#rurusocs

[rurifangirl]

Hnendlslmwomsl TRYING to make oc pair art . Rlly hard . But one of them Is a normal ass guy and the other looks like they came straight up from an analog horror alert broadcast and so THEY LOOK SO STUPID NEXT TO EACHOTHER BUT I LOVE THEM SM AND THEY GENUENLY HAVE A NICE LORE

[kaynsmoon]

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Age;19

Species; Dragon hybrid

Gender; Libramasculine

Sexuality; Demisexual

Pronouns; He/him

Height; 2m

Appereance;

Kayn has shoulder length, fluffy black hair, which he sometimes keeps tied up in a ponytail. His skin is tanned, with coral undertones.

A pair of freckles lays on his face, though they're hard to notice at first glance. What's easy to notice Is his stature, taller than most, though he's not particularly beefy either.

His almond, iris colored eyes give him a friendlier look, as well as pointy ears on the sides of his head. He has a little smile stampted on his face.

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Personality;

Bubbly and clumsy, Kayn is generally someone who's vibing with the Friends™, even if that vibe might end up in something not so vibey but hey at least you'd be with him!!

He's very cheerful, someone you'd like to have around from time to time. A goofball most call him, but a kind one at that.

In short; he's the goddest boy<33but my god Is he stupid

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Trivia;

He's originary from South Italy, more specifically Naples.

Kayn has a boyfriend, and no, that won't be changed, even for rps or aus. (Anyways they r referred to as The Beloveds/Boys and i love them so dearly)

His birthday Is on the same day as the creator, which Is on the 8th of march.

Kayn and Ruri are proud owners of a cat, whose name Is Fedus. She's a 2y/o girlie and she looks like this.

Kayn absolutely adores to give names to things he has a connection with. For example, if someone close to him were to give him a anything, even a small pen, he'd still give It a name and take great care of It.

He's a summer enjoyer!!

Kayn's love language Is physical contact. With a partner he would get extremely clingy, especially indoors and alone. That doesn't mean friends are apart from that; he will still hug them or scruff their hair if that meant staying close with them. He's just affectionate like that, even if that affection isn't romantic or platonic.

If It wasn't clear already, he's kind of an hopeless romantic, and his inability to form coherent english sentences plays in that. <\3

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Tags;

@a-chaotic-dumbass @spoopy-fish-writes @edensrose @nsk96 @dopesaladlady @audre-falrose @flowergarden1 @eden-dum @anonymousgeekhere

[rurus-writing]

Bloody silence

Notes: Those bitches r hurt and homes of sexual AND in pain 🤍I also realised I haven't posted any new writing in a little more than an year and I think that's so funny actually (It will happen again)

Genre: Angst, Hurt/Comfort

Characters: Shou, Qiran (Ocs)

Tws: Talks of blood, non graphic descriptions of wounds, biting someone's arm in order to survive and drinking their blood to heal your wound (romantic)

Tags: @a-chaotic-dumbass @edensrose @eden-dum

Word count: 1000 ish words

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The metallic stench filling up Qiran's lungs was far too familiar to be confused for else: blood.

Not theirs, but oh - how they wished It was.

How they wished they weren't on the cold, rough ground, deep into Nadaka's silent, dark forest, clinging to their loved one's now red-stained body, rocking him back and fourth, tears falling on Shou's face, just like drops of rain.

An huge wound that originated from the right side of his neck to his abdomen was threatening to paint the ground red. His breathing worsened as the seconds went on, whereas his heartbeat began to slow down.

The moonlight did not touch the pair, almost as though it wanted to keep them hidden.

Neither of them could talk: one barely holding It togheter, the other closer to Mors's touch. Not even Nephele herself could bestow him protection, after all, what protection could she give for him? A surviving offspring of both a demon and an human, an union unprecedented yet deplorable?

No matter whether they'd invoke her name, she wouldn't have replied to their prayers. Not now, not ever.

Qiran knew they had to act fast, as they couldn't allow panic to swallow them even more, making them shake and weep further. They knew they had to go somewhere - anywhere else, but they couldn't leave his lover in those conditions either.

When their eyes met his, realising how their loved one was falling both in and out of conciousness,as he battled quietly for his life, they knew what they had to do.

Qiran gently raised the man's head, as they came even closer to their lover. After a moment of hesitation, they leaned their other arm over to Shou's mouth.

"SHOU -!"

They panicked, as their breath increased and so did their heartbeat.

"- Listen to me! Demons need blood, right?!? You do as well, don't you!?"

Qiran soon followed with a pause.

"Then if so - just...please...?"

They begged, as they leaned their arm even closer.

They could see a glimpse of pure fear through Shou's widened eyes, however, when he tried to talk, to avoid the inevitable, he could not. A mouth open, without any sound.

The only thing coming from his mouth was a faint, quiet panting, soon accompaigned by the sound of drops hitting the ground.

He had just begun to cry. He couldn't do it.

Qiran quietly hushed them, as they slowly started to caress his face. Shou had tried to keep his eyes shut and pretend not listen to his partner's proposal, to no avail. His head was quickly brought back up, however their arm was far closer than It was before.

He opened his eyes, staring at theirs once more.

Shou knew that he would have never forgived himself if he were to die in their arms, and leave them alone to sob until they physically could. Qiran gave him an encouraging nod, their eyes trying not to pour as they waited for an answer.

After gathering up enough courage, he opened his mouth, a pair of long, sharp canines emerging as soon as Shou's mouth made contact with Qiran's arm. His heartbeat was now increasing with every moment passing.

Then, he bit It, his eyes closing altogheter.

He sunk his teeth into their sweaty flesh, trying not to cut too deep, as he needed blood to flow from the fresh bite. However, as soon as he gulped a few drops from the bite, he felt like he had just gained another life.

The adrenaline rush made him thrust in even more, as with every gulp a part of his wound healed. He was in a state of bliss, up until he opened his eyes, and soon noticed how Qiran's head faced the other way, as they trembled, writhing in pain.

Shou stopped, realising how much he gave in. The sharp, shooting pain was the only thing occupying their mind, as they felt their energies fading more and more as they felt their blood pouring. They swear It had reached their hand for how much they were losing.

