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{ @knowledgeablesorcery​ || Continued }

Therion practically fell against the other, his face completely red from how he had simply admitted how he felt about the other. Really, it had just tumbled out. Had Cyrus ignored it and not said anything he probably wouldn’t have realized what he had said. But now that the scholar was holding him like this, Therion couldn’t help but return the hug by wrapping his own arms around the other.

{THERION} ---- “I’m happier with you around...”

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eisenblade replied to your post: {CYRUS} —- “Oh dear, I’m staying out of this.”

’….. that’s fair.‘

{CYRUS} ---- “My apologies, I just feel like I could be confused for him and get dragged into an even bigger mess. Good luck with your search though.”

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{CYRUS} ---- “Oh dear, I’m staying out of this.”

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{ @crystarchived || Continued }

{MATTHEW} ---- “And yet... In a way, I’m still him. I may not act like him, but we’re the same person. His mistakes are my own. I may not have made them yet but the fact that such a thing even happened means that it’s still possible for it to happen again.

He should just find his way back to his time. The longer he’s here the more likely he is to mess up time even more. Sure going back meant that he would one day die to Ophilia and commit atrocities, but if that’s his fate that was decided by Aelfric, then who was he to deny that?

{MATTHEW} ---- “We’re the same person, so that simply means we have the same demons, do we not?”

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BRAVELY SECOND sentence prompts pt 2.

‘so many things happened that were beyond any one person’s control.’

‘forgive me for losing faith.’

‘why, if they even laid a finger on you…’

‘the line between courage and recklessness is a thin one indeed.’

‘words are like heads of cabbage - weigh them well before you choose.’

‘you have my permission to praise me further.’

‘we’ve been fighting almost nonstop to get here. we could all use a little break.’

‘it’s kind of nice, don’t you think? just the two of us…?’

‘i want to crawl into a deep, dark hole…’

‘nothing gives me greater happiness than the feeling of my blade rushing through the air.’

‘can’t you feel it? the gaze of monsters in the shadows, watching our every move…’

‘it’s like you’re chiselled from solid stone!’

‘one hundred push-ups a day from now on! i’m gonna get ripped!’

‘take a deep breath… then we take action.’

‘i was too much of a coward to face my past.’

‘what is someone to do when confronted with the truth - that their whole life has been a lie?’

‘i… i am fine. i’m just glad i wasn’t too late.’

‘oh, go take a nap, old man.’

‘you made my world a bigger place. thank you.’

‘too bad we can’t stay like this.’

‘my intentions are nothing if not noble. my only desire is to help.’

‘duty. such a simple word… yet it has the power to keep two loving souls apart…’

‘memory… the cruelest and most beautiful of gifts.’

‘we look back at days gone by, and only too late see them for what they were.’

‘you may learn truths you wish you had never known.’

‘what you believed in yesterday has not lost meaning because of what you learned today.’

‘i feared you might forget this place.’

‘push me again and you’ll find yourself under the heel of my boot, you little rat!’

‘sometimes i wonder if there’s anything at all between those two ears of yours.’

‘can we lay off the murderous rage a bit?’

‘have you not been listening to a word i’ve said!?’

‘the moment you start worrying about your foe, you’re dead.’

‘for once in your life, fight like you mean it!’

‘there is nothing impossible in this world.’

‘you must have been nervous.’

‘um, well, i’m not just, like, totally hot. i also do, like, volunteer work and stuff. and i totally, like, love animals.’

‘i do not have a conceited bone in my body!’

‘have it your way - perhaps their corpses will be more talkative.‘

‘like little rats in a trap…’

‘my blade knows no mercy.’

‘well, today’s just been full of surprises.’

‘try not to wander - it’s easy to lose your way.’

‘i didn’t figure you for the overprotective type…’

‘you were like the sun to me. that day, and every day since.’

‘aren’t you terrible with heights?’

‘my strength is yours; i fight at your side!’

‘do i scare you…?’

‘but night gives way to dawn, and our time together must come to an end.’

‘can’t you see what you’re doing!?’

