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SIMON FROM COLORED GAZE IS THE LOVE OF MY LIFE BRO I NEED HIM SO BADLY- / 19 years / Non-Binary / They/Them / INTP-T / Minors and ageless bios DNI / Art in pfp belongs to @clrdgaze!
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why the fuck is my brain going blank when Im trying to write theories, sorry guys for the delay
#i just dont know#head empty when i start basically#sorry you and him anon#youre the first on my list when writers block leaves
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GUYSSS GUESS WHAT IM WATCHING
#IVE WANTED TO WATCH IT FOR SO LONG AND I FINALLY FOUND A WAY TOO#I DONT KNOW WHAT ELSE TO PUT HERE IM JUST REALLY HAPPY
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How do the cast feel about thigh riding 👉👈
Ezra adores it when you're so desperate for him that you'd hump his thigh~ (he also has a drabble about it)
Blaire thinks it's very hot and would 100% want to do it~
Sammy tenderly places their hands on your hips and watches you closely, very excited
Chris is probably the one humping your thigh
Steph would let you, but would tease the hell out of you
Bess would find it very cute and let you wear yourself out on her thigh before she even entertains your begs <3
Kenneth would grind you against his thigh before fucking you </33
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"Ahh there you are... Why'd you run away? I've been looking all over for ya~"
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ok i wanna make a hated foods poll as a very picky autistic
Tell me why you don't like the thing you picked (flavor, texture, something else?)
RB for more results
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RH Dev Livestreams? Yes or No?
Since I'm doing CWP Dev Streams with Ziggy I figure I can do them for Patrons as well! It would be patreon only since it will be a lot of spoilers but it would be an option for any paying patron!
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"Marry me!"
Witch Reader: No, thank you - I have a cat.
"We could be so happy together..."
Witch Reader: My cat puts a smile on my face every other day, I'd consider that all happiness I need in this lifetime-
"Aren't you lonely?"
Witch Reader: My cat keeps me company... whether I like it or not.
"What makes this cat of yours so much better than me?"
Witch Reader: They are obedient...at times, if I desire peace and quiet I can quite literally zip their mouth shut, and, most importantly, they rid me of pests like you-
[A large, humanoid shadow towers behind the witch's admirer - claws hooking onto their shoulders as its head tilts to get a better look at its prey's face]
"Strike four...If only the little rats who chased after you aimed their efforts towards someone they had an actual chance with. Per our agreement I can eat this one, can't I, master~"
Witch Reader: Hm... not quite. Their liver could be useful to me in coming days so please keep that intact for me.
"Wh....what's standing behind me?"
Witch Reader: [smiles] My cat.
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[slithers into your askbox] soooo about that au? spill 👁👄👁
LILITH MY BELOVED!!!!
Okay so I can't say MUCH since this is an actual ongoing project I have but it's an AU I made with the help of @mr-ritza ofc, with helping me build up the whole universe and plot line and character building!
This was the very first post I made about it on Twitter:
Of course, by reading the two chapters I've made so far you can tell there's been a few things I've changed while writing and changing stuff with Mr. Ritza but this basically covers the main plot I have surrounding the plot. I would love to see peoples own theories about it though so I won't say much! (Please go read the two chapters guys please please please pleaseeee send asks, I don't bite i only jingle my clown shoes)
But along with Zachary the other two are in this au as well! Simon, who you meet in the first chapter is your neighbor and helps you move in as well. Seth hasn't been shown but Mr. Ritza already had a priest au with him and I can't remember if it was me or them but one of us ended up saying that we would add him in the priest au.
Also may I add that I have done SO MUCH RESEARCH for this project. I've done a ton of research about the victorian era for this and it has since dwelled into a hyperfixation on the time period. (One of the most popular song in the year Zachary died was Daddy Wouldn't Buy Me a Bow Wow.) Just as one example.
Im not sure what else to say without giving out some more hints because I really really want more asks about this au but I really love it and I'm super passionate about this project!
Yoshi has also been one of my co-writers and proofreaders as well so go give her some love as well!
#yandere vn#yandere visual novel#visual novel#male yandere#yandere male#coloredgazevn#colored gaze#clrdgazevn#coloredgaze#yandere
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WAKE UP BABE NEW COLORED GAZE AU I THOUGHT OF
Zachary belongs to @clrdgaze
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slight spoilers?
