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I think I'm going to need some proof.

You just want to be in the same room as me. Gimme a reason. [ the way there's no more than five minutes between getting the letter and dropping one off lmfao ]

Ha! Says the chick who drew me bare-assed. If you want me to swing around on my hoop in lingerie again, just say so.

All the greats drew great beauties. But okay. I'm saying so. I want to see you swing on the hoop in lingerie again. I want to draw you properly.

Any special position request?

I think I'll need to see all the positions before I can make a decision.

Something like this?

[ and just to be a little cruel, she'll project herself in sharon's mind on that hoop, loitering along it as it idly rocks from side to side. ]

[ girl that'd be rude if sharon wasn't completely into it ]

Something exactly like that. What about something with your feet at the top of the hoop?

Okay. Give me a second.

[ because you know, she has to hop off the hoop, send the letter, then get back in position. but anyhow, another projection of jinx that's almost the same pose, but altering it. ]

Edited 2026-05-20 18:36 (UTC)

[ This is the silliest thing they've done, but somehow she finds she's enjoying it. It's a good distraction from the tension. The moment she gets the mental image, there's an immediate sense of awe and desire. Her girlfriend is so goddamn bendy. ]

We need to get a couple of digital cameras working. I want to take pictures of you.

You want to draw me and hang me on your walls? My fans back home got nothing on you.

If you saw yourself like I do, you'd want the same thing.

If I saw myself that way, then it would be curtains for you.

Edited 2026-05-23 18:11 (UTC)

Oh, I see how it is. You'd drop me for someone hotter, huh?

Breaking my heart here, Jinx. I'll never recover.

A spit shine will do the trick. But I don't think I can find anyone more beautiful as you.

[ Oh, the way that makes her smile. ]

Damn, you almost make me feel confident.

I mean it, moron. There's something about you that I don't think anyone else can top. No one here has my heart like you do, and I wouldn't want anyone else to have it anyway.

I love having you around, even when I'm pissed at you and want to rip you hair out of your skull. I know we just started, but...I hope we last.

[ She feels goofy with how wide she's grinning down at this piece of paper. ] Yeah, I might be a moron, but I'm the moron who's stolen your heart and ruined you for anyone else. I think that might make me a genius.

I feel the same way. I don't even want to imagine what would happen for all of this to end. I love you too much for that. Plus, I think Silco might kill me if we broke up.

Huh. Aren't we being cocky? I'll have to take care of that whenever our babysitter lets us out of our rooms so we can play.

Then let's make a deal right now. Whatever crap we go through, we work it out. Even if it means we gotta argue for weeks or months. We'll sit and talk until we find some common ground. ESPECIALLY if it's something Sleep cooked up and it's pinning us against each other.

You're not just my girlfriend. You're still my best friend and I don't want to lose anything that we have with each other. And definitely don't want to lose it over some wannabe goddess who doesn't know a thing or two about taking care of her people or ruling her city.

We got a deal, Rabbit?

Edited 2026-05-23 22:51 (UTC)

We got a deal, Bluebell. I'd like to think there's nothing she can possibly do to get between us, but... We both know how bad shit can get here, how quickly things can go sour in our own heads.

That's part of why we're writing these letters, right? To keep from letting One and Sleep's bullshit get between us. I don't want to risk us.

Now we've got some gross little love letters to look back on whenever we have to be apart.

Ugh, you say that again. These letters are so disgusting. I wanna to hurl, ha ha ha!

But geez, do I miss you.

Yeah, but you love it. I know I do. I always thought people in school were stupid when they got all gross dating someone, but now that I'm dating you... I like it. A lot.

I miss you, too. I just want to lay in bed, watch some movies with you, and make out.

Good. Glad you're having a blast so far. I'm enjoying this too, I guess I understand why my sis was all into her little girlfriend.

Woah! That's a hot suggestion. What's next? We should get in a tub to together?

Edited 2026-05-25 00:36 (UTC)

Love has a way to getting into people's heads. I mean, I'd do some crazy shit for you.

Yeah? I like the sound of that. Maybe we can go find a hot tub to get all cozy in. Add some candles, a little music, and we could even make it a sexy date.

Oh really? Would you be crazy enough to lick a gun for me? Unloaded, of course. Don't want your pretty brains splattered all over the walls. Only I can get to do that.

But ya know, I feel like you grinding against my machine gun would be a good sight. Or maybe we play around with paint. It'd be a real work of art if we could get your tits printed against the canvas. We can go with orange, your favorite color.

Edited 2026-05-25 23:47 (UTC)

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