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[valorandgold]

"Heh, maybe next time I will ask you to show me a token of affection by creating something requiring culinary skill and use some of my own more appealing traits and maintain a hold of whatever you have created for us to consume." That was something of a jest, as Dwyer knew she wasn't exactly well-versed in either baking or really anything tied to culinary arts, as it were.

As Dwyer handed his dearest Mitama the plate she had made a brief but compelling argument for him to give to her, he mused on where her greatest talents lie. "Then again, there's always your poetry, though I fear it I would be selfish and ask for something that's meant to be just between the two of us, and I would hate to deprive the world of your wonderfully artistic voice. Besides, it's not as if you have any qualms about declaring such things regardless of who may overhear them anyway."

Dwyer kissed Mitama's forehead gently as he settled in comfortably with her, letting her lean against him where they sat as she was so fond of doing. "Next time I'll endeavor to remember to make some hot cocoa to accompany the cookies. Then between the two I might actually manage to make something that could potentially match how sweet I believe you to be, though that is surely a difficult feat still."

"You’re lucky you’re cute." (Dwyer for Mitama, it wouldn't be them if they didn't tease each other a bunch after all)

Dialogue Prompts | Accepting! @valorandgold

"I know." Mitama answered immediately. It was a serious matter, bearing such a burden. Her answer held all the weight that such a burden deserved.

At least, it did until she cast it off with a smile and leaned into him, reaching up to tap the tip of his nose with her finger. "As though you would deny me if I was not. You are too kindhearted for such rude behavior." If she was lucky for anything, it would have something to do with him.

But her argument had been won. She stretches out her arm and wiggles her fingers. The plate of cookies he had moved away from her was still out of reach. "Go on, hand over my prize."

#museinmultitudes #mitama #~on melancholy hill~ ;; dwyer #~here comes the rain again~ ;; dwyer & mitama #hey no one ever said he couldn't be romantic #he's just usually in a perpetual state of being so done with everyone not named mitama or corrin

[valorandgold]

"Well, I always do my best to look out for as many people as I can, Daedra, you know that. But...yes, I must confess I noticed how out-of-place you seemed to feel about yourself, and knew I would likely need to keep a good eye on you in case you did, indeed, run into some trouble that you weren't entirely prepared for early on. I don't know if it makes you feel any better or worse, Felicia is one I kept an eye on somewhat frequently as well, and not because she's incapable of dealing with enemies herself, but, well, if you have any familiarity with her, I'm certain it sort of explains itself." Her tendency to be incredibly clumsy was really no secret to anyone, not even to the Hoshidans who hadn't known her prior to Corrin's efforts to untie the two nations.

Kaze tenderly grabbed a hold of her hand, smiling similarly as he thought back, pressing a kiss to her knuckles before he continued "Still, I hadn't the faintest idea either that our paths would wind up leading the two of us this way. In fact, if I remember correctly, you met Saizo before myself, albeit not all that long before my own introduction to you. I dread to imagine what you thought his brother might have been like just from your first impressions of him were. However, I must admit that as fond as I am to reflect on our good memories together, that's not the only reason I wanted to take some time to talk with you, love. There is something that I've been thinking about lately now that peace exists between the nations and the fighting is largely over, although it's something we already discussed before."

His other hand reached out to her as he turned from where he sat next the redhead to face her directly. "I know we decided it was best to wait until everything was over, and while rebuilding and recovery is still underway for everyone, I do believe perhaps there is no better time than now to consider it. I'm not certain if you believe yourself ready or not but...if you are...while Saizo shall always be my brother, and the Hoshidan royals are much like family to me, I believe now might be the best time for us to start a family of our own, if you think you're prepared."

"When we first met, I didn't think you'd ever mean so much to me." (Kaze)

@valorandgold

Love Confessions:

Despite his words of endearment, Daedra couldn't help but chuckle outright. "That's... not very surprising," the redhead offered in bemusement. It was clear by her expression there was no ill-will or malice with her comments. Just amused observation.

"I was a bit of an oddball when I first arrived... by Hoshidian standards, certainly. I have to imagine I seemed more a liability than a reliability. I have been told that, on more than one occasion."

To the point, Daedra would feel she was acting out of character for herself if others didn't regard her with such. Atleast upon first meeting. Like a badge of honor at this point, in a weird way.

