#day stay room

[miikpal]

to partake in creation. happy tdov !

[honeypleasejustkillme]

i just wanna be protected and cared for like i'm a tiny kitty with abandonment issues

[ao3-crack]

(x)

[somegrumpynerd]

Cross has trouble getting to sleep alone in his room and goes looking for a distraction, but ends up finding a solution for both of them

[leeryder]

It wasn’t unusual for Crepus to tuck his boys into bed with a bedtime story. Nor was it unusual for the eldest child to mischievously grin and squirm around demanding for more stories or give some other attempt to keep Crepus there longer in order to stay up even a second longer than normal. 

“I’ve already told your three stories, Diluc,” Crepus had to bite back his smile in an attempt to be stern. “It is bedtime.” 

“But—!” The child’s little red eyes darted around the room as though to find the excuse he needed to keep his father there and the light turned on. “But you haven’t had a story yet!”

“I haven’t had a story?” Crepus couldn’t bite back the smile anymore. “And who is to read me MY bedtime story? Surely not Adelinde or Elzer.”

“We are!” Diluc proclaimed loudly, dragging the other boy into his shenanigans. 

The little blunette’s free eye popped open, from under the duvet he was snuggled under. A surprised squeak given. 

“Oh you two, eh?” Crepus gently nudged the smaller child with his shoulder in a loving way and causing the timid boy to poke his head out from the covers. 

“Well, I can if Kaeya doesn’t want to,” ,Diluc grinned in triumph. Knowing he’d won himself a few extra minutes. 

Kaeya didn’t deny that so the redheaded child continued. 

 “Well this is a story about me and my best friend! Can you guess who that is?” Diluc kicked his legs back behind him excitedly.  Waiting expectantly for an answer. 

“Your pet turtle?” Kaeya’s soft guess came. An uncertain thing forced out of him by Diluc’s bright-eyed stare. 

Crepus shifted his arm closer the younger, correcting his answer. “Kaeya?” 

“Of course it’s Kaeya. Silly!” Diluc rolled his eyes and grinned. “Sir Lance is cool but Kaeya is my best friend now!”

Kaeya squeaked again. His eye shining brightly under the safety of the cover. Crepus wrapped his arm around him. Squeezing him. 

“Alright. I’ve got to know,” he smiled. “So what is this story about my two favorite boys?” 

Diluc earned his extra minutes before bed that night. In more ways than one in Crepus’ mind and Kaeya’s smile. 

[scalierpepper]

Gave my pfp a bit of a glow up!!

Neat to see the one year improvement

[mintypsii]

more doodles of themmm

[myuminji]

[sun-e-chips]

You’re relaxing in the resort room before heading into the park:)

[hyunpic]

sun-kissed hyune

[al-luviec]

juvie buddies

[befuddled-calico-whump]

Augusnippets Day 15: Starvation

cw: drugging, substance dependency, starvation, emeto, sorta dehumanization, dissociation, nonsexual nudity, vague deathwish

previous // next

for the @augusnippets challenge // word count: 537

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He can no longer sit up on his own.

Too weak. In the sparse moments where he's coherent enough to think, the spy knows they're tapering off his rations. Hunger crawls up from his stomach like a swarm of ants, leeching what little strength remains.

He It is always trapped in a haze, but the haze is no longer big enough. It aches all day, unable to even sleep until someone brings another water bottle. Pain consumes its leg, hunger shivers in its bones. When guards pass by, it begs them for water, not food, wanting only to numb it all.

Sometimes they comply, but it's rarely enough. Are they taking away its relief too? Or has it built a tolerance to the drug?

(the thought terrifies the spy when he can comprehend it; the thought of never returning to himself)

It can hardly move. It doesn't want to move. When the stubborn thing inside tries to lift its head, there is only dizziness, more pain, a fleeting fear that this may be the end.

The creature wants none of that. No thoughts, no senses, only the drug that allows it to sleep.

They bring it water and it drinks and nothing happens. No fog, no sudden emptiness. It whimpers into the concrete for hours or days.

The bring it water and it drinks.

(no food)

It can't stop shivering, nausea twisting its empty stomach.

(why can't you do something why can't you move why couldn't you have held fast)

They don't bring it water.

Two guards, it can see them through hazy vision. Its eyes hurt, its head aches.

(this is different)

They grab its arms, dragging it out of the cell, bad leg howling, utter agony, creature howling with it, voice weak

(pathetic, could've ran, could've done something)

the movement and pain and nausea and dizziness are all too much after it's been allowed to feel nothing for so long and it heaves up nothing, bile on its tongue, tears in its eyes. They drag it somewhere and it hurts it hurts it hurts.

(could've turned it down)

would've died

(would've been better)

They have to hold it up, hands around and under its arms. Someone else is talking at it, but it doesn't matter. It hurts and it's cold, colder than the cell was.

(when did they take his clothes?)

It tries to vomit again, left with a sour string of spit clinging to its chin. Over, it just wants it to be over, just wants it to—

Its head jerks up so quickly it sees spots when it hears the snap of a bottle opening. The new person is holding it out

(smirking)

It tries to reach for the bottle, can't shake itself free of the hands, trapped. It can't make sense of the stream of words pouring from its mouth, but it can't stop them either.

pleasepleasepleaesithurtspleaseithurts

(you were supposed to be better than this you were supposed to endure–)

The man laughs.

“Damn. Guess you really can do a number on a guy without lifting a finger.” He screws the cap back on, ignoring the creature's despairing whine.

“Put him back for now. I think he's almost ready for some questions.”

[cozylittleartblog]

the vernnn. artfight 2023, character by @analog-television.

bookmark me for this year!

[kangals]

I finally bought Kep his own big 48” crate and got it set up next to stellinas, so we can re-try day crating. The mat for it is arriving tomorrow so I just tossed his little baby bed in to get it out of the way and he slept in it so sadly 🥲

[illir]

[evilkaeya]

It's so funny to me that skk are having the best time in Europe while sskk are probably getting their ass beat in Japan