i have recently become mentally ill about a video game. play in stars and time
(uncensored vague act 6/twohats spoilers under the cut)
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Can we talk about how Gabriel's punishment was to have his memory wiped and to be demoted to a rank just slightly below Muriel's ? And how before that Muriel thought they were the lowest rank, considering themself "nobody" and rarely even seeing any other angels?
All I'm saying is maybe Gabriel isn't the first angel to have their memory wiped before being demoted to scrivener.
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I'm cringe but free
What if they were both boy kisses? What then? 😳
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Overthinking Boyfriend who carries the scars of his past and is terrified of being hurt again by the world
🤝 (I got nothing, I just think they should hold hands)
Overthinking boyfriend who carries the scars of his past and aggressively moves forward in life to spite anything that has ever wronged him.
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for the ask meme--ikrie, aloy, talanah!!
Cultivating my brand properly, I see, yisssss
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🌹!
Sakuya put his head in his hands, letting out a quiet sigh. His quickly reddening ears manage to match up with his hair. "It's just... I don't know what to do with these feelings and this is the first time I'm feeling them so..."
Citron gently pats him on the head. "Ah, the first blossoms of love are the hardest! It is a Zahran saying, and it is true. But do not fret!"
"Let those feelings grow, and then you can decide what to do. Do not rush love, for it could end up painful. When you have seen the flower of your love, then you can decide!" Citron chuckles, still patting him on the head. "It was very hard for me to pick between Itaru and Chikage, but I could not choose between them so I just chose them both!"
"...Is that okay?" Sakuya's voice is muffled, although he lifts his head a bit.
"If they are okay with it!"
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not to be so disgusting and gross about gojo on the dash but i think he's such a flirty, teasing idiot that, when you show him genuine and true affection, he goes all somber and quiet.
like you come up to him after dinner and stand on your tip-toes and hug him for no reason, give him a fat kiss on the cheek for no reason, and he just — lets you. doesn't say anything, just kind of hums and lightly places his hands on your hips, so gently you might not even know they're there. you tell him, "i love you, thank you for eating with me," and he presses his mouth to the top of your head, lips squished, and says it back, but there's no jokes, no teasing remarks. he just allows himself to be weak and to bask in it, for as long as he can.
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