week four | endgame

[marriagebroker]

After one last night at the estate, everyone is set to big farewell on Sunday morning or afternoon or evening, however long they want to linger until they say their goodbyes.

There will be transportation to send them out of the estate and back to wherever they came from! They will leave just the way they arrived, of course. Taken all the way back home to their respective worlds.

But before that! Everyone is given one smartphone which they will be told can communicate with everyone else, including Wei Wuxian. If they want to call or text or whatever they want. There's already a group chat set up where Wei Wuxian has posted:

Safe travels, friends!

And Wei Wuxian will also share that they are able to travel to each other's worlds. They just need to return to the estate and from the estate, they can leave back to someone else's world. The estate will function as a "hub" of sorts for these travels.

So, farewell, friends! Here's to your perfect match!

Boom Boom Room | Talking Heads | Honeymoon Suite
Love Meme | tl;cr Meme

Comments

[researcherstory]

[ Lovemaking scenes... So many flowers, peering over Yingying's shoulder. Tasteful and symbolic. She kind of wants a copy for the sheer beauty of it actually. ]

The implication is supposed to be draw of it, Yingying. Perfectly covert for you and your lover. I'm rather fond of the notion myself.

[embellwish]

Or maybe the author was just shy....~

[ It is very tasteful, she'll give it that. Though, she tends not to be swayed by such overtly classic romantic notions..... it's made better by the fact that she doesn't have the real thing with him to compare it to. ]

So, you like this kind of thing, Odile? I thought you wouldn't be interested in stories about lust and love...

[researcherstory]

[ Looking at the others... no, not shy... ]

When depicted a certain way, I do. I prefer non-fiction accounts -- diaries and hidden messages in poems included, though the latter is more a companion of mine's taste -- but the occasional fiction does catch my eye. Especially one so beautifully depicted.

[ It is!!! Very pretty. ]

I'm not a devourer of them in general, but I would be lying if I claimed I had no interest at all.

[embellwish]

Uh huh, I see...

[ She smiles, looking delighted. Delighted, and also like there's blood in the water. Then, she offers the doujin to her, open faced. It's a full page spread of the very same tasteful, flower-ridden lovemaking that's in the rest of this book. It's less spicy than it is ✨artistic✨, but still. ]

Then, shall I let you borrow this? Since you do have some interest.

[researcherstory]

[ Good gods.

Let her have that, thank you. They beautified his eyebags into eyeshadow... clever. Using the act of a flower unfurling is a cliche, but time-proven way to explore the pleasure of release, especially with the dewdrops that threaten to spill into the blossom itself... scandalous. ]

I would let you borrow my own, but I don't know how interested you are in family life styled stories.

[embellwish]

[ They took away his cutieful eyebags... where is her precious eeyore-kun!! Who is this bishie who replaced him!!! It's not nearly as sexy or fun, she could cry. ]

Hm? I want to see. [ Easily, while she lazily watches Odile flip through the pages. Yingying's seen everything there is to see about sex... it leaves her with quite the casual stare at flowers with droplets and twines of stems interlocking. ] I had a really big family outside my moms, you know. Everyone who lived on our street were my uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters. They all took me in and raised me.

[researcherstory]

[ Odile's clearly amused by the hidden ways of it, barely concealed as they are, and she folds it closed a moment to hand off her own doujin -- almost a coming of age story, if that age was middle. Poor Edamura has the rough of it with an "aunt" like Odile. ]

The neighborhood I grew up in was much the same, though the shopping district -- small as it was -- moreso. Everyone knew everyone else, and... while I was different enough that they had every right to treat me so, I was my father's daughter and they respected that. Most of them are passed now, but their gemstones hang as reminders outside the shops.

[ Family businesses, the lot of them. ]

I have no shortage of "cousins" for one to dote on, that's for certain.