"I always knew you'd do your best to look out for me though," she explained with confidence to the ninja. "You just have that air about you," Daedra went on, smiling as she spoke. Fond memories in a way. "Not that I knew we'd fall in love or be married, happy as I am of it....but, I had suspicion when I ran into trouble, you'd be the first to take pity on me."

#tactful-kind-daedra #~does it almost feel like you've been here before~ ;; kaze #v: loyalty to the end #kaze thinks they're ready for what will probably be a red-headed midori ^^

[valorandgold]

[OOC:

Yeah, yeah, I know, pretty inactive lately. Anyway, here's the thing. Soooo, at first I was beginning to think I was getting high-key ghosted.

But now, between my two blogs I'm starting to think a large number of asks I send are getting devoured...

The issue is that I'm not sure if this is what's happening and why and how to make tumblr not devour them. I mean maybe this is just me, but does anyone else seem to have this issue lately?]

#~eyes without a face~ ;; dashboard commentary #~eph speaks~ ;; ooc

[valorandgold]

"Ah...Dorothea, please, I was not meaning to be making you upset...though you are giving my heart much joy that you are feeling so much indignation on my behalf." It truly holds great meaning for Petra when the brunette is quite offended for Petra, and her reassurances are nothing less than comforting at the absolute minimum, yet Brigid's future Queen still hears the echoes of words muttered by a duo speaking of her. Thankfully, they were not a duo she knows of well, and she fears if she had some familiarity, Dorothea will just as soon convince her to divulge those names and give the duo a verbal thrashing that even the foreign princess herself would fear to be on the receiving end of.

"You are knowing I have had difficulty in learning Fodlan's language, and even though I am being told there has been great improvement, there were two I was hearing when they believed I was either not listening or having understanding, speaking of how...lacking intelligence my words are having to be saying it in a much nicer way than they were. They were also making disparaged-..no...disparaging remarks about the markings I am bearing, but those markings are being a part of my culture as being from Brigid. I am not knowing why I am feeling such uncertainty. Normally I am not having heeding of such words yet..."

No, wait. Petra knows exactly why she's feeling this way. "I think I am knowing now that I am thinking of it. During that battle recently, when I was nearly being killed and in needing of a rescue...I do not think I have ever been having that feeling before. I have always had a strength that is allowing me to be saving myself and prevailing over whoever I am fighting but that, then, if I am not being strong enough for that, then can I truly be having enough for Brigid?"

It is mere moments after Petra gives voice to such thoughts that she is led away by the one person who wants to raise her spirits more than any other. "D-Dorothea..." Her voice is a low murmur as the songstress guides her away. "I...am thinking I would be liking that very much, yes."

"Do you think there’s something wrong with me?" (Dorothea, someone is making ya girl Petra feel self-conscious over here, please give her some reassurance) / @valorandgold

❝ What - Petra, what on Earth would make you think something so - so utterly ridiculous ? ❞ Dorothea's fingers flutter, a frantic little gesture, full of righteous fury, and without realizing it, she's puffed out a cheek - a comforting gesture that always comes to her when she's trying to keep her anger in check.

There are certainly students - and teachers, and staff, and ... - around the monastery who could use a lesson or two in something like manners or civility or - just generally shaping up, but Petra is not one of them. Far, far from it, Petra has always been the absolute picture of beauty, poise, intelligence - honestly, she puts most of their peers to shame.

And if someone has indicated otherwise to her - made her doubt herself? They will see how thorny a rose can be.

❝ There is nothing wrong with you, not one single thing. I could sing odes to your courage and grace for centuries to come ! If anyone has said otherwise, they are simply a fool. Something important to learn is that, often, the cruelest words are spoken out of jealousy. Now, come with me. ❞ Dorothea takes her hand, giving it a gentle squeeze before turning her nose up at the rest of the world. ❝ You and I are going to get dinner together, and we are going to thoroughly discuss why in the Goddess' name Ferdie thought wearing tails to last week's get together was in any way appropriate. Or classy. ❞

#madefate #dorothea #~i will walk through the fire~ ;; petra #v: i will prevail #YES DOROTHEA THAT IS THE PROPER RESPONSE THANK YOU #also I just realized I didn't specify but this was meant for timeskip doro and petra oops ^^"

[valorandgold]

@meticulous-mage said:

”Morgan, I…” For once, the usually verbose mage was uncharacteristically at a loss for words, both looking and feeling just as awkward as the conversation promised to be. Regardless of said awkwardness, however, Miriel forged ahead anyway; failings aside, they did nothing by halves. “I owe you an apology.” An understatement and an oversight, which Robin had brought to their attention, and which had filled the scientist with equally uncharacteristic shame. “I have been more than remiss in my duty as your parent, and although there are reasons for my failure, they are far beyond unacceptable.” For once, the words didn’t sound rehearsed or rewritten, simply honest; they even came with brown eyes almost meeting Morgan’s own. “I am sorry, Morgan; I will devote more of my focus in the future.”

