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Exploring the depths 🌌🪻

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Day 28 OOH BITCH SHE SHINES

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Aphrodite in the Signs

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🐚 Aries (1,13,25º) Passion is intense a firey heat in which you're not afraid to be burned. Every connection feels exhilirating turning the clock back years. An adventure awaits in your bed. You adore thoes with a authetntic soul who aren't afraid to stand out and challenge the social que. You may prefer more structed fabrics such as leather and latex. Not to mention you may have an more athletic body type.

🐚 Taurus (2, 14, 26°) You wrap love in comfort and sensuality, steady and patient in your devotion. When you express affection, it’s through touch and presence, grounding your partner in a world of warmth and luxury. Your romantic flare is slow-burning but deeply nourishing, like the richest velvet against the skin. You want to feel, deeply into the other persons, soft luxurious fabrics may suit you.

🐚 Gemini (3, 15, 27°) You charm with words and wit, keeping love playful and ever-changing. When you flirt or tease, your mind dances in endless possibilities, inviting your partner into a world of sparkling conversations and laughter. Your romantic flare is light and breezy, making connection feel effortless and fun. You go mad when someone can tease you with intellectual banter, the more the merrier.

🐚 Cancer (4, 16, 28°)You love with nurturing depth, instinctively protective and tender. When you express your heart, it’s through emotional intimacy and care, creating a safe haven for your partner’s soul. Your romantic flare is soft and enveloping, like a gentle embrace on a rainy day. You want someone to be there to say that they'll be with you no matter what, and you don't mind being that person either

🐚 Leo (5, 17, 29°) You bring drama and grandeur to romance, radiant and unapologetically affectionate. When you love, you do so with the passion of a sunbeam—warm, bright, and impossible to ignore. Your romantic flare is regal and generous, showering your beloved with attention and admiration.

🐚 Virgo (6, 18° )You show love through thoughtful acts and subtle details, practical yet deeply sincere. When you express affection, it’s with quiet care and dedication, making your partner feel seen and valued in every little way. Your romantic flare is humble but powerful, a steady current of devotion beneath the surface.

🐚 Libra (7, 19°)You embody grace and harmony in love, seeking balance and beauty in every interaction. When you connect, it’s with charm and diplomacy, making romance feel like an elegant dance. Your romantic flare is refined and enchanting, effortlessly creating an atmosphere of mutual admiration and peace.

🐚 Scorpio( 8, 20°) You love with intense magnetism, raw and unapologetically deep. When you reveal your feelings, it’s a transformative experience, pulling your partner into the depths of passion and vulnerability. Your romantic flare is mysterious and consuming, a fire that burns slow but leaves a lasting mark.

🐚 Sagittarius (9, 21°) You bring freedom and excitement to romance, adventurous and optimistic in your affection. When you love, it’s like setting off on a journey — full of laughter, exploration, and endless possibilities. Your romantic flare is expansive and bold, inspiring your partner to dream bigger and soar higher.

🐚 Capricorn (10, 22º)You express love with steady commitment and quiet strength. When you care, it’s through actions that build a lasting foundation, offering security and reliability. Your romantic flare is dignified and sincere, proving that true love is as much about patience and perseverance as it is about passion.

🐚 Aquarius (11, 23°) You love with originality and a touch of unpredictability, valuing intellectual connection above all. When you show affection, it’s often in unconventional ways that surprise and delight. Your romantic flare is electric and innovative, inviting your partner into a unique and limitless world of possibilities.

🐚 Pisces (12, 24°) You embody dreamy, unconditional love, deeply empathetic and gentle. When you express affection, it’s through tender gestures and soulful connection, creating a magical space where hearts can merge. Your romantic flare is poetic and fluid, weaving a tapestry of fantasy and heartfelt devotion.

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Predicting your

wedding dress & aesthetic

through astrology

In this post we will be looking at the 1st house as well as the planets in it in your Boda (1487) persona chart to see what kind of wedding dress & overall aesthetic you will be adorning on your special day! Only applies on the 1st house of your BPC! Note that some do not follow the traditional ruler of correlating to the sign/ house it's in due to slight differences I've observed.

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Aries (°1,°13,°25) & Mars in the 1st House

With Aries here, there is a touch of gaminess or youthfulness to your wedding look. Flower crowns, tight silhouettes, gloves, or fit and flare dresses that have a certain sharpness to it. You may sport a shorter and more convenient to walk or dance in dress as well like tea lengths, knee length slits , brides with this placement also can prefer wearing shorter dresses. You could also go with very bright colors for your dress or your makeup. For the Grooms, it's usually tighter fitted as well perhaps showing their muscle or has a certain roughness to it. The overall theme can lead into trendy, colourful, quick and simple.

Taurus (°2,°14,°26) & Jupiter in the 1st House

Your wedding dress will look very extravagant. There tends to be a warm look to it, with a heavy gold or rose gold accent; your dress isn't complete without a hearty amount of jewelry and accessories to go with it. As you can imagine sparkles and accessories are very noticeable here. You'd go for something with layers, with a shiny tulle for example or a literal gown. The Grooms with this placement can also go for something similar in nature, very fancy looking.

Gemini (°3,°15,°27) & Mercury in the 1st House

You may wear multiple dresses on your wedding day (or have multiple weddings with the same person for example) you'd likely wear two different dresses, but when focusing on a specific theme or dress you will likely go for something that looks rather playful or youthful & flirty in nature. It almosts gives off "prom dress" in terms of silhouette as well. The Grooms with this placement likely have a similar need for two suits as well. They look sharp but relaxed, for some reason it always bares resemblance to prom night outfits if that makes sense!

Cancer (°4,°16,°28) & Moon in the 1st House

In Cancer or a Cancer degree, your wedding dress and overall look will be very feminine. Think simple silhouettes with gorgeous silky fabric, usually very simple and modest but looks "pure". Soft princess dresses, very gentle and almost fairytale like dresses. There's also a blueish hue to the dresses worn by these brides. In some cases, it literally translates to being a young bride. The Grooms with this placement usually have a looser fit to their suit with a similar blueish hue or literally a blue suit. They could prefer a bowtie, or flower in place of the usual tie or have no tie at all but still look gentleman like.

