#DS! A! brainrot time

[aisy15-chan]

SORRY FOR NOT ACTIVE ON PHANDOM BUT I JUST GOT HIT BY IDEA: DANNY PHANTOM BUT SOUL EATER AU SOUND COOL MAN!!

[i-am-very-heck]

shout out to these ghosts, gotta be one of my favorite genders <3

[random-dragon-exe]

So far, I think my favorite mission is Quiet Please!

I really like the pianos music during the mini-boss it sounds really good.

Also, I like the aesthetic of haunted libraries, it's a nice aesthetic.

Most of the time, haunted libraries remind me of the library in Super Mario 64/64 ds or in Ghostbusters. Idk, something about it is cool to me.

[chuluoyi]

𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐋𝐘 (𝐔𝐍)𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐅𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋

- sylus x reader

master and servant. man and his right hand woman. you and sylus are labeled many things, but does love exist in many labels of your relationship?

genre/warnings: 18+ suggestive content—minors do not interact!—angst, fluff, unrequited love, explicit smut, fwb, jealousy, hurt/comfort, description of major injury, blood loss, gore, assassin!reader (not l&ds mc), spoilers! takes place throughout long-awaited revelry

note: my very first love and deepspace fic! :') w.c 5.2k ! i have a severe brainrot omg tagging @sanriosatoru per request <3

Everyone knows of your relationship with Sylus.

The leader of Onychinus and his notorious lady assassin, you two strike fear into his foes and allies alike. You are as deadly as you are beautiful, and that's more or less why he keeps you around.

What everyone doesn't know, however... is that behind closed doors, you too share his wealth and his bed.

“I don't mind to spend the whole night with you,” he’d whisper in your ear seductively at nights, deft and veiny hands roaming your body all over. He often made you ride on top of him, dark burgundy eyes hazed with lust, knowing full well that you desired the very same goal he did.

And you’d respond his hunger with the same fervor, crashing your lips into his, your tongues intertwining, your hips moving vigorously against him.

“Ahh... ah!” Before you knew it, his cock—thick and long in size—slid inside you in such a snug fit, making you throw your head back and dig your sharp nails into his skin.

“Keep me going with your voice, kitten.” Sylus growled, eyeing your wobbling lips and tightly-pressed eyes as he sank even deeper inside you. “Yeah, just like that...”

Sylus always began roughly, seemingly not minding your breathless moans and wishes, and you liked him that way too—

“Is this... all you've got?” you panted in a hoarse voice, sweat lining your neck and forehead, the coil in your belly tightened so deliciously each time he thrusted into you. “Surely... y-you can do better...”

“Ha,” he gave a low snort, his red eyes blazing as he grabbed your bum and squeezed it, making you gasp. “Careful what you wish for... sweetie.”

And then your vision literally tilted upside down—Sylus gladly flipped your position so he could see you even better. This way, he also had even better access to you, intertwining your hand with his, spreading your legs wide so he could rut into you.

“—!” Breath was knocked out of your lungs as immeasurable pleasure washed over you, crashing and receding in an instant. You almost screamed as your back arched.

He broke into a satisfied smirk. “Let it out,” he murmured against your neck, biting gently into your skin, voice muffled. “You never hold back with me, do you, hmm? So, don’t start now.”

“You b-bastard...” you looked up at him with a breathless smile, knowing how close you were to losing your wits.

He simply made your nights worth remember. His allure was undeniable, with a voice that was naturally sultry. And his hands... fuck, they did heaven's work.

It didn't take you long to finally reach your climax, and once you did, your moans were the nastiest all night as you continuously lined his back with scratches.

You could feel how he was chasing his own orgasm all the while, before pulling out right at the last minute and made a mess on your belly, falling beside you.

“Tired?” Sylus’ chest rumbled with laughter as you laid sprawled there in a haze. His eyes narrowed at the sight of your burning cheeks. “I really like this look on your face right now.”

You rolled your eyes, catching your breath and shivered. “I bet you tell that to all other women you manage to lure to your bed.”

“How presumptuous.” He sent you a sour scowl. “I have a high standard— you should consider yourself lucky.”

Well, you do. Holding back a smile, you changed the topic. “I’m cold. Clean me up already.”

“Now, now… what a spoiled little thing you are…” Sylus chuckled, his voice deep and low, yet wrapping his arms around you nonetheless, hoisting you up.

Nights of passion. Mutually beneficial relationship. Nothing more and less.

No strings attached.

This is thrilling. Intimacy without commitment is more than enough to spice your checkered life. After all, what could be better and more rewarding than fucking the hottest man in N109 Zone and getting away with it?

At least, you thought so.

. . .

“Damn, you’re going to make me sore…” you grumbled, letting out a deep sigh as you sank into the sheets after he had cleaned you up, still basking in the afterglow and ready to drift off to sleep. “Ahh...”

Sylus’ lips curved into a wry smile as he watched you make yourself comfortable on his bed, slipping on his black shirt. “Well, I’m just that good, and you did ask for it.”

“Are you going out?” you asked in a small voice, teetering between sleep and wakefulness as you noticed him taking out his favorite gun. “It’s midnight.”

“Luke and Kieran said she has arrived.” Sylus said in low voice, not even sparing you a look. “After all, she has gone through all that trouble to come here, it is only right that I greet her myself.”

The woman. Sylus had told you several times, how a woman with Aether Core and powerful Resonance Evol would eventually come to N109 Zone. And that when the time came, he would make her resonate with him.

A part of you didn’t really know what to feel about this vague plan of his. “Will you bring her here too?”

“I’ll have her stay here until we have reached resonance,” he responded casually while shrugging on his coat.

Sylus valued others depending on their worth. He said it so himself—he isn't a philanthropist. He saw potential in your evol—the Speech Manipulation—which is why he rescued you three years ago, even after you had swung a blade to his throat.

This time must be the same. You played with the edges of your hair. “Well, consider me jealous then. Seems like I’ll have a rival soon.”

Your quip finally caught his attention, as he finally turned to you, one side of his mouth upturned.

“Ha.” Sylus strolled over to where you lay on the bed and placed a hand under your chin, letting out a throaty chuckle. “Is there even anyone brave enough to go against you?”

You shrugged, trying to look nonchalant. “We shall see about that.”

Little did you know, the coming of this new girl would be the start of the undoing of your mutually beneficial relationship.

You would've expected the woman bearing Aether Core inside her to be way more interesting than that clueless, weak and easily spooked hunter from Linkon City.

But your and Sylus' definitions of interesting clearly differed though, as you caught him smiling after he pulled the most outrageous stunt on himself— having her shoot him right in the heart.

“She is funny,” he said to himself, almost snickering even as you wiped the blood off his toned body. “She was shaking so much the moment I pulled the trigger.”

“Is that your only finding—” you snapped as you wrapped the bandage around his bare chest, fuming. “—after shooting yourself just to mess with her?”

Luke and Kieran told you how he had used his Evol to pull the hunter girl onto his lap, then handed her a gun and made her shoot him. You couldn't believe it at first, until the sight of Sylus staggering to his bedroom, his shirt bloodied and clutching his chest made you almost scream in horror.

“Is that really necessary?” you scowled, tightening the bandage with more force than needed. “Or are you just trying to get her attention?”

Sylus’ sharp gaze settled on you then, seemingly not taking your comment well.

“What’s got you so worked up about this, hmm?” he asked, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips as he observed your cross expression. “Last I checked, we agreed not to get involved in each other’s personal affairs.”

Personal affairs, he said? Everything you two had done had long past breached all personal boundaries.

But the fact remains that you two are nothing more than—

“Fine.” You tied the bandage abruptly and about to storm off, making no effort to conceal your ire. You couldn’t say you were worried or that you hated seeing blood smeared across him. That was never in the agreement.

Until you felt a hard tug on your arm—

“And where does the angry kitty think she is going, hmm?”

Before you could discern it, your back was pressed against the wall—your left arm pinned beside your head, with Sylus filling your view.

His sculpted abs were right in front of you for the taking, his scent permeated the air, and his unsettling swirls of crimson eyes had you completely captivated.

“Have I ever told you that you look beautiful when you’re angry?” Sylus laughed as he leaned in, gripping your chin with his other hand. “If I didn’t know you were more than capable of slitting my throat in my sleep, I’d want you to look at me like this every day.”

It struck you how your heart raced wildly under his intense gaze. With his perfect face so close, the only sound that seemed to be most prominent was the pounding of your own heartbeat.

“What’s wrong? We’ve been closer than this,” Sylus taunted with a wide grin, his breath warm against your ear as he pressed his body against yours. “What’s making you so nervous?”

If you knew anything about Sylus, it was that he took pleasure in seeing you squirm in his hold. You glared daggers at him. “I hate you.”

“How lovely.”

“You’re infuriating,” you spat, devoid of any amusement.

He barked a satisfied bout of laugh once again, before releasing your chin. However, to your surprise, that very same hand groped your chest roughly—

“Then perhaps...” he hummed, a wicked glint in his red eyes, whispering to you with sultry voice right before he pulled you into him and devour your lips in heat: “You can help to fix me, sweetie.”

His kisses were hot as his tongue and hands made his mark on your body. Pressed against his bare skin, you gripped his strong, broad shoulders as he lifted your legs to his waist.

