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imagine waking up after suddenly feeling yourself thrust from the world itself and disconnected from the cycle. you were lost in a vast void for what felt like forever. you couldn't quite move despite freeing yourself a few mere cycles earlier, and yet there you were, stuck in the void, unmoving - and now you're here - where is here, exactly?
you look down. blood. thre's blood. on your hands, on your face….. it's coming from your head and chest. it was coming from your head and chest. it's run its course already. you've run your course already. that's you. that's your blood splattered on your body. but you're watching like a bystander. one of your overseers - the one you named, the one that has one hell of its own personality, is staring in disbelief. it's looking at your corpse. you're dead.
gods weren't meant to die.
were you ever a god? are your kin gods? they're like you, yet you died, can they die too? do they bleed as well? why do you bleed? why did you bleed?
that's not you anymore. it's your corpse. lying dead and cold, disconnected from the rest of itself - you'd cut your connection with so much of yourself for your own freedom and you'd suffered through it. you were almost there. you could almost go out. you could almost see the sun and feel it on your own body.
but there was a flash of gold.
then, you'd found yourself in the void.
now? you're almost ethereal. it's almost as if you're not of this world. almost as if you're not there --
your overeer perks up. it notices you. whatever you are now. you hadn't noticed until now.
an echo.
of what once was, or what will be?
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I AM CRINGE BUT I AM FREE!
Ever since the Cherrybush propaganda started its work on me I’ve been working on this one-shot thing for an AU based on this theoretical I had bouncing around in my head: what if Hunter ended up helplessly immortal too? Just like Saint?
So I thought I’d give this whole “fanned fictions” thing a try. And after a little more thought, I was like hey, why not share it on the gay gay homosexual gay website? They love this shit here.
So yeah. Enjoy some Cherrybush.
(oh and CWs for Character Death and themes of certain Ideations:tm:)
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Flesh and Blood - Cycle 19
Whew! So uh. Empty Words (our main AU) is definitely still ongoing, but we realized the initial chapters were headed for a continuity snarl. Those are going to be underway for a little.
Meanwhile, we decided to start a smaller scale thing totally outside of that (with less characters) to practice a few things while we sort that out.
And so, presenting the start of: Flesh and Blood, an Artihunter/Cherrybomb fic!
We've already got this thing plotted out start to finish, though it'll take a bit to get there. It's also... probably going to be pretty slow burn, and potentially heavy, so be warned.
Anyway, here's hoping you enjoy if you check it out!
#rain world#rain world au#rw au#rw writing#rain world writing#rain world fanfic#rw fanfic#fanfic#rw shipping#rw artihunter#rw cherrybomb#rw: flesh and blood
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If I wrote a fic about the aftermath of Surv and Monk's family losing two pups at the same moment, would you guys read it?
it'll be filled with a bunch of my headcanons about them and I promise I'll make it interesting story-wise.
happy ending? depends on how generous i am. it'll probably only be a few chaps long. simply for fun!!
#rain world#slugcat#rw survivor#rw monk#rw third sibling#slugpup#fanfic idea#slugcat family#it'll probably be on ao3 since i refuse to go back to wattpad please dont make me go back#i have some writing experience but it was mostly just cringe ship fics and ONE original story#also i was a pretty serious roleplayer back then so i think it would be a decent fic
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they have him pinned, but at least they're warm!
fanart for @tsunochizu 's backwards through the snow fic! im SO normal about this story (still emotionally recovering from chapter 15) i love this fic so much <3
they are the STINKIEST of family...