He slowly raised his head, his canines abbandoning the flesh he had just damaged. His wound had pratically healed itself, disappearing altogheter. He gasped for air, almost as though he had been underwater for quite a bit of time.

Shou was now sitting, slowly getting used to his sorroundings. Yet, the same couldn't be said for Qiran. Their wound was pouring as much if not more than his, as they felt weaker and weaker.

Neither had something to treat it, or to wrap it in. However, that's when Shou noticed just how long his own robes were, followed by a quick -

- Slash.

He had just torn off part of his sleeve with his nails, as he was fast to wrap it around the biting point.

No exchange of words was needed. The silence around them almost seemed reassuring, peaceful, even.

"We cannot stay here."

That's how Shou broke the silence, as his voice sounded much more like a whisper, with an hint of worry and agitation.

"Before anyone else gets hurt - we have to go."

He paused, looking up to Qiran. They had closed their eyes, and had let their body fall upon Shou's. He immidately reacted, making sure they wouldn't fall on the ground, holding them by the sides of their torso.

Soon though, that transformed into an embrace. The two silently held onto eachother.

"Oh, darling...

How shall I ever repay you?"

He did not expect an answer, but he was given one.

"You did - you already did.

I would not trade this moment,

this memory,

for as long as I'm alive."

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[octussy]

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𝙽𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚎'𝚜 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚊 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖 𝚒𝚗 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚋𝚒 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚕𝚢. 𝙸𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎.

Age; 24.

Species; Cecaelia (octopus equivalent of a merfolk), ex deity.

Gender; Unlabled.

Sexuality; Queer

Pronouns; He/him.

Height; 1.70m

Appereance;

As an human, Neptune has long, black wavy hair, on his head's sides two long, thick strands, that stretch up until his chest.

His skin Is dark brown, with broze undertones. Of medium build, Neptune's not particularly muscular, however both his chest and hips are bigger than what you'd expect, making his body far more feminine.

His eyes are like the colour of Sea's sand, sometimes they even seem to glow. His hands are long and smooth, in contrast with his short but sharp nails.

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As a cecaelia, his appereance changes quite a bit. His hair is replaced by tentacles, becoming far longer, reaching his feet. The tentacles almost look like spikes, though they aren't any softer than an octopus's.

His skin mutates, gaining a dark blue tint, the same going for the tentacles, though they're a bit darker. The tentacles are adorned by a bit of yellow, It glowing as well. Some bits of yellow are also on Neptune's skin, them looking like stars in the sky.

His eyes are now fully golden, without any pupil or sclera, them glowing with the tentacles's yellow. His body shape doesn't change, however his stature does, making him immense in confront to humans.

Personality;

If he could describe himself with a word, he'd probably use "charmer". In fact, that alone has helped him on multiple occasion. His presence alone allures people, as well as how he talks and entertains.

He can get cocky at times, though he remains composed with social situations. Behind closed doors however, if you were to be close with him, you'd see a whole other side, much more expressive and emotional.

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Trivia;

He used to be the primordial god Nolir, more on that here since I've expanded on the myth already.

Although, one thing I didn't mention is that neither of the brothers have full memories; they are aware that they were a diety, but they only have fragments of those moments.

His brother Is Moor Morningstar, however neither of them know eachother. ((Yet))

His love language Is physical contact and words of affirmation. He will respect his partner's boundaries, however that won't stop him from cuddling or hugging his s/o from time to time. He yearns to hold them close, to be able to feel their heartbeat, to be like one with them. Neptune will also be vocal about his partner's qualities, reminding them especially when they need those words.

Neptune has an human s/o, her name being Elise Valentini. Their relationship Is...quite complex, at times being passionate and affectionate, and times in which they can't trust eachother in the same room. Nevertheless, they'll work things through, and eventually they will become amicable, maybe something more.

He uses several pet names for his loved ones, the one he uses the most is "My sweet".

Neptune has a soft spot for furcoats, if It wasn't evident already. He owns a ton of them, in all types of colours and texture types.

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Tags;

@a-chaotic-dumbass @spoopy-fish-writes @edensrose @nsk96 @dopesaladlady @audre-falrose @flowergarden1 @eden-dum @anonymousgeekhere

[mors-breath]

𝔇𝔢𝔞𝔱𝔥/𝔐𝔬𝔯𝔱𝔢'𝔰 𝔠𝔥𝔦𝔟𝔦 𝔡𝔢𝔰𝔦𝔤𝔫 + 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔦𝔯 𝔩𝔞𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔫𝔰 𝔡𝔢𝔰𝔦𝔤𝔫𝔰.

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𝕾𝖕𝖊𝖈𝖎𝖊𝖘: 𝕲𝖔𝖉; 𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖘𝖔𝖓𝖎𝖋𝖎𝖈𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓 𝖔𝖋 𝖉𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖍.

𝕬𝖌𝖊: 𝖀𝖓𝖐𝖓𝖔𝖜𝖓; 𝖊𝖝𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖘𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖇𝖊𝖌𝖎𝖓𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖔𝖋 𝖑𝖎𝖋𝖊.

𝕸𝖇𝖙𝖎: 𝕴𝖓𝖙𝖕.

𝕲𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗: 𝕬𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗 (𝕬𝖓𝖞 𝖕𝖗𝖔𝖓𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖘).

𝕾𝖊𝖝𝖚𝖆𝖑𝖎𝖙𝖞: 𝕬𝖗𝖔𝖆𝖈𝖊.

𝕳𝖊𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙: 8𝖋𝖙 (2.44𝖒)

𝕻𝖊𝖗𝖘𝖔𝖓𝖆𝖑𝖎𝖙𝖞:

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𝕿𝖍𝖊𝖞 𝖆𝖗𝖊𝖓'𝖙 𝖕𝖗𝖔𝖓𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖔𝖓𝖌 𝖊𝖒𝖔𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓����, 𝖘𝖔 𝖒𝖆𝖎𝖓𝖑𝖞 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖞'𝖗𝖊 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖑𝖑𝖞 𝖘𝖎𝖑𝖊𝖓𝖙, 𝖙𝖔 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖕𝖔𝖎𝖓𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖜𝖔𝖚𝖑𝖉𝖓'𝖙 𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖗 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖒 𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖔 𝖆 𝖗𝖔𝖔𝖒 𝖆𝖙 𝖆𝖑𝖑. 𝖀𝖓𝖑𝖊𝖘𝖘 𝖘𝖕𝖔𝖐𝖊𝖓 𝖙𝖔, 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖞 𝖈𝖔𝖚𝖑𝖉 𝖗𝖊𝖒𝖆𝖎𝖓 𝖘𝖙𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖑𝖎𝖐𝖊 𝖆 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖙𝖚𝖊. 𝕴𝖋 𝖓𝖔𝖙, 𝕯𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖍 𝖎𝖘 𝖆 𝖜𝖊𝖑𝖑 𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖕𝖔𝖘𝖊𝖉, 𝖆𝖘 𝖜𝖊𝖑𝖑 𝖆𝖘 𝖜𝖊𝖑𝖑 𝖒𝖆𝖓𝖓𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖉 𝖎𝖓𝖉𝖎𝖛𝖎𝖉𝖚𝖆𝖑.

