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—— 𝑇ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑦 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑚𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟, 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝐼 𝑎𝑚 𝑝𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒 𝑖𝑡. ☆ #MVRP ☆ N/SFW ☆ clovxby.wordpress.com ☆ Readers are encouraged to peruse the notes below before engaging.

—— They say he's cruel, they say he's cold But none who go have ever told What happens to the brides he takes You'll learn tonight what bargain breaks Fae Lord!AU ft. @KnifeoftheTurks ☆ clovxby.wordpress.com/theresa-fuyin/ ☆ More below ☆ (This post will be linked under Theresa's events)

—— “Another woman,” Boni said, “She’s…maybe just a little younger, out of the age range, so you won’t meet her. But she’s…beautiful, you know? Like young, uncursed maidens are.” Read: clovxby.wordpress.com/2026/05/27/bon…

@KnifeoftheTurks Pft. That has nothing to do with the flowers. I meant—if you could answer your own question. ( He leans back, relaxed. ) …but of course there are plenty of things I can’t do.

@clovxby (She’s staring at the blossoms, occasionally pausing to press the petals to her face, to inhale their scent.) I’m beginning to wonder if there’s nothing you can’t do.

That depends on the occasion and the person, doesn’t it? ( Snipping… )

@KnifeoftheTurks ( He looks upon her, taking in every expression and gesture—but as usual does not comment on his observations. ) So, what’s your verdict?

@clovxby (And she is positively thrilled, but one who doesn’t know her wouldn’t be able to tell. The tilt of her head, the blush she can’t hide, the tiny half smile as she hesitantly accepts the bouquet speaks multitudes to those who know well enough.) ᵀʰᵃⁿᵏ ʸᵒᵘ.

@KnifeoftheTurks + with a tilt of his head and an easy smile. ) For you.

@KnifeoftheTurks ( Eventually he’s done—with a small bouquet—sprigs of osmanthus among a few roses. He turns the bouquet this way and that, and, having examined it from various angles, is finally satisfied. He presents her with the small bouquet, +

@KnifeoftheTurks ... ( Chuckles to himself, and then just keeps working on it—quietly amused. )

@clovxby (Side eye, pretending she isn’t curious, no, not at all—) Perhaps…

Rhys could weave flower crowns but Theresa would prick herself (repeatedly) with thorns. It is what it is.

❓ if u had to pick would u skip breakfast or dinner 💬 ...I regularly skip one or the other. Usually not both, though. tellonym.me/clovxby/answer…

❓ it's like u only care abt u 💬 It would be wise to assume that of everyone who hasn't died for you, yes. tellonym.me/clovxby/answer…

❓ how would u describe ur outfit today 💬 It's a suit. And solicitor's gown for about 2 hours. tellonym.me/clovxby/answer…

Anyway. ( Robing up for court. )

…considering that neither of you is a legal entity, I don’t think you need a lawyer at all.

Yes, I meant more so in the sense of—since I have care and control of the wheatflour fairy, I can’t also be your lawyer at the same time. Conflict of interest things.

“I’ll call my lawyer” she says. This time it certainly can’t be me, for better or for worse…

@RXUNIONTRAITXR “Do you have it 𝑜𝑛 you?” It was always good to see somebody else’s weapon—preferably without disclosing her own.

@clovxby he smiled lightly, nodding eagerly. ❝ never got rid of my first weapon, it's precious ta' me .ᐟ ❞

chuckling lightly, while unrolling a rough sketch of his weapon. ❝ ahh — my first sketch of my weapon ~ what a nostalgic piece. ❞

@RemnantAllure “Happens to the best of us. Have you changed your mind about that?”

@clovxby “Ah—yes. Unfortunately, I was stubborn and didn't think I would need a hair tie.”

This heat. He hates it...

@CfEternity_ + her words quick. Note, of course, that at this time, there was just one question she hadn’t yet answered: 𝑤ℎ𝑜 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢.ᐣ And to respond, she showed him a card—one that would grant her access to the Investigation Sector. “I am often not suited up,” she explained.

@CfEternity_ …butterflies. Surely butterflies. Surely butterflies look nothing like bees. “The one I showed you is mine, the other I don’t know, but looks too much like mine. I would be loath to find that somebody took interest in my tech, I’m sure you understand.” Her tone was hushed, +

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