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First Kiss:

Trekking through the Freljord is no easy feat for anyone, and this includes the Demacian diplomats, accompanied by Lux. They’re there to apologize to Ashe for their treatment of Freljordian refugees, but it only counts if they can make it. The fearsome winds and snowstorms have ruined the maps’ integrity, and the Demacians set up camp while they try to find their way.

That is until Braum, with his big heart and his big shield, finds them and rushes in to guide them the rest of the trip.

A kiss on the cheek isn’t enough to suffice as a “thank you” for Lux, but she still plants one just to show some of her gratuity.

A large basket of savory Demacian delicacies can be found sitting on his front porch a week later.

Second Kiss:

Luxanna still feels indebted to Braum, despite his refusal to accept any more gifts from her. She invites him to the Crownguard manor for dinner at his convenience, and how can he refuse?

He finds himself in the warmth and comfort of the Lady’s home, something he loves about his own. She offers him an assortment of food, and his cheery smile stands out from the rest of the room.

“Thank you for the kind invitation and the delicious dinner!” Braum says with genuine delight afterwards. “But I must be on my way.” 

She can’t help but feel her heart swell with admiration. The Lady wraps her arms around him in response and the gentle giant lifts her up with laughter. She presses her lips against his briefly, savoring his touch for just a moment longer.

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Attractiveness:

repulsive || hideous || ugly || not attractive || unappealing || not unattractive || meh || no preference || ok || mildly attractive || nice looking || cute || adorable || attractive || pleasant on the eyes || good looking || hot || sexy || beautiful || gorgeous || hot damn || would tap that || perfect || godlike || holy fuck there are no words

Personality:

grating || irritating || frustrating || boring || confusing at best || awkward || unreasonable || psychotic || disturbing || interesting || engaging || affectionate || aggressive || ambitious || anxious || artistic || bad tempered || bossy || charismatic || appealing || unappealing || creative || courageous || dependable || unreliable || unpredictable || predictable || devious || dim || extroverted || introverted ||  egotistical || gregarious || fabulous || impulsive || intelligent || sympathetic || talkative || up beat || peaceful || calming || badass || flexible

How likely they would have sex with them:

not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending || fuck no! || never || no way || not likely || not sure || indifferent || I’m asexual || maybe || probably || it depends || fairly likely || likely || yeah sure || yes || would tap that || hell yes || fuck yes! || wishing that could happen right now || as many times as possible || we are already having sex

Level of Friendship:

never in a million years || worst of enemies || enemies || rivals || indifferent || neutral || acquaintance || friendly toward each other || casual friends || friends || good friends || best friends || fuck buddies || bosom buddies || practically the same person || would die for them || true friends || my only friend ||

First impression of them:

I hate them so much || I don’t like them || I don’t trust them || they annoy me || they’re weird || I’m indifferent || meh || they seem alright || they’re growing on me || truce || I think I like them || I like them || I’m not sure if I trust them || I trust them || they’re cool || they’re genuine || I think we’re going to get along || I really like them || I think I’m in love || oh fuck they’re hot || I love them

Current impression of them:

I hate them so much || I don’t like them || I don’t trust them || they annoy me || they’re weird || I’m indifferent || meh || they seem alright || they’re growing on me || truce || I think I like them || I like them || I’m not sure if I trust them || I trust them || they’re cool || they’re genuine || I think we’re going to get along || I really like them || I think I’m in love || oh fuck they’re hot || I love them

How good of a kisser:

"Thank you." The big man shot her a smile before settling into the seat. "My name is Braum, it is a pleasure."

Seems like she’d zoned out again whilst scribbling things down in her ideal journal again. Isabel gave a smile and nodded as she scooted to make sure there was enough room on the bench for both.

Tryndamere growl unamused as he gave Bram a ligth gaze his groggy eyes where sing of his stupor and disconfort.

“Oh.. hey... fine fine.. just... I hate winter...”

I am dubbing Santa Braum as the undisputed Snowdown Lady Magnet.