𝕿𝖍𝖔𝖚𝖌𝖍 𝖔𝖋 𝖋𝖊𝖜 𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖉𝖘, 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖞 𝖊𝖓𝖏𝖔𝖞 𝖇𝖊𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖆𝖗𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖘𝖊 𝖜𝖍𝖔𝖒 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖞 𝖈𝖆𝖗𝖊 𝖋𝖔𝖗, 𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖓 𝖎𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖞'𝖉 𝖗𝖆𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖓 𝖙𝖔 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖒 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖓 𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖎𝖈𝖎𝖕𝖆𝖙𝖊.

𝕳𝖆𝖛𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖑𝖎𝖛𝖊𝖉 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖘𝖔 𝖑𝖔𝖓𝖌 𝖆𝖑𝖘𝖔 𝖒𝖆𝖉𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖒 𝖜𝖎𝖘𝖊, 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖋𝖔𝖗𝖊 𝖎𝖓 𝖒𝖆𝖓𝖞 𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝖘𝖊𝖊𝖐 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖎𝖗 𝖆𝖉𝖛𝖎𝖈𝖊.

𝖀𝖓𝖋𝖔𝖗𝖙𝖚𝖓𝖆𝖙𝖑𝖞 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖒; 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖞 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝖘𝖕𝖊𝖆𝖐 𝖎𝖓 𝖗𝖎𝖉𝖉𝖑𝖊𝖘, 𝖏𝖚𝖘𝖙 𝖙𝖔 𝖘𝖕𝖎𝖈𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘 𝖚𝖕. 𝕿𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖆𝖑𝖘𝖔 𝖉𝖊𝖕𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖘 𝖆𝖘 𝖙𝖔 𝖍𝖔𝖜 𝖒𝖚𝖈𝖍 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖞'𝖑𝖑 𝖑𝖎𝖐𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖘𝖔𝖓, 𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖘𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖔𝖗 𝖉𝖊𝖈𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖘𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖉𝖎𝖋𝖋𝖎𝖈𝖚𝖑𝖙𝖞 𝖆𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖞 𝖜𝖎𝖘𝖍.

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𝕭𝖆𝖈𝖐𝖘𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖞-

𝕳𝖆𝖛𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖊𝖝𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖘𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖇𝖊𝖌𝖎𝖓𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌, 𝕯𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖍 𝖉𝖔𝖊𝖘𝖓'𝖙 𝖍𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖔𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖘𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖘 𝖇𝖊𝖋𝖔𝖗𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖎𝖗 𝖈𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓.

𝕾𝖎𝖒𝖕𝖑𝖞; 𝖇𝖊𝖋𝖔𝖗𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖒, 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖜𝖆𝖘 𝖓𝖔𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌.

𝕿𝖍𝖊𝖞'𝖛𝖊 𝖇𝖊𝖊𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖍𝖆𝖉𝖔𝖜 𝖔𝖋 𝖆𝖑𝖑 𝖑𝖎𝖛𝖊𝖘, 𝖑𝖎𝖛𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖆𝖘 𝖆 𝖗𝖊𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖎𝖗 𝖆𝖗𝖗𝖎𝖛𝖆𝖑 𝕴𝖘 𝖎𝖓𝖊𝖛𝖎𝖙𝖆𝖇𝖑𝖊. 𝕺𝖓𝖊 𝖔𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖒𝖔𝖘𝖙 𝖘𝖎𝖌𝖓𝖎𝖋𝖎𝖈𝖆𝖓𝖙 𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖘 𝖔𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖎𝖗 𝖑𝖎𝖋𝖊 𝖜𝖆𝖘 𝖜𝖍𝖊𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖞'𝖉 𝖊𝖓𝖈𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖋𝖎𝖗𝖘𝖙 𝖍𝖚𝖒𝖆𝖓. 𝕱𝖗𝖔𝖒 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖒, 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖞'𝖉 𝖑𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖙 𝖆 𝖑𝖔𝖙, 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖞'𝖗𝖊 𝖆𝖑𝖘𝖔 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖘𝖔𝖓 𝖆𝖘 𝖙𝖔 𝖜𝖍𝖞 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖞 𝖑𝖊𝖆𝖓 𝖔𝖓𝖙𝖔 𝖆 𝖒𝖔𝖗𝖊 𝖍𝖚𝖒𝖆𝖓 𝖘𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖊 𝖓𝖔𝖜𝖉𝖆𝖞𝖘.

𝕿𝖍𝖊𝖎𝖗 𝖑𝖔𝖘𝖘 𝖜𝖆𝖘 𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖇𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖐𝖎𝖓𝖌, 𝖆𝖘 𝖋𝖗𝖔𝖒 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖞'𝖉 𝖑𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖙 𝖜𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖕𝖊𝖓𝖊𝖉𝖘 𝖜𝖍𝖊𝖓 𝖘𝖔𝖒𝖊𝖔𝖓𝖊 𝖉𝖔𝖊𝖘𝖓'𝖙 𝖉𝖎𝖊 𝖇𝖞 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖎𝖗 𝖍𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖘 𝖎𝖓 𝖙𝖎𝖒𝖊; 𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖓𝖘𝖊 𝖘𝖚𝖋𝖋𝖊𝖗𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌, 𝖋𝖔𝖑𝖑𝖔𝖜𝖊𝖉 𝖇𝖞 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖓𝖙 𝖕𝖆𝖎𝖓𝖘, 𝖚𝖓𝖙𝖎𝖑 𝕴𝖙'𝖘 𝖙𝖔𝖔 𝖒𝖚𝖈𝖍 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖞 𝕳𝕬𝖁𝕰 𝖙𝖔 𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖛𝖊𝖓𝖊. 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖔𝖓𝖑𝖞 𝖙𝖎𝖒𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖞'𝖉 𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗 𝖘𝖍𝖊𝖉 𝖆 𝖙𝖊𝖆𝖗 𝖜𝖆𝖘 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖎𝖗 𝖉𝖊𝖒𝖎𝖘𝖊.

