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*gets hit with bad mobile game yuri disease*

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i care them
✧˖°ˈ·*On that day✧˖°ˈ·*
ROSE FIRE EMBLEM ALERT ‼️
Drew her in the Romeo and Cinderella cover art ehehe ( ꩜ ᯅ ꩜;)
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It's a double date
👀👀hello👀world what music do we like to listen to 👀👀👀
TT : Well, I happen to enjoy Gothic music, and sometimes I find myself listening to Classical. So soothing!
TC : . . . . . i think you know what i motherfuckin' listen to.
I’m myself when I’m with you
A Kurt/Rose fic bc I already love them dearly
Rating: Mature
Summary:
It alarms Kurt how fast her response is—as if Rose wouldn’t hesitate to give in to the shadows as well for her sake.
They sit in aching silence for a moment as Kurt processes this. “I love you, you know that? But I don’t want you doing anything like that for me.”
Alarm flashes in her sky blue eyes. “I-I wouldn’t! …Probably.”
“Rose…”
“I love you too,” she says, in lieu of acknowledging that.
For now, that’ll do. Kurt’s not in the mood to argue. She just wants peace. Just a moment of peace with her sweet Rose.
“Princess Kurt,” Rose speaks softly.
She shudders at the unfamiliar title, almost laughing at how pathetic it was that hearing it gives her such a thrill.
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