#🌸adoptables🌸

[chuck-zone]

🌸Two Avenger Era CEC Adoptables are now available on my Kofi page! First come first serve!

[idyllic-affections]

i’m in love with the kaveh disaster dad au you have and i would love to see alhaitham becoming closer with kavehs kid. like mr stoic over there having no idea where those books and supplies about that very niche thing they were talking about yesterday came from

newfound fondness.

summary. alhaitham grows a little more fond of the orphan kaveh insisted on adopting.

trigger & content warnings. no applicable warnings.

tropes, pairings, fic length, & other notes. fluff. alhaitham & child!reader. 0.9k words. they/them pronouns for reader.

author's thoughts. hello dear <3333 i really needed a shorter request to write bc all of my other requests are a bit more lengthy and i'm in just a little bit of a burnout state so i am delighted by this request. i love my adoptive dad kaveh series...... i also realize now that i don't really talk too much about alhaitham and his relationship with [name] compared to how often i talk about tighnari and kaveh's relationship with them. also cyno???? i have neglected him too??????

at first, alhaitham wasn't keen on bonding with kaveh's adopted child; a child would only disrupt the comfortable life he has both built for himself and worked so hard to maintain. of course... he ended up being wrong. terribly wrong.

all throughout [name]'s first few months of being integrated into their new family in sumeru, they don't spend much time—if any at all—in kaveh and alhaitham's shared house. most of their time is spend in gandharva ville or in sumeru city, the latter being either on the weekends with kaveh or throughout the week with tighnari (if he happens to need something from the city and decides to let them tag along). given this fact, it's not at all a surprise that they didn't really know much of alhaitham, aside from the casual mentions of him from their other sumeru family members.

later on, as kaveh slowly grows into the vacant father role in their life, filling the empty space, they start spending weekends at his house... which is really the scribe's house, but at the time, that detail meant nothing to them. alhaitham never bothers to correct them, either. it doesn't really matter.

sometimes kaveh has to run errands and doesn't want to take them out in the glaring midday sun; they didn't grow up in sumeru, and they're already having a hard time adjusting to the heat (not that he's any better at handling it), so he doesn't want to risk exposing them to the sun at the peak of the day. sometimes he has to go meet one of his clients for a consultation and can't take them with him. who knows? either way, kaveh always makes these trips as quick as possible. his weekends belong to no-one but his kid. his clients find his doting behavior very cute, thankfully, so he hardly ever takes long.

alhaitham is always home during these occurrences (kaveh forbids him from leaving, since he wouldn't so much as dream of leaving his child home alone at such a young and vulnerable age—not that the scribe would leave them home alone, but still). naturally, this led to unavoidable meetings.

alhaitham quickly picked up on the many odd behavioral patterns kaveh's child displayed.

they were quiet—with him, at least. they were happy and expressive like most other children their age with kaveh or tighnari or collei, but with him? they never said a word, only speaking when spoken to, quietly shuffling around the house without so much as a peep... but more importantly, he sure as hell noticed the way they'd peek around the wall and shyly watch him as he read. they never got closer than that, though, and they'd run off if they realized he had seen them. based on this, he simply came to the conclusion that they were shy.

...or anxious, he supposes, but there is a vast difference between anxiety and shyness, and what he sees in them is not necessarily anxiety.

eventually, he does get sick of it. it's not like he worried about coming off as intimidating, no. it's just that if [name] maintains a poor image of him, it would eventually be an inconvenience for him. yes, yes, that was all. he just needed to kill a potentially dangerous rumor at its source before it got vastly out of hand. that's all.

"come here."

the way he sounds when he beckons them over is admittedly a little harsher than what he meant to be, so he's very much glad that they still do come over to him, timidly fidgeting with their sleeves.

"since you seem so interested... sit down, i'll read to you."

"h— huh? really?"

"hurry up before i change my mind."

as alhaitham reads to them, he points out words they may not understand and explains what they mean, also going as far as to help them pronounce some words that they mentioned having trouble with back at gandharva ville.

