Gladiolus

[gladixlvs]

『• ✎𝐹𝒶𝓇 𝐹𝓇𝑜𝓂 𝐻𝑜𝓂𝑒 •』

[gladixlvs]

paperfortunes‌:

Jihan stood out on the pier stretching his arms above his head as he looked out over the ocean. He could feel his muscles flex and relax; hidden muscles coiled deep beneath the surface of his human form that yearned for the feel of the cool water. He sighed and muttered an apologetic, “not today, too much to do” to himself as he hoisted up the heavy fishing net he had been repairing. As he turned, he looked down the beach. It was a clear, sunny afternoon and the harbor was easily visible about a mile away. As usual, it was bustling with activity. A pair of small fishing boats were just starting to pull away, heading out for an evening cast. He gave a small salute of well wishes and hiked the balled up fishing net on his shoulder, continuing towards his humble home.

He watched his steps, carefully avoiding any jagged shells that might be resting atop the sand, his mind lost in thoughts of the rest of the day’s chores. He wasn’t paying attention nor expecting any visitors and so when he did finally look up to see someone poking around the outside of his house, it caught him by surprise. He dropped the fishing net to the sand, crossing his arms over his chest as he watched the stranger peek into one of the windows, a backpack slung over his shoulder. He didn’t seem to be particularly threatening, but Jihan was naturally suspicious of uninvited guests.

“Hey! Can I help you?” he called out, puffing his chest out in what he hoped would be a slightly intimidating stance.

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His surveillance was futile, the silence as response a little disappointing after his day-long journey. Hayato sighed to himself, the exhaustion from the last twenty-four hours finally catching up to him. “Maybe I should find somewhere to stay first...?” He mused aloud, taking slow, contemplative steps around the perimeter of the hut. 

He shouldn’t have been surprised to receive a response when it was what he had desired in the first place, but it did nonetheless. Hayato backed away from the humble hut, blinking as he collected himself. “Ah...” a string of Japanese fell from his lips, hands moving around in flustered gestures before he pinched the bridge of his nose to take a moment to regain his senses.

“No...Yes?” Hayato corrected himself after a short pause. “I meant yes. I was told to come here for help.” Studying the other’s appearance, Hayato rubbed the back of his neck, looking slightly at a loss. “Are you Mr. Song Jihan?” From his experience, he knew better than to judge others based on appearances. His brief internet search history told him enough about what an imugi was, but it didn’t quite prepare him for what to expect. “I’m Shirai Hayato, I was told Mr. Song Jihan lived here?”

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𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕗𝕒𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕪 ;

[gladixlvs]

psiichos‌:

It didn’t take too long for Jooho to get ready either. Although he went different from what he usually wore when he wanted to disguise himself. Now that he was able to show the world that Yeonwoo was his husband he didn’t have to hide when they were out in public together anymore. The taller male chuckled when Yeonwoo placed his hat on him and he gently took his wrist and pulled it away along with the hat. “Baby I don’t have to hide anymore remember? Now that we’re filming I can actually be seen with you.” He smiled warmly at him and kissed the palm of Yeonwoo’s hand. 

“And a date sounds wonderful. You’re right. It has been a while since we’ve been able to have a proper one. Where did you want to go? I know there’s this new cafe not too far from Minji’s office building so maybe we can go there and check it out. And maybe walk along Han River? I hear now that it’s warmer the paddle boats are out.” He suggested as he fixed his hair from the hat. 

“But we can also figure it out along the way too. But c’mon Minji is waiting.” He poked playfully at Yeonwoo’s sides before reaching behind him to grab his keys and wallet. He looked over at the crew as they prepared to have one camera man in their car with them and Jooho lead everyone out, holding his hand out to Yeonwoo to take. 

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Old habits died hard, he supposed. With a sheepish smile, he took off his own bucket hat as well, placing it back into their shared collection. “It’ll take a while for me to get used to that.” Falling back into the comfort of letting the other take the lead, the two of them slipped into Jooho’s giant of a vehicle. Fastening the belt over himself, Yeon began fiddling with the controls of the car to adjust the temperature and turn on some light music, occasionally checking in with the camera man if he was comfortable in the backseat.

