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Nickys what I do in my free time :3

Bueno, hablando en serio sobre el tema de este AU queria hacer un comic, luego una historia de wattpad, pero la verdad me a costado elegir, a si que planeo hacer una cuenta segundaria y haré reeblogs, adelantos y publicaciones ahí, ya que planeo hacer una novela visual :3 pero necesitaria igual su apoyo para poder sacar este proyecto adelante, me ayudarían mucho dando like o comentando! si gustan dar una idea para ello hablenme desde esta cuenta (o en la otra que haré) muchas gracias por su atencion! c:

Well, being serious about the topic of this AU, I wanted to make a comic, then a wattpad story, but the truth is I had a hard time choosing, so I plan to make a secondary account and I will do reblogs, previews and posts there, since I plan make a visual novel :3 but I would still need your support to be able to move this project forward, you would help me a lot by liking or commenting! If you would like to give an idea for this, talk to me from this account (or the other one I will do) thank you very much for your attention! c:

       they've become a part of him;  akin to skin, to hair, to the parts that define who he is. maybe briar had grown to depend on them in some way. believed they rounded out his look, that they improved upon his visage. they did of course, but they also hid away the fact he could not see but the vaguest glimpses of color and shadow. it isn't that briar believes he's ugly, he's been told countless times that his face is lovely to look at. that he has a dazzling smile, that his charm is a gift more useful than anything else he's got to give. yes...  he has grown to depend on them for normalcy. hiding the single flaw he has that sticks out above the rest. it isn't a bad thing, he doesn't hate it anymore, and he's grown to live with it very easily.

the halovian blinks, taken by the comment. 

" i mean it makes it less... " words trailing away, as the other's hand comes to rest against his face, impossibly warm at the curve of his cheek. oh he feels a bit silly now, wearing them at a time like this.

when there is meant to be very little between them.

so of course, he allows them to be removed. allows him to look as much as he wants to. because-- his compliments are genuine. they are honest, and spoken from the heart. he doesn't even need to feel it to know; susa/noo has been nothing but good to him. intense in his affections, to ensure that briar knows them without any doubt. really... he cannot help flustering at his earnestness. the god's words weighty as they nestle in the very center of his chest.

" you always say things like that so seriously... " half lidded expression, tilted slightly as he leans just a little closer. " it makes me feel ridiculous- in a good way, promise. " then closes the distance as needed to press his lips to theirs. a soft kiss, to convey the way he feels. ridiculous, silly, wildly in love-

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