As always, he managed to dissolve all your lingering thoughts with lust. You just never knew one day you would finally reach the last straw though.

. . .

"Are you going out again tonight?" you muttered, tracing your fingers along his abs as you lay in his arms, still a bit giddy after your passionate session.

"No, I'm sleepy," he replied quickly, his voice low as he pulled you closer and closed his eyes. "Go to sleep already, kitten."

"I can't sleep."

"Poor you. I can though."

You quirked a frown at him. "You're so annoying these days."

"Oh?" Sylus cracked his eyes open, a smirk on his lips. "If you find me so disagreeable, you can always make me obey you, no?"

Your speech manipulation could make people do your bidding and it was a pretty useful talent. Apart from the first day you met Sylus three years ago in the wasteland of N109 Zone, you had never tried using it on him again.

"I won't, you idiot." You sighed and turned away, your back facing him. The idea of bending him to your will somehow didn't sit right with you. It was against your conscience now.

"Why are you facing away? It's freezing," he grumbled almost in a petulant voice. You nearly rolled your eyes, until you felt his strong arms wrap around your middle from behind.

"Why are you hugging me? We’re not usually this touchy after sex."

"I'm telling you, I'm cold, and you're my heat pillow."

"You're so damn insufferable..."

Despite your sharp retort, a smile found its way to your face. Moments like this were rare, and when he was the one seeking you, you couldn't help these butterflies in your stomach. Still...

You two are not in love, dammit. Sometimes it confused you a great deal. What is love anyway?

“Caw, caw, caw!”

“Mephisto, shush.”

Sylus’ robotic pet crow had surprisingly taken a liking to you shortly after you began living in the base. He obeyed your commands just as he did with his owner. The same couldn’t be said for Miss Hunter though, as Mephisto seemed to have a strong dislike for her.

You were idling at the living room with the crow when you realized how close it was to dawn.

“Luke, Kieran,” you called to the twins, who were bickering over a crate of oranges, frowning. “Where did Sylus go?”

Both stopped and looked at you, and Kieran blurted out, “Boss? Oh, he went out with Miss Hunter!”

You supposed you shouldn’t be surprised, but you were nonetheless. “And he still hasn’t come back?”

“Ah, yeah... but I think they just went on a short errand. He’s probably back or already on his way?” Luke mused, and you clicked your tongue.

It irritated you, it gnawed at you—how Sylus had been spending so much time with that hunter these days. He was trying to make her resonate with him, but still, the way you saw it, he was going through his playbook—

Just as he had done when he pursued you.

Calling her “kitten”, “sweetie”... everything he did with her seemed like a replay of the first year you spent in this place.

Deep down, perhaps you had hoped that, in some way, Sylus would see you as you saw him. Love might be out of reach in your bleak existences, but you at least wished he would consider you an irreplaceable presence.

You were petty, and you knew it.

“Mephisto,” you whispered to the cooing crow as it turned to you pliantly. “Go find and bother her, okay? Don’t let her out of your sight,” you added, letting the bird fly away on your command.

Deciding to rest in his room, you left the living room with a sense of exhaustion. You had stayed up for Sylus on a whim, as he had promised to share his plans for the upcoming auction soon. However, sleeping at dawn was giving you frequent headaches, and the habit was wearing on you.

You took a bath and then headed to his bedroom, and you would have never guessed what scene you'd walk into—

Sylus, in his bathrobe, and that girl… nestled against his chest on his bed. The very same bed where you two made out just the other night.

“Y/N?” Sylus looked at you over the girl’s shoulder, and you were frozen on the spot, feeling an indescribable rush of emotions washing over you.

In the next moment, the hunter girl scrambled away from him in panic, her face flushed with shame. “I-it’s not what it looks like! I swear! Sylus— I was just trying to find his brooch and—!”

In that instant, something inside you turned ice-cold. Her frantic explanations—none of it registered to you. The fact that he let her into his bed was enough for you.

You weren’t sure if Sylus noticed, but your eyes darkened, your fists clenched, and a storm raged within your chest.

“Sorry for intruding,” you said frostily, cutting her off and casting a contemptuous glance at both of them before turning on your heel and slamming the door shut.

It was no use, you finally realized. In this twisted relationship you two shared, there could never be anything more than hot sex and flirtations.

Somehow it hurt more deeply than you expected, as though your heart were being scorched. Yet, you couldn’t even find the tears to cry—as you weren't allowed to do so.

Sylus noticed the change in you immediately.

You vanished from the base and returned in the evening, not sparing him even a look and he could tell then that you had come back a different woman.

And it was the part he hated the most. These days, he couldn't read you at all.

"Luke and Kieran, keep an eye on her tonight," he instructed his two underlings as the two of them were getting ready.

"Who? Miss Hunter?" Luke questioned.

"Or boss lady?" Kieran supplied.

Both of them liked you as well. Unlike him, you’d spend your free time indulging their nonsense, and over time, they even gave you that friendly moniker.

They didn't really know the nature of your physical relationship though. Or at least, didn't really know fully.

"The latter," Sylus gruffly replied, and then he went to the hunter girl to prepare her as well.

He had a justified explanation. If you had asked him, he would tell you nothing had happened. Your ire was better than silence, definitely a hundred times better than this.

But why didn't you come to him?

And why does he want you to come and demand him for an explanation?

However, tonight was the auction for the Aether Core. He had to finish this first before he could get a word with you later.

At least that was what Sylus had thought... until he saw you at the auction venue.

You were stunning in that black cocktail dress. He didn’t know when you had your hair done, but you looked as if you had spent the entire day preparing for this occasion despite having barely two hours after coming back. You were definitely a head-turner, drawing the attention of many vermin as you navigated the ballroom with grace and everlasting smile.

And it grated at him. Severely. Sylus's eyes were locked on each lowlife hell-bent on taking his life and desperate to get into your pants, knowing he would end them all tonight.

...and as if it wasn't enough, he then saw you entertaining one of them with that sort of smile you used to reserve for him.

. . .

"Mm-hm, really?"

"Yes, I've heard they are inside the safe number 209."

You coyly smirked, looking the man with mask in front of you, whom you had led to a deserted hallway, who had been complying and smiling at each and every question of yours.

"Thank you then." You flashed him your best smile, about to go back to the main hall.

"And uh, miss," he suddenly turned to you in a flurry. "I believe I haven't gotten your name—"

You chuckled, facing him again. "Oh, you want to know my name?"

"Very much so!"

This was like bread and butter to you. You effortlessly wrapped an arm around the man's neck, standing on your tiptoes, and whispered in his ear:

"Halt."

He went rigid the moment the command left your lips, and you could feel his panic rising as you pulled away.

"W-what happened—!?" he thrashed against the invisible hold manifested by your Evol in pure panic, to no avail, whereas you regarded at him with a cold smile.

"What a shame. I planned to let you be, but then you gave me the perfect opportunity." You maintained your eerie smile as you pulled out a thin, needle-like blade from the hem of your dress. "You have been a great help. Thank you."

With that, you slit his throat, and blood splattered onto the ground in a continuous pool as he jerked, collapsing like a broken statue.

You felt nothing at the sight, but you knew you weren't alone as you felt his presence.

"You started the party without me?" Sylus' deep voice resonated through the hall. "Didn't know you have that much of bloodlust this early, sweetie."

The clench of your heart was still there, even when you had decided to discard all your lingering feelings for this man. Still, you put on the perfect poker face when you met his eyes.

"I want this to be over and done with quick. I'm exhausted already."

Sylus eyed you calmly, yet somehow it felt as if the depths of those red eyes were trying to assess your soul. "Your actions said otherwise. Is flirting with him necessary?"

"You're one to talk, Boss," you scoffed at the last word. "As long as it entertains me, why isn't it?"

Sylus didn't deign you with an answer, and you decided to pour more oil into it.

"Strictly professional, no?" You lifted your chin defiantly. "Last I checked, we were not supposed to meddle in personal affairs—"

You didn't realize it until he did, because the next thing you knew, his right eye suddenly glowed with that terrifying shade of crimson. "You—!"

He has seen it all. In the three years since he took you in, Sylus had never used his Aether Core-infused right eye on you to peek into your mind. The first and only time it had happened was when he restrained you from attacking him on the day you first met.

This was the second time. And now, he knows. Of your petty feelings, of your deepest, truest desire.

At first, Sylus remained silent, but then his eyes narrowed at you, low voice booming through the hall.

"Jealousy is unbecoming on you, Y/N."

And after all that he knew, that was the only thing he could come up with?

You felt shame wash over you. You wanted to run from him. This was too much because he most definitely didn’t reciprocate your feelings, did he?

"I don't want to hear it," you resolved, the space around you felt constricting all of a sudden. You walked past him, about to break into a sprint—

Sylus immediately caught a hold of your arm though, sending a glare at you. "You—"

"It ends here," you blurted in heat. "I don't want it anymore. We're through, Sylus."

"Listen to me!"

He snarled at you, and it was the very first time he did so. However, you paid him no mind and pulled out your ace card, staring hard into his eyes. You could feel the start of his black and red mist, but your Evol was faster—

"Move."

His hold on you loosened, and he jerked back several foot away from the impact. You kept your manipulation on him, avoiding his fury-blazed eyes, bolting away before he could catch you.

