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So while I'm staring at your ask and working on your ask, I thought I'd ask. What'd you think of Tox? :3 - @sopping-wet-cat-wizard
Heya swizard! I think he's a very interesting concept. My issue with him is that I'm not entirely sure what his role would be, considering that I've decided my previous post about Nick will be canon, which means he'll be working under Leo. His arc will start kind of midway through King Of Soph's freedom arc, and the main toxicity will be Leo beginning to manipulate Nick the same way he did with Sophist, except he creates this sort of alternate "fall from glory" idea versus Sophist's "stuck at rock bottom" struggle.
If anything, I might rewrite Tox to be an alternate manager of a different worker business that specializes in band concerts. This is gonna be more relevant to Vern, who I decided also does not get to be happy- /hj ; It will mainly play into Vern's relationship with Nick, which I'm going to elaborate along with both of their individual arcs, but just know that Vern will actually be happy while doing this, a stance that Nick does not share, and will drive them to conflict. (It doesn't help that even when they resolve their conflict, once Nick frees himself from Leo, Vern feels interpersonal conflict to continue performing, believing he will ruins Nick's reputation down by doing so)
(i was gonna write a drabble of this to explain it better, but I realized from writing out even just the first paragraph just how LONG it was gonna get and god knows i don't have the time to write that rn lol- EXPECT a reblog of a long ass drabble thats LITERALLY just the entire plot of nick and vern's relationship/conflict in TTOS-)
#ooooooooo nice name /gen#you're all good. you don't have to use him if you can't or don't want. I made him because I want him to throw Leo down a flight of stairs#you guys gave me HH brainrot and so Leo needed someone to take him down a peg like Alastor does to Vox lol /lh#maybe I make my own au for the four finally and just toss Tox in there for funsies /silly#I'm glad you were able to find a way to diversify the conflict and prevent Nick's issues from seeming like a repeat of Sophist's too /gen#and I've totally just realized this is an interesting au to be able to feature king of soph and tcvern3 at the same time#but you got stuff cooking and it smells good#the taste of sugar
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GUESS WHO FINALLY THOUGHT OF A NAME FOR MY AU GAMERS (`▽ ´)
ehehe.. "The Taste Of Sugar" or TTOS for short ٩(ˊᗜˋ)و
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For a long time, the only sweetness he had ever known was the honeyed taste of Leo's lips while filming. He would purposefully wear syrupy lipgloss, peppering his face and getting it stuck in his facial hair while they filmed. It left him with a disgusting sticky feeling that he scrubbed extra hard to get out, but it never fully went away. It was all one in the same, in the way he still felt his hands on his body, his voice in his ears. His kisses left a bitter taste on his tongue, like iron; deceivingly saccharine turned into vitriolic acidity. He couldn't wash it out if he tried; It's sickeningly, and yet, it's so sweet. It tastes of pure sugar.
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It's an order of coffee at the cafe Vern works at. He hasn't had one in a long time, so he unintentionally orders a really sweet drink. He cringes at its saccharine, but forces himself to finish it, face contorting as he swallows. When Brent asks why he would drink it despite disliking it, Eevee's silent for a second, before he goes:
"This is the first time I've ever felt this free."
The ability to make his own choices, in a place safe and normal. Not defiling, not full of film cameras and flashing lights; of smoke in the air and the haze of alcohol clogging up his nose. Just this ability, to buy a coffee. It's simple, quaint; But it's all he could ever ask for, something he'd previously thought impossible for him. But maybe, just maybe, the rest of his life could be this way. He's not entirely confident in this yet, but he will grow to be later; The overwhelming taste of sugar in his mouth marks the start of something different for him. For his life, his future, for a new beginning.
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He'd never thought he'd ever taste something quite as sweet as that coffee again; Its saccharine taste so overpowering, engraving itself into his mind and tastebuds. No, but he'd be proven wrong. Proven by a kiss, after world-altering breakaways from people they'd been connected to their whole lives. It was cloudy that day, the air over head cold and almost heavy, calling of a storm that was to roll in. He remembers that feeling, as they locked eyes. Running towards him from across the street, throwing himself into his arms. Feeling him embrace him just as quickly, as the sunlight bled through ash-grey clouds, gleaming brightly. They were different now; Their identities laid sown in pieces, strewn across the floor, but that didn't matter. And as they kissed, the clouds seemed to open way for the golden sun and it's warm radiance, dissipating the chill in the air. And it tasted of sugar.
