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Chapter 12: Morning Bliss (Serial Designation N x Reader)

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You wake up to a soft ray of sunlight peeking through the blinds, warming your face. For a moment, the week’s stress feels like a distant memory. You stretch lazily, faintly recalling fragments of a dream—a whimsical outing at a movie theater with N. His excited chatter, his curious questions about popcorn and previews, and the way he clutched his drink cup a little too tightly during an action scene, causing oil to fly everywhere. It lingers in your mind, bringing a smile to your face. It’s been so long since you woke up feeling... happy.

Your thoughts are interrupted by the sound of light footsteps and the soft hum of a familiar tune. N appears in the doorway, beaming with his usual bright energy, holding a tray in his hands. “Good morning!” he chirps, practically bouncing into the room. “I stayed up reading a bunch of cookbooks last night—did you know there are so many ways to make eggs? Omelets, soufflés, sunny-side-up—I decided to try omelets and pancakes because why not! I hope you like it!”

You sit up, slightly groggy but touched by his enthusiasm. N carefully places the tray on your lap, his yellow eyes glowing with eagerness as he watches you. The tray holds a plate of fluffy pancakes stacked neatly with syrup drizzled artfully over them, a golden omelet folded to perfection, and a small glass of juice. There’s even a single flower in a tiny glass vase—it’s lopsided, but it makes you smile.

“You made all this?” you ask, still processing the effort he must’ve gone through.

“Yup! And don’t worry, I didn’t accidentally burn anything this time!” he laughs, scratching the back of his head, bringing your attention to a couple of singed hairs you doubt he noticed. “At least, I don’t think I did. Go ahead, try it!”

You pick up the fork and knife, cutting into the omelet first. It’s warm, cheesy, and perfectly cooked. You glance at N, who’s practically vibrating in place with anticipation. “Well?” he asks, leaning forward slightly.

“It’s amazing,” you say with an earnest smile.

His face lights up even more, and he pumps a fist in the air. “Yes! Success! I knew reading that chapter twice was worth it!”

You take a bite of the pancake next, and the flavor is just as delightful. The syrup is evenly spread, and the pancakes are soft and fluffy, practically melting in your mouth. “These are incredible too, N. You’re getting really good at this.”

N clasps his hands together, leaning his head slightly to one side. “Aww, thanks! I just wanted you to have a good start to the day. You deserve it.”

Your chest tightens slightly at the sincerity in his voice, but it’s a comforting feeling—a warm reminder that you’re not alone anymore. You take another bite, savoring the moment.

As you eat, N starts chatting animatedly about the recipes he read and how some of them sounded way too complicated for his first attempt. “I mean, who puts caviar on eggs? That just seems excessive, don’t you think? Like, you don’t need fancy fish eggs to make breakfast special, right?”

You chuckle, nodding along as he rambles. The room feels lighter, brighter somehow, with him here.

You savor the last bite of breakfast, the warmth and flavor making you feel cared for in a way you haven’t experienced in a long time. N watches you intently, his bright eyes sparkling with anticipation. “Did you like all of it?” he asks, almost bouncing on his heels. “I read three whole cookbooks just so I could make it just right for you!”

You smile, setting the tray down on your lap. “It was amazing, N. Thank you.”

His enthusiasm is contagious as he carefully takes the tray from you and heads toward the kitchen. “I’ll clean this up! You just relax, okay? Oh, and don’t forget—you can let me know what you want for dinner later. I’m already thinking of a few ideas!”

As he heads off, you take a moment to sit back, the happiness from his presence settling over you like a blanket. You swing your legs out of bed, getting ready for the day ahead. While brushing your teeth and picking out clothes, you can’t help but feel a spark of excitement. Life feels different now, full of possibilities, and all because N is here to stay.

As you finish brushing your teeth and pull on a comfortable outfit for the day, you find yourself smiling at the mirror. For the first time in what feels like forever, there’s a sense of lightness in your chest, a real spark of excitement. Life feels brighter with N here, like a dull, gray world has suddenly been painted with color.

You leave the bathroom and step into the living room. N is perched on the couch, legs tucked neatly beneath him as he flips through the robotics history book you checked out from the library a while back. His expression is one of pure curiosity, glowing yellow eyes darting across the page as he murmurs something to himself about how fascinating it is.

When he notices you, he closes the book, his face lighting up with his usual sunny smile. “Oh, good morning again! You look really nice today,” he says warmly, as though it’s the most natural thing in the world.

You stop in your tracks, caught completely off guard. Compliments aren’t exactly a regular part of your life, and your cheeks grow warm at his sincerity. “Oh, um, thank you,” you manage, feeling uncharacteristically flustered. You glance at him, taking in his ever-charming presence in that blazer of his. “You, uh... you look pretty cute, y’know. I’ve always quite liked your outfit, it’s fitting”

N’s eyes widen briefly, and then he beams, practically glowing. “Really? Thanks! I mean, I’ve been told the tie is kind of crooked sometimes, but I’ve been practicing how to get it right!”

You chuckle, shaking your head as you move toward the couch. "It’s perfect, N. Really."

He grins again, setting the book aside. “So, what’s the plan for today? I’m ready for anything as long as it’s with you!”

You shrug, sitting down beside him on the couch. “Honestly, I’m not too sure yet. I figured… maybe we could do something you want to do today. Whatever would make you happy.”

N’s eyes light up instantly, and his eyes flicker with excitement. “Wait—really? You mean it?”

You nod, laughing softly at how his energy seems to multiply in an instant. “Of course! Besides, if it makes you happy, it’ll make me happy too.”

That does it. N practically vibrates with enthusiasm, clasping his hands together as his thoughts start spilling out. “Okay, okay! Oh, there’s so much I’ve wanted to do! Every little thing I think of doing just sounds better doing it together with you! ” He’s already up, pacing the floor as he counts ideas on his fingers. “We could go back to the pet store and look at puppies—Golden Retrievers are the best—or maybe we could build a fort in the living room with pillows and blankets! Oh! Or how about we try skydiving? I’ve always wanted to do that!”

