythal passed judgement in the flesh, but ‘twas surely the priests who proclaimed rulings here.

Dialogue options:

Special: Why all the rituals? [26]

[Back to 1]

26 - Special: Why all the rituals? PC: Why did the ancient elves insist on so many rites? Morrigan: We may safely assume one did not petition high priests for Mythal’s justice by strolling up and knocking. I see no more insufferable ceremony here than in a chantry. [back to 1]

6 - Investigate (In the Ancient Crypts): Where are we in the temple? PC: Do you know what this part of the temple was used for? Morrigan: ‘Tis difficult to say. Corypheus’s people clearly accessed some manner of tunnel. This place seems less of a temple and more… a complex, or a fortress. Like Skyhold. PC: But with more ambushes. Morrigan: You can always rectify that upon return, Inquisitor. [back to 1]

7 - Investigate: Tell me about this ritual. PC: This altar… what kind of ritual is this meant to be? Morrigan: I believe it represents a petition, a declaration of will to the priests who resided here. Some ancient elven ceremonies were said to take decades to complete. Hopefully this is not such a one.

Dialogue options:

Special: Decades? [27]

[Back to 1]

27 - Special: Decades? PC: What sort of ceremony takes decades? Morrigan: Strange, is it not? So much time and effort. Perhaps that is what lead to the wistful Dalish legends of the lost elven immortality. My research uncovered many strange claims about elven ruins. ㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤ Dialogue options:

Special: Tell me some. [28]

[Back to 1] ㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤ

28 - Special: Tell me some. PC: Such as? Morrigan: Some insisted gods sent fantastic beasts to prophesize in their temples. Others said they whispered wisdom to those who slept there a year and a day without pause. The latter may hold some truth. Ancient elves were said to be gifted wanderers of the Fade. [back to 1]

8 - Investigate: What are these rituals? PC: More rituals? What are they for, do you know? Morrigan: I believe they signify an intent to lay one’s self bare, to champion a cause without pity, regret, or shame. Mythal’s cult was not fond of vacillation. One approached them with nothing less than complete confidence.

Dialogue options:

Special: What happened to the unsure? [29]

[Back to 1]

29 - Special: What happened to the unsure? PC: What happened to those who were less sure of themselves? Morrigan: Legend… does not say. Perhaps this place has a more gruesome history than we know. [back to 1]

9 - Investigate: Tell me about Mythal. PC: You said this Mythal was worshipped as a goddess. Morrigan: So one assumes. What is a god but a being of immense power? The dread Old Gods were nothing more than dragons, after all. They rise as Archdemons, and they die. Perhaps Mythal was a powerful elf, a ruler among her kind. History often plays storyteller with facts.

Solas (if in party): You admit lack of knowledge, and yet dismiss her so readily? Morrigan: I do not dismiss her. I question her supposed divinity. One need not be a god to have value.

Morrigan: Truthfully, I am uncertain Mythal was even a single entity. The accounts are… varied.

Dialogue options:

Special: “Exiled to the Beyond?”

[Back to 1]

32 - Special: “Exiled to the Beyond?” PC: What do you mean, “exiled”? Morrigan: Tricked by the Dread Wolf, as all the elven gods were said to be, trapped in a land beyond the Fade. Many Dalish believe this is why the elves fell from grace and their gods did not save them. Or perhaps they were simply rulers slain by Tevinter. Who can say? [back to 1]

10 - Investigate: Who are these temple elves? PC: You’ve seen the elves here. They seem… odd. Morrigan: Indeed. Two things are possible. One, this a group of Dalish separated from their brethren. Cultists. Fanatic in their desire to keep humans away. Two, these are elves descended from the ancients, having resided here since before the fall of Arlathan. The second appears unlikely, but if true, the implications are astounding.