"oh... tighnari showed me that word, but i can't get it right."

they also can't pronounce tighnari's name correctly, which makes alhaitham's lips quirk upwards ever so slightly.

"here... i'll show you. which word is it that you're having trouble with?"

though it is something of a tutoring session, alhaitham finds that there's something... calming about it. he doesn't bother moving them away as they gradually get closer, only adjusting to accommodate them.

he also doesn't say anything when their weight falls a little heavier on his chest.

...did they really feel safe enough to fall asleep, just like that? the thought makes a fond warmth spread in his chest. he has no intention of telling kaveh or anyone else, though.

kaveh comes home later to see his child curled up asleep in the scribe's arms.

(the second he points it out, which of course he does, alhaitham's cheeks flush a slight pink and he coughs, telling kaveh to come get his kid and claiming that they wouldn't leave him alone.

the architect has never rolled his eyes harder than he did at that.

alhaitham's newfound fondness is obvious, but kaveh decides to leave it alone for now.)

from then on, they are just as excited and bubbly when they see alhaitham as they are when they see any of their other family. he's even gotten accustomed to hoisting them up, balancing them on his hip, and just... carrying them around.

oh, and alhaitham has no idea where those hobby supplies came from. he's got no clue where those books on a hyper-specific topic that they mentioned offhandedly the other day came from. he has no clue. none in the slightest.

...

maybe alhaitham is a little soft for them. just a little.

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[us-angels-together]

Imagine adopting a dog with your f/o. The two of you have been discussing it does a while now and today's the day! You go to the shelter and there's so many adorable dogs and cats, it's hard to not just being them all home! After a while you catch your f/o standing in place looking at a dog, "That's the one," They say and you smile to look at the wiggling pouch. "Let's go get an employee then." Now the two of you are in for a few tough weeks training the puppy.

Divider by @wioryz

[paolachatters]

Still extremely sensitive about GOTG I looked at the floor in my house and it made me sad

[hyaciiintho]

Though their little pocket of peace in the forest was relatively impenetrable, now that the threat of a vengeful TYRANT no longer lurked at their doorstep, it did not mean ALL of Hyrule was spared. There was still crime, there were still accidents... DEATH, though far less frequent than it had been in the Dark King's era of reign, was still part of life, and it did not discriminate.

Why -- HOW -- they'd ended up here, Dark hadn't bothered to ask. Not yet. The forest twins had alerted both him and the Hero of a disturbance--- multiple, in fact, and the wise decision had been made to divide and conquer.

Link with one twin, and Dark with the other... but what had ended up here, on Dark's side of things, was a tiny child, understandably wracked with fear, curled up in the corner of this cursed forest with the hope drained from her widened eyes. Again, then: HOW had they -- SHE -- ended up here, and how long had she BEEN here?

" Stalfos... two. "

Eyes drift down to the Skull Kid at his side, and suddenly, a haunting piece of the puzzle slides into place and clicks. This, the GIRL, had been the first disturbance--- and the aforementioned pair of Stalfos? The other. It did not take a genius, then, to deduce that those very Stalfos were likely her parents. The intricacies of the matter could wait until certain she wouldn't dash off and become another victim of the curse, and with a gentle utterance, Dark suggests the Skull Kid stay behind whilst he attempts to scoop her up.

To his surprise... she allows him to, and curls into him as if she knows her very life depends on his aid. A trembling hand raises to smooth against the back of her head, fingers gently treading through long strands of vibrant sunshine. It takes every ounce of restraint to keep from crying--- it is unlikely the fate of her parents will have a happy ending, but goddesses, her safety is a small victory he refuses to take for granted. It's precisely why he wastes NO time turning right back around, motioning with a nod of his head for his valiant escort to follow, so he may reunite with his husband and decide their next course of action.