(for those who haven't read this fic, first of all, go read it now. but also pebbles is mostly ok. kinda. hes just dirty and stinky... amongst other things)
#rain world#rw backwards through the snow#am i allowed to use that tag i hope so#ouyhgdhggdh this fic.... THIS FIC.....#this fic is everytging i wanted for a rain world fix it fic#like this fic has destroyed me and fixed me again ugh its so good#i could gush about this all day but unfortunately i am bills to pay children to feed . so have this fanart#everybody say thank you tsunochizu for writing such an amazing story full of super interesting headcanons and hurt/comfort#five pebbles#artificer#my art#now that i look back on the size ref i think i messed up the proportions a lot errmmmm oops#confession. i may have ressutected my dead art account JUST to post this fanart c:#pibblescribble
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In honor of the @rw-ship-showdown I wanted to write about Artihunter as someone who jokingly slapped them together pre-downpour and still thinks they are actually very compelling. Just not in the super soft love wins kinda way (Although I get why people like that more)
And the only way I know how to do that is talking too much so heres a far too long slug essay-
Obviously the slugcats don't offer a ton of characterization but theres not nothing to work with. Their stories, whether by their roles in it or the overarching themes do provide a backbone to work with. Even gameplay itself can provide a bit. (for some more than others)
Hunter, to me, is ultimately a story about selflessness. The goal is to revive Moon, which is very much an act of kindness from both Hunter and NSH. But the weight of that action is much more significant for Hunter- Hunter is deeply sick. They're on the clock, and for all their skill in combat none of that will ultimately help them to survive longer than their body can hold out. Moon is a close friend of NSH but that means little Hunter- Hunter really gets next to nothing out of helping them, and ultimately pays quiet a bit spending their limited time alive fighting to deliver that neuron so that someone else can live.
To spend ones limited days on helping another, in a game that very much stresses the unwavering cruelty of the world and nature- is pretty notable. (And you could even say that Hunter being the Hardmode of Rain World adds another layer to this)
And then we have Artificer. A storyline that very much stands out to people as more… villainous (so to speak) than the other slugcats. Artificer's story covers a lot of things. Trauma, violence, revenge, etc. Revenge is a bit of a selfish desire- That need to see someone hurt as they have hurt you. A punishment that ultimately does not fix whatever harm was done- but feels good to see because you were hurt and now those responsible share that pain.
Artificer's actions are founded in that need for revenge, their pups killed for overstepping boundaries they didn't know existed. Is it not fair for them to be angry at that, to punish the scavengers for their violence with their own? Why should the scavengers ever be forgiven when they and their pups were not? And that's how you get that loop- Harm for harm over and over.
The original action has been lost in a spiral of violence for violence. And here stands Artificer- their very spirit scarred. Not just because they sought revenge, but because they never ceased trying to scratch that itch for violence as an answer. Artificer only has two paths for their story- killing the scavenger king (Someone who, really, has little to do with the original 'crime' of the scavengers, but represents an important individual to them- as did the slugpups to Artificer), locking themselves as karma one for good and spending the rest of their life chasing creatures that no longer even fight back in a warped sense of closure- or to dissolve themselves in the acids of the void sea because they're too far gone to find any real peace.
They can't meaningfully recover from that state, not alone, twisting in on themselves. Even if they halt their actions, they've been using violence as a feeble defense against their own pain- violence that no longer has any real direction or basis. Artificer gets no real closure from killing the scavenger king. All they can do is continue the cycle, or try to scrub it away. No real peace in a prison of their own making.
So you have a creature, who even with a strict timer on their life- a body that will crumble to disease, spends its last bit of time on saving another. And another who was so caught up in the pain of loss that were eaten alive by their own anger, poisoned their own soul on such a deep level even self-proclaimed gods have no solution for them.
What peace can they offer each other? For Hunter, its only a fleeting moment of happiness- of selfish love, before their own body fails them. A bit of indulgence in something for themself. For Artificer, its a single, comforting thread to ground them again, something tangible to protect and care about again.
But thats a thread that will ultimately be snapped under the cruel indifference of the world. Hunters timer will tick down regardless of if it takes another with it. Its a tragedy- its doomed to end badly. Whatever good it offers to either of them to find each other will only provide the fleeting comfort of a band-aid that will be ripped away too early.
But all that can be worth indulging in anyway, if only for the moment. It doesn't change the ending, but the ending was never going to be happy.
