I *want you to have me all to yourself, this time…͟ every last second, if you will have me.
[In truth, though it is odd to be stuck perpetually in his skin, the years passing 𖬺 he staying relatively unchanged…͟ the feeling Keyleth has is deeply shared.
It gives them
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to one another. a predictability within their inconsistency. ❫
i don't...want to tell you what i tell you every time: that there's so much i want to show you, even people i want you to meet this time around, actually. this time, maybe, could i have you all to myself .ᐣ
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more time, time that he had never foreseen them having before. The distance may be long…͟ but there is a comfort in knowing that he will come back to her, again 𖬺 again 𖬺 again, until he must ferry her soul, too, to his matron.
He caresses her cheek— feels how frigid
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https://t.co/HL6huJhvcp Since Im rewatching Vox Machina it actually feels SO good to be back, however my main that I stay on most of the time is still @HCVENSCENT
again…͟ nothing feels quite real in this moment, and all he can think is that if he speaks, it will end.
Still, he captures her hand and intertwines their fingers together, weary hazel eyes scanning over her— appraising her.]
You look…͟ beautiful.
[Of course he flinches slightly at the dig of teeth into his lip, but he seems entirely unbothered by it when she touches him. He still holds her, dreading what might happen was she to disappear as soon as his arms were back at his sides.
He is speechless, hearing her voice
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❪ responsive like never before, she feels that she is rewriting him within her reality as the kiss drags on, perhaps not even realising that she is now back on the ground, however. when she feels her soles touch said ground, she stumbles back a little, taking his lips
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away— even when he cannot hold them.
He finally sets her down on her feet again, but does not let her go. Instead, he only straightens up slightly to see her face, then tips her chin upward with a freed finger so that he can kiss her properly.]
[When the twirling ends Vax still holds her, his face against her shoulder, his arms never letting her go. Every single time that he sees her again when he must go, it is like staring into the sea of stars above…͟ everything beautiful in the world, even when they are far
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