โฟ๏ธโพ๏ธ "๐๐ซ๐ข๐๐ค๐ฌ, ๐๐ซ๐๐๐ญ๐ฌ, & ๐๐๐ง๐๐๐ซ ๐๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ" (๐๐๐๐๐๐ข๐ ๐ถโ๐๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ ! ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐) | ๐ป๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ | ๐ผ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ | ๐ป๐๐๐๐๐ค๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐
โฆ๏ธsสแดษดแดsษชs: ๐๐ก๐ ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ข๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ฌ ๐จ๐ ๐๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฐ๐๐๐ง ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ข๐ง ๐๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฌ๐ฐ๐ข๐ง๐ . ๐๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ ๐ซ๐๐ซ๐ ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ข๐ซ๐ข๐ญ ๐จ๐ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฌ๐๐ก๐ข๐๐, ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ก๐๐ฏ๐ ๐๐๐๐ข๐๐๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐๐ฒ ๐ ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ซ๐ข๐๐ค ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐จ๐ซ๐ฆ ๐จ๐ ๐๐๐จ๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐๐ข๐ ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ข๐ญ๐ ๐๐ฅ๐๐ง๐ค๐๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ก๐๐๐ญ ๐๐ฌ ๐๐จ๐ฏ๐๐ซ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐๐ญ๐๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ฎ๐ญ๐ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ ๐ ๐ก๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ก๐จ๐ฉ๐๐ฌ ๐จ๐ ๐ฉ๐จ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐ญ๐ง๐๐ซ'๐ฌ ๐ก๐๐๐ซ๐ญ. ๐ ๐ญ๐ซ๐ข๐๐ค ๐๐จ๐ซ ๐ ๐ญ๐ซ๐๐๐ญ, ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ง ๐๐ง๐ญ๐๐ข๐ฅ๐ฌ ๐๐๐ญ๐๐ซ๐ฐ๐๐ซ๐๐ฌ ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐จ๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐๐ฎ๐ญ๐ ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐๐ฒ.
โหโน แฐ -pairing: ๐ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ฌ,๐๐๐ซ๐ค๐, ๐๐ซ๐ข๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ฌ๐ฅ๐๐ฒ, ๐๐ก๐๐ข๐ง๐จ๐ง, ๐๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐ฎ๐๐ง, ๐๐ฎ๐ง๐๐๐ฒ, ๐๐จ๐ ๐จ๐ฌ, ๐๐ก๐๐ง๐ญ๐จ๐ฆ/๐๐ซ๐๐ ๐จ๐๐ข๐, ๐๐จ๐ง๐๐จ ๐๐ฌ๐๐ฆ๐ข (๐ ๐๐)
โฅ๏ธ not proof-read; fluff; possible errors and ooc; gender-neutral reader; established relationship; late halloween special; inspired off that one fgo okita comic where she tries to spook master by putting on a blanket and act like a little cute ghost; there goes my writing streaks, once again ww; still needa progress through Amphoreus aaack; reader looks like a little medjed; reader is the master in Kondo's part; written before Phantom Alter/Tragodia EN release(and Act or Die event release so take note of any possible spoiler, in case!); might consider a part two with few more characters (initially had two more but alas, there's an image limit. I'll think about continuing it. (โ โกโ ย โ ฯโ ย โ โกโ ))
๐ฎ๏ธ๏ธ๏ธ๏ธ๏ธ๏ธ๏ธ ๐๐๐๐ง๐๐ซ๐ข๐จ
It's finally Halloween! The season of trick-and-treats, ghostly frights, pumpking carving, chilly vibes and scare-athon has come once again.
You sat on a chair in your room, boredly waiting the time away as you stared at the window to your side, your eyes darting over to the outside world beyond it, and you would watch, as you saw kids clad in their halloween costumes hop around in merriment while carrying their little pumpkin-carved baskets by their handles, filled with candies and chocolates they have received by kind passersby and from doors they have knocked on.
