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GODDAMN
I'VE BEEN LOOKING AT THIS ALL DAY
(source: https://twitter.com/bkomei/status/1694844535300375028 it's part of bkomei's exo anniversary series)
#i was a teenage exocolonist#teen exo#teenage exocolonist#exocolonist#vace#exocolonist vace#exocolonist olivaceous#olivaceous#i'm not a simp i'm not a simp i'm not a simp-#those rose colored glasses are glued to my face
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ayo, so like I did myself a search of around ten minutes looking for cosplays from the Exocolonist fandom (what I found was hella epic) but I can’t find anyone who’s cosplayed as sol
I wanna try and make/buy parts for one of their outfits (haven’t decided which but ending cards are included) but can’t find any good clothes to use as bases or patterns I could use to sew the thing myself or even just someone else trying to dress as them so I could see their process
If anyone has anything they think might be useful for their adult, teenage or one of the ending card outfits—e.g: performer, governor, astronaut, engineer, etc— drop a link or a name I can search please!
(I finished it! Link to a pic of the jacket in this post)
#sol iwatex#iwatex#i was a teenage exocolonist#exocolonist#teenage exocolonist#sol I was a teenage Exocolonist#Iwatx#Teen exo#iwatec#Solanaceae#solana#solane#sol exocolonist#sol
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Champagne Bracket: Round 1, Poll 9
Propaganda from submitters Under Cut
Kristoph Gavin
tried to kill a 12 year old girl and her father, also killed some other guy because he lost to him at poker
Vace
Teenager grown up in super pro military spaceship en route to hunt down your group. Aggressive and revels in killing alien threats (sci-fi setting. Tbf there are monsters but hes down to kill everything, even friendly xenofauna). Your first conversation with him he insults your family/colony, belittles you, and if you tell him about unisaurs (dinosaur unicorn esque creature) he just gets excited about killing it. He is very possessive and gets into a toxic relationship with one of your friends. If you gift him something he hates he destroys it in front of you (at least he destroyed the flower I gave him). To prove how tough he is, he beat up one of the two decent people on his ship when they were young and encourages others to ostracize them. Vace will make rude comments to you if your friendship is high with aforementioned character. He's the woooooooorst.
#champagne bracket#champagne bracket round 1#tournament polls#polls#exocolonist#vace#exocolonist vace#iwatex#teen exo#ace attorney#kristoph gavin#blond jerk tournament
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19 playthroughs and 75 hours into teen exo and i just got conned into deleting all of my new game+ data
THIS IS THE BEST GAME EVER
#hella rambling#teen exo#this is what i get for cheevo hunting sldkfjsldkfjgh#heads up to ppl who want to speedrun getting lobotomized#i was in glow 18 before i realized marz hadn't come talk to me abt overthrowing the governor#absolutely sick to my stomach thinking about all the save data i have only a year left to recover#i love this game i love this game i love this gammmeeee
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Three's a Charm
warnings/notes: NSFW, spoilers about one of the endings, spoilers about Sym's full name and species, spoilers about dys, dys is an embo it's a new word I made up for the emo himbo, just started finkin bout Dys n triplets with reader so here's some hcs and snippets. this turned into an very long simp-fest somewhere along lmao so lots of very kinky snu-snu, bits about Sym being a GodGardenfather included bc he loves kids, and tidbits ab Dys being a dad :3
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-first things first it took a bit of convincing
-he was wary at first bc of his mom and how would he be a good dad, out for months at a time????
-but like at the same time, he understood, ya'know??? sweet lil u, always as touch starved as he is when he returns to the colony, he always feels so bad when he leaves you behind, and believe me when I say he tried to stay. it did not go well at all, he was literally teetering overhead a mental meltdown so you had to kick him out for his own mental health.