#starry. starry this is gorgeous.#it's amazing to see story beats of 'where it all started' 'the moment something shifted' and 'the messy yet whole closure of it all'#king of soph#the taste of sugar
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You say
"come & dance with me"
But I'm a
bit too shy
so I just smile politely.
-Topline Addicts, “Dance With Me”
i’ve fully drawn brent and evie and now everyone’s gonna suffer the consequences.
GRAAAAGGGHHHHH this motherfucker is FINALLY done. and even after the ungodly amount of time it took to make this i’m still not fully happy with it but oh well *shrugs*
#vee. this is gorgeous. this is so lovely and they're so happy and I love their expressions#the amount of fondness in Brent's eyes is amazing#king of soph#rpf#liar's bar au
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Something quick I've whipped up based on a certain someone's au lol. I wrote this while dealing with a very bad bug, so sorry if there's some inconsistencies or errors. Fic under the cut. -🖋️
'Stupid. He was so stupid.
Of course King got engaged to someone, why wouldn't he? He was… perfect, in every sense of the word. Of course someone had snagged him up. Seeing that platinum band on his ring finger was like a knife to the chest. How could he not have seen it before? It was so obvious.
There was a rule everyone followed in the business: never fall for your clients. And yet here he was, the fool who believed that rules were meant to be broken now nursing a broken heart.
He looked at himself in the vanity mirror, staring at the discreet pendant with an emerald on it, shining green under the harsh lights. King gifted it to him as a symbol of their connection, some sort of promise. Or so he thought.
Yeah, he was fucking stupid.
He moved from the vanity and threw himself at the pleather couch. He could hear everyone moving, the sound of equipment being set and the staff whispering about his absence. He knew he was late, that the men he was going to be recorded with were important, but honestly? At that moment he really couldn't give a damn, his body feeling like a hollow husk.
"Where the fuck is he?! We're on a fucking schedule!" Leo's furious voice echoed through the corridors of the studio. Great, he was angry now. Fuck his life.
"We haven't seen him sir-" "And that's supposed to be my problem?! you idiots cannot even do your one job!" Leo's footsteps grew closer, the thunder of his anger rolling like a storm. Sophist knew he should steel himself for what was to come, but he just couldn't.
He heard the door of his dressing room bust open, the sound resounding like a gunshot through the room. Leo stormed in, his eyes full of fury that calmed a bit after seeing the state of his star. His anger subduing to mere frustration, and he let out a loud sigh before sitting in one of the armrest of the couch, his weight sinking into the cheap material. He knew about Sophist's mental state, it's what helped him recruiting Sophist into the business after all, but it also made his favorite boy unreliable.
"What is it now? You know you're late, right?" Leo's tone had softened, but the underlying threat remained palpable. Sophist uncurled and sat up, his eyes stared emptily at the door. "I… I know. Sorry, just… Not feeling well."
"You were perfectly well yesterday when you left off with King," Leo said, his eyes narrowing as he scrutinized Sophist, and then noticed something that either his star didn't have before or had been hiding from him. The emerald pendant.
"Is that what this is about?" Leo's voice took on a new tone, one that was less threatening and... hard to describe. "You fell for him?" A lone tear fell from Sophist's green eyes as he looked away. "I didn't mean to," he whispered, feeling a knot form in his throat. "I know the rules."
Leo took Sophist's chin on his hand and used the other to wipe the tears from his face, his expression a mix of pity and exasperation. "Always being a rebel, you… there's a reason why that rule exists," he then grabbed the dangling emerald.
"Oh Eevee, people like you will never be loved by people like him. That's the harsh reality." And with a sharp, hard tug, he broke the fine silver thread tying the jewel to the necklace, snapping it into two. "But me? Your work? That's a different story. You can always count on that, my star." The hand on Sophist's chin brought his face back to meet Leo's lips for a quick peck, declaring ownership on his boy.