" ... Link. " 'Tis not oft Dark refers to the Hero with anything other than the dozen or so terms of endearment that have become commonplace betwixt them, but the grimness of the matter makes affection feel a tad inappropriate, for now. " This child... she was... curled up some short distance away from the house. She is fortunate she did not traverse any further, else she surely would have... "

The tiniest of whines goes muffled against his tunic, and with a whispered apology, he tucks her closer to his chest. " ... anyways, w-what do we... what do we do? " She's gripping onto him with such force that he fears even the THOUGHT of setting her down may very well destroy her. Worse, likely, is the way she peeks over at Link from where her cheek was pressed into Dark's chest, baby blue, doe eyes crushingly pitiful and desperate. The way she is the way Dark feels, though, and it's a wonder he's not giving Link that same look.

" The poor thing... there, there... we are here to help, I promise. No longer must you fear being alone... "

The twins had been restless on their feet as they had attempted to convey the situation, their words overlapping and STUMBLING into one another that made it near impossible to understand. They would show the both of them, they had decided, as was their goal from the start. It had been clear that they needed HELP, though help with what, Link couldn't decipher.

Two towering Stalfos skulking through the woods had not been one of his guesses, nor did the CHILD which Dark had brought to him after. Sweat had clung to his brow after the ordeal of dealing with them, blues meeting reds as his husband spoke in the shaken manner as he did, clearly touched by the situation at hand.

GUILT weighed heavily upon his shoulders as sapphires met watery cornflower blues, lips parted in barely contained horror as he connected the dots. Features schooled, he did his best to push aside such personal feelings They weren't who they used to be anymore, he needed to convince himself.

The weight of the BLADE against his back grew burdensome all the same.

"W-where... did she come from...?" The blond inquired as steadily as he possibly could, forcing down the TREMOR in his voice that he knew Dark would hear far more easily than anyone else. The silveret knew him best and would surely sense his unease, but Link refused to share just what had brought on such an emotion. Not in front of the poor little girl. "Kakariko is the closest village... Maybe her family came from there...?" But of course, he hadn't meant just her parents, but perhaps, other family members. Those were a THING, weren't they? Her mother's or father's sisters or brothers? Their mothers and fathers? Close friends of the family and other relatives?

It was only right that they find them and attempt to REUNITE her with them, of course. As it was also only right that Link tell them what exactly had HAPPENED to the family, in kind.

A lump firmly lodged itself into the back of his throat, forcing the hero to swallow THICKLY in an effort to clear it.

"But... right now... we should take her back to our home and make sure she isn't hurt." She seemed rather shaken up. Perhaps after some time and a moment's PEACE, she may even be able to shed some light upon the mystery of her predicament? Link could only hope. "Would you like that...?" He now questioned her directly, offering the girl a gentle smile and a CAREFUL brush of her hair with his fingers. "It's... nice and warm there... Safe and sound. You're gonna be okay, we promise." He further reassured, hoping the SADNESS he felt for her didn't shine through too obviously through his eyes.

His heart ACHED something awful.

[albertismyfather]

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[tacagen]

yeah btw i'd like to talk about nega!gosalyn. i was wondering why negaduck adopted her at all if she's everything he despises and he doesnt seem to really care (no reaction to her helping darkwing, leaving her under the glass with nega!tank and friendly four but Also telling her to dirty the kitchen before all the events of 'life, the negaverse and everything'?). does he care a little deep down inside? does she serve some purpose to him? but consider: it happened the other way around. nega!gosalyn adopted negaduck as her father.

[shibylovey]

★彡[ᴏᴄᴇᴀɴ ᴀᴅᴏᴘᴛᴀʙʟᴇ'ꜱ! (ɴᴀᴍᴇ: ꜱᴄᴜʟᴘᴛᴜʀᴇ/ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ᴀᴅᴏᴘᴛ)]彡★

there will be two more but this one is the first one!

[ranseiuniter]

dash is asleep post blorbos....... this is my beautiful boy Cain, necromancer, deeply cursed, decidedly Did Not Ask For Any Of This but is Bound By Plot. (Honestly he doesn't get what's so bad about necromancy like guys seriously if these bones have just been sitting here why SHOULDN'T I use them?)