-bbs that smell like him and resemble him would soothe you and his worry about leaving you without a piece of him 🥰
-everybody thought y'all would be one of the first parents and making more after you made that deal with the gardeners, because of how clingy of a couple you two were, literally joined by your hands and how much time you two spent alone together
-y'all lmfao I don't think you know bc of his chronic wanderlust and how he's away months at a time, but my man has high libido and saying that is a literal understatement
-he is obsessed with you, like borderline yandere but even that's pushing it
-he melts under your touch, he's so dependent on your love
-majority of the time this escalates from cuddling to mating like animals bc like I said, high libido
-when he returns from expeditions, expect to be fucked out, every night until dawn, for a freaking week at least istg 😩
- ^^^ this is why you both got contraceptive implants, like the best ones which can be removed at any time
-he can't get enough, especially if you cling to him during sex like your life depended on him. his heart, his soul, his brain, his body, everything is on overdrive bc he so badly wants to love and be loved back with every fiber of his being, only way he knows how is fucking your brains out pls 😭😭
-man is very handsy behind closed doors, always touching and groping you like it's the very first time, and if you were the same? if he could, he'd have hearts in his eyes
-he likely knows your body better than he knows his, so expect him to tenderly overwhelm you into squirting
-first time he made you squirt, he made it his mission to go above and beyond
-praise kink go brrr--
"Thaaaat's it, beautiful. F-Fuckin'-oh, hahh--squirt f'me, pretty baby, please?"
"Sh-Show me, sugarbug. Please, baby, show me--ooh, h-how good I make you feel."
-due to his augmentation, he's literally not afraid of anything, even pain
-so fucking overstimulate him
-he lives for your touch, so have your way with him milk him dry, it's all the same to him, long as you touch him, he's so hungry for your attention to the point of self destruction
-he's a cheeky bastard so you gotta work for it at first
-you never thought a man could squirt until you gave in and gave him what he wanted so desperately
"Fucking--just touch me, already, I can take it, oh stars--you know I can, Y/N, please!"
" 'til 'm shootin' blanks, fuckin' stars, s-s'good!"
-his tears are God tier, like chef's kiss gorgeous
-pretty onyx hues glassy n rolling to the back of his head 🥺
-you were genuinely surprised how intense his orgasm was, n how much cum came squirtin out of him and how far the shot went omg 🥵
-don't remind him, he's still embarrassed that he passed out after that poor bb😭
-any position you can think of, you are you and he wants you for as long as possible.
-despite his initial weariness of knocking you up, he goes full throttle when it's time. it's breeding season, honey.
-when you tell him, 'daddy, plant your seed~' when he's balls deep in your cunt, all train of thought comes to a crashing wailing halt. he completely loses all rhyme or reason, everything except for breeding like a goddamn jack rabbit thrown right out the fucking window. he won't let you go until it takes.
Curses pass his lips like a mantra; he's close, again. He has you caged down in a mating press like an animal, mounted on your overworked wriggling form, his cock bullying your cervix you could almost swear was starting to bruise. You've creamed and been creamed so many times, you've completely lost count. You can only squeal for his baby juice and claw at him the nth time he empties his load and uselessly kick your legs in the air as the sheer weight of his cock sends you over the edge yet again, your cock-drunk babbles only spurring him on.
Your husband was obsessed with you…and it turns out he's hidden a huge breeding kink without either of you knowing about it.
He won't let you go, oh stars, no-he has stamina for days. Not until he either starts shootin' blanks, or passes out. It's highly likely the latter.
You want that baby, right, sugarbug? Keep clinging to him like your life depends on it. Vertumna, just keep begging for his seed, it sends him over the edge every damn time. Never fuckin' fails.
-and oh boy, does it ever take. his sperm count is on the high side and he's a very healthy specimen, and you don't find this out until a few weeks along in your pregnancy
Symbiosis was incredibly taken by your pregnancy. He was a very close friend, always there to help you with your morning sickness among just about every other thing, and a huge cuddle buddy when your hormones started going out of whack. You were hot, then you were cold, both in the physical and emotional sense, and Sym was just the right temperature and ever-patient. It was cute, really, how awestruck he was by your growing belly.
He was incredibly supportive, easily sliding into the position of God-or Gardenfather, rather-of the life inside you quite perfectly, even more so after Dysthymia left a month after the news of success, succumbing to his innate wanderlust.
It wasn't until Sym asked, one day, if you were supposed to grow this fast. The colony had yet to see a pair of twins, and this being your first pregnancy, fear and worry for the worst settled into your bones, and a visit to med bay later, you found you were having not twins…
But healthy triplets, courtesy of your husband's fecundity.