You hummed to yourself, elbows leaning over the windowsill, as you meet the gentle blow of the wind brush at your skin. It was quiet, not until a certain idea came to your mindโ
Why don't you spook your beloved as a little ghost?
A look of mischief gets written all over your face. Your lips curve up to a smirk and your eyes glinted with mirth, as you rose to your feet, scrambled to the cabinets to take out a clean piece of white blanket. Yes, this is perfect. You'll just get it washed later, as you then decide to doodle ghostly eyes and mouth on it with a marker. You marveled at your creation, right before peeking out the door, scanning your surroundings. You'll wait behind your corner, right until your beloved would walk by.
Hearing the gentle creak of the door, followed by the clicking of shoes and footsteps, you sensed someone was walking by, and caught a brief glimpse of your beloved as they had arrived at your shared space, placing their coat onto the racks at the side. Perfect timing.
You slip on the blanket, letting it cover you from head to your legs, showing only your ankles and feet. You were snuggly covered in it, as you waited in lay, until he finally reached your corner andโ
"Boo!"
You hopped out from where you hid, imitating a ghostly sound as you blocked his way. Now, how does he react?
โโโ โโ โฐ โ โ โโโ
โฟ๏ธโพ๏ธ ๐๐ฒ๐ซ๐ฒ๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐๐ก๐ฎ๐๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ซ๐จ๐ฏ๐ข๐๐ก ๐ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ฌ
โฅ๏ธ Before he even reached your corner, Flins had already heard the light shuffling of sheet and the light giggling that emanated just nearby. Flins is not one to ruin the fun, even if he may have caught you already from afar.
โฅ๏ธ When you jumped out with the attempt to adorably spook him, Flins stills in his place, smile curving up his lips, after a small gasp escapes past his lips to humor your cutenessโ er, spookiness.
โฅ๏ธ "Ah, my love, you've certainly surprised me...with your adorable ghostly form, I must say." He would comment, eyes scanning you from head to toe, taking note of how smaller you appeared in front of him, almost like a little chibi. He could never not be fond of you, in such a state.
โฅ๏ธ As you waved your hands, and is just about to pry the blanket up to have a better look at Flins, he nimbly takes the initiative and reached for the soft fabric with his gloved hands, lifts it up as if he were lifting the veil of his bride, locks eyes with you with his smile still present on his lips.
โฅ๏ธ He leans down, and as if to match your spooky cuteness, before you could even react, you felt the soft brush of his lips against yours and the world stops for a moment or two. Flins closes his eyes, wraps his arms around your waist as you slowly eased into his affection after your momentary shock at his affectionate reaction as he deepened the kissโ which was sweeter than any candy.
โฅ๏ธ When he pulls away, his face still lingered inches from yours, and rather than marvel at a ghostโ he marveled at his beloved, whose makeshift costume slowly slipped off of their head. Oh, how the tables have turned. No matter what you do, this beloved Fae of yours will always find a way to outspook your affections โก
๊จ๏ธ "๐ฏ๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐, ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ซ๐๐'๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐. ๐๐๐๐... ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐... ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ต๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐?"
โโบโโ โพโโบโโ
โฟ๏ธโพ๏ธ ๐ฝ๐๐๐๐
โฅ๏ธ At seeing you pop out of nowhere, clad in the makeshift ghost attire, Varka does look slightly taken aback, taking a step back before wrapping his arms around you mid-hop, causing you to land not on your feet, but on the blonde knight instead, who recomposed himself to form a cheerful smile on his face.
โฅ๏ธ "Whoa there, darling! Dressing up to match the spooky vibes of the season, are you?" He'd muse, holding you and then up into his arms, cradling you like a marshmallow. Varka had just returned from a mission that he took his knights out with him for, so having you surprise him in such a way eased the weariness in his heart, replaced with warmth.