Ex: Priscilla Presley has Cancer rising (°11 Capricorn ) in her Boda persona chart. She literally looks like a doll on her wedding day; her dress because “It was something that I liked ‘cause it was very feminine, very lightweight, not too heavy, and it matched very well with Elvis’ suit,” she said in 2022.

Beyoncé also has Cancer rising in BPC she looks very feminine, and gentle on her wedding day (her dress was also picked out by her mother & had a bluish tint). She has moon in the 1st house as well! (Updated birth time).

Ex: My male cousin & Obama both have Cancer rising in there BPC, both of them wore a flower instead of a tie, and both look like fine good natured gentleman on their wedding day lol!

Leo (°5,°17,°29) & Sun in the 1st House

This placement gives the dress and aesthetic an old Hollywood flair, usually has some sort of vintage or classic elements that are complemented with a frills and puffs but it's not overwhelmingly so. Still, you will definitely make a statement (or wish to make one) through your dress and your aesthetic on what is essential your special day & you will certainly make a lasting impression here! Usually, the dress will be the main star of the show with this placement. The Grooms with this placement can opt for a similar loud but classic feel like a velvel suit or with some sort of interesting texture.

Ex: Lana Del Rey, Brigitte Bardot (°12 pisces ) both have Leo rising in their Boda Persona Chart. All of their dresses had a very classic feel to them which immediately brings people's attention to it; whether because they were surprised, mesmerized or speechless. Whatever it may be, it's usually because of the dress itself.

Virgo (°6,°18) & Mercury in the 1st House

With Virgo here, you can expect to see very clean and minimalist designs on your dress. The fabric is more important than the actual silhouette with this placement, you want the actual wedding to be the highlight of the day. That being said, it's still very elegant and naturally feminine. There is some structure and draped fabric usually at the bust area, with short or mid length gloves. The Grooms tend to wear perfectly matching suits in adjacent to their bride. Sharp, simple, comfortable with muted or neutral colours.

Libra (°7,°19) & Venus in the 1st House

This is usually the classic (aside from Capricorn of course), the silhouette of your dress is usually elegant and body hugging but not too tight. You exude a lovely elegance through your makeup and your dress. Something about it may feel regal or classic, tends to be somewhat modest but still very stunning. The Grooms with this placement usually look very extravagant or fancy as well but more "put together" or effortlessly charming compared to Taurus. They will look good in whatever they choose to wear though there is a preference for tailored fits or certain brands.

Ex: Ariana Grande's custom Vera Wang dress is elegant, soft and feminine. She looked beautiful and somewhat innocent in her dress. In her Boda persona chart she has Cancer (° 19 Libra ) rising.

Scorpio (°8,°20) & Pluto in the 1st House

This placement always seem to add a sexy flair; something is usually dark either the makeup, the dress itself or the theme (but usually it's the makeup). There is also a tendency to lean towards tight fitting dresses as well or at least make you look snatched. Shape enchanting cut outs, mermaid tails, open backs and black wedding dresses may be in it for you. The Grooms with this placement have somewhat of a dim glow to them, almost like a corpse husband. Does that make sense? You may opt to go for a darker looking aesthetic or an opaque black that has some sheen to it (if not pitch black & morgue-esque). The contrast between black & white will be very noticeable on you ( skin vs shirt/lighting). Similar to Pisces there is a slight "haunted" feel to the aesthetic of your wedding even if it's unintentional.

Sagittarius (°9,°21) & Jupiter in the 1st House

With Sagittarius placements here, it adds a bit of a... "Thrifty" or non-conventional wedding dress/ theme, sometimes it means that your wedding isn't planned as thoroughly or ans neatly as others would expect from a wedding; perhaps what matters more to you is the devotion that a wedding signifies and not the dress or aesthetic itself. If you do have a venue wedding plan, then the dress isn't really your biggest priority. You could use things you already have for example or add your own touches to your makeup/ dress! The Grooms with this placement are the most likely to wear a Hawaiian shirts or whatever they pulled out from their personal closet. If they do wear a suit they can look rather casual or "messy" even if it's just the hair or lack of tie.

Ex: Cardi B (Sagittarius °27 Gemini rising) & Lana Del Rey (Leo °21 Sagittarius rising) both had some sort of diy aspect when it came to their wedding dress & aesthetic. Cardi B got married (w Offset) with no dress at her home, literally with just her, her husband and two other people. Lana got married in a Bayou, in a designer dress that she altered herself (it's so Lana of her to do that).

Another unlikely example would be Audrey Hepburn. She had Sagittarius (° 13 aries) rising and although her dress does look very Capricorn/Cancer like, her son told Vanity Fair in an interview that his mother did go to a designer but her dress itself is likely off the rack as she was “She was kind of quick to make decisions.” (Her first wedding was planned quickly & there were also a lot of diy aspect to it like her flower crown and carrying a missal instead of a bouquet down the aisle.

Capricorn (°10,°22) & Saturn in the 1st House

One word. Expensive. You are likely going to stick to a very traditional vibe for your wedding dress & overall aesthetic just with the added sophistication in your look. Elegant and poised, but in a more "powerful" looking way when compared to Libra or Cancer. There is going to be less flowyness and more structure. You can opt for something slightly conservative too like long sleeves whether mesh, silk ot satin, or have long gloves on. Instead of a flared out skirt you would likely have a slimmer silhouette with a long trail. The Grooms with this placement usually wear the classic looking wedding suit you'd see on a cake. What can I say, the look exactly like a traditional groom. An opaque black suit and tie, that enhances their masculinity. This also gives a more fitted look.

Ex: Kim Kardashian has Capricorn (°20 Scorpio) rising in her Boda persona chart; her dress is figure hugging and definitely exudes her elegance (even if some may dislike her dress, I think it does look beautiful in certain angles). You can look at them here.)