Sym was excited, and that was an understatement. One of the two humans he loved dearly carried not one, not two, but three precious offspring. One of the many reasons he'd put his very existence on the line for, to see your lovely species proliferate. You and your husband proved not so long ago to him, his trust in you was not mistaken; it was well appreciated.
It was about one week later when Dys returned, to see you as heavy as he remembers Tammy, when she was later along, and if he didn't lose track of time, you were nearing the end of your first trimester, and just moving onto your second.
You were curled up right beside Sym, completely conked out with evidence of crying on your face, tissues and snacks long abandoned in favor of much needed sleep. The alien was wide awake, hand still in the rhythm of comforting strokes along your back.
It's juvenile of him, he knows, but Dys feels a spark of jealousy briefly ignite in him, seeing you so comfortable in someone else's arms. It's quickly overridden by wonder, however, when he sees just how pregnant you are as he approaches quietly.
The familiar earthy musk that wafts into the room has your nose doing a bunny twitch. Your pregnancy has heightened some of your senses, if not all; your sense of smell being one of them. In your waking moments, he glances to Sym questioningly. How in Vertumna did you get this big? Was he gone that long??
In turn, the Gardener gave a cryptic smile as you outstretched your arm, drowsily latching onto your husband, almost instinctively. You knew his scent by heart. "Dyyyyys…" you croaked hoarsely.
"Hello, beautiful." he greets you with a smile, and you only hum contentedly. Sym, out of habit, helps guide your form towards Dys-something he'd picked up from being by your side from the moment he learned you were carrying.
"Whoa, there, I just got home." he starts as you awkwardly koala hug him and attempt to bring him back down with you, "I need to shower, babe." propping himself up, mindful of your belly. You scrunch your face before sleepily crooning an "I don't caaaare…"
"Well, I do. It'll give you a moment to wake up, and when I'm done, I can tell you what happened out there after you tell me what happened here, okay?" he tells you, leaning down to plant a sweet kiss on you, which you return after a brief few moments.
"Okay?" he repeats softly against your lips, and you hum in reply, finally letting him go with a soft, happy "Welcome home."
-when he learns he planted triplets in you, he will go through so many emotions at once. there's the masculine thrill of he's knocked up his sweet obsession so heavily and the possessive pride that you're carrying his kids, plus the worry what if something goes wrong, especially if he's away??? stars, beautiful! everything is very overwhelming, especially the fact your growing tummy does things to him
-you thought he was handsy before? you are in for a surprise, especially when he feels them move/kick/punch for the first time
-pregnancy sex
-please for the love of Vertumna don't deprive him of lovin'! getting you off is his love language
-if he wasn't fascinated with your tits before oh boy he is now
-watching your tits plump up with milk he's mesmerized
-he learns very quickly your nipples are uber sensitive so he pays very special attention to them
-when you're full and sore and leaking go to him, he's so skilled with his hands he will make you cum from your tits alone he's got a lactation kink but he won't admit it
Your chest heaves as you pant heavily, still shivering from the aftershocks from the nipple orgasms your husband put you through, thick dribbles of milk still oozing from each one-though not as much as before, his hands having given you relief from carrying too much of the substance.
"You're so gorgeous, Y/N." you hear him praise you, as he takes your trembling legs and hoists them onto one shoulder. "Ready, beautiful? Need to give you some love here, too." he says, and a moment later you feel his heavy cock head against your pulsing entrance.
You weakly wiggle your hips, impatient for him to fill you up already. He laughs softly, nudging against your eager hole before sliding in. You croon and he all but shudders as your gummy insides greedily pull him in; and he's happy to oblige, sinking balls deep into your pregnant cunt.
"Hhh--fuck, gimme a moment, pretty…" he huffs, his hand traveling to caress your tummy.