𝕳𝖔𝖜𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗, 𝖋𝖗𝖔𝖒 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖞'𝖉 𝖑𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖙 𝖙𝖔 𝖇𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖒𝖔𝖘𝖙 𝖎𝖒𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖎𝖆𝖑 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖞 𝖈𝖔𝖚𝖑𝖉. 𝕯𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖍 𝖆𝖑𝖘𝖔 𝖑𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖙 𝖙𝖔 𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖌𝖊𝖙 𝖆𝖙𝖙𝖆𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖉 𝖙𝖔 𝖆𝖓𝖞𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖒𝖔𝖗𝖙𝖆𝖑, 𝖑𝖎𝖒𝖎𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖒𝖘𝖊𝖑𝖛𝖊𝖘 𝖙𝖔 𝖏𝖚𝖘𝖙 𝖋𝖚𝖑𝖋𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖎𝖗 𝖕𝖚𝖗𝖕𝖔𝖘𝖊. 𝕭𝖊𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖕𝖗𝖔𝖓𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝖑𝖔𝖓𝖊𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖊𝖘𝖘, 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖞 𝖍𝖆𝖛𝖊𝖓'𝖙 𝖋𝖔𝖗𝖒𝖊𝖉 𝖆𝖓𝖞 𝖇𝖔𝖓𝖉𝖘 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖒𝖔𝖗𝖙𝖆𝖑𝖘. 𝕺𝖓 𝖗𝖆𝖗𝖊 𝖔𝖈𝖈𝖆𝖘𝖎𝖔𝖓𝖘, 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖞 𝖒𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖛𝖊𝖓𝖊 𝖔𝖓��𝖔 𝖌𝖎𝖛𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖕𝖊𝖔𝖕𝖑𝖊 𝖆𝖉𝖛𝖎𝖈𝖊𝖘, 𝖇𝖚𝖙 𝖓𝖔𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖊𝖑𝖘𝖊.

𝕺𝖚𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖎𝖗 𝖔𝖜𝖓 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑, 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖞 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖉𝖚𝖈𝖙 𝖒𝖔𝖘𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖎𝖗 𝖑𝖎𝖋𝖊 𝖇𝖞 𝖜𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖆𝖗𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖉, 𝖐𝖊𝖊𝖕𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖙𝖆𝖇𝖘 𝖔𝖕𝖊𝖓 𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖞𝖜𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊.

𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖔𝖓𝖑𝖞 𝖔𝖓𝖊 𝖘𝖍𝖔𝖜𝖓 𝖙𝖔 𝖇𝖊 𝖆𝖗𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖒, 𝖔𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖈𝖗𝖔𝖜'𝖘 𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖕𝖆𝖓𝖞, 𝕴𝖘 𝕬𝖒𝖆𝖗𝖎𝖘, 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖌𝖔𝖉 𝖔𝖋 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊. 𝖂𝖍𝖊𝖓𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗 𝕯𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖍 𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖊𝖘 𝖙𝖔 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖒𝖔𝖗𝖙𝖆𝖑 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖑𝖒, 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖞 𝖈𝖆𝖓'𝖙 𝖆𝖛𝖔𝖎𝖉 𝖆 𝖌𝖔𝖔𝖉 𝖓𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 𝖆𝖙 𝖆 𝖇𝖆𝖗 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖍𝖊𝖗.

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𝕱𝖚𝖓 𝖋𝖆𝖈𝖙𝖘:

𝕴 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖐 𝖆 𝖕𝖔𝖘𝖙 𝖜𝖍𝖎𝖈𝖍 𝖍𝖆𝖘 𝖆 𝖑𝖔𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖗𝖆𝖒𝖇𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙 𝖛𝖆𝖗𝖎𝖔𝖚𝖘 𝖋𝖚𝖓 𝖋𝖆𝖈𝖙𝖘, 𝖇𝖚𝖙 𝕴 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖆𝖉𝖉 𝖔𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖔𝖓𝖊𝖘 𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊.

𝕿𝖍𝖊𝖞 𝖍𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖒𝖚𝖈𝖍 𝖆𝖋𝖋𝖎𝖓𝖎𝖙𝖞 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖈𝖗𝖔𝖜𝖘, 𝖎𝖓 𝖋𝖆𝖈𝖙, 𝖎𝖙'𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖎𝖗 𝖋𝖆𝖛𝖔𝖚𝖗𝖎𝖙𝖊 𝖆𝖓𝖎𝖒𝖆𝖑 𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖕𝖆𝖓𝖎𝖔𝖓.

𝕿𝖍𝖊𝖞 𝖉𝖔𝖓'𝖙 𝖓𝖊𝖊𝖉 𝖙𝖔 𝖊𝖆𝖙 𝖍𝖚𝖒𝖆𝖓 𝖋𝖔𝖔𝖉𝖘 𝖓𝖔𝖗 𝖉𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖐, 𝖇𝖚𝖙 𝖔𝖈𝖈𝖆𝖘𝖎𝖔𝖓𝖆𝖑𝖑𝖞 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖞 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖆𝖐𝖊 𝖎𝖓 𝖉𝖎𝖓𝖓𝖊𝖗𝖘. 𝕿𝖍𝖊𝖞 𝖉𝖔𝖓'𝖙 𝖍𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖆 𝖕𝖗𝖊𝖋𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖓𝖈𝖊 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖆𝖓𝖞𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖚𝖌𝖍.

𝖀𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖎𝖗 𝖛𝖊𝖘𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖞 𝖐𝖊𝖊𝖕 𝖛𝖆𝖗𝖎𝖔𝖚𝖘 𝖎𝖙𝖊𝖒𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖞'𝖛𝖊 𝖈𝖔𝖑𝖑𝖊𝖈𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖗 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖞𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖘. 𝕿𝖍𝖊𝖞 𝖒𝖆𝖐𝖊 𝖘𝖚𝖗𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖞'𝖗𝖊 𝖙𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖘𝖚𝖗𝖊𝖉, 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖆𝖑𝖜𝖆𝖞𝖘 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖒.

