#ooc: I'm hungry

[lumenflowered]

[A video is attached. It's unclear who's filming, but if the fact that Dee—currently wrapped up in a cozy-looking blanket—has her own device lying next to her is any indication, whoever is filming is probably using Maria's Pokégear, which gives it fairly high odds of being Ade.

"I... would like to ask a question, if that is... if that is alright."

At a glance, Dee still seems visibly shaken, which is kind of impressive considering she is literally a sentient doll. She's sitting on what seems to be some sort of pull-out couch bed, in what appears to be someone's spare room. Her Persian is sprawled over the rest of the bed, as well as her lap.

"Of course," Maria says. "More than alright."

Dee sighs. Her shoulders slump.

"...Why do you care about me at all? Mallory, I think I understand, even if she insists she's terrible at caring about anyone... but why you? I... I only exist because someone you trusted..."

"It would be incredibly unfair of me," Maria says after a moment, "to blame you for the actions of another. You aren't Gehrman. You aren't me, either."

"But... that nightmare..."

"It was sent specifically to harm you. As mailed nightmares so often are." Maria sighs. "You aren't the first who has been forced to relive what I lived, that day. Nor are you the first to take it poorly. I don't believe anyone would take it well, though I suppose some would be less affected than others."

"...Eileen. Right." Dee sighs. "Do you ever wonder what happened to our Eileen? Mallory doesn't know. Not that she likes admitting it."

"I... hope that, wherever she might be, she is alright," Maria says quietly. "Though I would settle for alive."

"As would I..."

"Well," Maria says after a brief pause, "I rather doubt I'm the only Faller who has ended up in another place by way of death. So it is quite possible, that if she died..."

"I hope so."

"As do I."

Both women fall silent for a time. Dee runs a hand through her Persian's fur absently, something he responds to with a sleepy mrrp and by rolling over. Eventually, she reaches for her own device.

"I should likely... let others know..."

"Wait," Maria says, suddenly.

Dee hesitates. "Is... something wrong?"

"I... not exactly, but..."

There's a look in Maria's eyes, suddenly, as if she's come to a decision. As if, on all levels but physical, she's decided: fuck it, we ball. Or she would have if that was one of the handful of modern phrases she'd decided she liked enough to incorporate into her own vocabulary, but the sentiment remains.

"I've had... relatively little connection to those I was unfortunate enough to consider my blood relations, over the years," Maria says. "Even before I died. Even before I left without looking back. My parents were... they cared more about keeping up appearances than about who I was. And the less that is said about Annalise, the better."

"Who... never mind," Dee says quietly. "I'm... not quite certain where you are going with this?"

"Fortunately," Maria continues, "family doesn't have to be by blood. The blacksmith working there did more for me than my blood family ever did—I sincerely hope he made it out, before the end—and... there was a time I, foolishly, considered my mentor within the Hunters to be family as well."

"...You mean Gehrman."

"Clearly, he saw things differently than I," Maria says with no small amount of bitterness in her voice. "I hope neither of us ever have to deal with him again, but that isn't... this isn't about him."

"I'm still not sure where this is..."

"This is about you," Maria says, and Dee immediately falls silent. "If I was someone else, this might be where I'd say something about how I'd always wanted a sister, but I'm not someone else, and I have no desire to lie to you. It was better that I was an only child, when I was young. That I had no siblings to protect, for I could scarcely protect myself in those days."

Maria breathes out slowly, and holds out a gloved hand to Dee, from where she's sitting on the edge of the bed. "But things are different now. We are both different now. I'll confess I don't have any idea of how this would normally work, but I don't believe either of us have to, and others have been assuming we are related for quite some time regardless."

Dee stares at the offered hand. She's frozen in place, and stopped petting Gascoigne the Persian, who mrrs in clear displeasure at the fact that she's stopped.

"We are related," Dee says quietly. "But not in the way that others frequently assume."