-he's low-key dreading the time you pop, knowing full well how it is it's excruciating and he hates it when you're in pain outside controlled bedroom activities
-as you're carrying the colony's first set of triplets, he's banned from med bay along with all other non-medical personal
-anxiety
-and that's an understatement
-man will pace
-and he will get worse with every cry and wail
-paranoia
-not even Sym can stop him when he hears the sound of your final exhausted scream followed by his third bb starting to wail with their older siblins ssob 🥺
"Let me through!" he shouts. "Dys, I don't think it's wise, man. I know how you--" "No! You don't, so don't even--" he argues with Cal defensively, grabbing his shirt. In turn, Cal's hands fly up peaceably, with a sheepish 'Now, I ain't trying to fight, dude.' which earns him a shove. "Dys, they will be okay." Sym tries to placate him.
"Don't you start, too, Sym." he meets the alien with uncharacteristic sharpness, a surge of agitation rushing through him, heart thrumming against his ribcage anxiously.
Never again. You sounded like you were in agony.
"They need me, they just gave birth to my kids, for Vertumna's sake!" he swears, pushing his way through.
No more kids, even if you wanted them. If the outcome hurts you, never again.
He was worried half to death. "I need to see if they're oh--" he opens the door, trailing off as he sees you.
Your tired, puffy red eyes lift from the triplets, one in each arm and one dozing off on your chest. You smile sweetly at him, and his pattering heart skips a beat. Calling you beautiful would be an understatement.
Before he knows it, he's by your side, Tammy's giggles and Instance's muttering be damned. He does offer a glance to his twin. Tang simply shrugs her shoulders, nodding to you and the three you held.
The room is then emptied, leaving only him, you, and the amalgamation of your love. He kisses your sweaty temple, gazing in awe at the three wrinkly little wonders. They were smaller than he thought they'd be.
You eventually rest your eyes, smiling serenely, content with the silence. So small and fragile…he was almost afraid to touch them. Almost, but for the most part, uneasy and insecure.
He couldn't get his eyes off of them. One begins to squirm for a brief few moments, and you huff softly, looking up to him then down to the newborns, so much love in your gaze.
Very hesitantly, he reaches out a finger to the fitful one, the other two sound asleep. The newborn latches onto his finger, turns their head with a soft grunt, and opens their eyes.
Their sweet hues were crossed, and the toothless grin that plasters into their face? It's priceless. He feels a hole in him fill right up, and tears begin to form.
What did he do to deserve such precious things?
You've given him the greatest gifts he could ever receive, and then some.
-after he officially enters fatherhood, you will notice things change in him.
-it's gradual and these changes start off small, but they are there
-and the first one is he smiles more
-he's smitten with his triplets, always distracting himself with them when you need to sleep.
-he's in over his head at first, but with Sym's guidance from being a nanny for gaggles of kids, he soon learns the ropes
It's only been a few minutes since he's managed to put them to sleep, and he himself was especially tired. He can't help but continue watching the three infants resting on his arm, the heaviness of exhaustion becoming all the more apparent as his eyes burn for sleep.
Sleep.
It's only been a few months since the trio was born, but he's come to realize many things.
Each one of them, in their own ways, filled in the cracks that had formed within him throughout his life.
They, alongside you, made him feel more human.
The moment he saw you on the medical bed holding them, he knew he was enough, just as he was. The colony wasn't a cage, but a nest-a safe place for him you've kept throughout the years, always welcoming him back with open loving arms.
The wall he built, taller and taller; it doesn't crumble into nothing. He's free to come and go, at any point. He simply chooses to stay longer. You needed him. The triplets needed him.
The four of you always brought new discoveries, and he was eager to explore the family dynamic.
The oldest grunts just as he's about to doze off, and he flicks on his holopalm to record from habit, onyx hues wide and wakeful, now. A few moments pass, followed by the slow stretch of tiny limbs, and…
'Da…' a soft, but unmistakable word sounds. Pure joy blooms from his heart, his free hand flying to cover his mouth. He stares at the blip that was recording him and the trio, eyes becoming damp. He slides his hand down, and whispers;
"Did you hear that, beautiful? C/N's first word…they're dreamin', baby."
-he is always prepared to document their milestones, no matter how small when he's in the colony
-know how kids usually scream for the parent who was pregnant with them?
-well
-these three scream for Daddy when they throw fits.