𝕿𝖔 𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖍 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖎𝖗 𝖒𝖊𝖒𝖔𝖗𝖞, 𝕯𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖍 𝖜𝖗𝖎𝖙𝖊𝖘 𝖆 𝖑𝖎𝖙𝖙𝖑𝖊 𝖇𝖎𝖙 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙 𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖞𝖔𝖓𝖊 𝖜𝖍𝖔 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖞'𝖛𝖊 𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗 𝖒𝖊𝖙.

𝕿𝖍𝖊𝖎𝖗 𝖋𝖆𝖛𝖔𝖚𝖗𝖎𝖙𝖊 𝖋𝖑𝖔𝖜𝖊𝖗 𝕴𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖕𝖚𝖗𝖕𝖑𝖊 𝖍𝖞𝖆𝖈𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖍 (𝖜𝖍𝖎𝖈𝖍 𝖇𝖙𝖜 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖑𝖑𝖞𝖞 𝖋𝖚𝖓𝖓𝖞 𝖋𝖆𝖈𝖙; 𝖜𝖆𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖋𝖑𝖔𝖜𝖊𝖗 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖋𝖎𝖗𝖘𝖙 𝖍𝖚𝖒𝖆𝖓 𝖌𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖒)

𝕯𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖍 𝖊𝖓𝖏𝖔𝖞𝖘 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖖𝖚𝖎𝖙𝖊 𝖆 𝖑𝖔𝖙. 𝕴𝖙'𝖘 𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖆𝖓 𝖆𝖈𝖙𝖎𝖛𝖎𝖙𝖞 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖞 𝖉𝖔 𝖔𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖗𝖊𝖌𝖚𝖑𝖆𝖗, 𝖇𝖚𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖞 𝖉𝖔 𝖜𝖍𝖊𝖓𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖞 𝖈𝖆𝖓. 𝕿𝖍𝖊𝖞 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖐 𝖎𝖙'𝖘 𝖋𝖆𝖘𝖈𝖎𝖓𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌, 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖔𝖓𝖊, 𝖗𝖊𝖕𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖊𝖓𝖙 𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖘 𝖔𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖍𝖔𝖑𝖊 𝖍𝖚𝖒𝖆𝖓 𝖍𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖞.

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•~🌸Rosario's informations🌸~•

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Rosario's design. For more simple art of his, check their sprite gallery. Click for more quality.

Age: Unknown.

Species: Vampire. (Former human)

Occupation: Performer.

Gender: Transmasculine.

Sexuality: Omnisexual.

Birthday: 31 October.

Height: 6' (1.83 m).

Likes: Boba tea, umbrellas, strawberry lights, cotton candy, bats.

Dislikes: Lemons, hot weather, spices in general, scorpions.

•~🌸Background + Personality🌸~•

Being an imaginative spirit, Rosario had always been fascinated with the world of entertainment. When they were human, their enthusiasm and passion towards acting made him get roles in fairly known plays. He'd been very studious too, even going as far as to secretly learn astrology.

However, his happyness was shortlived; having displayed symptoms of physical illnes made his day to day life the more difficult, until It became unbereable. Unable to do almost everything, he couldn't possibly see a way out.

But, even when everything looked impossibile for the young performer, he received a visit. While their plays were mainly enjoyed by upper classes, groups of sketchy people were also entetratained. Considering the unknown and untreatable conditions of the actor, they decided to help. Thruth was, a majority of them had connections to vampires, and the visitor just so happened to be sent by them.

Without any hesitation, he agreed to being bitten, even if that meant hiding or escaping for the rest of their life.

Nowdays, he's just as cheerful and passionate as he was centuries before. They changed appereance, stage name and place to live an innumerable amount of times, but now he's back to his hometown, in Venice. Currently, his stage name Is "Ciliegio" (In eng -> "Cherry tree"), and while he may not be as influential, they're just grateful to have been able to perform for this many years.

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𝑺𝒉𝒐𝒖'𝒔 𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒃𝒊 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒏 (𝑺𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔)

*𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬; 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐨 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮'𝐬 𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐨 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭, 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐟𝐟 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐬𝐨, 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞.

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𝐀𝐠𝐞: 𝐀𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝟐𝟎𝟎-𝟑𝟎𝟎 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐨��𝐝 𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞

𝐒𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐬: 𝐇𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧, 𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧

𝐌𝐛𝐭𝐢: 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐣

𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫: 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐞 (𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫)

𝐒𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲: 𝐀𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥, 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜

𝐇𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭: 𝟏.𝟕𝟒𝐦 (𝟓'𝟖 ½ 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐭)

𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲:

𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐠𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐲, 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐟𝐮𝐥,𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐝-𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧.

𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬, 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐯𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐟, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐮'𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞.

𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐲, 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬.

𝐇𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫,𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦, 𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧.

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𝐁𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲:

𝐁𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝, 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐜𝐲. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝'𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐘𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐚'𝐬 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬𝐭 , 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐬𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 '𝐠𝐨𝐝𝐬,' 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬.

𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧, 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐑𝐲𝐦𝐧𝐢, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲. 𝐀𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐧'𝐬 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐢𝐧, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞. 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐨𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐛𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 "𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐟𝐲" 𝐡𝐢𝐦.

𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐚 𝐝𝐨𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧, 𝐧𝐞𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐢𝐟 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧 (𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐰 𝐩𝐮𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐬, 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐬 𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐈𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝).

𝐇𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐞𝐝 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝟐𝟎𝐭𝐡 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐥𝐞, 𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧, 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫 - 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠.

𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐝,

𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐧𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝.

𝐋𝐞𝐭'𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐲...𝐈𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥. 𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞'𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐝.

𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐜 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝, 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲, 𝐟𝐚𝐫, 𝐟𝐚𝐫 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐍𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐤𝐚'𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞, 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐈𝐭. 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐨, 𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐈𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞.

𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐬, 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐣𝐨𝐛𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞, 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝. 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟎𝟎 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐨, 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧.

𝐇𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐚 𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧'𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐜𝐮𝐬...

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𝐅𝐮𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐬

𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐚 𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐞𝐚.

𝐇𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐲-𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬, 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐢𝐧 𝐝𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐡 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬.

𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐬. 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐬 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐧𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦, 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐭𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐥.

𝐇𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐟𝐟.

𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐤𝐲, 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭, 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐥 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐞𝐭.

𝐇𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬. 𝐍𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲, 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭, 𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐬.

