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rosavelle2026-04-13 08:27 pm
wingstosee) wrote in rosavelle2026-04-13 08:27 pm
april catch-all, why not
Who: Venus (wingstosee) and anyone unfortunately enough to run across her this month
When: All throughout April
Where: Hydrangea barracks, all around Rosavelle, and - eventually - a mysterious new house???
What: Now that she has TWO partners and has "worked out" her problems with one of Rosavelle's most invasive species, she has time to just. Relax. And be gay and shmoopy.
Warnings: Depending by thread!
wingstosee) and anyone unfortunately enough to run across her this monthWhen: All throughout April
Where: Hydrangea barracks, all around Rosavelle, and - eventually - a mysterious new house???
What: Now that she has TWO partners and has "worked out" her problems with one of Rosavelle's most invasive species, she has time to just. Relax. And be gay and shmoopy.
Warnings: Depending by thread!
4/13; closed to simran
the laurel-bound are rescued. astarion is with her. nobody has to die, or be avenged, or even be hurt. (she doesn't quite count what happened with gold ship. that's not... the same. she just tries not to think about it.) simran is safe, and astarion is safe, and even when some days hurt more than others it's hard to let it hold her down when they're here with her.
but there's only so much room in the barracks for three people, even with the rooms as private as they are. so it's on a lazy afternoon, with the curtains half-drawn and venus and simran tangled up in her bed, that she finally says- ]
...hey. Um. Simran? [ there's a hesitation to her voice. never a good sign. ] Are you... Is it okay if I ask something kind of weird?
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And Venus seems more at ease, and Astarion is good to her in ways Simran cannot be. And for her own part it's nice to be dating Emerald for real.
This is why she's been looking at Venus with nothing but unabashed fondness since the Faire, why the fire in her eyes and in her veins is easier to hear and see than it's ever been, why every toss of her hair seems to scatter rainbow mist into the air around them. It's also why— ]
Of course, Venus. I love it when you're weird, remember?
[ —she's been saying I love it when— a lot, lately. Maybe more than is wise, honestly, but...she wants Venus to know. And if Venus flinches, or freezes, or something, then she'll stop, and like it has been it'll just be for her. But for now, it's worth saying. ]
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maybe that's why she just laughs - dorky, high, the kind of laugh that gets her to cover her mouth out of mild embarrassment. ]
I mean. Yes? I know, I just- It was a serious question!! [ but she's still smiling as she props herself up on a wing, looks over simran with eyes unashamed. a devil, waiting to be born. or maybe she's been here all along? who can say. ] Okay. So. I want to- um, just to make it clear, you can absolutely say no at any time. Okay? And it won't make me upset, or frustrated, or reflect on you, or anything. I don't want you to feel... You know. Pressured.
[ venus. you haven't even vaguely hinted at what the thing is yet. ]
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But when she pulls back, her eyes are more excited than anything. There are enough possibilities for what this could be that she has no sense of which one it actually is. Is this some kind of date she's never thought of? Is this some form of unanticipated wing-based PDA? Is—okay, well, some part of her wonders if there's some kind of kink Venus has been sitting on. But it could be anything. ]
Let's hear it first! You look pretty cheerful, so it can't be that bad.
i lied. one more
[ simran's learned venus's weaknesses to a tee. like "being noticed" and "cute girls" and "getting kissed in spots that make her flail and have trouble with her words. ]
So. Um. I was taking a look at the money I had? And I think I have. A lot more than I expected. Between the stipend, and not really buying anything for myself, and not having to buy food unless I want to take someone out, except half the time they pay anyway, so it's-
[ RIGHT. FOCUS. ]
Anyway if I bought a house would you want to come with??
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2/2
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has she said too much?
does she know?
what if this was a mistake? ]
I... yeah, we were looking at places? Me and Astarion. It's, um, the district in the- I guess it's the middle? I'd need to look-
[ but her wings flutter, draw in, tense, and she finally manages to force out- ]
-you're okay if it's all three of us?
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[ And here, for a moment, Simran's face grows earnest. ] Plus I remember how he helped you become the devil. And I just—I like you so much, Venus, so seeing you—[ love, she'd say, except that Venus objected last time ]—care about him just feels like being special enough to see something most people won't.
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[ with that fear gone, any distance between them finally evaporates. venus leans back in, and kisses simran on the cheek again- ]
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I... I told him, when we were looking. I didn't feel comfortable doing it without either of you. It felt- I don't know. Wrong. Like- [ a small breath. ] Like picking the one who has to sit out, again. Choosing the one God will punish.
[ for a moment, her voice drifts; there's a glint of light in the corner of simran's eye, far past where venus could have reached. and then she shakes her head, and smiles, and everything is alright again. ]
But we don't have to do that, here. Right? Never again.
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—but she closes her eyes, and lets the affection pass through her. When Venus is ready, she reminds herself. When she's ready. ]
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[ for a moment, she falls silent - pressing little kisses against simran's skin, one hand holding hers and one hand reaching up to stroke her hair and another wing curling over her and another stretching to see her face, the way venus's light illuminates her smile. and after a moment, quietly- shyly- she manages: ]
...love you.
[ it's not formal. it's not- big, or romantic, or anything of the things she assumed you were supposed to do when you said it.
but it doesn't feel wrong, coming off her lips like this. ]
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It's not that much of a coincidence, really. Simran's been thinking it a lot, lately, and it was probably inevitable that one of the times that she'd thought it that Venus might be ready to hear it. But she tears up anyway, feels the lump in her throat, and yet somehow it bubbles out almost without conscious thought: ]
Iloveyoutoo!
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[ She tucks her head into Venus' shoulder, giggles quietly to herself. What a miracle. ] Love you so, so much, Venus. [ Tears slip from her eyes: joy, relief, affection. ] I'm...I'm so happy.