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The new update for Obey Me! finally released for me, i just HAD to screenshot every loading screen! I love them all so much!<3

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Incubation

History would then record their love story with but a single word. A word so congruous, so meaningful, that it immortalized their story even as kingdoms rose and fell: "how."

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is it just me or do i just miss my moots😓

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🫶🫶🫶

its me, your least favorite artist, back at it again to [insert verb here] 🐉

ko-fi

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Ywwee your h8wbansd ❤️❤️

HUSBANDHUSBANDHUSBANDHUSBAND

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reworking ocs. makoto my little princess

no like without reblog !

biographical information:

name : makoto shimizu

nicknames : mako, makoko

gender : not really. (he/they)

age : 19

birthday : april 9th

star sign : leo

height : 186 cm

hair color : slate blue with light blue tips

eye color : blue-ish yellow

professional status :

dorm : relinookton ( @hourglassstationacademy )

school year : third year

class : 3-C

occupation : part-time seamster, student

club : art and photography club

best subject : languages, literature, dark artes

fun facts :

sexuality : achillean asexual

dominant hand : ambidextrous

favorite food : unsure of it.

least favorite food : unsure of it.

likes : mathematical analysis and equations, literature and arts, his cats, all of the others are unfound yet.

dislikes : unsure of it.

hobbies : designing and sewing, painting, taking care of his cats, using his umbrella

talents : precise aiming at targets, switching up his demeanor, dodging, taking care of kittens or children, painting, quite a lot.

personality (featuring a bit of backstory)

makoto has no allegedly real personality, as he just fakes all his way through interactions to appeal to people. this came from when he started to please people, so long he forgets his identity; feeling numb and empty, with no sign of who he was before all of this.

as it goes on, he has emotional unstablity and impulsive behaviour, as well as difficulties maintaining his anger, and suicidals thoughts and intentions do appear. makoto has an explosive episode of anger, lashing out at his other dorm members when he gets super overwhelmed.

trivia

makoto has 6 cats. he adopted four and then the kittens and cats just kept multiplying and multiplying.

makoto has a sleep-wake disorder, or specifically, narcolepsy, and he often shows symptoms of it; automatic behavior, sleep attacks, cataplexy. He often takes naps throughout breaks.

makoto pays a lot of attention to even the smallest details. this is what makes his criticism precise and constructive to the point, as he focuses on the mistakes entirely.

makoto usually wears glasses when measuring or reading, as he has myopia (near-sightedness).

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"IF YOU'D HAVE STUCK AROUND."

— a dainsleif x reader short fic.

contents . . . reader dies. like, a lot of times. five times at best, no implied timeline (can be read as modern or normal teyvat), angst, doomsday by lizzy mcalpine reference.

· · ────── ꒰ঌ·✦·໒꒱ ────── · ·

To be with Dainsleif was mundane. It wasn't pompous or eventful, but it was alright.

It was okay because you never really minded being stuck in a routine— a loop, if you will, because you were stuck in it with the man you loved the most in all of Teyvat.

Being with him for ten years– nearing eleven, felt like forever.

You've known him for that time being, and it's always been feeling so much longer than just a decade.

But in Dainsleif's head, the length of your time together was more than just ten years. You two were running strong together in 150 years.

It always had a year gap of 20 years, and he meets you when you're twenty. You fall in love, and ten years pass, you're now thirty.

Thirty years of your life, and you'd always die in the same way.

Of an expedition, you'd go and head to a Regisvine.

Dainsleif follows, retrieves your body, lays it on a bed of grass, his gloved hand caressing your cold skin, the other tangling in your hair, before he pulls away, closing your eyes and pressing a fleeting kiss to your forehead before burying you into the ground.

As the grass grows, he waits and he waits, placing a flower in the exact same spot where he placed you.

He can't even bother to shed tears or to stop the Regisvine. He's tried once, during the third time you've died.

But it all ended up the same.

Dainsleif doesn't think to stop you from your expedition, because you'd still continue— no matter how many warnings he would give you.

So he stops and lets that mundane loop go around and around.

Because he knows that it's for the better.

After all, he'll meet you again. In twenty years, whether if he'd meet you at the lake, in the streets, sitting on the curb, crying after a day of work, at a hotel, where he stumbles upon your drunken figure, sitting on the floor beside the stairs, leaning on the wall after you break up with an ex.

Till this day, he keeps the ring he was going to propose to you to the first loop of this mundane routine.

That was the funny thing, wasn't it? He would've married you—

If you'd have stuck around.

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abandoning otm for a new smau🤨🤨🤨????

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The way his feelings were depicted is so good because he clearly shows himself changing from aversion to you, to a curious fascination with your company, and to genuinely enjoying every moment with you.

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my daughter😚

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guys i made another oc..

:3 enjoy

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Your husband

my husband

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Husband #2 wip (pls folloe me babgrill im trying to reconnect with all of my old moots)

HES SO PRETYYYYYY☹️☹️☹️🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍

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hey yna 😻😻 its ur zest fest yi min (i moved accs) anyways say hi to ur husband (hes a wip)

THAT IS MY HUSBAND YES HE IS😍😍😍😍

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forgot the bangers that malicemizer made

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ada as leon's "9-5", and you're his night shift.