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[ @feathrflaunt ]
            
            * diana let out a quiet laugh, one hand slipping up to comb gently through his wild blond hair as he practically threw himself to her. his relentless purring and clinginess earned nothing more than an amused smile from her, her thumb brushing across his cheek before she leaned down to press a lingering kiss against his forehead.
            
            ‘ you're making this incredibly difficult,’ she murmured, her voice warm with fondness. ‘if I stay any longer, i really won't leave.’  she settled against him for another moment despite herself, savoring the comfort of his embrace before letting out a reluctant sigh. her fingers traced idle circles along his bare back, unwilling to pull away just yet. ‘ i'll miss you more but i'll come back as soon as i can.’

* the pavari refused to make it easy. he sprawled himself over her, seeming to be only about half awake. he'd taken the day off solely to be with her for a bit. * i'm going to miss you, * he muses, pressing sleepy little kisses to her lips and jaw before laying back down and snuggling her relentlessly. the purring was rather intense as well; he was truly content right now. * i wish you could stay here for a bit longer.

[ @feathrflaunt ] 
            
            * diana hummed as she pressed a kiss to his cheek and little sleepy pout, taking a few moments to lie still and relish the warmth of him. 
                 They'd spent all morning doing nothing more than lazing around. A sweet moment that they didn't really get often and it was a nice change of pace to be in each other's arms but come noon, diana had to get up --- she'd been making a name for herself in the modeling industry and as the newest face of dior, she had custom fittings she needed to attend for the upcoming fashion week she was to participate in. 
               the young goddess turned her head and gave her boyfriend a gentle kiss on his nose, playfully nipping at it before whispering, 'i'd love nothing more than to stay with you but you know, work calls, sadly.'

her extended hand was stared at blankly . what was she doing ? . . he awkwardly held his own gloved hand out , not reaching for hers , just copying the gesture . " . . diana . . that . . that is a nice . . nice sounding name . . "

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            * diana remained quiet as she watched him wrestle with the question, noticing the way his shoulders sagged beneath a weight she couldn't quite see but noticed nonetheless. it wasn't the hesitation itself that caught her attention but  how uncertain he seemed over something as simple as his own name.
            when he finally spoke, her expression softened.
               ‘rockwell," she repeated carefully, a small, reassuring smile tugged at her lips as she met his gaze. ‘it's nice to meet you.’
                she offered her hand without hesitation, the gesture simple but sincere. whether it was the name he'd always carried or one he'd chosen in that very moment didn't matter to her. it was his now, and that was enough. ‘i'm diana.’

a long moment of silence followed the question , shoulders drooping as he seemed to think . it shouldn't have been such a difficult question - everyone knows their name . . right ? 
            " . . its . . i'll . . be called . . rockwell . . " the man finally murmured , head bobbing with a small nod , as if reassuring himself of the choice . he'd seen the name long ago - and it clearly stayed with him . 

[ A low chuckle hummed in his throat as he stood his ground, dark messy hair falling effortlessly over his forehead. She was dead wrong if she thought fangs were hiding behind his teeth right now; he had total control over when to reveal them. Resting his weight against the bar, sleeves rolled up to reveal the dark ink crawling halfway up his left forearm, the tip of his tongue poked lazily into his cheek. Then his lips twitched, a slow smirk cutting a deep dimple into his cheek while the silver piercings in his right eyebrow and ears glinted under the dark lounge and moody lights. ]
            
            " Manners are for guests, / darling / ( ... ) not for someone who walks into my lounge looking for trouble. " [ Jasper murmured, leaning in close enough to invade her space, his gaze dropping to her lips before snapping back to her eyes. ] " You want to see where my control breaks ? Careful. Tempting a monster is easy, but surviving what happens when he stops holding back is the hard part. "
            
            /      changed a bit  , i didn't like the previous one so    :')

[ @crimsonhour ]
            
            *  diana's smile only widened, slow and infuriatingly amused at his snide irritated jab.  "oh, darling..." she purred, tilting her head as though she were the one studying  /him/. "if i were trying to become someone's dinner, i'd have picked someone with better manners." she leaned closer onto the bar instead of away, close enough to make the air between them feel slightly charged. "and as for testing your control?" a soft laugh escaped her. "where's the fun in not finding out where it breaks?"
            her eyes glittered with mischief, utterly unconcerned by the fangs she knew were waiting beneath his smile.
            "so tell me..." she murmured. "are you going to prove you're stronger than your hunger or am i about to discover that monsters are just as easy to tempt as mortals?"

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                       “  mhm.  ”   it  was  enough  to  convey  his  disbelief,  but  really  he  should’ve  been  grateful  that  she  finally  returned  from  wherever  she  was.  he  would’ve  realized  this  later,  at  night  when  he’s  in  bed  earlier  than  usual,  eyes  glued  to  the  ceiling  but  emotionally  exhausted;  but  at  the  moment,  his  irritation,  the  fire  inside  him  that  was  calmly  stoked  by  the  normal  pacing  of  daily  life,  rose  up  as  if  a  crispy  big  log  was  thrown  in.
            
