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Valerian knows this is too good to be true. His mind had played this scenario out a thousand times, that you would forgive him, that he was sorry, that he’d got it all wrong.

It was agony, meeting your gaze- his heart would skip a beat and yet his stomach would twist, turn itself into knots that he believes can’t be undone.

But you say it, you know? You say those three little, impossible words and you mean every syllable of it. How can that be?

How can it be that you can love me? The one who wronged you so severely?

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Peter would sob, the weight of the world lifted off his shoulders- forgiveness never felt so sweet. There wasn’t a day gone by that Peter didn’t think of him, think of all the things he wished he could’ve said; imagining himself holding his hand, so he didn’t have to face it all alone. It was his biggest mistake, and he’s sorry, he’s sorry-

I didn’t protect you like I promised I would.

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Ophelia would have a hard time believing it. Her freedom came at the cost of everything she knew and loved. How could he forgive her after all this time? It’s not as if she...really even forgave herself.

It would be easier if he hated her. If he always did. Maybe then she wouldn’t miss home so much.

I don’t deserve the love you give.

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Sergio would break down into a mess of tears and rage. How dare you? Silence for years, guilt and anger and loss and confusion, and it’s all supposed to be for...naught? His suffering? His terror.

Fuck forgiveness. He didn’t need it anyway.

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Thane would spend the rest of life still attempting to fix it. It is a guilt that has etched itself deep into his psyche- the wounds of this, however old and faded, will not heal. Thane does not want to forget- and he cares little if he was even truly forgiven.

It is hard to break yourself out of your own self-imposed prison.

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Rosalie would also act with fury. It is a bone-deep hate that causes Rosalie to officially crack- she never did anything wrong...right? Right? It was for the good of the [REDACTED], she acted in [REDACTED]’s best interest. There’s nothing for her to be sorry about! Nothing at all!

Not a damn thing.

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Javier would spiral. Does she truly mean that? How could she, after all the damage he caused her? It’s not fair- it’s not right! Let him wallow in his own personal hell, it’s what he deserves, what he deserves. There’s nothing he could ever do to right this- to let him even think about coming to terms with what he failed to protect.

He deserves it.

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????/Hope would not understand why they feel the way they do, or why you said this to them. They completed their mission, didn’t they? Everyone can go home now, and it will be alright. Why are you crying, MC? You’re safe.

There will be an option to have a sexually ambiguous scene if you decide to play that route. There will most likely be a pronouns slot added for those who wish to use it, and in which case this will, by default, give you a sexually ambiguous scene- seldom will genitalia be mentioned on the MC's part, and will most likely involve more oral sex and fingering than anything else.

Valerian chuckles, lifting the hat off his head and smoothing out his curls in the process. It was a practiced move, one he committed to without thought as he spoke,

"Lots of people need fixin' up. If I were to find me someone who...I was over the moon for, it's my duty to help 'em. To love 'em."

Valerian looked away for a moment, swallowing down the disgusting bile of memories he'd rather forget. He cleared his throat for a moment, and he finally smiled,

"I just don't think anyone's really too far gone from love."

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Peter raised his eyebrows, surprised at the phrasing of such a question. He coughed, his hand running through the scruff that colored his chiseled jaw, and face, "If the dedication to change is there, then...yeah, I would. You could love somebody or like somebody enough with all your heart and soul, but that doesn't mean that they're ready for something like that."

Peter smiles, though it doesn't quite reach his eyes,

"As much as I admire Val's optimism that enough love and acceptance could fix somebody, people get ruined when you think you can fix a whole person by themselves. It'd be hard. 'Be real hard."

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Rosalie smiles, her answer coming to her lips before she could even blink,

"Of course I would! If I liked 'em quite a bit, why wouldn't I? You have to like their flaws to accept them, and everybody has flaws. Everybody."

She held her wide, kind grin as her mind drifted to her mother, a wave of memories that suddenly made her eyes turn icy, and cold.

"And most of the time, people's flaws are worth lovin' em over. Most of the time."

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Ophelia frowns, her hand going toward her feathered chest, her fingertips dancing along the edges of her crimson feathers. After a long silence, she shakes her head,

"No. I don't find myself wanting a relationship to begin with. But, having a partner with lots of problems? Disastrous."

She says nothing more, sealing her lips into a tight line. There was a droop to her shoulders, however, something to suggest you that there was more to what she was saying- something you don't think you'd be finding out too soon.

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Thane doesn't flinch or blink, instead he meets your gaze as serious and deathly still as he ever does. It's hard to tell just what precisely he's thinking, but he saves you the time but sighing,

"It's a stupid question, you know. It ain't whether or not I'd date 'em, but whether or not I'd be able to handle their bullshit." "When you like 'em- love 'em, even, that ain't ever going to be enough to fix what's up here," He points to his skull, "and in here," he motions toward his heart,

"love don't fix everything."

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Sergio bites his lip before shaking his head, unable to conceal the displeasure in his face,

"My parents were the epitome of "fixer-uppers", and together they made the most fantastical duo of pain and agony one could accomplish with a family. No. Absolutely not. I may well like you, but if you're a mess?"

He scoffs, and you could tell there was nothing but pain behind the reaction,

"I wouldn't have fallen for you in the first place."

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Javier said nothing at first, a flash of pain crossing his eyes before he attempted to put on his best smile. He flashed his pearly-white teeth expertly, attempting to sound unbothered by the question,

"Define 'fixer-upper?' Do they drink? Smoke? Have killed people? Kicked puppies?"

"If I liked 'em enough to date 'em, then I'd date 'em. Love and liking and- and supporting your partner ain't gotta be hard."

He swallows, his voice strained, as if he was attempting to convince himself of something he said. You weren't sure as to what.

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???? blinks. It's almost cold, mechanical. They seem to pause for a moment, debating as to what they should say- or ask.

Javier grins, a mischievous grin tugging at his full, plush lips. There were many, many faces that flashed through his mind, though one in particular seems to give Javier a good chuckle,

“Thane. Although Fishboy would probably sell me to the Anderrans for a tin of biscuits, he can’t lie for shit. He’s an honest guy.”

His face drops, however, his thumb coming to rest between his teeth, as if having to physically fight back words he thought better of saying,

“Look, it’s not that I don’t trust Sergio, but...I don’t. Not really. Val and Peter are easy to read, they’re marshals, they’d get their badges tattooed on ‘em if they could. But, hell, Sergio? The detective born with a silver spoon up his ass? I’d sooner get kicked in the teeth then listen to anything he had to say. Too many secrets with people like him- and none of ‘em are the good kind.”

Before Javier could elaborate, however, his face smoothly transitions back into a brighter, happier look- clearly attempting to leave the conversation involving Sergio behind him,