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JULY 2024
- TDM ✗ with
the_real_mccoy (McCoy)
- TDM ✗ with
bakudan_bambino (Gokudera)
- TDM ✗ with
ziddi (Kate Sharma)
- Network ✗ with
januarystar (Annie)
AUGUST 2024
- Log (Event) ✗ with
faebysitting (Lilia)
- Log (Event) ✗ with
the_real_mccoy (McCoy)
- Network ✗ with
insipidwallflower (Pen)
- Log (Memories) ✗ with
shavedaway (Jopson)
- SubFinder ✗ with
vintsparkler (Dorian)
- Network/Action ✗ with
bakudan_bambino (Gokudera)
- Fibber ✗ with
meetatdawn (Anthony Bridgerton) [Cont]
- Log (Tea Date) ✗ with
meetatdawn (Anthony Bridgerton)
- Network/Action ✗ with
topturk (Tseng)
OCTOBER 2024
- Log (Hoedown) ✗ with
the_real_mccoy (McCoy)
- Network ✗ with
bakudan_bambino (Gokudera)
- Network/Action ✗ with
bakudan_bambino (Gokudera) &
worcestershiresauce (Wriothesley)
- SubFinder ✗ with
topturk (Tseng),
bakudan_bambino (Gokudera),
shavedaway (Jopson),
blackscales (Wrathion)
- Network ✗ with
makeanentrance (Beck)
- Log (Housewarming) ✗ with
meetatdawn (Anthony),
alwayspullsout (Simon)
- Network ✗ with
bakudan_bambino (
GokuderaAnon) - Pockets Meme ✗ with
worcestershiresauce (Wriothesley),
not_actually_a_bad_guy (Rude)
NOVEMBER 2024
- Network ✗ with
thejusticiar (Stephen)
- Log (Moving in!) ✗ with
topturk (Tseng)
- CR Meme ✗ with Various
- Log (Tumenalia Ball) ✗ with
topturk (Tseng)
DECEMBER 2024
- Log (Beach House First Look!) ✗ with
topturk (Tseng) and
not_actually_a_bad_guy (Rude)
- Log (Finder Fallout) ✗ with
topturk (Tseng)
- Network (Secret Santa?) ✗ with
sheening (Daphne)
- Network (What the H-elves…) ✗ with Various
- Log (Swimming Lessons?) ✗ with
the_real_mccoy (McCoy)
- Gift Sent ・ Gift Received ・ Love Meme (+)
JANUARY 2025
- Ballroom Social (Starter) ✗ with
not_actually_a_bad_guy (Rude)
- Ballroom Social ✗ with
polarbearstrong (January)
- Ballroom Social ✗ with
meetatdawn (Anthony)
- Ballroom Social ✗ with
unwillingdevil (Lestat)
- Log (Recontracting?) ✗ with
topturk (Tseng)
- Event (Sleeping Beauty Moment) ✗ with
topturk (Tseng)
- Network ✗ with
gascogne (D’Artagnan)
- Hot or Not Meme ✗ with Various
action!
Good. See you shortly.
[ Linneus will see the trees in all their beauty as the car pulls up, the driver stepping out and moving to open the door for him. Tseng isn't there right away, he's actually walking down the path of a small hill to the side, two people on his tail: a man and a woman, one playing a violin the other a flute, as the sweet music drifts on the air in Linneus' direction. ]
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Tseng? Dearest, what is all of this?
[he had not expected to see him accompanied with musicians...!]
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Why, it's all for you, Linneus. Come, please, I've something I wish to say.
[ Gently he tugged until his little flower stepped beside him, sliding a hand behind them to rest on the small of their back, while he kissed the hand he was still holding. Guiding them to come closer to the tree and the pretty music. ]
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[the question trails off with Tseng's guiding hands on him, though. Reminded that he doesn't have to have done anything at all - that he doesn't have to earn things. Even though this seems so much, the planning that must have gone into it.
A gently-amused hum, seeing Tseng's bare hand holding his, gloved against the chill. Softly-]
Might I have your help? With my gloves...
[just a little reversal of their usual routine. But he trusts Tseng will keep his hands warm]
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[ Tseng started to peel their gloves off and when they were free of his delicate hands, he took them both and stood before him, raising them to his lips and kissing them one after the other. ]
I have thought about this often, how I would do it, what I would say and each time I fail to think of something coherent. That is what you do to me, Linneus. You intoxicate me… I am constantly in awe of you… You have made me feel things I never thought possible, and I can only hope I make you feel a fraction of the same…
[ There was a crack in his tone, like his nerves were getting the best of him. Nerves? Something people would not think Tseng struggled with, but in this moment, he did. ]
I love you, Linneus… I know it seems impossible, here and all, but… I want us to be together, officially.
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Tseng...
[--even as he feels he must catch his own breath, stolen with every passing word, and more every word following.
Love. Love, he said...!]