-it's like they have a built-in 'Dad's home!' radar, too. and this means most of their tantrums are thrown when it's time for Dys to come home. they're MENACES istg 😭
"NOOOO!!!" the most powerful set of lungs of the trio wails indignantly, Sym's placating voice drowned out into the background, the other two sobbing for their father, huddled up against their triplet.
This builds up for a few days, and they eventually break out of the creche and scamper off to the gates, demanding their dad like the people there can make him come home sooner. Once in a blue moon, he's late, and it takes a lot of work on his part to calm them down.
This usually leads to an exhausted Dysthymia completely conked out with three equally as tired kids cradled by him. And this will happen anywhere in the colony, so you always find yourself guarding their precious nap. They don't get to see each other for months at a time, after all. 🥺
#i was a teenage exocolonist#teenage exocolonist#teen exo#i was a teenage exocolonist smut#teenage exocolonist smut#teen exo smut#teen exo dys x reader#dysthymia x reader#teen exo dysthymia x reader#teen exo dys smut#teen exo dysthymia smut
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Dys & Sym-Nicknames
warnings/notes: just cute nicknames for Dys and Sym and by Dys and Sym 🥺👉👈 there's also a spicy one for Dys bc I couldn't resist 🤤 their reactions are so cuteeee 😩 ending spoilerish for Sym, and brat taming implied for Dys, but nothing explicitly NSFW!
Dys 🥺
Dys calls you;
Beautiful
Pretty boy/girl/baby
Sweetheart (when he's feeling a bit frisky, ohg imagine his soft sexy grin 😩 or better yet…make it feral 🥵)
Constellation (goes hand in hand* with your nickname for him; you are a healing presence for him, as the nicknames suggest)
You call Dys;
Handsome
Growing up being fed compliments by his sweetheart does wonders for a guy who hates his own name. Contrary to popular belief, my man does not have low self esteem. He's a hunk and he knows it. You'd get a smug smirk, a brief flash of pearly whites. 🥺
Babygirl/boy
Thinks you're mocking him at first, but when it settles and he knows you mean it affectionately, his cheeks will go pink, followed by a half hearted eye roll 🙄 Ever the drama queen, this man, I swear. 😂
Big D
Hooo, boy. The innuendo in this one. My personal favorite! The first time you call him this, it takes a few moments to sink in lmfao then he'd turn a lurid hue and choke on his spit. 🤣
"Y-You--!" he chokes, teeming with embarrassment. "Better not ca--all me that, in front of oth-ers!"
But if you're bratty like meeeee 🥵 Call him that in front of his twin--the difference is huge
"Sweetheart, what did I say about calling me that in front of others?"
Blow raspberries at him and call him that one more time. The feral smirk he makes, his onyx hues impossibly darker…y'all better run. His mood changes for the rest of the day. When night comes, you heathens can run but nothing can hide from him. Expect to be hauled somewhere private for a taming of a lifetime 🥴
My Glow (goes hand in hand* with his nickname for you; he's a healing presence for you, as the nicknames suggest)
Sym 🥺
Sym calls you;
Sugarbug/Lovebug
Hopeye
Little one
Love
You call Sym;
Sweet boy
And
Sugarbun
because Sym is so freakin' sweet. He's kind, understanding, has literally never ending patience. The best boyfrenn anyone could ask for 🥺
Mushwood (bc he’s so freakin tol 😂)
Dearest 🥺
Hecklebee (comes from one of his endings)
because he's so jovial, it's contagious! He finds the fun in virtually everything. There's never a boring moment w him. 🥺
#i was a teenage exocolonist#teenage exocolonist#teen exo#teen exo sym x reader#teen exo dys x reader#symbiosis x reader#dysthymia x reader#teen exo symbiosis x reader#teen exo dysthymia x reader
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Guys... what the fuck?!
My phone broke and I was out studying and when I come back that's what I find waiting for me?!
Here, have a visual representation of how I'm feeling right now:
That's not even half of it considering the fact that according to this @madpiefrankie's post that's what was going on not so many hours ago if I'm not mistaken...
WOW... WHAT A DAY!
