*wip game chanting* kleya mon part 2 kleya mon part 2 kleya mon part 2 👁️👄👁️
Mon’s penthouse is packed full of people Kleya doesn’t know. That would never usually be a problem - after all, her job involves her slipping in and out of unfamiliar places every day, being exactly who people need her to be to get what she wants.
Except here there’s someone who’s seen the grim, grimy truth of her that only war brings out and so putting on such a brazen act just feels embarrassing. She has to toe a fine line between assimilation and fraudulence, and the extent to which she’s playing cards with a hand Mon dealt her traps her breath in her lungs.
Then Mon sails in from the next room in a wave of alabaster chiffon and Kleya feels her blood set on fire. Suddenly she’s back in the old shop, holding together a careful mask of deferent nods and polite smiles whilst Mon smirks uninhibitedly at her.
It’s the same smirk gracing her face as she catches Kleya’s eyes and saunters over to her. “Kleya! How good to see you.”
Kleya swallows, resolutely keeping her gaze up from Mon’s sinfully low neckline, and holds it together only with the help of years of training in subterfuge.
“Thank you for the invite.”
“I’m surprised you came. I didn’t think this would be quite your crowd,” Mon says, an unmistakably mischievous twinkle in her eye.
“Well, I couldn’t miss a last chance to enjoy the New Republic’s finest before they head off to Chandrila,” Kleya says smoothly back.
Mon’s gaze falters just slightly, a shade of fear and desire flashing through her eyes. Kleya’s lips quirk.
“Well then I can hardly leave you standing here all alone, can I?” Mon says charmingly, and then she’s offering a slim, elegant arm to Kleya and she’s faced with an onslaught of creamy skin that seems to go on forever.
Kleya dutifully slips an arm through hers and Mon pulls her close, her skin unbearably soft against Kleya’s and her perfume washing over her in an intoxicating wave.
“Come, I’ll introduce you.”
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Love So Pure is just... oh my god.
Daeshik and Yosef
Oh my god
I'm sorry Yohan and Jihyun but y'all don't hold a candle to them
Yosef has me fucking FIENDISH
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All of my feels!!! Spirit fighting so hard to get back to Lucky! I wish we could have seen her slowly nurse Spirit back to health because he was so scratched up and dirty. And especially wish we could've see that guy who caught and sold Spirit get what he deserves.
Spirit despite any complaints is quite literally still a wild horse, otherwise in the legal sense, Lucky wouldn't have had so much trouble fighting to get him back. In a sense, yeah Spirit is 'hers,' but he still runs free with his herd and does as he pleases. Above all, Lucky and Spirit share a very deep bond which is why they want to be with each other.
Idk. I don't feel like Lucky doesn't necessarily own him because Spirit still hates ropes, being tied up and cooped up. And he is still wild and aggressive towards anyone who tries to capture and ride him besides Lucky.
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soft and comfort, and warm like the sun
omg Guard Dog fact that’s tied to these doodles!!
Beowulf is probably one of the only people that gets to see Papyrus like this. I guess Papyrus trusts him to be this vulnerably emotional with, especially like this. Though he’s still private about what’s on his mind, maybe he’s afraid that he won’t make sense or Beowulf won’t understand, which isn’t true! He knows this for a fact! But you know…it’s not exactly the most easiest thing for him to just, let out…so, Beowulf is more than willing to be Papyrus’ shoulder to cry on. And Papyrus isn’t complaining!! Boy can he cry, doesn’t help that Beowulf just feels so comforting to hold, and be hugged by. This tends to go on for a solid 30 minutes or so, he just really doesn’t want to let go, afraid that maybe, he won’t get a chance like this again..I mean, shoot if Papyrus didn’t force himself to stop crying and let go, they both would’ve been in his room for hours.
The future royal guardsman have to be tough!!! He has to be tough, crying won’t do! It won’t get the job done! There’s nothing else you can do besides push forward! There’s always a bright side, a brighter future, try and try again! There’s no need to cry over your failures, or how people haven’t noticed how cool you are! They will sooner or later! But…it can be, a bit hard at times to hold himself up for so long. He’s gotten pretty good at hiding it though, you know, deflecting or projecting it onto others…but Beowulf somehow helped him just, let loose. Something Papyrus is very not accustomed to!! That’s more of his brother’s thing, “let loosing” was lazy talk!!! However, he honestly isn’t complaining that he gets to sit and hangout with someone like Beowulf. There’s just something about him that just makes him feel…wanted.
Uh yeah…they’re really good friends!!
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