𝐇𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐭. 𝐇𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐜𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦(𝐎𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐗𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐠).

𝐇𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐲. 𝐀𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐈𝐬 𝐤𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬, 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐮'𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭.

𝐇𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 "𝐘𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐚'𝐬 𝐢𝐫𝐞" 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞.

𝐀𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐣𝐨𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐓𝐞𝐚 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐬 𝐣𝐨𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐞𝐚 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐬 𝐝𝐨---

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𝓜𝓸𝓸𝓭𝓫𝓸𝓪𝓻𝓭: 𝓜𝔂𝓼𝓽

[rurifangirl]

VERY VERY SLAYYY I LOVE THEMM

Mermaid tail shape concepts.

[rurifangirl]

Not having a consistent art style Is so funny bc what you MEAN those r drawings 2 years apart

[rurus-writing]

Deal?

Notes: holy FUCKIN shit am done w this and yes i opted to make em more stylized because doing whole renderings + backrounds would get me insane. Anyways I'm pretty satisfied with this, so hopefully y'all enjoy It too😤

Characters: Neptune and Moor (ocs)

Genre: ? Unsure

Word count: Around 1-1.2k words.

Tags: @a-chaotic-dumbass @edensrose @anonymousgeekhere @sunny-the-sassy @eden-dum

Tws: Mentions of abuse, gambling, assault (only named in a list) drinking alchol (?)

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As the door closed behind him, Moor knew It wasn't going to be easy.

If only he had'nt received that invitation, being discuraged by going to a lower floor, but for he was too late.

He'd volountarily gotten It, pretty punctually at that. The others, as far as they were aware, knew he was out for buisness, but they couldn't Imagine just what was awaiting them.

Moor wore a pretty formal suit, borrowed from Victor's closet, followed by a curlier hairstyle, in an High ponytail. Despite the location, It seemed to be pretty luxurious. Lights were shining in all directions, as though a festivity was happening.

The place had been a local, which from afar, seemed pretty full. Although, that was further from the thruth.

Upon entering, he'd been flashed with even more lights, and am extremely crowded place. Many if not all looked drunk, and it's smell was one of the most putrid.

Looking around him, he tried making his way upon the swirled stairs, but hardly so. As he struggled getting by, he felt as though something, or someone, had took his hand. Before Moor could react, he got on it's first step.

Despite the crowded room,nobody seemed to care about those stairs, which was perhaps for the best.

As he turned around, he made his way up, and up, until he arrived at a room, with its door slightly open. Hesitating for a few seconds, he walked further, knowing full well what would be once entered.

Who It should've been.

As he carefully moved the door, he felt this others rooms light, now golden, almost embracing him. Finnaly, as It finnaly opened, he heard an unfortunatly familiar voice.

"Took you long enough, huh?

He couldn't look at them in the eyes, ashamed of what he was going to do.

"I didn't just put my best dress for nothing! Have the courtesy of at least glancing at It."

After a sigh, he looked foward, his eyes meeting the ones of the other person.

"Geez, it's been a while.. yet, you didn't change, right fish boy?"

Moor felt a great gut feeling of leaving everything behind, and fleeing as soon as he could. But instead, he walked right into the room. As the local seemed, the room was filled with ornaments, one of the most impressing things he'd seen since he was freed. But, those were just appereances.

"shit where are my manners- But alas, welcome back, old friend."

Moor wouldn't exactly say old friend, moreso someone he got a debt with. All of this confidence seemed too suspicious, but he didn't want to call It out.

"Please, do take a seat." The man said, as he gave a little grin. Could you even call them a man?

Nevertheless, he had sat down, just in front of Neptune. On the little oval, glass table, there were two glasses, pretty full. The colour made It seem like champagne, but there was little to celebrate there.

"Oh, feel free to -"

"-I'll pass, thank you."

That didn't stop the taller man from leaning over, taking one of the two glasses

"Not the type for alchol?"

"No I- uh - don't...really like It?"

"Shame."

That said, Neptune took some sips, not wanting to get moor into a more uncomfortable position than he already was. With the drink on his other hand, they looked back over him.

"So, you may be wondering what you're doing here, right?"

After a quick moment of realization, It struck him. Moor's gaze changed, as from one of regret, to one of fear.

"...It's about the others, isn't It?"

Neptune quietly chuckled, as they put the drink on the table.

"Correct. At least, It Is partial-"

"I'm not giving them over! You -"

"For FUCK's sake can you let me finish?!?"

Taken aback, Moor jumped at the sudden shift in tone, but quickly put himself back up. Neptune sighed, .

"If you had let me finish, you'd known I was going to say "partially". This Is still between you, and me."

"Then...what Is It?"

"We both know we can't come up with a compromise, because of our positions. But, I do think we could try, as long as we never speak about It."

"What could either of us gain anyways?! You're speaking madness!"

He heard another chuckle, though he couldn't read Neptune's expression.

"Oh? Is that so?"

"Not even the safety of your friends Is that important?"

Moor stopped, as though he became a statue. He got too quickly what they were speaking about.

"Wh- what were y-you g-"

"Oh, don't be that shaken up! After all, you've seen me in the open sea."

The more they talked, the more that conversation was going downhill. But he couldn't do anything about It. Nobody could.

"Al-alright, what's the plan?"

"Awh, I knew I could count on you!"

In less than seconds, he picked the same glass up again, moving It as if Neptune was congradulating. Which thecnically, he was. Shortly after, they put It down again, now searching behind his chair, for something.

"It seems unlikely, but we do share a few common enemies. Though, I'd like you to look at one of those bastards. - found It!"

As he leaned over, he shared a document file with Moor.

" 'Alessandro Verre.." I think I've seen that name. Somewhere, in the database."

"Charged with murder, abusing co-workes, sexual harrasment and assault, gambling, breach of peace, currently running away from getting a sentence. You pick your poison, really."

As Moor browsed through the pages, he still couldn't get why he was targeting him in particular. There were several, even worse than him.

"Let's say, I have some 'unfinished' buisness, y'know?"

As he closed It, he looked at them, making eye contact.

"Alright, but what are we supposed to do?"

While the man talked, Neptune had gotten up, walking around, in no particular way. When he finished, they were right next to the window.