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꒰ ˀˀ ↷ idol as ; titans “♡ᵎ ꒱
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don’t repost our work or claim it as yours
okay lets go. cyborg is not here because he is not part of the titans tv series. I didn't make hawk one because I didn't find enough aesthetics. and tim drake is not robin because I have not yet started season 4 so do not know if he has already turned robin or not. moreover, enjoy <3
#lara#idol as#titans#teen titans#winter#mark#baekho#jennie#chungha#sehun#jackson#yeonjun#sua#aespa#nct#nct u#nu'est#blackpink#exo#got7#txt#dreamcatcher#kpop#kpop wallpapers#kpop lockscreen#kpop lockscreens#wallpaper#wallpapers#lockscreen#lockscreens
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the holy trinity
#digi discusses#the big con is winning the birthday poll and amanda neuron activated me about teen exo so i was. rotating them#this color scheme = best protagonist possible#oxenfree#the big con#i was a teenage exocolonist
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Ok really seriously were comebacks from Shinee, EXO, Teen Top, Infinite (like srsly I still cannot believe), VIXX (also cannot believe), TVXQ, U-Kiss, FT Island, and BtoB on anyone’s 2023 bingo card because holy shit what a year for the 2nd gen boys
#2nd gen#K-pop#kpop#kpop 2023#not to mention solos from onew key taemin Kai Chen etc#can’t even name them all#it’s been a great year for 2nd gen stans#like damn#Shinee#exo#teen top#infinite#Vixx#ft island#btob#u-kiss#tvxq#last year was 2nd gen girls this year is 2nd gen boys and I’m not mad
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I hope they have Among Us preserved.
#i was a teenage exocolonist#teen exo#teenage exocolonist#exocolonist#iwatex#iwate#iwatec#exocolonist meme#i as a teenage exocolonist meme#iwatex meme#meme#shitpost#i am not tagging all their names
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Hello, I saw https://www.tumblr.com/xy-nox/727929825022689280/ayo-so-like-i-did-myself-a-search-of-around-ten this post and I thought that maybe you can find something similar to the last picture from genshin impact cosplayers. The style reminds me of that a lot and some of the elements of the outfit look similar so maybe you can find a base for some of the clothing. I hope this may be helpful and success! Have a nice day/night
thank you for the well wishes and hey, I did end up finishing it! Ty for reminding me genshin exists lol (cosplayers for the game are epic as hell)
This is what I ended up making :D
#sol iwatex#iwatex#i was a teenage exocolonist#exocolonist#teenage exocolonist#sol I was a teenage Exocolonist#Iwatx#Teen exo#iwatec#Solanaceae#solana#solane#sol exocolonist#sol#cosplay#costume#sewist#Exocolonist#Look at me actually committing to and finishing a project#They say as they procrastinated posting finished product for months
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bts is on hiatus. armies are self-cannibalizing and tearing each other to shreds on twitter. chenbaeksoo are reminding everyone what real singing is. blackpink is making kpop iconic instead of cringe worldwide. twice is turning everybody and their mother gay. somehow, teen top and infinite have risen from the dead. exo are proving that 30yo idols can go on stage and have girls screaming for them. taemin is back and serving cunt. nature is healing.
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(eyes wide open)
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Dys & Sym-Nicknames
warnings/notes: just cute nicknames for Dys and Sym and by Dys and Sym 🥺👉👈 there's also a spicy one for Dys bc I couldn't resist 🤤 their reactions are so cuteeee 😩 ending spoilerish for Sym, and brat taming implied for Dys, but nothing explicitly NSFW!
