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historicals) wrote2025-02-08 03:58 pm
historicals) wrote2025-02-08 03:58 pm
pc catchall | turboheaven | yves
seems like their vibe
seems like their vibe
seems like their vibe
seems like their vibe
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...And... I suppose some form of inheritance?
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No more!
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So many reasons to love you
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Um. The library...?
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he has a piece of paper in his hand ]
Taair?
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he peeks over the top of the book - his emotions flutter a little, somewhere between nerves and friendly warmth. ]
Oh... you did come - hello, Yves.
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yves's vibes are amused more than anything, even though he really is just soooo adoring. what is it like to just feel the emotions of someone who loves you unconditionally ]
Hi. Are you ready for my impassioned argument, Taair?
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oh, no. he flusters a little at this - it turns to a laugh, and then a sigh as he shakes his head, unable to keep the smile tugging at his mouth fully put away. ] Well, I do enjoy a well structured argument...
[ with a little bit of resignation, it is clearly the fondest resignation in the world. ] I'll be asking for your sources.
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yves smiles at that though, nodding ] Primary source: Yves of Courrune. But I will cite specific instances if you'd like.
Reasons why Taair is so very easy to love and would have plenty to offer a prospective partner, going down a list in no particular order.
[ so boldly! but also with this utmost confidence, completely unwavering as he make his declarations ]
First reason: Taair is a kind and compassionate person. Even when cursed, you see, he'll do his very best to find reasons to be sweet to someone. I've never heard a rude word about a person uttered, even at your most frustrated. That's a feat to behold, you know? Instead, you only offer gentleness and empathy, an absolutely necessary aspect to have in any partner.
Second reason: Taair is dedicated and loyal. To your country, to your friends, to the people you meet—you endeavor to record their history so that they can be heard by someone, anyone. And that is meaningful. To know that no life is worthy of a footnote, but rather the same respect. You're so thoughtful in every time you record something for those we've lost, and that is worthwhile.
I could keep going in so much detail, of course, but if we're going for quantity as well...
Third reason: you're lovely, inside and out. Fourth: you're cute, especially around other birds. Fifth: you're a wonderful listener. Sixth: you blush so sweetly. Seventh: you're patient. Eight: you admire all the world around you and not a single day is ever boring at your side. Ninth: you have a naturally caring if fussy disposition.
And tenth: while I could continue to go on, I think it important to clarify—you are so easy to love exactly as you are, Taair. Even if new reasons arise everyday to grow even fonder of you.
With not a single one of those reasons being tied to what you were born into, but rather entirely about who you are.
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okay. well
listen!!! lISTEN this is extremely embarrassing, and there was actually nothing he could do to properly steel himself for it. taair starts to turn pink at the ears, and then at the cheeks, and then eventually from forehead down to his chin, straight down to the white collar of his shirt, and by the end of this he is hiding a little behind his book again, half slumped down in the chair.
he opens his mouth. closes it. flounders for a second.
and then eventually manages to squeak out a - ] Thorough indeed.
[ MY GOD. there might as well be steam coming out of his ears he needs a second. ]
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yves is of course so content with this, just propping up his chin on his hand as he watches taair absolutely disappear. he's so assured, and there's not a moment where the absolute adoration from him ceases. there's no doubt that every last one of these statements comes from a place of sincerity. how easily yves loves, but also how thoroughly.
he places a piece of paper down, and the ten things are written on it admittedly with not as much detail because he freestyled it aloud ]
And I recorded at least these first ten for your own files and recollection. [ :3c ]
But I can always keep going?
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[ radiant above. this is all very embarrassing, and his emotions clearly reflect that as he pulls the book slowly down away from his face and actually sets it down, but underneath that thick layer of catholic embarrassment is something very, very touched. he almost doesn't know what to do with himself, with all of this kindness, and with slightly fluttering hands, he sets one fingertip on the paper and pulls it closer to himself.
embarrassing. ]
...you are too kind, Yves. Truly. I - thank you. You honor me.
[ it's just - it's hard, sometimes. it's hard to be a person when you've never been one, no matter how bad you want to be. none of this changes the outlook of his fate, but it is such a heartening, strange feeling, to know how it is to be loved, to be cherished as taair. not as your highness. not as a chess piece, dangling marionette on a puppet string, pretty songbird in a cage, but as taair. for his good and bad pieces.
he swallows, hard, tucking a lock of his hair behind his ear. ]
...I apologize for being a little fussy. [ eventually, but he says it with a smile, a soft echo of fondness. ] But... I see what you're trying to say.