“I wonder what Minji wants to see us for,” he thought aloud to himself. It had been awhile since they had both seen each other, and he understood the limitations in their schedule due to the busy nature of both their jobs. “Oh well. I’m excited, though? Ah, we should drop by the Japanese snack store to bring her some Pocky too. I feel bad if we were going to go emptyhanded.

The conversation was most led by Yeonwoo, falling into their easy, regular rhythm as they made their way through the morning traffic to the hulking building Minji had built her business fortress. The security easily recognized the two men, handing them passes before leading them to the private elevator Minji usually took directly to her own office. Not letting go of Jooho’s hand, Yeon waited excitedly for the doors to open. 

[gladixlvs]

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≫ This ≪ bubu has just submitted their final research and assignments for the semester and is now enjoying the first tastes of freedom. Commence replies and starters owed to people! (Sorry for the wait I promise I’ll make it up to you sobs)

[gladixlvs]

『• ✎𝐹𝒶𝓇 𝐹𝓇𝑜𝓂 𝐻𝑜𝓂𝑒 •』

private starter -- @paperfortunes​

Hayato doesn’t remember much. But he does dream of fierce battles in the skies, accompanied by harsh flaps of leathery wings that brought about storms, vicious snaps of teeth, and unforgiving talons that dug deep into one’s skin. Blearily blinking away the remnants of his sleep, Hayato slowly sits up from his seat in the train as it announces the coming station’s name. 

He was finally here. Excitement manifested in the gradual speeding of his pulse as he stepped off the train’s platform and followed the written directions on a sheet of paper, crumpled from how he had held it in his hands so many times. It was believed that finding this Imugi spirit would give him the answers to the strange phenomenons that plagued his life. The priests and priestesses in his hometown in quaint little town held no answers, but they had believed, based on rumors, that this individual might.

The fact that Hayato wasn’t even all that sure this person existed. But he was at his wit’s end, and there were little choices to begin with.

Making his way to the small shack by the harbor as described on the sheet of paper, Hayato adjusted the backpack he had slung over his shoulders as he shuffled up to the door. “Ex...cuse me,” his voice was thick with the accent of his mother tongue, wrinkling his nose when the pronunciation did not sound quite right. “Excuse me,” he tried again. “Is there a Mr. Song Jihan living here?” The young man rose on his toes, trying to find a window where he could peer into to observe for any signs of life. 

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ofmoonics‌:

private starter for @gladixlvs​

           —— H O W E V E R she tried to think about it, there was no way this could go well. Her hands were holding onto the steering wheel for dear life and she had been nervously chewing down on her lips since she pulled Klaus into the car, saying little about what she wanted. Dahye had thought about telling him, right there, the moment she saw him, but she knew it wasn’t safe, saying anything within those walls was throwing a coin to the air, and she wasn’t about to play with this. Not with a life that wasn’t hers. She had almost begged him to ask as little as possible, but she didn’t care this time, she was willing to do even more than that.

She stopped the car once they got to a safe place. The parking lot of a restaurant, because she had learned that, sometimes, the safest places are those filled with people. She turned off the car as a couple walked by in front of them, strangely, this time, sighting civilians relaxed her a little bit. She didn’t talk right away, she couldn’t find the words, and even if she knew what to say, for the first time in a long time, she didn’t have enough will to talk. But there was no going back, this time, she had to talk.

Slowly, she took a long, deep breath, before turning back to look at him “I pulled you out like that because there’s something really important I have to tell you and I couldn’t risk anyone finding out.” He would’ve known how serious she was about it, since she even bothered to use a random rental car, not leaving anything up to chance. “You have to promise you’ll let me speak until the end,” she tilted her head a little, make sure she was keeping eye contact with him, making sure she could see how serious she was, “and before anything, I want you to know I’ve made up my mind and there’s no way I am changing it, okay?”