MINORS 👏 DNI! 👏 AGE 👏 IN 👏 BIO 👏 OR 👏 DNI! 👏 Head on over to @candybowbeansies please for my SFW pieces, or be blocked if you interact here! 😇
Tags: @dynamightsdaydream
Dys 🥺
Dys calls you;
Beautiful
Pretty boy/girl/baby
Sweetheart (when he's feeling a bit frisky, ohg imagine his soft sexy grin 😩 or better yet…make it feral 🥵)
Constellation (goes hand in hand* with your nickname for him; you are a healing presence for him, as the nicknames suggest)
You call Dys;
Handsome
Growing up being fed compliments by his sweetheart does wonders for a guy who hates his own name. Contrary to popular belief, my man does not have low self esteem. He's a hunk and he knows it. You'd get a smug smirk, a brief flash of pearly whites. 🥺
Babygirl/boy
Thinks you're mocking him at first, but when it settles and he knows you mean it affectionately, his cheeks will go pink, followed by a half hearted eye roll 🙄 Ever the drama queen, this man, I swear. 😂
Big D
Hooo, boy. The innuendo in this one. My personal favorite! The first time you call him this, it takes a few moments to sink in lmfao then he'd turn a lurid hue and choke on his spit. 🤣
"Y-You--!" he chokes, teeming with embarrassment. "Better not ca--all me that, in front of oth-ers!"
But if you're bratty like meeeee 🥵 Call him that in front of his twin--the difference is huge
"Sweetheart, what did I say about calling me that in front of others?"
Blow raspberries at him and call him that one more time. The feral smirk he makes, his onyx hues impossibly darker…y'all better run. His mood changes for the rest of the day. When night comes, you heathens can run but nothing can hide from him. Expect to be hauled somewhere private for a taming of a lifetime 🥴
My Glow (goes hand in hand* with his nickname for you; he's a healing presence for you, as the nicknames suggest)
Sym 🥺
Sym calls you;
Sugarbug/Lovebug
Hopeye
Little one
Love
You call Sym;
Sweet boy
And
Sugarbun
because Sym is so freakin' sweet. He's kind, understanding, has literally never ending patience. The best boyfrenn anyone could ask for 🥺
Mushwood (bc he’s so freakin tol 😂)
Dearest 🥺
Hecklebee (comes from one of his endings)
because he's so jovial, it's contagious! He finds the fun in virtually everything. There's never a boring moment w him. 🥺
#i was a teenage exocolonist#teenage exocolonist#teen exo#teen exo sym x reader#teen exo dys x reader#symbiosis x reader#dysthymia x reader#teen exo symbiosis x reader#teen exo dysthymia x reader
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Wayfaring Stranger
warnings/notes: implied deaths and many, many timeloops from birth to death and bodily disfigurement, hints at suicidal tendencies if you really squint hard, game spoilers but rlly it’s hinted at the beginning at the game so not really, reader is Sol but still will be written as Y/N, y'all this game has me hook line and sinker I need to write for it starting nyow.
heavily inspired by the song Wayfaring Stranger popularized by the movie 1917, because to me that song is Sol, the game’s player character. Drifting through many pasts, constants, and even more futures, all while losing so much while so young, yet gaining much more, the only moment’s reprieve being the time of their passing, only to look forward to the journey onto the next past, present, and future. Sym’s POV and alt!au(Dys doesn’t meet Sym), written very differently than the game because I’m jealous of Dys, and Sym falls in love with reader first before Dys(likewise for Dys) Sym+DysxReader
Currently only writing for Dys and Sym! They’re the characters I know best as of writing this i have a thing for tdh 😀 there’s also the possibility of me crossing over BNHA into this fandom bc i may or may not have many ideas sitting in the back of my head--
Underage characters are Aged Up!
It’s the final nail in the coffin for Sym when he hears Reader singing by sheer chance. He falls in love.
You were an oddity among the humans. Only a short time after you and the others crashed, did he see a short human-a child, the taller ones referred to you as-braving outside your ridiculous constructs. And it wasn't long before another shorter one followed suit. You preferred all-around nature’s colors and he preferred ones from Glow season. Dys, you called him, while in turn, he called you Y/N. A name so beautiful, and so familiar…he’s dreamed of you, quite literally.
For some time, he’d watch over you two, watching you two grow closer to adulthood; curious, stubborn little wonders. You grew in similar likeness to the grass in the plains, each passing year creating things within him he’d not felt before, or for a very, very long time. He found himself trying to negotiate your survival, more and more as time went by.
While out fulfilling your curiosities, he found you’d taken to humming to yourself.
“I am a poor wayfaring stranger,”
A bewitching melody of melancholy; sadness and acceptance for the inevitable.