"We could be," Maria says, continuing to hold out her hand. "If you're open to it. I consider you to be family, perhaps the last I have left. Whether you consider me the same... that is not a decision I, or anyone else, can—or should—make for you."

Dee stares at the offered hand for a little longer. Gascoigne mrrps louder.

At last, she takes it, with a faint smile. "I... yes. I think I'd like that. But I do have a question related to this..."

"Of course," Maria says.

"...What is a sister?"

The video ends.]

[ask-the-totally-real-peppino]

(I saw them content warnings and the first thing that came to my mind to the mention of weed was peppino sitting on a bean bag smoking some zaza

WAIT I JUST ASLO THINKED OF PEP FUCKING STONED TOO HVVFGUKVYFUG)

(Ajfdjdf, that's pretty much spot on! Peppino sometimes gotta chill tf out, and Gus knows where the good stuff is!

I'm not sure about Pep tho, I am imagining all his animal DNA would not gel with the weed, and he just ends up sick

But that also means he could be affected by catnip instead, and that is very funny to me)

[valientiino]

𝖔𝖚𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖈𝖚𝖓𝖙. val is shaped like an italian greyhound

[isforever]

my moots watching in horror as a i work on a via sideblog

[fartemis-crock]

a serious headcanon for my very serious blog

there is very little disconnect between the tigress persona and artemis. granted, tigress is a little bit more blood thirsty and serious, but the only time you'll see an actual disconnect between the personas is after an incredibly intense job.

if a job has triggered a stress response in artemis [which is RARE], anyone around her will be able to see the shift from tigress.

her mood will drop rapidly. the quips will stop, her face will become stone and 9 times out of ten she'll make a comment about being hungry or needing to shower and then just leave. it's 100% an adrenal response, but she's would never admit it.

[kiealer]

i'm so sad i miss out on fun stuff bc i'm busy with work and life sobs

[keshimasu]

i'm gonna be stuck alone with my dad till sunday n now i have to drive him to root canal so he's gonna be extra grumpy pissed in pain aaaa

[ll-underestimated-ll]

// I produce one decent piece of art and now I'm back to wanting to smash my tablet into the fucking road cos I can't for the life of me do what I want this ONE fucking head angle makes me want to kill every damn time take this piece of utter frustration I erased half the face off

[daybreakrising]

crawls in here

back from my brief dogsitting responsibility, gonna lurk on the dash while i attempt to do some drafts or inbox things - probably inbox, since the number in there is double the number of my drafts, and i kinda... i kinda need to control it a little........

[emvanny]

hi so create an new blog for MK content and I wanna share this meow meow shujinko (i have a different name for him in mind but imma get to that later) also I don't usally post 3D stuff I just do drawings but just wanna show this off </3

[lunaetis]

[ okay food, then more writing later ! ]

[djsangos]

//me: hmm maybe i'll get some tacos at the convenience store on the way home for lunch...

me: *spends $70 on groceries*

me: .......y'know what i can make lunch at home

[theha1rarch]

it is 4am & i am not that tired. we're gonna see how much i can accomplish, i would love to get what i owe down to 50 before i sleep but ... we'll see (especially considering the number keeps not really going down bc i keep realizing things i didn't count-)

[tredispade]

all i have to offer today is a lil headcanon for soleil: he is literally always eating something. usually some kind of snack. and he will always offer to share.

hims a big soldier boy that probably needs an insane amount of calories. and he just really loves food. he tries to always eat the standard three meals a day but even that's not enough to really satisfy

[demonsfate]

also twitter is so annoying whenever a game does something that rightfully should be criticized, then people start tweeting "do people even like [game] anymore lol?" and it's like. you can still like something and blast it for its poor decisions. yes, i still LOVE TK8 and it's still very, very fun to play. that doesn't mean i'm not gonna be vocal when they add a shitty battle pass to it.

[keshimasu]

write me things maybe?? respond to our drafts???