. . .

The night escalated so much worse than you had imagined. Explosions and a sudden appearance of an Arbiterwings threw the whole auction into chaos.

You were fighting off the sudden wave of wanderers alone, relying solely on your blade since your voice was too hoarse to use your Evol. When one of them struck you and sent you crashing into a wall, you just sat there in a daze.

It was exhausting. Usually, Sylus would be by your side, covering your back at the very least. He wouldn't let a single scratch get to you. His black and red mist of doom would dominate the battlefield, offering you protection while at it.

You loved that bastard. It was so beyond stupid. Why did you have to ruin everything by having these feelings? If your heart was gone, would these feelings go with it too?

You got your answer sooner than you thought.

White-hot pain engulfed you when something impaled you right in the chest. The searing agony was mind-blinding, the only thing you could discern was your own wails.

No, the feelings didn’t go. Even as you teetered on the brink of death, that damned love only evolved into many regrets.

And in your final moments, you could've sworn you felt the exact moment your heart stopped beating.

"Oh my god! Luke! She is here!"

"Kieran...! Is she alive?!"

"So much blood—! Luke, call Boss! Call Boss here!"

"Boss! We found her!"

"What do we do?! Shit! It's right... in her heart..."

"What!? Boss! S-she is...! Oh lord..."

You had a dream, and it was of your first meeting with Sylus.

Three years ago, in the wasteland of N109 Zone, you were a mere scavenger until he found you. You had thought he was a threat much like others in this lawless city, so you unwittingly showcased your Evol before him in defense, until he pinned you down on the hard ground, crimson eyes holding you in place.

"I'm giving you two options: go with me and live, or die here in vain," he had told you then, a smug smile on his face. "I assure you, so long as you're still useful to me, you won't have to worry about food or roof above your head ever again."

What kind of homeless person would refuse that tempting offer?

Since you followed him, Sylus had never been untrue to his word. He made good of his words, idly engaged you in his circle, showered you with gifts, and at one point—

"You're... trying to tempt me, aren't you?" he growled amidst kisses, pinning you on his desk. Apparently, seeing you up close and personal every day in his home had worn down his patience. He was just a man, after all.

You wickedly giggled, even breathless, cradling both sides of his face and admiring those ruby eyes of his. "What if... I am?"

"Then consider me tempted, little kitten," he chuckled, his baritone voice casting a spell over you. "Remember though, curiosity can kill most cats."

Thus began your thrilling relationship, and you knew you would gladly stay with him just to have a taste of that heaven. And you knew too, he wouldn't cast you easily this way.

And of course, so long as you are useful to him, that is.

When you came to, you felt warm, and your position was so comfortable that you were almost lulled back to sleep.

At first, it didn't register to you where you were. The scene before you was so familiar, but you were so lethargic that you were late to recognize it.

"Awake?"

Sylus' bedroom. The realization dawned on you as that deep, low voice questioned you flatly. You jerked instinctively, looking up at him as he came into view, holding a glass of wine.

He was still the same. Even with you out of commission, he would still indulge himself with his wine. Somehow you couldn't really pinpoint what you should feel about it.

However, Sylus then did the thing you didn't expect him to. He went back to his pantry to get a glass of water, and then he came to your side to prop you up.

"Drink," he commanded, positioning the glass on your chapped lips. You complied and did so, feeling relief for your throat. Once you were finished, he gently laid you back on the bed and tucked you in, never once taking his eyes off you.

"How are you feeling?"

"Have been better," you quipped dryly. Then it dawned on you that he had never been this gentle with you before. He was showing care, which confirmed one theory you had about him: Sylus could be considerate when he chose to be.

The very fact that you ended back here didn't really faze you much, because in the end, you belonged to him out of all people. Just one thing that still didn't make sense in your mind: "What did you do?"

His burgundy eyes squared at you. "What?"

"There’s no way I could've survived that," you mumbled, trying to gauge his reaction. "You must’ve done something."

“Ha, when it comes to these things, you’re sharp,” Sylus said with a light scoff, and you frowned.

"Answer me."

"Aether Core," he supplied. "It was now in you, repairing your coronary system."

"You..." you were rendered speechless. "You—what? You infused my heart with a Protocore...?"

Just like the one in his eye, he had implanted you with that dangerous fragment that was from something as horrific as a Wanderer. The very thought made your breath hitch.

"Stay calm," he commanded, his hand found yours when he noticed your horrified expression, squeezing it as if to provide some sort of reassurance. "You'll be fine."

"H-how... why..."

"That was your only chance, or you would’ve been dead." Sylus' tone was harsher now, his jaw set firmly. "I keep telling you not to rush in carelessly, and yet you did. Did you even know how bad your state was when I found you? No, you didn't."

The way he spoke made you feel as though you were being blamed, and overwhelmed with your frustration, you retorted sharply, "No one asked you to save me."

Awkward silence lingered for a good one minute after your jab. You turned away from him, feeling conflicted, because you knew you should be grateful that he did so, because it meant the Aether Core inside you now was the one he had been looking for in that auction.

He gave it up to save you.

Still, it confused you.

“If I died...” you began, bitterness creeping into your voice. “Then it just means I’m no longer useful to you. You always discard things that no longer serve your purpose.”

You turned back to him, meeting his impassive gaze. “So why? Did you pity me after discovering my feelings? Is that why?”

There are many labels in your relationship. Master and servant. Onychinus leader and his right-hand woman. But you were also his lover, even unsaid. Was that fact that did it? Or a mere charity for the weak, you?

Suddenly, Sylus placed his palm over your chest, right where your heartbeat pulsed. You stiffened, bracing for some sort of impact.

But no, it wasn’t anything sensual like he usually did. His hand—large and warm—was a comforting presence, resting on your chest and feeling the steady rhythm of your heartbeat.

"Haven't I told you that I never act out of pity?" Sylus' voice was strained but softer than usual, his deep burgundy eyes holding yours. "Do you really need me to spell it out?"

You didn't dare to look away, for the moment of truth was right in front of you.

"My only regret is not being able to pull you back," he said quietly, his tone somber. "I shouldn't have let you get hurt."

Oh. You blinked, taking in his sincere words, something inside you softening and warming at his words.

You had noticed it too. Despite his roguish exterior, he had always looked after you during your time together. It was just that you hadn’t dared to hope for more.

“The naughty little kitten has managed to worm her way into me, it seems,” he chuckled then, flashing you that cocky smile. “So now, she has to be held responsible for her actions.”

His red gaze narrowed as he added. “Moreover, since I have saved your life— you owe it to me not to throw it away so easily. So you can’t rush into danger carelessly again, you hear?”

Those playful remarks were enough to dispel your doubts and insecurities. They answered everything you had been questioning, and knowing it, finally you let out a relieved sigh and exasperated snort. “You shameless bastard...”

And when he leaned in to place a fleeting, innocent kiss on your forehead, you realized that, in his own way, he saw you just as you saw him, even if only a little.

Sylus settled into the bed beside you, wrapping his arms around you and letting your head rest on his arm. Tonight, there were no passionate kisses, no steamy foreplay, or dirty talks— just you being alive and well in his embrace.

“How long have I been out?”

“Three weeks, woman. Luke and Kieran keep mourning you everyday.”

“Three weeks?! How did you manage without me for that long?”

Sylus glanced at you, a contented smile on his face as he held you close. “It’s been horrid.”

Neither of you would be caught dead saying “I love you”, and yet, regardless, you knew that right this moment meant so much more.

[sunderingstars]

So how do you think Zayne, Xavier and Rafayel would react when their s/o has a boy best friend, purely platonic but makes other people have second thoughts about their relationship.

Hehehe have a good day, write this if your okay with this 🪐

boy best friend (l&ds x reader) ♡

what the stars reveal: 1.2k, no gender signifiers used for reader, established relationship, ✨jealousy✨ but with a healthy dose of respect partner juice, surprisingly well-adjusted xav, half-headcanon half-prose, slight allusions to lore if you squint

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ જ⁀➴ hello !! thank you for giving me an excuse to write jealous rafayel >:3 the love & deepspace brainrot is so real for me right now, hope you enjoy !

— zayne is really good at hiding it, but his tiny mannerisms bleed through enough to make it clear he’s worried. it’s not that he has an issue with you having guy best friends, it’s just that everyone else seems to assume you two are together despite zayne standing right there. 

Zayne just stares. Blinks. Stares. Blinks again. You have to nudge him as a reminder that he is, in fact, in public, and that introductions are usually reciprocated by both parties. As soon as you make contact, it’s like a switch flips.

He breezes through his name, occupation, and a firm handshake (not too loose, not too tight), making it look so effortless that you almost forget he’d frozen like a statue as soon as he laid eyes on your best friend. Almost.

He does his best to hide it, but it’s clear something’s wrong. The slight clip to his voice, the furrow of his brow, the hesitance in his eyes when he looks at you — they may be imperceptible to the untrained eye, but all the telltale signs are there. It’s only a matter of time before you get an answer out of him.

“I’m an adult. I don’t worry about those kinds of things,” he says when you voice your suspicion a few days later.

“Uh-huh.”

