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you make me wanna make you fall in love by allurfavesaretrans
Fandoms: Jackpot Crash Course (RachelDrawsThis Video Game)
13 Apr 2025
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Rook presses her lips together, arms firm behind her back and gloved fingers interlocked. She stands, stiff as a board in the far side of the room, observant. Only its eyes move, a golden yellow that travels across the room with one specific subject in its headlights.
Cecilia travels through the room as if she walks on air. It’s aided by her feathered clothing, which follows her movements, angelic and ethereal. She’s speaking to the other contestants, at the moment, a tiny quirk at the sides of her lips that entices Rook like nothing else. There is something magnetic about her. Its fingers tighten until its nails can bite its palms, even though its gloves, as Rook forcibly tears her gaze away.
She is not Rook’s to observe. She is not Rook’s to rein in. She is free as a bird, flitting throughout the room, speaking to people like second nature. Rook is not blessed like that. She stands in the corner and waits for someone to approach, and hopes, more than anything, that heels will click and sparkling blue eyes will meet her own with intrigue.
(cecirook with a pinch of jealousy and a much larger pinch of descriptions of another womans hands)
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talk that talk, just one word by allurfavesaretrans for azulecove
Fandoms: Jackpot Crash Course (RachelDrawsThis Video Game)
25 Apr 2025
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Cobyn wipes down the table, looks around the collections of flowers and notes which ones need a little more water in their buckets, adjusts a few signs, and simply waits for something else to happen. A boring day at work is better than a terrible one, admittedly, but they would prefer a little excitement.
Their wish is quickly granted in the form of a broad shouldered shadow that comes into view of the window in a hurry, large strides taking it under the awning. No umbrella in sight. The man shifts, glancing inside with watery eyes, and Cobyn’s heart feels alight in only an instant.
(sandbyn with florist cobyn and men having talks through flowers)