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Entry tags:
- !event,
- !mod,
- detroit: become human: connor,
- detroit: become human: hank anderson,
- digimon adventure tri: takeru takaishi,
- drakengard 3: zero,
- fate: mordred,
- final fantasy vii: aerith gainsborough,
- final fantasy xiv: alisaie leveilleur,
- final fantasy xiv: alphinaud leveilleur,
- final fantasy xiv: arenvald lentinus,
- final fantasy xv: prompto argentum,
- fire emblem: lucina,
- fullmetal alchemist: maes hughes,
- fullmetal alchemist: roy mustang,
- jinba: konoha,
- nier: 2b,
- nier: a2,
- nier: brother nier,
- nier: emil,
- nier: kainé,
- nier: number 4,
- original character: daylight vis lornlit,
- persona 3: minato arisato,
- persona 5: akira kurusu,
- persona 5: ann takamaki,
- tales of xillia 2: ludger kresnik,
- tokyo xanadu: kou tokisaka,
- voltron: hunk,
- voltron: takashi "shiro" shirogane
( the sickness: phase two )
![]() ![]() the sickness ends. the temple. The Temple, shortly after Astoria's burst of energy, is in a constant state of growth. Trees are bursting into existence from seeds in mere seconds, flowers are growing wherever magic lands . . . and the Temple is abruptly a-buzz with energy, magic crackling throughout the air. You may find a tree in your house, or flowers suddenly growing along the walls, or plants wiggling their way through the stone walls of the buildings of the Temple. All of a sudden, the place looks very overgrown. ![]() lake dona. Lake Dona is a massive body of water, stretching outward for so far that it almost seems like an ocean until you see that the water is fresh. It is surrounded by long, leafy trees that dip into the water and has a variety of ancient ruins scattered around it -- weathered stones set into circles at seemingly even intervals, old buildings that seem to mirror the Temple in construct. |
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H-heh, hey! Now I just try to embrace it. It wasn't always that way!
[ When he was a sad fat kid, he wanted nothing more than to be like everyone else! ]
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[ she says through a peal of laughter, tightening her fingers in his.
wait are they holding hands?? ]
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Nope! It was once all flat and pathetic...I used to wear glasses, too!
[ Perish the thought! ]
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What is wrong with glasses?
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Nothing! I just looked...dweeby in 'em, that's all!
[ this is the part where i think too hard about prompto's eyesight but he probably wears contact lenses now... ]
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I am sure that is not true at all. Glasses are quite fetching!
[ it's fine he can borrow iggy's, it's not like he actually needs them.. maybe he got lasik ]
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[ And the shoving war continues, though he still doesn't try especially hard to dislodge her. Because then they would stop touching, probably! And he'd rather...keep holding hands... ]
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Chubby?
[ she shrieks a laugh, shoving hard, all of their fingers now linked, woven together. ]
Impossible. You're a twig!
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I'm not a twig, I'm toned! You're one to talk, miss ninety-pounds-soaking-wet!
[ He knows, because that one time he had to carry her soaking wet... ]
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[ twice now he's had to carry her, actually.. what heck. ]
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[ Ah, here he comes, playing dirty. He lets go of one of her hands so he can make a dive for her side, to tickle her and dislodge her from the rock. ]
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[ whatever she was going to say is lost to history, swallowed up by a shrieking peal of laughter. somehow, she hadn't seen this coming, so her reaction is.. severe, she wriggles and flails and possibly punches him right in the nose.. she can't be held responsible!! ]
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He goes tumbling onto his back on the sand. ]
Whoa-whoa-whoa— oof!
[ Does she make it out unscathed?? ]
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anyway, off he goes flat onto his back, and i could use this opportunity to not walk right into the girl falls onto boy trope that you're so clearly tempting me into, but i'm not gonna, because i'm weak.
so since one of his hands is still linked with hers, off she goes when he does, tumbling right down onto him. in her underclothes. still a little wet. there's probably a lot of elbows and knees banging into soft tender areas of his body and hers to make it a little less sexy though. ]
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and so Alisaie tumbles down on top of him, a lot of soft, chilled skin right up against his own, even if her elbow does slam good and hard into his sternum and her knee very nearly get him in the goods. He makes a sound that's somewhere between a laugh and a cough and a yelp, and for a moment, he flails, before growing very, very still. ]
U-um.
[ If he looks down he will see right into her cleavage and thus into the infinities...so instead he stares at her face, his own red as a beet. ]
...mmmmmmmmmmmmMMMM SORRY!!! M-my b-bad—
[ He sorta...puts his hands on her waist to help her off of him, and then decides that's a bad idea, pulling his hands away abruptly. Oh gods. He's dead. Please let him die. He's dead. ]
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if she doesn't move time won't go forward, right??
but then his hands are on her hips and she makes a chokes sort of noise and quickly scrambles away, and to her feet. she'd offer him a hand up, but touching is probably not a good idea. ]
N-no, it was my fault. M-my apologies - are you hurt?
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N-n-no, I-I'm fffffffine. [ Well, physically, anyway. ] U-um — you?
[ He still doesn't look at her. ]
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Yes, I'm - I'm all right.
[ physically, at least. she's dying on the inside. ]
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[ That word has stopped sounding like a word. Time for him to ascend!
...Or rather, hurry over to his clothes and test them himself. Yeah, his pants are still hella wet, but he doesn't care. It's time to not be almost naked around the girl he likes!!! ]
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backward
then quickly fixes it. ]
A-anyroad, I suppose it is about time I return..
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[ Some people call it photography. Mostly, he just wants a reason to not wall in the same direction as her, because if this is any indication...that would be disastrous, too. ]
I-I'll see you around?
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Of.. of course.
[ ahem. ]
My regards to Margaret, should she ever return.