"Well, if you hypotetically got your hands off of that case, and that man suddently vanishing, with no traces, forgotten, wouldn't that be beneficial?"

"Just say you want to kill him without consequences."

"Spot on!"

Moor hesitated to ask, but couldn't help It.

"Couldn't you... Y'know, use that thing?"

Unlike the other two times, Neptune was downright laughing, almost histerically.

"You make me cackle! Do you think such filth, unsatisfactiory shell of a twisted man deserves a quick and painless ending?"

Moor probably figured what he meant, and decided not to go further. There was a reason he'd mentioned those charges, after all.

"Anyways, in extange, you get your friends safety, under my name. While I can't garantee It'll remain if they fight me, I can make It happen. Let them mind their own buisness."

Moor brushed his hair, his hand on his forehead, as though he was taking an exam.

"So, is It a deal?"

Moor was surprised when just a few centimeters away from him, Neptune's hand was leaning over. Looking up, he found them smiling, though not maliciously. Reluctantly, he lent his hand further, shaking It.

"Deal."

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[mors-breath]

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"𝔇𝔬 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔟𝔢 𝔞𝔣𝔯𝔞𝔦𝔡,

𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔴𝔬𝔫'𝔱 𝔟𝔢 𝔞𝔩𝔬𝔫𝔢."

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𝕺𝖈 𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖆𝖈𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓 𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖌; 𝕱𝖊𝖊𝖑 𝖋𝖗𝖊𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝖉𝖗𝖔𝖕 𝖎𝖓 𝖆𝖓 𝖆𝖘𝖐 𝖆𝖓𝖞𝖙𝖎𝖒𝖊 𝖘𝖔𝖔𝖓. ❥ (𝖇𝖊𝖑𝖔𝖓𝖌𝖘 𝖙𝖔 @rurifangirl )

𝖄𝖔𝖚 𝖈𝖆𝖓 𝖋𝖎𝖓𝖉 𝖒𝖞 𝖔𝖈'𝖘 𝖎𝖓𝖋𝖔 𝖕𝖔𝖘𝖙 𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊.

𝕬𝖘𝖐 𝖌𝖆𝖒𝖊𝖘/𝖆𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖙𝖎𝖈'𝖘 𝖕𝖔𝖘𝖙𝖘 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖇𝖊 𝖗𝖊𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖌𝖌𝖊𝖉.

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"𝔚𝔞𝔩𝔨 𝔟𝔶 𝔪𝔶 𝔩𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱.

𝔈𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔶𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔪𝔲𝔰𝔱 𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔞𝔫 𝔢𝔫𝔡."

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𝕴 𝖉𝖔 𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖜𝖆𝖓𝖙 𝖙𝖔 𝖘𝖊𝖊 𝖆𝖓𝖞𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝕾𝖊𝖝𝖚𝖆𝖑 𝕬𝖘𝖘𝖆𝖚𝖑𝖙 𝖔𝖗 𝖗*𝖕𝖊 𝖎𝖓 𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖊𝖗𝖆𝖑. 𝕬𝖑𝖘𝖐𝖘/𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖆𝖈𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖇𝖊 𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖈𝖐𝖊𝖉.

𝕬𝖑𝖘𝖔 𝖕𝖑𝖊𝖆𝖘𝖊 𝖆𝖛𝖔𝖎𝖉 𝖓𝖘𝖋𝖜/18+ 𝖘𝖙𝖚𝖋𝖋, 𝕴'𝖒 𝖋𝖎𝖓𝖊 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖆 𝖑𝖎𝖙𝖙𝖑𝖊 𝖍𝖔𝖗𝖓𝖞, 𝖏𝖚𝖘𝖙 𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖆𝖓𝖞𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖚𝖓𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖋𝖔𝖗𝖙𝖆𝖇𝖑𝖊.

𝕴 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖈𝖐 𝖆𝖓𝖞 𝖍𝖔𝖒𝖔𝖕𝖍𝖔𝖇𝖊/𝖗𝖆𝖈𝖎𝖘𝖙, 𝖏𝖚𝖘𝖙 𝖇𝖎𝖌𝖔𝖙𝖘 𝖎𝖓 𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖊𝖗𝖆𝖑 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖑𝖑𝖞.

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"ℌ𝔪? 𝔒𝔥, 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔠𝔯𝔬𝔴𝔰, 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔞𝔰𝔨?

𝔉𝔬𝔬𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔥 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔰𝔬𝔫 ℑ'𝔪 𝔞𝔣𝔯𝔞𝔦𝔡;

𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔶 𝔨𝔢𝔢𝔭 𝔪𝔢 𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔭𝔞𝔫𝔶."

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𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖙𝖆𝖌 𝖘𝖞𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖒 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖌𝖔 𝖆𝖘 𝕴𝖙 𝖋𝖔𝖑𝖑𝖔𝖜𝖘;

𝕬𝖑𝖑 𝖆𝖘𝖐𝖘 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖍𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊 "𝖆𝖘𝖐𝖘" 𝖙𝖆𝖌, 𝖋𝖔𝖑𝖑𝖔𝖜𝖊𝖉 𝖇𝖞 𝖆𝖓 𝖊𝖒𝖔𝖏𝖎 𝖜𝖍𝖔 𝕴 𝖆𝖘𝖘𝖔𝖈𝖎𝖆𝖙𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖆𝖘𝖐𝖊𝖗'𝖘 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍.

𝕼𝖚𝖊𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖉 𝖕𝖔𝖘𝖙𝖘 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖍𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊 "𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖉" 𝖙𝖆𝖌, 𝖆𝖘𝖐 𝖌𝖆𝖒𝖊𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖊 "𝖆𝖘𝖐 𝖌𝖆𝖒𝖊" 𝖙𝖆𝖌, 𝖘𝖔 𝖔𝖓 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖘𝖔 𝖋𝖔𝖚𝖗𝖙𝖍.

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"𝔄𝔫𝔡, 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔪𝔶 𝔩𝔞𝔰𝔱 𝔠𝔞𝔯𝔢𝔰𝔰,

ℑ 𝔰𝔞𝔩𝔲𝔱𝔢 𝔶𝔬𝔲."

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[tf-ya-doing-here]

𝓜𝓸𝓸𝓭𝓫𝓸𝓪𝓻𝓭: 𝓝𝓮𝓹𝓽𝓾𝓷𝓮

[rurifangirl]

Give shou ever hairstyle ever (threat)

You're so right actually.