In case the people who are used to reading my theories want to make it the other way around, the Daisy Bell is a hint to what year Zachary died when he was human!
🥀Eternally Yours and Mine - Chapter Two🥀
Pairing: Corpse Husband Zachary au x Reader/MC
Word count: 2k again lets goooo
heheheh I don't know what else to put here but enjoy reading!
You were awakened by the sound of knocking at the front door at….5am?! Who the hell was up right now? You groaned, rolling over and trying to pull the pillow over your ears in hopes that the person would go away or maybe it was a branch hitting against the door. It didn’t though. You cursed under your breath as you pulled yourself out of bed groggily and slowly walked down the hall. The knocking persisted and you opened the door quickly, ready to tell off whoever decided to come around at this time. “What do you-!”
You quickly stopped talking when you recognized the person at the door and you remembered what you and Simon had talked about while you guys had brought in the boxes.
“So…..What exactly will the landlord look like? I never saw a picture of them on the website or anything and I wouldn't want to try and beat them up if they scared the shit out of me like you did.” You asked, picking up one of the last boxes while Simon did the same. “O-Oh….uhm…p-purple hair, and they’re q-quite pale.”
He hadn’t given you much information probably due to him being nervous but it was enough for you to double take right now and forced a smile on your face to seem perfectly sane and like you weren’t ready to cuss somebody out. The figure standing at the door was pretty tall and pale, light purple hair tied into a braid and it went down to their hip, he wore a dark purple shirt along with the whole fit. Gold glasses adorned his face which she pushed up slightly with a pale hand before speaking.
“You’re [Y/N], correct?” They asked with a calm smile. You nodded your head quickly, hoping to make a good impression in case they happen to be like your last landlord that would raise rent over the tiniest things.
“Oh, uhm, yeah, that’s me.” You mentally yelled at yourself for not sounding confident while you rubbed the sleep out of your eyes. The person (?) smiled and put their hand out for a handshake, you took it and looked down and was a bit surprised. Simon said that they were a bit pale but you weren’t expecting this.
“Nice to meet you, I’m Mr. Ritza.” They said calmly before speaking again, his face looking a bit worried. “Real quick though, is anything broken or anything? The lights are all working, correct?” They asked as her calm face started to morph into a somewhat nervous one as he looked past your shoulder and into the house.
“Uhm….Yes? I’ve only been here for a couple hours now so I haven’t really had the chance to look all around the house.” You responded hesitantly, confused about why they were so concerned about the….lights? But hey, at least he’s giving a damn about the house unlike your last landlord.
Mr. Ritza nodded and her smile slowly came back. “Well that’s good, But if anything ever does come up please contact me immediately and I’ll get it fixed right up.” He said softly as he stopped looking behind you and instead at you now. “Sorry for waking you up by the way, this is about the only time I can come out right now.” They apologized before starting to take a step into the doorway. “Simon had told me you wanted a tour of the house? It is quite big after all.”
It was true that you had been wanting a tour of the house but it was 5am and nobody wanted to do all that at this time of the morning. Not wanting to be mean, you smiled at them and shook your head.
“Not right now preferably, I’m still really tired but I’m sure I can do it by myself in the morning.” You responded, although the cold air outside was slowly waking you up.
He nodded his head before reaching into their back pocket and handing you a piece of folded paper. “I understand, although here’s a layout of the house just in case.”
You nodded your head and took the paper from their pale hand and unfolded it before taking a quick glance at it. You chuckled a bit as you folded it back up.
“Thanks, now hopefully I won’t get lost here.” You joked and they gave you a small chuckle in return before he started speaking again. “You’re welcome, I’ll leave you so you can go get some sleep now. My phone number is on the back of the paper if you need anything from me.”
You smiled at them and waved them goodbye. “Alright, thanks I will.” You replied and turned to set the paper down on the small table in the hallway next to the door. You were lost in thought for a moment before your thoughts were interrupted by the sound of….a bat? Your turned around quickly towards the door, Mr. Ritza was gone and you could faintly make out a chubby purple bat flying away. You stared for a few moments, trying to make out what happened before shrugging it off. It was probably just the fact you just woke up getting to you. You set the paper down and then went to bed for the night.
