#zsakuva community

[audioroleplayconfessions]

Venturing the world of ASMR audios is such an interesting ride. I've been thinking about trying it out but as an ASMR Reader where I read stories in a softer/more soothing voice to help people relax. Something that really fascinates me about ASMR audios is the communities that grow from them. Being in ZSakuVA's community has treated me well and everyone's been so kind. I have no negatives and I'm thankful to not be surrounded in toxicity. However, I'm not sure I can carry the same amount of energy that The Crumpets (that's the community name) have. With all the fanart, fanfics, memes, and AUs popping out left and right I wonder how they have so much energy every day! It's like trying to keep track of a ton of kittens at a Cat Cafe or something! I like to partake in a little fun, but I'm also just there to observe, create, and take in the good vibes. This community is a very creative bunch and it's something you have to see to believe. I like to call it.....chaotically sweet.

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[shelllyy]

Top girl boss in sakuverse

1. Isis(Xanthus) this women is just 😭💗 cause before her i thought xanthus i just so intellectual and knows it all but she humbled everyone 🤭

2. Terra(Elias's mom) absolute girlboss like running a mafia on your own. IDC if she turns out evil she's just that cool on my knees🛐 i think listener and she would be just a duo

3. Fran at first i didn't like her cause yk she tryna stab us💀 but really she got something in her also in ep9 the way her character was presented chef's kiss

I feel like we need more badass women representation. These characters are really underrated fr saku did a really good job on them

[des2dream]

This has been constantly on my mind the past few days and I've been doing some self-reflecting as of late.

Do I need to keep putting emojis in my posts? Do I need to keep putting in gifs when they're not needed despite the fact that I often put in one or two (or more)? I'm not a child, that much is clear, but do I come off as childish? I look at my Tumblr page and look at all the cutesy stuff I post such as MLP, Sailor Moon, Winx Club, etc. and while I do love those shows, the fact is they were intended for young audiences. I mean, look at my OC and my hand-drawn art! It looks like a little kid could made it in a heartbeat! People often see hand-drawn art as childish because it's not digital paint. Digital art is used much more professionally and that's understandable. Do people see me as childish? Maybe I should make some changes? I should do more to ensure that I take things seriously? I'm sorry, this comment just had me thinking a lot, that's all. I do admire and appreciate everyone who is a part of the ZSakuVA Crumpet Community no matter what posts they make and all the creative things they do. I'm just wondering what I could do for the future, you know? As a writer/creator, it's important for me to wanna do better rather than always stay the same.

[peppymintdreams]

What if Andrew and Isaac Never Broke up?

Here it is the twist that brung a question to my thoughts since it was revealed that andrew and isaac had dated yet broke up so 

What if Andrew and Isaac never broke up. Then what would be the fate of darling? I hope you enjoy it because it took me way too long having to think of a way to start and end it so enjoy! ^v^

Masterlist

Andrew sighed as he closed the file on his desk, the weight of the situation pressing down on him. He had read the submission multiple times, each pass stirring conflicting feelings. While he admired the student’s work ethic and attention to detail, the undertones of the submission were… more personal than professional.

Taking a deep breath, he dismissed his class for the day and waited. When he knew they'd be the last to leave the class, he found Darling staring up at him, a bit startled.

Andrew gave a tight but polite smile. “Oh, not you,” he replied, trying to ease into what was about to be a delicate conversation. “I need to speak with you for a few minutes. It’s about your recent submission.”

“Oh—Professor Marston,” they said, their voice wavering slightly. “I wasn’t expecting you. Is… is everything okay?”

Darling’s eyes widened slightly, and Andrew noticed their shoulders stiffen. Nervousness hung between them like a thick fog.Andrew motioned for them to sit. “It’s just a brief conversation,” he reassured, though his expression was serious.

Darling hesitated, lowering themselves into the chair opposite him, their mind swirling with doubt. They swallowed, trying to keep calm.

