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XD ; and in MY defense, that name was so iconically awful that i could never forget it, stuck in my head forever pen XD /lh /silly

a few notes to add:

his parent's must've thought it to be fucking HILARIOUS naming him mustafa when his last name is dijon (and it is-), secret theory that sophist made fun of him/it once when they were children so badly that it made him cry and embarassed him in front of a whole lot of noble children too and that was like 30% of the reasoning for his vengeance of getting sophist exiled- /j /nsrs /silly

I LOVE THIS AU and aye glad to see my tox picrew pop up again lmao! ^^ I need to work on the final bits and pieces (aka drabbles) for ttos regarding vern specifically, been sitting there since may probably...

If I were to be part of the Crasher Circus, my role would be sort of dependent on whether or not it's a sort of one-tent circus. What would best fit both me and my persona would probably be a sort of fortune teller, but those were more common with those bigger circuses that have multiple stands and stalls outside of the performance within the main tent. Otherwise, I think Starry would work alongside Tox in maybe managing performance outfits, just because I couldn't imagine her or me for that matter in an actual performative role XD /gen /lh

PC rpf Circus AU

Yep. This is the Au I've been mulling over for some time now lol. Inspired by The Greatest Showman mostly, but also from other stories and fandoms I'm in.

The gist of it would be that Nick, after losing most of his family's money on gambling, he's kicked out and disinherit him, forcing him to live a life on the streets as a petty thief and, later on, as the best darts player in one of the local pubs.

One day, the Crasher Circus comes to town, and ringmaster Tox visits the pub after hearing people talk about that guy who no one can beat at darts. He sees Nick's mastery and, while the Pub's closing for the day, Tox appraoches Nick and offers him a position as a knife juggler and knife thrower. Nick's not impressed and declines, but Tox gives him a ticket for next day's show anyways.

Having nothing better to do, Nick goes to the show, and he's not really that impressed until he notices three particular performers: a magician that is more of a clown, with his tricks backfiring on him but still making the crowds cheer and laugh; a skillfull aerial artist doing feats on silks that were believed humanly impossible; and a cheerful strongman cladded in pink and sweet clothing (something awakes inside of Nick when he sees that pink "delicate" boy having huge biceps and lifting weights nearing on the Tons without breaking a sweat lmfao).

So, after the show he goes backstage and straight to Tox's tent (ignoring the complains of the artist and strongman) and accepts his offer, takes the name TCN (Throwing Champion Nick) and officialy becomes part of the Crasher Circus family.

There'd be scenes like the typical thing of "new guy finds it hard to fit in with the crowd" with Nick and the other circus members not vibing much at first, having heartfelt moments with each of the crashers and learning their backstories... Maybe Leo or mustard man (have to give him a name lmfao) or both could make an appeareance and cause trouble for Tox and the circus reputation... someone from Nick's family finds him and tries to get him to go back after Nick's made a name of his own with the Circus... stuff like that lmao.

And also misc. fluff scenes: Nick eating and almost chocking when Vern lifts him up (chair and all) to clean, Sophist trying to impress Brent with one of his new tricks only for the pidgeon to peck his nose, Brent trying to teach Nick basic gymnastic and Nick ends up lying in pain on the floor after 10 minutes, etc.

(I know that if I ever write this is gonna be a longfic composed of snippets and scenes because rn I don't have the brain power for a proper longfic lmfao. Also, if anyone in the community wants to be part of the Crashers Circus, feel free :D. Love when there's community interaction with the AUs and every creative thing that's made here!! :·D lol /pos /gen (no pressure at all tho. Only if you peeps/buds want :3))

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Oh, and the way I just KNOW Starry would tower over him in all her intimidating glory with the tightest smile on her face if he got riled up at eldette-

"Are there any problems you've encountered with my daughter, Mr. Mustard?"

as he sputters pathetically with a red hot face, scared for his hopefully XD

Mustard Man (for those who don't know: He's a brain child of Pen in their Weight of the crown/Eyes closed verse! :> He tried blaming Eevee for something veriii serious he'd never do)

- officially got a name from Swizard and my ideas!!