When you finally did wake up for the day it was about 11pm, the sun was already shining through the curtains, giving the room a welcoming glow. After going ahead and freshening up for the day ahead in the bathroom and a new pair of clothes just in case somebody popped by again, you went into the vestibule and got the paper off of the table that Mr. Ritza had given you before you started going through the house, starting with the first floor.
There were at least 3 floors from what you could tell on the outside and looking down at the floor plan you could see that there was also a basement and an attic that you would have to check as well….Maybe you should have taken up that offer last night but oh well. You made your way into the first floor kitchen, notepad in hand to take some notes on things you would find. Just like the rest of the house, the kitchen was very clean and shiny like someone who would wake up every morning to wipe down the cabinets and counters to make sure the place stayed in tip top condition.
There was a large cabinet right across from you against the wall filled with porcelain plates with what you could see through the glass on it. Walking up to it you pulled on the handles of the double doors only to find it a bit stuck which made sense since those plates had not been used for probably over 50 years. You huffed before pulling on them once more, nothing. Pulling once more there was a soft crackling sound coming from the two doors as they finally separated. You took out one of the plates from the cabinet and examined it.
You ran a finger across the plate and was pleasantly surprised to see that no dust or dirt came up on your finger when you checked so you wouldn’t have to go through washing all the dishes. They were slick almost like glass and were white with a blue flowery print all around the side of them in a circle and it was truly beautiful. You remembered how one of your few friends back home always had a thing for vintage stuff like you and you guys would have long rants back in high school history classes whenever you talked about victorian times. She would surely love to see this.
You went to go grab your phone in your back pocket to take a picture, your grip only slightly loosening up on the plate as you did so. It was dead silent in the house except for the sounds of you walking around and doing stuff. That was suddenly interrupted by a loud sound coming from somewhere else in the house, almost like the sound of music. You jumped and in the process the plate fell out of your hands and to the floor into smithereens causing you to yelp and jump back again to avoid and spare glass pieces cutting into your foot since all you had on was socks.
You had to take a moment and take a deep breath before he reached down and picked your phone up off of the ground, you turned on the screen and sighed in relief when you saw that the screen had cracked but you had a bigger problem to worry about. You could still hear the sound of music coming from somewhere in the house and you couldn’t tell where. Did Simon sneak in and was trying to scare you? Maybe he wasn’t as sweet as you thought he was….
“Tch, asshole…” You grumbled as you started to walk around the house to figure out where it was coming from exactly, going to the next floor upstairs you noticed the music got a bit louder. It almost sounded like it was above you? You reached into your back pocket as you looked up at the ceiling and took out the floor plan Mr. Ritza had given you before looking down at it.
You looked around for the entrance to some type of attic of something but it seemed that it had been erased from the floor plan. The music was still playing and you knew it wasn’t your mind playing tricks on you by the way you could pick out pieces of words in the song.
“Daisy…….give me…………..half crazy.”
It sounded crackley in some way, it was clearly one of those old songs by the way. Your face contorted into a confused look…..How could Simon have made it in here if you didn't even know there was an attic before? You felt a bit of fear come up inside the pit of your stomach but you pushed it down and told yourself that everything must have an explanation. You searched around the house for a little while, your footsteps being slow and wary now that you were unsure of what it was. It took a few minutes but as you walked towards the end of the hallway on the right side of the third floor you could hear the music clearly albeit it was muffled.
You looked up at the ceiling for any type of attic door that pulls down and noticed the string hanging from the ceiling. You pulled it down, ignoring the way your hand trembled when you did so. It fell down, the ladder with it, nearly smacking you right in the head if you hadn’t moved away just in time. A wave of dust came down with it as well and you covered your nose with your shirt and coughed into it.
“Daisy…Daisy, give me your answer do.”
The music was now clear as day, you were able to hear the lyrics and make the song out clear as day now. The room seemed to have a red glow to it. Swallowing down your fears you shakily climbed up the ladder and into the attic. You found that the red glow that filled the room was from a glass stained window of a rose and when the sun shined down on it, it filled the room with the light through the rose. It would have been comforting and gorgeous if it hadn’t been for the situation at hand.