“It’s true,” he continues when you shoot him a disbelieving look, shuffling the papers on his desk in an attempt to seem nonchalant, “I have absolutely no problem with him.”

You don’t say anything else, simply fix him with a deeper look and cross your arms. He doesn’t crack. It takes a whole five minutes of him pretending to go back to work before he sighs and makes a show of signing something.

“I may,” he says, setting the pen down gently, “Be slightly… somewhat…”

“Jealous?” you finish.

“No,” he says. “Annoyed.” Then, quickly, “Not at you. Or him. Just everyone else.”

You don’t quite understand. “Everyone else…?”

Now it’s Zayne’s turn to fix you with a look. “You can’t tell me you didn’t notice.”

Notice what? you want to ask, but refrain since you don’t want Zayne thinking you’re more oblivious than you already are. You rack your brain for something, anything that you can remember from that day, until…

“Oh,” you say. You do remember getting quite a few stares even before you and your friend coincidentally ran into Zayne. At first, you thought it was because you were still in uniform, but you realize now that it may have been for a completely different reason.

Zayne doesn’t respond, just taps his fingers against the wood of his desk, a nervous tic.

“Those were people who got the wrong idea,” you continue. Then, when his mouth dips into a frown, you move to stand beside him. “I don’t mind hunting them down and telling them just how wrong they were.”

At this, his frown begins to lift. “You don’t need to do that.”

“I would, though.”

He looks at you clearly for the first time in a few days, a hint of amusement sparkling in his eyes. “Really?”

“Yes, really,” you say. You maneuver yourself between him and the desk, falling into a half-straddle. “I’d go to their house, knock on the door, and tell them exactly how Dr. Zayne and I make out every Friday eveni—”

You feel his hand brush against your mouth, closing it.

“Alright, alright,” he interrupts with a small smile, “I get it. I’m secure enough in our relationship not to worry.” He pauses for a moment, then says, “Just don’t miss any checkups.”

“I’ll be right on time, as always,” you say, pressing a kiss to his temple. “And if anyone asks, i’ll tell them exactly who my boyfriend is.”

“Thank you.”

— xavier isn’t sure why you think he’d be annoyed, since your best friend seems nice enough. if anything, you’re the one that seems nervous, broaching the topic with him only to realize he hasn’t minded from the start.

Xavier looks a bit confused. His eyes shuffle between your face, his phone, and the twisting hands in your lap, a small, awkward smile beginning to spread on his face.

“Am I supposed to be… worried?” he asks.

“Are you?” you respond.

This prompts a light chuckle from your boyfriend. He shifts on the couch, turning until his arm rests on the back and his body is angled towards you. “Not really. What about you?”

You shrug. “Maybe a little.”

This seems to surprise Xavier, and you can’t blame him. You’re a bit surprised, too, given that most people’s roles would be flipped in this context.

Still, you can’t help it. Even though you’ve known your best friend for years — much longer than you’ve known Xavier — you don’t want your boyfriend to feel like he’s being overshadowed in his relationship with you. However, it currently seems like those worries are unfounded.

“Well, the way I see it…” Xavier leans in, brushing his lips against your temple, “… it’s wonderful you have so many people to share your life with.”

“You really think so?” you ask, just to make sure.

“Of course. Although…” He leans back, then, mid-afternoon light filtering through the window and washing his features soft gold. His eyes sharpen like sun rays piercing through a cloud. “… if he ever gives you trouble, let me know.”

— rafayel is very loud and clear about his jealousy, and you can count on him to become clingy after you hang out with your best friend. ultimately, you know he doesn’t mind nearly as much as he says he does, so you’re happy to indulge his want for attention if it means you can comfort him when he’s insecure.

Rafayel, as he is wont to do, makes his feelings known immediately and with such startling clarity that at first you think he’s joking.

“You’re serious?” you finally ask, the corners of your mouth tipping upwards into a smile while his stay fixed, pouting.

“Of course I am,” he says. He glares at the empty air beside you head as if it wronged him in a past life. “I mean, it’s fine and all, I guess, but we haven’t seen each other in four days. You haven’t even taken me plushie hunting. And yet…”

“And yet…?”

He crosses his arms and mumbles. 

“Use your words, Raf.”

He sighs. “You were with him all day. People were staring.”

“And so you’re jealous,” you deadpan, “because my best friend helped me with a case.”

“Yes!” he says, as if it’s the most natural thing in the world. “I could’ve helped too! If you keep going around without me like that, you’ll… you’ll…” Something changes in his eyes, and he clicks his tongue, looking away. “Whatever. It doesn’t matter.”

You know your boyfriend well enough by this point to grasp what he’s hinting at. Putting your own frustration aside, you lean in, the soft fabric of Rafayel’s shirt brushing against your fingertips. You plant a soft kiss on his cheek.

“I’m not going to forget you,” you say. Then, you find his arm, uncrossing it so you can take his pinky in yours. “Promise.”

Slowly, slightly, the tension in his shoulders begins to release. 

“Can we go plushie hunting?” he mumbles. Then, “Just the two of us?”

You smile. “Of course.”

🩵 bonus hc 🩵: i mentioned it in zayne’s part, but i like to think he drums his fingers against any available surface when he’s nervous or worried. between that, pushing up his glasses, and fiddling with his pen, you can read his mood based off of how much he messes with the objects in his vicinity.

(also also rafayel is so petty when he’s jealous, i know this one is basically canon but i just love it sm ♡)

© 2024, written by sunderingstars. do not copy, repost, translate, modify, or claim my work as your own.

[tbaluver]

What Video Game/ Genre The Hashira's Play- Demon Slayer

a/n: just a silly idea bc my head is filled with gaming brainrot esp dress to impress

any likes and reblogs are always appreciated! enjoy! <3

genre: silly

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Giyu:

He's honestly a chill gamer and mostly just there to have fun and make friends. But never really chats with anybody unless someone talks to him first.

He duo's with Sabito a lot on games. Whatever games Sabito recommends to play, he'll play it. Sabito mostly carries him in FPS ( first person shooter ) games.

One time Sanemi and Obanai were on the enemy team and they won. He would be confused on why they would curse him out every time in the chat saying he was to 'easy' or that he sucks.

Sanemi:

Plays a lot of video games especially during his childhood. He would share his DS or Gameboy with Genya a lot during their childhood.

Mainly plays FPS games or any combat games. Literally anything competitive.

Mostly duo with Obanai in FPS games. He would curse Giyu out with Obanai anytime they would be on the opposing team.

Tries to play with Genya and he tries his best to not rage but eventually he does either at the game or at Genya. Ironically tells Genya not to play games like that anymore because people in the lobby can be toxic.

Would get in trouble a lot from yelling so much at the game at night.

Obanai:

Has played Overcooked with Mitsuri many times. He does not yell at her at all and is super patient when they do not get any stars on the hard levels. They would plan strategies together on how to defeat a level.

Sometimes plays FPS games but only when Sanemi asks him to get on. Will type mean things in chat with Sanemi whenever he sees Giyu on the opposite team.

Misturi:

Has so much fun playing overcooked with Obanai and they are so close to finishing the game. Would make comments about how if she were to drop food in her restaurant she would not serve it to her customers or how she would love to make a recipe like that in real life.

She would play cooking games like Cooking Mama or Good Pizza, Great Pizza. Would literally give a generous amount of toppings on Good Pizza, Great Pizza and would already have 5 stars in her restaurant.

Plays other games like Episode or The Sims or Just Dance. Would have the cutest family in the coziest home that she made on The Sims. She would also be really good on Just Dance.

She would also play Otome games because men irl suck and Obanai won't confess to her yet.

Tengen:

He would be really good in Osu! or any rhythm game. Has also played Fortnite Festival and has the top score in all his friends lists.

Duo with Rengoku often in FPS games. He would also have a big ego when playing any competitive match. "I'm a god in this game"

Rengoku:

Plays a couple FPS games and duos with Tengen.

Plays with his little brother and helps carry him in any game he needs. Usually just loves to spend time with his little brother and plays whatever game he wants.

Played with Sanemi and Obanai a couple times. Sanemi would yell in the mic and have his ears ringing so Rengoku wouldn't notice how loud he actually talks on the mic until Sanemi yells at him.

Shinobu:

Not the biggest fan of playing video games on her free time.

I don't know why but I think she could have fun playing horror games or likes playing chill games like Stardew Valley.

She tried to play an FPS game and played the role as a healer and never picked up the game ever again.

Muichiro:

Would have a hand me down of a DS or gameboy and have loved video games every since.

Have played a lot of video games and plays a lot of games that are trending.

Right now he plays a lot of Minecraft and Roblox.

Teaches the Kamaboko Squad on how to play. They would have a realm and try to beat the enderdragon together.

Gyomei:

He's blind but I feel like the kids would include him in an game they play. I feel like he would like playing story games where choices matter. He would carefully pick the choices and actions so he can save all the characters.

[misc-obeyme]

is Barbatos brainrot real? Have you a morsel of rot sire?

I mean, MY Barbatos brainrot is very real. And I have way more than a morsel, friend. It's more like an entire feast. Just take a look at his part of my masterlist and you'll see what I mean lol.

I kinda have two modes of brainrot for him. Either I'm thinking about his phenomenal cosmic powers or I'm thinking about the tender quiet moments when he allows himself to just exist. And how those two different parts of him interact with MC.