Dialogue options:

History: It would be unheard of. [33]

Special: Could it be true? [34]

[Back to 1]

33 - History: It would be unheard of. PC: If they keep records, it could change everything we thought we knew about history. Morrigan: ‘Tis thrilling, no? To discover an era thought lost forever has possibly thrived in the shadows. We may, however, find these elves reluctant to part with their long-kept secrets. [back to 1] ㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤ 34 - Special: Could it be true? PC: Is that even possible? How? Morrigan: With magic, anything is possible. Whatever the truth, the guardians successfully kept the temple a secret. They must kill all who enter, even the Dalish. A more sensible questions might be “why.” [back to 1]

11 - General: That’s all. PC: Let’s Continue. Morrigan: As you wish.

Next: Petitioner’s Chambers

[newvisage]

tag dump. (more tba)

[sunseteyes]

THE BOSS — KAI CHISAKI

—an au where kai is not a killer, but a lover

ㅤㅤ ↪︎ starring: kai chisaki (overhaul)

ㅤㅤ ↪︎ word count: 1.5k words | themes: pre & post world war II. yakuza au. fem!reader. mentions of women discrimination (not that harsh but still). fluff with a bit of angst (if you squint)

ㅤㅤ ↪︎ request: Hi this is my first time asking so i wanted to request a jealous chisaki kai fluff if that’s okay with you...heheh...bai —Anonymous

ㅤㅤ ↪︎ rozé’s voice: this took me awhile but here it is!! since i still have no banner for kai, i decided to do this in my new banner format! what do you guys think?? does it look nice??

the moon was out and the sun was being swallowed by the horizon, saying its goodbye for the meantime as it circles its way only to rise again by tomorrow morning. his eyes glared up on the sky, the orange hues of the sun’s rays reflecting upon them as he waited, the clouds emitting a different shade other than pure white as a result of how the light resonate well with the other contents of the sky.

beneath the comforts of his home, kai found himself drifting into a river of thoughts, wondering where could you have been.

after the world war II, it became difficult to not let the fear inside of kai be eliminated, even if he was sure that you’d be able to make it through the day anyway. after all, you were not just an ordinary yakuza woman.

you were the woman of the group—the boss.

the group was originally your father’s, being the previous boss that ruled everyone and lead them into a success that gave them the ability to be confident to put their trust into him. the boss—your father, he unfortunately passed away and in turn, the responsibility was given to the sole member who carries his very own blood and genes, his only daughter—you.

kai could briefly recall the moment your father had taken him in as part of the group and he eventually met you, who was well-loved by the other members, sooner by him. he believed in your leadership skills and how you coordinated well with others thus, he supported you when you suddenly became a leader in just one day.

during those times, many believed that maybe he should be the one who should be the boss, not a woman. at least even if he was someone from outside, he was a man. however, as soon as he heard of it, he came to you and told you yourself that;

“i believe in you.” kai’s own voice echoes inside of his memory, one that contained a scene where he confronted you one day while you were greeting him like you would every day, whenever you can.

“hm? did you say anything, kai?”

“i believe in your skills in being a good leader.” he faces you then, exactly by the time your face switched into something he couldn’t read. it was one of the things that attracted kai to you—the fascination of being unpredictable. it thrills him; sending jolts in his veins to the tips of his fingers and toes, as if you were a lightning bolt that struck him and kept him impaled with your effect on him.

your smile—it was one of his weaknesses, and in that moment, kai imprinted that image in his mind, tattooing it religiously like a madman.