 Andrew turned toward Darling, noting how their eyes flickered with anticipation, even hope. He felt a pang of guilt but knew what needed to be said. He cleared his throat before continuing. “I’ll get straight to the point,” Andrew began, his voice softening slightly. 

“Your submission,” he began slowly, “was very well-done. Flattering, even. I can see the amount of effort you put into it.”

“… It was flattering, and I appreciate the sentiment behind it. Truly. But, it was also highly inappropriate.”

Darling looked down, cheeks burning with embarrassment. This was worse than they’d feared.

Andrew sighed, leaning forward slightly, folding his hands together. “Look, I want you to know that what you’ve written—it’s well thought out, and your admiration means something. I understand how easy it is to blur boundaries in an academic setting, especially when emotions are involved.” His tone was gentle, almost apologetic, but it carried the weight of authority.

“But...” Andrew’s gaze softened, and he spoke carefully, as though selecting each word with great care. “I’m in a relationship.”

Darling's head shot up, eyes wide. They hadn’t known.

“I appreciate that you see me in a certain light, and I’m flattered, really, but... my heart belongs to someone else. Has been for a long time.” A small smile tugged at the corner of Andrew’s lips, as if he was thinking of Isaac at that moment. His eyes seemed distant, caught between the present and a memory.

For Darling, the realization hit hard, like a curtain had been pulled back, revealing something they hadn’t been prepared to see.

“Isaac and I have been together for years, since university, actually. He’s been a constant in my life, even when work has been overwhelming or life unpredictable. He grounds me. Our relationship is something I cherish deeply.”

Darling’s heart sank further with each word. They wanted to speak, to apologize, but they could only sit there in silence as Andrew continued.

“I understand how easy it is to develop feelings in these dynamics,” Andrew went on, his tone remaining kind but firm. “But what you’ve suggested in your submission would cross ethical lines—both as a professor and as someone committed to another person.”

Darling bit their lip, feeling the weight of their actions fully settle on them. This was never how they had intended things to go.

Andrew gave them a small, almost sympathetic smile. “You’re a talented student, and I want to see you succeed. I’m not angry. Just… concerned. This could’ve easily turned into something that might have jeopardized not only my position, but your progress too. And that’s the last thing either of us want, right?”

Darling nodded numbly, feeling the crushing realization of their mistake.

“I have no doubt you’ll move forward from this and learn from it. And just for the record...” Andrew paused, looking them straight in the eye, his expression softening. “Admiration and respect don’t always have to lead to something more. Sometimes, the most important connections are the ones that remain professional.”

His words stung, but they carried a quiet wisdom, something that came not just from experience, but from someone who had navigated complex emotions before.

There was an awkward silence that followed, thick with unspoken emotions. Darling felt a pang of regret—not just for what they had written, but for the boundaries they had overstepped.

Andrew stood up, breaking the silence. “I’m not going to hold this against you. We all make mistakes. What matters is how we learn from them. Let’s leave this behind and focus on your work moving forward, okay?”

Darling swallowed the lump in their throat, managing a faint nod. “Okay. I’m... I’m sorry, Professor Marston.”

Andrew’s face softened further, and he offered them a small, kind smile. “It’s alright. You’re young, and these things happen. Just... take care of your heart, okay?”

Darling nodded, standing up shakily. As they gathered their things to leave, they couldn’t help but feel the lingering weight of the missed opportunity—not in romance, but in understanding who Andrew truly was beyond their own infatuation. They had admired him from afar, but the depth of his relationship with Isaac was something they hadn’t anticipated. It was a love that ran deep, one that left no room for anything else.

As they stepped out of the lecture hall, the door closing softly behind them, they realized that what they had written was not just inappropriate—it was misaligned with the reality they hadn’t seen. And now, they had no choice but to move on, leaving their feelings for Andrew in the past where they belonged.

