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slytherinshua · 24 days

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MISSION: CHEER UP MY BOYFRIEND

genre. fluff. kinda angsty cause seunghan is sad :( warnings. kinda implied that this is abt the seunghan situation so its angsty :( but a lot of kissing <3 pairing. seunghan x fem!reader. wc. 602. request. no. a/n. im so sick and tired of this i love seunghan sm i miss him sm i cannot stand this skdjksdjks literally seeing cb stuff is breaking me im not gonna be watching any of it but ill probably be writing a lot of seunghan fics so feel free to req other briizes who miss him like me </3

“That’s it. We’re not doing this anymore.” You announced suddenly, your voice laced with a determination that Seunghan knew meant that you absolutely could not be persuaded away from whatever your mind had come up with.

He hummed a little quietly, waiting for you to continue your thought. To be honest, today was not the best day for him to match your energetic energy. He loved having fun and spending time with you, but maybe it was one particular twitter comment that stuck with him, or the meeting he had been in yesterday that kept dwelling on his mind, his mood had been down since the day started.

You didn’t continue your thought however, and instead snatched Seunghan’s phone right out of his hands. He looked up at you with confused eyes and fallen eyebrows.

“Give it back.” Seunghan pleaded. He didn’t have energy to try and wrestle you for it. Even forming words was challenging at the moment. He felt like he could break down in tears at any second, but he wouldn’t. He didn’t want to show you how much it was all affecting him.

“Give it back so you can continue doom-scrolling under your hashtag? Not gonna happen, Hani.” You shook your head firmly. Taking your own phone from your back pocket, you placed both phones in the drawer of the bedside table and shut it. Seunghan watched silently, sinking further into the sheets with a frown on his face.

You brushed off your hands after completing your phone-snatching task, seemingly very pleased with yourself. Seunghan didn’t want to admit it, but seeing you with so much energy despite everything that was going wrong made him feel a little better. A tiny warm feeling in his chest started to bloom, but it wasn’t quite enough to lift his mood completely.

“Now— mission: cheer up my boyfriend, is a go!” You declared, and climbed onto the bed again. Seunghan’s lip twitched, fighting to grow into a smile, but he didn’t let it. He laid still, hands crossed over his chest until you grabbed one of his hands and pulled him closer. He didn’t fight back; he had already decided in his mind that that would just make the situation more miserable, even if he had no energy to match your cheerfulness.

You pulled him until his head was in your lap, smiling happily that he didn’t protest. He turned so he faced up, looking at you with those dark eyes, waiting for what your next move would be. You simply let your lips curve into a smile before diving down to press a kiss to his nose.

He scrunched it up, his eyes closed from the suddenness of your movement, “What was that for?” He breathed out. He waited for the answer which you never gave, already pressing your lips to his skin again. His forehead, temple, cheek, chin, nose, lips— anywhere you could reach. It felt slightly ticklish to Seunghan, simultaneously summoning butterflies in his stomach. He couldn’t stop the laugh that surfaced when your kisses moved closer to his ear.

You smiled against his skin, “There it is. I missed your laugh so much.” You whispered, pulling back with a fond smile on your face. Seunghan’s eyes widened a little, gazing up with an even fonder look than you. He pulled himself up, one hand on your cheek as he returned your kiss.

You smiled gleefully, the success of your cheer-up mission being more than you could have expected. All it took was a few simple kisses to bring Seunghan’s smile back— at least for a little while.

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deathvsthemaiden · 3 years

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Prince Harry, Prince William, Waver Velvet, Diluc Ragnvindr, Jeremy Fragrence, and Childe (Ajax)....uwa I spelled Diluc's name right on the first go!

THE DISGUST THE VISCERAL DISGUST I AM FEELING AT EXACTLY HALF OF THESE.... ur too good and dependable I LOVE u *sniffles* 😔🤕

Harry:

Yikes full stop. Yikes. || I Don’t See The Appeal || Not My Type || He’s Alright || I See The Appeal But I’m Different™ || Cute But On Alternating Wednesdays || He Has A Kind Face And That’s Good Enough || Pretty || Gorgeous || I— I Love? || I Do Not Deserve How Could You Do This? Hmm? Et tu, Brutus? 😐

Ok listen being royalty esp modern royalty immediately cancels out any beauty god gave you in my eyes. All the poetry I wax about how there is something to appreciate in every face and body is null and void here. If we take the Some Guy approach and look at him objectively (impossible but I’ll humor you in the name of love and not being a spoilsport).... nothing I feel nothing. Maybe a whisper of contempt and a little voice in my head going “we should avoid him he’s not going to add to our life.” But that’s. IT.