Its can so yuri
#rain world#rw shipping#tagging that just cause this is explicitly about that even though I usually dont do shipping stuff#with that said i dont even think this particular interpretation of a possible dynamic needs to be romantic its just kinda#about companionship in general. companionship thats going to absolutely shred an already unstable slug emotionally but thats#the point. friendship and love in spite of the unavoidable ending#just noticed this is like 80% theme analysis and 20% 'these go together just trust me'#but also theyre both girls because i want them to and also because im channeling hornet from hollow knight#who made me so deeply ill that my rain world tags still havent outcompeted my Hk tags because i drew her so much. so so much.#hunter is hornet coded to me and artificer is like if angela and gebura from lc combined into a deeply fucked up ferret#also i did tag the poll because they kinda inspired this but also. i wasnt gonna put all this out here WITHOUT a readmore thats embarassing#but i guess this is propaganda for a ship already seen as popular but like... idk i think theres something to it even as someone#who did literally slap them together originally because they were both red slugcats i considered girls. predownpour so we didnt have anythi#anyway hi tag readers i have so much work to do im being bad by writing about gay slugs. i need to get myself together#its so late this might just be nonsense bwaaaaaaa
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is this anything
#rainworld#rain world#rw artificer#artificer#rw scav king#my art#im thinking about writing a fic about them.......#i have an outline sort of....#regicide#i think thats the ship name. i love it
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Yeah no I'm not done with them yeaah no
I hate them so much these two fudkers they're NOT gonna be happy . No. Right now they are maybe(not really), but later? No
#rain world#rainworld#rain world no significant harassment#rain world five pebbles#rw shipping#sigpebbles#rw sigpebbles#rw ragequit#two clowns. stuipid#don't get me wrong I still like other ships but. this one is just. doesn't have as much stuff as I want . y'know#i'm desperately trying to find it and every time I fail#it seems like I've seen everything#so I'll draw them myself then!!#and write about them myself!#and think about them! no one can stop me!#I'll hold them in my hands and then squish them like two fruits. ANGRILY#pmpwbrrs#rw
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Guh.
#scugbots comic#rw#rain world#rain world au#ciorart#five pebbles#comic#I am going to have a struggle writing when they meet tbh#too many ideas
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Working on hosting a MAP soon! I can't wait to release the call~
#toxart#emergence#cover art#five pebbles#map cover#rw#rain world#rain world au#emergence fp#multi-animator project#animals#rain world fanart#I just have to write the script and prep the references
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Among everything, I traced a four-leaf clover and I named it after you. I woke up after that, but I still remember what I asked the moon from my window: that if I admit I'm in love with you, will that lead to dominoes cascading into another apocalypse? It did not answer me, so I still don't have it. But I'll admit. I am in love with you, and it's worth hundred worlds ending.
- excerpts from the love-letters she intends to send this time
#love#creative writing#dark academia#him#poetry#quotes#romantic academia#romance#romance quotes#poems on tumblr#lovers#love letters#rw loveletter#art#love language#chaotic academia
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Birthdays
for the Ancient AU. Five Pebbles and Seven Red Suns celebrates a birthday.
a gift for @ardienothesieno !
“I thought you didn’t do birth-cycles?” Pebbles said as he tilted his head and looked to Suns. His cup clinked against the smooth table, drink sloshing a bit, letting the ice clink against the straw. The room was filled with the low hum of conversation, casual and yet refined. Suns fit in better than Pebbles ever did.
They sipped their drink, as poised as the cycle they met, embodying a silent holiness that Pebbles could never dream of achieving. “No, it is not my usual style,” they reply, “but it seemed valuable to celebrate.”
Void below. What is he supposed to say to… this? All of this! Seven Red Suns taking time out of their busy schedule just to take him out to lunch? He’s an artist and lab tech, for wyrm’s sake, and yet they continue to meet, discussing anything under the sun, and then lower as well. Religion, philosophy, paintings, life, their work on the lifeblood of their civilization. Turning Spires is activating soon, and they’re here. Celebrating his birthcycle.
“Pebbles?” they prompt, bringing him back to the moment. “Is everything alright?”
