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sticksandbones2025-02-28 09:12 pm
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[The font is ...oddly very shaky! Though it is trying very hard to look Not That. There are some spiteful flourishes though.]
Would someone KINDLY explain to me why these disgUSTINGGGG sacks of flesh are built to be so COUNTER INTUITIVE and fragile??
IIIIIiiii would like to speak to the
Would someone KINDLY explain to me why these disgUSTINGGGG sacks of flesh are built to be so COUNTER INTUITIVE and fragile??
IIIIIiiii would like to speak to the


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[ There is no hesitation to the breath of the word, rushed out a little as it is. He buries his face in against her in return, hiding his face against her hair and shoulder. ]
I... miss you. And I know Cacao does. Will you not consider coming home?
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I was so sure in my decision. But I wake up alone, and I hate it. I don't know how I managed that as a nomad, anymore.
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[ He moves his hand to take one of hers, folds their fingers together. ]
Please come home.
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( lily inhales, and oh, she always was a crybaby. don't look at her- )
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Thank you. Oh, I've missed you...
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( she almost apologizes, almost cries more, almost freezes.
instead she gently turns him to look at her. )
Kiss me?
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No more leaving him. ]
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lily settles there, one hand cupping his face and the other arm wrapping around him. eventually she has to break the kiss though, breathless and eyes watery- )
Vanny...
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Hello, my love.
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( she falters for a moment before tucking herself under his chin, holding him not unlike a particularly large teddybear. )
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We are quite the mess, aren't we, love?
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( she knows she's hard on herself.
excruciatingly hard on herself. )
... I just... don't know what to do.
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Keep walking this road with me. We will stumble, but we are very old, and we are allowed to stumble from time to time. We are not perfect, no one is. But so long as we love each other, we can keep going. You may see that we always part but, my dear, I see that we always come back together.
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[ He touches her forehead with his lips, a brief brush against her mind. Truth. ]
You were my joy when we were little, you are my joy yet still.
[ The memories circling around him, and how she was part of every one. ]
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... he has shown her again, and again, and again. and yet- she can't fully process it. what's wrong with her?
her grip on his clothes tightens. )
... I'm tired, Vanny. But- thank you... for still loving me, despite everything...
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[ He knows... he knows. Somewhere Dark Enchantress Cookie stands with half of her soul, and he wonders if - like him and Shadow Milk - she can't feel some of it yet. If there's a connection that yet persists, even over the worlds. His hold, in turn, tightens on her. ]
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she lets him, and tries to pretend she's not misting up again. )
I love you.
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[ He presses their heads together again. ]
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( which is in a sense a 'yes, of course' as she nuzzles against him. )
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[ He returns the nuzzle and closes his eyes, letting himself fall into silence wrapped around her. ]
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