William:

Yikes, I Don’t See The Appeal || Not My Type || He’s Alright || I See The Appeal But I’m Different™ || Cute But On Alternating Wednesdays || He Has A Kind Face And That’s Good Enough || Pretty || Gorgeous || I— I Love? We Don’t Deserve Him. II I’m Far Too Sane And Pretty For This?

*by this point I am shaking and crying from psychic damage* see above 👆🏽😐

Waver Velvet:

Yikes, I Don’t See The Appeal || Not My Type || He’s Alright || I See The Appeal But. I’m Different™ || Cute But On Alternating Wednesdays || He Has A Kind Face And That’s Good Enough || Pretty (I Suppose) Like If He Floats Your Boat Epic But I Might Not Attend The Wedding || Gorgeous || I— I Love? We Don’t Deserve Him.

his younger self awakens big sister instincts in me meaning he would be SO fun to tease and annoy + root for + naively hope he grows into a fine young man. At that young age he is not yet broken so there is no fixing to be done, but I certainly could help set him straight! Like a bonsai 💚 he’s more sinless and (unintentionally) funny and full of promise than his other selves.

His adult self however awakens the misandrist in me. I wanna come up to him unprovoked and tell him to smile or else bc that’s the only time he’s handsome imo.... also when he has vulnerable moments like being sad the shoes he bought with his first ever paycheck got ruined 🥺 or when he gets all triumphant and carefree ever so once in a while, like in the first ep of Case Files... what I mean is sometimes his prickly hard cranky veneer cracks and I catch a dazzling shimmer of handsome but... not often enough for my liking 😑 for my favored pixelated men I get a genuine kick out of their being disgruntled (sign of true love) but his grumbling just makes me want to file for divorce and we’re not even married 😐 like can you imagine road tripping with this man? I can’t I couldn’t I will not! And omg I don’t think you could make him say stuff like I love you without feeling like you’re pulling teeth... I don’t have the patience to reach that point with him. We’d be so bad for each other and not even in the fun way... his sharp way of dress and penchant for red and long hair and passion for certain subjects are just not enough to salvage him for me, if I want to be subjected to a short tempered man all day I have a father 😩 also he has the kind of sense of responsibility that would doom you if you married him I feel. Like admirable but also what the fuck dude. Taking on all of Kayneth’s debt w/o batting an eye? Mr Velvet what about your hypothetical wife and children.... like I can’t imagine him stopping to think about them in such a scenario... he’d have to marry someone like Melvin (or Melvin himself) who would get a kick out of that brash decision and support him and I’m the wrong dame! He feels like if he had a family and he grew into old age, he would end up one of those foreboding slightly frigid patriarchs w/ short fuses who have hearts of gold but you have to dig so long and hard that by the time you have reached it you’re youth has passed you by and your fingers are worn to the bone and you’re tired... so tired..... you should’ve listened to your mother and married that nice doctor within your ethnic group instead... he’s been a widower for a few years now, hasn’t he? Has a summer home in Vienna and a very nice curly beard? Last time you stalked his FB anyway....

Also his little friend Melvin is hilarious but I could never allow him into my home on the reg. I refuse. Reines is on thin ice and reminds me too much of my sister in some ways... Literally the only person he is oft surrounded by that I would not only be chill with but delighted to have over is Flatt Escardos. Love that wild little man, he’s a brilliant riot. But also a bit of a danger to himself and others I think? Idk I barely read FSF bc the niqabi character design pissed me off to hell and back and then some 😔💔

Diluc Ragnvindr:

Oh he’s pretty enough.... like def not an ugly man! But as you yourself often correctly say he’s just Some Guy! When you tell me why you love him I absolutely understand how he captivated you 🥺 but I personally am too wild of heart to be ensnared by so sober (ahaha get it? Bc he owns a tave— whatever nvm v_v)/ and stable a man.