[idyllic-affections]

i’m thinking about kaveh first dropping off his kid in ghandarva ville. he did a good job explaining to them that he’ll be back before they know it and that he’ll alway be there for them. before he leaves he feels little hands clutching onto his leg as they just whisper “you promise you’re gonna come back? you won’t leave me, right? you promise you won’t leave me?”

i'll be back.

summary. kaveh finds the strength to leave his child in gandharva ville.

trigger & content warnings. fear of abandonment, references to kaveh's backstory.

tropes, pairings, fic length, & other notes. comfort, soft angst. adoptive dad!kaveh & child!reader. 0.9k words. they/them pronouns for reader.

author's thoughts. wow you just woke up today and chose gentle violence huh anon /LH i love soft angst. hard angst? yeah, it definitely hurts, but soft angst like this? idk. it hits different sometimes!!!

kaveh did not want to resort to this. he didn't.

the architect truly, sincerely had tried his very best to think of any alternate solutions—maybe he could convince alhaitham to give [name] a chance? no, caring for a child he impulsively decided to pick up off the streets isn't his roommate's responsibility and it really never would be unless the scribe himself decided to take it on, but some people have spontaneous changes of heart! why would alhaitham be any different?

(unfortunately, said man was not going to budge anytime soon. a child would disrupt the comfortable life he had put so much effort into building. kaveh had no choice but to accept that fact. well, really, he knew from the beginning! he was just hoping alhaitham might change.)

in the end, he managed to come up with nothing. he could not think of a single good or attainable option that would allow him to keep them. as much as he hated to admit it, only alhaitham's solution was a viable and reasonable one.

so, here he is, standing in front of tighnari's home in gandharva ville motionlessly with his child held securely in his arms. there were no words in any language that kaveh knew of that could describe what he was feeling. he wordlessly rubs soothing circles on their back.

the silence is impossibly loud.

tighnari does not rush him. he does not so much as even think of complaining. he simply waits quietly with collei at his side, the girl bouncing on her heels slightly in a nervous fidget. she wants to be a good caretaker to [name]; tighnari knows the prospect alone of having to care for them is making her nervous.

kaveh's slightly wavering voice finally breaks the silence:

"you know why i have to leave you here, right?"

they nod quietly, little hands clenched in fists raising up to rub at their watery eyes with their palms—they hope it looks like they're tired and not like they're about to cry, which they are. they hope he doesn't know they're about to cry. they hope he just thinks they're tired from the long journey. they hope he doesn't know the truth.

kaveh knows, of course.

he doesn't say anything about it, though, and only tries to swallow back his own emotions. he tries his best to repress the nauseous feeling stirring in his gut. he tries his best to repress the crawling of his skin. he tries his best to repress the thoughts that this is so impossibly wrong, so impossibly cruel of him.

he hasn't known this child for long, but...

he felt like he was abandoning them.

he felt like he was abandoning his flesh and blood.

absentmindedly, kaveh wondered if this was how his mother felt when she left to fontaine. he hopes not. this feeling is vile. he wouldn't wish it upon his worst enemy.

"and you also know that i'm going to come back all the time to see you, right? and i'm always going to be here if you need me?"

their voice cracks slightly. "yeah."

it's not at all that kaveh doesn't trust tighnari and collei; he does, and he knows they'll take good care of [name], but... still. he wants to be the one taking care of them. he wants to keep them.

he can't.

kaveh then kneels down, and their heart sinks in to the pit of their stomach, despite the fact that they already knew this was inevitably going to happen. just as they dreaded, he sets them down onto their own two feet.

they're reluctant to release their tiny grip from his shirt, but they do so regardless of their hesitance. a slight whimper rises in their throat when kaveh's warmth is gone from them.

kaveh hasn't ever really had to comfort children before.

he's... not sure what to do from here, quite frankly, so he does the first thing that comes to mind.

he leans forward, pressing the smallest, most hesitant of kisses to the crown of their head.

then, he stands up.

he doesn't get very far before one of their little hands is clutching his pant leg, and he inhales sharply, turning back to face them. "[name]..."

kaveh cuts himself off.

their eyes are wide, glittering with the sheen of unshed tears, and their bottom lip is split and cracked—they've either been picking at it or biting it, kaveh notes. how did he not notice before?

in their moment of sadness and stress, their accent peeks through a bit more heavily. it's in a shaky voice on the brink of breaking that they ask, "you promise you're gonna come back, right? you won't leave me, will you?"