โฅ๏ธ As if feeling you pout beneath the blanket sheet, Varka chuckled aloud, his face of mirth before deciding to spook you in return, but in a form of affection. He presses his face against the fabric, and uses his free hand to trace over your head, and finding your cheek, he props your head to face his direction and he leans forward for a sweet kiss on your lips, right exactly on it, even with the cover of the white sheet separating you both from direct contact.
โฅ๏ธ When he pulls back a bit, he clutched you even tighter and effortlessly against his chest, still up in his arms with no hassle, feeling immense affection with a grin on his lips as he could imagine you heating up beneath the cover.
โฅ๏ธ "Heh, I can only imagine the sparks of pink covering your cheeks right now, love. Spooked your sweet heart now, didn't I?" He mused aloud, before pressing his scarred cheek up against your still-covered head, nuzzling you like a pillow rather than a ghost.
โฅ๏ธ At that, he walks away, back to your shared room, still holding you close, with glee etched in his features. You're up for one cuddly night, you can already tell.
๊จ๏ธ "๐ฏ๐๐, ๐ฐ'๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐โ๐ฐ'๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ฐ'๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐. ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐. ๐ซ๐๐'๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐."
โโบโโ โพโโบโโ
โฟ๏ธโพ๏ธ ๐พ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐
โฅ๏ธ Wriothesley is perceptive. But also is the kind to humor the flow of a plan hatched, that which he catches wind ofโ like your small giggles behind the corner of the room instantly gave the idea of a surprise waiting for him. The Duke remained unmoved however, played along, suppressing the slight smirk that has appeared on his lips. With a click of his boots, he makes his way forward.
โฅ๏ธ And when you popped out with that cute little 'boo', Wriothesley raises one eyebrow, now unable to suppress a smile. Now, that's indeed quite the pleasant surprise for the only person capable of pouring buckets of childish cuteness and getting away with it, unscathed.
โฅ๏ธ "What do we have here? Playing ghost for Halloween, love?" He remarks, eyeing you up and down, suppressing his urge to let out a chuckle when he thought how you looked like a child in such a state.
โฅ๏ธ Reaching out his arms, Wriothesley then pulls you closer and up against him after he wraps his arms around you, letting you feel his warmth even through the cloth.
โฅ๏ธ "You know, you can easily be arrested for adorably sneaking up on an unsuspecting person." Wriothesley teases and he feels you pout beneath the cover, and thus, he slowly snuck his way down to the edges of the blanket, pulling it up bit by bit as if he were opening a carefully decorated package.
โฅ๏ธ At seeing your flustered face, he lets the blanket slip off of your head, as your eyes locked on to each other, with Wriothesley leaning ever so closely, just inches away from your lips, with a softened expression on his face, and in just a split second, he steals a kiss off your lipsโ perhaps as a fine to how you spooked him for today.
๊จ๏ธ "๐ญ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐'๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ต๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐บ๐, ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐. ๐ต๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐... ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ช๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐, ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐."
โโบโโ โพโโบโโ
โฟ๏ธโพ๏ธ ๐๐ก๐๐ข๐ง๐จ๐ง
โฅ๏ธ Phainon innocently called you out from the door, the moment he got home, in his enthusiastic tone as if he were some dog that had been waiting for his owner's return instead of the other way around. His work took quite awhile to accomplish, and the entire time, he could not think of anything else but to return to your warm embrace for the night.
โฅ๏ธ His boots tapped lightly on the floor, as he approached in calm strides, reached your corner, not noticing anything out of the ordinary within the comfort of you two's shared space, that is untilโ you hopped out of nowhere, arms raised to the front for a 'frightening look' as you led out a cute ghostly shriek.
โฅ๏ธ Phainon looked surprised, stumbled slightly before chuckling aloud, raising a hand to the back of his head, scratching it as tints of pink appeared on his cheeks. Well, now that's quite adorable rather than a spooky surprise. It reminded him that it was the Halloween season.