As the door to the lecture hall clicked shut behind Darling, Andrew remained seated at his desk for a moment, staring at the now-closed file. He ran a hand through his hair, exhaling slowly. Conversations like this never got easier. He had always prided himself on maintaining professional boundaries, but sometimes, lines blurred without him even realizing it. He hadn’t seen this coming.

His thoughts drifted to Isaac. If Isaac knew about this, how would he feel? Not angry, Andrew assumed, but it would still weigh on him. Isaac was incredibly understanding, always had been, but Andrew hated the thought of anything—especially his work—causing tension in their relationship. He grabbed his phone from the desk and stared at Isaac's name in his contact list.

After a moment, Andrew put the phone back down. No, not now. He’d talk to Isaac about it later, but right now, Darling was what concerned him. He felt a sense of guilt, not because of the submission, but because of how easily admiration had morphed into something else. Maybe he should have been more aware of the dynamic, more perceptive to the signs. He had been so focused on nurturing his students' talents that he might have overlooked the emotional weight behind their actions.

He sighed, standing up and gathering his things for the day. The heavy silence in the room followed him as he left, and his mind remained clouded with the conversation, the student's nervous expression still vivid in his memory.

Meanwhile, Darling walked through the university halls, head down and heart heavy. They replayed the conversation in their mind, each word stinging more than the last. They had admired Professor Marston for so long—his intelligence, his kindness, the way he made them feel seen in a sea of other students. But admiration had turned into something more, something they hadn’t meant to cross the line into.

They knew now that they had misread the entire situation. In their mind, their feelings had been valid, but they had failed to see Andrew for who he truly was—a professional with his own life and commitments. They had let their emotions lead them to something inappropriate, something unfair to him and to themselves.

The thought of Isaac—someone they hadn’t even known existed until moments ago—left a bitter taste in their mouth. Andrew had spoken about him with such warmth, such love, and Darling had never heard him talk about anyone that way before. There was a part of them that ached knowing that Andrew's heart had already been claimed, and that there was no room for the kind of affection they had hoped for.

It wasn’t just the romantic rejection that stung. It was the realization that they had failed in keeping their own emotions in check. They had let admiration turn into something unprofessional, and that wasn’t who they wanted to be. The respect they had for Andrew had clouded their judgment, and now, the only thing they could do was to learn from it.

As Darling stepped outside into the crisp autumn air, they inhaled deeply, trying to clear their mind. They knew things would be awkward for a while. Every lecture with Andrew would feel different now. But they also understood that this moment wasn’t the end of the world. It was a learning experience—one that came with its fair share of discomfort and disappointment, but also a chance to grow.

And maybe, they thought, they could still admire Professor Marston—not as someone they had feelings for, but as someone who had helped guide them through a difficult moment in their academic journey. Maybe in time, they would come to appreciate the boundaries he had set, and the care he had shown in navigating such a delicate situation.

They walked toward the campus library, resolving to focus on their studies, on what really mattered. Because in the end, this wasn’t about Andrew Marston and their feelings for him—it was about their future, their growth, and learning how to navigate the complexities of professional relationships.

And while the sting of rejection would linger for a while, they knew that they would come out of this stronger, more self-aware.

Settling into a quiet corner of the library, they unpacked their bags, placing textbooks and notebooks in front of them. There were assignments they needed to review, papers that were half-finished, deadlines looming. It should have been enough to pull them away from the whirlpool of emotions they were drowning in.

But as they opened one of their binders to grab a sheet of paper, something else slipped out.

Love letters.

Dozens of them, tucked carefully away in the pockets of the binder. Each letter, neatly folded and written late at night, bore the weight of their unspoken feelings for Andrew. The sight of them was a gut punch, a reminder of the hours spent pouring their heart out for someone they now knew they could never have.

