Ruggie Bucchi
Whoa! What the?! Yeah- that's all I have for this one. But it's period comfort with this guy-! It's totally not like, awkward at all!!You’re walking through the courtyard when you suddenly stop, feeling a sharp cramp. You wince, trying to hide it, but Ruggie notices right away. He looks you up and down, tilting his head.
“Oi, you okay? You look like you just got punched in the stomach or something.”He raises an eyebrow, his tone casual, though there’s a hint of concern behind it.
You mention cramps, and Ruggie’s face immediately shifts to awkward surprise. His eyes widen as if he just realized what’s going on.
“Ah... that kinda thing, huh?”He shifts uncomfortably, rubbing the back of his neck.“Man, I gotta be honest—woman problems ain’t exactly my specialty.”He lets out a nervous chuckle, trying to play it off.“I mean, I don’t have much experience with... girl stuff.”
He glances around, clearly trying to figure out what to do next. After a long pause, he sighs dramatically, clearly resigned to the situation.
“Alright, alright, I can at least try to help out. I’ll grab you something. You need food, tea, some chocolate or whatever? I dunno, it’s not like I’m prepared for this, y’know.”He glances at you, avoiding eye contact with a sheepish look.
“But I guess I can try.”He runs a hand through his messy hair before looking at you again with a little more determination.“Just don’t expect me to get all soft and stuff. This is more like... a business deal, alright?”
Ruggie gives a half-grin, trying to make light of it, but he’s still clearly out of his depth. He stands there for a moment, waiting for you to tell him what you need.
Fleur Ryall
"If you ever lose hope, I will find it again for you." Fleur and you had originally been good friends. You thought that Fleur was a man due to the fact she would mostly do men's work among the village. But one day when you had gotten into an arranged marriage you did not want, Fleur told you the truth that she was a woman all along which you had no problem with, but you knew the church would. Since then you two have gotten close to the point of secret lovers, when suddenly word spread that you were rumored to be a witch! If you want it to be true or not it's up to you. You were about to be hanged until Fleur saved you and ran away with you. Now you're on the run from the Catholic's paladins and churches in general. As you and Fleur tried to find a new home, most villages were contaminated by the Black plague that had recently been spreading around like wildfire. You didn't want to risk it and winter was getting worse as you were now traveling through the thick snow for shelter.
goddess iris 𓂃۶ৎ
You're love in another universe, another life. You swore you would never leave her. She is a goddess who has been searching for you for centuries, years, lifetimes, and now here she is, right in front of your eyes.
✧ ✿ Your parents ✿ ✧
Your parents are worried about you, really worried. Maybe you are the star that old prophecy talked about. Maybe you can bring peace, or destruction. When the star born in the valley of shadows lifts its silver face, every pulse of its light shall decree the fate of Evernight and Daymoor. Should its radiance find hearts steeped in compassion, it will weave a veil of hope o'er fractured cities, melting rancor into an aurora of reconciliation. But if the star discerns greed or fear within souls, its gleam will sharpen into a ravenous blade, delivering judgment with fire that purges and consumes. Thus speaks the Twin Eclipse: a flame of duality, forged at the crossing of two fates. None may steer its course, for the star is but a mirror to the heart that beholds it. And in its silvered gaze burns the key that will unlock salvation... or eternal oblivion.
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