โฅ๏ธ "Haha, starlight, I must admit you surprised me there a little bit!" He exclaims, before turning to look back at you, still smiling, his heart fluttering as Phainon watched you marvel at your own victory just beneath the covers. He took one good look at your doodle, finding your jumpscare attempt all the more adorable.
โฅ๏ธ "Quite the setup that you have here, love. I suppose, I see this more as a treat rather than a trick." He comments, his eyes gleaming with newfound joy before it was his turn to pick you up in his arms as if you were some cat, draped the blanket off of you and in a slow motion, as the blanket remained afloat midair for several seconds, blurring out the light that seeped through the windows, you saw his blue eyes shimmer with great fondness.
โฅ๏ธ He leans in, and you closed your eyes as you relented for a reciprocated treat on the lips in the form of a sweet kiss. A romantic scene that mutually sent palpitations to your heart.
๊จ๏ธ "๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐. ๐บ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐...๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ฐ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ . ๐ป๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐... ๐จ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฏ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ฏ๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐? ๐พ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐!"
โโบโโ โพโโบโโ
โฟ๏ธโพ๏ธ ๐๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐ฎ๐๐ง
โฅ๏ธ Afternoons make the General feel the most drowsy. He walked through the courtyards of his home, having snuck himself away from his Secretaries' eyes to return back home for a good rest to take his mind off the piles of work to do on his desk. Jing Yuan walked in graceful motions, feeling the soft breeze of the afternoon air and of the birds who greeted him off the trees with light chirpings of their own.
โฅ๏ธ He walked around for a bit, yawning here and there before making his routinely afternoon visit to your shared home, to check on his beloved whom he's always found himself more than eager to be with, all the time while away at work. You're usually at home during this hour. It won't be so bad to reinvigorate his energy just by seeing his Sweetheart on a daily basis, off the mornings and evenings.
โฅ๏ธ He walked through the front door, steps inside, and in calm strides, scanned his surroundings and that's when he picks up the distant sound of giggles. Jing Yuan's ears perk up with interest at the sound, and he sped up his movements a bit, following the source that led to a corner of a wall.
โฅ๏ธ It was dead quiet not untilโ hop! And there came the adorable ghostly shriek that came out of the ghost-dressed figure in front of him. Jing Yuan paused, raising his eyebrows at the sight, before his lips curve up to an amused smile and his drowsy eyes soon were relit to light with amusement. Now that just made his afternoon already eventful.
โฅ๏ธ "Ah, quite the adorably fearsome ghost we have here. Already expecting me at this hour, I see. You've certainly filled my weary heart with energy, my dear." Jing Yuan comments, face still in amusement, all the while he marveled at the victorious face that albeit covered by a sheet of white, he could imagine the grin and blush plastered over your face. He had known and has been with you for a long time already to be able to memorize your beauty that he found himself admiring, most of the time.
โฅ๏ธ Reaching out, Jing Yuan snuck a hand beneath the white sheet, takes your hand and leads you along down the hallways, reached your shared room, carried you up in his arms as if you were some princess, as he then sets you down on the bed, and he follows shortly after, gently drapes off the blanket that was draped over your face, easing it out as if he were draping away the red veil of a bride on a wedding night. Then, he lays both himself and you down, with the same said blanket tucking you both in comfortably for a nice cuddle.
โฅ๏ธ Jing Yuan could just get used, indeed, for afternoons like this one. You gave him quite the trick, and in turn, you earned yourself a special treat from the beloved General.
๊จ๏ธ "๐ป๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐, ๐๐'๐ ๐๐๐... ๐ฏ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐จ๐, ๐ฐ'๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐จ๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐บ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ฉ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐. ๐ฐ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐...๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐? ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐, ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ."
โโบโโ โพโโบโโ
โฟ๏ธโพ๏ธ ๐๐ฎ๐ง๐๐๐ฒ
โฅ๏ธ Ever since Sunday had boarded the Astral Express, his days are nothing short of eventful. From his days that he's usually only spent in quietness, turned into one of the merry group works. He's not complaining, however. He learned to see the joys that companionship and of venturing out into the universe has to offer.