"Now get your ass ready. I want you in the set in five, or you're going to regret it," Leo said, his tone a warning as he let go of Sophist's bearded chin and turned away. The door slammed shut behind him, leaving Sophist alone with his buzzing thoughts. He stared at the pendant, now broken and laying haphazardly on the couch and felt his chest constrict and the heartache coming back.
No matter, he had a shoot to do. He shook his head to clear his thoughts and pocketed the broken jewelry on his robe, feeling the emerald burn a hole through his palm.
They wanted a show? Oh boy, they were going to get one.'
(@starry-sophrosyne now I'm the one with au rot lmao.)
#holy wowzers that was a good read#and I always love the analysis that follows a good read#a 'sophist' was a teacher in ancient Greece#and 'Leonidas' is Greek for lion#or it's something related to a lion anyways#I was trying to think of something clever but honestly I'm calling them leevee for now and leaving it at that#or should I say leev-ing it at that? :3#boy I can't wait for sophist to leev that industry >:3#I'm coming back to this I swear#sugar au#the swizard rambles#but for now we're just gonna drop 'leonaster' as a combination of 'leo' and 'star' in Greek#plus Leo is a nasty man. very gross.#leonaster
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i think all of pc living together would do weird things to their dynamics <- not like collateral damage thats too good for reality. but to start even though i dont ship king of soph i think if they were together for too long they would form a really weird and intense intimate bond it would just end like a bad sapphic teenage break up and i mean completely on eevee's end while brent was oblivious to any and all homoerotic feelings until 1) eevee tells him to his face 2) a long time passes and one day he just Realizes. i dont want to write this but i stalled like an old pickup truck analyzing the four of them after thinking of this so if a kos shipper wants to steal it and turn it into months of agony via 50k+ words on ao3 please do
#honestly if they didn't end up doomed yaoi they would've ended up oblivious yaoi#I think this captures both of them perfectly though#it's almost like a 'enemies to lovers but only one side actually thinks they're enemies'#'friends to lovers but it's actually all in one guy's head' lol#king of soph
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This mf took me over 2-3hrs make! (╯°□°)╯︵┻━┻ anyway here Sophist I made in Gacha life 2 (•﹏•;)
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ꜱɪʟʟʏ ɪɴꜰᴏ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴍᴇ :P
ʜᴇʟʟᴏ, ᴍʏ ɴᴀᴍᴇ ɪs ᴄᴏᴍᴇᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏʀ ᴋɴᴏᴡɴ ᴀs ᴄᴏᴍᴇᴛ-ᴀɴᴏɴ. ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ғɪɴᴀʟʟʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʀᴀɢᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴛʜɪs ʙʟᴏɢ ヾ( •́д•̀ ;)ノ (ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ɪ'ᴍ sᴛɪʟʟ ᴠᴇʀʏ ɴᴇʀᴠᴏᴜs ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ :{ )
But I just have so many aus that I must share it everyone (╯✧▽✧)╯
My current hyperfixation are:
⭐-Party crashers fics and ships (Btw PLEASE don't send it to any of the party crashers Σ(゚ロ゚」)」 or else I would crash out then curl up in a ball and✨ℯ𝓋𝒶𝓅ℴ𝓇𝒶𝓉ℯ ✨ into nothingness :3)
⭐-Rebornica fnaf (And yes I don't support the creator and neither should you (¬_¬") )
⭐-Swap aus (´∀`)♡ (yes I love it when people create swap aus of my favorite fandoms (〃` 3′〃) )
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Wait a second. We have interacted. I showed you the Weight of the Crown bucket.
🦀?
Yeah I've literally never interacted with you so yep that's your welcome. :3 /silly - @sopping-wet-cat-wizard
yeah but like, you still mentioned me somehow and I think that's cool and awesome!
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Welcome to the PC RPF Community! Please get acquainted with such familiar faces as:
a wet cat
yaoi girl
a fountain pen
small mushroom girl
a perfect spinning circle of monkeys
the most sus among us
silver-medal daisy
a mural in the shape of a clover
anime band girl alf
a solo purple cat
mysterious blue liquid wine
a metronome with a flower on it
the ever-anonymous penguin
a star that may or may not be in many pieces
and more!