Aquarius (°11,°23) & Uranus in the 1st House

There is a very heavy emphasis on themed weddings with this placement, borderline costume-like dress with unique headdresses. You could go for something avant-garde, very personal or very much according to the theme of your wedding (which could be a spontaneous idea you had like months prior). The wedding could also be at a themed venue itself like a restaurant or Disneyland, if not completely streamed online. You'll "dress up" today as the perfect amalgamation of all that you've loved up to this moment. The Grooms with this placement usually wear something of similar nature, and are more inclined to indulge in colour and odd texture or fabric.

Ex: Megan Fox has Aquarius (°20 Scorpio ) rising her Boda PC; in her wedding with MGK. If you know you know man.

Pisces (°12,°24) & Neptune in the 1st House

Your makeup and dress will exude an innocent feel, an ethereal aura. Something hauntingly beautiful. Out of all the signs this placement usually sticks to a personal theme that you may have during your wedding; which will inadvertently affects the look of the dress. You may choose a color that isn't white but match more with the overall theme of your wedding. Grooms with this placement usually look very much on the verge of crying throughout the wedding. A similar blue hue can be seen if they choose to wear a suit; usually a little looser or big. They will look like a prince from a children's fairytale very innocent. Even if they are well built, they will look softer or unassuming in their suit or vampire-esque.

Ex: Anya Taylor Joy has Pisces rising in her Boda persona chart. She also has Briede (°22 Capricorn), Fama (°28 cancer), & Saturn (°3 Gemini) in the 1st house. Her wedding theme, dress & look are the epitome of this placement.

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Day 28: Light/ Sparkle / Bright ✨

Aveil, leader of the Gerudo Pirates 🏴‍☠️

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Nicknames: KANG DAESUNG x READER

summary: after becoming more comfortable around your boyfriend's friends, you accidentally slip up and call him an embarrassing name only meant for him...

word count: 1398

tags: tooth-rotting fluff, kinda new relationship (???), teasing - day 28 of the BIGBANG APRIL WRITING CHALLENGE

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Movie night at Daesung’s apartment was, as usual, complete and beautiful chaos.

You, Daesung, Ji-yong, Seung-hyun, and Youngbae were all squeezed into the living room, surrounded by towers of snacks, half-folded blankets, and three different remotes nobody knew how to work. Every time a movie trailer ended, someone (usually Ji-yong) would interrupt with a wild playlist of K-pop girl groups, much to everyone's amusement.

"I’m just saying," Ji-yong was insisting dramatically, waving a bag of crisps, "we should at least consider a horror movie."

"You can't just force everyone into trauma for your entertainment," Youngbae laughed, grabbing the crisps out of his hand.

"Especially not when some people are scared," Seung-hyun added innocently, glancing not-so-subtly at Daesung.

"I’m not scared!" Daesung immediately yelped, sitting up straighter and nearly spilling his drink. His ears turned a little pink, as if already bracing for teasing.

You grinned mischievously, poking Daesung in the side with your toe from where you sat under the shared blanket. "Sure you’re not, pookie."

It slipped out—bright, teasing, affectionate—before you could stop yourself.

And then... silence. The worst kind of silence.

You blinked.

And slowly realized you had said it out loud, in front of every single one of them.

"Pookie?!" Ji-yong practically screeched.

Youngbae let out a shocked little gasp—then immediately burst into a fit of laughter so pure and delighted you almost wanted to cry. Seung-hyun, meanwhile, was practically falling off the armchair, holding his stomach as he howled with laughter.

Your entire soul left your body.

Daesung groaned and yanked the blanket over his head like it might shield him from the sheer humiliation radiating off the room. "Nooo…" his muffled voice whined.

You clapped both hands over your face, utterly mortified. "I— I forgot you guys were here!"

"You called him pookie," Ji-yong gasped, gleefully losing his mind. 

"I heard it too," Seung-hyun wheezed. "Clear as day."

"Pookieee," Youngbae sing-songed teasingly, his eyes sparkling with mischief even as he patted Daesung’s blanketed head sympathetically.

"Hyung, we need to respect pookie's privacy," Ji-yong said with mock-seriousness, wiping fake tears from his eyes.

"I'm deleting all your contacts," Daesung grumbled miserably from under the blanket.

You were laughing so hard you could barely breathe, even through your own embarrassment. "I'm so sorry, Dae.”

The man in question peeked out from under the blanket just enough to glare at you — but it wasn’t a real glare. His cheeks were flaming red, and even though he looked betrayed, the corners of his mouth were twitching like he was trying not to laugh too.

"You’re gonna pay for this," he said dramatically, voice cracking halfway through.

"You’re lucky you're cute," you whispered, leaning closer under the blanket.

His eyes softened instantly, and he melted against you with a grumpy little grumble. "Still mad," he mumbled, but he didn’t move away.

"And you’re lucky we were here to witness the greatest moment of our lives," Seung-hyun added solemnly.

You buried your face in Daesung’s shoulder, wishing for the couch to swallow you whole—and laughing just as hard as the rest of them.

However, the incident hadn't left his mind. No. He was patient, waiting for the perfect time to get his sweet revenge. And it came one lazy Saturday night, now that it was your turn to host the group hangout, so you invited Daesung, Ji-yong, Seung-hyun, and Youngbae over for another movie marathon. Your living room was a disaster of blankets, snacks, and half-finished cups of tea. Everyone was in sweats and socks, sprawled around like it was a family reunion.

You had just flopped down next to Daesung, stealing the blanket draped across his lap, when he casually slipped an arm around your shoulders.

"You cold, princess?" 

You stiffened.

"What did you just call me?"

Seung-hyun, sprawled across the beanbag, slowly sat up, his eyes gleaming. Youngbae muted the television mid-sentence, sensing a moment. Ji-yong didn't even bother hiding his huge grin, practically bouncing where he sat cross-legged.

"I said," Daesung repeated, squeezing your shoulder affectionately, "Are you cold, princess?"

You slapped a hand over your mouth to stop the noise that almost escaped—a half-scream, half-laugh of pure, mortified betrayal.

Seung-hyun gasped dramatically. "Did... did Daesung just debut a new nickname?!"

Youngbae grinned so wide you thought his face might break. "Princess! Oh, it suits you!"

“I knew it,” Ji-yong began lovingly. “You guys are disgusting.”