โฅ๏ธ Sunday looked rather relaxed for the moment, sighing in relief as he clutched at his back after a day of work with some of the other Crew members, stepped into his shared living space with yours. He looked rather peaceful, ethereal even. Had you had no cover on, you would've stepped back to simply admire this beautiful angelโ that is, your boyfriend.
โฅ๏ธ Sunday slowly approached the corner, not noticing anything out of the ordinary. You waited, taking his shadow and footsteps as a clue, and right exactly on timeโ you bounced out from where you hid, shrieked an adorable ghostly sound which caused for the Halovian to actually gasp aloud, taken aback with his small wings stiffening in place at the sight of the little ghost that have come to surprise him.
โฅ๏ธ Sunday slowly composes himself, his wings covering the lower half of his face in a bashful manner, covering up his flustered cheeks all the while his heart beat in tandem of your strings of giggles at his reaction, even though you could not see his current expression, you can imagine it well in your mind.
โฅ๏ธ "A-Ah, dearest... You've... certainly caught me off-guard. I must say, you did a good job scaring me." Sunday comments softly upon recomposing himself as his small wings fluttered back at the sides, straightened himself up before marveling at your adorable ghostly figure. He smiled even at focusing on the doodle of an attempt for a ghostly face.
โฅ๏ธ When you had started taking the blanket off of your face, Sunday reached his own hands out, interrupted your movements and turned to take it off himself, with his softened look in full view before he then carefully draped it over your shoulders, as if to keep you warm from your own chills that you have emanated before he leans down, his free hand clutching at his heart, to give you a soft kiss on the forehead.
๊จ๏ธ "๐จ๐, ๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ฐ๐'๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐. ๐บ๐๐๐๐, ๐ฐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐'๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐...๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐. ๐ฐ ๐๐๐'๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐, ๐๐... ๐พ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐-๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ?"
โโบโโ โพโโบโโ
โฟ๏ธโพ๏ธ ๐๐จ๐ ๐จ๐ฌ
โฅ๏ธ The piles of work that he has finished for the day, has left Logos feeling rather weary in the heart. Such are the duties that he must face as an Elite Operator, for Rhodes Island. There were his responsibilities too, as the Banshee Prince/Lord, that still finds a way to take up bits of his time in his own desk here.
โฅ๏ธ Logos walked by the merry hops of Operators and staffs alike, and of the children who giggled down the hallways, carrying baskets of treatsโ that even Logos himself played a part into filling, when they have come to ask for some treats. His heart feels moved alone at the sight of such merry gathering during this season. Still, his soul yearned for the comfort of his other halfโ you.
โฅ๏ธ He passed along the hallways that led to the dormitories and over to his shared space with his lover. You. He comes in, comfortably removes his Rhodes Island coat as the auras of the incantations emanated from it as the owner parts with it momentarily, steps inside, hands raised to remove his gloves before heading in further. He hears the light ruffling of fabric, just near where he is, causing his ears to perk up at the sound.
โฅ๏ธ He turns the corner, careful in his steps and thereโ he steps aback, blinking, surprised as he sees your ghostly figure hop out from where you hid and mustered a 'boo', in imitation of a howling ghost, in front of the young Banshee Lord. He was rendered speechless for a moment or two, until his lips curve to a smile, and he tilts his head away charmingly, able to blind someone with light should they stare at his ethereal expression at the moment, thanks to his beloved who did little as to spook him for fun but sent great palpitations his way in the name of love.
โฅ๏ธ "Dearest, you've certainly...gave me quite the fright, I must admit." Logos softly commented, his eyes trailing over your figure all the while you marveled at your own victory with how your hands swayed in merry movements. A sight that he took delight in watching. You always could get a reaction out of him, which he did not mind one bit. He feels alive whenever he basks in your warm presence.
