bluminescence (
bluminescence) wrote in
crescentview2023-02-02 09:22 am
a catchall through the end: fall and winter
WHO: Kaspar Blumlund + others
WHAT: some ota, some closed. auction date and effects prompts, whatever makes sense to put here
WHEN: throughout February-March
WHERE: varies
WARNINGS: mind the headers

autumn
plotting | event
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WHAT: some ota, some closed. auction date and effects prompts, whatever makes sense to put here
WHEN: throughout February-March
WHERE: varies
WARNINGS: mind the headers

autumn
plotting | event
bug eater farm ic inbox

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But he is. He relaxes, slightly, tension holding him back from breaking down and sinking into that hold completely; tension that is generated from the ugly voice in the back of his brain reminding him he doesn't deserve this.]
... I hardly understand why.
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[ Kaspar isn't shy about using his strength here to hold the other man against him. ]
...do you believe my affections so easily ended?
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My behavior has alienated me from everyone else in my life, I assumed it was only a matter of time.
[But then... he'd thought such of Gregson, but that photo he'd kept on his desk...]
... Part of me felt your affections were too good to be true, I think.
[Kaspar really has only the one minor flaw of being too softspoken, otherwise he's perfect??]
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... I do not know what I am doing.
But my feelings for you have, persisted.
[ Kaspar's grip tightens, fingers curling. ] Should they end, would we not still have... friendship?
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I-Yes of course, but... you...
[It's hard to really get out of sorts when Kaspar is holding him like this. He almost gets lost in it for a moment but then forces himself to gently push Kaspar away, just enough to look him in the eyes properly.]
But if that's the case, then... would it not still be possible for me to ask to take you on a date?
[It is clearly taking all of his wherewithal to say that plainly and not immediately look away from him.]
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Ask me again, after tonight.
[ He answers honestly, but goes on without looking away from him. Half lidded eyes, cloudy fondness in their light blue glow, are hard to read. ]
Neither of our bids were lightly made. No matter what you believe of my convictions.
[ That comment had hurt too, he doesn't try to hide it. ]