You groaned and tried to bury your face in Daesung’s hoodie. "You're evil."

Daesung just smiled sweetly, running his hand through your hair. "I'm just giving you the title you deserve, princess."

"Oh my god," you mumbled into his chest.

"You started it," he teased back, voice low so only you could hear. His fingers traced lazy, feather-light patterns against your arm under the blanket, making it very hard to stay mad at him.

You kicked weakly at his leg under the blanket, but he was too busy looking like the most pleased man on the planet.

"Princess," he sing-songed once more, leaning closer so your noses almost touched. "Will you honor us by choosing tonight’s movie?"

You stared at him.

He stared back. So proud and so infuriatingly cute you couldn’t even stay mad.

"...Fine," you muttered, grabbing the remote with the gravitas of someone about to declare war. "But I'm picking the worst rom-com ever made."

"Whatever my princess desires," Daesung said immediately, deadpan.

And somehow, despite wanting to bury yourself alive from embarrassment, you also felt a little bit like you were glowing. Because even if he was teasing you mercilessly, Daesung’s hand stayed tangled with yours under the blanket the entire night.

The chaos finally died down around midnight.

One by one, the guys yawned their way out the door — Youngbae giving you a dramatic bow, Ji-yong shouting “goodnight, your highness” over his shoulder, and Seung-hyun promising to commission a royal portrait of you soon.

You laughed them off, cheeks sore from smiling, and closed the door behind them with a relieved sigh.

When you turned around, Daesung was still there — standing barefoot in your living room, hoodie slightly rumpled, hair a mess. His duffel bag sat by the couch.

You raised an eyebrow. "You’re staying?"

He smiled sheepishly. "You said I could crash if it got too late."

You had — half-joking earlier — but now your heart did a ridiculous little flip at the idea of him staying. One of the many things you’re still getting used to in this relationship.

"Right," you said, suddenly shy. "Of course."

Daesung grabbed his bag and followed you into the bedroom like it was the most natural thing in the world. You handed him a pair of extra sweatpants and a loose shirt to change into, and by the time you both finished getting ready for bed, a cozy quiet had settled between you.

You flipped off the light and crawled into bed, the mattress dipping as Daesung got in beside you. For a moment, you lay there in the dark—inches apart, pretending to be casual even though your heart was thudding so hard it practically shook the sheets. You felt him shift closer, the warmth of his body bleeding into yours under the covers. Then, just as you were tucking yourself deeper into the blankets, you heard it — soft, low, right in your ear:

"Goodnight, princess."

You froze.

There was no teasing in it this time. No smugness. Just his voice, a little rough with sleep, filled with a kind of quiet tenderness that made your chest ache. You turned your head slightly, finding his face silhouetted against the faint light coming through the curtains.

"You’re really not gonna let that go, huh?" you whispered, trying to sound playful, but your voice came out too soft, too fond.

He smiled a small, sleepy grin you could barely see, but somehow felt all the way down to your toes.

"Never," he murmured.

You swallowed thickly, suddenly overwhelmed by how close he was, how warm he felt, how safe.

Without thinking, you shifted even closer, resting your head lightly against his chest. He immediately wrapped an arm around you, holding you like you were something precious. His hand found yours under the covers, fingers lacing through yours without hesitation. You could feel his heartbeat under your ear. Steady, strong, familiar.

"Goodnight, Dae," you mumbled, your voice barely audible against his shirt.

"Sleep well, princess.”

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[literaryvein-reblogs]

Writing Notes: The Sun

Acronycal - occurring at sunset.

Auroral - pertaining to sunrise.

Fulgid - shining, glittering, briefly flashing light.

Heliotropic - plants that turn towards the sun.

Lucific - light-producing.

Lucifugous - light-avoiding; nocturnal.

Soliform - like the sun; sun-shaped.

Solisequious - following the course of the sun.

Sun glitter - sparkling light on water.

The sun...

Rotates around its own axis every 25.38 Earth days.

Accounts for 99.9% of the mass of the solar system.

Can reach 15 million degrees Celsius at its core.

Could fit over a million Earths inside it.

NOTES

Your weight on the Sun would be 28 times that on Earth.

It takes approximately 8 minutes for light to travel from the Sun to the Earth.

Interaction between solar wind & the Earth’s magnetic field create the auroras.

Crepuscular rays are sunbeams or sun rays that appear to radiate from the sun.

A green flash sometimes occurs at the moment before sunset or after sunrise, caused by the bending and scattering of sunlight.

A solar eclipse occurs when the moon passes between the Sun and the Earth.

Eclipses occur in pairs, usually with 2 weeks between a lunar and solar eclipse.

The Gregorian Calendar is a solar calendar based on a solar year of 365 days.

A heliograph is a device that uses a mirror to flash reflected, telegraphic messages, usually in Morse code.

A sun dog or parhelion is a phenomenon caused by the refraction of sunlight that creates the illusion of bright spots to the left and right of the sun.

The polar day or midnight sun occurs during the summer in the Arctic and Antarctic Circles, when the sun is still up at midnight.

The polar night is the time when the sun doesn’t rise above the horizon at Earth’s polar regions. Although it lasts for 6 months, only 11 weeks are spent in total darkness, the rest in twilight.

The subsolar point is the point on Earth at which the Sun appears directly overhead, and objects seem to cast no shadow. The subsolar points travel between the Tropic of Capricorn and the Tropic of Cancer.

There are two solstices a year, one around 21 June, and one around 21 December. The solstices mark the longest or shortest day of the year (except at the equator). They are also the point in time when the sun’s declination reaches its highest or lowest limit and appears to stand still before changing direction, leading to the Latin etymology: “sol” meaning, “sun”, and “sistere” meaning, “to stand still”.

IN THE ARTS

Many cultures have a dawn deity in addition to a solar deity.

An aubade is a poem or song about lovers who must part at daybreak.

Dawn is considered a sacred time by many religions and often dedicated to prayer and meditation.

Clytie was a nymph in Greek mythology who, because of her unrequited love for the sun god, Helios, was turned into a sunflower, which was believed to follow the course of the sun.

