#keme

[thegentlemancollects]

[writer-of-worlds]

Happy birthday Keme ❤️

May you have many more with your beloved husband!!! :D

[renegadehustlers]

░We Are the░ ░Renegade Hustlers!░

Zucchi, Keme, Okra, and Brock have their own stories to tell what's it like blending in the crowd,it is their specialty! They see everything that goes on and make sure to put things in order even if it is life or death. Come down and ask them what it's like being behind the scenes of Lord Frieza’s ship and Z Fighters adventures!

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📂『ABOUT』📂

☆ Zucchi ☆

Personality:

She is bubbly in nature, very loyal to her superiors (specifically Tundra), charismatic, and she is a bit too agreeable. She also tends to be super cocky when fighting, even if she is losing a fight. Her past self is a mystery. However, she was once known to be ruthless.

Likes: Spicy food, video games (even though she’s not very good at it but has her moments), comfortable lifestyle,

Dislikes: Anyone bullying her sister Keme, hates being called old, and being treated like a child.

Fears: Being in closed spaces or being trapped in a small room.

Habits / Mannerisms:

She enjoys showing off her skills and naming random fighting styles that don’t make sense. She tends to be close and personal when it comes to fighting. Her ki blast will be her last resort.

Goals / Motivations: Having fun as much as possible.

□ Keme □

Personality:

She is quiet, and it is difficult to have a read of her tone. Her light humor is often mistaken as sarcastic and rude. She is passionate about her work. Whatever she puts her mind into it nothing gets in her way. She rarely shows her emotions to anyone except her sister. She does find small things to be beautiful in stressful times.

Likes: Biology, music, and sweets Dislikes: Being alone, losing, and being confused

Fears: Letting anyone get close to her or touch her tail.

Habits / Mannerisms: Zones out when she listens to really good music she likes, she makes a habit of talking to herself, tends to be creative with pulling pranks to the people she doesn't like, and making sure her appearance is perfect

Goals / Motivations: Wanting to find a new home and live a mundane life.

◇ Okra ◇

Personality: He can be loyal, challenging, and short tempered sometimes (but he's working on it). He can be very chill if given the chance for a while. He can come out more like a smart ass or lonely. He can also be sweet, but only if he tries. Likes: He likes Keme, but she doesn't know that. He likes spending time with people, even if he doesn't show it. He will say, "I don't dislike it." He's okay with food, but his favorites are mostly strawberries.

Dislikes: Having to see Keme being mistreated. He hates having losing streaks in a game or challenges. He despises people not listening to him. He doesn't like being alone.

Goals/Motivations: Finding his own adventure instead of following others.

○ Brock ○

Personality:

He's bubbly just like Zucchi, except he doesn't go head first into combat. He's rather strategic before fighting since he is weaker among the three. Although he is weaker, he is well liked on the ship. Possibly, his talents of playing music saves him from any flying punches to the face or his quick silver tongue gives them a reason to keep him around. Who knows! But he certainly loves the attention.

Likes: Music (he taught it to Keme), admiration by any fan, his fighting dance techniques, and loves everyone having a good time.

Dislikes: Spiders and roaches, or having an art block

Fears: Becoming the worst version of himself.

Goals/Motivations: Wants to find the love of his life so they can travel everywhere just the two of them.

[ninjastormhawkkat]

We have dadmight but what about grandpa might

Grandpamight spoils the grandkid(s) and tells embarrassing stories about the parents.

[everglowingremedy]

This is my dnd oc character blog!

Alistair: undead aasimir raised cleric but turned necromancer. Edgelord character. Family of religious fanatics and the chosen one of their God, who was anti undead. Currently working for an evil lich. He went from one bad extreme to another.

Avani: earth genasi, gender fluid but earth plane gender is seasons. In a fake relationship with a shape shifter. Worships the goddess of storms and erosion, family shunned for this bc its like worshiping death for earth genasi. His fathers were nobility, but after being shunned they moved to the middle of nowhere on the material plane.

Damien: half frost giant water cleric to a pacifist goddess, the rest of the party were murder hobos. Left at the water temple as a baby, under the care of master oolong. Personification of 🥺👉👈.