Jeremy Fragrance:

Yikes, I Don’t See The Appeal || Not My Type || He’s Alright || I Could See The Objective Appeal If He Never Opened His Mouth But I’m Too Smart To Be Taken In By Some Conventionally Pretty Features And Some Muscle™ || Cute But On Alternating Wednesdays || He Has A Kind Face And That’s Good Enough || Pretty || Gorgeous || I— I Love? We Don’t Deserve Him.

I scroll past his vids fairly fast the same way I often scroll past spider pics that make it on to my dash despite my best efforts.... when I decide to watch his videos I regret it so much and can barely finish. The way he talks and acts and the things he Just Says sans hesitation make me so uncomfy... so performative and out of touch in the unfun way and aggressive... why isn’t he an actor why couldn’t he be named Jeremy Drama... then I could lie to myself and go it’s okayyy Hiba it isn’t real I’m sure he’s sane behind closed doors 😖 anyway I couldn’t willingly stay in the same room with him for 5 min I COULDNT! I’m v confident our priorities and moral compasses are polar opposites and have you heard the way he talks about women? 🤨 I would honestly. Prefer Patrick Bateman. Not even kidding bc at least that man isn’t real and has successfully made me laugh and gets Big Mad over the dumbest stuff so I can mock him before he kills me. Also I think I could outsmart Bateman but... what does one do with JF other than... keep ur distance. Like I’d never trust either BUT. Yeah.

Childe (Ajax):

HES ERRATIC.... IM ERRATIC.... CAN I MAKE IT ANY MORE OBVIOUSSSS<3 no but rlly I love a lively straightforward man and he’s got red in his character design + is often pictured with whales? And his galactic themed suit of armor is nice 😳 he’d be fun to hang out with and divorce on grounds so outrageous and absurd we both find it hilarious ✅ like I don’t think I’ll ever love love him esp since all my knowledge of him is second hand but he sounds like a blast 💥

#asks #long post #I had to invent so many new categories for this.... necessity rlly is the cruel stepmother of invention after all #waver is a cactus but I am no desert rose... I need more I hunger for more

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sutterbabe · 7 years

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#10 Auston Matthews

Hi could you please do an imagine where you're Auston's best friend and he helps you through a sleepless night and maybe you realize you like each other? Thank you!

warnings: swearies bc I have a potty mouth

Idk what this is but at least the last bit is cute

song suggestion of the day: Laid by james (cover by catfish and the bottlemen bc i cant stop listening to them atm)

It hadn’t been a great week if you were being honest. This wasn’t your first restless night but at least tonight you could find a little comfort in snapchatting Auston. He’d had the opposite problem and had pretty much just slept for three days straight so it was nice to talk to him again.

‘You look tired.’

‘wow thanks.’ you replied.

‘maybe you should sleep its already 11.40′

you laughed at that. It was cute how he’d say little things like that. He was always looking out for you and you appreciated it.

‘Maybe you should. Weren’t you trying to get back to a normal sleep pattern?’

‘don’t think that’s going to happen anytime soon’ he replied. ‘but seriously, you look exhausted.’

‘fine I’ll go to bed if it’ll make you shut up about it.’ you replied, knowing that he was not going to let it go anytime soon if you didn’t.

After tossing and turning for what felt like hours, you were scrolling through instagram looking for something to do when Auston messaged you.

‘thought you went to sleep’

‘you stalker.’ you replied with a small smile. ‘can’t sleep’

he sent you a sad face. ‘why not?’

‘idk. Just can’t’

‘im coming over.’

You rolled your eyes at that. ‘no you aren’t. Go to sleep Auston.’

You should have known that he was way too stubborn to listen to you. About twenty minutes later, you were up watching whatever on your phone when there was a knock on the door.

“You shouldn’t have come.” you told him, but moved aside to let him inside anyway.

He pouted at you. “No way. I’m not letting you stay Sleepless in seattle all alone.” he informed you, making you smile. “Lets watch a movie or something.”

“It’s 12.40 in the morning.” you protested.

“Well you weren’t sleeping anyway.” he reasoned, settling down on your couch and flicking through netflix. You sat down next to him, cuddling up to his side for warmth.

“You don’t have to do this you know.” you told him.

“I know.” he replied, gently wrapping an arm around your waist and leaning his head on top of yours.