Sir John Herschel coined the word, “photography” in 1839. He also invented the “actinometer” which measures the heat of direct sunlight.

The Sun is the 19th card of the Major Arcana of the Tarot. It is often thought to signify vitality, optimism, and playfulness.

Source ⚜ More: Notes & References ⚜ Word List: Sun ⚜ Star ⚜ Glow

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BuckTommy Fluffebruary: Day 28

~Wedding proposal~

Buck has always been the first. He was the first to suggest they move in, although the first time didn’t go too well, but later they worked things out and began living together.

Buck was the first to suggest they get a pet. They decided on a kitten, and although Tommy was initially unsure about the idea, he later grew to love their little girl, Kitty, more than anything in the world.

Buck was the first to suggest they try something new: a candlelight dinner in the dark, evening movie marathons, weekend trips to nature every two weeks, and cooking new recipes together in the kitchen. Tommy never ceased to be amazed by how many ideas were in that bright head of his.

Buck was the first to arrive at the hospital where Tommy was after the crash of that unfortunate helicopter. And although Tommy didn’t have any life-threatening injuries, Buck stayed by his side in the room the whole time. No amount of persuasion from the nurses or even Bobby could change that. Tommy wanted Buck to hold his hand, and Buck did it no matter what. Tommy vividly remembers that moment, when he finally felt that sense of belonging, of being needed.

Buck was the first to talk about children. It was accidental, more of a joke than anything, but Tommy knew it wasn’t just that. Evan made it clear he wanted children, and he wanted them with Tommy and only with him, and knowing that, Tommy’s heart overflowed with love and threatened to burst.

Tommy takes Eddie with him to the jewelry store because he needs support and because he can’t afford to make a mistake. Eddie initially teases him a little in a friendly way but then realizes Tommy is serious and really helps him with advice. When Tommy gets his hands on the coveted little box, he decides that he must be first in this thing at least.

Tommy initially wants to pick a memorable date for this step, but then he realizes he can’t wait - his heart is too full of love for this guy.

It’s their usual, unremarkable day off together. Buck made Tommy’s favorite pasta for dinner, simply because this man is impossibly perfect for Tommy, and he can’t handle himself for long to say it.

At the table, Buck again talks about everything under the sun, from the events of the previous shift to fun facts about fish he learned from the latest documentary. Tommy listens to him, of course, but at the same time, he’s admiring the guy in front of him, unable to take his eyes off his sparkling blue eyes and bright smile, the light from which would be enough to illuminate all of Los Angeles.

- Hey, Tommy, are you even listening to me?! - Buck interrupts his speech and playfully grumbles at him. - You’re kind of distant today… Everything okay? - He asks, standing up from the table and putting their plates in the dishwasher.

- More than okay, - Tommy replies softly, standing up after him. - You know, I was thinking… - Tommy starts, standing next to him at the kitchen table. - How much I love you.

Buck presses the button to turn on the dishwasher and turns to Tommy with a shy smile. - Oh, Tommy, you’re so sweet today. I love you too, - Buck says playfully and leans in to kiss him on the lips.

Tommy quickly kisses him back and hopes Buck won’t notice how his fingers are trembling.

- Evan, I… - Tommy begins but his speech falters, he sighs heavily. - Tommy, - Buck raises his eyebrows in surprise. - Has something happened? - Something has happened, - Tommy throws out and notices the concerned look from his boyfriend. Tommy remembers he had prepared a speech, but the words just slip away from his mind.

- Evan, from that moment at the cemetery with your speech, from the moment we moved in together, when we became Kitty’s parents, and when you held my hand in the hospital, I realized that I don’t want to spend a single day without you, not a single moment without you, - Tommy continues with difficulty, his voice unusually shaky.

- What do you…? - Buck asks, looking even more confused than before, and Tommy wants to fix it as quickly as possible.

- That’s why I want you to be with me and be mine, and I’ll be yours forever. - Tommy barely takes a breath as he says the most important words of his life.

- So… - Tommy, with trembling hands, pulls out a small velvet box from his pocket and sees the confusion on Evan’s face turn into realization and shock. - Evan Buckley… - Tommy kneels down. - Will you marry me and agree to be mine until the very end? - Tommy opens the box and holds his breath, waiting for the answer.

Buck looks at him and at the ring, pauses for a moment, and then his eyes fill with tears. - …Yes. - That’s all Buck can manage to say. - Yes, Tommy, yes-yes-yes, I will!

Buck suddenly drops to his knees beside Tommy and throws his arms around him, hugging him tightly. Tommy feels warm tears on his neck and gently embraces him in return.

The excitement of all the recent days finally releases Tommy.

- Just one word from you, and you make me so happy, Evan. How do you do it? - Tommy jokes softly. Now he has the strength to joke.

- A few words, and you turned me into a crying mess, Tommy, how dare you! - Buck sniffs.

- I love you so much, Tommy,-  Buck says, now quieter.

- I love YOU so much, Evan.

Their kitchen hears many tears, kisses, and confessions that evening.

- …I’m calling Eddie, he’ll lose his mind when he finds out! - He knows. - …He knows, and didn’t tell me anything??? Give me the phone, I’ll give him a piece of my mind! - My God, Evan… - …And you still love me, right? - Always, Evan. Always. @bucktommyfluffebruary ❤️ OMG this is the end!! It was a wild ride! Thank you to everyone who has read and liked my works! Love you lots ❤️❤️❤️

[zeldaseyebrows]

"She has a smile like the sun"

Day 28: Light, Sparkle, Bright

[littlesakis-aubade]

Day 28 - Light/Sparkle/Bright

I wanted to draw Zelda from Twilight Princess in one way or another. The part of the final battle where you ride with her on horseback is so cool…

[kommandantpinks-art]

Linktober Day 28: Light/Sparkle/Bright

Zelda using the Bow of Light in Twilight Princess is of the most badass Princess Zelda moments for me ✨️

Raghr this was rushed, but I tried my best!! Hopefully it paid off!