I always come back to the small things. When he tells MC about his favorite tea. When he consults MC before deciding what type of fresh flowers to put in his room. When he notices if MC isn't feeling well. When he admits to MC that he's tired.

Yes. Barbatos is a capable demon. He's a powerful demon. He's the master of time and space, even when he's dedicated himself to Diavolo and only uses certain powers with permission. A restriction he placed on himself as a way to atone for some past wrong. Intense, mysterious, secretive.

And yet when he's with you, sometimes he forgets all of those burdens. Your smile fills his mind until everything else is gone and all he feels is happy. The touch of your skin against his is a sensation that fills his every sense. When you're all there is. When your love permeates even the most painful of his secrets.

Then all Barbatos wants is to be with you. He wants you beside him while he's baking. He wants your opinion on what to serve the Young Master for dinner that day. He wants to see you with the Little Ds, with the brothers, with the angels - the people you love, the way you're so full of light and life.

And he refuses to think about what may happen to you, a mortal, when time inevitably runs out. He tucks that thought away. He'll deal with the demon he'll become when it happens. Barbatos only lets his danger show when you aren't around to witness it.

[mercyillustrator]

Happy belated 23rd Anniversary to my favorite childhood show of all time

So this time I’m drawing them gijinka but with anime 2000s art style with those little cutesy chibi and umm I wanna to say thank the show for raising me as a kid who brings so much inspiration like my comic being made as Y2K as my dream artstyle and aesthetic. Drew them in a mixture of Kirby anime artstyle and Y2K artstyle cuz feeling like I’m living in early 2000s. Kirby anime is an awesome show that brings me joy as much I remember playing Nintendo N64, GameCube, DS and Wii when it comes to watching those show back then and all thanks to that for bringing me into GSA brainrot. Also I drew Kirby with his gijinka self with his chibi friends :3

(Playing Y2K late 90s music on my playlist hehe and growing up with this artstyle in my internet days around 2008-2010 has got me plus it reminded me that time I listen to Nightcore and Daycore)

- 💠🎨Mercy🎨💠

Kirby himself with his human version without his friends (though I posted late on his anniversary) :>

[amberinn]

Decided to share all my drdt related ideas so that you guys could hear about them at some point

Btw you can yoink and take and do any of those if y'want, with credit and stuff

Fuck 'm struggling with this... My lord

I also have MORE like 1/4th of a notebook+ pinboard full of those haha ;

It's a lot, believe me.

Eeveelutions!

Eevee - Min Jeung

Flareon - Ace Jockey (?)

Jolteon - J Moreno

Vapeoreon - Arei Nageishi 

Umbreon - Xander Matthews

Espeon - David Chiem

Leafeon - Hu Jing

Glaceon - Arturo Giles

Sylveon - Whit 

(Nucleon - Charles) (As in from Pokemon Uranium?)

Shiny eevee - Teruko

Shiny umbreon - Teruko post

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Say something

I can't

Then you havе forced my hand

Xander

Lower your weapon

No can do

Don't make me fight you, brother

Xander, Xander, Xander

Teruko, Teruko, Teruko

There is no price he won't pay

I am not letting you get in my way

*Teruko gets stabbed by Xander*

My brothers, why?

How are we supposed to trust you now?

Now your time has come, your luck's run out

Now, the time has come to shut you down

You relied on wit and then we died on it

Woah-oh-oh

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You can relax, my friend

Huh?

I can tell you're getting nervous

So do yourself a service

And try to relax, my friend

I'm fine, Eden

Think of all that we have been through

We'll survive what we get into

I know that you're tired of the war and bloodshed

Tell me, is this how we're supposed to live?

Look at how you grip your sword, enough said

Why should we take when we could give?

You could show a person that you trust them

When you stop and lower your guard

Here we have a chance for some adjustment

Give it a try, it's not that hard

I'm telling you

This life is amazing when you greet it with open arms

Whatever we face, we'll be fine if we're leading from the heart

No matter the place, we can light up the world, here's how to start

Greet the world with open arms

Greet the world with open arms

(Welcome)

Stay back (stay back)

My friend, greet the world with open arms

We're only here for food (food)

Six hundred friends are waiting for us to show our faces (food)

Stay back, I'm warning you (food)

If we don't get back safely

My men will turn this place into blazes (here you go)

See?

This life is amazing when you greet it with open arms

Whatever we face, we'll be fine if we're leading from the heart

No matter the place, we can light up the world, here's how to start

Greet the world with open arms

Greet the world with open arms

My friend, I wish that I could say that I agree

But look at the way this fruit is glowing and filled with glowing seeds

It took me a while to notice just what kind of fruit they eat

It's a lotus, it controls your mind and never lets you free

That's what we'd get with open arms

Lotus eaters

I'd like to show my friend that kindness is brave

Could you tell me where there's other food to eat?

(The cave)

A cave!

You're saying there's a cave where we could feast?

And where do we sail to find this food-filled cave?

(East, that way)

Thank you!

(Welcome)

This life is amazing when you greet it with open arms

I see in your face, there is so much guilt inside your heart

So why not replace it and light up the world, here's how to start

Greet the world with open arms

Greet the world with open arms

Greet the world with open arms

You can relax, my friend

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"you will be my girl my girl my girl my girl

you will be my world my world my world my world" - lyrics

Them repairing each others hearts

More papa susheria, ice creameria, donuteria brainrots 

Them during pride

‌The moment Charles realises hes in love

‌(Whit is making batter for cupcakes and has a sliver of cake mass on his cheek and Charles reaches up to brush it out as Whit turns to look at him)

Charwhit playing DS.

One really desiring the other

Them baking with each other

Both of them using Tumblr

Charles with a bnnuuyy (Whit with a bnnuuy too they adopt all the bnuuys the bunny couple everrrr)

‌Them dancing in the rain

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Them chilling in animal crossing esque room, on the island, fishing generally

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Charwhit fishing some sort of cool science fish 

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Rose Lacroix eating doritos

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Areden 

Sweet like honey

Sweet like a summer day

Sweet like honey

Sweet like a summer day

Sweet like honey

Sweet like honey honey

Sweet like honey

Sweet like a summer day~

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Whit pinning Charles down on the bed 

‌Whit protecting/shielding Charles from others when Charles is having a meltdown to give him some privacy

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He's a bombshell blonde, wired up to detonate 

I'm James Bond, live to die another day

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‌Charles distracting someone so Whit could sneak in 

Them meeting (Whit greeting a new neighbour)

Whit teaching Charles how to use a car

‌Charles and Whit creechurs 

Cat flower bouquets (also heart shaped for Whit OR Charles)

Whit on a really pretty pastel pink bike cycling to Charles

Them cuddling

Charles commenting how the cats in the village have been dissapeared along the same time monoTV agents have been appearing, Whit saving kittens from cages distracting monoTV

"Cha!" "What, do I call you Whits...?"

"No! Whit, not Whits"

The agents have left this area, you have now unlocked the flower garden!

You can use this location to collect flowers 

Them surrounded by flowers in a flower room

Charles and Whit catching some fucked up fish for a science experiment

- Them in different outfits

- Them in each others room (Charles, Whit)

- Them on the Night Market (Charles, Whit)

- Them flirting on the Night market (booths near each other)

- Zombie apocalypse setting

- Wearing each others clothes

Prince CHArming?

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That one song that goes 

"Argh ahh ahh shit, no no no no no no no no no no no, BITCH, SHIT NO, DAMN IT, FUCKING GOD, AGH, STUPID, goddamnit come on Man! Fuck, oh fucking god, fuck, no, why, good, no! Fucking kid.. whatever! Oh. No. ArGHH--"

For everything that goes wrong in drdt

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It really does give the Xander reaches for Teruko and dies, Teruko reaches for Xander and watches him die, Teruko isolates herself, Eden gives her hope narrative

https://youtu.be/ChVV5EVL4W4?si=TyHsL-VgXITQ7_rc

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It's Eden and her girlfriend Arei and her boyfriend Whit and his boyfriend Charles and his girlfriend Teruko and her girlfriend Veronika and her boyfriend Arturo

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Whitrei laying on the grass 

A sliver of grass on Whit's nose as he looks up, Arei digging the dirt and plomping it down on Whit's hand

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‌Charuko where Charles comes back with a grocery back and Teruko is the queen of the crows //both prompts are claimed by my bestie mercuriee theyre actually not up to being yoinked

‌Charuko where Charles and Teruko are plopped down on a lot of fluffy pillows in a nice bed

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‌Whit cuddling into Charles hand a blushing mess

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https://youtu.be/B85mAai1XZI?si=PHFr3tIL00sFJsIN

Iruoma  ?  And Harumiu irukawa....

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‌Whit finds Charles who is trapped in a mirror, lacking a real friend he befriends him

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Charwhit au where both of them fail to become ultimates and end up going to school that teaches programming

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Teruko:

Argh, it's just that... *brushes finger across a photo of Xander *

Whit: *snatches it and ties it to a brick and throws it out the window *     Isn't here!

Teruko:  WHIT.

Whit: out of sight out of mind, isn't he?