He pauses, gasping as another idea strikes him. “Or we could go to one of those escape room places! I’ve read about them—so cool, right? Though I’d probably solve everything too fast… unless it’s a haunted one. Those sound spooky and fun!”

You blink, overwhelmed by the sheer number of suggestions. He’s still rattling off ideas, some plausible, others completely out of reach. “Maybe we could fight a mummy, or climb up the Eiffel Tower, or—no, wait, that’s too cliché. What about laser tag? Or—!”

“N,” you interrupt gently, trying not to laugh too hard. “Slow down! One thing at a time, remember?”

He stops mid-sentence, tilting his head sheepishly. “Oh… right! Sorry, I got a little carried away.”

You smile at him, touched by how eager he is to make the most of the day. “It’s okay. Let’s start small—what’s something we can do now? Like, no skydiving just yet.”

N presses a finger to his lips, thinking hard. “Hmm… Oh! What about the fort idea? We could even read more of that book together inside it!” He glances at you hopefully. “Would that make you happy?”

You nod, your smile growing. “Yeah, that sounds perfect, N.”

His grin widens, and he claps his hands together. “Great! I’ll start gathering blankets and pillows! This is going to be so fun!”

The two of you get to work, scouring the house for every pillow and blanket you can find. N dashes from room to room, carrying armfuls of supplies, his enthusiasm infectious as he calls out updates.

“I found a quilt in the closet! Oh, and this pillow has stars on it! Perfect for a space tower!”

You laugh as you lug a bundle of comforters into the living room, already envisioning the elaborate fortress you’re going to build together. N is crouched near the couch, already setting up a foundation with cushions, humming cheerfully to himself.

Piece by piece, the fortress begins to take shape. N stands back, hands on his hips, analyzing the structure like an architect. “Okay, so we’ll need this throw blanket for the roof… unless you think it’s better for the floor? Oh! Wait, I’ll make a lookout point!” He dashes off to grab more supplies, leaving you to steady a precarious stack of couch cushions.

Throughout it all, you chat about everything and nothing—your favorite blanket designs, ridiculous names for the fortress, and whether or not it needs a secret escape tunnel. N's bubbly commentary keeps the mood light and fun, his joy radiating with every word.

“I’ve gotta say, this is probably the comfiest building I’ve ever worked on,” he declares, draping a fluffy pink blanket over a side panel. “Don’t you think so?”

“Absolutely. Comfy and structurally sound,” you reply, stepping back to admire your work.

It doesn’t matter that you’re both adults building a pillow fort in the middle of the living room. With N by your side, the world feels lighter, and you can’t help but grin as the fortress towers over your couch.

“This is going to be amazing,” you say, feeling more at ease than you have in weeks.

N claps his hands together. “The ultimate fortress of comfort! And it’s all ours.”

The two of you step back to admire your handiwork, the towering fortress of blankets and pillows now standing proud in the middle of the living room. It’s a chaotic masterpiece, with mismatched patterns and a few slightly crooked towers, but to you, it feels perfect.

“So,” you say, turning to N with a grin. “What should we call it?”

N gasps, his eyes wide. “You’re letting me name it? Oh, wow! That’s… that’s a big responsibility. Okay, give me a second!” He taps his chin, pacing dramatically around the fort as if it’s a matter of life and death. You can’t help but chuckle at his intensity.

“Fort Cozytron? No, too boring. Pillowtopia? Hmm, too expected… Oh! I’ve got it!” He spins around, throwing his arms in the air like he’s just invented fire. “The Snuggle Stronghold!”

You burst out laughing. “The Snuggle Stronghold? Really?”

He beams, absolutely delighted with himself. “It’s perfect, right? Strong, yet soft! Fearsome, yet inviting! It’s everything a pillow fort should be!”

Still grinning, you shake your head but give him a thumbs-up. “Alright, Snuggle Stronghold it is. Let’s grab some supplies and move in.”

You both set to work gathering everything you’ll need for your cozy evening. N retrieves a lantern he excitedly declares as “our official fortress light,” while you gather snacks and drinks from the kitchen. A spare blanket is draped over your shoulder, and you make sure to grab a storybook from the shelf for some extra entertainment.

With supplies in hand, you crawl into the Snuggle Stronghold, N close behind, and settle into the soft, cocoon-like space. The faint glow of the lantern bounces off the fabric walls, creating a warm, comforting ambiance.

“This might be the best place I’ve ever been,” N says, his voice soft but brimming with joy as he stretches out beside you.

You smile, leaning back into the mountain of pillows. “Yeah, it’s definitely up there.”

The two of you settle into the fort, surrounded by the soft glow of the lantern and the faint rustle of fabric overhead. Sitting across from each other, you pass a bowl of snacks back and forth as N flips through the storybook with glowing enthusiasm.

“Oh, this one looks fun!” he says, stopping on a page with a colorful illustration of a brave knight and their loyal companion. Clearing his throat, he begins reading aloud, his voice filled with dramatic flair for the knight’s proclamations and a soft tenderness for the quieter moments.

You can’t help but smile as you listen, occasionally popping a snack into your mouth while he pauses to comment on the story. "Why doesn't the knight just ask the dragon to be friends?" he wonders at one point, frowning at the text. "That'd solve, like, everything!"

You laugh, shaking your head. "Not everything’s that simple, N."

"Well, it should be," he says firmly, before continuing the tale.

Eventually, he reaches the end of a chapter and sets the book aside to grab a handful of snacks for himself. There’s a comfortable silence between you, broken only by the occasional crunch or the distant sound of the fort shifting slightly.

Out of nowhere, N speaks up, his tone softer but carrying an odd weight. “I’m really glad I can protect you now.”

You glance up at him, a little surprised. He’s looking at you with his usual cheerful smile, but there’s something… different in the way he said that.

“I mean,” he continues, popping another snack into his mouth, “In a way, you’re mine, you know? It’s my job to keep you safe. That’s how it’s supposed to be.”

You blink, the words catching you off guard. But his earnest, innocent expression makes it hard to take it any other way. Smiling, you lean back into the pillows. “Thanks, N. It… it means a lot that you care so much.”

N brightens at that, leaning forward slightly. “Oh, I care more than anything else in the whole wide world!” he declares with absolute conviction. “You’re my favorite person. Ever!”