โฅ๏ธ To match your playfulness however, Logos does recover himself, stepped closer with a click on the floor, reached his hands out in a careful manner, moved the blanket not to remove it but surprised you when he instead lifted it up and draped it over himselfโ stuffing him inside the covers with you, covering both of your figures regardless of height, and the next thing you felt, in a slow blurring motion was his lips on yours.
๊จ๏ธ "๐ป๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐. ๐๐๐'๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ฏ๐๐๐๐ ๐ฏ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐ ๐๐๐, ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ต๐๐, ๐๐๐๐... ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐'๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐, ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐. ๐บ๐... ๐ป๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ป๐๐๐๐?"
โโบโโ โพโโบโโ
โฟ๏ธโพ๏ธ ๐๐ก๐๐ง๐ญ๐จ๐ฆ (๐๐ฅ๐ญ๐๐ซ)/ ๐๐ซ๐๐ ๐จ๐๐ข๐
โฅ๏ธ Lucian is not usually one to entertain the normal motions of human life. For most of his life in the past, he had mostly been content to stay within the limelights of the shadows, and be part of the swallowing tides of darkness. But after his transition into a new person, as Tragodia, he has come to accept integration within society in slow but fulfilling steps. And that includes, acknowledging your love to its entirety, with little doubt nor reservation about whether he truly is deserving to be the object of your affections.
โฅ๏ธ Lucian still lingers betwixt the darkness he once thought himself to be a puzzle piece of, and of the newfound light in his days in the form of acceptance and interactions aboard the Rhodes Island Landship. He remained reluctant, yet, he does not take another step back. He picked up this new mantle to be the successor to the Tragodia name, with the promise of freedom and springโ a large contradiction to the life that he once possessed, when he was still within the confines of the Crimson Troupe. He is in the process of learning how to loveโ but he is already showing all that he's learned, in the days you remained by his side.
โฅ๏ธ Lucian had just returned from an off-R.I duty, his coat trailing from behind him, only to find himself first greeted by the sights of merry children, hopping around, baskets in hand, filled with treats and of the Operators and staff around that greeted one another the dawn of the spooky holiday spirit. It was one of those days again, he thought to himself. Halloween. A season for myths and for the departed.
โฅ๏ธ He made his way into his shared space with you, his beloved. During his absence, Lucian did make sure to exchange letters here and there with you to ensure that you stay updated with what goes on with his life so far, away from you. He gently opens the door, steps inside with care as Miss Christine then hops off his shoulder, her twin-tails swishing side by side, purring as she wanders off to who knows where. Whereas, he, with great care, took off his cloak for a more comfortable pacing in mobility, and stepped in, letting the warm lights in the room envelop his figure. He no longer feels so blinded to the spotlights, compared to before, though, with all that has happened in his lifeโ his heart did turn weary but comparably relaxed unlike before.
โฅ๏ธ That is, until, he was about to turn a corner, only to lean backwards in surprise when you hopped up, clad only in that white blanket sheet, with an adorable doodle of a ghostly face with your hands posed for a frightening stance. Lucian's eyes were wide, in surprise, that all strings of previous thought had dissipated into nothingness at the sight of you. Yes, who else would it be, but you? He can already tell. Within the confines of his mind that are haunted by illusions of his pastโ you alone remained with a form of clarity. He looked speechless, stunned even that he is still registering a response within his mind.
โฅ๏ธ Then, his lips slowly curves up into a small smile. Your jumpscare certainly did relit the flames of his mind and heart, to radiate positive recollections rather than of negativity. "My starlight... You certainly do have the airs of the Halloween season in you. I must say... You make a fine actor for a ghost. Even you surprised me." He tells you, making comments as if he were a scripwriter who offered encouraging remarks about your masterpiece, to which you responded with quite the prideful pose that caused his smile to grow larger. He's completely changed.