Morgan was very uncharacteristically uncertain of what she wanted to say or even the possible expected responses from her that her mother had likely imagined ahead of time, even if the words had been improvised on the spot as they sounded. She was caught very much off-guard by Miriel's immediate sincerity. Even with her less personable vocabulary, there was still no mistaking that she truly felt what she was saying, and it was almost startling to her daughter.

"M-Mother..." Morgan began, still having no idea how to respond to this sudden display of genuine emotion, and a lack of detachment behind those words. "U-Um...it's okay. I know you're really busy with your experiments and..." No...no, it really hadn't been okay and they both knew it, else the mage likely would not be expressing such regret, and to a nearly agonizing degree no less, at least for Miriel's standards. This realization caused her to stop what she had been starting to say and express what she was truly thinking, now that she had cleared through some of the fog of confusion keeping it clouded.

"Mother!" Morgan suddenly leaned forward, wrapping her arms around the scientist and burying her face in her shoulder and...was she crying a little? Whether she was or not, she was holding on tight.

#meticulous-mage #~make it a place worth living in~ ;; f!morgan #~answer together~ ;; asks #v: daughter of a scientist

[valorandgold]

"Strawberry margarita," Petra repeated slowly after being told the name of the nail paint itself, her gaze fixed upon her recently finished hand as she hold it to the side, allowing it the chance to dry properly, her other hand being started on by Bernadetta in the meantime. She stared at her nails for a few moments, almost as if transfixed, before making an odd face. "I am feeling that is not-...is that not being a drink that is containing alcohol? That is seeming a strange thing for the makers to be naming it."

"...hm?" Petra tilted her head a little, though her hands remained still as she did so. "Was I giving you thinking that it was bothering me? If so, I was not meaning to. I am liking this and spending time with you Bernadetta." A soft smile appeared on her lips though at her remark about the songstress however. "Yes, that is sounding like something Dorothea would be suggesting and doing. We were both doing this together a while ago, actually, taking turns giving color to each other's nails. She is not being wrong, either. We were becoming even closer friends, talking while we were doing that. She is having a lot of knowledge about things that women can be bonding over. I am wondering if she has ever had convincing of Edelgard to be doing something like this with her as well. Do you think that is something she would be doing?"

@museinmultitudes said:

💅 - Bernadetta for Petra

💅  to  paint  my  muse’s  nails.

Not to say that the idea of spending time with Bernadetta was all that surprising or displeasing to Petra-...well, at least not surprising now that she actually had found the courage to step out of her room on a semi-regular basis over the years. Regardless, Petra loved being around her lately, and it had been encouraging to see her come out of her shell. Even so, her asking to paint Petra's nails had been somewhat unexpected. Was that an interest of hers? Petra had never even known, nor had she ever really tried painting her own nails. Still, who would she have been to not accept that?

"What is the naming of the coloring you are giving them again? I am not remembering what this hue is being called." Petra looked almost transfixed at the progress Bernadetta had made so far, like she was looking at the hands of someone else where her own should be.

#museinmultitudes #bernadetta #~i will walk through the fire~ ;; petra #v: i will prevail #just imagine the four black eagles girls having a bonding session because doro asked them all to a day out though

[valorandgold]

"I can only assume you believe yourself to be one of those things I have excellent taste in," Dwyer mused, knowing Mitama would not waste a chance to give herself the lightest little bit of praise if the opportunity so arose, and he imagined that was one of several things the poet was, in fact, alluding to. If asked, he likely would have admitted that it was cute that she was willing to nearly bend over backwards to prove that she was better than a number of people were willing to credit her with, although, most of the time, she would likely rather take a nap with the likes of Dwyer.