Dewey: minotaur cowboy fighter himbo. In love with his buff gf the town blacksmith April. Part of the army bc he doesn't know any better. Loves gorp and making animal friends (has a talking with animals enchanted earring!). Writes bad poetry.

Keme: aaracokra bard pretending to be a pirate. He was stolen and raised by a king and then framed for stealing from the king by his lover, a shapeshifter. I miss him I'm obsessed with him.

Patrick: sad appalachian dad. Human chef bard. One of those guys who goes into the woods and cooks a whole meal. Divorced dad of two whose wife was maybe a serial killer/ vampire? Undecided, I haven't played him yet.

Robin: my first character! Elf druid, pet scorpion, loved the spell bonfire.

Vasen: half orc phoenix fire sorceress, part of a rebellion, past lives bc in her original life her and a phoenix fell in love and now the phoenix lives inside her soul but vasen doesn't remember her or her past lives. Has a pet mouse and lives on the street.

Posts to build characterization are under info

Posts that have ideas I want to implement into a character but I haven't chosen which yet are under ideas

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how do i freaking use this app SJBAKHHAHAHAHHA

[whumperofworlds]

Ooooh boy.

Here is my Final Fantasy I OC, Keme, who I love torturing the shit out of!

(Art by @/propase on Twitter)

Keme is my happy-go-lucky Thief who usually cracks jokes, even at the worst of times. He can be serious if needed, though. He holds the Fire Crystal, and is currently married to my Monk, Drusus.

This guy went through so much. He was:

Nearly kidnapped

Kidnapped and held for ransom

Nonconned by a monster

Separated from his husband, Drusus, when they were brought to Final Fantasy Record Keeper

Was separated from Drusus for months

Had to face his aquaphobia to save his husband

Was captured along with his husband as prisoners of war and nonconned twice

Kidnapped by a cult trying to bring Chaos back to life, was used as bait for his husband, then forced to watch his husband get tortured

Thankfully, Drusus is there to keep him safe and comforted, and vice versa. They love each other so much 💕

And yes, I have a lot more planned for him 😈

reblog and tell us a bit about ur fave whump OC!!!

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[whumperofworlds]

Whumptober 2024 Day 1: Search

Now on AO3!

Tags: @gala1981 @whumptober-archive @crash-bump-bring-the-whump @rebelxwriter @expressionless-fr

@fourwingedsnake (let me know if you want to be tagged or removed!)

CWS: injury, missing person, near death, blood, rescue, male whumpee, male caretaker, whumpee x caretaker

Fandom: Final Fantasy: Record Keeper

A/N: Heya everyone!!! I know, it's been a while since I wrote anything. But I decided to do Whumptober!!! Anyway, I won't waste time. Here we go!

I only own Drusus, Keme, Veles, and Taika. Everything else belongs to Square Enix.

ENJOY!!!

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Search party / panic attack / "if only we could hold on."

"Drusus is not going to like this." Veles sighed as he and the team sans Keme retreated from the ninth realm.

And he was right.

When he learned that his husband was missing, Drusus immediately volunteered to search for him. While the Ice Cavern wasn't a hard dungeon, the freezing air, along with the monsters roaming inside, could potentially mean death to the missing thief if he stayed long enough. So Veles, Taika, Tyro, and Aerith tagged along in the search party just in case things get dicey.

Drusus and the others called out for Keme as they searched, their voices echoing deep in the cavern. Monsters had tried to attack them, but they managed to defeat them with ease. For hours, the team searched. And searched.

Yet, Keme was nowhere to be found.

Drusus grew desperate at this point. He began to bark orders to the others, despite Tyro's protests, telling the others to split up and look. Using his authority as a mercenary leader of his group back home, Drusus was able to guide the team well. He knew that Tyro was a Record Keeper, hence he should lead, but so far his plans didn't come to fruition.

"Veles, Taika, left cavern. Tyro, Aerith, right cavern. I got the middle. Come back here in an hour."

Tyro knew not to argue with someone who was desperate, so he went with Aerith to the cavern Drusus ordered him to go to. Veles and Taika did the same, and Drusus rushed into the middle cavern, searching for the love of his life. His eyes darted back and forth, his ears opened as he searched for anything that could point Keme's whereabouts.

"Keme!" Drusus called, cupping his mouth as he did so. His voice echoed, but he didn't hear a response.