            “  so  really  you’re  just  here  as  something  to  check  off  your  list  when  in  the  area.  got  it.  ”   his  voice,  normally  with  charming  fluidity  and  deep,  dramatic  gravity  had  a  tinge  of  childlike  stubborn  irritation.  as  if  he  stomped  his  foot  down  decisively  and  crossed  his  arms  on  his  chest  for  that  stupid  last  cookie  that  was  already  gone.   “  will  this  be  a  short  or  long-winded  apology?  ”   with  the  toughness  he  emphasized  like  rumbling  dark  clouds  over  the  expanse  of  the  sky,  calcifer  knew  how  to  make  himself  look  bratty  —  his  eyes  preferred  to  watch  his  pointer  finger  repeatedly  prodding  the  bright  red  and  white  spotted  cap  of  the  mushroom  sitting  on  his  desk.
            
            { meanwhile  i  embraced  grumpy  &  bratty  calcifer.  he’s  like  that  bc  he  missed  diana  too  much  that  he  felt  like  an  abandoned  puppy }

/ cal has her nervous, oml she missed him so much --- I did too!!

@tinkerfire *   gods, had he always been this handsome? diana's gaze lingered on his face for a beat before softly drifting her attention to the small shop and it's minimal yet cozy decor. 
            
            the question lingered in the air, in thr silence and diana was careful to compose her thoughts on what to say. Why did she come here? It'd been long enough to have left things well alone, but she found herself thinking of him, and before she knew it she had found herself walking to him --- as if a tethered little string pulled her to show her the way to him and gods know, it must've been the fate's, little bitches. 
            
            diana softly nodded rocking herself on the heels of her boots like a nervous child. it was so....unlike her. the cocky bravado and smugness of the goddess seemed to have left the very window the moemnt she locked eyes with cal. 
            ' i was in the neighborhood and–', oh fucks sake, get it together, she thought to herself. 'i'd like to talk....the way we-  /i/ left things...i wanted to apologize.'

[@feathrflaunt ]
                   [ she leaned into the embrace, head resting on his chest — a serene smile on her face as she gazed and admired her gift in her hand.
             Cylde had personally picked each little trinket, handpicked it for /her/ and the attention to detail in which use — like collecting the gems in her favorite color; jade green, or collecting specific rocks found by the lake's edge — it made her feel /seen/. ]
               “ i wonder what i did in my life to be blessed with having you in it, truly, i can't thank you enough, cy.”

( it was perhaps the greatest reaction he could have gotten. rarely would somebody truly understand what this gesture meant. to an average human, this may have looked like useless junk, pointless trinkets-- but in clyde's eyes they were anything but. he smiled, softly, bringing her into an embrace, ) i'm thrilled that you like them. i picked them just for you. 

[@feathrflaunt ]
                  “cylde..” [ she began but for the life of her she couldn't get the words out. Diana was left speechless at the array of little trinkets he had collected, and just for her too. she let him place the shiny objects in her cupped hands and she began to pick around, admiring the little gems and coins, trying on the little rings — she couldn't contain the pure joy on her face as she admired her gift and happy tears began to well up] “ i don't know what to say, this is beautiful, i've never gotten a gift as meaningful as this before, thank you, my beloved.”

[@feathrflaunt ]
                  
                 [ diana gazed at their hands, hers fitting into his perfectly and she gave it a tender squeeze, blue grey eyes gazing up into baby blue, a shade of blue she'd come to know and love.]    “keep saying such sweet words and i'm bound to never want to leave this shop, this home.”    [ she whispered, a smile on her lips, the action causing her two dimples to grace her rosy cheeks]

putting up with you? ( to know she felt that way about herself, as something to put up with, made him frown softly. he looked over at her, wishing he could truly show her how much she meant to him. he reaches over, gently grabbing her hand, rubbing his thumb over it softly, ) every moment i spend with you is a treat, diana. never think otherwise. 

[@feathrflaunt ]
                     “ you deserve to be spoiled, cy” [she chuckled, and her words rang true. cylde had been there for her since the beginning — when she had nowhere to go, or when the world was heavy and cruel, he extended kindness to her without reserves and she'd forever be grateful for him, she'd forever care for her pretty bird because cylde thatch deserved love and everything good that life had to offer and she'd make sure of it. ] 
                       “ no need to thank me, if anything i should be thanking you, for putting up with me and all."

✘┆what have you been up to love?

✘┆nothing really , just floating around like usual .. 

✘┆hihihi , I'm gooddd !! How about you lovie? I've missed you :(