I'm giving everyone in the PC rpf a big hug bc u guys are so cool and awesome and kind :3 YOU ALL ARR SO TALENTED AND HAVE GREAT IDEAS!
On a (somewhat) unrelated note, I like to think that the rpf side of the Fandom is just outside the Nation's, Kingdoms and Society's that the PC's made. We're just a little magical community with mushrooms huts and stuff like that, and I think that's pretty swag :3
#man there was like 6 or 7 people in this community at one point? now I have no idea how many there are /pos#for reference these are in no particular order. and yes I did put myself first :3 /silly#if I missed or forgot anyone feel free to bother me about it. you're valid af even if we've never interacted /gen#the swizard rambles#rpf
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Hey thanks for what you do. I'd literally have no idea any drama was even going on with PC stuff were it not for your blog. (I still don't really know all that much, but I definitely agree it seems like something's coming. I got a random ask in my box about nsfw rpf stuff.)
Thank you! I love when people tell me that, :3
Thats also wierd btw. Espically if your not a nsfw or even shipping account, just springing that topic in random ask boxes.
Yeah tbh i think rpf is gonna be what blows this fandom, but it wont be people who ship and people who dont. Thats too un nuanced. Too one sided. I got plently of “dont ship real people” moots
Its people who do what they want in the fandom (trans canons, shipping, yume,) and people who think thier pc only line of defense, white knight grown ass men.
Sending pc porn fics, reporting shipping to fucking discord mods. Group chats used for “exposing” people. (Can u tell im annoyed about mods sending nsfw fics to the guys. Literally thats so gross)
Happened in mcyt it will happen again history always repeats.
warning to every rpf u will be on the frontlines when this shit blows, youll be blamed for everything exploding but thats not true. Finding enjoyment in fandom and creating a good community is not whats causing this tension.
Your private, your happy, and your not hurting anybody.
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The vampire king of soph fic in that pc rpf fic compilation you recommend has been plaguin my mind for months and I can't take it anymore, literally the fic that sold me the ship. It's just soo goood, the idea of Brent not wanting to get attached, of Sophist just straight up being attracted to him and wanting Vamp!Brent to bite him and staying with him, the undertones of loneliness and humanity... wish I could write for shit bc I need more of that verse, or more fics with Vamp!Brent and simp!eevee. Author, dunno if you have an acc here, but thank you for this (and all the other fics really, your writing is amazing fr fr)
also, got jumpscared by the ao3 tag of "blood drinking as a metaphor for getting freaky" and that didn't help---
Bro it’s gushing about vampire Brent and Simphist time!
Brent not wanting to get attached makes sense from his perspective, not only is he a vampire but also not all that familiar with humans. Even if he doesn’t let his thirst win, he won’t be able to give Sophist the proper care he deserves (Even if he proves himself wrong in the fic).
Sophist, on the other hand, is fascinated by Brent being a vampire. He wants Brent to give into his nature, to bite him and drink his blood, to join him in immortality. At first it seems like it’s only for lust, but as the story goes on it makes sense why he is so desperate to get bit.
Brent hates being a vampire because it means to be outcast, feared and having an insatiable thirst for blood.
Sophist would love to become one because he already had experienced that treatment his entire life.
Brent questioning Sophist for his “superficial” need to become a vampire and Sophist calling out Brent for still trying to be “righteous” when, as a vampire, it doesn’t matter!
They balance each other nicely, a righteous vampire who tries to isolate himself from society and a chaotic human who just wants him to give in.
And the end being opened ended but also not them ending together makes me wanna scream (/pos), it’s up to you if Brent and Sophist eventually reunite or if they never see each other again.
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since i cant post my art here bc ill get instantly noticed i did a thing on picrew
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I HAD THE ABSOLUTE WORST WOTC BRAIN ROT /pos AND GUESS WITH WHO.