...

kaveh earnestly believes he might cry about this when he gets home. oh well. alhaitham will simply have to deal with it.

for now, though, he doesn't cry. he can't.

the architect kneels back down to their height, wiping away the single tear that slid down their cheek with his calloused fingertips. "of course."

"you— you're not gonna leave me, right? you're not leaving me?"

"no. never. i promise, okay?" he whispers. "i'm here, okay? i'm always here if you need me. you just need to tell tighnari. he'll tell me you asked for me and i'll come back here. anytime."

kaveh briefly wonders if he'll regret making such a promise—his clients may suffer if they ask for him at a bad time—but then again...

he can't really say he ever will, not with the way they look at him with such vulnerable trust.

he can't regret it when they're putting their damaged trust into his hands.

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[linagram]

If we’re doing questions, I have one for everybody: what’s one thing you’d like to do when/if you get out of here? (This applies to the guards too, if we can ask them questions.)

this is such an interesting question, thank you for sending it!

Akio: I hope- um, I know that I will definitely get out of here, but.. I'm actually not so sure what I want to do when that happens. No, actually, how would it even be possible for me to go back to normal life? Of course, I want to go back to school, I want to continue getting good grades and being loved by everyone, but.. Even though he's not here anymore, it wouldn't be possible for me to just go back to that school and hope that everything will be fine. They already know what happened anyway. Maybe I'll convince my parents to let me go to a different school, I think they would be okay with that. But before that.. Maybe I'll try to reconcile with one person.

Aimi: .. Haha, that's such a silly question. I can't just go back to my normal life after what I've done. How can I go back to school and pretend like everything is okay? And my family.. They won't be happy when they hear about my crime. I don't know if they will forgive me.. No, no, they are very good people, trust me! They love me a lot and I love them too! It's just.. never mind. So, the first thing that I'd do if I manage to get out.. I miss my dogs. I want to play with them like I did before I ended up here.

Shun: To be honest, I don't really want to leave?.. This place isn't that bad. I finally get the attention that I've always wanted, isn't that wonderful? I don't want to go back to that apartment, I don't want to go back to my boring job, I don't want to see my parents who will just say how much of a burden I am again.. But if I had no choice and I would be forced to go back to the outside world, I think I would.. I just remembered how messy my room was. I really have to clean it, don't I..

Naomi: I think I would just move to a different town. I wouldn't be able to stay there after everything I've done. I love my students, I really do, but going back to that school would be too painful. Maybe I'll be able to start a new life, but I know I will never forget about my crime. Also I would never talk to my parents after that. I would ignore their phone calls, I would ignore their messages, I wouldn't tell them where I am. My siblings?.. Maybe I would talk to them, but I'm not sure if I can trust them.

Kei: I would just keep living like I did before arriving here, that's it. I miss the one who inspired me too much and I want to go and see him as soon as I can. I hope he's not feeling too lonely without me.. Hm? You think he already escaped? Haha, now, maybe I did kidnap him, but he stayed with me because he was okay with that. He was too sick and tired of everything, so I basically saved him. Uh, what do I want to do when I see him? You really want to know all the details?.. I'm just joking around, don't look at me like that. I want to take another photo of him, of course. But I think I would want this photo to be a bit different from my other works. It would be nice to see him smile and take a picture of it when I come back.

Eiko: I'd just go back to my normal life. I have a lot to do, I want to graduate, I want to keep working as a model, who knows, maybe I'll become popular.. No, I don't care about my crime at all. That guy was pathetic, no one would miss him anyway. Well, maybe except his friends.. Hm, maybe I should kill his friends next.. Just kidding. They do deserve it though.

Asahi: .. Me and my mom will try to figure it out. That's all I can say right now. But I will get out of here. I know I will.