He nods, taking another sip of his drink. “Just thinking about all that’s happened.”
They raise their glass in agreement, tipping it towards him and then taking another sip. “It’s incredible, really. We always wonder if the cycle has us trapped, and here we are, celebrating it.”
“Tradition, I suppose,” he contemplates, holding the cup on the table.
Suns seems to have noticed the oddities, to his dismay. “We don’t have to celebrate here, you know. I thought it would be nice to take you up here, but you seem… uncomfortable.”
“Thanks for stating the obvious, Suns,” he bites back, harder than he really meant to.
Smoothly, always elegantly, in a single motion, Suns sets their cup on the table, taking Pebbles by the arm and pulling. He almost falls, but manages to keep step with his friend. They travel down the elevator, out onto the street, moving between the flowing crowd.
It takes until they are standing in front of the rolling door to Pebble’s workshop that he realizes what Suns is doing. “Hey- I thought you said no work today!”
Suns unlocks the door. They’ve known the code for many cycles now. “Where do you keep your paints? And an apron, preferably.”
Little Pebbles, standing in the doorway where he was left, stares. “You want to paint?”
“It’s your birthday, yes? You enjoy doing this. I want you to show me.”
It takes another moment before Pebbles snaps back into action, collecting two aprons and moving to hang his mask on the hook- until he remembered Suns was also there. Should he take off his mask-? It would be more difficult to paint with it on- would it be weird?
Maybe it would, except Suns had moved behind him, taking an apron in one hand and holding their own mask in the other, hanging it. Oh. He tries to stop thinking, pulling off his own mask and hanging it side by side. They are smiling at him- have they always been? Their eyes are so vibrant- focus. Paint. Cans are pulled from the cabinet, nozzles fitted and set in front of a blank wall in the workshop.
“It will take some getting used to,” he says, picking up a red can and shaking. “Keep your hand moving, or else the paint will pool and drip.” A piece of paper is handed to Suns, and they reach down to pick up another can. Purple.
They shake it as well, trying a few sprays across the paper. The first two drip, but the third is relatively even. Pebbles watches, and void below is it different having Suns in this workshop. They’re tall, he’s always known this, but even without the mask Suns towers over him. He nods at the test sprays, pointing to the wall.
“We start with a sketch. This will get covered up later, but it’s good reference.” He takes a deep breath, stepping up to the wall. Scholar symbol. That will do. It’s bubbly and big, and Suns moves to add some pearls in around the character.
“Is this good?”
He’s always painted alone, this is so different. It’s good. “Yes, very. I like the way it frames the subject.”
Five Pebbles gets into the rhythm of painting. Shake-shake-shake, spray. Step back, see the big picture. Next color. Repeat. Suns works on the pearls, and they almost glow on the wall, colors weaving together. They’re picking this up well.
“You’re quick,” Suns observes, adding gold to one of the pearls.
“I’ve done this for a long time,” he replies.
More painting. Outlines are added, highlights giving emphasis to the shapes. Suns steps back at this point, letting their friend finish the work.
He steps back, dropping the near-empty canister on the ground. “Well. We did it.”
“Thank you Pebbles.”
“Oh-“ He really had needed to get something on this wall, this had just been a good excuse to-
Suns puts their hand on his shoulder. “Let’s get this cleaned up.”
He nods. It was still so surreal to see Suns without their mask, but there they went, picking the cans up off his floor. He hastily followed, putting caps back on and throwing out the empty ones. It all cleaned up quickly, and they both returned to the cabinet to put away the cans and aprons.
“It’s a shame we must wear these bulky masks and not be able to properly appreciate all the artwork on the walls.” Suns states as they pick up their mask, inspecting it before putting it back on.
“Yeah.”
Suns glances to Pebbles. “Let’s get home. It’s been a long day. Oh- send Moon my regards! I’m still writing a response to her last message,” they laugh, standing and walking to the door.
“Yeah, I’ll make sure she knows.” He follows suit, closing the door behind the two and locking it.