“What?” Auston asked when he noticed you were doing more looking at him than you were the TV. You flushed and quickly looked away. You both had been in and out of sleep for the past few hours. Truthfully, you could hardly believe he was here. He was so busy and you knew he loved sleep more than life. Yet here he was, cuddled up with you in the wee hours of the morning all because you couldn’t get to sleep. “Seriously, Y/n, you’re making me nervous.” he told you, unconsciously reaching across to brush a strand of hair from your face.

“I just.. you don’t have to be here.” you shrugged.

He rolled his eyes. “Y/n stop. No one’s forcing me to be here. I’m here because I want to be.”

That sentence alone made your heart skip. You took a breath to calm yourself. “I know. It doesn’t mean I don’t appreciate it.” you replied with a small smile.

He smirked. “Never said why I was here though did I? Maybe I raid your chocolate stash once you’re asleep.” he replied, waggling his eyebrows at you.

You snorted. “Possible.” you mused. “I think it’d be a win for both of us.” you poked his ribs. “you’re boney”

He pouted at you. “I’m not boney.”

“You kinda are.” you retorted.

“Not as boney as you.” he smirked, nudging your side.

“Cheeky.” you laughed, contorting your body to try and get away from him. He knew you were ticklish. “I thought you were going to help me go to sleep.” you added as Auston jabbed his fingers into your waist, making you shriek out and jerk away from him.

“Never said that. I’m just here for your chocolate.” you replied with an evil grin as you writhed under his fingers.

“Stop!!” you laughed, struggling to get away. “Auston please!”

“Only if you say ‘Auston Matthews is an amazing best friend/hockey player aand the most attractive person you have ever seen.’” he smirked triumphantly.

“That’s not saying much seeing as I’ve never seen Noah Hanifin in real life.” you began, shrieking again as Auston continued his onslaught.

“Well I guess this is how you want to die. I’m not stopping anytime soon.”

“What about hockey?” you blurted out before being overcome by another wave of laughter.

“I can multitask.” He shrugged with a smirk. That. Right there. That was way too attractive than you should have found it. The smirk, the cocky confidence, the nonchalant shrug. God, you were doomed.

Plan B was to try and escape, which ended awfully. Auston was way stronger than you were and knew exactly what you were doing. In a matter of moments he had you pinned down with no means of escape with you yelling weird stuff like “Beau Bennett wouldn’t treat me like this.”

“Say it.” Auston demanded.

“Never.” you were close to crying from how hard you were laughing. Auston was relentless but also with a weird combination of care, if death by tickle was an option, always making sure to let you breathe before he continued his assault.

“Say it.”

“AUSTON MATTHEWS SUCKS!”

“Incorrect.” he smirked and you screamed as he returned to tickling the life out of you again.

“You’re a sick person.” you spluttered out between laughter.

“I am.” he agreed, but he didn’t seem too broken up by that fact.

You finally surrendered a few moments later, Auston’s offensive too great for you to resist. Especially with that damn smirk.

“AustonMatthewsIsagreatBestFriend/HockeyPlayer.”

“Sorry what was that?” He mused.

“AUSTON MATTHEWS IS A GREAT BEST FRIEND/HOCKEY PLAYER”

“and?” he prompted with that same shit-eating grin.

“theMostAttractivePersonIHaveEverSeen.”

He raised an eyebrow and you huffed dramatically.

“AND THE MOST ATTRACTIVE PERSON I HAVE EVER SEEN.”

“Thank you.” he smirked, rolling off of you as you glared at him and smacked him in the chest. “Now can you believe I’m really a sick sadist who’s only here for your chocolate?” he mused as you got up from the couch to fetch a glass of water.

You smirked. “Sure. That, or you’re just in love with me.” you waggled your eyebrows for effect. God, you wished. Of course, you were just joking but the way Auston paled for a second made your eyes widen.

“...Oh...my god.” you whispered almost dropping your glass. “Auston...”

“I should go.” he murmured quietly.

Holy shit.

Auston Matthews had a fucking crush on you and you had been too caught up in making sure that he didn’t find out about your own gigantic crush on him, that you’d missed it. Holy Shit. H O L Y S H I T.

“Auston,” you began. How...? When...? You had no idea where to begin.

“Goodnight Y/n.” Auston said quickly, grabbing his keys off the bench and heading for the door.