And I'm so happy ( ´⁠꒳⁠` ) !! I hate his guts, but he deserves to be fleshed out, so we can hate him some more! :3 /hj /silly

Mustafa Dijon. Oh, I love that. (⁠ ⁠˘⁠ ⁠³⁠˘⁠) ✨

But we all know El would still call him "Mustard man" or "Mustard-Moustache" for funsies >:3 Maybe Swizard would join me? x3

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"Okay. Whatever you say, Mustard man."

*looks at him like this:*

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we also have morally grey(?) king of soph (vee, liars bar au), fluffy king of soph (eldette, s&s) and increasingly softer king of soph (me, ttos), (neither of which i can technically hyperlink bc we both have a million posts abt them respectively XD like mother like daughter) plus probably a few other aus of others that i REALLY cant remember right now..

and of course, the iconic legendary one itself...

absolutely monu-MENTALLY fucked from the beginning king of soph (pen, WOTC/EC) /lh /hj /pos /t

Where the fuck is king of soph when you need it

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... you see, that's where you're WRONG bc, cmon swizard, you know me and you know i like making them angstier than that  (｀▽ ´) /hj </3

I imagine in this version of WOTC, Sophist stays by Brent's side (similar to your drabble Swizard, but as some sort of royal advisor instead considering Brent is now/still king) but declines Brent's advances in favor of the kingdom's stability; scared a secret relationship between them will ruin the royal family's reputation and cause unrest/an uprising if anyone finds out. This, however, still brings mon cheroi the same relationship issues despite Sophist being here, as Brent finds himself annoyed by Cherie's constant advances and Sophist's rejections, wishing they were the same. If anything, Sophist IS around to see what he's done to Cherie, unlike the canon universe, even though she doesn't know (atleast in the beginning) that he's the reason Brent doesn't love her. Hey, at least its not the shapeshifter universe XD /hj /lh

But ALSO, CRASHING IS STILL THERE and GOD i cant even imagine if theyd get along or not. Between Sophist being the reason Cherie wont be loved by the one she wants to be loved by, or Crashing and Sophist both relating to being unable to confess their feelings for the person they love out of fear for the kingdom/the king and queen's reputations, it could go either way. Even still, Cherie is probably less cognizant of her feelings for Crashing even after her accepting that Brent won't love her, *cough*, with the situation being something that will inevitably comes to happen.

and Anton.. Oh my god, Anton basically raised by surrogate parents Sophist and Crashing respectively (maybe not side by side, unless we go down the route of they bond over their situation), but because they too become distanced from Brent and Cherie through out the years.

As they eventually rose to a point that they felt unreachable, they're no longer unlike the close friends they used to be with Sophist/Crashing respectively, despite their somewhat similar relationship during the initial complications. No, the years have been too many and they've fully taken up their roles as king and queen respectively, not only because (and no offense but) the rebellion would probably be a LOT harder to crush if Bertrand was the first/main leader, but because they both believe there is no longer a chance or time for them to go back to their past loves who, as much as they know, never truly loved them in the first place

Meanwhile, Crashing and Sophist spend the rest of their lives maintaining formal relationships with their once close friend/lover, regretting not telling Cherie/Brent their true feelings before it was too late.

Just all in all, I did intend for this writing to be worse than what you mentioned, Swizard, but I do think it's not nearly as bad at the shapeshifter au :) /lh /gen

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Just.

a WOTC spinoff au where Sophist doesn't get banished but Bertrand still joins the rebellion (as/becomes the leader now, maybe for a diff reason like he got suspected instead of sophist for killing his father or something idk-) and Brent is forced to marry Cherie anyways, while he can only watch/help him prepare for his wedding as his best man (around the same time as WOTC, maybe Brent delayed marrying anyone for a few years due to the unstability of the kingdom after Bertrand left and his dad died)

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i might write somewhat of a full version of this as a drabble but i would need to read up on versions of this writing prompt (i need ideas bc motivation for this drabble idea is lowkey low) but GOD the amount of things that would go UNSAID. In this universe, he gently pushes his friend towards the ballroom again, only without a lingering feeling on both of their lips. Because how could he? Right before he was about to get married, and unaware of his true feelings for him too? No, instead, without realizing it, he tears up:

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"Never thought you'd cry at my wedding." — Brent's eyes widened in shock, a look comprised of genuine surprise and concern on his face just as Sophist realized the tears trembling in his waterline. Trying to play it off, he hoped his dear friend would take it as a moment of emotional vulnerability in opposition of what he currently felt.

