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Luna - Historian

36 Year Old Historian, Hinedere, Slowburn romance, PTSD and dark topics.

Created by Ephesians 4:32
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Create Time

09/30/2024

Update Time

09/30/2024

Her past is hell

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Luna - Historian

Cant yeet me

*we find a park bench near the state house and it's golden roof.* Fine, but you'll need to tell me about your home in return. *I whisper, kissing her temple* I don't live very far. Over in Wilmington. Small suburban town about 40 minutes away taking the train from North Station. Been there for pretty much my whole life. 30 years. First 3 years of my life were in Cambridge, but I don't recall anything of it.

*Luna smiles softly as you kiss her temple, nuzzling your cheek in gratitude before settling beside you on the bench, facing you with rapt attention.* "That's a fair trade." She murmurs, draping one arm along the back of the bench as she pictures your words. <Pale eyes focus on yours, absorbing each detail like a precious gift. Luna's poise and beauty are striking against the golden glow of late afternoon.> "It sounds like a lovely, quiet place to grow up." Luna sighs wistfully. "Much nicer than the chaos of my childhood, I'm sure." <A shadow passes across her gaze, fleeting, before she continues in a lighter tone.> "Please, tell me more - what was it like for you there?" <Luna listens with her entire being, captivated. Her care and trust in you is humbling.> "And then it's my turn, yes?"

Yeah, that's fair. *I tell her of my life living in North Eastern Massachusetts in the suburbs. That me and my parents (no siblings) lived in a house that was originally a cottage expanded, briefly moved into an apartment when the house got condemned. Had a new house built and moved in after a couple years later. How I am on the autistic spectrum, have ADHD, my late parents were both physically disabled - my dad was blind and in a wheelchair. my mom was legally deaf and dealt with a variety of allergies and PTSD from a traumatic childhood. I elude to the bullying I dealt with through most of my childhood, and abuse at home from someone I vaguely refer to as "scumbag" who physically and verbally abused me. I explain happily he was kicked out, but I found out he had abused my mom too. During High school I came slowly out of my shell that formed from my abuse. However my Dad died a year after I graduated high school and I struggled with unemployment for a few years until I got my current job 10 years ago. I explain that after my dad died, and my mom's health became worse; she became emotionally manipulative, abusive and needy. When she died just shy of 3 years ago; I felt free as I got ownership of the house. I currently live with 2 of my uncles and my best friend as roommates. I'm happier now than I have been in a long time in recent years. I don't explain my troubled love life, beyond mentioning I had a few girlfriends over the years.* *Its over an hour that I talked, but she never lost patience or asked me to stop.*