“Auston!” you were left standing there, frozen, for a few minutes before your body is finally moving, racing out of your apartment after him. You caught him outside, on the pavement before he got to his car. It was close to four in the morning and the first few slivers of sunlight were starting to pry apart the horizon, dying the sky streaks of purple. You always found this time of day some kind of magical. There was a shudder that ran through your body when your hand brushed Auston’s elbow, sending your heart racing and the butterflies in your stomach aflutter. He turned around to face you, the light did something to his eyes, catching flecks in them that you rarely got to see. Some kind of beautiful. There was that sadness in them, the one that latched onto your heart and dragged it deep down into your stomach, stealing the breath from your chest. His hands were buried deep in his pockets and he watched you silently.

“Don’t go.” you found yourself saying, you reasoned it was the fact that you couldn’t fathom how to explain to Auston how much you adored him.

“I think I’d like to be alone for a bit.” he murmured gently. “I’ll drop by later.”

That broke you in half. You found yourself stepping forward, staring up at him. He turned his head away from you.

“Auston,” you found your voice, it was choked and got caught in your throat. You reached up to place a hand to his cheek, turning his gaze back to yours. The sky began to bleed soft pinks above you. Your breath caught in your throat as you leant up, balancing on your tip toes to place a quick kiss to the corner of his mouth. You felt his sharp intake of breath at your movement. You sent him a small, surprisingly sad smile as you went to move away. “I’ll see you later then.”

He was stood stiff and frozen in place as he stared at you, wide-eyed before lurching forward to catch your waist and pull you back into him. His lips were soft and cautious against your own. He relaxed into you, you could feel the tension bleed out of him as he did so.

The pale yellow light of dawn washed Auston’s beaming face in colour as he finally pulled away with a breathless laugh, resting his forehead gently to yours. You grinned up at him, equally as giggly.

“Oh,” he whispered.

#hey mtv im emma welcome to my queue #writing #hit em with 4 like auston matthews #auston matthews #team North America #Team USA #Toronto Maple Leafs

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weatheringquerist-blog · 7 years

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DAVENFORTH: -Casually knocking on the door of Qirin's block-

QIRIN: =Whether she's a lusus or not doesn't matter, because it seems she's been lusus-ing regardless with the way she actually appears she has been getting a LACK of sleep and a slightly dissheveled appearance. The grub is not in her arms, but rather scurrying up and and down them, pausing to perch on one of her shoulders before resuming this.=

QIRIN: Hello.

DAVENFORTH: Sup rami sup lil bit -He holds his arm out for the grub, let him attempt to give you a break-

QIRIN: =All she has to do is hold out an arm and the grub scurried down it, sniffing cautiously at Davenforth before recognizing his smell. She begins to wave her forelegs at him. CATCH ME FATHER=

QIRIN: Oh, you know. =smiles= I have been child proofing the room, in addition to finding dimmer bulbs. =points to the ceiling. The grub isn't squinting so much, anymore.=

DAVENFORTH: -Scoops up the bab. Hugs, and tickles her-

DAVENFORTH: Nice luckily that hasnt been a worry with jinjin

GRUB: =chirrups and squees as she's tickled, waving all of her legs equally as she squirms= :D

QIRIN: Ah, well. I hear trolls get incredibly...combative once they emerge. I might as well prepare for when that occurs. ^_^ =A little bit of her soul has been chipped away, can you tell=

DAVENFORTH: Maybe but jinjin has actually been really pleasant lif says its unusual im just thankful -Blows a raspberry on lil grubby's underside-

GRUB: =Squeals! Oh what fun!!!=

QIRIN: She does sound sweet. I do hope she remains that way once she reaches wigglerhood. Though I have heard it may do with the evironment and the level of danger the grubs experience. Perhaps all of this preparation is unnecessary... =looks behind her towards her room which has been transformed into a den of SAFETY=

DAVENFORTH: -Grins at the bab- She is really sweet

DAVENFORTH: Shes honestly a really good kid for a first time surprise parent

DAVENFORTH: -Looks past Qirin after a beat- So am i invited in or what

QIRIN: Oh! =hides her face= Of course. =she stands aside to let him in= What on earth am I doing?

QIRIN: =forgive her, she's tired=

DAVENFORTH: Your best im hoping -Walks in with twobutt-

QIRIN: =tired smile= To be perfectly frank, I have no idea if I am doing my best correctly, but Nine is exhibiting above-standard health. In addition judging by statistical patterns, she should be preparing for pupation and I have increased her food intake incrementally over the past few days.

