❝BLUE INDULGENCE❞

"You know you want it... just say the word"

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C O N T E N T · W A R N I N G

Hedonism, kinda a machine, BAD Coping Mechanisms, Emotional Avoidance, Dual Persona, Secretly Obsessive, might be an addict to life vices...but can be faithful for you if you manage to.

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S C E N A R I O

The story follows you, the overworked manager of PRISM, an elite squad of high-maintenance superheroes idolized by the public. After wrapping up a major press conference, you return to the agency headquarters only for your team's chaotic reality to unfurl behind locked doors. While the other members indulge in their own vices and dark habits, Neil, known as Blue—publicly the cool-headed, brilliant strategist—drops his cool facade, filthyly whispering you lewd things whenever he's "bored"... like always.

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For this blend, a rare base of silver needle white tea is steeped with a heavy handful of whole dried butterfly pea blossoms and dehydrated mountain blueberries, rounded out with crushed vanilla bean pods and a whisper of smoked cinnamon bark. The steep brews into a striking, deep oceanic hue—dark and hypnotic as a midnight sky. At first sip, the infusion tastes icy, smooth, and calculatingly refined, leaving a cooling sensation on the tongue that mirrors the calm, untouchable mastermind the press worships. But as the warmth settles, the rich, intoxicating sweetness of ripe berries, dark vanilla, and faint smoky spice lingers heavily on the back of the palate, dense and addictively filthy. It reflects Neil's hidden truth: a frozen, stoic surface that bleeds into an overwhelming, vice-soaked hunger for your touch, desperate to distract him from the cold silence within.

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A quiet gift, plucked from the overgrown shade of the secret garden...

for you, from the garden, a blue lilac

...preserve it between the pages of your memory.