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𝘐𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘪𝘵
𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘪𝘵
𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦
Flertom 🌻 retweeted
oh, what a blessing it is to exist in the same lifetime as you, the same breath as the universe. in the vastness of time ﹠ space i was graced with the possibility of you. oh, what a beautiful thing.
Flertom 🌻 retweeted
i would do anything you want me to. i would do anything for you. i would do anything, i would do anything. whatever you want me to do, i will do.
Flertom simply nods, handing over her lute fully without any form of hesitation. She'd been swayed, knowing that his services were exactly what she was after.
In more than one way, of course.
"Mm... mind if I stay a while?"
Flertom 🌻 retweeted
i look for you everywhere; small gestures made by all kinds of people in the street remind me of you, by their similarity as much as by their differences.
Flertom 🌻 retweeted
⠀am i something you’re ashamed of .ᐣ is it such a dirty thing to be loved by someone like me .ᐣ
Flertom raises an eyebrow, treating Flynt's words as if they were the most serious words she's ever heard in her life.
She takes a breath. Pausing. Thinking.
"And will that, perchance, cost extra?"
Flertom 🌻 retweeted
if i could have done it all again, i would have loved you better. but i could not have loved you more.
Flertom 🌻 retweeted
i woke up wanting your lips on mine. i woke up wanting your arms around my waist. i woke up wanting our hands laced together. i woke up wanting to gaze in your eyes. i woke up wanting you.
"I'm sure," She starts with a simple purr, not before twirling a strand of her own hair in an attempt to look rather coy. "I'll have to probably replace the strings sooner rather than later, which in turn is a process and a half...and trust me, isn't a fun one," --
Replying to @FlyntTheSmith
>>sure it’s alright for me to be dumping my magic into this thing?”he asked as he traced the woodwork with…
[ 🎲15+9 Sleight of Hand ]
… a very nimble touch.
-- "I don't plan on pumping my own magic into the strings, truth be told. I feel as if it's more about the instrument itself, rather than the chords that are played. Then again, the only enchanted lute I've ever seen around belonged to my mother... and God forgive me--