“I'm traveling through this world of woe,”
It wasn’t until now, by sheer chance…
“Yet there's no sickness, toil nor danger,”
He found you singing to yourself, in desolation. You found this area for yourself, seasons ago;
“In that bright land to which I go.”
There was an unspoken promise between you and your other half, Dys. You both respected each other's boundaries, but yet there seemed to be a sixth sense in each of you for the other.
“I'm going there to see my father,”
If one was in need, the other would find and comfort them. Like this, it wasn’t long before Dys, too, was pulled by you.
“I'm going there, no more to roam.”
He recognized Dys’ pained expression. And it gave a pang in his chest, too. In some far off dimension within his dreams, he saw you in a beautiful glade…your form marred for life, so desolate, but still filled with so much hope.
“I'm only going over Jordan,”
He had an inkling that you, too, had the power of foresight. To say you two were attached by the hands wouldn’t necessarily be a lie; after all, one or the other would be led on for most of the time you spent exploring.
“I'm only going over home…”
Sometimes, you’d stop Dys from going on a path; and through his connection with Vertumna, he’d find either the presence of danger, or nothing at all.
“I know dark clouds will gather round me,”
A bewitching melody of melancholy, sadness, acceptance…
“I know my way is rough and steep,”
But yet, at the same time, of hope and conviction.
“But golden fields lie just before me,”
Faith that soon, everything will end…
“Where God's redeemed shall ever sleep…”
…even if just momentarily.
“I'm going home to see my mother,”
“Sym?” he hears Dys whisper, fiddling with the grass, having found a comfortable spot to give you your space. He finds himself slightly surprised, but if it was you who told Dys about him, then it’d make sense the young man just barely out of his teens knows of his existence.
“And all my loved ones who've gone on…”
They hear your voice crack. Sym hears your breath waver. “They just lost their dad…” Dys didn’t seem particularly sad-just understanding. “Again, they said.”
“I'm only going over Jordan,”
“They were the first to understand me. To believe me. It’s only right that I do the same.” Dys says, leaning back on his palms. “Sym?” he calls again.
“I'm only going over home.”
Your voice dips off, into soft hums. They fill the area in melancholy, for what feels like an eternity.
“Will it ever end?” Dys asks. He knew what Dys was asking. Will your pain ever end? He warps silently into the area behind Dys. You humans are so emotional, Sym swears, it’s contagious. “There’s no way to know. The universe is vast, petal.” he tells Dys, recognizing sadness in his own voice. Dys snorts, “They said something similar.” before craning his head to get a better look at his towering form. “You’re famous, you know that?” Dys says. He chuckles, smiling sweetly. Dys simply rolls his eyes, before standing up. “They talk so much about you, even I like you…” the ravenette mutters almost begrudgingly under his breath, patting off imaginary dust before turning, unperturbed by the difference in height, reaching out his hand. He stares at the offered hand. “Well?” Dys pipes up impatiently, “Don’t you wanna meet them?” waving his hand a few times.
He can’t help but smile, remembering a distant memory from a distant past as he reaches out, allowing himself to be led to you.
“Y/N!” Dys calls with his own form of enthusiasm, “Guess who I finally caught. Told you I’d do it one day!” making you turn.
Your torso was mangled by decade old scars, and you were missing an eye, an arm and a leg, supported by contraptions; one to lean on, and one to replace your leg. “Sym! Dys!” dream you called out, full of joy as they approached.
The current you, who exists right now, simply bounds towards them, arms outstretched.
“I love you.” dream you sighs, leaning into their embrace.
You giggle tearily, latching awkwardly onto them due to your differences in height. Dys goes red and tenses right up, “Y-You--! You’re too much sometimes, you know that?” sputtering at the impact. He’s somewhat used to it, it appears, as he softens up a little. “Geez…love you, too.” he huffs, bashfully.
So that’s the fluttering in his chest? Love. Love. It’s love.
That has a nice ring to it, he smiles. Yes...he's in love with you.
#i was a teenage exocolonist#teenage exocolonist#teen exo#teen exo sym x reader#teen exo dys x reader#symbiosis x reader#dysthymia x reader#teen exo symbiosis x reader#teen exo dysthymia x reader#wrote this listening to a song#inspo'd by song fic#Spotify
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