โฅ๏ธ Hearing you giggle were like melodies to his ears, one he'd consider even finer than his own singing voice. Lucian recovers, steps closer towards you, with his spirits lifted, thanks to your spooky welcome, he reaches for the edges of your white cloak, pulls it up carefully, and drapes it around your shoulders instead with a tie to the front securing it as a makeshift coat. Then, to your surprise, Lucian, out of nowhere, responds in kind to your spooky act with a romantic one of his own. He positions both yours and his body in the posture for a dance of waltz, held your hands, and you're instantly whisked away to a small magical dance, as his response to your welcome. Lucian has flipped the script. A well disguised trick in the form of a treat. Now that he has found his will of change and lifeโ he will show you, the depths of his feelings, for you.
๊จ๏ธ "๐๐๐๐ฉ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐๐ฒ๐๐ฌ ๐ฅ๐จ๐๐ค๐๐ ๐จ๐ง ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐, ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐. ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ง ๐ญ๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐จ๐ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐๐จ๐จ๐ญ๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ฉ๐ฌ, ๐๐ง๐ ๐ฅ๐๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ ๐ ๐ฎ๐ข๐๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐จ๐ซ ๐ ๐๐๐ง๐๐ ๐จ๐ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐จ. ๐๐ง ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐ฌ ๐จ๐ ๐๐๐๐จ๐ซ๐, ๐๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ข๐ง ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐, ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฌ๐๐๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐จ๐๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฌ๐๐ซ๐ข๐ฉ๐ญ๐ฌ. ๐๐ง๐ ๐ฒ๐๐ญ... ๐๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ข๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ญ๐ฎ ๐๐ฉ๐ฉ๐๐๐ซ๐๐ง๐๐, ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ ๐๐ค๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐จ ๐ข๐ง๐ค, ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐จ๐ง ๐ ๐ญ๐๐ฑ๐ญ-๐๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐๐ ๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐๐ก๐ฆ๐๐ง๐ญ. ๐๐ญ ๐ก๐๐ฌ ๐๐ฅ๐ข๐ฉ๐ฉ๐๐ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐ซ๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ฒ, ๐ญ๐จ ๐จ๐ง๐... ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ฅ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ ๐ซ๐๐ฐ ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ง๐ฏ๐๐ฅ๐จ๐ฉ๐๐ ๐ฆ๐ ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ๐ฅ๐. ๐๐จ๐ฎ...๐๐ซ๐ ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐๐จ๐ฆ๐ฉ๐๐ง๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฌ๐ก ๐ญ๐จ ๐ซ๐๐ฆ๐๐ข๐ง ๐๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ข๐๐, ๐๐ฏ๐๐ง ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐ฅ๐จ๐ฐ๐๐ซ๐ฌ ๐๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐ฆ ๐๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐ง๐๐ฌ ๐จ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ฅ๐'๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ๐. ๐ ๐ก๐๐ฏ๐ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ฐ๐๐๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐จ๐๐๐๐ซ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ... ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ ๐ก๐จ๐ฉ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐๐ง๐๐ ๐๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐๐ญ ๐ฅ๐๐๐ฌ๐ญ ๐๐ ๐ ๐ ๐จ๐จ๐ ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ญ๐ฎ๐ญ๐- ๐ง๐จ, ๐๐ง ๐๐ฏ๐๐ง ๐๐๐ญ๐ญ๐๐ซ ๐ ๐ข๐๐ญ ๐๐จ๐ซ ๐ ๐ญ๐ซ๐๐๐ญ ๐๐จ๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐จ๐๐๐๐ฌ๐ข๐จ๐ง. ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฐ ๐๐จ๐ซ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ๐๐ฅ๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ๐ค๐๐ ๐๐ฐ๐๐ฒ, ๐ญ๐จ ๐ ๐ซ๐๐๐ฅ๐ฆ ๐จ๐ง๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐จ๐ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฆ๐๐ค๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ข๐ง๐ฌ๐ข๐๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ซ๐จ๐จ๐ฆ."