Unfortunately you didn't specify which hairstyle to do first so badabing badabong bald Snake twink doodle .

@spoopy-fish-writes look at the silly man :3

[rurus-writing]

Togheter (oc stuff)

Notes:

"And they were ROOMATES"

"omg they were roomates"

Is the only way i can describe this hsit it's almost 1 am lawde forgive me for i am sinning for two dudes livin my fuvkin dream

Ocs: Kayn (+Ruri)

Genre: Fluff

Word count: 1075 words

Tws: Suddent touches; nothing sexual but still

Tags: @a-chaotic-dumbass @anonymousgeekhere

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The faint moonlight had already touched the men's bodies. Yet, that didn't seem to allarm them. It'd been some time since they've had much time togheter, and understandably, wanted to spend It all to it's fullest. Though, until then nothing special had happened.

Sure, they were togheter and loved eachother's company, but other than that, they didn't look to be much physically closer. Which was a thought that had already entered Kayn's mind, worrying that he might've done something wrong.

Deep down, he knew that he wasn't to blame, but felt a gut feeling just beneath him.

As he was laying in bed, brushing his hair in order to not get them too messy, he'd glanced on his left side.

Apart from a pile of stuff they'd have to yet figure out where to put, he was almost suprised to see Ruri, sitting on the nearest chair, proceeding to brush off a little fox's fur.

It hadn't been to much since Fedus had entered their lives, and even if in the beginning and still now they had a tense relationship, they'd grown to be pretty fond of eachother. Especially during the night, as he was the most active.

Kayn hadn't notice yet but, a grin had formed on his face, and the bigger It was the more he looked at them. He didn't realize how much time had passed, only being interrupted by that same voice.

"Are you alright, dear?"

Only now he'd step back in reality. Kayn decided to lift himself up, using walls as a tool. He tried not to yawn, just knowing It was probably later than usual.

"Ah, don't worry, don't worry. I'll be alright."

As soon as he finished, he moved himself closer, now onto the edge of their bed. Fedus was right into Ruri's arms, or at the very least, onto his legs.

Even he didn't know for how long he'd sat there. Kayn decided to stroke a little bit of the fox's fur, noticing the grin on her sleepy face. She'd long been asleep.

"She looks so...peaceful"

"Sure, when she sleeps."

Ruri's remark made him holding back his laughter, because he knew It was true. Some of her actions wouldn't,, be as quiet. Though now, he focused his attention onto something else. Since now his fiancee was far more visible, Kayn noticed how many nods were onto his hair.

Which looked strange, especially since he'd gone out. Though he had to keep in mind just how long It was, and how easly they could've formed.

When Ruri noticed his look, he first mumbled, before getting the right words.

"It'll be fixed tomorrow. I don't have a reason to do it now, It'd be wasted time"

He siently nodded. Even if he wanted to continue the conversation, Kayn didn't know what else to add. He loved hearing his voice, much more so when he'd have to tone It down during the night.

His whispers oddly reassured him, and how his pale, soft skin brightened under the moonlight only amplified it. Though he was mesmerized by his beauty, he was aware of how much he was capable of.

Yet, he didn't feel at risk. Not like he'd felt on the past.

He stood up, moving his attention to Fedus.

"Maybe we y'know, should put her on her pillow. She's sleeping anyways."

"Mhm, good point."

And just like that, the couple slowly moved the little animal, back where she should've been. It was fairly wide, so, she didn't need much else. When they'd finish, Kayn immidiately felt something cold on his cheek.

He almost jumped on his place, until he'd glanced over and saw It was actually his lover's hand.

Though, Kayn was very close onto saying some rather unpleasent stuff.

"I'm extremely sorry, I should've asked for your permission."

There was a fairly brief pause, in which Ruri had stroked hair away from his face.

"Though, you just feel... stranger than usual. Really, Is there anything wrong?"

"Hm? Ah, it's uhh, what's that's again,,, just a little tired, that's all."

Kayn hadn't realized that he got even closer, pratically now being face to face.

"If that's true, then go rest."

"I just, y'know, didn't want to ruin the night - specially when you're around."

He didn't look back at him, fearing that he'd just said the most unsensed sentence, just like that.

"Then, what would you wish to do? The night's not in ruin, so there's no reason to be worried."

"Well, uhm.,,,"

Thruth was, he didn't know what to do either. He franatically looked around him, with the only option for them both to lay down,even for a bit.

Though reluctant, Kayn pointed at It, trying not to make eye contact, as It'd be even worse. And like at first, he was laying, his head barely on a pillow. He didn't do much, facing himself on Ruri's opposite side.

But just as he thought the night was done, and didn't end on such a good note, he felt something, slowly making its way to embrace him.

It wasn't rocket science to realize that It was his lover who was doing so. Though, he was already glad that he didn't put his hands on his bare neck.

Then, he moved his hand above, playfully stroking his hair

"It's... it's so soft."

Though taken aback, Kayn didn't complain. In fact, he quite enjoyed it. It continued for some minutes, before turning back to their old position.

"Don't feel as though you ruined this. If anything, I had fun. I felt good."

Kayn turned around, kind of in confusion.

"As long as we're togheter, that's what matters. At least, that's my wish."

He wouldn't have admitted It, but that struck him more than It should. He normally didn't say much, and was unexpected. Nevertheless, Kayn smiled. Without a second thought, also joined into the hug. He couldn't see Ruri's face, but he knew he was content.

"Goodnight, darling."

Those were the last words he heard, before swiftly falling into unconciousness. He swore he'd said a 'Night' back, but Kayn wasn't sure. Though, he'd never felt that peaceful in some time. And It was okay, just like that.

Treasuring eachother was enough.

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[rurifangirl]

OH MY FHCK OH LY SHUT HOKY FUCKIWBG HAISITB SPOPPSS PSOOOPPPSPSS I AM KISSISJBF U ON THE MOUTHBI AM KIKSSING UBON TGE MOUTH OMG OMG THE TWO BOYS OMFHHK KAYN LOKSKN SO SCRUNKLY HAKSOSPAPSKSOSPXOLAOSODOZPSPLDOAPAOSLSOSPDODLAPDPSPPZPSPAPAPSOKSOASPSOOZSOOSZOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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