“I’m half crazy…all for the love of you…”
Once you were finally inside of the attic you immediately started to search around for the source of the music and it didn’t take you but about 15 seconds of scanning the attic till you found a gramophone sitting on a small desk against the far wall playing the music.
“It won’t be a stylish marriage….I can’t afford a carriage…”
You shook your hands a bit to try and get rid of the feeling of paranoia and brushed it off by the creepy ass song making you afraid and walked over to the desk to go ahead and put all this shit to an end and probably go interrogate Simon to see if he had decided to mess with you like you originally thought.
“But you’ll look sweet, upon the seat of a bicycle built for two…”
The song came to an end before beginning to start over again. The begging cords started to play again and you huffed and reached for the stylus to take it off and stop the music when suddenly the record player scratched and started glitching almost and jumping all over the place, almost piecing parts of the song together.
Ŷ̷̳̰͕̬̼̳͖̖̞̫̭͉̭̠̀̾̅̚ó̶̧̦̫̺ͅû̷͇̀͋͒͆́̒͒̀̀̈̌̚͜͝ ̸͖͇̱̙̫̞͎͎̻̟̣̇͋͗̆̒̉̽͋̈́̅̿̈͠͝͝ͅľ̸̢̡̩̹͎̫̹͙͂͐̌̑̂̑̌̍͐͊͛̕͘͝ǫ̸̡͕͈̤̯͙̭̌̅̊̈̄̑̌̈́̀͘̕͘͠o̷̧͖͚̜̟͉̤͍͕̯̰̪̓̽͑̾̿̾̔̾̑̃̚̚͜k̶̛̞̯̐͊̐͌̓͋̀̍̈́̕̚͝ ̸̻̱̲͎͉̦̙̹̓̽̑͆̑̅͆̀͊s̸̨̧̺̩̭͇̯̻̻̬̙͔͔͛̓̀̒͒́͒͌̊̍͗̕ͅo̴͕̫͚͕͕͈̯͈̠͓̭͑̐̐̽͑̿͊͊͝͝ͅ ̴̱͔̟̤͙͖̦̪̱͎̘͔̫̙̪̋̽̍͗̔͛̊̈̈́̈́̽̃̃b̴̨̛̍̑̓̂̃̚͝e̸̡̢̬̰͍̲͎̦̦̭̥̥̱͑̂͗̔̓́͛͊͑́͐̎͠ą̷̧̗̞̟͓͎̲̳̩̳̤̣͛̓̍͌̍̚͝ū̶͙̼̣̟̺̖̺̎̍͜ţ̵̘̱̖̩͇̹̥̾͂̐͊ͅͅǐ̶̡̧̢̗̯̳͕̬͎̰̿̉͒́͌̇̀̚͜ḟ̴̛̩́͂̉̄̎͑͊̎̏͝ų̷̹̟̱̳͈̖̠͚͓̯̈́l̷̰̱̈́̊͌̃̑̓͑ ̵̰͈̯̠̩̼͇̻͙̻͙̠͓̺̈́̋̈́̎̓́͂̈́̃̒ẃ̸̢̧͚̞͖̜̤̞̣͙̣͖̲̓̃͂̎́́̓̀͌̃͊͆͘͝ḩ̷̙̿ͅe̵̛̪̊́͌͆͒͑͌͂͑ñ̷̛̤͓̬̜̬͈̻̫͕̓̈́̇̇͛͘͝͝ ̷̧̢̞̜͍̘̣͍̈͜ͅẙ̸̠̲͍̦̥͈̇̈́̍̎̀͆̕͘͝ǫ̶͇̪͎̙̩̠̐̊̉͋̒͐ṷ̶̧͓̞͚̺̣̥̬̰̝͍̋̉̃̂͝ͅ ̴̡̱͙̠̳̙̩̱̗̰̰̮̃̏̃͊s̵̨̢̩̪̗͍͉̻̤͗͘͝ľ̸̡͚͔̜̖̖͈̻̦ë̷̡̙̘̜̦̯̜̼̜̖͎́̈́́̀͛̾͘͜͝e̴̢̨̡̛͉͖̺̣̖̺̯̪̠͐̀̌̔̓́̇͊̅p̴̨̟̮̘͇̦̪͙͖͓̥̻̆̋̄̓.̸̨̡̛͍̞̻̙̤͚͚̹͕̳̬͇̏̉̾̋͊̂͘͘͘͝
Your heartbeat raced and you didn’t waste another second and pulled the needle off the record quickly and stopped the music. ….The only sound in the attic now was the sound of your heavy breathing as you slightly bent over and took a moment to collect yourself.