[nxzz-skz]

against all odds (l.hs)

ᯓ★ age-gap fic between violinist!reader and older!heeseung

ᯓ★ warnings : kiss, fluff, angst

ᯓ★ synopsis : When 28-year-old Lee Heeseung, a world-famous classical pianist, returns to his hometown after years of performing all around the world, he doesn't expect his world to be turned upside down by Y/N, a bubbly, talented 20-year-old violinist with a dream. As their connection deepens, they navigate the intricate dance between ambition and forbidden love, forced to confront the shadows of their past and the results of their growing feelings.

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The quiet buzz of the concert hall filled the space as the lights dimmed, leaving only the stage illuminated. Lee Heeseung stepped into the spotlight, the keys of the grand piano shining under the lights. Applause erupted, but he barely noticed. This was his life - his routine, his stage. Yet somehow, tonight felt different.

As his fingers glided over the keys, his eyes briefly connected with the ones of a figure in the wings. She wasn't a staff member, or one of the usual admirers. She was young, bright-eyed, and utterly captivated. Her gaze pierced through his, and for a split second, Heeseung's perfect rhythm faltered.

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The after-party was a grand affair, hosted in a luxurious rooftop venue that overlooked the city skyline. Heeseung mingled with sponsors and critics, his polite smile never wavering. But the monotony of praise began to weigh on him, and he found himself retreating to a quieter corner.

That’s when he saw her again, standing near the refreshment table, a flute of sparkling water in her hand. She was out of place yet confident, her posture straight and her eyes scanning the room as if cataloging every detail.

“Enjoy the performance?” Heeseung asked as he approached, his voice cutting through the ambient chatter.

Startled, she turned. “It was breathtaking,” she admitted, her voice steady despite the tremor in her hands. “I’ve never seen someone command an audience like that.”

“Do you play?” he asked, motioning to the violin case slung over her shoulder.

“I’m studying to. Well, trying to,” she said with a nervous laugh. “Y/N.”

“Heeseung,” he replied, though she clearly already knew. Something about her intrigued him—an energy, a spark that set her apart from the polished crowd around them.

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The hall was full of activity, students rushing between classes and rehearsals. Heeseung hadn't intended on giving a masterclass, but his manager insisted, claiming his presence would support the students.

He wasn't expecting Y/N to be one of them. Her fiery ambition radiated as she played her violin, her raw technique mixed in with moments of brilliance. She wasn't the best in the class, but there was something magnetic about her performance.

After the session, she stayed behind, waiting until the other students had filtered out.

"That piece you played at your concert...I've been trying to learn it."

"It's difficult," he said, raising an eyebrow. "But not impossible."

"Would you teach me?" she rushed, her cheeks turning red as the words escaped.

Heeseung hesitated for a moment. Teaching meant commitment, and he wasn't sure if he wanted that. But her eyes - full of determination - broke down his resolve. Against his better judgement, he agreed.

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Y/N’s apartment was a reflection of her personality—chaotic yet full of life. Plants lined the windowsills, and sheet music was scattered across the coffee table. Heeseung couldn’t help but smile as he stepped inside.

“Sorry about the mess,” she said, hastily gathering the papers. “I wasn’t expecting company.”

“It’s fine,” he assured her, his gaze wandering to a photo on the wall of a young Y/N with an older man. Her father, perhaps?

Their lessons began with structured discipline. Heeseung was meticulous, correcting her posture, her bow grip, even the way she breathed. But as days turned into weeks, the lines between teacher and student began to blur.

One evening, after a particularly tiring session, Y/N collapsed onto the couch, laughing. “I don’t think I’ve ever worked this hard.”

“You’re improving,” he remarked, a rare smile gracing his lips. “Slowly, but surely."

“Thanks to you,” she said, her voice soft. Their eyes met, and for a moment, the world seemed to hold its breath. The air between them was charged, but Heeseung quickly looked away, breaking the spell.

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One night, after a late practice, Y/N insisted on cooking dinner. Heeseung watched as she moved around the kitchen, her movements uncoordinated but endearing.

“Why did you come back?” she asked suddenly, breaking the comfortable silence.

Heeseung hesitated. “I needed a break. Life on the road isn’t as glamorous as it seems.”

“So you’re hiding?”

He chuckled. “Maybe. What about you? Why music?”

Her expression grew somber. “It’s the only thing that’s ever felt like mine. My parents wanted me to go into medicine, but I couldn’t let go of this.”

Their conversation grew more personal as the night wore on. Heeseung found himself opening up in ways he hadn’t expected, sharing stories from his past, his struggles with perfectionism, and the loneliness of fame.

As the evening drew to a close, their gazes locked, and the tension between them became almost unbearable. But Heeseung forced himself to pull away. “It’s late. I should go.”

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Heeseung’s departure from Y/N’s apartment left a lingering tension neither could ignore. He drove home in silence, the city lights blurring into streaks of gold and white. His mind wandered to her eyes, the way they seemed to draw out truths he had long buried. This wasn’t supposed to happen—he was her mentor, and there were boundaries he had no right to cross. Yet, something about her made those lines increasingly difficult to see.

The following week brought them back to the practice rooms, but the air between them felt different. Their sessions were as intense as ever, but Heeseung found himself hyper-aware of her presence. The way her fingers moved over the strings, the faint scent of lavender she carried, the way her laugh echoed in the practice room—everything about her was intoxicating.

Their routine shifted when Y/N suggested a duet for the conservatory’s upcoming gala. “It’ll be perfect,” she said, her eyes shining with excitement. “We can perform the piece I’ve been learning.”

Heeseung hesitated. Performing with her would draw attention, and attention was the last thing he wanted. Still, her enthusiasm was contagious. “Alright,” he agreed, “but you’ll need to work twice as hard.”

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As the gala approached, Heeseung’s life outside their rehearsals became increasingly chaotic. His manager, Jini, was relentless, urging him to commit to new projects and tours. “You can’t stay hidden forever,” she argued during a heated phone call. “Your career thrives on visibility.”

“I’m not ready,” he snapped.

Jini sighed. “You’re running, Heeseung. But from what?”

Her question lingered long after the call ended. Heeseung knew what he was avoiding: the weight of expectations, the pressure to be perfect, and the mistakes he’d made in the past. Mistakes that still haunted him.