A slight frown marred his otherwise stoic features as he met her gaze unflinchingly with his own. Klaus attempted to think of their last actual interaction that did not consist of more than a brief nod of the head or the monotonous good work as they passed each other briefly in the halls of the headquarters. Klaus does not remember any further than the one night of passion that they had spent together. 

There was really not much of a reason for either them to speak. The first thought that crossed his mind was mutiny - however, that was quickly ruled out. Despite how well trained they were, he recognized tension in the breath she held, and the moment she was seized with determination as she let go of it. With a faint nod, Klaus gave his silent consent. “Let’s talk once we’re seated.” In the brief moments that they stepped into the restaurant space, the captain had deemed it a public space, almost too crowded with few spots for escape. Not a hit attempt either, he concluded. 

Catching the eye of a waiter, he held up two fingers to indicate the number of patrons before the two of them were led to a seat by the huge window, where sunlight trickled in. Locked. An obstacle for quick escape. As they both settled into their seats, Klaus himself remained the very image of calm despite the severity Dahye held in her tone as she implored him for his time and patience. 

“What have you called me here for, Dahye?” Without further waste of both their time, Klaus was direct in his question. What could possibly be this serious that they had to drive out of the headquarters when they had so much under their disposal? 

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“Pain changes people.” -- (Hyunmin to Moonbin!)

“I don’t allow myself to feel pain.” Moonbin replied dryly as he sat in his chair, legs crossed as he swirled the thick crimson liquid in his glass. “I suppose that means I’ll never change hm? I suppose it’s a blessing in disguise is it not? My kingdom will have a ruler who is consistent and will know how to rule without the bothersome baggage that comes with pain and feelings.” Moonbin rose a brow at Hyunmin, placing his glass down and stared at him. 

“How about you Hyunmin? Have you felt pain? Did it change you?”

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psiichos‌:

Moonbin watched as the glass broke in Hyunmin’s hands, not flinching as he watched the blood spill not just from the glass but from his own body. “I do not quite understand why you can’t just live back in your domain.” Moonbin took his glass again, sipping the thick contents. “The humans here aren’t too entertaining besides the few I keep around as my concubines. And even then they can get…boring.” 

“Tell me… is there something anchoring you to this realm?”

Moonbin wasn’t wrong. He could have chosen to spend the rest of eternity in dreary solitude. However, the heat had somehow became stifling at some point; Hyunmin blamed it on the the holy seal, even if he knew that wasn’t really it. 

“Perhaps I only sought to be entertained,” he began to play with the glass shards in his hands, the faint stinging pain a mere distraction to him. “The chaos intrigues me. The way they go for each others’ throats, more primal than the demons do. It is only a matter of sooner or later that they destroy themselves. And I wish to be here to bear witness to it. The bad. The ugly. Everything they make us out to be…yet found in some buried corner within themselves.”

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“It’s almost midnight.” Minji to Minsik

Pulling his cardigan closer to himself, Minsik nodded. As it grew later in the night and the moon pulling away from behind the shadows of the clouds, Minsik looked up at the swollen globe that hung heavy in the skies. “You feel it too, don’t you?” He whispered softly, fingers twitching as sparks of his magic tingled at the tips of his digit. Minsik’s snow white hair seemed to glow even more in the moonlight. 

“Anyways…How have things been? It’s been awhile since you last visited…” head lowered, Minsik hoped that his pout would go unseen by his twin.

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psiichos‌:

“Well…contacting a soul in Hell is definitely impossible to do. Well…not impossible but damn hard.” She joked, attempting to lighten the mood but she understood her twin brother’s worry. Their souls had been connected since birth, feeling pain that the other felt. It was a blessing and curse all in one and they had no one to blame other than their father. Their same father that Minji feared would find them and kill them to strip their abilities from them. 

“Ah. Yejun…” She smirked to herself, finding her thoughts trailing to her time in his domain. Seeing his true form. “He’s alright for the most part. He’s been…a little odd since we came back. I’m not sure but after coming back I’ve felt different too, like there was something down there that made me stronger? I don’t know it sounds crazy doesn’t it?”

