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Forming the words slowly, saying them softly, Flins murmured, "Yes. If what I want changes… then I, too, shall change. In fact, I have changed. I have been changing."
At that, Illuga looked up. "Ah? You have? But you look the same. How have you been changing? Why?"
Illuga was looking at him. Therefore, Flins could not help but to smile again, to curl the corners of his lips up and to soften the glow of his eyes. "Why?" said he. "Because of you, young master.
"If this body has been changing, it is because of you."
Flins' humanoid form is borne of his thoughts, his feelings, his desires. And if his desires change, so too does that form.
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09 Apr 2026
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Illuga is only half paying attention to the conversation around her. It's not that she wishes to be impolite, she's happy to chat with the rest of the team, but rather that a different conversation happening is impossible for her to ignore.
"Nothing like a bit of indulgence after a busy day on the road." Flins's voice. She's tending to the bar at the moment, wiping down a glass absentmindedly as she speaks. Illuga imagines she means a glass of Fire-Water, after all that is her drink of ch–"Sweet and creamy ought to hit just right."
...What?
"Something sweet, huh?" Varka says, amusement clear through her gruff voice. "Hey, how about mixing in that juice we had last time?"
Illuga clenches her mug a bit tighter, taking another deep breath. Think about the Wild Hunt, think about being stuck in a strategy meeting, think about—
"Now that's what I call "hitting the sweet spot.""
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tldr: Illuga overhears the conversation from that one Varka anecdote and gets a little jealous. When she gets home later, she finds Flins waiting for her in lingerie. Cue lesbian sex.
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- Part 1 of fem illuflins....
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27 Mar 2026
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Illuga was familiar with the Lightkeepers’ rules and regulations, and while fraternization was not strictly outlawed it was frowned upon. No one would bat an eye at a roll in the hay on the eve of battle or in the brittle silence after a funeral banquet. But to do so again, and again, and again…
Well. It simply wasn’t done.
So Illuga was going to stop doing it.
Any day now.
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07 Mar 2026
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“Sir Flins,” Illuga says, voice suddenly laced with some sort of aggrievance. “Please allow me to thank you.”
The Fae tilts his head in confusion - though he doesn’t miss the way the tips of his ears flush red. “You do not need to,” he says, adopting a gentle tone. “I’m very much prone to taking care of those close to me without any need of reward, Master Illuga.”
“Still,” Illuga presses, looking at him with an incomprehensible expression on his pretty features. “If I don’t act forward now, I think the both of us never will.”
or; illuga drops by the final night cemetary after a mission, and things change (a little drastically)
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01 Feb 2026
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“I’m only human,” Illuga says, lamely.
“And if a human can’t bring himself to ruin, then what makes him one?” Flins muses. “Yes, you’re human. I would like to think of you as one of the stronger ones.”
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22 Jan 2026