Meanwhile, Y/N’s world was also unraveling. Her childhood friend, Chaeyoung, confronted her over coffee. “You’re spending a lot of time with him,” Mina said, her tone cautious.

“He’s my mentor,” Y/N replied, but Chaeyoung wasn’t convinced.

“Just be careful,” Chaeyoung warned. “He’s older, experienced, and you’re...vulnerable.”

Y/N bristled at the implication but couldn’t shake Chaeyoung's words. Was she being naive? Was her connection with Heeseung crossing a line she couldn’t see?

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The night of the gala arrived, and the conservatory’s main hall was transformed into a glittering spectacle. Students and faculty mingled with donors and esteemed guests, but all eyes were on Heeseung and Y/N as they took the stage.

Their performance was electric, the interplay between piano and violin weaving a story that left the audience breathless. When the final note faded, the applause was deafening.

Backstage, Heeseung turned to Y/N, his eyes filled with pride. “You were incredible.”

“So were you,” she replied, her voice soft. For a moment, they stood in silence, the world around them fading away. Heeseung stepped closer, his hand brushing against hers. The moment was charged, but before either could act, Jini appeared.

“Heeseung, we need to talk,” she said, her tone brisk. He pulled away, the spell broken.

“I’ll see you later,” he told Y/N, his expression unreadable as he followed Jini.

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The aftermath of the gala brought more complications than either anticipated. Y/N’s performance caught the attention of influential figures, and offers for auditions and collaborations began pouring in. But instead of excitement, she felt overwhelmed. Every opportunity seemed to come with strings attached, and the pressure to prove herself grew suffocating.

Heeseung, meanwhile, found himself at odds with Jini. “You’re sabotaging your career,” she accused during a heated argument. “Staying here, playing mentor to some student… What are you doing, Heeseung?”

“It’s not just about her,” he argued, though even he wasn’t sure if that was true.

“Then what is it about?” Jiwoo demanded, but Heeseung had no answer.

Their worlds collided one evening when Y/N showed up at his apartment, tears streaming down her face. “I can’t do this,” she said, her voice breaking. “It’s too much.”

Without thinking, Heeseung pulled her into his arms, his hand stroking her hair as she cried. “You’re not alone,” he whispered, his voice filled with a tenderness that scared them both.

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In the days that followed Y/N’s emotional visit to Heeseung’s apartment, a delicate truce formed between them. Their lessons continued, but the unspoken tension lingered, their every glance charged with the weight of things left unsaid. For Y/N, the pressure to succeed grew insurmountable as offers for prestigious auditions and collaborations rolled in. Yet, every step forward felt like it pulled her further away from what she truly wanted.

Meanwhile, Heeseung wrestled with his own demons. Memories of his former life—the relentless touring, the personal betrayals—crept in like shadows, forcing him to question whether he could ever truly find peace. Y/N was a bright light in his life, but he feared his presence might dim hers.

One evening, as they practiced in the conservatory’s empty hall, Y/N set her violin down abruptly. “I can’t do this anymore,” she said, her voice trembling. “I’m being pulled in a thousand directions, and I don’t even know what I’m chasing.”

Heeseung stepped closer, his expression softening. “You’re chasing your dream. But maybe it’s time to ask yourself what that dream really looks like.”

Y/N met his gaze, her eyes brimming with unshed tears. “I thought I knew. But now…” Her voice broke, and Heeseung’s resolve crumbled. He reached out, his hand brushing her cheek.

“You’re allowed to change your mind,” he said softly. “You don’t have to have all the answers right now.”

For a moment, the space between them disappeared, and Heeseung’s thumb traced the curve of her cheek. Tentatively, as though testing the boundaries they had carefully maintained, Y/N leaned forward. Their lips met, a soft, tentative kiss that deepened as the emotions they had suppressed finally spilled over.

Heeseung pulled back slightly, his forehead resting against hers. “This might be a mistake,” he murmured, though his voice held no conviction.

“If it is, it’s the best one I’ve ever made,” Y/N whispered, her fingers clutching his shirt. The unspoken agreement between them allowed the moment to linger, their breaths mingling as they stood locked in each other’s presence.

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The conservatory’s gala performance earned Y/N widespread acclaim, but it also brought scrutiny. A rival violinist, Kwon Junseo, began spreading rumors about her relationship with Heeseung. “She’s only getting attention because of him,” he sneered to anyone who would listen. The whispers reached Y/N quickly, leaving her devastated.

“Is this what people think of me?” she asked Heeseung during one of their late-night practices. “That I’m using you?”

Heeseung’s jaw tightened. “People will always talk. But you and I know the truth. That’s what matters.”

But it wasn’t enough. The rumors began to affect Y/N’s confidence, and she started withdrawing from the opportunities she had worked so hard to earn. Desperate to shield her, Heeseung confronted Junseo during a faculty meeting.

“You don’t know anything about her,” Heeseung said, his voice low but dangerous. “If you spent half as much time practicing as you do gossiping, you might actually become someone worth listening to.”

Junseo flushed, but Heeseung’s words only fueled the fire. The tension at the conservatory reached a breaking point, and Y/N began to wonder if leaving was the only solution.

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On a cold winter evening, Y/N stood outside Heeseung’s apartment, clutching an envelope in her hands. Inside was a letter of acceptance to a prestigious music academy abroad. It was everything she had ever wanted, yet it felt like a goodbye she wasn’t ready to give.

When Heeseung opened the door, his expression shifted from surprise to concern. “What is it?” he asked, noticing her trembling hands.

“I got in,” she said, handing him the letter. “To the academy in Vienna.”

Heeseung’s heart sank, though he forced a smile. “That’s incredible. You deserve it.”

“But I don’t know if I want to go,” she admitted, her voice breaking. “I’m scared to leave everything behind. To leave you behind.”

Heeseung’s chest tightened. “Y/N, you can’t make this decision based on me. This is your dream, your chance to grow. Don’t let anything hold you back.”

“What if I’m not ready?” she asked, tears streaming down her face.