Drusus cursed under his breath, as he continued searching. Last time he was seen, according to Tyro, Keme was with the team down this cavern. They were then ambushed by monsters, and Keme ended up getting separated from them. The team was injured, however, and they had no choice but to flee the scene.

"KEME!" Drusus called again, louder this time. No response still.

"Baby! Please tell me you're okay! If you can hear me, scr—"

He stopped when he stepped on something wet. The smell of iron hit his nose, as he froze for a few seconds. His eyes widened, recognizing the smell. He had known that smell for many years; being a mercenary stopping and even killing criminals and monsters had its cons.

He glanced down, and his eyes grew wider when he saw what he was standing in.

A puddle of blood. Ahead of Drusus were bloodied footprints on the ice, near two large icicles that protruded from the ground.

"Dammit," Drusus gritted his teeth, now knowing that it was Keme's blood. Keme was nearby, he just knew it.

He rushed forward, following the footprints that led him between the icicles. There. Crumbled on the icy ground. There was a figure curled up and covered in blood.

Upon seeing the green clothing, Drusus' breathing hitched as his heart nearly stopped. His eyes grew so wide his eyelids disappeared.

"KEME!" He screamed.

He squeezed himself through the icicles, shivering as the ice touched his skin. He then ran towards his beloved, his heart racing. He gathered his husband in his arms, picking him up. The thief's face was pale, and his skin cold to the touch. Large bloody gashes adorned his chest and abdomen, the gashes so deep, Drusus could see a large amount of blood pouring down.

Drusus' face paled, his breathing hitched as he gently shook Keme's unmoving body. Keme didn't stir.

"Keme?" Drusus whispered. "Keme, wake up. It's me, Drusus."

No response.

"Keme. Keme!" Drusus' whispering turned to shouting, as he shook Keme again.

Keme remained silent and still.

Tears began to fall down the monk's cheeks, as he sobbed. He buried his face in Keme's chest, not caring that his beloved's—his beloved's—blood smeared on his face. He cried, his heart breaking into tiny pieces at the realization.

Keme. His husband. The one he swore to protect. Was dead—

"D-Drussy…?"

Drusus stopped his pathetic crying, as he glanced down at Keme. Keme began to stir, whispering Drusus' pet name over and over. Keme's body shook—whether from the blood loss or the cold, Drusus wasn't sure—as he opened his eyes.

Drusus' eyes widened as he let out a gasp. More tears fell, but this time, they were happy tears.

Keme was alive. Keme was alive! Oh thank Cosmos.

"Keme!" Drusus whispered, hugging his beloved tightly, as if he was afraid of losing Keme if he let go. "Oh thank Cosmos, I-I thought you were…"

"I… knew you'd come," Keme whispered, returning the hug. Although, his hug was weak due to his waning strength.

"Of course I would, love," Drusus sniffled. "I-I was so scared when I found you. Please, don't scare me like that again."

"Hey," Keme chuckled, "I'm okay. I was just chilling while waiting for you."

Drusus couldn't help but snort. Despite nearly dying, Keme kept his goofy personality, much to Drusus' relief.

Kissing Keme on the forehead, Drusus then said, "Come on, let's get you fixed up."

Keme merely nodded, his arms around Drusus' neck as Drusus left the cavern to meet the others. Taika and Aerith immediately began to heal Keme, as Veles and Tyro used Fire spells to warm the thief up. Keme couldn't help but smile at the care he was given. He was so lucky to have a husband and good friends like them.

[thegentlemancollects]

[whumperofworlds]

I hope you don't mind me sharing my work based off of this! I love this prompt so much!

TWS: Blood, beating, homophobic slur, panic attacks

TAGS: @painful-pooch @randomlifeunit @thequestingbunny

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"Drus, babe?" Keme called, adjusting his trademark green bandana. He was usually the last person to get ready for the day, but Drusus falling behind was… unusual.

Keme was ready ten minutes ago. Drusus had yet to leave their shared bedroom. Perhaps he had overslept again? While he had since broken that habit once he and Keme were living together, it was still odd that he wasn't up yet.

Keme walked from the living room to their bedroom…

Only to hear what sounded like items being thrown around, along with frantic whispers from his husband. Keme raised a brow. What was going on in there?