"Hmm...I do believe perhaps something simpler and less bitter is called for here." If Mitama was still observing, she would notice Dwyer select a mixture with berries in it of various sorts; specifically, the contents included strawberries, raspberries, and blackberries in the mix with the tea leaves, both to give the tea a defined flavor and dull the bitterness somewhat. Perhaps, if this appealed enough to Mitama's palette, he would offer a honey lemon blend next time, as it, too, had a sweeter and somewhat less bitter inclination, albeit a bit more tart than something like what Dwyer was preparing now as he set a full kettle down, allowing it to heat up while he set the packets aside for the moment.

"For what it may be worth, if choosing you happens to be something you're directly and not-so-subtly referring to when you say that, then I am forced to admit that I agree...and also, I would prefer to not be vague, either, though the prospect of others questioning the nature of our relationship when it should be obvious what it is does weary me a little. Still, I do believe it is worth however may tiresome it might prove to be."

It was truly adorable when she got all flustered and panicked when he was so blunt about it. Leave it to Mitama to keep things anything that wasn't as straightforward as possible. Even Dwyer found a usefulness in being blunt from time-to-time, although he refrained from being as insufferably so as his father (who wound up sounding venomous half the time in doing so), and his cynicism didn't run quite as deep, either. Still, he easily contained some laughter at that reaction of hers that could have caused at least a chuckle out of him. Laughing was far too tiring in the moment, especially when it might damage the mood of things.

"My apologies, Mitama. I shall endeavor to be as vague as possible about it in the future," Dwyer replied after she gave him the smallest of kisses, her face still red. His own face had a little more color in it than usual as well, but he had clearly not been as embarrassed over this as his dearest poet had. "Tea, however, does sound lovely. Shall I prepare some for yet another one of our tea sessions, then?"

Of course, no matter her reaction, it would be poor of Dwyer to not reciprocate her actions in kind. Glancing around to humor Mitama in an effort to make sure they were not watched, he pressed a similarly small and short kiss to her lips as well before stepping away to pick out a brew that suited his particular tastes at that moment...unless...

"Do you happen to have a preference of your own as for what I prepare?"

#museinmultitudes #~on melancholy hill~ ;; dwyer #v: live to serve #~here comes the rain again~ ;; dwyer & mitama #oh I'm sure Dwyer will bear it just fine ;) #even though he's not likely to be prepared for it lol

[valorandgold]

“Dwyer we cant just abandon them. Theres an innocent child in danger.” Caeldori was fine with leaving those brave stupid enough to challenge king Garon but.:. “Shouldn’t we rescue who we can from his inevitable wrath?”

"...I was not made privy to this information, mainly because it's impossible to keep track of what's going on at any given time."

"...very well, tell me what you know of the situation."

#~on melancholy hill~ ;; dwyer #naive-petals #~eyes without a face~ ;; dashboard commentary

[valorandgold]

"...what in the world have I returned to?"

"...you know what? I'm Princess Clara's retainer. Not my problem."

"I think I'll go do one of the things in life that gives me the most joy and have tea with Mitama, thank you."

#~on melancholy hill~ ;; dwyer #~eyes without a face~ ;; dashboard commentary #gallant-gained #tactful-kind-daedra #museinmultitudes

[valorandgold]

@naive-petals said:

“Are you a friend of Lady Mitamas?” Have a Rose. Trying and failing to stay calm as she lets out a bow. “Its meet to nice you. My name is Rose.” Im sorry dwyer shes not good with meeting people but shes trying

"...I suppose you could say that, if one wished to understate it." 'Friend' wasn't exactly the word he'd use for it anymore, in all honesty, but he wasn't sure just how much Rose knew about the two of them. It was a bit more of a recent development, after all, and he'd been doing his best to keep it a secret from at least Clara, or else she might keep pestering him about it. "Dwyer."

#~answer together~ ;; asks #naive-petals #~on melancholy hill~ ;; dwyer #v: live to serve

[valorandgold]

🐝  *  ―  𝑳𝑶𝑽𝑬 𝑪𝑶𝑵𝑭𝑬𝑺𝑺𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑺.

