#luenerim

[ hand ] a chivalrous kiss on the back of the partner's hand

"I didn't take you for such a charmer, Lune." Not that she didn't find the woman charming - she most definitely did - but it's the small gestures like these that Sophie hadn't accounted for. With a warm smile (and even warmer face), she grasped the hand that Lune used to hold her own, intent on keeping her from retreating far. Worth the risk of her of the other hearing the pounding of her heart against ribcage as long as she could keep her here a breath longer.

Send in ✏️ and I’ll use this (improved) incorrect quote generator featuring both our muses!

Lune: *makes Sophie a cup of tea but puts salt in it* Sophie: *sips tea* Lune: Sophie: *finishes tea* Lune: Didn't it taste bad? Sophie: Yeah, but I didn't want to hurt your feelings so I drank it all. Lune, tearing up: Oh, okay.

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Sophie: *running towards Lune with open arms* Lune: *moves out of the way* Sophie: Hey, why'd you move?! Lune: I thought you were going to attack me. Sophie: I was going to hug you! Lune: Why would you hug me? Sophie: WHY WOULD I ATTACK YOU!?

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Lune: I was going to suggest we do Marilyn Monroe and JFK roleplay, but I’d get way too into it. Sophie: What- how? Lune: You’d be like “come to bed … Mr. President” and I’d be like, “I need to increase the amount of American military advisors in South Vietnam by a factor of 18.”

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