Many cycles later, when he’s running for his life, he’s going to come in this workshop, looking for supplies. He’s going to see the mural, made with the one who set him up to fail. The burns on his hands, his face, all from the void fluid that Suns gave him. And he is going to swallow his despair, and run.
Run far away.
#rain world#rw ancients au#five pebbles#seven red suns#rw five pebbles#rw seven red suns#rw sunstone#five pebbles x seven red suns#rw shipping#tanz talks#i have said this before. i’m not a maassive shipper but this is fun to explore#tanz art#writings#if i need to tag this let me know
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alright here we go. let the floodgates open
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Rain World: Empty Words (Chapter 1)
We finally worked up the courage and started to manifest the Rain World AU that's been percolating in our brain for a few weeks now, and so: Welcome to Empty Words!
We begin with a glimpse of Monk and Survivor as they wrap up their latest expedition, along with a peek into their shared past.
If you decide to check it out: Thank you, and we hope you enjoy!
We're newbies to pretty much everything along the way here. This is the first time we've written a fanwork, first time we've created an AU, and... the first time we've shared a creative work in any form on tumblr, I think.
That's exciting! (It's also terrifying!) (Tagging this means we're going to be perceived!) (Also please forgive us if we barely know what we're doing with tags here or there.)
We'll be trying to get a chapter of this out every week or two, ideally the former. We'll also be posting a bit more of the worldbuilding, headcanons, and slugcats holding the thing together on this tumblr soon enough!
#rain world#rain world au#rain world: empty words au#rain world writing#rain world fanfic#rw fanfic#fanfic#rw writing
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So, Sonic Forces! … again. Posts like this will be put under Forces!RW from now on, just so I can keep things together.
Following this post, I’ve been thinking about my reimagined Sonic Forces a lot. It’s high up on my list of things to rewrite, but… that list is quite long and is made up of stories that, for the most part, will live exclusively in my head. However, I had so much fun making my last post that I wanted to make another.
I wanted to touch on an aspect of the Phantom Ruby: how it’s able to make hordes of copies at Infinite’s will.
In my mind, the Phantom Ruby makes clones with the same attributes as any other illusion. Those made to witness the illusion will be unable to control feeling, despite reason, what they are witnessing is real. This enhances the Phantom Ruby’s powers, making its illusions able to affect the world as if they were real.
However, copies are different as they can perform most of the abilities their source can, but only if Infinite has a solid grasp on what those abilities are. For example, Chaos remains in his base state because Infinite does not understand his evolution, but he does understand chaos energy and chaos manifestation, so Shadow’s copies is able to harness Chaos Spear (though its nowhere on the scale of a true Chaos Spear. It gathers available chaos energy and turns it into a weapon, but without an emerald the copy has to draw upon the natural chaos energy around it). This is also one of the reasons Zavok is so… lame, for lack of a better word, and why Infinite resigns his copy to being Sonic’s jail keeper.
Why, then, would Eggman have Infinite stop at making copies of Zavok, Chaos, and Shadow? Of course, it’s because he finds them worthy allies as they have all put Sonic in close life or death situations and all have beaten Eggman himself at least once. If they worked together, they would undoubtedly be able to take Sonic out without the need for more manpower.
But… why not copy Sonic himself after his capture? Eggman chooses to copy Metal Sonic so, with Sonic himself imprisoned, having Sonic’s speed and agility on Eggman’s side would be a valuable resource.
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Eggman told Infinite they should make copies of Sonic to torment the world they were conquering. Having their precious hero, or at least his likeness, working with Eggman would destroy their moral… Infinite proposed, instead, not only was it too soon to show their cards in Infinite’s full abilities, but that tormenting the world with their hero acting against them would be nothing compared to the psychological play of allowing the world to believe Infinite, a hand in the Eggman Empire, had taken him out for good. Letting a likeness of their hero wander around could work against them, influencing people to gain a “hope against all odds” approach.