"Oh, shut up! Am I not allowed to care about you for once? God, you asshole, of course I do! Why wouldn't I? I'm just.. really glad to see you so happy." — He rambled, ripping his glasses off his face with more emotion than he would've liked. Swiping the glassiness of his eyes onto his cheeks, he tried to force a painful smile, but still. He stiffened as Brent gave him something of a somber smile, heart cracking with every second that ticked by. Reasoning and rationality threatened to be swallowed up by his turbulent emotions, even as he gripped his hands together so hard they shook, because why? Why were they put through this? Was it unlucky fate that disdained them, or maybe.. Maybe it was just him. If that was all, then how could he ever be mad or guilty? He didn't deserve this, but he didn't deserve him either, and if Brent truly didn't feel anything for him at all, then he could never ruin his happiest moment. But even still.

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Please, he thought, as he bit his lip so hard he thought it'd bleed, don't walk back to me. Don't give me a reason to make a bad decision.

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"Yeah.." — The room went silent, replaced with wavering smiles and palpable tension. What would he even say at this moment? This was his finality, his never-turning-back.

"Go get em buddy, knock her dead with your dressed up looks!."

"Oh shut up the fuck up." — He laughed once more, but even as he turned around and gripped the door knob, he wanted to stop. Ever fiber of him wanted to turn around, run towards him. Embrace him, kiss him, run away with him; but he couldn't. Not because he didn't want to, but because he simply, couldn't. Too much depended on this marriage. His mother was relying on him, his kingdom was relying on him, Cherie was relying on him. His mother had lost too much, his kingdom had too much to loose, and Cherie was a woman that could bring them the power to end it all; But even still.

Taking a deep breath, he grit and ground his teeth so hard he thought they'd crack. And then, he turned to look back at him once more. And oh, he looked wonderful. His purple brocade vest was embroidered with violet, donning a lacy ruffled cravat as were the cuffs of his sleeves. His pants slim fit and tailored, he looked just like a regular noble, except for his signature mask, which was similarly styled to match his clothing; though his traditional jacket and hat were absconded for the event. Even still, he was perfect, and he wasn't his.

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His eyes lingered just a bit too long, just enough for his hardened heart to crack as his eyes revealed everything he'd wished to hide, unsafe from his best friend's astute observations.

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He swore he saw Sophist's expression change, eyes breaking open into a pool of glassy sorrow, but instead, they closed as he offered Brent an encouraging smile. They squinted back open just slightly but teasingly; a playful gaze that taunted him: "Cold feet, gonna chicken out?" He could practically hear his irritating voice, nagging him in an oh so familiar and lovely way. It helped, as he chuckled and his heart settled just a bit, but even still, he takes a deep breath. He's walking away from what, no, who he loves, but.. as long as he can remain by his side..

It's just enough for him to take the leap forward, as he twists the door knob with a conviction; but even as the light shines on his face and the ballroom explodes with noise, his heart cant help but sink.

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IT DID HAPPEN AGAIN.

tcstrip3 blue screen'd me. Just straight Windows shutdown noise. I was in public. xD /lh - @sopping-wet-cat-wizard

I apologize for all the damage TCStrip3 has done, it will happen again.

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@crashingstar69 you got your wish XD

he looks so silly with his glasses ٩(ˊᗜˋ)و /pos

im so happy to see the piplup plush still there too ٩(๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵๑)۶ a year later and he still has it

I need this cute nerdy man NOW

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stomp me into the fucking GROUND why dont you holy shit vi- /pos /gen /hj

No title for this.

Watched and read The Outsiders and wanted to make a somber drabble about these two

Brent always called Sophist “Eevee.” No one really knew why, but there was something soft about it—like Brent was trying to tuck all his hope and fear into the last syllable, hoping it would keep them safe. The nickname stuck, even when the world felt like it was coming apart at the seams.