A warmth spreads through your chest, and you find yourself smiling wider. “You’re pretty great too, you know that?”

He chuckles, rubbing the back of his neck. “Aw, you’re just saying that.”

“Nope. Not just saying it.”

The two of you share a comfortable moment, the gentle glow of the lantern flickering around you, making the Snuggle Stronghold feel like its own little world where nothing else matters.

The peaceful moment is shattered by the unmistakable sound of fabric and pillows giving way, a faint rustling turning into a sudden whoosh.

"Uh-oh—" is all N manages to say before the entire fort collapses, burying the both of you in a cascade of blankets, cushions, and a rather heavy throw pillow that bonks you square on the head.

You let out a muffled groan, trying to push the blankets off your face. “Well, there goes our fortress.”

“Hang on!” N’s voice pipes up from somewhere beneath the wreckage. “Stay calm! I’ll save you!”

You roll your eyes, though you can’t help but grin. “N, I’m fine—”

“No! No person left behind!” he insists, already digging through the pile with frantic determination. You feel a pillow being flung unceremoniously to the side, followed by a blanket dramatically whipped away, almost like a superhero’s cape.

“There you are!” he exclaims, poking his head through a gap in the blankets, his neon-yellow eyes wide with mock urgency. “Don’t move, I’ve got this!”

“N, I’m not trapped,” you start to protest, but before you can finish, he’s already scooping a mound of pillows off you with exaggerated effort.

“Hnnngh! So heavy!” he grunts, tossing another cushion aside like it weighs a hundred pounds.

“I could just—”

“No!” he interrupts, wagging a finger at you. “You have to conserve your strength. Trust me, I’m trained for this!”

You laugh as he continues his “rescue mission,” crawling over the blankets with the same intensity as a firefighter in a burning building. At one point, he pauses dramatically, lifting a hand to his brow. “Oh no. It’s worse than I thought.”

“What?” you ask, amused.

“You’re in critical need of snacks!” he declares, holding up a single stray pretzel he found amidst the rubble like it’s a priceless artifact.

You burst out laughing, swatting him with a pillow you manage to grab from the pile. “Just get me out of here already!”

“On it!” he says cheerfully, finally helping you to your feet. Once you’re both free from the ruins of the fort, N strikes a heroic pose, hands on his hips. “Operation Rescue Snuggle Stronghold Survivor: success!”

You shake your head, still laughing as you brush some lint off your clothes. “You’re ridiculous.”

“Ridiculously awesome,” he corrects with a wink, earning another laugh from you.

The fort might be gone, but the two of you are still left smiling, the mishap turning into another shared memory to add to the ever-growing list.

With the fort now a heap of blankets and pillows scattered across the living room, the two of you collapse onto the soft remains, lying side by side. The chaos has settled, and an easy calm fills the room as you stare up at the ceiling, still chuckling from N’s overly dramatic rescue efforts.

“I think that’s the fastest a fort has ever fallen,” you say, folding your hands behind your head.

“Hey, we set a record! That’s gotta count for something,” N replies, his tone light and full of pride. He rolls onto his side to look at you, resting his head in his hand. “Also, I think we should add ‘fort architect’ to my ever-expanding list of skills.”

“Oh yeah? And what other skills are on this list?” you ask, glancing over at him with a smirk.

“Well, let’s see...” N begins, tapping his chin as though pondering something deeply. “Expert spaghetti chef, supreme pillow rescuer, uh… ooh! Professional snack distributor!”

You laugh, turning your head to face him. “Impressive résumé. I bet corporate would love to see that.”

His grin falters for a moment before returning, softer this time. “Yeah… but I think my favorite title is… your friend.”

The warmth in his voice takes you off guard, and you glance at him to see his usual bright smile, tinged with something a bit more genuine. “You really mean that, don’t you?”

“Of course I do,” he says, shifting to lie back again, his neon eyes still glowing softly. “It’s what I’m here for. To keep you safe. To make sure you’re happy.”

There’s a moment of silence as you process his words, a small smile tugging at your lips. “You’re doing a pretty great job so far. I think you’ve earned a better title. My best friend.”

“Really?” he asks, his tone tinged with delight.

“Really,” you reply, turning your head back to the ceiling.

N hums happily, the sound vibrating softly in the stillness. “That’s all I’ve wanted! You’re my best friend too!”

The two of you fall into easy conversation, the topics ranging from what to do with the rest of the day to utterly nonsensical musings about the stars or whether building a better fort is possible (N insists it is). Laughter punctuates every other sentence, filling the room with a warmth you hadn’t felt in what seems like forever.

For a while, you’re both just… there. No worries about work, no thoughts about tomorrow. Just two people lying side by side amidst the remains of a grand plan that had crumbled in the most spectacular and hilarious way possible. And you wouldn’t trade it for anything.

The conversation eventually slows, the two of you falling into a peaceful silence. You lie there, amidst the cozy wreckage of the fort, just enjoying the moment. The soft glow of the lantern nearby casts warm shadows over the room, and for the first time in what feels like forever, you feel completely free from the weight of the week, the stress of work, and the ache of loneliness.

N shifts slightly beside you, his hand brushing against a stray pillow. “You know,” he starts, his voice quieter now, “I never really thought I’d get to have something like this. Just… being here. With you.”

You glance over at him, his neon eyes brighter than the lantern’s glow as they fixate on the ceiling. His words make something stir in your chest—a warmth, a sense of belonging that you hadn’t let yourself feel in a long time.

“I didn’t think I’d get this either,” you admit softly. “But I’m glad. Having you here… it makes things better.”

N turns his head toward you, a wide, bright grin spreading across his face. “You’re the best, you know that?”

You roll your eyes but can’t help the smile tugging at your lips. “You’re not too bad yourself.”

Another wave of silence passes, but this time, it’s comforting, like a warm blanket wrapping around the both of you. For once, there’s no rush, no deadlines, no pressure. Just the quiet company of a friend—a companion. Someone who’s here to stay.

Just as you close your eyes, basking in the tranquility, a rogue pillow from the pile above tumbles down, landing squarely on N’s face with an audible “pomf.”