Yurika: It would be nice to see her again, but I don't think she would be proud of me for getting caught. Also, I have a question: if I kill someone again, does it mean that I'll be sent back to this place? Because if so.. oh no, I'll become useless to her.. Ah, I also have to watch everything on my list when I come back. Sure, maybe I can watch some anime here too, I don't know how this place works, but doing it in prison is just.. weird.

Riku: I don't know about other high schoolers, but for me, I'd have no problem with moving on and living like nothing happened. Listen, that guy's death was so predictable that when he died, everyone just went "Yeah, I should've seen that coming". Other students didn't care and they just felt sorry for me, meanwhile the adults were like "Oh no, how horrible, we will just use his death to show how bad bullying is and we will talk about it for like a week and then ignore the kids who are getting bullied and need our help".. Maybe I also should start acting like my real self more. Maybe people wouldn't judge me for that.

Reina: .. Haha, who knows, maybe I'll get a redemption arc or something. Yeah, maybe I'll just come back to my family and say how sorry I am while crying. And then I'll continue committing crimes while they think that I'm done with all that stuff!.. Acting like this is starting to become boring, honestly.

Eiji: To be honest, if it's possible, I would like to stay here and keep working as a guard. There's too many criminals to punish and I can't just let someone else do it instead of me. And getting replaced sounds.. A-anyway, if I still had to go back to the outside world, I'd try to live like a normal person. I would go to college, I would make friends, I would do things that I like.. And I also would do anything to make Kei go to prison again. But like, not this one, just the "normal" one. Or I would just ignore him and my parents and pretend like they don't exist.

Miki: Um.. I guess I still have to graduate high school.. And I also have to decide what to do after that.. And my grandparents probably miss me.. There's so much to do, it's so overwhelming to think about. Wait, how can I even explain what happened to me? Oh no, now I'm scared.. But also, if that's possible, I think I would invite Asa- um, Yano-san to live with me. I don't know if he really is my younger brother, but I don't think there's anyone who can take care of him when he comes back.

[thedeadthree]

me looking at my brain to CREATE 🥀✨😵‍💫

[hyaciiintho]

🌸｡*ﾟ+. Gonna share "P"s bio here below the cut since I don't really have his google doc put together yet (I don't feel like editing colors and graphics and all that right now, but I literally have all this typed up already dfgshjk). I wanted to share though and add to my "Muse List" tag because technically he's pretty much ready to go ✨

I was vague in this, however, there are still heavy spoilers for the game in terms of who P is!!! If you're not wanting to be spoiled, don't read, not even the basic bio on top because? Spoilers????? xD but yeah, here's my new golden child, he's joined the ranks of Link & Riku, and that's saying A LOT right there. The 3rd golden child 💙 I'm excited to write him with others!

Name: Goes by “Carlo Geppetto” Nicknames/Titles: Geppetto’s Puppet, Puppet, Clever One, Doll Face (Only one person is allowed to call him that) Age: ??? (Physically appears somewhere between 18-23) D.O.B: September 19th (Virgo ♍) Pronouns: He/Him Sexuality/Romanticism: Asexual; Demiromantic

PHYSICAL Height: 5’3” Weight: 310 lbs Hair: Grey Eyes: Gunmetal blue Skin: Fair, smattered in freckles

ASSOCIATED FLOWER(S) White Stargazer Lilies

MAIN TAG VERSE | MAIN 🌸 P

FAVORITES COLOR(S): Light blue & Gold SOUND(S): Music & a cat’s meow ANIMAL(S): Cats

By morning, he was born, awoken within the confines of a solitary train in the midst of a city overrun by puppets. With only a voice as compass, and a puppet guide dressed as lamplight for company, the dark-haired puppet boy followed directions without complaint. There was no greater purpose than to prove as useful to the one who had awoken him, and to his creator– his Father, Geppetto. 

There was kindness in the old man’s eyes and something else entirely he couldn’t quite pinpoint. It was nice though, being spoken to with such warmth and gentility. Something within him stirred, if only for but a moment.

His Springs were reacting.