"Uh… Drus?" Keme asked.

When he got no reply, he opened the door, and he froze upon seeing what was inside. His eyes widened, and his jaw dropped at the sight.

The bed sheets were on the ground, and every item, from clothing to even candles, were littered across the floor. In the middle of it all was Drusus, shaking and breathing heavily, his back facing Keme.

What Keme noticed, however, was the lack of his red headband tied around his head.

...Oh. Oh no.

"Drusus?" Keme called.

Hearing his full name caught the Monk's attention, and he turned to face his husband. Upon seeing the panicked expression on his face, Keme's heart broke. Tears were welling up in Drusus' eyes, and Keme could see nervous sweat beading down his face. His breathing was erratic, as if he was struggling to breathe.

Keme knew those signs. He had seen Drusus in that state before.

Panic attack.

"Love," Keme gasped softly, trekking through the mess to reach his husband. He took Drusus' shoulders, and he could feel the trembling from his usually calm husband.

Drusus opened his mouth to say something, but Keme interrupted him.

"Shh. Don't speak. Come on," he whispered in a gentle tone, leading Drusus to the bed. Drusus' body shook as he sat down on the mattress. His breathing was still quick and uneven, but Keme noticed him calming down a little bit thanks to his touch.

"Take a few deep breaths, love," Keme commanded in a soft voice. He took Drusus' hand, caressing his rough skin in order to tell him that he was here to help.

Drusus did as he was told. The first breath was shaky, but after a few more breaths, his breathing slowed. Eventually, it somewhat returned to normal.

"There we go," Keme said, rubbing Drusus' hand for comfort.

Neither of them said anything for a few seconds, with Drusus still trying to keep his breathing normal.

Seeing Drusus in such a state shattered Keme's heart. Drusus was usually a calm, no-nonsense man who always got the job done. Seeing him like this? It pained Keme to see him dealing with an attack.

"What happened?" Keme asked, rubbing the back of Drusus' hand. "Where's your headband?"

"I-it… it…" Drusus stuttered, but couldn't get the words out, as his breathing grew more erratic. He took the moment to take a deep breath, before letting it out through his nose. After a few seconds of deep breaths, he continued, "It's gone! I-I had it on my nightstand…" he gestured to the nightstand that was currently turned over. "And it-it's not there! I-I looked everywhere and I-I—"

"Shh," Keme shushed him gently, squeezing his hand lightly. "It's okay, love. It must have fallen off of the nightstand somewhere."

"I-I looked! I looked everywhere and—" Drusus reiterated, but was stopped when Keme placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Breathe, dear," Keme whispered. "We'll find it together. It should be here somewhere."

He knew how important the headband was to Drusus. It was a special gift from his old friend, Than, and Drusus had always taken excellent care of it after his passing. Even though eight years had passed, the headband was good as new.

Had Drusus misplaced it? No. He would never do that. He always made sure it was where it was supposed to be. He wouldn't be so reckless, especially with something as important as his headband.

Drusus sniffled, wiping off the tears from his face with the back of his hand. He nodded to accept Keme's offer to find it, and he said, "Th-thank you…"

"Of course." Keme said with a smile.

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Despite their best efforts, the headband was nowhere to be seen in the house. Drusus had since calmed down, but the fact that he couldn't find his headband frustrated him. It had to be somewhere in the house. It had to be. It couldn't just disappear off the face of the earth like that.

The next day came, and still no headband in sight. Drusus was close to another panic attack, but kept his cool. He had to find it later. For now, he and Keme had work to do.

During work, Keme had to do double takes whenever he passed by or talked to Drusus. The Monk was usually recognizable with his headband, but without it? He appeared to be a different person. It looked wrong. So very wrong.

Keme sighed, returning to the fort after a mission. Drusus was currently at his office, working on paperwork, so he was sure that he wouldn't see him for a few hours. As he walked through the hallway, his thoughts were on his husband.

Drusus appeared to be calm during work, but Keme could see that flicker of worry on his face. He knew what he was thinking—he was worried where his headband was. After thorough searching yesterday, it was nowhere to be found. He wasn't sure what happened to it, but he was sure that it was in their house somewhere. It couldn't just grow legs and walk out.

Keme shook his head. He shouldn't be thinking about that now. He had to focus—

"Did you see the look on his face?"