His muffled gasp and flailing arms send you into a fit of laughter so deep it makes your sides ache.

“I’ve been… ambushed!” he cries dramatically, yanking the pillow off his face and holding it aloft like a trophy.

Tears prick your eyes from how hard you’re laughing, unable to stop even as N’s expression shifts to a proud smirk at his “victory.”

In that moment, the laughter, the absurdity, the warmth—it’s everything you didn’t know you needed. And for the first time in a long time, you don’t stress for a single moment.

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kyxmli · 1 month ago

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your graphics r so cool!! i love them smm!! i was wondering if i could req tessa or j from murder drones??

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⤷ ♯ f2u with credits

♯ೀ requested by ― anon ★ here you go! Is anyone else also super excited for the new infinity nikki game coming out?

#♯┆ kyxmli rentry .ᐟ ★#rentry #rentry decor #rentry graphics #rentry inspo #rentry resources #rentry stuff #sntry decor #sntry #sntry graphics #sntry inspo #murder drones #serial designation j

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starryinkart · 7 months ago

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You alive?

I’d sure hope so.

I’m working on finishing the comic, working, moving to a new place with my boyfriend, writing the next chapter of Absolutely, working on projects for the Murder Drones Strays series and trying to enjoy life inbetween.

Here’s some Serial Designation R, the character I’m voicing in MD Strays, Astra and N from MD Totality!!!

#murder drones #artists on tumblr #digital art #MD Totality #MD Strays #starryupdates!#6-16-24

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vasito-de-leche · 9 months ago

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crawling back from a hole to GEEK about suitcase gang members that would get along the best 💁‍♀️

- x, medicine pocket, and sotheby: lethal IRB nightmares

- med poc and sotheby: explosive concoctions

- centurion and tennant: harbingers of serial bankruptcy

- mesmer jr. and 6: orderliness

- dikke and 6: law and order (dun dun)

- melania and bkornblume: the thief and her gal in the chair (they're a ship too)

- eagle and shamane: shamane is MAD impressed at this girl's wilderness skills + will also be willing to teach her stuff

- horropedia, an an lee, and blonney: it's always horro and blonney / horro and an an but never these three together. you can bet that blon and horro surrounds an an to ask about her ghost vacuum

- blonney and desert flannel: she's in patch 1.5 but her design tells me that she's rocking her closet which is a bonding topic with blonney

- lilya and jiu niangzi: girl is in patch 1.6 but all that is known for now for global players is that she makes killer alcohol. cue lilya as her willing taste-tester

- sputnik 1 and 37: just 37 marvelling this perfect sphere

- alien T and 37: this girl again eyeing the ufo's circumference

- kaala bauna and voyager: kaala has a question or two about the heavenly bodies

- dikke and knight: s w o r d

ohhh fun! here's a few dynamics and characters I think would get along since you've shared your own!

Baby Blue and every character younger than her--especially Balloon Party

Baby Blue is just 17 but I do like to think that, bc of her connection with Wonderland and innocence, she would act as a big sister for many of the younger arcanists. especially Balloon Party since the two reject adults or the idea of growing up!

Blonney and Bunny Bunny

both characters have a focus on movie or hollywood as a concept, both are also girls around the same age range who know what it's like to be put into very restrictive stereotypes (the blonde bimbo, the southerner). I think they'd get along, and it's very funny to think about Blonney go straight to Bunny Bunny for help if Jessica ever needs help, since Bunny Bunny's family had a farm lmfao

but I also just rlly love girls who are total opposites on a surface level being close friends bc of the small little things they do have in common

Sweetheart and Bette, following the same reasoning as the Blonney and Bunny Bunny

THE MOST FAMOUS ACTRESS AND A STRUGGLING ACTRESS...BEING FRIENDS... SEEING EACH OTHERS PERSPECTIVES....

sorry I'm very passionate abt Sweetheart being so jaded and tired of the way hollywood treated her and warped her image to be nothing but a product for the audience's consumption. and very passionate abt Bette near-delusional hope of making it into the industry

Sonetto and Zima, both being poets

I could've added Charlie or The Fool since the idea is similar, but I feel like Zima would work best?

all three of these characters cherish the power of the written word and have used it against injust systems, but I think that Charlie's insecurities would hold her back a lot from truly bonding with Sonetto thru poetry, and The Fool is too much of a revolutionary--his very open and vocal "down with the monarchy, every person in authority is a fucking fool" vibe would clash with Sonetto's obedient dog aspects. Zima, however, feels perfect to act as another poet for Sonetto to befriend and a mentor to slowly introduce her to more open ideologies

SURE hes a recluse and socially inept bc of the years of isolation in exile, BUT HES NOT SHY WHEN IT COMES TO SHARING HIS VIEWS AND THOUGHTS OR WORK. hes the perfect idea of subdued and quiet strength, I rlly think Sonetto could really benefit from having him as a mentor or responsible adult figure

Pavia and Centurion

YES, I KNOW TENNANT IS VERY OBVIOUS FOR CENTURION BC SHE SCAMS PPL AND CENTURION IS VERY LUCKY SO SHE WINS AT EVERYTHING AND PUT MANY PLACES INTO BANKRUPCY

but I'm NEVER letting go of casino dealer Pavia from the artificial somnambulism stages. these two? theyre ABSOLUTE MENACES together, the luckiest girl in the world addicted to adrenaline and thrills? with the most deranged "who gives a shit" mafia guy who does whatever he wants?

they'd be playing an extreme version of buckshot roulette together, they'd ruin the economy together just bc its funny. they dont know each other's full names. they hang out and bitch about life together. they dont care abt their respective life stories. they're the first person they call when they're bored. they've been in many many life threatening situations. they dont know each others favorite colors

do you see my vision!!!

#not a prompt #reverse 1999 #reverse: 1999 #i was going to try and add tennant to the whole mix at the end but #i dont like mixing tennant and pavia together anymore bc of an artist's portrayal of them #its just a squick of mine but eh

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star-dust-no-name · 1 year ago

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Best Friends With V Headcanons

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Murder drones V x reader (platonic)

Hypothesis: What if reader is V's Best friend?