By afternoon, he found himself changing, memories of a life someone used to lead beginning to weigh on his mind more heavily than any physical object he was made to carry. The name Carlo whispered to him in his mind by a voice that belonged to someone who was dear to him– or were they dear to “Carlo”? The distinction was hard to make, and only grew harder as the hours ticked by. The change wouldn’t only alter his form of thought, but physically alter him as well, what was once short and unruly hair now having grown to his shoulders in silken tresses.

His father seemed upset– The puppet couldn’t understand at all as to why.

His Ergo was whispering.

By evening he had felt many new emotions– or were they just being relearned? The feelings coursing through his body, pain that made his mechanical heart ache, lifelike eyes sting with the need to shed something from them– but what? Happiness that rumbled sound from a place within him he never knew existed prior, and anger that caused his body to grow hot from rage. With every new ? bond he formed, he felt himself change; With every loss he endured, he felt himself grow. With every memory he could recall, the puppet boy felt Carlo stir deep within his heart.

His hands were covered with blood, oil, and grime– he wasn’t ignorant to what that meant.

Not anymore.

He felt warmth.

By the next morning, he had been reborn, no longer the naïve puppet boy from yesterday’s rainy morning, and not quite Carlo from those days when he had been alive. By next morning, he was changed– both and yet neither. He would keep the name, though. Carlo was who he was at the core of everything, even if he was hardly anything like the Carlo who used to be, but neither was he the newborn tool having stumbled out of that train anymore, either. 

He was something new, a collection of memories and experiences meshed into one, giving way to someone else entirely. His hair had greyed through the power of ergo coursing through his body, its length being allowed to grow even longer. Though his face still remained youthful, his eyes told the stories of, not just one, but two lifetimes-- and they were tired, if not relieved; There was pain but there was also hope.

'--an Ergo puppet can have a second life and become another kind of human--' He just needed now to decide just what that second life meant for him, now.

His heart was pounding.

[zhongrin]

Okay I'm back from getting dinner (very late wwww) to see your answer to my ask and ;v; you made me melt on my seat haidbsishsis I can't I have to genuinely compose myself before thinking of a reply and failing WWWW

Actually, on the topic of f/os, I've had a few! I honestly don't talk abt them a lot because I'm still shy abt admitting who they are but one of the is Kazu, and I'm... Stupidly still pining over him wwww, he's so cute but some part of my brain just goes "lol absolutely not!" when I think of talking to him in private 😭 it's insane

Absolute horrendous karma because I have gotten more characters on my roster, and sometimes I just feel some of them (coughAlhaithamandYelan) just staring at my back as I admire him and they keep telling me I'm a simp :") it's not my fault he's so... So charming and sjhdidjdkd (< mentally rebooting)

... anyway, that aside I also like Heizou (hes such a smug bastard but the way he phrases things make me swoon I want to slug him sm /aff) and Albedo! I hadn't gone around to confessing to Albedo because I genuinely have no idea how to approach him ahaha ;; social anxiety is a bitch and I sometimes want to stop myself before I expose my own shamelessness, but some of my friends told me I kin him with my attitude.

Ah, I'm gonna stop rambling from here before I go on yet another tangent wwww, I just want to share a few of my f/os because I really love them a lot, even if I... Don't get to confess to some of them haha ^^;;

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pls i feel like kazu would adore the way you're so obviously pining over him. he thinks you're so precious when you get all flustered from him just calling your name. you make his more mischievous side awaken and he has to urge himself to not tease you too much lest you run away... >:)

same goes with heizou! and though it might take you some time to warm up to albedo (bc we all know how awkward it is for two introverts/strangers-shy people to be thrown in a room together) i think he'll find you relatable in many aspects, so he'll get comfortable sooner than usual!!

you and your army of soft short boys are adorable. let me adopt yall

[magic-railr0ad]

I just have to say one unmagical thing, scuse the cursing (Don't tell Jiminy)-

FUCK YOU E.P RIPLEY!

He's been constantly mean to me-! *Lilly Belle lets out a huff.*

[sylviareviar]

"Papa said he just made a cinnamon apple pie! I'm so jealous! Ugghhhh, I miss Papa's apple pastries...!"

"Mmph... guess that's what happens when you miss Thanksgiving for a Japanese scholarship..."