Darling stared at the letters, their chest tightening. How many sleepless nights had they spent crafting each word, choosing the perfect way to express their admiration? How many times had they imagined giving them to Andrew, picturing his reaction, the possibility of something more? And now, all those dreams seemed so far away—unrealistic, naive.

A tear slipped down their cheek as they gingerly unfolded one of the letters, running their fingers over the inked words. They didn’t need to read it to remember what they had written—the lines were etched into their memory, a bittersweet echo of feelings that had nowhere to go.

The weight of it all was unbearable.

With trembling hands, they closed the binder, placing it aside. It hurts too much to look at those letters right now. Instead, they grabbed a fresh sheet of paper, as if to rewrite their own story—a different story, one not bound by unreciprocated love.

They hesitated for a moment, then began to write. This time, it wasn’t a love letter to Andrew. It wasn’t for anyone but themselves.

Love, you’ve been a surprise, haven’t you?You’ve woven yourself into places I didn’t expect, tangled me up in dreams that weren’t mine to keep.

But you’ve taught me too.

You’ve taught me that sometimes, the heart leads you to places you’re not meant to stay.And that’s okay.

More tears fell, dampening the corners of the paper. But they didn’t stop writing.

There’s beauty in the unexpected, in the lessons we learn when things don’t go our way.

And maybe, love, you weren’t meant for me in the way I hoped.

But I’ll carry you anyway, as a reminder that some things are meant to be felt, but not kept.

Darling exhaled shakily, the catharsis of the words easing the ache in their chest. Their hearts still hurt, and it would for a while. But at least, with each word, they were reclaiming something—a bit of peace, a bit of understanding.

As they wiped away the last of their tears, they placed the poem in their binder alongside the letters, knowing that this too was part of their story. A chapter they had to live through to grow stronger, to move forward.

And for the first time since leaving Andrew’s office, they allowed themselves to breathe.

Back in his office, Andrew finally grabbed his phone and sent a brief message to Isaac:

“Hey, just finished with a long day. Looking forward to dinner tonight. Love you.”

As he pressed send, Andrew felt a sense of relief. He had done the right thing. And as he packed his things and prepared to head home, he looked forward to seeing Isaac, the man who had stood by him through so many challenges, and who reminded him why boundaries were so important.

[zsakuva]

So, I just read two Kayson x reader fanfics posted within hours of each other.

One is FLUFF, courtesy of @c-t-r-l14.

The other is ANGST, courtesy of @belladonnadawn.

The duality and unity of the Crumpet community is a wonderful thing to behold, and I absolutely love it.

[c-t-r-l14]

So…we just all got Isaac fics in our drafts right now??

[sbewyz]

Ive been posting YV fanart so on a related note about the asmr/audio rp creators-

Its kinda wild how no one seems to give af about how many of these creators are using uncredited or AI generated art in their videos.

Considering how much (deserved) noise theres been when someone reuploads or steals these creators own audios and how i can only imagine the same people would react, if their voices were taken to make a AI version of it that was then used to make whole new videos, You would think theyd understand how disrespectful it is as another kind of creator to have your work taken without credit or permission.

Seriously, your content centers around AUDIO, do you need the AI generated frankensteins monster anime boi in your video that bad?

Or is the content YOU make just not that good that you have to rely on somebody elses to piggyback off it?

"credit to the artist" doesnt magically give credit to the artist.

"If you know who the artist is lmk so i can credit them" Im sorry, why is it now your VIEWERS job to do what you were supposed to BEFORE YOU USED THE ART IN THE FIRST PLACE?

"AI generated art" is literally just images made by scraping nonconsenting artists work.

Theres so many ways to go about getting graphics for your video that are perfectly fine and dont require you to steal somebody elses work so legitimately I do not understand this fenomenon at all.