You mentally slapped yourself for letting such a little thing scare you so badly, what were you? Nine? You sighed and stood back up, and stared at the gramophone for a moment and remembered Mr. Ritza’s words about calling them if anything broke or acted up and went to grab your phone out of your pocket only to feel nothing there.
“Oh fucking come on-” As if things couldn’t get worse today. You started to walk back over to the ladder to see if your phone was laying in the hallway somewhere when you were suddenly blinded momentarily by a bright light right in your eyes. You instinctively covered your face before looking over at the source and saw something metal on the floor, the sun shining down on it through the windows and reflecting right onto your face.
Walking closer to whatever it was and bending down you saw that it was a ring. It was a beautiful golden one with diamonds adorned on the top giving it a nice sparkle to it. You carefully picked it up and turned it around in between your fingers and examined it. Running a finger around the band on the outside to feel the details and then doing the same on the inside of the ring, you were surprised to feel engravings on the inside of the band. It was somewhat dark since you had found it under the table so you stood up, holding the ring up to the light so you could see it better and you started to read it out loud.
“With you always….Eter-” You started to read it outloud until there was the sound of footsteps behind you.
“-Nally yours and mine…” A charming male voice spoke with a British accent right behind you as he finished his sentence.
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HAHAHAHA GET PUT ON A CLIFFHANGER-
Zachary belongs to @clrdgaze
If you made it this far and finished it thank you! I really enjoy writing this and already working on chapter three :>
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This was too good to stay on Twitter only
@clrdgaze
#Because he WOULD#HES THE FIRST THING I THOUGHT OF#SOMEBODY DRAW THIS#visual novel#yandere male#coloredgaze#yandere visual novel#colored gaze#coloredgazevn#clrdgazevn#male yandere#yandere#yandere vn
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I have a really good name idea for a simon fic but I need ideas yall pleaseeee
#i am BEGGING#PLEASE#TAKE THIS AS A FREE FIC OR SMTH BECAUSE ILL WRITE IT#yandere male#coloredgaze#clrdgazevn#colored gaze#coloredgazevn#visual novel#male yandere#yandere visual novel#yandere vn
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Wow. That's such a stupid hate anon. But just as some assurance, taking a shower, especially when you have bad mental health, physical disabilities, or other restrictions, is not some 'simple' thing. You need to get a towel, and washclothes or whatever you use to wash your body, and have soap or body wash or whatever. You need to take off your clothes, and fiddle with the water to make sure its the right temp, and then you have to actually, yknow, do the washing, and when it comes to hair care there can be so many different steps to that depending on hair type and all that, needing to have the right products, if its been a while combing out matted hair can be really painful, and so many other things. Then when you're done you need to dry yourself and put back on clothes, and thats a chore in and of itself!
People who don't struggle with things can says something is easy because they've never been in a situation where there are obstacles in the way, but just because one person can easily do something does not mean its the case for everyone. Never feel bad about stuff like this, and never feel bad to reach out for help.
btw you don't have to post/respond to this i just saw that anon and needed to get my thoughts out on it and give you some positivity! have a good timezone :>
No words, I just really aprecciate this and want other people to see it<3
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I think I'm obsessed with Seth, please help
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FEED THEM TO THE WOLVES, OFF WITH YOUR HEAD.
#i have a love hate relationship with him#i want to kill him#but somewhat like him#writing him gonna be a pain in my ASS#his theory was the shortest one ive written#visual novel#coloredgaze#yandere male#clrdgazevn#colored gaze#coloredgazevn#male yandere#yandere#yandere visual novel#yandere vn
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somebody please help I have no idea what to do
Wish me luck yall, a girl is threatening to jump me tomorrow
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Wish me luck yall, a girl is threatening to jump me tomorrow
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