Keme stopped upon hearing a voice in the nearby room. The voice was unfamiliar; who was that?

"Yeah, that was hilarious!" Another voice said.

Keme raised a brow, before he backtracked to the room the voices were coming from. He peeked from behind the wall and spotted two men standing and looking down at something in one's hands. From his view, he couldn't see what one of them was holding.

He recognized them almost immediately. Jed and Bob, two new recruits who were working here for a few weeks now. From what Keme had gathered, they were excellent with their work, but they were poor at teamwork when it came to the other mercenaries. Keme had remembered lecturing them to buck up at it, but besides that, he didn't really interact with them much.

"It was surprisingly easy to get it. Picking the lock wasn't that hard!" Jed laughed.

"Right?" Bob agreed with a chuckle of his own. "How stupid can he be?"

"For a so-called Warrior of Light, he sure didn't have any smarts."

Keme's eyes widened. He wasn't sure who they were talking about, but he knew that he and three others were the only ones who were the Warriors of Light.

And that included Drusus.

"He'll never find it," Bob chuckled. "That headband would probably get us a few hundred Gil."

At that mention, Bob inadvertently moved his hands slightly, and Keme could see a line of red.

Keme's heart nearly stopped. He recognized what it was—he would recognize it anywhere.

Drusus' headband.

"I don't think so!" Keme suddenly piped up, now revealing himself from behind the wall. His eyes narrowed at the two, his arms crossed on his chest. The two men jumped to see the Thief, their eyes widened.

"Ah, Sir Keme!" Jed greeted, trying to calm himself down. "What brings you—"

"Don't give me that crap," Keme interrupted. "You took his headband, didn't you?"

"Who? Drusus?" Bob glanced at his friend for a moment before they chuckled. "Yeah! Did you see the look on his face? I figured you would get a good laugh at it!"

Keme gritted his teeth. "I may be a prankster, but even I wouldn't go as far as taking something important from him!"

"Important?" Jed questioned, an eyebrow raised. Before Keme could open his mouth, the two laughed. "It's just a headband. He could just easily replace it."

"He had a panic attack!" Keme shouted, his face growing redder in anger. "That headband is from someone he cared about deeply who passed away, and you literally put him in emotional distress!"

"So?" Jed said with a shrug, as if all of this was an everyday occurrence. "Faggot doesn't need his dead lover's headband anyway. Like I said, it's replaceable."

Keme could only see red at that point. His hands balled into fists, and his teeth gritted so hard it hurt. How dare they treat this whole thing as a joke. How dare they call his beloved husband that.

Before any of them knew it, Keme decked Jed right on the nose. Thanks to Drusus' training in fists, it left Jed with a bleeding nose as he tumbled backwards. He held his nose, before pulling back to see red in his hand.

"What was that for?!" Bob cried, his eyes narrowed at the furious Thief.

Keme merely turned to deck Bob next, this time on the mouth. Bob tumbled back and into a shelf, nearly knocking it down. He held his mouth, and he could feel blood touching his tongue.

"No one calls my husband that," Keme growled, and lunged with a yell. He tackled Bob to the ground, the shelf swaying slightly behind Bob. Keme held him down by straddling him with his legs, before he let out a flurry of punches towards his face. He ignored everything around him; all he could think of was beating the tar out of this guy for hurting Drusus.

Jed got up from the ground, before he rushed to the scene. He grabbed Keme from behind, trying to pry him off of his friend.

"Leave him alone, you lunatic!" He yelled, but was stopped when Keme elbowed him in the stomach. He cried out in pain before he doubled over, holding his injured stomach.

Keme kept up his assault towards Bob, his heart beating in his ears and his jaw clenched. Everything around him was a blur—he could only see Bob's bloodied and beaten face in front of him, as he continued to beat him for his crimes.

"Keme?!"

Keme stopped his flurry of punches, frozen in place. He breathed heavily, trying to catch his breath as he heard footsteps approaching.

He turned to see none other than Drusus beside him, his eyes wide and his mouth gaped open in shock. Keme glanced at Bob for a moment, then at his hand.

Bob, somehow, had held on to the headband while Keme attacked him. His grip was firm, as if he was afraid of losing the item.