Gender neutral reader

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Worker Drone Reader

○ Alright the only way you're being best friends with V as a worker drone is if you're friends with Lizzy if you aren't...then we'll you're dead

○ You met V through Lizzy you guys met before prom and talked for a while when Lizzy left you guys alone...or rather you did most of the talking V seemed disinterested with you

○ It was only at prom when you found out Lizzy and Dolls plan to kill V...so naturally you tried to stop it

○ Since they were up In the stage..and you couldn't reach V in time...you naturally decided the best course of action would be to attack Doll

○ Of course Doll attacked back and Uzi and N came in just in time and well you know how it went

○ After prom V met up with you after talking to N and Uzi

"Hey idiot don't ever do that again...but thanks"

That one sentence started a long friendship with V

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Serial Designation R

○ When you landed on Copper 9 alongside V J and N, you really didn't speak to anyone

○ N was nice, but he always wanted V's attention

○ J was a workaholic and only ever wanted to focus on working and nothing else

○ And V was...well V

○ You guys didn't really talk that much in the beginning, but then J had the amazing idea to place you guys in pairs when hunting

○ "R will be working with V, and I will be working with the usseless idiot drone N since he can't do anything right here"

○ It wasn't easy to get V to start talking she mostly only focused on hunting, and you did as well, but then over time, you guys got quicker, meaning that you guys ended up finishing hunting earlier than the others so you guys started talking to eachother

○ You did most of the talking, of course, and V would occasionally answer

○ And gradually, over time, you guys started hanging out more

○ That was until a certain purple haired worker drone stepped outside for the first time

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Authors note: Hey, what's up it's Stardust back again with another trash writing note thingy. Remember to eat, drink, and stay safe! May the stars guide you!☆

-Stardust:P

#serial designation v #murder drones x reader #gender neutral reader #platonic #v x reader #serial designation r

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tacticalhimbo · 6 months ago

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SCRUTINIZED DETAILS — LUNA’S GUEST ROOM / OFFICE

Whoops! I forgot I still had things to post for this ^^;

Anyway, this room is interesting because it's not really clear what it is. As far as I know, it was likely the old location of her desk/workspace, but after Sarah's death and the beginning investigation into the Blueblood Killer, Luna chose to utilize the wall space in the living room.

Still, there's some interesting finds in here! Transcriptions for any relevant material (e.g., awards and the small bulletin board) below the cut!

-> IMAGE 4: CERTIFICATE / AWARD

Certificate of Achievement

In recognition of brave and dedicated service and commitment to our community n the occasion of your being presented with the Police Officer of the Year Award by the Exchange Club of Yonkers.

-> IMAGE 6: BULLETIN BOARD

FBI WANTED POSTER

WANTED BY THE FBI

SERIAL MURDER - DOMESTIC TERRORISM

[Sketch]

BLUEBLOOD KILLER

DESCRIPTION

Age is guesstimated at mid-thirties. Sex is male. Height between 5'11" to 6'. Weight between 150 to 180 pounds. Build is athletic and compact. Hair color is unknown (length and color covered by a dark-colored beanie hat). Eye color is unknown. Complexion is light but could be darker. Race described as white. Nationality is unknown. Occupation is unknown (could be unemployed or ex-law enforcement). Scar and marks were not noted. Remarks from witnesses describe an odd gait, wide shoulders, possibly left-handed, large eyes, and above-average ability to [???] urban enivornments. Last seen wearing a black beanie hat, dark lower face mask, black hooded sweatshirts, and black slacks.

CRIMINAL RECORD

Unknown. Wanted for the murder or 12 police officers, 2 criminal prosecutors, and 1 criminal analyst.

HIDDEN ARTICLE (BENEATH WANTED POSTER)

Steetly chapel is 850 years old

The ancient Chapel of Steetly All Saints is 850 years old this year — and to mark the occasion there will be an open air service in the Chapel garden a week on Sunday at 3:15.

The singing will be led by Whitwell Colliery Welfare Prize Band and the preacher will be the Right Rev. T. R. Parfitt. Assistant Bishop of Derby.

The [???] [???] shows that Steetly was held shortly after the [???] Survey [???] by Gley de Briton, by whom it was probably built. It is one of the most complete and beautiful specimens of [???] work on a small scale that can be [???] with anywhere, though there is a similar chapel at [???] Quevilly, near [???], France. The south doorway has three receding semi-circular arches and shafts richly ornamented.

The exterior of the [???] east end is also [???]. The [???] is supported by five round-edged plaster buttresses connected by a broad [???] [???] {???], delicately carved with interlacing foliage and above this unique [???] are three small round-beaded windows.

The Chancel arch is one of particular beauty. It is ornamented with triple [???] of mouldings. The [???] on the north side are carved with a representation of St. George and the Dragon.

The arch into the [???] is surrounded by the [???] moulding and the [???] are carved with foliage.

Four well-moulded ribs, or [???], with the [???] design, support the vaulted roof and at their junction [???] [???] oval medallion carved with the Agnus Dei (Lamb of God).

The capitals of the shafts from which the ribs spacing are also carved, one representing the temptation of Adam and Eve.

Behind the altar is a stone which formerly lay outside the south door and is believed to have marked the grave of Lawrence de [???], a clergy-man who was inducted to Steetly a year before the Black Death in [???]. Its rich carving includes a [???], a chalice and a hand stretched out as if giving a benediction.

The Chapel fell into ruins at the [???] during the reign of Henry VIII.

A visitor to Steetly in 1698 wrote: "In a green meadow [???] a [???] well-built [???] all arch-roofed [???] and [???]. The [???] that covered the same is all [???] away so that the weather begins to pierce through [???] [???] to [???] [???] decaying."

When [???] George Edward Mason became a [???] of Whitwell in 1874, Steetly Chapel was in a sorry state.

The roofless, doorless ruin had an interior overgrown with [???] and [???] and was a shelter for sheep and cattle and, it is said, was used as a cockpit in the days when cock-fighting was the sport of residents in the surrounding villages of Whitwell, [???], [???], and Steetley.

He could mourn its former beauty, and felt that it could be restored.

A year prior to his coming to Whitwell, the Chapel had been visited by members of the British Archeological Society, who also could see what a masterpiece it had been.