His lips curled in slight distaste at the mention of the demon prince’s name. A sliver of his distaste escaped through their emotional bond, followed by a hint of guilt. He really needed to work on that control of his, Minsik thought to himself. His complacency would get him killed one day. 

“Would be better if he just–” Minsik made a vague gesture with his hands. “– went away or something. I get bad vibes from him, and my instinct has never proven me wrong.” The witch’s jaw squared, looking his twin in the eyes. “Minji…I know you enjoy the thrill of the hunt. But please. Don’t go somewhere I can’t find you? I can’t have your back if I can’t see you. And we’re a team…remember?” The elder twin’s eyes fell to the ground. “I couldn’t forgive myself if anything happened to you when I’m not by your side.”

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𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕗𝕒𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕪 ;

[gladixlvs]

psiichos‌:

Jooho couldn’t help but smile brightly at Yeonwoo when he saw the blush rush to his cheeks. How did he get so lucky to have an adorable husband like him? He sat down at the table with Yeonwoo and ate with him. “Hm? Ah they’re young anyways. They’ll be hyped either way. Besides, if I woke you up calmly you’d be less motivated to get out of bed. But I suppose the filming crew was an extra little bump to your motivation?” He teased again stealing a bite from Yeonwoo’s omelette even though Jooho had his own perfectly in his plate. 

The singer stopped eating for a moment to get up and grab Oberon. “Obie Won~” He sang to the pup who was already whimpering and whining that his toy was stolen from him. Jooho easily picked up the lump with one hand blew raspberries on his stomach. “Hey, be the Alpha. Get your toy back. Bite Tittie’s butt or something. Don’t let her get away with it.” He chuckled and put Oberon down as he watched the other run towards Titania and jumped onto her back, grabbing his toy and then ran away with it, the female corgi now chasing after him again. 

“So, plans for today. We gotta head to Minji’s office. She has some stuff she wants to give us personally.” Jooho added, glancing at the camera crew and producer who knew exactly why they were going to the office. “Do you want to go anywhere else afterwards?”

Yeonwoo’s eyes lit up at the mention of the other’s name. With how close the two were, Yeonwoo saw Minji as part of his own family, a sister from a different set of parents. He nodded, wolfing down the rest of his plate without a care for the flavor before dumping it in the sink. “Just give me ten - no, twenty minutes. I’ll be ready!” The camera crew scattered in their living room long forgotten in his excitement, the aspiring young doctor dashed to their shared room as he speedily prepared himself.

As promised, Yeonwoo made it just a couple minutes shy of the twenty minute mark. Contrary to the unorganized mess in the beginning, the man now had his fluffy hair somewhat tamed, falling right above his eyes that were decorated with a pair of glasses. He was covered with an oversized pullover, french tucked into well-worn jeans. “Tadaa,” he spun around to show himself off to his husband before skipping away to gather his necessities - wallet, phone, keys. “Ah, speaking of which. We should go on a date after we see Minji.” A warm smile lit up his face. “It’s been awhile since we got to do that.”

On instinct, Yeonwoo grabbed a cap from Jooho’s collection, setting it atop his head as he examined the idol this way and that to ensure that he would be appropriately disguised upon leaving the house. “Haa...My husband really looks good even with just his eyes out,” he sighed in fake exasperation before grabbing a bucket hat for himself. “I’m ready to go whenever you are, love.”

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“It’s almost midnight.” Minji to Minsik

Pulling his cardigan closer to himself, Minsik nodded. As it grew later in the night and the moon pulling away from behind the shadows of the clouds, Minsik looked up at the swollen globe that hung heavy in the skies. “You feel it too, don’t you?” He whispered softly, fingers twitching as sparks of his magic tingled at the tips of his digit. Minsik’s snow white hair seemed to glow even more in the moonlight. 

“Anyways…How have things been? It’s been awhile since you last visited…” head lowered, Minsik hoped that his pout would go unseen by his twin.