[saxobuggie]

If you have a tc, and you're very much coping alone

Allow me to introduce you to this fine specimen and his va series

Andrew(the male lead) IS SUCH A SWEETHEART. AND HOT. AND HIS LAUGHS ARE EVERYTHING >>>

[audioroleplayconfessions]

I’m a little confused by the ZSakuVA community’s use of gifs/pics

A lot of the posts of the community on here have off-topic gifs or pictures of some cartons or something that I really don’t understand. Like it’s not a meme and has nothing to do with the rest of the post so why add it? Makes it look like they’re all very young.

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[boxkitkat]

Random post on some small ZSakuVA verse headcannons! <3

(Mainly for Isaac and Elias o(>ω<)o)

Isaac: Isaac probably has a habit of doing that little leg bounce whenever he’s anxious. Before he met the listener and got closer with them he probably smelled A LOT like coffee.

When he was probably 8-11 he took piano lessons for a while but simply didn’t feel like music was something he was interested in.

Isaac as a kid (like around 5-7 years old) would struggle with sleeping so his mom (maybe sometimes joined by his dad) would end up helping him go to sleep by playing with his hair, putting on a small puppet show for him while reading a bed time story with cute animal hand puppets.

His favorite bugs are blue butterflies and ladybugs because they would remind him of whenever he helped his mom in the gardens and little butterflies and ladybugs would show up near the flowers in the spring.

He finds hot chocolate or a warm tea comforting on cloudy or rainy days.

His houses garden would probably have like a miniature waterfalls here and there.

Isaac probably has a messenger for himself like Adriel did to communicate through his workers, or just emails them or calls them but never meets any of his workers in person face to face.

He would be a girl dad. Dressing up in frilly princess dresses with plastic tiaras and attending the finest tea parties with the most high quality and rich wooden biscuits and cookies all to make his daughter happy. Of course when he had the time to. He probably has a black silk robe. Wouldn’t be surprised. As well as a really high quality grey or navy blue kimono stashed away in his closet. Maybe a gift from one of his older clients who is aware of his ethnicity background.

He’s really ticklish behind his knee.

He definitely has a disappointed and judgmental Asian dad glare if you do anything stoopid in-front of him.

He would appreciate the listener helping him with taking care of orchids that he gotten, maybe hug the listener from behind with his arms around their waist while they gently watered the orchids and he gives em a small peck on the cheek :D

He’s got a whole bunch of fancy watches, some as gifts from his clients and some from a collection his grandpa probably had of watches.

Elias: He’s mixed with Mexican and Filipino background, the Hispanic side from his mom and the Filipino side from his dad. He likes Thai food a lot. Specially Pad Thai noodles.

Some of his fave desserts are Ube cookies, and concha’s (specifically the white ones).

He would like to hold a grill with his old friends from high school.

He would tackle an enemy down like a football player.

He definitely uses the word “opp” in an unironic way.

He wears compression shirts during a workout, or loose no sleeve shirts that show off his muscles.

Kinda random but he was taller than most of the other Saku verse boys during their tween years.

In middle school and high school he would get really dirty and hurt a lot (scratches, bruises, etc) due to playing sports with his friends.

(this head cannon is inspired off of another crumpets head cannon so credits to them for this idea!) His mom was religious (not crazy religious but yknow) catholic to be specific so he was raised with an upbringing of some religious faith. He isn’t super religious himself tho, not as much as him mom was. And also he probably has a cross necklace as well that he sometimes wears.

Elias wears mostly silver jewelry because it goes well with his skin complexion.

Listens to the reggaeton genre usually and rap too, he would definitely get jiggy with it to El Coco No.

Speaking of dancing, Elias is probably a pretty good dancer but insists that he’s okayish.

He’d make listener dance with him, especially if it’s a romantic song.

He likes some of Franks Sinatras music mainly because it makes him think of his listener probably or his mom due to Franks music (from what I’ve heard) being very sentimental.

He likes to make himself banana milkshakes sometimes in the mornings.

He’s got a sick belt collection and is very much proud of it and WILL show it off to anyone who asks. He’d wear them on special occasions tho or not at all cuz they are his precious babies.