One deeply interested was the Victorian Prime Minister, William Gladstone.

[???] Mason secured the services of Mr. J. L. Pearson, one of England's most famous [???] architects. It was he who restored the ruin to its present beauty.

The diminutive Chapel is 58 feet in length and is divided into three parts — a [???], a [???], and an [???]. The [???] is 16 feet wide and the [???] 14 feet. Under the eaves outside are hideous gargoyles.

The restored Chapel was [???] on 2nd November [???] by the Bishop of [???]. As it was the day after All Saints' Day, it was named Steeley All Saints. The original Chapel was dedicated to Our Lady and St. [???]

— [???] P. Gallagher.

POLICE APPEAL FOR CLUES IN 1985 MURDER

By Thom Gross

Of the Post-Dispatch Staff

Vinita Park police are appealing to the public for clues in the unsolved murder of Linda Sue Sherman in 1985.

All leads have been exhausted, Lt. Michael Webb said, "But we have reason to believe that there are members of the public who may know something about it."

Sherman was reported missing April 24, 1985, by her husband, Donald Sherman, of the 8300 block of Monroe Avenue. She was 27 and the mother of a 9-year-old daughter. Two days later, her yellow '71 Volkswagen was found in a short-term parking lot at Lambert Field, absent any sign of struggle.

Further investigation led police to suspect that she was the victim of foul play, Webb said.

In 1990, a skull was found in Bridgeton, and it was turned over to the St. Louis County medical examiner's office. Vinita Park police learned of the skull in September 1991 and matched it with Sherman's dental records.

No other remains were recovered.

People with any clues about the case are asked to call Webb or Vinita Park Police Chief Robert J. Hartz at 428-7373. Webb said any information would be kept in strict confidence.

THE LAST LETTERS OF A KILLER

[This article is impossible to read, with some supplemental material only just legible. As such, transcription was not an option.]

SUICIDE OF M62 KILLER

[This article is impossible to read, with some supplemental material only just legible. As such, transcription was not an option.]

-> BOOKS IN THE ROOM

There are numerous books in the room, and are as follows.

On the chair — Tactical Crime Analysis: Research and Investigation (First Edition) by Derek J. Paulsen, Sean Bair, & Dan Helms. Official description is as follows:

Research has shown that the majority of crimes are committed by persistent or serial offenders, with as little as seven percent of offenders accounting for approximately 60 percent of all crimes. By focusing police efforts on these prolific offenders and learning to identify, analyze, and resolve the crimes they commit, the law enforcement community can protect and defend the public much more effectively. Tactical Crime Analysis: Research and Investigation provides a comprehensive discussion on both the theoretical and practical aspects of crime series analysis, making it a critical resource for those engaged in crime prevention and investigation.

On the table — Two unlabeled books, and Spy Secrets That Can Save Your Life: A Former CIA Officer Reveals Safety and Survival Techniques to Keep You and Your Family Protected by Jason Hanson. Official description is as follows:

The New York Times bestseller that reveals the safety, security, and survival techniques that 99% of Americans don’t know—but should

When Jason Hanson joined the CIA in 2003, he never imagined that the same tactics he used as a CIA officer for counter intelligence, surveillance, and protecting agency personnel would prove to be essential in every day civilian life.

In addition to escaping handcuffs, picking locks, and spotting when someone is telling a lie, he can improvise a self-defense weapon, pack a perfect emergency kit, and disappear off the grid if necessary. He has also honed his “positive awareness”—a heightened sense of his surroundings that allows him to spot suspicious and potentially dangerous behavior—on the street, in a taxi, at the airport, when dining out, or in any other situation.

In his engaging and empowering book Spy Secrets That Can Save Your Life, Jason shares this know-how with readers, revealing how to:

• prevent home invasions, carjackings, muggings, and other violent crimes • run counter-surveillance and avoid becoming a soft target • recognize common scams at home and abroad • become a human lie detector in any setting, including business negotiations • gain peace of mind by being prepared for anything instead of uninformed or afraid

With the skill of a trained operative and the relatability of a suburban dad, Jason Hanson brings his top-level training to everyday Americans in this must-have guide to staying safe in an increasingly dangerous world.

Then there are the... emblems? On the wall, which are just various stock badges with no real significance. And the photo of Sarah, which can be seen here:

This is just a stock photo which can be found here, created by someone who seems to have a niche for criminal justice stock photography.

#txt #pic #virtual photography #long post #welcome to the game #wttg #scrutinized #luna youngman #blueblood killer #scrutinized sarah

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theblackcubeofdarkness · 2 years ago

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*appears behind him and goes to hit him with a pipe* ehehehehehe~ @dr-wylde @xen-wylde-universe

Bub I can withstand a nuke. I would fry your hard drive with some latin stuff then throw your lifeless corpse out the window but because your dating Xen I wont...

#ask blog #serial designation r was here #cube stuff #he didnt lose it... HOW DID HE JUST DO THA-

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velvetvexations · 6 months ago

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i refuse to watch the clone high revival.

IT AIN'T GOOD

This is my full review I posted in a server back when it aired:

The cast changes are one of the biggest issues. It completely throws the whole dynamic off because they lost Ghandi, who, admittedly, was inconsequential in terms of long term character relationships even if he was like half the show, but they add THREE new people who are all supposed to be way more relevant to the serialized story. Two fall very flat and one is okay but still misplaced. Let's talk about that. Confucius, at first, seems like the obvious 1:1 replacement for Gandhi because he's a cheery dude who partakes in silly antics. He's not a full Gandhi clone [copy] because unlike Gandhi, who had a habit of just assuming he was cool and proceeded to act like it, Confucious is, like, trying to get popular on Tikstagram, I guess? That honestly didn't really come up a lot, he just sort of drifts around being there whenever they need a guy who's not JFK or Abe. Then near the end he ends up in a relationship with Harriet Tubman, which is like, okay, because she's the only character even more generic than he is. Seriously, there is NOTHING about Harriet, absolutely nothing, I can say about her personality beyond "once was briefly concerned about turning into a wine mom". Her design being completely unrecognizable as a historical figure really plagues her whole character, like I truly in my heart of hearts believe that if you read the scripts they would all say "TBD Woman of Color".