โโบโโ โพโโบโโ
โฟ๏ธโพ๏ธ ๐๐จ๐ง๐๐จฬ ๐๐ฌ๐๐ฆ๐ข
โฅ๏ธ Life in Chaldea, for Kondo, is largely a different experience compared to his past life. He had once lived through an era of war and bloodshed, with little room for the mundane joys in life that only the commonfolk can afford as a form of luxury. The Commander is no cold person, he is too warm, even, for the old world where only the fittest may survive. When he had met his end, he passed with lingering regrets and of the thought that even if he may have died, bearing still the dignity of the Commander of the Shinsengumi, he thought to have found himself unworthy of any form of love for the failures that he has committed in his life. But it's with you, and with the reunion of himself and his comrades that Kondo found himself more willing to accept life once again, with honor restored and willingness to accept the turns of affection that you and everyone else would give him.
โฅ๏ธ Kondo amused himself with the traditions of the Halloween season, with the sights of the child servants running around to all they'd encounter, asking for a trick or treat. He had great curiosity for the new world, and so delighted himself with observations, gifting of a candy or two to the kids who came by and even would surprise some of his unsuspecting comrades like Heisuke with a treat or two, in the form of a candy. It's not like Heisuke can turn him away with that innocent smile on Kondo's face, anyways.
โฅ๏ธ Late into the evening, after much wandering around amongst his fellow servants in the spirits of the spooky holiday, Kondล had not seen you the entire day due to your duties out, though he hoped that he'd be seeing you once he arrives back into his shared room with yours. You had him move in, after months of relationship with him, enough to be considered as close to let him stay as your beloved companion in the same living space.
โฅ๏ธ "Master, are you inside?" Kondo spoke aloud in a gentle tone, his long hair trailing behind him, as he announced his arrival with question of your whereabouts. He steps inside, with careful strides. The same smile remained on his face, as he stepped closer to the corner from where you were hidden.
โฅ๏ธ Little by Little, when you felt his presence draw closer, reaching the corner, you jumped out, with a cute imitation of a ghostly shriek which did make Kondo stumble backwards slightly with a low gasp, faltering in his steps momentarily before recovering himself in a split second as per his training, and took a better look at your figure. He blinked, until a chuckle slipped past his lips in great amusement.
โฅ๏ธ "Masterโ or should I refer to you now... My dearest, you certainly do look adorable in your gab. Ah, but of course, give yourself credit for successfully making me falter in my steps." Kondo remarks, a smile plastered over his lips, watching as you make your victory pose. He recalled back to another servant whom he had conversed with, earlier, on the topic of Halloween out of Kondo's great curiosity into learning about the present holiday spirits. You always manage to find a way to reach his heart with such gleeful motions. There's the concept of trick or treat, whom he found the most attractive when he had heard of it. Perhaps, it won't be so bad to apply what he's learned now.
โฅ๏ธ Hearing you giggle beneath that cover of yours prompted the Shinsengumi Commander to lean down, nimbly move his hands over to the fabric, tugged it upwards and an easeful motion, he lets it flutter upwards, towering above the two of you like a thin sheet of cloud. As your eyes dart upwards, observing the cloud, Kondo leans in as if he were a caretaker of this particular sunflower right in front of him, pulled in by the beams of sunshine, in a blurry slow-mode motion, he leans in and gives you a kiss on the lips, his hand cupping your cheeks as if nuzzling at the soft petals of a flower all the while the white blanket fluttered towards the side, falling with grace with a thud, but not before momentarily giving the imagery of two lovers sharing a kiss behind a book in a library of memories.
๊จ๏ธ "๐ด๐ ๐ณ๐๐๐ โ ๐ต๐, ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐. ๐ป๐๐๐๐'๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ช๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฉ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ . ๐ฉ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ผ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐. ๐ช๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ช๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฉ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐. ๐ป๐๐๐... ๐ญ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฏ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐, ๐๐๐... ๐ฏ๐๐๐, ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐...๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐? ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ฉ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐... ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐, ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐."
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