Drusus seemed to have noticed it too, before his eyes narrowed at Bob. He turned to Jed, who was still doubled over in pain, before he shouted, "In. My. Office. Now!"

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"He attacked us out of nowhere—" Jed tried to reason, his voice muffled behind the office door.

"I will not hear any of your lies, Jed," Keme heard Drusus' booming voice from inside the office. "Keme told me what had happened. You broke into our home and stole my headband!"

"B-but…" Keme could hear Bob stutter. "It was all a joke! We did it as a prank, I swear!"

"Prank or not, you have committed a crime of breaking and entering. Not only that, but you had also disrespected me, your boss, mind you."

"W-we're sorry, Sir Drusus!" Jed pleaded. "It won't happen again!"

"I'll make sure it won't happen again," Drusus growled. "Because you're both fired and blacklisted from joining the Mercenary Group."

"B-but we—"

"Get out of my sight! If we ever see your faces here again, we will report you two to Queen Sarah. Surely she wouldn't appreciate you both disrespecting a Warrior of Light."

That was the end of it, as Jed and Bob left the office with a huff and glares towards Keme. Keme glared back at them, unfazed by their intimidation. From what he had gathered, they wouldn't be around here again.

Drusus also left his office, his face red from anger. He wiped off the sweat from his brow from blowing his top off, before turning to Keme.

"Sorry you have to hear that," Drusus sighed. "I never thought that two of our best employees would do such a thing."

"It's okay," Keme waved it off. "Those guys got what they deserved. I'd do the same."

"Just…" Drusus began, but stopped before he took Keme by the wrist, pulling him into a hug. Keme froze for a moment, but returned it nonetheless. "If that ever happens again, please don't assault them. I'd hate to see you get hurt."

"Aw, love," Keme chuckled. "I'll do my best. You would do the same for me if our roles were reversed."

"...You're not wrong," Drusus chuckled back, kissing the top of Keme's head.

When they released, Keme pulled out the headband from his pocket. "May I?" He offered.

"Yes, of course," Drusus nodded with a small smile, before bowing his head.

Keme had to get on his toes to do so, but he managed to tie the headband around Drusus' forehead. Once he was done, Keme could see the large smile on his beloved's face as he played with the tails of his headband for a second. Finally. He needed to see that rare smile again after that entire ordeal.

"Thank you, love," Drusus said. "Your actions mean everything to me."

"Of course, Drussy."

Whumpee having a comfort item and someone stealing it as a joke, not realising how attached Whumpee is to said item.

Great opportunity for some angry/protective Caretaker if you ask me

[writer-of-worlds]

Drusus: Uh... hey Keme? I BURNED the water.

Keme: Drusus how the fuck did you burn the water?!

Drusus: I don't know, babe, i-it just caught on fire!

Keme: DRUSUS OH MY COSMOS THE HOUSE IS ON FIRE.

Drusus: I'M SORRY I CAN'T COOK.

Keme: FUUUU--

[ninjastormhawkkat]

How would space of colors probably effect the bkdk family

Mostly izuku and bakugou

Ive been getting into that flim due to the horror and mystery

Well there is that body fusion horror idea with Bakugou and Izuku you mentioned that we can use. Or if we make them separate. There skin color changes and their eyes bulge out of their sockets and look like stars. Fingers can bend backwards and become like basket hands. Tongues can also grow teeth.

Keme's body could become like a vapor or his skin could turn inside out. His eyes turn into a milky way.

[jtspaderstills]

hottie golfer

[whumperofworlds]

Propaganda:

-Been nearly kidnapped by bandits

-Kidnapped for ransom by a pirate

-Nonconned by a monster

-Was erased from existence after defeating Chaos

-Separated from his husband, Drusus, when brought to the FFRK world

-Forced to face his fear of water to save his husband

-Captured along with his husband as prisoners of war and nonconned

-impaled by a stalactite

-Kidnapped by two former employees and whipped

-Was held hostage by Garland with a gun and kidnapped with his husband

-Forced to watch his husband bleed out

-Kidnapped by a cult, tortured to lure out his husband, and then nearly sacrificed

May I send another?

Keme, my Final Fantasy I OC (art by @/tictac-murder-spaghetti)

You absolutely may!

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do you think he bet on losing dog