“thank you kai, i really appreciate you saying that.”

for the first few days of being the boss, kai was glad that you were coping, and that you weren’t letting anyone or anything hinder you from doing your responsibilities. however, that didn’t last much long for the topic of having a husband was brought out by one of the veteran members of the group—those who believed that there should still be a male leader that would keep the stability of the group, as if you weren’t doing that already.

kai only watched from afar as men approached you gradually, statuses from every part of the group coming by with the intention of getting your hand for marriage. as a large group, there was a huge reputation that you should uphold. thus, no one ever approached kai to push him to take you.

he was merely an orphan boy that the boss saved and gave a shelter to. he was nothing more.

when the world war II happened, it was the time you dated another yakuza leader. kai could remember how he felt the crunching in his chest when it happened. the hatred beneath his glares, the hisses in his tone, his temper always setting fire despite being under the rain—he could not stop them,

but since he couldn’t do anything but watch, he lets it be.

it was proved difficult when he saw your exhausted face one day and by that time, he just knew that you weren’t happy with the relationship.

day by day, it was as if your energy was being sucked off by the sun, always robbing you of your smile, the lively glow on your eyes, and the hue of life on your skin. slowly, kai could watched everything unfold.

his chest tightens of the dread of just approaching you, who was currently with your significant other. he needed to give you daily updates since he was basically the one you trusted most out of everyone else in the group, but as he was about to slide open the door to your office, the voices reached his ears.

"you look so tired, don't you think it's time to rest? let me do the paperwork for you."

"no, it's fine. these are my responsibility, you don't have to offer me such a thing." base on your voice alone, kai knew there was something hidden behind it—something only he knows.

so despite the churning on his stomach when he enters the room after being granted entrance, he looks at you on the eye and let the words slip out of his mouth without any other sign of hesitance.

“i think you should take their opinion, boss. it will be best if you rest for awhile if you don’t want to make it worse.”

there was a certain harshness in his tone and he’s quite sure you could sense it, yet despite of it all, you looked at him with the same gentleness that you do every other time, no sign of remorse or irritation that could have told him that something put you off.

it took seconds before you answered—seconds of your significant other glaring daggers at kai, most probably with how he might have ruined a moment that shouldn’t be shared to any other, the sense of their small bubble being popped by a sharp object such as him.

and even without thinking twice, it doesn’t scare kai if he were asked. it actually swells his pride more with how much insecure the other was at his mere presence. and it seems that faith has him on their side as the situation unfolds further.

“maybe you’re right.” you sighed, the noise of the chair dragging onto the wooden floor echoing in the room as you stood up. the person by your side guides you as you walk to the door yet you stopped in front of kai, offering a flustered smile that tells him countless of words that your mouth couldn’t speak of when you say, “thank you, kai. i’m leaving everything to you for now, i apologize. i’ll make it up to you.”

kai then realized that day how stronger the thumping of his heart was than the ache that it felt when he saw you with another person that was not him.

when the relationship broke, kai expected it, and he felt the need to step up when you were being pursued by the same person to get you back to them.

“thank you, kai.” you say to him with the same look that you’d always given him, an exhausted chuckle leaving your lips, “you’ve always looked after me. what can i ever do without you?”

without thinking, the words left his lips without restraint, his mind already set upon the goal no matter how much there was an unlikely others would think it could happen.

“marry me, (y/n).”

he saw how your eyes widen and look straight into his, your entire form frozen and surprised, even the pen that you had between your fingers were up on the air, its ink about to fall down onto the paper if it wasn’t moved away.

kai remained still, his expression firm and serious, his mind already decided and confirmed that he wouldn’t ever regret his question whatever your answer would be. on the outside, his arms were closed into fists, his short nails digging into his own skin from how tight he was gripping his own palm. it was even far worse with how his chest has a pounding heart that rings on his ears and affects the vein on his neck, a line of sweat by his hairline that he was having a difficult time not to raise his hand and get his handkerchief to wipe it off. he had never been this nervous before, nor does he think he will ever do in the future. this moment will remain imprinted on his mind, no chance of ever redeeming it back again.

the touch on his cheek brought him back to reality, his gaze finding yours that looked at him in a way you’ve always did.

“what have you been thinking, love?”

his own hand grasped your own and he sighs, the memories of before slowly fading away as he relishes on the feel of your presence, giving a sense of peace in his chest that surely nothing else could change. nothing should, not now that he has you.

fin

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