#(( BRO I WOULD SURVIVE JUST SO I CAN COME BACK TO ADORE THEM RAAAA ))

[pinky-in-blankets]

GUYS.

GUYS I HAD THE BIGGEST BRAIN EVER

LISTEN.

Listen. Okay?

For those who participate- consider your preping for Artfight (or any competition, really.) And your just like getting ready and stuff and then you see it.

Your F/o comes to you and they're just. Standing there. Fidgeting with something in their hands. Avoiding eye contact. Your trying to figure out what is up with them. What's wrong???

Then they just.. Hold out a delicate laced Hankerchief out to you, their face and cheeks turning a soft tinted red as they fumble with their words, explaining how they read that whenever their beloved went off to compete in competitions, It was tradition to give them a trinket of their affection for good luck; A Hankercheif.

YOUR F/O. WENT THROUH THE TROUBLE OF FINDING ONE OF THOSE SO THEY COULD WISH YOU LUCK IN THE COMPETITION. WHO KNOWS HOW OR WHERE THEY GOT IT. THEY GOT IT FOR YOUU.

*screaming*

It doesn't even matter anymore if you win or loose this is going to be kept forever they are never getting this back again.

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Proship/Comship DNI.