Which brings us to the sidelining of Cleo. In the first season, Cleo was a major character and focus of several episodes. She was the person JFK was dating, that Abe wanted to date, and that Joan was rivals with. The entire show revolved around that relationship chain. So it's super fucking weird that Cleo goes several episodes into the second season before she gets more than a handful of lines. Here's why I think that is: Obviously, the second season had to be finished or very nearly finished by the time the Cleopatra [Queen Cleopatra (2023)] stuff blew up recently, but I think even before that we've hit a point where people are a lot more aware that Cleopatra was not Egyptian Egyptian and that her portrayal as such in the first season would get a little more side-eyed. This is even more true considering the mandated loss of Gandhi, as she and him were the only non-white leads. Adding two or three more PoC characters made sense! But being so awkward with the handling of Cleo, who did at least manage to wiggle back into the main plot a little, was still weird, and it sucks that two of the three added PoC characters were so badly handled. So which one worked? Frida Kahlo was pretty cool. I don't know nearly enough about the IRL person, but I can at least define her character on the show as the hyper-chill laid back girl and she had several funny jokes, and based on the little I do know of who she is, they referenced her being an artist several times as well as her distinctive physical appearance. Also, apparently her bisexuality, because Frida ends up with Cleo. And, you know, that's fine, but fucking Cleo? Can I please get an episode or three or six or an entire season just about Cleo realizing she's gay, because fucking what? It comes out (ha) that Frida likes Cleo and from there it's like, cool, she just has to have the courage to tell her, but that makes no sense. Even in this season Cleo has multiple jokes about being The Girl Who Is Hyper-Competitive And Puts Down Other Girls, like from top to bottom the stereotypical cheerleader of 2003, because, hey, the whole premise is that the clones were frozen in 2003 and were just unfrozen! can I get anything dealing with that beyond Abe almost saying the r-word in the first episode? *The old clones are from 2003, the new characters were raised since then and that generation gap is actually interesting when properly explored which it barely fucking is.

Okay. Moving on. There's another new character, Christopher Columbus's clone who goes by Topher Bus because he doesn't want to be attacked for it, and that's the first of several funny jokes we get from him that make him way more likable than the show wants him to be. He's given the early flaw that he's a dick online, but not even in a racist way or anything like that? In fact, he's generally shown to be pretty woke, and the main cast casually shove him out of the way when he tries to get involved with things! If they wanted to depict someone who like, pretends to be woke but really is an asshole or something, they do a terrible job of it and have him come off more like someone who's trying but keeps getting kicked for literally zero reasons. "Oh, but he's mean online!" Yeah, to JFK, who was an asshole like literally last week from the perspectives of the older clones. I don't mind JFK getting hit with the likability stick, but like with Cleo being into women it comes out of nowhere aside from the Abe Says a Slur joke where that contrasts JFK being told he's so sex positive for a lame cringe reference to wanting to fuck and you're clearly meant to think "ah, the roles have been reversed, now JFK is just a confidant bro while Abe is in danger of being an angry loser incel", but it just! Needs! More! Development than that! One interesting part of that dynamic flip is that now instead of Joan secretly pining for Abe while Abe openly pines for Cleo, Abe is secretly pining for Joan while she continues to date JFK as in the first season's finale. It gets kind of lost in the politics of the gender swap, though. Like, Abe is now in that incel space, and he tries to manipulate Joan and then feels real bad about it and stops, but taking the way that's framed with other things that happen this season it's like, oh, it's bad for a guy to manipulate a girl like this, even though Joan did that exact kinna thing back in season one and it was more just "lol wacky hi-jinx!". I'm not trying to be all Misandry Double Standard here, but it's one more reason why it would always be really hard to modernize this show in the first place. Another thing about Abe along similar lines is the musical episode, where a big deal is made of Abe having White Guy Confidence, and that is fucking astounding to me. Like, what? Abe is a constantly anxious loser who is fully aware of that fact, I get that White Guy Confidence is a thing but why the hell is Abe getting tagged with it and not JFK, who absolutely has always suffered White Guy Confidence? Beyond the fact that JFK is now a cinnamon roll out of thin air and Abe's new arc is about avoiding the MRA trap?

In that same subplot you had Sacagawea, George Washington Carver, and Kublai Khan fighting to be exceptional enough to shine despite Abe's white mediocracy, and again like with the primary additions nothing is ever done with either who they were or who they are now. They are literally just there because Non-White, which I want to stress I'm not railing against as a concept, but their lines could be given to literally anyone. GWC was actually in the first season, I'm not sure about the others, and there were some Goddamn peanut jokes! Maybe boiling him down to peanuts is an unconsciously racist meme, as is boiling down all of Black science to "the peanut guy", but if the new series is above that then maybe use fucking someone else you are comfortable reflecting in a humorous cartoon fashion that people will understand? It's not necessarily a race thing, like "oh they were overly cautious with the PoC characters". I can think of one joke offhand - not that it was the only one, just the only one I can think of - where the minor characters had a reference to their historical selves, and that was technically delivered by JFK. Between that and how generic Confucius and Harriet are, I feel like the whole idea, the first word in the title, just completely went out the window. In the first season, beyond spear-carrying "some bit character in this large crowd needs to provide a reaction to something", you'd never have an extended scene where a minor character wasn't making a historical reference. It might seem logical to allow them to be more than that, but think about it: these are, after all, minor characters. With the main cast, not every line has to be Nothing Bad Ever Happens to the Kennedys, but it's like when The Flintstones has everyone go to New Rock City to see The Rockles play a 60s pop song. It's like, what in God's name is the point then?