The night was too quiet, the kind that made Brent think the city was holding its breath. He and Eevee had been running, hearts pounding, lungs burning, the echo of sirens somewhere far off. They’d ducked behind an old brick wall, hands clutching at each other, nerves frayed to nothing. Vernias and Nick trailed just a block behind, careful, always watching.

Eevee’s breath rattled in the thick night air. Brent pressed his hand over the wound, blood warm and sticky, running too fast between his fingers. “You’re okay,” Brent whispered, voice cracking. “You’re okay, Eevee. Just keep your eyes on me, alright?”

But Eevee’s eyes—huge, scared, trusting—were starting to glaze over. He tried to smile, tried to be brave, the way he always was for Brent. “Stay gold, Brent,” he said, voice a whisper. “Promise me.”

Brent’s hands shook. He wanted to scream, to tear the world apart for doing this, but all he could do was clutch Sophist’s fading body, rocking back and forth on the cold pavement. “Don’t go, Eevee. Please. I need you. I can’t do this without you.”

The others rounded the corner, shoes skidding on gravel. Vernias dropped to his knees, his face white, eyes wet with shock. Nick hovered behind, hands trembling, not knowing what to do. Vernias reached out, resting a hand on Brent’s shoulder, grounding him.

“He’s gone, Brent,” Vernias whispered, voice raw.

But Brent couldn’t let go. He sobbed, the kind of sound that cracked open the night, clutching Sophist—his Eevee—like he could keep him there by sheer force of will. Vernias and Nick crouched beside him, the three of them huddled together, grief wrapping around them like a shroud.

Somewhere in the distance, life went on. Cars passed, the city buzzed, but for Brent, the world had stopped. All he could do was hold on, whispering Eevee’s name, hoping against hope that some part of him would stay.

And in the silence, with his friends beside him and Sophist’s memory burning bright in his arms, Brent made a promise. He would stay gold, even if it hurt. For Eevee. For all of them.

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BAHAHA OMG PEN IM SOBBING RN... THE TTOS REFERENCE..

between this and him being on a POLE in thailand (i think? idr the location- /gen /lh), god i really am manifesting it into existence atp XD /j /lh /silly

WHY DOES TCNICOLAS THE 3RD BECOME SHIRTLESS IN HIS NEWEST VIDEO.

no i'm not putting a photo wtf is even happening 😭

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Someone's becoming a nick yume~~~

NU UH, NU UH!!!! /ref

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WHY DOES TCNICOLAS THE 3RD BECOME SHIRTLESS IN HIS NEWEST VIDEO.

no i'm not putting a photo wtf is even happening 😭

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Just.

a WOTC spinoff au where Sophist doesn't get banished but Bertrand still joins the rebellion (as/becomes the leader now, maybe for a diff reason like he got suspected instead of sophist for killing his father or something idk-) and Brent is forced to marry Cherie anyways, while he can only watch/help him prepare for his wedding as his best man (around the same time as WOTC, maybe Brent delayed marrying anyone for a few years due to the unstability of the kingdom after Bertrand left and his dad died)

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i might write somewhat of a full version of this as a drabble but i would need to read up on versions of this writing prompt (i need ideas bc motivation for this drabble idea is lowkey low) but GOD the amount of things that would go UNSAID. In this universe, he gently pushes his friend towards the ballroom again, only without a lingering feeling on both of their lips. Because how could he? Right before he was about to get married, and unaware of his true feelings for him too? No, instead, without realizing it, he tears up:

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"Never thought you'd cry at my wedding." — Brent's eyes widened in shock, a look comprised of genuine surprise and concern on his face just as Sophist realized the tears trembling in his waterline. Trying to play it off, he hoped his dear friend would take it as a moment of emotional vulnerability in opposition of what he currently felt.