Heeseung cupped her face gently, his thumb brushing away her tears. “You’re more ready than you know. And no matter where you go, I’ll always be cheering for you.”

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Y/N’s departure came too soon, and the day she boarded her flight to Vienna felt like a blur. Heeseung stood at the airport, watching her disappear through the gates, his heart heavy but full of pride. He had let her go, knowing it was the right thing to do, even if it left an ache he couldn’t ignore.

In Vienna, Y/N flourished. The academy pushed her to new heights, and her confidence grew with every performance. Letters from Heeseung became her anchor, his words of encouragement reminding her of the strength she carried within.

Back home, Heeseung returned to the stage, finding a renewed passion for music. His performances carried a depth that critics praised, though only he knew the source of his inspiration.

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Years later, Y/N returned to the city for a special performance at the conservatory. The hall was packed, but her eyes sought out only one face in the crowd. When the lights dimmed, and the first notes of her violin filled the air, she felt his presence like a steady heartbeat.

After the concert, she found him waiting backstage. Time had changed them both, but the connection between them remained unbroken.

“You were extraordinary,” Heeseung said, his voice filled with pride.

“I had a great teacher,” she replied, her smile soft.

As they walked out into the crisp evening air, their footsteps falling in rhythm, Y/N reached for his hand. For the first time, they moved forward together, their paths no longer shadowed by uncertainty but illuminated by the music they had created—a symphony of shadows and light.

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[jullbnt]

(Very late) Linktober 2023 – Day 27. Plants/Forest

One more Sage for my collection :D

The Forest Temple has such an incredible atmosphere, it's definitely one of my favorite dungeons! It might sound weird but I let the theme play for hours while drawing this and it was so soothing :))

Light and Water next ✌

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Linktober 2023 Masterlist

Linktober 2023 OoT Seven Sage

[pix4japan]

Ita’s Rapeseed Field: A Scenic Gem on the Izu Peninsula・早春の伊田村に広がる、自然と人の営みが織りなす美しい風景

The Ita rapeseed field is a charming local attraction designed to be enjoyed from the Sparkling Hill Lookout (Kirameki-no-Oka, 煌めきの丘), located along Prefectural Highway No. 17 in Shizuoka Prefecture, Japan. The lookout gets its poetic name from the way sunlight reflects off the tips of the waves in Suruga Bay, making the sea sparkle like diamonds at certain times of the day under the right conditions.

Between late January and mid-February, the bright yellow rapeseed blossoms bloom in a unique formation — spelling out the kanji characters for Ita (井田) against the backdrop of rich brown soil and green winter foliage. This striking contrast is best appreciated from above, where the vivid yellow field is framed by the deep blue waters of Suruga Bay, steep cliffs, and — on a clear day — a breathtaking view of Mt. Fuji to the north.

Location: Numazu, Shizuoka, Japan Timestamp: 2025/03/19・09:00 and 09:01 Pentax K-1 II + DFA 28-105mm F3.5-5.6 + CP 105 mm ISO 400 for 1/400 sec. at ƒ/9 28 mm ISO 100 for 1/250 sec. at ƒ/8

Full write-up (1-minute read) with Google Maps link + sources: https://www.pix4japan.com/blog/20250319-ita

[toasttt11]

perfect

October 28, 2022

Julianna was waiting outside the locker room after the hockey game, Michigan winning 5-4z

She heard a specific nickname for her being called and looked up, “Jules!” Luca grinned as he saw her waiting in the spot she waits after ever game, he ran a hand through his freshly showered hair and walked right over to her.

“Luca!” Julianna beamed and pulled him into a gentle hug, she pulled back reluctantly ignoring the feeling of disappointment but kept her hands on her his arms, “You played great.” Julianna soflty smiled titling her head as she looked up at him through her lashes making her bright blue eyes sparkle at him.

Luca smiled, which is easy in her presence, “Thank you Jules.”

Luke and Adam walked out of the locker room together and both stopped watching the scene in front of them. Both of their older siblings laughing together with pink cheeks and little touches between them.

“Ah makes sense.” Adam shrugged and Luke turned to him looking questioning towards Adam, “Luca told me about a girl he saw on the first day and then when you introduced them a few weeks ago i realized Julia is the girl he can’t see to shut up about from his class and Luca was happy because they got partnered together.” Adam explained to Luke as they continued to watch Luca and Julianna interact.

Luke slowly nodded and realized Luca was the guy she was doing a project with. Luke watched his sister look so happy and don’t think anyone has ever made her laugh so brightly before and Luke can tell Luca obviously cares especially because of the sappy look on Luca’s face as he stares at Julianna.

“Think they are good together?” Luke questioned Adam, he wanted his sister to find someone, someone she could be loved by and love.

“I think they are perfect for each other.” Adam nodded and turned around to Luke as they stared at each other they shares nod both mutually agreeing to get their older siblings together.

[val-creative]

Fictober Day 28 'just say what you want'

William T. Spears/Grelle

For @fictober-event Day 28 prompt!

Type: Fanfiction | Fandom: Kuroshitsuji | Ship: William T. Spears/Grelle Sutcliff | Warnings & Triggers: Body Dysphoria.

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It is certainly unusual. Most unusual. Seeing Grelle return to a case involving undercover work as a plain-faced and human butler.

She sneers, her teeth no longer elegantly pointed.

"Oh! You fiend! Just SAY what you want to say!" Grelle fusses, glaring heatedly between her reflection in a spoon and William. "I already know you want to say something HORRID to me when I'm like this!"

William ignores the dramatics, sighing and closing his extendable pruner of a scythe. William's darkly gloved hands clench, empty.

In the middle of another tearfully savage rant, Grelle hesitates, looking down to those fingers straightening her bright red ribbon-tie.

"Presentable enough," William monotones, not moving away. A true and undeniable compliment from an individual of the Management Division. He again ignores Grelle who squeals softly and clasps her hands together, little red sparkling hearts twirling in Grelle's eyes.

"Ooohhhh~~! I don't mind at all crossdressing for my dear Will~!~~!!"

"Young women should behave more proper. Learn how to."

"KEEEEEEEEEEEEYAAAAAHHHHH!!~!!!~~~"