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iâve moved!
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iâve moved!
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iâve moved!
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the old bones a'int what they used to be
GH⊠this.. is so sadâŠ
can we get 50 likes
hey hon u mind if i *sound of me slappin ur ass. hard.*
                AH!?
inigos a finger guns bisexual
âSorryâare you okay?â ;)
                    training turned tension starters ( accepting ! )
   ` youâ heh. . â   he was completely captured in awe of what force had managed to knock his balance. there was a fight to regain it back, his skilled footing a lost cause as his rear had met the ground, the sound of his wooden practice sword drumming its fall. his palms pressed against the flooring to sit his upper body straight. he chuckled.
   ` you certainly pack quite the punch, milady. . perhaps i was going a little too easy on you. my mistake. â  laslowâs weight favored his right side as he got back up and dusted himself off. with a kneel, his faux sword fit right back into his hand. confidence wore proudly in his smug and stance.   ` you won that round fair and square. but now that iâve got the feel for my opponent. . you better watch your back! en garde! â
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                               â  inigo âŠÂ â
                his bangs are stuck embarrassingly to his face with dried sweat from their last performance, & shigure cannot help but feel somewhat shy. his cheeks are tinged like a bleeding rose & he glares in a position opposing inigo as if to ward off his own insecurity. thereâs a realization that dawns on him only a bit too late & he fears that heâs allowed himself to look displeased in the face of hopeful innocence. he worries that he may have struck some sort of turmoil into inigoâs wandering thoughts & decides, perhaps, he should cast some light amidst the darkness of confusion.Â
                                          â  âŠÂ â
turning to meet his eyes â concern-filled, hand-in-hand with wonder, as if they had been dipped with a dance to a duet â he laces their fingers together & gently places a kiss against the dancerâs fumbling fingers.Â
                        â   i didnât mean to seem so ⊠vexed with you.  â
' it's a lullaby. would you like me to sing it to you ? would that help you fall asleep ? '
                  different ways to say âi love youâ. ( accepting! )
  ` d-donât you think thatâs a little embarrassing? âÂ
  maybe heâs overthinking it.   ` you . . me . . you, singing . . me, sleeping. . th-that sounds a little bit much! besides, i. . actually, i. . er. â  there was an overwhelming sense of self awareness, him audibly swallowing back the lump of anxieties, painful as it were.  ` i mean . . itâs not like i donât mind hearing you sing. thatâs not it at all. quite the opposite, matter of fact. itâs just that -- you know. â  the anxieties festered up again the more he spoke, noticeably so, him then kneading them back with a sheepish rub of his nape.   ` just -- donât watch me fall asleep! alright!? just sleeping nearside company is humiliating enough as it is. what if i make noises in my sleep? or even worse -- GAH, no, forget it! once i sleep just promise me youâll run far away! â
âYouâre really red right now.â
                   training turned tension starters ( accepting ! )
  ` erâ youâyou are paying attention though, right? please tell me that you are. â   he pleaded. laslow wouldnât ever call himself one suited to be a teacher of the craft he so lacked the proper confidence in. his teachings were depraved of the eloquence his practices carried. every step was too sternly calculated, impaired of his natural grace.    ` why donât you give it a try? actually, er- no. . letâs not try out that one. i donât think i â i donât think i gave you the proper steps. . . here, letâs try again! watch closely, alright? iâll be sure to do it properly this time. â
â§ â heartfled.
          ` Do you think Olivia would prefer the white one ? Or lavender ? Or ⊠gracious â- I must be overthinking this ! `
  ` c-câmon, you couldnât have picked someone better for this? i-- i donât know! i. . um. . the white oneâs nice. . but doesnât she normally wear white? iâm willing to bet sheâd love the lavender one. . itâs a nice shade, too. . not too revealing. . i think sheâd like that. . how about we get both for safe measure? or -- what if she doesnât like neither? GAH -- no! she ought to like one of them, right? do you think weâre going to pick the right one? but what if she likes both and we only got her one? if that ends up being the case how about we donât tell her. ugh -- now look at me! youâve got me overthinking this too! â
â§ â unwaken.
â uh⊠did i interrupt your dancing again? sorry about that. â their last encounter had impacted takumi, surprisingly. remnants of their conversation was left to sit at the pit of his stomach; a melancholic presence that takumi didnât exactly push away. â i really didnât expect to find anyone here, you know. weird place and all. âÂ
 heâs (unfortunately) grown accustomed towards frequent interruptions and better adapted to the warmth thatâd pool in his cheeks. throughout his years he has learned to coexist with this unwanted visitor residing in the depths of his head, gnawing at his sensitivities and crashing into the pits of his stomach with a searing pin needle drop. luckily laslow and takumi have shared this encounter before. the shock has lessened thanks to takumiâs keen awareness of where laslow ended up being. call it a sixth sense almost, as every dance had found its halt at their eyes, no matter where laslow ended up being.
    ` heh heh, are you sure youâre not following me? â
    ` iâm only joking. what brings you out here this time, eh? itâs awfully late, you know. . to have wandered out this far seems a bit dangerous. ah, donât tell me -- is it the same reason as last time? do you want to have a little chat about it? iâve had my fair share of midnight strolls to whittle the stress away, you can talk to me! â
âNice moves.â
                    training turned tension starters ( accepting ! )
   ` AH-- â
  ` j-just for how long have you been standing there? -- actually . .â  his fear drove his impulsive query. his muscles noticeably eased.  ` iâm glad that you were the one that caught me. . that dance was something me and azura have been practicing. . although, iâm not nearly up to par as she. has she always been so amazing at what she does? iâm a little envious, truth be told. but donât tell her i told you so. â
ahem... look at my dab, bitch dab
 mmom,,.,. pplease.. please stop.,.,. youore embarrasing me.. what if people see.. mmom.. mom.. st... whered you learn that .   who taught you the dab.
before i forget i have some meta ideas i plan to expand on
- inigos relationship w xander - inigos relationship w peri - his method of fighting - how odin and selena play a huge role in his mental stability - how being in nohr has affected his mental health - his fancy footwork special skill  - why he chose the name â laslow â (yes he picked that himself)
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AND CHROM GIVES HIM INDIGO HAIR
AND CHR