"Oh, shut up! Am I not allowed to care about you for once? God, you asshole, of course I do! Why wouldn't I? I'm just.. really glad to see you so happy." — He rambled, ripping his glasses off his face with more emotion than he would've liked. Swiping the glassiness of his eyes onto his cheeks, he tried to force a painful smile, but still. He stiffened as Brent gave him something of a somber smile, heart cracking with every second that ticked by. Reasoning and rationality threatened to be swallowed up by his turbulent emotions, even as he gripped his hands together so hard they shook, because why? Why were they put through this? Was it unlucky fate that disdained them, or maybe.. Maybe it was just him. If that was all, then how could he ever be mad or guilty? He didn't deserve this, but he didn't deserve him either, and if Brent truly didn't feel anything for him at all, then he could never ruin his happiest moment. But even still.

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Please, he thought, as he bit his lip so hard he thought it'd bleed, don't walk back to me. Don't give me a reason to make a bad decision.

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"Yeah.." — The room went silent, replaced with wavering smiles and palpable tension. What would he even say at this moment? This was his finality, his never-turning-back.

"Go get em buddy, knock her dead with your dressed up looks!."

"Oh shut up the fuck up." — He laughed once more, but even as he turned around and gripped the door knob, he wanted to stop. Ever fiber of him wanted to turn around, run towards him. Embrace him, kiss him, run away with him; but he couldn't. Not because he didn't want to, but because he simply, couldn't. Too much depended on this marriage. His mother was relying on him, his kingdom was relying on him, Cherie was relying on him. His mother had lost too much, his kingdom had too much to loose, and Cherie was a woman that could bring them the power to end it all; But even still.

Taking a deep breath, he grit and ground his teeth so hard he thought they'd crack. And then, he turned to look back at him once more. And oh, he looked wonderful. His purple brocade vest was embroidered with violet, donning a lacy ruffled cravat as were the cuffs of his sleeves. His pants slim fit and tailored, he looked just like a regular noble, except for his signature mask, which was similarly styled to match his clothing; though his traditional jacket and hat were absconded for the event. Even still, he was perfect, and he wasn't his.

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His eyes lingered just a bit too long, just enough for his hardened heart to crack as his eyes revealed everything he'd wished to hide, unsafe from his best friend's astute observations.

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He swore he saw Sophist's expression change, eyes breaking open into a pool of glassy sorrow, but instead, they closed as he offered Brent an encouraging smile. They squinted back open just slightly but teasingly; a playful gaze that taunted him: "Cold feet, gonna chicken out?" He could practically hear his irritating voice, nagging him in an oh so familiar and lovely way. It helped, as he chuckled and his heart settled just a bit, but even still, he takes a deep breath. He's walking away from what, no, who he loves, but.. as long as he can remain by his side..

It's just enough for him to take the leap forward, as he twists the door knob with a conviction; but even as the light shines on his face and the ballroom explodes with noise, his heart cant help but sink.

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Holy SHIT.

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tearing my increasingly grey hair out very silently..

STAY AWAY FROM MY DAUGHTER???!!!!!!? SHE ALREADY HAS TWO HUSBANDS, DAISY PLEASE DO NOT MAKE THIS HAREM THING A REALITY?!??!?! SHE DOES NOT NEED A WIFE NOR IS SHE NICK OR SOPHIST. PLEASE, DAISY, PLEASE. MY HEART CANT TAKE THIS ANYMORE.

AND ELDETTE??? WHEN YOU SEE THIS YOUNG LADY, IIIII SWEAR. I LEAVE FOR A BIT??!?! TO RELAX AND UNWIND AND WRITE SOME ANGST, AND I TURN AROUND AND SEE THAT YOU'RE FLIRTING WITH SOMEONE ELSE??!?!? WHAT IS GOING ON!??!?!? *distressed mama noises ( ´ ᗣ ` )՞ ╥﹏╥*

(all in light fun/jokes but WHY is my daughter actually getting around, i did NOT raise her like this, istg it was that bitch rosyne her auntie's influence has been rubbing off on her while i've been gone- </3 /t /j /nsrs /silly /lh)

waugh—

hi starry… sorry not sorry tho hehe. i mean if it helps she was the one who flirted first :P

i’ll treat her very nice… she’ll be happy and safe in the blankets dont you worry

