hi its midnight but im thinking about 3 star family
do you ever think about how well the three of them connect in their post-sb struggles? how each of them, in one way or another, lost some major part of their lives and now just have to… force themselves to move on?
popular hc that gregory has amnesia post-ggy. he doesn’t remember what happened- and we dont actually know how much he does remember. its entirely possible he lost more memories than just his time under glitchtraps influence. but now he lives with vanessa and freddy, and he doesn’t remember who he is or who he’s supposed to be. he should be getting to know his new family and home but he cant to that because he can hardly get to know himself.
in contrast to vanessa, who, pre-glitchtrap, had to have had some sort of circle of close friends or family that she knew. not only that, but her own life. she probably had plans for careers or hobbies or etc that she never got around to since she became vanny. i doubt she would even still be in contact with anyone she knew before. but now its over, and shes living a new life. shes got a kid, and a bear.. head. would she have trouble adjusting? just, having to give up what she had before?
and all that in contrast to freddy, who had his own purpose before sb. he had a job to do, as a singing mascot for the plex. he had that obligation, and reason, but all of a sudden he doesnt. all of a sudden hes just a head, he had no need to perform, and no band to play with. i dont think he dislikes living with greg and vanessa, but i wonder if he struggles with that lack of purpose. if he ever gets stuck because he doesnt know what to do anymore.
all of them dealing with such a similar problem of being thrown into a living situation that they arent used to, because they lost whatever they had before. but they’re figuring it out together. because they have EACH OTHER and everything WILL BE okay
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Whenever i set a new photo as my avatar on tumblr and it updates the quality of the image immediately drops so much- is this a me issue or just a stupid thing tumblr does? Whatever oh well this is my profile but clear and the full image
Immediately after adding the drawing to the post ive noticed many more issues but i honestly cannot be bothered to fix them- maybe ill delete this, maybe not. Anyways Riddle Rosehearts everyone woohoo
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WIP Wednesday (pretend its still Wednesday)
i got tagged by @your-talos-is-problematic and @boethiahspillowbook but the tags got lost in my sea of notifications and also i was kinda sick wednesday. F. but im doing it now so
vampire nerevar bc i can. i think the idea of voryn working tirelessly to cure him while nerevar is afraid of losing control and hurting him by accident is. so nice. as is voryn gently cleaning the blood off his face because neht is a messy eater. or even feeding nerevar some of his own blood 👀
and also a snippet from moon and star. i dont think ive shared this portion yet. if i have shhhhhhhhhh
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He then tugged Nerevar out of the party, leading him across the Ebonheart castle to his private room. Smug assholes that they were, they only gave Voryn a proper guest room as a noble in their party and expected Nerevar to sleep in the barracks. But finally somewhere private, Voryn locked the door and put up a silencing ward so no one outside could hear them.
“On the bed.” He ordered, and Nerevar hesitantly followed, sitting on the plush blankets. “Strip.” Nerevar hesitated once more, but eventually peeled away the fabric from his body, tossing it to the floor and leaving behind his undergarments. Voryn would allow that for now, as he instead went to his travel pack, pulling out a very elegant, sharp dagger.
“... Voryn?” Nerevar questioned him as Voryn began approaching with the dagger in hand, stripping as well. He left it in its sheath for now, placing it on the nightstand as he gave Nerevar a firm shove onto the bed. “Voryn?” Nerevar asked again, a bit more alarmed.
“You asked me to carve my name into you, Neht.” Voryn smiled sweetly down at him as he climbed on top. “And I have every intention of doing that now.” Nerevar’s eyes began shining with desire. “So long as you do the same to me first.”
“V-Voryn, I…” At that, Nerevar glanced away, “What if you regret it—”
“I won’t regret having your mark on me.” Voryn trailed his hand down Nerevar’s chest, wondering where exactly he should leave his own. The moon and star over his heart meant his chest wasn’t an option… Maybe his shoulder would be a good idea?
“But…”
“If we do have to part,” Voryn looked back up at his eyes, “I want to remember you, always, Nerevar.” He leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. “I want every future lover I take to look at that mark knowing I belonged to you. And I want to trace my hands across it, thinking of you, until your memory is burned into my soul…”
“I…” Nerevar’s voice was soft, his breath tickling Voryn’s lips. “If I do I… I won’t want to let you go, Voryn…”
“Then don’t let me go.” Voryn whispered back. “Love me selfishly and jealously, Nerevar. Gods know that’s how I love you.” He pressed another soft, quick kiss to Nerevar’s lips. “Love me possessively. Keep me at your side by force.” He let his fingers trail across Nerevar’s neck, feeling his pulse racing. “Claw me closer and closer to you until I can’t tell where I end and you begin, Neht…”
Voryn soon found his back on the plush bed this time, Nerevar on top of him and pinning his wrists to the bed.
“... I’m a horrible man, Voryn…” Nerevar whispered, as he began to press kisses to Voryn’s throat. “I’m a horrible, jealous man…”
“So am I, Nerevar.” Voryn replied, moaning softly. “I’m just as horrible as you, and I’m ready and willing for you.” Voryn gasped as Nerevar nipped at his neck, right where he left an already sizeable love bite as Voryn spoke. “I don’t care how awful you say you are, I want every piece of that rotten, selfish love in your heart, Nerevar.”
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