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Minji nodded as she kept her eyes on the moon. Their affinity for the night and the darkness was never a surprise for either of them. They were witches after all. But even more so Minji she welcomed the dark within her magic. She glanced back to her brother and smiled at him, wrapping her arms around him as she leaned her cheek against his arm. “It’s been…alright? I’ve felt different after coming back from hell.” She sighed and poked at his cheek, already knowing from intuition itself that he was pouting. 

“I’m sorry I haven’t been able to spend time with you, Min. There’s just…so much happening. And I worry that father will find us soon…”

[dittoditta]

I can’t make fancy graphics, I am new to inide, one could say. I want to follow new roleplayers and have new interactions. A lot of things changed since I was last here. Please reblog this to help me find people who would like to thread with me. 

If you follow me, you get an one liner starter. Thanks.

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“Pain changes people.” -- (Hyunmin to Moonbin!)

“I don’t allow myself to feel pain.” Moonbin replied dryly as he sat in his chair, legs crossed as he swirled the thick crimson liquid in his glass. “I suppose that means I’ll never change hm? I suppose it’s a blessing in disguise is it not? My kingdom will have a ruler who is consistent and will know how to rule without the bothersome baggage that comes with pain and feelings.” Moonbin rose a brow at Hyunmin, placing his glass down and stared at him. 

“How about you Hyunmin? Have you felt pain? Did it change you?”

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With his true form contained within the human vessel he found fitting for himself, Hyunmin examined the contents of his own glass. The dark one had never really been one for socializing, despite his infamous reputation as the Prince of Lust. “It depends on how you see it,” he eventually said, faint disinterest laced in his apathetic response. Blinking away the remnants of cloudy memories, he lowered his glass without taking a sip, having felt no draw to the contents.

“Have I changed? Perhaps I have. Isn’t that why humans continue to populate the land of the living? How tiresome.” With a squeeze of his hands, the glass shattered in his hands, broken shards drawing black blood that mixed with the fluids. “Aah. I just want it to end already.”

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“It’s almost midnight.” Minji to Minsik

Pulling his cardigan closer to himself, Minsik nodded. As it grew later in the night and the moon pulling away from behind the shadows of the clouds, Minsik looked up at the swollen globe that hung heavy in the skies. “You feel it too, don’t you?” He whispered softly, fingers twitching as sparks of his magic tingled at the tips of his digit. Minsik’s snow white hair seemed to glow even more in the moonlight. 

“Anyways…How have things been? It’s been awhile since you last visited…” head lowered, Minsik hoped that his pout would go unseen by his twin.

[gladixlvs]

psiichos‌:

Minji nodded as she kept her eyes on the moon. Their affinity for the night and the darkness was never a surprise for either of them. They were witches after all. But even more so Minji she welcomed the dark within her magic. She glanced back to her brother and smiled at him, wrapping her arms around him as she leaned her cheek against his arm. “It’s been…alright? I’ve felt different after coming back from hell.” She sighed and poked at his cheek, already knowing from intuition itself that he was pouting. 

“I’m sorry I haven’t been able to spend time with you, Min. There’s just…so much happening. And I worry that father will find us soon…”

Minsik looked deep into the other’s eyes, the troubles swimming in his twin’s eyes causing his own expression to soften once again. “I know…It’s just. I got worried when I couldn’t contact you.” He began fidgeting with his fingers, a nervous tic that he never got rid of despite all this time. 

It still baffled Minsik that Minji so easily came back and fro from the deep bowels of the underworld. As a practitioner of white magic, the atmosphere in hell was stifling and caused Minsik much discomfort. “How is….he, by the way?” Sik’s eyes were downcast once again, this time for other reasons that were not petulance. 

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“It’s almost midnight.” Minji to Minsik

Pulling his cardigan closer to himself, Minsik nodded. As it grew later in the night and the moon pulling away from behind the shadows of the clouds, Minsik looked up at the swollen globe that hung heavy in the skies. “You feel it too, don’t you?” He whispered softly, fingers twitching as sparks of his magic tingled at the tips of his digit. Minsik’s snow white hair seemed to glow even more in the moonlight. 