In a cool room

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Charwhit dancing in that snowball christmas decoration except the insides of that ball are their life

‌Charwhit inspired boba recipes

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https://youtu.be/ph9vQASpv6M?si=Ecu27a5yPsdPY9mt

Charwhit 

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Whit kissing Charles with a draining kiss

Whit kissing Charles collarbone

Charwhit in pokemon trainer gear with a litten between them

Charwhit sensually pre kissing in various shades

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Whit hanging out with Rose in winter outfits

Whit when Rose is painting 

Whit kissing Rose's nose while she is painting something 

Whit kissing Rose's cheek while she's having hot chocolate 

Whit kissing Rose's forehead while they're cuddling on the bed

Rose patting Whit's hair while they're sharing an electric blanket heating up

"It's such a rush, girl

Everytime we touch, girl"

They’re upstairs downstairs neighbours who fall in love au when - missmercuriee's idea

Au ideas where Whit is in a cute heart pink punkband of sorts idk and Rose loves it and is payed to design a poster for their next concert - missmercuriee's idea

Rosewhit slow dancing

Love grows where my (rose)mary goes by Edison light house but it’s just rosewhit - missmercuriees idea and i need to listen to the song

I like the dynamic of aloof quiet girl and loud flirty guy

I was thinking more over how Rose is struggling with everything that is traumatising and Whit is like a soft bandaid and a kiss and a hug

Also Whit describing to Rose what his mom looked like or showing her a picture and Rose sorta just doing her best to recreate a memory Whit has of her

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Mai wchodząca na egzamin wiedząć że always to podpaski 

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Taco - Puppeteer EPIC

Acevid - Wrecking Ball // mother mother

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He’d make hu jing play the zither for him and he’ll pretend like he doesn’t care but sometimes when he misses her he watches her concerts on YouTube to hear her voice and fall asleep - huturo, miss mercuriees idea

Ace with a galarian zigzagoon

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"can't we be seventeen?

is that so hard to do?

if you could let me in...

I could be good with you!"

"People hurt us

Or they vanish 

And you're right!

It really blows... 

But we let go

Take a deep breath 

And go buy some summer clothes!" 

Charuko 

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If I can, If I can give them all the execution

Then I can, then I can be your only execution

If I can have you back, I will run the execution

Though we are trapped, we are trapped ah

I've , I've studied how to properly LO-O-OVE

Question me question me I can answer all LO-O-OVE

I know the algerbratic expression of LO-O-OVE

Though you are free, I are trapped, trapped in LO-O-OVE

Execution

MIN

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Just imagine being human, hating your confusion

Denying 'til it's proven, laughing at illusion

Thinking institution's the solution

While tyranny and irony float in its pollution

Imagine reducing yourself to your name

Janet, you've got no one else you can blame

You've stuck all your conscience inside of your brain

Charwhit

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Rose is really artsy cause she’s the ultimate art forger so she makes Whit funny looking socks all the time //missmercuriee's idea

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Rocket ships will take off

Whether you're in them or not

And it's sad, but it's the truth 

The world will still turn without you

And when your bones turn to earth

You'll ask me---

What was I worth?

I'll simply plant a flower above you...

And you can watch it grow

You can watch it grow

You can watch it... grow

Whit

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Charuko where Charles buys Teruko tiger lily

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J Moreno 

Copyright copyright copyright copyright 

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Xander with a slip "take action" and red and blood

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Goals and values with Charles Cuevas and Whit

Charwhit red string of fate Whit tangles in it

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Charuko cuddling after an investigation 

Asking about Teruko's stitches 

gently touching through the clothes 

Curled up into Charles body 

Sighing 

Teruko holding onto Charles for protection and from pain 

Charuko where they're at a shop looking over at their wedding bands (the newly weds)

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"Nicolas, take the animals from the living room. Now"

"Ma... My name's Nico...?" ;

(While they're reading a book or something)

"Yes 

Yes

Yes

Yes

Yes

Yes

Yes"

Stop spamming me, what the fuck I'm on the stage 

Sorry, my phone crashed 

Honest mistake? My bad

Xanvid

Arei: Mamo, jak to jest mieć najlepszą córkę na świecie?

M: Nie wiem kochanie, musisz zapytać babci 

Levi: Przepraszam

We wtorki mi odpierdala (after the trial)

What's up Nico? 

You're sitting there pretty quietly

(Social interaction, uh oh)

Whit to Charles: 

You know if we met under normal circumstances February 15th this year would be a greeaaaaat birthday party...

Charuko fanfiction where Teruko laughs and banters with Charles as he treats her burn //this IS an actual fanfiction i just wanted to do fanart of it, also why is there only 7 works underneath the Charuko tag wtf i expected more out of this fandom /j

What do you mean I can't come there in jeans 

It's a special occasion, Whit.

But I don't have those kinds of clothes 

Charwhit at school

That gay triangle, but it's just a gay rainbow filled Whit drawing full of symbolism (and or David maybe)

Charles and Whit meet for the first time on Valentine's day

David Chiem eating peanut butter straight out of the jar

Love you so - Xanruko 

 microwaving Charles under that tan machine

Teruko getting a hallucination of Min watching her sleep full of care, before she feels her chest tighten and as Min fades Teruko breaks out into a sob and decides to skip going out that day

i am so happy for you and your ugly fucking boyfriend im serious <- Teruko to Xander about David

Idolising a politician is like believing the stripper really likes you

I need a cigarette and to die - Teruko

Whit kissing Charles hand

(Did you know that the knuckles are an erogenous zone?)

Don’t worry Nico, Ace is just a hater - David

It’s okay I’ll discipline him - Hu Jing (I said that haha)

Min eating bubbly chocolate Milka

Someone: Wait wait wait, is this about Xander? (To David)

Whit: You’re gonna trigger an allergic reaction, careful there! (I said that as well I love DM induced content ideas)

David: *opens his mouth as if to speak*

Whit: There it goes! (Tgere its goes !) *laughing

Arturo with an Altaria

Hu Jing with Swanna (aaaaa it’s like Xan Bing!!! :DD) // Xan Bing isnt exactly what shes called i just don't know chinese v well, me and mercuriees idea

Nico Hakobyan using a yes/no generator wheel to decide whether to murder Ace (it landed on yes)

Nico: This sounds wrong

Hu Jing: THAT’S PLAIN UP WRONG

Teruko: You’ve got that wrong 

Whit: me and my boyfriend are making a new way of creating a chemical war weapon (mentions)

Hu Jing: Come here Arei, and YOU fucker! I bet I can beat BOTH OF YOU. (Ace)

J, sarcastic: Hi fucker! 

Did you stop in to see my mom?

An old and beat up fishing rod (Teruko’s)

Teruko fishing in pokemon 

(shiny magikarp)

David: I feel so sigma with that Ohio gyatt rn 

Kneel before me Whit Young 

Your ass is so flat it’s low placement is not even on the list 

What in the sleep deprivation is this man 

Trans Charles or something 

Rose with Morellul 

Whit with Fidough and Swirlix making Swirlix super sweet pancakes (headcanon that his taste in food is so sweet it’s atrocious, because he makes overly sweet food all the time to keep his pokemon soso healthy)

Also Solosis 

MonoTV with Duraludon protecting it

Min with Ralts

David with a Seviper

Min feeding her Ralts experience candy (eating it herself aswell)

Whit holding his phone by the charger (on his wallpaper is a picture of Arei hanging)

Min and Eden chilling in that Polish Warsaw clock palace 

Veronika and Eden in Polish old town in Warsaw

Charwhit hanging out 

(Whit being a priority)

Whit being excited and looking forward to smooching Charles 

These two creating a love potion

Whit emberrasing Charles by telling him everything that’s just so goddamn good about him

Them cuddling in the relaxation room

Charles trying to be more outgoing (mostly with Whit)

Whit afraid of the visions he sees, if not hopeless 

Three things you love about your life:

-Sweets(?)

- Your mom

- Charles

What inspires you (Marie Curie idk lmao)

What is your big dream? (W: to get into a relationship)

Something you are currently working on (place in here one fun chemical experiment)

How do you procrastinate?

With Charles <3

What are you grateful for?

Whit

One small step you can take towards your big dream, but it’s just Whit holding Charles face nervously 

What bad habits do you have?

Nico and Ace as that 

Your fursona is cringe meme

[jadeazora]

Sun and Moon's anime artstyle was fine. This isn't quite a controversial take anymore, but back in the early days of Gen7, it was pretty reviled. (The Sun and Moon games, up until the UBs and the full extent of Lusamine's insanity were revealed, were pretty light-hearted: our main rival was a chill guy who just wanted to eat malasadas and vibe most of the time, the apparent villain team was a bunch of punk kids, the island challenge is more of a traditional coming of age journey over a quest to be the best, and the League isn't even a thing until about 2/3 of the way thru the main story. And with how Hau and/or Lillie accompany you for most of the story, it feels like a fun island vacation with friends. I feel the anime does a pretty great job at showing the more relaxed atmosphere Alola had--Ash even comes to Alola on vacation originally--, and the more shonen, "intense" artstyle XYZ had just wouldn't have been fitting. I will admit to not liking Ash's design, but everyone else looked fine.)