❛  but i do care about you ... a lot.  ❜ ❛  do you really need me to say it? fine, i love you. happy now?  ❜ ❛  i didn't think you'd feel the same way.  ❜ ❛  the truth is, i don't want just anyone. i want you.  ❜ ❛  you know i love you, right?  ❜ ❛  i want to spend the rest of my life with you.  ❜ ❛  you're the only person who has ever made me feel this way.  ❜ ❛  can't you see how much i care about you?  ❜ ❛  i did all of this for you. because ... because i love you.  ❜ ❛  please don't make me say it. saying it is gonna make it real and i'm not sure i'm ready for that yet.  ❜ ❛  somewhere along the way, you became more than just a friend.  ❜ ❛  i can't keep pretending like i don't love you.  ❜ ❛  well, i like you. i really, really like you.  ❜ ❛  i like you a lot more than i ever thought i would.  ❜ ❛  you're an idiot ... but you are my idiot and i wouldn't have it any other way.  ❜ ❛  when we first met, i didn't think you'd ever mean so much to me.  ❜ ❛  i could do this on my own but i don't want to. i want you right by my side every step of the way.  ❜ ❛  for once, i'm gonna make the selfish choice and be with whoever i want to be. and that person is you.  ❜ ❛  you've made me so incredibly happy.  ❜ ❛  i wasn't planning on telling you like this but now is better than never.  ❜ ❛  believe it or not, i do enjoy spending time with you.  ❜ ❛  i still don't understand what i ever did to deserve someone like you in my life.  ❜ ❛  i love you. i'm in love with you.  ❜ ❛  just being with you is enough ... you are enough.  ❜ ❛  i love everything about you. even the things i don't like, i love.  ❜ ❛  i have been trying so hard not to say anything, to just ignore it, but i cannot do that any longer.  ❜ ❛  when i wake up, you're the first person i think about.  ❜ ❛  i've never felt a connection like this with anyone else ever before.  ❜ ❛  there's something i've been meaning to tell you for a while ... i love you.  ❜ ❛  don't ever do something like this again! i thought i'd lost you ... and i can't ever lose you.  ❜ ❛  i don't hate you. i actually like you. a lot.  ❜ ❛  you don't have to say anything, i understand. and i want you to know that i feel the same way.  ❜ ❛  what's not to love about you? you're beautiful and kind and you're overall the most amazing person i have ever met.  ❜ ❛  i have no idea how i ever managed to fall in love with someone as infuriating as you.  ❜ ❛  i just want you to know how i feel ... in case one of us won't make it.  ❜ ❛  i can't believe it's taken me this long to realize but i love you.  ❜ ❛  whenever you're around, i can feel the butterflies in my stomach.  ❜ ❛  but most of all, i hate how much i don't hate you.  ❜ ❛  you are the most important person in my life.  ❜ ❛  i love you more than words can express.  ❜

#~talking only me and you~ ;; ask memes #specify muse

[valorandgold]

It was truly adorable when she got all flustered and panicked when he was so blunt about it. Leave it to Mitama to keep things anything that wasn't as straightforward as possible. Even Dwyer found a usefulness in being blunt from time-to-time, although he refrained from being as insufferably so as his father (who wound up sounding venomous half the time in doing so), and his cynicism didn't run quite as deep, either. Still, he easily contained some laughter at that reaction of hers that could have caused at least a chuckle out of him. Laughing was far too tiring in the moment, especially when it might damage the mood of things.

"My apologies, Mitama. I shall endeavor to be as vague as possible about it in the future," Dwyer replied after she gave him the smallest of kisses, her face still red. His own face had a little more color in it than usual as well, but he had clearly not been as embarrassed over this as his dearest poet had. "Tea, however, does sound lovely. Shall I prepare some for yet another one of our tea sessions, then?"

Of course, no matter her reaction, it would be poor of Dwyer to not reciprocate her actions in kind. Glancing around to humor Mitama in an effort to make sure they were not watched, he pressed a similarly small and short kiss to her lips as well before stepping away to pick out a brew that suited his particular tastes at that moment...unless...

"Do you happen to have a preference of your own as for what I prepare?"

Mitama's hand was taken from his grasp with a pitched squeak. She leaned in closer to move her hand to cover his mouth instead, hushing him loudly. Warm cheeks were definitely red now as she avoid his gaze. She could feel his smirk against the palm of her hand, and she was trying very hard not to allow it to distract her. "Do not say it so bluntly like that!"

Even if he was right, even if he was simply saying what she had already said back to her...Mitama hid her face against her arm and huffed. "You have no propriety. You might as well be baring yourself heart and soul for the world to see when you talk like that."

