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

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[reverso]

[Verso finds himself glad to have explained his reasoning behind the name, for he’s soon rewarded with an expression he’s not certain he’s ever seen from Messmer. It’s faint, but poignant, and underlined by how the demigod lowers himself to meet his gaze. His heart squeezes pleasantly at the sight of it.

His serpents reach out; so does Messmer. And Verso moves only on instinct, stepping even closer to minimize the space between them, as though he were magnetized and seeking contact. To prove, perhaps, that he is drawn to him not unlike a moth to the flame. His flame, after all.

He, too, reaches out, cupping the side of his face with one hand.]

Ma flamme… You’re already more of a guiding light than you know.

[Someone for Verso to anchor a purpose to. Someone who has given him hope to wish for a better life… for both of them. This uncertain future they share is a swirling, darkened storm, but with Messmer, he truly sees a faint path illuminated before them.

No more words for now, though. Verso leans in, seeking to kiss him, just because he can.]

(in my brain) wow the embrace of messmer's flame real

[anathemaw]

[ and Messmer doesn't pull away. Maybe they're in public - for all he knows, one of his knights might even be sitting in that carriage to drive him back - but, for once, he decides to be selfish, too, indulging this fledgling emotion over his pride and guilt. How quickly things can change. His despair hasn't disappeared; the betrayal still stings, and he doubts that anything can heal that pain; yet, after an eternity of suffering, he's found the will to move forward here, in this small, broken man from a land far beyond the sea of stars.

When Messmer returns the kiss, the hesitation that always dogs his responses to Verso's affection is just a little bit lessened, the moment stretched just a little bit longer. And when their lips art, Messmer doesn't glance away - not exactly, at least. The hand at Verso's side winds to his back, quietly pulling him in closer for a one-armed embrace, burying his face in Verso's hair and the crook of his neck. The winged serpents loop around him gently, too, holding him not like prey but like a supportive branch, their coils draping around his waist. ]

why couldnt i have gotten this in the game instead

[reverso]

[In public, even if they are glanced at by others, it doesn't matter. It is one of those moments that writers try to ply with words, that painters chase in hopes of capturing it. The sort that stills time itself to a stop, where nothing else matters than the person he's sharing it with.

Their lips may part, but Verso remains in the demigod's embrace, cradled in his warmth. He holds him close, too, breathing out a contented exhale. The future looms brightly, a contorted path that they both must follow, uncertainty sure to dog their steps... But right now, he cannot feel anything more than affection and gratitude towards Messmer.

He makes sure to say it, too, though not nearly as elegantly as he'd like.]

Thank you... for everything. For all of it.

[For hope, for a future, for companionship, for a new purpose, for opening up to him, for looking at his own sins and not turning him away for it. For making him feel this way.]