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แ แ ๐ผ' ๐น๐ฎ๐ป๐๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ป ๐ณ๐ฎ๐ฒโโthe solitary แ แ knight; who ๐ด๐๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฑ๐ all mortal แ แ and immortal alike . may the แ แ ๐น๐ถ๐ด๐ต๐ guide those who are ๐น๐ผ๐๐, แ แ refrain them from danger . แ แ โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ แ แ โแ willแ contain แ (n)sfw แ themes, แ แ mdniโโwriterแ is แ 27.
| also I'll come back tomorrow I need to sort which muses to write .... my mind is still recovering from simultaneous anxiety response these past ... idk , is it already five days ?
| it's so tempting to write ronova ... but the only ones she can literally interact with are probs pierro , capitano , the sinners , fellow shades , tsaritsa , traveller and mitya ( except she'll take another form which he recognizes ) .
| okay I'll try on another day . I can't really write properly like this . ๐
| I should stop being anxious ... ( punches anxiety against the wall )
| bride illuga ( sorry for scuffed line art )
[ flins shouldn't be this ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ญ๐บ , however , if departure means goodbye ... he cannot dare to stop it . ] ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ง๐ณ๐ช๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ด , please take your time wallowing for the ๐ง๐ถ๐ญ๐ญ๐บ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ข๐ณ๐ต๐ฆ๐ฅ . may they rest in peace .
I always aspire myself to follow wherever you might go, after all, my heart's already belonged to ๐ฎ๐ค๐ช. You swallow it all in the name of ๐ก๐ค๐ซ๐.
[ today , everything feels so ๐จ๐ค๐ก๐๐ข๐ฃ; while offering winter iceleas taken from the northern island , flins softly caressed the cold tombstone while at it ... as he remembers the distant past , where he experiences the thought of ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐จ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ once again . ]
... [ so much to think about these days ... flins wondered how's the traveller up north ? then there's this incessant contemplation about young master illuga as well . ]
| talking about my thoughts here but is flins part of snegovik somewhat ? like , if snegoviks are made of love , is flins made of only gas ? or maybe part of belyi tsar even , but the smallest portion ...
what's a morning without the chirping of birds and the pleasant , cold breeze from the north ? truly a spectacle ~.
| me finishing aq and wq in the span of three days ... ๐๐
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| I just realized that after the snezhnaya update it's the world lefties day ( I'm a proud left-handed person ๐ญ ) also , there's gonna be some astronomical phenomenon tomorrow as well , idk if those meteor showers will show up ... ohh ...
| I wonder if I should reply to some stuff or leave them for next week when I gather more muse ... aaaaa
๐ฎ๐ฎ ? I ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฅโโhow's my response then ? [ flins really need to check his thoughts; there's nothing in there that's actually pretentious though , because he's in his ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต state , meaning , everything is ๐ต๐ณ๐ถ๐ฆ in sense of the word . chuckles emit from
(Regrettably, Illuga's first reaction is not to reject Flins' thoughts, but to ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ช๐ฏ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฎ in all the ways he could never say aloud. Except - he knows now that Flins can hear everything, and although no noise escapes his lips, he is quickly mortified all the same.) [๐ญ: I need it.] +
[ ๐ญ: if illuga wanted it so ๐ฃ๐ข๐ฅ , they can discuss such things together ~. bad , ๐ฃ๐ข๐ฅ ๐ง๐ข๐ฆ . he is taunting the poor , innocent soul . ]
๐ฎ๐บ , it seems that you know me already . may I have the pleasure of knowing you ~? [ well , as nikita told him : this is the ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ช๐ค๐ฆ of doing so much for nodโkrai , even strangers knew of him . ]
He looked up at the Fae, nodding. " Good morning to you too. Sir Flins, was it ? "
| debating whether I should write screwllum , sugilite , mydei or moze for a second hsr muse ( holds head )
[ to do some ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฌ or nay ... ๐๐ , flins shakes headโโinstead he greets : ] good morning ~.
Awakens. Sleepy lizard.
( ๐ญ : I ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ you loud and clear , dear nightingale ... perhaps , like a bee ๐ด๐ช๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ with the sap ? like a rabid dog licking around its favorite bone ~? ) [ ๐ต๐ฐ๐ฐ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ช๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ข๐ต๐ฆ with metaphors , flins knows exactly with playing words ... even more so ,
[๐ญ: Devour?!] (Illuga's brain short-circuits, mouth agape and a deep flush burning his neck.) [๐ญ: Sir Flins, that's playing dirty! Wait, but hold on. Can only I hear him, and not the other way around? He's not reacting to anything I think... only my physical reactions. Maybe I'm in the clear?] +
๐๐๐๐ , attempting to acknowledge my ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต๐ช๐ต๐บ means that you're likely listen to my ... roundabout tales of ๐ฐ๐ญ๐ฅ . [ which is ๐ต๐ณ๐ถ๐ฆ , yet those spinning stories happened literally; flins is just beating around the bush , leaving someone in cliffhangers ,
"Spook? Oh no no no. It's the opposite. As you said, I'm fascinated. It's... My first time around, and I'm just incredibly amazed by the people I get to know. Your nature is... Beyond incredible to me. I'm in awe, really." She explained, smiling at the other, her eyes sparkling. "I want to know -
humans are dreading over warm temperatures ... meanwhile I simply cannot feel it properly , hopefully , everyone can bear the burden of such weather .
| this close to making flins say something so so dirty ...