While Eggman agreed, it wasn’t until after he had Infinite show him the Ruby could, in fact, make a copy of Sonic. Despite not wanting to, having the copy ended up working in Infinite’s favor. After commenting on the pest Sonic was, the Doctor agreed that, yes, looking at that hedgehog for too long was giving him a migraine; he didn’t want to imagine what having hundreds of him would do… Good. Because Infinite thought Sonic was too annoying to waste his power forging copies of him, anyway.
Infinite looked at the copy. He could appreciate the hedgehog’s indomitable spirit and his ability to ruin things. He could even acknowledge that, yes, he was enough to be the world’s hero.
Until now.
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Five, closing in on six months after Sonic’s defeat, Tails found himself miles from his live-in workshop, the last one left after Eggman’s takeover. He managed to gather supplies before his home was invaded and made it out by his scruff on the Tornado, but she hadn’t gotten them out without taking severe damage. Still, she flew, and she landed, and Tails could start repairing her to the best of his ability. He didn’t need a plane since the sky had been put under lockdown, but the Tornado was Sonic’s. He’d hate for Sonic to find out he had wrecked the Tornado and done nothing to fix it.
While sorting out the damaged parts, Tails heard something scuff behind him… He tensed before he moved, much too caught up with the Tornado to remember he should defend himself first, worry later, when his eyes caught the source of the sound.
Impossible.
Tails didn’t think it was possible, but he tensed more at the sight of his brother, his big brother, the sight of Sonic walking idly past him. Something slipped past Tails’ lips, maybe it was supposed to be words, but he didn’t know which ones. His big brother stopped. And turned towards him…
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Gotta cut myself off from my more story-writer way of telling this before I get carried away. Apologies! But, if I’m able to work on this more, maybe there will be a full scene in a full chapter in a full story for this? Perchance…
Shadow would appear and, before Tails could process it, would be fighting the copy down the street. Shadow’s been dealing with Phantom copies since day one of Eggman’s invasion, and he knows Sonic well enough to be able to spot a fake from anywhere.
Tails would, of course, chase after them, leaving behind the Tornado and all of his supplies. As far as he knows, it was Shadow who helped take Sonic down in the first place and he’s ready for answers as to why, and answers on how Sonic got back, and why they’re fighting again, and…! Well, a lot of answers!
By the time Tails gets there, Shadow would have already taken the copy down; it’s on the floor, lifeless, and starting to disappear. Tails would launch himself at Shadow, claws and teeth bared, kicking and scratching out of everything he’s thought and felt about Shadow for the last five months, but Shadow would easily subdue him. Tails is tired, and hungry, and most of all he’s devastated.
Once Tails is able to hear anything Shadow tries to tell him, he would tell Tails about the fact Eggman is generating copies. Shadow has a certain soft spot for Tails, especially in his current situation, so while the scene would be to get information about the Phantom Ruby to Tails, it would also serve to give him the comfort he needs, and closure that no, Shadow didn’t hurt Sonic and, no he’s also not looking for him but, if he hears anything, he’ll let the kid know.
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I don’t know if I’ve said it, but I’ve got a biiiiig list of media I’ve rewritten entirely in my head for fun and that usually means I have the most barebones chapter layout for them and even some ‘first drafts’ for certain chapters; like this hypothetical chapter!
That’s it, really. I had fun talking about Forces and showing how I would do things! I tend to get carried away a lot when I’m writing about the things I like. I really didn’t plan to write this post out the way I did. Hopefully the difference between my presenting the concepts and writing them out for a more entertaining read of what I would do wasn’t too confusing.
#forces!rw#sonic the hedgehog#sth#sonic#sonic forces#shadow the hedgehog#my art#tails the fox#miles tails prower#unbreakable bond#ultimate bond#…technically.#oh man. how to I tag writing… better question how do I tag this accidental conglomerate.#solution; I won’t.
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sunstone doodles :)
(cw suggestive under cut)
yeah im normal about them. (using them to practice and figure out how i want to draw iterators)
#rain world#five pebbles#seven red suns#rw sunstone#rw five pebbles#rw seven red suns#suggestive#i could write an essay about how much this ship means to me tbh#but like im also a total multishipper#rw shipping#rain world shipping
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