A few days later:

Okay. I think I've mediated on it enough. I can now give my opinion on a reworked season two. Here's what I would have done, assuming only that the mandate Gandhi be absent is absolute: The group dynamic more or less starts the same, with Joan dating JFK and Abe pining for her, it's a great reversed setup. Abe starts to drift in an incel direction, but Topher is there to provide the "don't get this bad" warning that keeps him on the straight and narrow. Joan and JFK quickly realize they aren't working out, and Joan figures maybe she wants to try lesbianism, because she just seems so much like she would be a WLW. She starts to go out with Frida while JFK teams up with Abe and basically acts as the new Gandhi in terms of silly comic relief who's often hanging out with the protagonist. They support each other in Abe getting with Joan and JFK getting back with Cleo, who's started going out with Topher partly because she's desperate for a boyfriend she actually enjoys being with and partly because she really hates having lost both Abe and JFK to Joan, but Topher is actually also in love with Joan, which puts him at odds with both Abe and JFK. Eventually Joan realizes she isn't gay but Cleo realizes she is and Cleo and Frida get together, which is extra emotionally satisfying because Joan lost someone to her this time. The wacky misadventures of Principle Scudworth and Butlertron are basically the same as they are in season two as it exists, the addition of Candide Sampson wasn't bad at all and overall those b-plots were pretty good with the exception of the really terrible Butlertron origin episode, but the end result in the season finale is all the clones being frozen again just as Joan is about to pick between JFK and Abe. Confucious and Harriet Tubman are not present.

At the time I did not propose further characters of color to replace either Confucious and Harriet and would have to think on it a lot to figure something out. Probably people other than me would be better at selecting good fits that are recognizable to an American audience. I also didn't solve the issue of Cleopatra not being Egyptian, but maybe they find out she's actually the clone of a less well-known Egyptian woman who started claiming to be Cleopatra for the clout? That's certainly something Cleo would do.

#clone high

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dynamytebytes · 3 months ago

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This is a sort of official design of Serial Designation R/Rossie!

I wish I made her coat more like a light beige, but I decided to test watercolors and I unfortunately didn’t have the color, nor could I successfully create one enough to my liking😭🙏 and her shirt underneath is supposed to be like a maroon.. bodysuit? Thing? I don’t know how to describe it. But that will be probably revealed in another post because I do have another piece of Rossie, without her coat! (If I don’t end up scrapping it, of course..)

[PS: if anyone cannot read the top for context, Rossie’s hair is temporarily different colors in this drawing because a certain someone found some old intact dyes…👀 lol]

Scottie editing here 2 hours later of whatever.. I just realized how there wasn’t any vital detail for the coat..😭oh well ig.. I’m not changing it back rn..

#oc art #art #oc #murder drones oc #murder drones #concept art #own character #md oc art #md oc

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ryuichirou · 3 months ago

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Some repliessss 🎃

Anonymous asked:

How are you guys feeling about the new twst event, The night before Christmas one, especially your thoughts on the new character!

I’m always excited for the Halloween events, Anon! All of them have been fun so far, and I love events with big groups of characters. Super happy to see Idia participate this year, we miss him a lot… it feels like we haven’t seen him in ages for some reasons. Especially in the same event with Azul and Jade and a lot of other guys!

And the gothic feel of the outfits is great, like super good. I am one of those people who haven’t seen the original movie, but the aesthetics of it are so good and suit the boys very well. Not saying anything about the Jamil card because I’m going to have cardiac arrest if I start thinking about it.

As it always it with us though, it will take some time for us to get to the event and actually watch it – we only watched the last Halloween one this spring. So we probably won’t be able to comment on anything related to the event for quite a while. It’s interesting that this is a “lost in the book” type of event though, but to be honest, I don’t know what to make of it. I hope it’s fun though, it better be.

As for the new character (is it Skully or Skelly?), I talked about him a little bit in this reply, and I don’t have much to add yet. Well, other than now that we see his full design I can tell he is pretty well-balanced. I hope they have a lot of fun with him in live2d sprites.

Anonymous asked:

aw the cuties! kid rook's longer hair makes him look like such a tomboy, do you think he got mistaken for a girl often?

Thank you!! <3

He strikes me as a wild kid that hops around from one tree to another lol So people’s first reaction would probably be “wow, that is one feral boy, who is that, Mowgli?”

But if he sat still for like one moment and people got to see his cute face and the long hair, I wouldn’t be surprised if someone thought he was a tomboyish girl.

Anonymous asked:

Why the younger tweels look kinda...😳👉👈

👀 😌 cute??? Aw, why thank you~

These two have been menaces since day one….

Anonymous asked:

I’m thinking of the eels when they’re younger getting a nanny who’s actually wanted by the cops but no one knows it. After a week with them, she turns herself in.

Oh that poor nanny lol See, they do good things sometimes! Like unknowingly torturing people until they confess their crimes to the police! And honestly, she is lucky, because her fate would’ve been worse if she stayed with these two…

I think Jade and Floyd were the types of kids who considered all the nannies and private teachers to be their toys. Of course, they are here to take care of them or teach them, but in actuality, they are here for them to entertain themselves. Nice enrichment for horrible kids…

Anonymous asked:

The question about me being Gidel and Fellow’s sponsor was in reference to the comic on kofi where the latter was forced to….service some dudes. He looked so traumatized, I want to hug him. Which is why my offer’s on the table! I don’t want anything from either except to scratch their ears. Emotional support scritches. ❤️❤️❤️

Ohh, that one! Got it <3 Yeah, that was a sad one; for some reason I always want to add some angst to their shenanigans… He really is traumatised, especially considering that by that point he almost started to believe that that life was in the past. But unfortunately running away from powerful people who need you to remember your place and their ownership of you is difficult…

Aw, now I made myself sad lol Please scratch their ears a lot!! They need it.

Anonymous asked:

Hi I was the anon who recommended Raul and the Vampire and recently I just found out that it has been serialized!!! So of course I have to share this great news to you heheh

Hiii, Anon!

Yes, we’ve seen it, but haven’t read it yet qwq I’m so happy for the author! Well deserved, I hope they get a lot of new readers and continue developing this story.

Thank you for recommending it once again. Whenever we randomly think about these two it makes us so happy lol

Anonymous asked:

Speaking of Vil, although their lives are somewhat different, this scene and song still remind me of him: https://youtu.be/mI3XowjxP1g?si=vfnFWJf5p2IEZY_W

I see your vision, Anon! Especially in a piano scene changing into a pole scene lol

Fame and one’s relationship with adoring/obsessive/hating/non-caring audience are difficult things to fully process 🤔

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