His jaw can open oddly enough very widely without dislocating it somehow.

He’d probably do that thing where people lift up their eyelids inside out to mess with James because James finds it icky and recoils and cringes at it. (He’s done this ever since he was 10 when he discovered James didn’t like that.)

His go to late night snack is a PB&J sandwich or instantly noodles.

Luca: He has a high pitched scream.

He’d have a comfort pillow, he’d cuddle it incase whenever his listener isn’t home (like on a business trip or something)

He has flat hair so he tries to blow dry it to make it have more volume but it isn’t able to hold up for long after a while sometimes.

His hair is very shiny.

He brings a small lotion bottle with him wherever he goes to keep his hands and arms moisturized.

He’s sometimes tempted to eat things that aren’t edible but look edible.

Half of his twitter feed is cats and capybaras.

He might’ve been in a few clubs in high school, like chest or volunteering work.

Luca was a really energetic kid with the people he was closest with and his parents would sometimes struggle keeping up with that.

He liked sandwiches a lot as a kid, he still does and I think he would have a great appreciation for those little tea sandwiches. He’d absolutely adore those sandwiches.

Whenever he’s cooking he puts little hair clips on so his hair doesn’t get in the way of his face and distract him while cooking or getting any hair into the food he’s making. The hair clips probably have little animals on them.

Small head-cannons for the others!:

Andrew likes to wear a lot of gold jewelry, he stretches a lot from having bad seating posture making his body feel sore. Kayson definitely plays around with his brothers by picking them up and throwing them over his shoulder, he’d do this a few time with his listener as well if they are being bratty or playful. Dontis wears those Hawaiian shirts and has crazy bed head. Jonah likes to dye his hair a lot with a bunch of different bright colors, his hair is very dead, and he likes subtle vanilla scents. Rowan likes garlic bread and he gently rubs his listeners hand with his thumb whenever therye nervous or upset. Asirel owns a sick blood red sports car and sometimes sun tans next to his smancy fancy pool with a speedo on and some fancy sunglasses (gotta keep the tan up.)

Okayy thats all for now!! Hope you enjoyed reading and ty for listening to me share! And ofc pls feel free to say your own personal thoughts and feelings on my head cannons or your own personal head cannons! Ty Crumpet Nation! ☆ ～('▽^人)

[des2dream]

Crumpet Community Thoughts💗🍪🌹

It feels weird having random thoughts about The Sakuverse without mentioning the whole fandom/community that came along for the ride. Whether it be YouTube, Twitter (X), Tumblr, or Tiktok you've got The Crumpets making good fan content of their favorite fictional Sakuverse men. You got fanart on the right, animatics on the left, fanfiction in the east, and AUs in the west. Fangirls and boys have expressed themselves. Even nobinaries don't want their beloved men shelved. There's also headcanons here and there. They've got OCs EVERYWHERE! I am fascinated by them; yes I am! I'm intrigued by them, Sam-I-Am! While I don't see this as anything new since I've been aware of these kinds of fun and activity in other fandoms, there's something special here. When it involves fictional characters that you can't see but only hear.....the imagination is on full volume. There are times when I question where people get their talents from because I've seen some beautiful fanart going around with both the Sakuverse men and the OCs that fans have. A lot of them are so cute! I'm also pretty impressed with some of the fanfiction since I'm a writer and I love good storytelling. Still.....some of The Crumpets are unhinged! That I will not deny! We've got cuteness with a mixture of unhinged and it's honestly fun.....as long as nobody's getting hurt!😅💕

[shelllyy]

Lol the best thing that has happened to me is being a part of saku community like every crumpet is so supportive and i feel like i match with everybody's vibe here definately be friends irl 😭♥️ does anyone else get emotional about this too?! Also every zsakuva character is soo perfectly crafted and always been a comfort to me. Gosh it's literally been 3 years since I've been a part of the community times fly i feel so nostalgic