‘no matter what i must sacrifice, i will atone for my sins.’

‘whether that day marked the beginning for us, or the end… i do not know.’

‘thoughts and emotions are inseparable from the flow of time itself!’

‘even if this body breaks - the strength of my will shall carry on…!‘

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“Ah, my apologies Therion. It simply looked like that you needed a hug is all. I mean you no harm.” He said reassuringly, before pulling his arms away. He gave Therion a small smile as he moved away from the thief a little, he didn’t know why he had wanted to hug Therion; he wasn’t often one for affection after all.

Therion frowned as the other pulled away, and he shook his head. Why was he fine with Cyrus hugging him like that? He didn’t know, but that didn’t stop him from grabbing onto the other’s hand.

{THERION} ---- “It’s... It’s fine.”

A light blush appeared on the thief’s face, and he tried to ignore the fact that it was there.

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@knowledgeablesorcery (I apologise Therion) 💤

{ @knowledgeablesorcery }

Therion hadn’t been expecting for the scholar to sudden pull him into a hug like this, but here he was. He looked towards Cyrus, a look of confusion on his face. What in the hell was the other doing?

{THERION} ---- “Hey. Albright. What are you doing?”

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@lonewolfthief (Cyrus) 💤

{ @lonewolfthief }

A chuckle left the scholar as he found himself in the other’s arms once more, and he pulled the other man into a tight embrace. If Therion needed affection, then he would be more than fine with giving it.

{CYRUS} ---- “Are you comfortable, Therion?”

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Send 💤 to cuddle with my muse.

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Come into my ask box and interrogate my muse. This is your chance to ask them anything you ever wanted. On or off anon

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Acts of affection ( shippy/ fluff edition )

💝 - your muse says “I love you” to mine

❤ - our muses stay up all night talking

💔 - your muse gives up _____ for mine

💓 - our muses have their first kiss and its not exactly perfect

💗 - our muses are wrestling playfully and yours suddenly kisses mine

💕- your muse cares for mine while ill

💘 - our muses have been friends for quite a while, and yours suddenly realized they have deeper feelings for mine

💋 - my muse covers yours in lipstick kisses

💄- your muse covers mine in lipstick kisses

😍 - your muse notices mine for the first time, and its love at first sight

💏- our muses have been “friends with benefits” up until now and they are both realizing they want more than that

🌸 - your muse puts a flower behind mine’s ear

🎊 - my muse is pregnant and yours is ecstatic upon hearing the good news

🍟 - your muse steals a fry from mine and says “You’re cute when you’re mad.”

💯 - our muses wake up together after a one night stand

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knowledgeablesorcery‌:

“Hmm, my apologies I didn’t specifically mean you.”

{THERION} ---- “I figured. Just keep in mind that you should probably specify.”

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knowledgeablesorcery‌:

“Indeed, but it seems that Therion doesn’t tend to think with his head.”

{THERION} ---- “Correction. That specific Therion doesn’t think with his head.”

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“Oh dear, this is quite the ridiculous situation hmm?”

{THERION} ---- “It really is. You would think that pissing off a dragon version of yourself is a bad idea.”

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Loud sighing from a certain thief.

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@knowledgeablesorcery for mattias/matthew “Glad to see you survived until I got here.”

{ @knowledgeablesorcery }

Matthew was in a bad situation and he knew it. Just from how these people were looking at him he could tell he wasn’t welcomed. Perhaps he shouldn’t have come to Wispermill seeking answers to what the future him had done. Obviously it was nothing good.

Being a Cleric meant he could defend himself, sure. But he didn’t exactly want to unleash powerful magics upon the townsfolk. So he stuck with only healing himself as he tried to talk to them.

There was nothing that could be done though, as it seemed like they weren’t listening to him. (Again, he wouldn’t blame them.)

And then that scholar showed up.

He didn’t know the man’s name, but the fact that he was here to help was enough for him.

{MATTHEW} ---- “Th... Thank you, sir?”

Did this man know who he was? Why was he helping him?