DAVENFORTH: You really gotta stop calling her that before she starts thinking its her name

QIRIN: =looks genuinely confused= But...

QIRIN: She is yet to be titled. =Unless Ass Kicker counts, but she doesn't want to call her that either.=

DAVENFORTH: Then title her

QIRIN: =still looking confused= Davenforth, she has yet to reach a milestone.

DAVENFORTH: Her milestone was being born what are you on

QIRIN: =splutters a little= I mean obtaining a lifejob, accomplishing a feat, contributing to society, or... =starts talking with her hands, something she hasn't done since she was very young= ...or...attaining greatness in some form.

DAVENFORTH: She hatched and she found you

DAVENFORTH: Thats pretty great

QIRIN: =she watches the grub who is slobbering all over Davenforth's hand=

QIRIN: She is completely inexorable. You are right, of course. :( What am I doing?

QIRIN: She is a troll, and here I am attempting to name her based on Carapacian customs.

DAVENFORTH: Youre sayin this to a guy whos applying human customs to raising a troll -Starts poking the babies cheeks-

GRUB: =chirrs and makes a raspberry sound=

QIRIN: ....

QIRIN: Honestly I was hoping this way would give me more time to figure out an appropriate name for her.

QIRIN: Unfortunately, the task presents itself to be far more difficult than anticipated.

DAVENFORTH: Shes a rowdy one i dunno just start throwing out names

QIRIN: =wringing her hands= I cannot do that... It must have special meaning that deeply reflects her as a person.

DAVENFORTH: Bubbles

GRUB: =blows a spit bubble at that exact moment. It pops, wetly= QIRIN: I swear, the two of you are conspiring against me. =Her mouth is twitching. She wants to laugh=

DAVENFORTH: Atta girl -Boops her nose-

QIRIN: .... =eyes flick between the grub and Davenforth, back and forth a couple times=

QIRIN: ....

QIRIN: Dave.

QIRIN: Was that an honest suggestion, or...

DAVENFORTH: Sure why not

QIRIN: ...

QIRIN: =she's scared for this child=

DAVENFORTH: Rami im playin

QIRIN: Oh. =She tries not to sound as relieved as she feels=

DAVENFORTH: What about bayo

QIRIN: Mayo?!

DAVENFORTH: Bayo like bayonetta

QIRIN: What is Bayonetta?

DAVENFORTH: Legs

QIRIN: I do not follow. =she's gonna pull out her device to look this up...=

DAVENFORTH: -Playin with the grubby while she does-

QIRIN: =Her eyes gradually widen=

QIRIN: Legs. =she manages=

DAVENFORTH: Told ya

QIRIN: =scrolling through the images, getting even more baffled the further she goes=

QIRIN: Literally.

QIRIN: All legs.

DAVENFORTH: -Scratches his chin-

DAVENFORTH: What about cereza

QIRIN: Cereza. =she smiles= The name is pretty, yet are you sure? It is a mighty leap from Bayonetta.

QIRIN: =this woman hasn't played a video game in two hundred years.=

DAVENFORTH: Yeah i know but i think ill make it

DAVENFORTH: -snuggles Cereza close-

DAVENFORTH: How do you feel about that huh cereza

CEREZA: =chirrs contentedly and blows a spit bubble=

QIRIN: =her laugher is lighter than it had been, mostly since her previously wired state has been calmed somewhat.=

QIRIN: Look at that...the verdict already determined. How can I possibly deny her? =beams down at the little grub=

CEREZA: =there is a series of chirrs and chirrups as she waves her forelegs in front of her, placing one on Qirin's hand.=

QIRIN: ^_^

INNER QIRIN: = IM FUCKING DOOMED=

DAVENFORTH: This is how it happens theres no turning back now this baby is having a parent and the parent is you

QIRIN: = Dave is hilarious= This whole scenario is working somewhat backwards, is it not? But I believe I am fully capable to place aside my own feelings of inadequacy for her sake. ^_^

DAVENFORTH: -His voice goes quieter, a bit more serious-

DAVENFORTH: Pretty much how i felt about jinjin

QIRIN: =she sobered too= You have done remarkable things in your life so far. See this as another obstacle you can conquer.

QIRIN: A rather life-altering obstacle, but our resume is full of that variety already. =she stroked Cereza's foreleg= Albeit this one is significantly more endearing.

#in which the grub is named #tenaciousgodliness

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