I don't like Leon or Iono, their showboaty personalities just kinda rub me the wrong way. They're not bad characters really, it makes sense in-story why they are the way they are with being celebrities, it's just not a vibe I'm particularly fond of. (Leon annoys me more tho since the writers basically use him to block the player from more interesting developments in SwSh's storyline.)

SV, despite its technical issues (which is a fair complaint, they definitely needed more development time!), was excellent. Between it, PMEX (the story side of things anyway) and PLA, it feels like we're entering a new golden era of Pokemon for me, I haven't enjoyed the games this much since the DS era, and it really makes me excited for PLZA!

HZ has been better to me than most of Ash's series. (And there's still plenty of time for it to surpass my previous favorites.) I like a series that I can speculate on, and that was kinda rare previously. Most I can really remember is if they would even have Team Plasma after the dropped two-parter and going thru a couple of years of them being no-shows, what Flare's plans for the Megalith would be, and how Lusamine fit into Lillie's trauma since it was pretty obvious it was tied into the UBs. But that's it, in all of 26yrs. Y'all've seen my brainrot over HZ, I haven't shut up about it recently. It's infinitely worse than I ever was with Ash 😂

And as always, Flare is the best villain team in raw potential. It's just the main games bungled them, and their best portrayals between the anime, manga, and Masters all have their own niches. (Tho I think the anime and Masters do Lysandre specifically better, while the manga is the best showcase of the organization as a whole.) They're pretty much a genocidal secret police with the side info about them we're presented with, but they don't really showcase their creepier traits enough.

[bokettochild]

Hi, I've been following you lately. Your fictions are so awesome, they really made my day.

I'm currently looking for new works and came across your Opera House AU. It's a bit unfortunate that those main ideas and plot aren't quite on AO3(where I usually read most because I'm not good at English). So I follow your instructions to Tumblr to search by tag.

I don't know and I'm not sure but I have scroll down all the way to find the first post about the idea of it. Well... I've come to the post from 20/3/2023 and it not the first one(?). It seems like you've talked about it for a while before having the tag.

The story plot made me feel so curious because you've been talked about it for a while. What have happened? What are those about? What will happen next? So exciting, can't wait to know!

Sooo... If you don't mind, can you tell me about the first idea of it and the story line up until now. I'm really grateful and thankful for any ideas that will help me know more about the AU!

After all, thanks for answer me and please forgive me for bothering you. I love you so much! Wish you have a great day/night! <3<3<3 💗💗💗

Oh hi!

So, the opera house AU actually did only start around that time! I made sure tag all the posts with the appropriate tag, it's just that ny missing pieces you feel might have existed before exist only in Ds between myself and @/cantankerouscanuck, who I believe was one of the ones to start the AU rolling and really get me making it (him and @/mermain123)

The AU is still pretty new works wise, although I guess it's been around for over a year now!

The main plot is yet to be written, but would focus, theoretically, around a young Hyrule, who, freshly booted to the streets after out-growing foster care, is homeless and working a crappy job while trying to figure out life, and runs into Legend, who is, well, on the run from the cops (he's a graffiti artist in his spare time).

The two boys would sort of connect as Hyrule insists on helping the guy- who literally fell through a window of a (seemingly) abandoned building and landed him while he was trying to sleep there -back home. After this, they meet again and, attempting to help Hyrule in return, Legend gets him a job at the opera house where he's worked since he was small.

The main story would follow Hyrule getting familiar with the cast and crew of the opera and finding his own place among them, either as a performer himself or in some other role (so far unknown because that's something he has to decide for himself).

I fully intend to write this one day, but have a lot of other big stories in my head so it's been slow. that said, there's been so many great ideas, suggestions and prompts given to me that I did end up creating a few one shots for the story, focusing around the other Links and their own respective drama (mostly Legend and Twilight but trust me the OH AU Time brainrot is real rn)

If you have any further questions about the series, feel free to ask! I love talking about this one so very much and it's never a bother for me when I see messages or asks about it (it honestly brightens my whole day!)

[onebizarrekai]

SORRY MY BRAINROT IS INTENSE, to try to resolve this im going to write a little something! it's obvious dream (i might just use utmv names for the sake of my terrible memory) is the founder and top dog at justice reigns, i know ink is his mercenary and is the only one to take direct orders from him, but where does that place finch? is he above ink at 2nd or under ink at 3rd? if you have the time, could you maybe explain briefly what they think of eachother? moreso ink & finch and dream & ink for the sake of my plot, they'll be interacting and i want it to be as accurate as possible

just let me know if the asks are a problem and i'll stop sending them! i know it's an inactive work but the autism drives me LMAO

ok so, first off, ink isn't the only one to take direct orders from dream, if I said that in the past it may have been a mistake. (who the heck is getting orders from dream if only ink is taking orders from him hahaha) ink, for the most part, only takes direct orders from dream, not is the only one who does. for his status, ink is not part of the hierarchy in JR; he doesn't have the authority to give anyone orders. if dream tells ink to take orders from the justice division, he has to take orders from the justice division, but the justice division doesn't have power over ink by default. if JR has a hard or specific mission, they might send ink. (I feel like it would make sense for there to be more JR mercenaries than just ink. but it's a little late to contemplate changes to the lore)

finch is an officer of the justice division, but I don't know what exactly his status is supposed to be. I've said he's a captain before, but I feel like it only makes sense if he's 31, aka his fatal flaws age. so, take with that what you will. he could be young at 24 and be far ahead for his age but not in a position of full authority (think: a senior who gets put in charge of a smaller group, not the guy who goes to meetings) or he could be 31 and be a captain. that aside, I imagine that finch and ink don't really talk on a casual basis. their impressions of each other are probably limited to "that guy again," while passing each other in the hallway and likely some awkward small talk. they probably have worked together a few times and finch probably thinks that ink is too irresponsible and doesn't fully understand why ink works such an important job. (because he gets it done, somehow) they're kind of polar opposites. which does leave some room for an interesting dynamic if you think it's interesting.

as for whatever ink and dream have going on, they're kind of friends even though they're technically not supposed to be. in ds there is a tangible barrier of authority and power that would be difficult to overcome. not impossible, but difficult. they do still kind of have that "you're just my boss" relationship in fatal flaws which creates a little distance, but I think they could become friends more easily there because arthur isn't immortal and hasn't used any godlike power to gain a following.

[scumpatrol]

hmm i might as well finally show off my death stranding oc... siobhan kosling, porter and field researcher

back in the day i used to always imagine having an oc in the world of the game, she would live around the base of mountain knot city (close around the photographer and novelists son, but a little higher in the mountains right of his area), she would make bracelets and other small trinkets out of the chiral crystals in her spare time or when she couldn't sleep, but mainly just sort of did her job. she periodically worked alongside heartman bringing him what she would gather what she would find on her expeditions so now, with my ds brainrot coming back with the state of play trailer, i figured fuck it lets bring her to life. also with @ugh-my-back just enabling me with her bullshit, her oc layne will join the party soon 🧐 but anyway, this is her, i've tweaked her a bit here and there but i think im pretty happy with how she turned out. the only thing i wasn't expecting was for a certain someone to be as infatuated with her as i am 🤡🚬

[basket-of-cats-and-witches]

OC Ramblings: Kitty Hale (or Kit)

Unsurprising that this is happening considering how hard the Love and Deepspace brainrot has hit.

I'll tuck it under a read more (so I don't clog up everyone's dash...) but I've been having some general thoughts about her.

For those in the L&Ds fandom, Kit is my non-MC who's romancing Sylus. Clearly I write a lot about them, but he's her boss, and she's his assassin second in command. I actually didn't know this was a common trope until after I created her.

Oh, well. I love her too much to care, tbh. We can't all be unique, but putting your own spin on a classic can freshen it up a lot.

So now, to the Read More, and the ramblings. If you enjoyed this, please leave a like. It brightens my day when I see people enjoying my content.

Kit's general stats

Height: 5'11/180cm

Name: Camilla Kitty Hale (she goes by Kit)

Age: 26

Hair: Black, loose curls

Eyes: dark purple/brown (not heterochromia, just the particular shade I chose looks almost brown)

Birthday/sign: January 1st/Capricorn

I really enjoy Kit as an OC, and as a companion to Sylus. There's something about the ✨yearning✨ that's tasty, of course, with the canon story for Sylus and all our other LIs, but I opted for extreme slow burn and like recognizes like.

Kit's...a lot. She's been refined again and again so that she's not just my trauma dump character. There's always one, and you just gotta sort of shape them into their own thing.

She's fierce, loyal to a fault, and deeply vulnerable. I think that she's viewed herself as a tool for so long that it's created a sense of naivete, which is something Sylus clocks immediately.

When you're in survival mode for that long, most things get tossed to the wayside, and that includes relationships and intimacy.

This doesn't just mean romance, although it is a big part of it especially for Kit, but it does create some good tension and back and forth between her and Sylus. She's extremely skilled on the battlefield, well enough to keep pace with him (which is honestly a feat in itself), but when it comes to flirting, courtship, and what's in the bedroom, Sylus leads their strange push and pull.

I don't have the patience to write a true slowburn (especially bc a two year slowburn would be like 50k and I...hngh. I can't brainrot myself like that. I wouldn't get any work done. I'm already writing fic like crazy). But! It would be genuinely interesting to see it.

