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illustrious-ia · 2 months

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# “ 𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐮𝐧 𝐒𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐠, 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐚 𝐓𝐚𝐤 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐠𝐮𝐩 𝐇𝐢𝐝𝐮𝐩 𝐓𝐚𝐧𝐩𝐚 𝐃𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐮. But Unfortunately, One Cannot Live Without You. ”

⤷ 𝙎𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮: you were leaving Penacony in favor for a short-lived journey. how would Sunday react?

⤷ 𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: yan! Sunday x gender neutral reader, yan-themed but leaned on angst side, paranoia, overthinking, mention of vomiting, unhealthy attachment, mention of guilt trip, written by non-fluent english speaker, intentional lowercase. let me know of i missed something~

⤷ 𝙒𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙨: 896

yan! Sunday who was heartbroken when you told him about your wish to travel across the sea of the universe…

yan! Sunday who can only maintain his stiff smile and continue to listen to your thoughts and fantasies about your future journey. all of that while trying to steady his now fragile facade, underneath that phony mask his mind goes haywire— was Penacony's dream wasn't as sweet as you wanted? was the environment getting too boring for you? 𝘸𝘩𝘺 do 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦?

yan! Sunday who was perplexed. he had observed numerous people who refuse to wake up to face reality once again outside of Penacony's sweet dream… why would you want to leave… he doesn't understand…

yan! Sunday who tried to guilt you by vaguely muttering how utterly lonely he will be when the day comes for you to roam the vast galaxies. oh also, as much as he hates to use such a pathetic face, he will definitely weaponize that 'kicked sad puppy' face whenever you bring up your traveling plan to him. only in private tho, not a chance you will get a glimpse of him doing that in the bare eyes of the public.

yan! Sunday who at this point is deathly attached to you. his heart aches every time you politely decline his invitation to just stroll around Penacony and spend time together as lovers would do. but instead, you opted to leave him behind to cry all alone in his office while you're off to somewhere. if this simple reckless and ignorant act of yours can hurt him this deeply, one wonders - how much damage can your absence do to this fragile dove?

but alas, even in a dream, time stops for no one.

the day of your departure has finally arrived. yet after so much persuasion and pleading from Sunday, your will is still as strong as the Architect's flawed stone.

you and him, on the reality side of the hotel lobby, chatting up a storm. sorrow and despair were visible in Sunday's eyes… too bad, you're too busy yapping nonsense to notice.

‘𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘦𝘭.’ his heart weeps.

anxiety crept into Sunday's neck as your ship made its entrance to pick you up. His posture was somewhat rigid, as if frozen in place… similar to how one would react to terrible, terrible news.

you bid your goodbyes to Sunday, promising to bring back souvenirs when you finally returned to his side. you spoke more words than necessary, but those sentences fell silent in your beloved's ears. hm? what's that? oh, it seems his stress has reached its peak.

nausea is building up, the little dove feels like throwing up.

the desperation, the unwillingness to let go, and the anxiety are building up in the back of his throat, threatening to slip out if there is ever a blunder from Sunday's side, but for the sake of his, the family's, and your image, he keeps those unprofessional emotions bottled up somewhere inside his aching heart.

the little dove's throat weeps silently with every step you took, distancing the two of you; he attempted to call out your name several times, but not a whisper left his quivering lips. only when you're about to set foot in your vehicle does his throat finally allow him to voice his desperation.

“ 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵! 𝘥𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘗𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘺? 𝘥𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘦? ”

“ 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳. 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘴. 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨.”

his composure is faltering, as are the tears are threatening to crawl out of his eyes. he wanted to say more, but alas, he cannot go any further without making a commotion. oh, such a sight to witness the usually calm and collected man to be this... 𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘺.

although you were sick with Sunday's bribery attempts, you had already acknowledged that any slightest aggressive approach on your part you would wounds him greatly. so, with the usual calm tone, adorning face with a gentlest smile you could offer, you turned your head to where Sunday was standing. Then, with a thoughtful expression, you offered your final answer:

“𝘺𝘦𝘴, 𝘚𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘺. 𝘮𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘳 stands 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦. 𝘪'𝘮 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦.

𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦, 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵? ”

head hung low, thus words fell silent on the poor dove's mug. taking his silence as a form of understanding, you weave your second au revoir and move forward toward your long-awaited journey.

...your ship left his sight, leaving only bitter tacit behind.

times crawled noticeably slower— excruciatingly slow. it seems as if many great Amber eras have passed for your beloved. in reality, it has only been a week since your departure.

texts, calls, and occasional letters were sent to you to ease the little dove's stress, but all of that are no compares to your warm presence. without you, the room grows uncomfortably colder. without you, the silence is ravaging his sanity. without you, he is hollow. 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦?

what should a moon do after losing its sun? where should it search for the lost eternal light which was the sole reason why it had the strength to shine all alone in the never-ending night?

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illustrious-ia · 6 months

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＃𝙎𝙏𝙀𝙇𝙇𝘼𝙍𝙊𝙉 𝙃𝙐𝙉𝙏𝙀𝙍𝙎 ⠿ 𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄 AU! 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐃𝐄 HEADCANON

✶ ! [ 578 words ]

✶ ! [ CW: dark content, yandere themed, unhealthy obsession, overprotectiveness, stalking, potential ooc, written by non-fluent english speaker. ]

✶ ! [ Uniquant's Note: This abomination has been sitting in the basement for a month... I'm quite cringed at how messy the original hcs was, so it took me fairly a long time to make it acceptable (to me at least). Anyway, I hope u enjoy my monstrosity ♡ ]

✦ Request Status: Open

✦【 Type: Overprotective, devoted 】

: Let's start with how or what the weapon himself sees in you, shall we? Well, just like any other weapon, he himself needs a master in order to have any purpose in existing. And in this case, the master of this particular weapon is you.

: Weapon and master bond are quite complicated to break. The master needs their weapon to protect themselves and the weapon needs the master to have use of them thus care for them.

: When someone threatens its bond, it's either up to you, the master who should command your Blade to rid of such interloper or he'll purge the foul soul himself till they depart unto the afterlife. Oh also, he's a unique weapon. Under certain circumstances, he would moves on his own to protect his master. How marvelous is that?

: Now let's move to how he behaves. He follows you everywhere. To the highest mountain peaks of the Divine Ship, to the bottomless pit of lies built upon the Dreamscape, he is right there, guarding your back from any potential misfortune charging in your way.

: He thinks he is not quite worthy of your attention yet he won't let others bask in it either. Such an abomination like himself shouldn't even breathe the same air as you, yet he appears unwilling to leave your side anytime soon due to his obstinacy and selfishness. He convinced himself that he is doing all of this as an effort to keep the mortal wounds which scarred his past self away from you.

: The only moment when he stands the same step as you is when he deems someone 'dangerous' approaching you. Even if you inform him that the said someone is harmless, at least to you. All he would do is back up and glare daggers at them as his sword long unsheathed ready to dig into the interrupter's neck if they dare to even flash any form of hostility toward you.

: Should he act like a sword, then, should he too sacrifice his flesh to protect you. He'd scathe himself only when it's needed of course. He does not want you to worry your hearts out because he was too careless in his previous battle. He might hurt himself a bit more so your attention lingers awhile on him or his wounds. Will stop if you scowl him for it. But alas, he tends to forget things, including your scoldings.

: Once in a while, he is befuddled by how fast his entire world changed. Was his encounter with you part of Elio's script? But at the same time it doesn't make any sense to him, since Elio has always been open about how any part of the script would go. Was The Equilibrium finally witness his suffering and opted to to alleviate his agony by directing his life changing-encounter with you?

: Either way, those thoughts swiftly vanish as he remembered that nothing really matters as long as he is still by your side.

: As a mere weapon, he shouldn't act this way. Yet here he is. YOU tampered with his broken self and infected it with deuced mortal desire. Since he is yours now, shouldn't you take care of him like a good master?

: He is a bit stubborn and rash sometimes. But it's all for the sake of your safety. So, please forgive him and his wrongdoings, if you see it fit, do punish him. For he believes that you could do nothing wrong.

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