Gossip is good for the soul

[forgeabettertomorrow]

What's better than being in a loving relationship? That's right Talking about others! It's the

💖IC SHIPPING MEME!!💖

Here's how it works!

• 1: Comment with your character


• 2: ICly comment to others telling them who they ship your character with!


• 3: It doesn't have to make sense, maybe you'll make an accidental love connection!


• 4: Have fun!

Comments

[impostorsyndrome]

Sheesh . . . look, I know. You're not wrong, but I said it because you said it sounded anxiety-inducing! Whatever else you might say, you do deserve better than that.

[beaumains]

Maybe... But I feel like that's just something I'll have to deal with, regardless.

It comes with the territory of my last romantic relationship not having a proper "end" to begin with. It just... was all snatched away in the instance of my death...

[impostorsyndrome]

. . . At least you didn't take that feeling and run straight to destroying your own timeline with it.

[Ha. Ha ha. Oh man, what a shitty joke, and he knows it. Kadoc sighs and rubs a hand through his hair—then, tentatively, reaches out to her. He's not sure what exactly to do, but . . . contact, maybe?]

Sorry. "I can relate" would've been a better way of putting that. . . . It's hard to even talk about.

[beaumains]

[ She reaches out as well, taking his hand, the feeling almost instinctual, and as casual as saying "hello" by that point, despite everything. That was the ease she felt around him, the comfort just his presence and empathy brought her. It was no wonder she was getting the responses she did. ]

It's hard, but... we'll get there. We're both going to get better.

[impostorsyndrome]

[Ah . . . it really does touch something in him just to be believed in, despite everything. How incredibly easy of him, huh? But it's the way it is. It's no mystery why. He looks down at their hands, ears faintly pink-tinged.]

I guess if you're saying it, maybe I can buy it.

[beaumains]

The immutable faith of Gareth of Orkney is beyond contention.

[ Gareth giggled slightly, clenching her fingers with his. It was... definitely of note how she worded that. No mention of her title, not even of the word "knight" but just... her. Her faith. The thing that she could still be guided by, even after everything else. ]

[impostorsyndrome]

[Just her. Even if he's a little too shy to meet her eyes just now, he still smiles, watching the little flex of her fingers. His own curl back, just a quick squeeze. His face feels warm, but not entirely in the embarrassing way; some of it is just pleasant warmth.

Then:]

I swear I can feel the spirit of Galatine on the back of my neck right now.

[beaumains]

[ Gareth laughed, though there was an anxious edge to it. ]

Y-yeah... I'm really sorry about my brother.

He'll come around! Eventually!

... I hope, anyways.