Sylus is a very direct character. He seeks consent from those he cares about, is blunt to a fault, and exceptionally intuitive. Whereas Kit knows her way around a battlefield, but has a tendency to bottle up and not talk about what's bothering her unless pushed. Probably because her backstory features her getting punished for expressing her personal thoughts.

There's a fun scene that I don't actually remember if I posted here where Sylus and Kit actually talk about it and her trauma a little bit.

-

“Is it okay for us to do these things?” She mumbled. Her hands dropped over his, smoothing over the ridges of his knuckles and finding the calluses of his fingers. “I just have a hard time feeling as if it's not some sort of…weakness. People like us aren't nice, do we deserve nice things? Do…I deserve things? What happens if I let myself relax and be…”

Kit hesitated for a second, before pushing on. “What happens if I want to be cute and girly, and someone uses that against me? Sometimes I feel like I'm only allowed to be the…” she trailed off, sighing.

Sylus smiled wryly. “The monster?” He supplied, his tone quietly bitter. “I've had a bit more room to come to terms with it, Kitty, so listen.” He spun her around, his hands settling on her shoulders. His eyes were dark, hollow and sad in a way that reminded Kit why they matched so well. “You're human, Kit. Specifics aside, you are, in fact, human. No matter what anyone says, you have a heart that feels deeply, that bleeds and beats like anyone else's. And it's because you have a heart that you deserve the same things as anyone else.

You're not a weapon, baby.” His soft voice made her lips tremble, her stomach twisting with the heavy weight of her emotions.

“Unfair of you to use that nickname now,” she whispered hoarsely.

Sylus smiled, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “We're not monsters,” he said. It seemed to be as much to himself as it was to her. “And if anyone tries to use your joy against you, you have me, the twins, and even Mephisto.”

She laughed wetly, her eyes shiny with unshed tears.

-

I've always loved the idea of two people teaching each other to move past their traumas. Honestly, in my personal opinion, part of growth and recovery from trauma is teaching someone else. My therapist talks about "parenting oneself" a lot, about being the parent to yourself that you may not have had in a way to sort of...help guide your brain towards healthier habits. And I apply that here as well. Mentoring someone who's not as far along as you but has similar trauma can help you, as well (be careful with that and consult professionals, I'm just a writer with my own baggage).

In teaching Kit to love and be loved, to be human again, it feels like Sylus is teaching himself as well. Not to mention that she often calls him out on his bad habits and keeps him in check. It's a push and pull, they're on relatively equal standing. I think that's why it's so easy to write them as a relationship, and why they mesh so fast even as a new thing. There's established rapport and even, dare I say, friendship that builds a very solid foundation for romance. There's good communication between them even when they're being stubborn, and the two never really have many misunderstandings.

-

“You-!” She bites out. “You've been grumpy and short with me since I got here!” Kit shoves the towel back at him, furiously wiping him down even as she snarls.

“I have been trying to follow your orders all day. ‘Kit, teach this kid’ ‘Kit, pour water on me’ I'm doing my best, Sylus! I want to be good for you! I want to follow your orders! I came out to the middle of the desert, no questions asked, on a dime, because you told me to! Cut me some slack and put those gentling gloves on, because I know you can! Now, lean down so I can dry your hair!”

Kit glares at him, and she instantly knows she's well and truly fucked. Sylus's eyes are a bright, burning red, the right one beginning to glow in a way that is as annoyingly arousing as it is terrifying.

And yet, he leans down quietly, bowing his head for her.

Without a word, she sweeps the towel over the wet strands. Her hands tremble. Despite her harsh words, despite losing her temper, she is, as ever, gentle with him. As if she were handling fragile and delicate glass.

Larger hands cover her own, and she can't help but flinch.

“Are you scared of me?” Sylus’s voice is ever-so-soft, almost tentative. There's a strangely raw edge to it, as if he anticipates the worst possible answer.

“No,” she whispers. “The ones I flinch from are ghosts, not you. Are you mad at me?”

As if he can hear her silent permission, Sylus steps forward, crowding her against the wall. His head drops to her shoulder. For a moment, all she can hear is the steady sound of his breathing.

It takes a moment, the heat of his body seeping into hers, Kit’s thin undergown the only physical barrier between them. Then, he speaks. “It’s…complicated. I'm not mad at you. You're not the only one with ghosts, Kit.”

(from my Lost Oasis piece)

-

Sylus made himself snap back to attention.

“Talk,” he said forcefully, his eye glinting. “I can't help you if I don't know what's wrong.”

Kit wilted further.

“...riod,” she mumbled.

Sylus tapped her forehead reprimandingly. “Louder.”

“I'm on my period!” She whined, her cheeks flushed bright red. “So please, kindly, can you fuck off? I hurt so much and I took medication and it's not helping!”

His eye twitched, and his hands settled on her hips, flexing in irritation. “I understand that you're hurting,” he said firmly. “You still don't have the right to talk to me that way.

I'm well aware you only snap at me like this when you need something but you feel embarrassed, so just tell me. Or I will leave you, and you won't be happy with me when you're done with your cycle.”

Sylus's tone was icy and flat, in a way it hadn't been in a long time.

Kit deflated. She looked down at her lap, the tip of her nose turning pink as she fiddled with her fingers.

“Sorry,” she whispered, swallowing hard. “You're right. I'm being unnecessarily cruel. That's not okay or fair to you.”

He leaned forward, kissing her forehead. “Thank you for apologizing. Now, tell me what you need.”

(from an unreleased fic that I probably won't post bc it's VERY nsfw)

-

Anyway, I genuinely love this pairing because, ironically, it's a very healthy relationship. They communicate, they hold each other responsible, and they help each other out. Despite the fact that they're both very much criminals, lmao.

Kit comes from a place with a lot of trauma, she was born in the Vagrant's Quarter, and she's very much another person who was once a kid desperate to survive despite the odds. Just because she has a healthy relationship with her adopted father and foster sister doesn't mean she's not constantly in the thick of it, and due to lots of backstory reasons, she can't stay away from the N109 zone and the career she was forced to have (not by Sylus).

There's something about abuse and "going back to what you know because it's easier than fighting against it and going it alone", and that's very prevalent in Kit's life.

If I were to do guesswork, I think that Sylus may have been the same when he was younger and more vulnerable. Even the terrifying leader of Onychinus was a child, once.

This is such a solid pairing to me, no wonder I have brainrot about them both.

If you've made it to the end of this rambling, thank you!! I hope you enjoyed all the little snippets and heavy topics. You're wonderful!

[koberabite]

Sk

Sk

Skibbidy toilet rizz

Mm

Banbanned from Ohio

Sorry mommy, mommy? I mean mommy, I mean sorry, mommy, mommy, jugs? Huh

Tits, knockers, double ds?..

Bros edging and sorry maxing

Bro lost his mewing streak

Mewing more like mommy? Sorry, mommy?

Crazy? I was crazy once.. they locked me in a room.. a rubber room. A rubber room filled with rats.. the rats made me crazy.. Crazy? I was crazy once.. they locked me in a room.. a rubber room. A rubber room filled with rats.. the rats made me crazy.. Crazy? I was crazy once.. they locked me in a room.. a rubber room. A rubber room filled with rats.. the rats made me crazy.. Crazy?

Baby, you make me crazy

Baby? Like five nights at Freddy's???

Me? Like I'm having a bad bad day

It's about time that I get my way

Steam rolling whatever I see, huh

Despicable me

Yall deserve some brainrot:

@ankle-breaker-101 @projectmoonlightproductions

[kibellah]

tag people you want to get to know better! i was tagged by @nsewell @aztarion and @kirnet tysm 🤸

tagging: @raphaelsboudoir @redaynia @waspgrave @ryssabrin @anoras @tunarath @voigtvir @spiceworld1997 @blighted-elf @ansburg and whoever else would like to do this :)

LAST SONG: insect loop - let's eat grandma

CURRENTLY WATCHING: the sopranos for the first time! in season 4 rn

THREE SHIPS: jimmy x kim from bcs, my kc florence x daeran from wotr, andddddd buffy x faith from btvs.

FAVORITE COLOR: PURPLE!!!!!

CURRENTLY CONSUMING: iced matcha and cereal🫶

FIRST SHIP: my farmer from harvest moon ds and witch princess LMAO i was soooo obsessed w her. baby's first evil gf crush. i was writing novels on the family computer about them. wanted to marry her BUT i had the glitched copy of the game where you couldn't :( littered and killed all my farm animals for NOTHING. and when i got ds cute and couldn't gay marry or have the bff system, i was upset but undeterred from my evil witch gf agenda

PLACE OF BIRTH: ohio

CURRENT LOCATION: sw usa

RELATIONSHIP STATUS: lol

LAST MOVIE: hm probably the nice guys

CURRENTLY WORKING ON: cork board but i started it in the middle of bg3 brainrot so it's like 90% astarion and minthara at the moment, so trying to recalibrate. also this crochet succulent kit that i have been slowly chipping away at(took it out of the box). AND this miniature greenhouse kit that has yet to leave the box....less so working on and more staring at i guess. since it's getting warmer, i also have to do my annual plant check to evaluate what plants of mine survived the winter and which ones have reached the end of their journey on my plant shelf. also which ones need repotting🤨