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I also just realized that in order for any of this to make sense, I have to fully finish/edit TWO MORE drabbles before i can post the one that this snippet came from- bro.. chat be prepared for my page to be filled with nothing but cherie crash XD /hj
speaking of which i DO have a sugar au (im giving in and calling it by that until i can figure out its name- ╥ ╥) drabble coming up, it will be pretty long but ive kinda run dry for ideas of it at the moment so savor it once i post it XD /hj /lh
#I would say I'm waiting with popcorn but that would spoil my appetite for the food you're cooking#I do think it funny that in a fandom about 4 guys there is somehow relevant doomed yuri /lh#cherie crash#the weight of the crown#also if you're wondering what that sound is that's the sound of me dancing in the bucket 🦀#sugar au let's goooooooo
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party crashers sideblog :)
hi hi! i'm merlin | 20+ | autistic | any pronouns |
i finally caved and made a party crashers sideblog because i really need to talk about my hyperfixation LOL
i do engage in rpf posting and such so if you don't like that kindly block me or just ignore me, also please do not rat me out if you think you know my twitter/bluesky or follow my main blog and are like what tf are you up too
i ship polycrashers mainly but i dabble in all the ships, i love all the crashers equally so you'll probably see me cycle between insane posting about all of them
ask me question and stuff if you wanna talk (please please please no one else will talk to me about my interests)
also if you write party crashers fics just know you've been keeping me alive and also i am giving you a kith /platonic ASDFGHJK



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Might I interest you in the term "tsunshun" for Sophist?
tcnick3 and sophist are both tsunderes but like in different fonts
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I find really funny how there's a small part on this already small niche of the fandom that came for the horny fics and are staying only for the horny fics 😂. Nothing against it of course, even if there's sometimes that I find myself bluescreening whenever opening ao3😅. Just, something interesting that I've noticed.
Every and any community will always have a horny side. It's inevitable. Rule 34 and all that.
They are attractive men, and they have good chemistry between each other. Is there something called "the boy band effect"? I'm gonna dub it that.
I've been on Tumblr longer than some people on this site have been alive. (Main blog was made in 2010.) Every fandom involving content creators (back then they were all just called Let's Players) has always had shipping, and then of that group there's always a subgroup for mature stuff. It's an interesting combination of celebrity culture and yaoi/BL culture.
"What's better than one pretty person? Two pretty people!"
It's a little obsessive, sure, but it's ultimately harmless so long as firm boundaries are set and followed. RPF is already a very delicate line to walk, and I'm not interested in being parasocial. To me, the personas they have online and in videos are separate from the real people they are in their day to day lives, and I'm only interested in those personas.
That's not me saying that everyone has to follow the same guidelines I set for myself, but everyone I've talked to here seems to understand that RPF should stay in its little corner. Like my pinned post says, I'm not interested in making the guys uncomfortable.
RPF is inevitable. RPF smut is inevitable. They're just dominoes in the same line that were waiting to be knocked down. I can't fault whoever knocked down the first domino because if it wasn't them, it would've been someone else.
All I ask is to keep the dominoes in the playroom.
#this ask got a bit away from me#seems like an ask I'd see spooky or crashing answer#but it's hard to discuss smut or anything mature without addressing the rpf first and foremost#it's the exact same thing that happened where one or two people made pc rpf blogs and suddenly they all started coming out of the woodwork#also yeah your friendly neighborhood swizard is being oddly serious for a moment#but I've kinda grown to be very protective of the people in this little community#I mean have you seen them? They're a bunch of sweeties with silly little brain rots /pos#so I say let them play with their pretty men like dolls. but again. just keep the dolls in the playroom#if I see any of you taking toys from the playroom we might have to sit down and talk for a little while /hj#the swizard rambles#rpf#asks#serious swizard tag
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WOTC Timeskip -- A Loveless Marriage :
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"I do not ask much of you, as your wife, but truly. Is our child not even enough for you, Brent?"
And it is that name, that pierces through his heart like an arrow, eating away at him once more. How long had it been since she had called him by his name? It had always been mon amour, my dear, my love. Never Brent.
"My love-"
And she flinched. Oh. This evident pain in her eyes, listening to his fake affection and concern. The way her face twisted into a painful expression, her eyes dull and void of any real empathy or love.