As she slowly recovered, she found the ability to glance up and meet his eyes again. Mitama took a slow breath in before removing her hand from his mouth. She leaned in and kissed him quickly, just a small peck before she pulled back and turned away. "So. Courses of actions. I believe I could use some tea."

#museinmultitudes #mitama #~on melancholy hill~ ;; dwyer #~here comes the rain again~ ;; dwyer & mitama #v: live to serve #good lord mitama is it really so hard to say 'I happen to have romantic feelings toward you' to dwyer

[valorandgold]

"Three things. First of all, I never said all the time, just any given time, and that the idea of you potentially spying on me is rather tiring. Second, yes, you do have time to do that, and we both know it. Third of all, your continued insistence that you're not spying on me when I was only talking about it being something that might only potentially happen suggests that you're spying on me, because that's something you always do when you're guilty of something..."

"...in which case, I can only assume you already know."

"Because the idea that you might be watching me at any given time is more than a little tiresome. I've already had to be watchful for Nina on multiple occasions, considering her tendencies."

Dwyer let out a heavy sigh, reflecting on that, and still not fond of the idea that there had been at least a couple of times she'd been able to avoid his detection. "...however, lack of trust would not be the issue when it comes to spying on me, I think, else I wouldn't be your retainer."

#theothervonkarmagirl #clara #~on melancholy hill~ ;; dwyer #v: live to serve #dwyer continuing to be so done while also terrified she knows about his new relationship now

[valorandgold]

"Because the idea that you might be watching me at any given time is more than a little tiresome. I've already had to be watchful for Nina on multiple occasions, considering her tendencies."

Dwyer let out a heavy sigh, reflecting on that, and still not fond of the idea that there had been at least a couple of times she'd been able to avoid his detection. "...however, lack of trust would not be the issue when it comes to spying on me, I think, else I wouldn't be your retainer."

"I feel as though I am just about the only guy you have never spied on."

"...you haven't spied on me, right?" Surely not? If she knew about the recent developments regarding him...she would surely have gushed about his relationship by now, right?

#theothervonkarmagirl #clara #~on melancholy hill~ ;; dwyer #dwyer vc: I dunno Clara is kinda sus #v: live to serve

[valorandgold]

"I feel as though I am just about the only guy you have never spied on."

"...you haven't spied on me, right?" Surely not? If she knew about the recent developments regarding him...she would surely have gushed about his relationship by now, right?

"I would never spy on a guy, ever. That is for crazy people."

"...."

#theothervonkarmagirl #clara #~on melancholy hill~ ;; dwyer #~eyes without a face~ ;; dashboard commentary

[valorandgold]

"...you know Dwyer-..."

"No."

"But I'm sure you could trust at least Kaze or Saizo with it, ninjas are trained to keep things close to the vest-

"Not worth the risk."

"Uh, well...who would Beruka tell?"

"Princess Camilla would coax it out of her somehow, and considering Camilla is a member of the Nohrian Royal Family, I needn't complete that line of thinking."

"Er, well...there's gotta be someone you can tell the good news to."

"It is absolutely out of the question. If I tell a single soul about it, Princess Clara shall find out, and if she does, I'll not hear the end of it. You only know because you have the privilege of being a direct outside observer. Don't push it, Morgan."

"...fine, fine, but someone's gonna figure out what's going on between you two eventually."

#~eyes without a face~ ;; dashboard commentary #~on melancholy hill~ ;; dwyer #~it's always darkest before the dawn~ ;; m!morgan

[valorandgold]

"Awww, look at that! Dwyer is being so cute with M-"

"Quiet Morgan!" Dwyer quickly covers the tactician's mouth. "You must say no more of it."

"Mmmmh?"

"Because, if Clara finds out I shall never hear the end of it, and I doubt the other person in question will hear the end of it as well. Now I'm going to uncover your mouth and you must promise to keep your silence on this. Swear that you will for the time being."

"...okay, fine...but don't let my female self know. She's no good at keeping secrets."

"Wait! What secrets?! I heard you talking about secrets! I wanna know secrets!"

"...you see?"

#~eyes without a face~ ;; dashboard commentary #~on melancholy hill~ ;; dwyer #~it's always darkest before the dawn~ ;; m!morgan #~make it a place worth living in~ ;; f!morgan