[grim-has-issues]

Hello!! Are you a part of the Zsakuva and/or GBA server? What’s your impression of them (like… are people chill over there haha? I don’t usually hang out on discord), and do you maybe have a link for GBA’s sever that works? All the ones I found keep saying expired 😭🫶🏻

Sorry I’m asking out of the blue! I remember this really interesting ask from Saku’s tumblr (the one with a bunch of super thorough question?) and I didn’t realize you listened to GBA as well hehe~

Hey, I am not apart of the ZSakuVA server, but I am apart of the GBA server. They are extremely kind and welcoming over there, but I rarely engage in any meaningful conversation (cause it makes me nervous)

This is the official link: https://discord.gg/bjyEaZ49wG

Hope this helps!

[peppymintdreams]

For those that haven’t voted (and sorry for those that did) here’s a description on our options (I may have spent to much time on Elias’ 😅)

Fifty Shades of Chocolate

Luca and reader have been having bets over the past month with Reader winning nearly all of them and feeling defeated Luca in a last ditch attempt to have at least one win challenges him, he bets that reader can’t go till the end of the day without touching him for a whole day accepting the challenge reader also challenges Luca the same now nervous Luca accepts but being smart Reader has a secret under his sleeve something so addicting Luca can’t keep his hands off of reader

I want to Fuse and become one

Andrew always knew Darling was different, there was something undeniably magical and special about them, after all they were his students who managed to enchant him with their talents and the overall being. Being a mythic was something Andrew didnt expect; it didn't come as a complete surprise, when he learned that Darling was a mythic. What neither of them expected was the discovery of a power darling possessed that could bring them closer than ever before. Darling begins to wonder if they can become more than just two people connected  as their relationship deepens, if they can truly fuse and become one.

A work of art from god

Isaac has somehow finished all his work and is walking through the house and stumbles on pickle contemplating questioning on what there doing pickle mentions how they have art block and they want Isaac to be there Nude reference, Nude was the word the echoed in Isaac’s mind, Nude they said he hesitantly agrees and removes his clothes and watches as Pickle examines his bare body looking up and down taking their time painting every detail of Issac’s fair skin

Coffee

Life under the protection of the wraiths had taken a serious toll on Barista. Every day felt like it was crashing down, and the constant warnings from Elias and Warden to stay aware of their surroundings only added to the mental burden. The looming threat of death weighed heavily, leaving Barista mentally scarred. Unable to sleep, they lay awake at night, haunted by fears of a future where they wouldn’t survive.

One late night, Barista stumbled upon a cup of coffee that triggered a painful memory—the fire at Brewhouse. It had exploded, taking the lives of so many innocent people. Barista could have died if not for Elias, who had saved them. The memory of the coffee reminded them of their old job at the Brewhouse, and why they worked there in the first place. Their boss had been a horrible person, and the things he did left Barista traumatized beyond recovery.

Barista found themselves increasingly addicted to coffee. The drink became more than just a stimulant; it was their way to stay awake, to stay alert, to survive. But as they relied more and more on coffee, their mental condition worsened. Hallucinations crept in, and their behavior became more erratic and risky. Elias noticed the changes and tried to intervene, reminding Barista that self-control was important. However, Barista became hysterical, convinced that coffee was the only thing keeping them sane. It became their lifeline, their only means of survival.

Hello lil minty dreamers I’m thinking about writing something and I want you guys to chose

[anonymousredactedconfessions]

Not a confession

Hey presit, do you happen to know if there is any asmr or “boyfriend audio” that also has plot, like redacted? Redacted is the first series/channel for this audio stuff I’ve been into, so I’d was wonder if redacted is an outlier in the community or not..

I think i will leave this open ended for more people in the fandom to add onto as well!

My recommendation is ZSakuVA!

[birdyyyyyy]

anyone of the zsakuva community that shifted there ? :)