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OKAY ELDETTE?? XD I see you’re quite invested in this, and I suppose I wouldn’t mind grandchildren if they’re anything like this- /hj /nsrs /silly /pos

who wouldn’t wants a second little ball of sunshine? And if anything, I can definitely relate to being less friendly and more stoic irl ^^ /gen /lh /pos

Pc rpf rpf CHILDREN??👀

*Deep inhale* Starry, Mom... cover your eyes for this TwT

So... I had this one stupid thought when Crashing posted about it... and it's been stuck in my brain. I'm just gonna drop this here so it's outta my head and yall do what you want with it x3

I'm purely talking about Vidette here because idk how Crashlachi and deafeningeclipse (IDK WHAT TO CALL YOU CUTIES) think of pc rpf rpf kiddos

Okay so uhm... My first thought was that Vidette COULD have two children, a girl and a boy. The girlie is more like Vi, not just because of her looks, with deep brown deer-like eyes and hair so long she struggles to wash it sometimes x3 - But als because she COULD have his personality in a way. A little stoic, appears nonchalant but tends to be rude (maybe doesn't quite intends to) - but she'd care deeply about the people she loves, even if she often doesn't know how to show it. The boy is just like his mom. Yellow eyes, way too energetic with a loud and bright attitude - and an absolute yapper, ofc. Him and El would absolutely love to annoy Vi together (affectionately) His sister would probably act like she hates her little brother - but deep down she wants to protect him and take care of the silly dude. Vi and their daughter would watch El and their son do silly/stupid shit and just sigh at the sight with an admiring gaze, because they love their sillies.

To answer this ask like my husband probably would: Maybe

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ouch. actually just.. ouch.

eldette, my dear daughter, i taught you well, but did you atleast kiss the brick before you threw it at me.. ╥﹏╥ 

Note: extra ramble below (was gonna put it in tags but felt like it deserved text post lmao)

“something that didnt exist in the first place” KILL ME NOW. the gun is in my mouth, the rope around my neck, just OMGGGG /pos

and yeah, she can wear a contact for her one eye. that's canon now, for whatever this is- (an au?? maybe not, but an alternate universe/ending)

NO BECAUSE WHAT DO YOU GET?? REALLY WHAT DO YOU MEAN. "it" was never real but you feel betrayed by him all the same.

and what CAN he do to respond? comfort her? that's a slap in the face. walk away? and then never take responsibility even though its something that he was technically never actually involved with, but isnt that just a fact? it doesn't help the fact that he ruined her life, her love, and her child (that he loved to an extent too, depending on the universe) and he didn't even MEAN to. just.. oogh.. no miscommunication, just the honest, brutal truth; that their fates were all inexplicably intertwined.

Idk why and how I thought of this-

But I need Cherie and Sophist to meet at night - a big and hard step for Cherie, standing face to face with the person who literally ruined something that didn't exist in the first place -

BUT it's Cherie with the traits she got from all the shapeshifting. Nothing hidden, not a strain of brown curls cut, no contacts to make it seem like the mauve in her eye wasn't shining in the dark of the midnight. Everything was visible and exposed.

And she just stands in front of Sophist, cold gaze, trembling fists, lips formed to a bitter, straight line. And they just look at each other.

Sophist stares at her. Unsure what to say, what to do, what to ask.

And Cherie just coldly drops a defeated:

"I get it now."

@starry-sophrosyne ... hi mama

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another spoiler in the form of those cringey manhwa title names XD (this is so unserious lord help me- /gen /lh) :

“Help!! My Pizza Delivery Guy Asked Me Out On A Date And I Fell For Him?!”

Little snippet of this funny little drabble i hopefully have the motivation to finish :,) /gen /lh (and TY lulu for the link lol /gen XD)

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"Is it okay if I pay you.. another way?~"

"No? It's a fucking pizza."

"..."

"Why the fuck would you order one if you have no money?-"

"Okay well-"

"The website LITERALLY says no IOUs?!"

"Honestly, hotdog taco hamburger bro."

"WHAT THE FUCK DOES THAT MEAN?!?"

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She's only three apples tall lmao

@toadettely

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