It was the same way his son had looked at him when he had returned to the castle.
Oh. And wasn't this the result of his actions? The same result that had brought about his son's upbringing and distance, to be raised as a prince and not a child. It was the same actions that had driven this passionate, affectionate woman, his wife, to harbor no love for him anymore. Truly, truly, had he done even one thing right as a man? Not as a king, but as the man he wished to be, and ultimately, the man he would only ever be if he had sacrificed his kingdom. If he had cast aside his title and support for the one thing he'd truly ever wanted. It was a cruel realization, and one that had yet again, come far too late.
"..."
"Cherie, I..."
"You need not pretend like you care for me. It is my fault for believing that I could get you to love me back. And truly, it is my fault for brining our son into this world with this distant marriage and a lack of love needed to give him a good life."
Her voice shook, as she took an almost ragged breath, trying to control her emotions. She had always been an emotional lady, but back then, it was passionate and affectionate. Now, her null void and acceptance blocked off a wave of grief that had threatened to crush her with this realization. But not anymore. She had let herself mourn, but now she would let him know, if not for herself but their child. Even if he didn't care for her, how could he not care for their son? His son? Her poor child, that she, in her own right, had neglected over his father sometimes. But even if she could not change the mistakes of her past, she could try her best to make up for them in the way he never would.
"No matter how much I try, my love will never be enough for him. And my love for him has ultimately been wasted on my love for you, so I will, in all rights, never be enough for him. Never enough to his raise him as a child, but just enough to raise him as my son, as the queen."
"..."
"But there is nothing we can do about it now, is there?" Her voice was faint, quietly pitching upward in a question that she asked rather to the night's stars outside of the study's window. The soft moonlight pouring in was her only response.
"..."
A grim chuckle escaped her throat, squeezing her fan so hard that her hands shook and the engravings in the wooden sticks imprinted themselves into their flesh.
"I will not divorce you. That chance has long since escaped me, but for the sake of this kingdom, for the sake of this image that you wish our family to uphold ourselves to, and for the sake of our image, that you have so faithfully protected and feigned all these years, I will remain your loyal and loving wife."
The words are sharp, like blades cutting deeper and deeper into his skin. They pierce his heart in a way that, should they have before, maybe a few things would have changed. Maybe the would be a little happier in this deep rabbit hole that they had dug themselves into.
"Let us not meet unless necessary. It is irrelevant for us to uphold this image outside of the castle."
"... I'm sorry, mon cherie."
Her throat quivers, tears threatening to spill from her eyes. She is only grateful she has her back to him now, for he is not the man that would force someone to look at him. Even still, her shaking figure is almost enough to make him step forward and embrace her. But certainly, as they both knew it, that would only hurt her more. With a painful breath, she attempted to control her suddenly hoarse voice:
"I do not wish to talk with anyone more tonight. Good night, my king."
"... Goodnight, Cherie."
And as the silence swept over the room, the lack of a disappointed sigh or exhale as he turned away, the click of the door behind him, the sound of his boots against the floor becoming softer and softer. It was not until the silence returned and she could no longer hear her footsteps that she let herself collapse, a soft sob escaping her throat. She let her tears fall, and then, she stilled herself, commanding her heart to stop grieving. This was enough. She had let him know, and no longer would she let herself be overtaken by grief. No, if anything, she would to her best to make up for her lack of parenting, her inability as a mother to raise a child, her son, to normalcy and happiness. If it was anything she could do, maybe, just maybe, she could help heal her son. Shield him from any future pain and suffering, and do all she could to make up for the future that would continue to be his distant relationship.
... Anton reminded her just a bit too much of his father. But even still, it wasn't like she'd ever stopped loving him. Just accepted that he wouldn't love her back. And in any regard, if she could care for him, maybe he too would come to love her and provide the affection that she had always longed for in Brent. It would be solace, when the boy was older and taller, to feel his gaze upon her when she wrapped her arms around him. After all, the boy had his father's eyes.
#this is such a good look into the pain that Cherie's been holding in#it's so lovely in a very bittersweet way#the weight of the crown#mon cheroi
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