“Anyways…How have things been? It’s been awhile since you last visited…” head lowered, Minsik hoped that his pout would go unseen by his twin.

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Minji nodded as she kept her eyes on the moon. Their affinity for the night and the darkness was never a surprise for either of them. They were witches after all. But even more so Minji she welcomed the dark within her magic. She glanced back to her brother and smiled at him, wrapping her arms around him as she leaned her cheek against his arm. “It’s been…alright? I’ve felt different after coming back from hell.” She sighed and poked at his cheek, already knowing from intuition itself that he was pouting. 

“I’m sorry I haven’t been able to spend time with you, Min. There’s just…so much happening. And I worry that father will find us soon…”

[gladixlvs]

“It’s almost midnight.” Minji to Minsik

Pulling his cardigan closer to himself, Minsik nodded. As it grew later in the night and the moon pulling away from behind the shadows of the clouds, Minsik looked up at the swollen globe that hung heavy in the skies. “You feel it too, don’t you?” He whispered softly, fingers twitching as sparks of his magic tingled at the tips of his digit. Minsik’s snow white hair seemed to glow even more in the moonlight. 

“Anyways...How have things been? It’s been awhile since you last visited...” head lowered, Minsik hoped that his pout would go unseen by his twin.

[mxxnrixe]

They told me once, 

                                there’s a place where love conquers all.

They told me once,

                      don’t trust the moon, she’s always changing.

                                                  but nothing here is as it seems.

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3 LITTLE WORDS... || starter pack

Send me one to see how my muse reacts. Some are fluffy, some are angsty, some are smutty, some are something else entirely…

Some of these may be triggering or NSFW!

“I love you.”

“I hate you.”

“Go fuck yourself.”

“I guess so…”

“I guess not.”

“Love me, please.”

“Don’t say that.”

“Don’t do that.”

“Don’t touch me.”

“Please, hold me.”

“Pain changes people.”

“You haven’t changed.”

“Please don’t go.”

“Look behind you.”

“Go kill yourself.”

“I can change.”

“Don’t ever change.”

“Want a hit?”

“Do you smoke?”

“Fuck me now.”

“Take my hand.”

“Lead the way.”

“Duck and cover!”

“Just go home.”

“Take me home.”

“Walk me there?”

“Everyone, shut up!”

“Just shut up.”

“Please stop it.”

“Please don’t die.”

“I need you.”

“I want you.”

“Want a hug?”

“Want a kiss?”

“Are you sure?”

“Are you lying?”

“That’s the truth.”

“I’m not lying.”

“Oh my God.”

“For fuck’s sake!”

“I got it.”

“I found it.”

“Call me later.”

“Text me later.”

“Don’t call me.”

“Are you crying?”

“I wasn’t crying.”

“Please don’t laugh.”

“Please don’t cry.”

“That’s a lie.”

“What’d they say?”

“What’ll it be?”

“It’s last call.”

“It’s almost midnight.”

“Do you promise?”

“That’s a promise.”

“Are you serious?”

“Don’t bullshit me.”

“I punched him.”

“I killed him.”

“I kissed him.”

“I love him.”

“I hate him.”

“I lied before.”

“I’m so sorry.”

“I’m not sorry.”

“I’ll come over.”

“Can you come?”

“Want to cuddle?”

“Maybe we should.”

“Maybe we shouldn’t.”

“You don’t say.”

“Make me come.”

“Did you come?”

“I stole it.”

“I broke it.”

“Any bones broken?”

“Are you okay?”

“Are you hurt?”

“That must’ve hurt.”

“He was lying.”

“It’s our song.”

“Can I help?”

“Help me out.”

“Please, for me?”

“Anything for you.”

“I doubt it.”

“I believe you.”

[gladixlvs]

Plot & starter calls!

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ℌello, this is Jae! It’s been awhile since I’ve been in the indie rp community, and would love to dive into making in character connections. Refer here for more information about my muses! Looking forward to interacting with you all ❤️

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