Hi, hope you're enjoying you stay with me here, I'm pretty much cool to get to know with.
my carrd
Lynnie, Carnii or Carmine (whatever you call me ofc i don't really care)
Pronouns: she/her they/them
18 [living the freedom as in right now]
B-day: (5/8)
I do not accept flirting, only compliments :/
I have a irl boyfriend/irl Azurewrath :3
Fandoms: csm, jjba, umamusume, forsaken, phighting, idk what to add more
I do forsaken x reader related fanfictions just for fun. Some of them mostly included NSFW parts [MDNI if you're uncomfortable]
(guys, before y'all request for something, just letting you know that I'm not comfortable on writing character x character or ship headcanons. You can keep it to yourself about the ships, i respect what you like. The masterlist itself is only for yn /reader stuff based from my own scenario. Thanks)
Update: having a program at uni with new friends :D
I'm ambivert (extrovert to introvert) My social skills irl is terrible but also silly when i talk. I sound incoherent.
I play rhythm games: Osu mania, Chunithm, Maimai, idk what else
I basically have a talent to draw and write, I'm too absent to post certain arts tho
Mainly active on Instagram: lynnie_s3all
Procrastinator, has a tendency to forget things.
I have insomnia. And i didn't even sleep well :'3
I have dc: zyyran_esc
Dni list: MINORS. IF YOU GUYS DON'T LIKE IT THEN DON'T TALK TO ME? pdflia, doxxing, death threats, proships,multishippers, people who had no sense of morality,friends that i hate (especially irl) anything that goes in sensitive topics.
ARGHHHHHHH ykw after reforming the new group, i think all of us are just attached to one of each other for a certain liking for things... WE CALL EM TANGHULUS...
I'm not gonna be around posting anytime soon, just saying that i might need to spend the whole day doing a program for 4 weeks. I might be busy the whole weekday.
"Bittersweet defeat --- I know you didn't mean it"
azure x reader
CW : cucking (kinda),Two Time has a crush on you, toxic creampie, toxins, sentinel!reader, blowjob (azure receiving) , revenge sex, nonverbal sex, fucked up reader, really fucked up reader. ooc azure, no dialogue, tentacle usage but not penetration, vaginal sex, mutal orgasm, taunting, not proof read, 1,1k
note : I wrote this while i was horny so if it doesn't match sense, that's why LMFAO. ALSO SORRRRY IM LATEEEE, IM A LIL DUMB
Azure, who comes to hate Two Timeâno matter how much they fight against the distressing mind control. He canât help but hate them
Azure, who finds out that Two Time WAS able to move on even despite the severity of their actions.
Azure, who becomes enraged knowing this information, even if the guilt kills Two Time inside the idea of them moving forward to potentially harm and sacrifice more people for their beneficial gain or building more power leaves a bad taste in his mouth.
Azure, who takes something from Two Time that theyâll never be able to get back.
Your body trembles under the gaze of Azure, his skin bursting with toxins as your head begins to swim in his presence, you canât figure out how you found yourself in his position but you couldnât really question it either. You knew who Azure was, you werenât stupidâthey were Two Timeâs ex-partner thatttt Two Time kinda sorta..no definitely stabbed for a false cult but it was amazing to see him ALIVE. I mean, theyâre not in the best shape if heâs forsakened but itâs another gift of lifeâŠIâm sure heâd never want to be around Two Time and hey, who could blame him after their history together.
Azure takes a fondness to your appearance as he skimmed over you. You definitely meant something to Two Time, and while the satisfaction of killing Two Time would bring him, he had a far far much better idea that could truly seal the deal. You were curious about what he was thinking or planning before you were completely taken off guard, you let a soft exclaim as Azureâs tentacles came up and slithered around your wrist. His tentacles tightly bonding them together as he used so he could have full control over you while he yanked you forward to be pressed against the clothed part of Azureâs pants.
Your face was burning from the humiliation of being a sentinel, a protector on their knees being manhandled by the killer, and also the fact they were in the middle of a round, in publicâwhere anyone could view the scene. Your body trembled as you licked your lips that had gone dry, taking your lips and finding the zipper of their pants. Tugging their fly down painfully slowly white using your teeth. The freeing of his zipper only makes his bulge more prominent, this time his hands coming down to help free himself fully as his cock slapped against your face, it lays against your nose and lips while you can see the musk of him.
His cock is colored just like his body, black but his pre-cum drips a purplish-off white color, having no control over your handsâyou have to use your mouth to the best of your ability. Guiding his cock into your mouth as it encases around it, theyâre thick that causes a painful stretch as you slide his cock further down your throat.
Your brass knuckles you used for defense were stabbed into the grass as you looked forward before the sound of tearing rung throughout your ears, Azure opening your cunt to his hungry gaze as the cool air breezed over your dripping cunt. His hand crawled at your side, nails digging deep into the skin. As they used your ass as an anchor to spread you open to view more of your pussy.
His thick heavy cock stretching you out as you could do was take it, tentacles wrapped around your waist that stained your clothes and anchored you in place. Your legs spread further as you arched more into the ground to try and balance yourself, the feeling of rocks slightly popping you in the knees making your body ache.
But, you werenât able to be hyper-focused on such matters as the toxin made your brain insanely hazy and the way your pussy clenched around him while he dug his fingers into your ass only fueled you to let out slutty moans as he fucked you, his hips snapping in a messy, franatic paceâmoans, groans and whines filled the air alongside your embarrassingly wet pussy and the sound of skin slapping. The feeling of him inside you, the way he rubbed against the ribbed texture of your pussy while you could only gasp out and put your head down.
Your body was increasingly warm and sweaty as sweat dripped down your sides in small drops. Azureâs hand came around and grabbed the necklace Two Time gave you, his hands wrapping around the spawn charm as a loud snap was heard as he yanked it off, his other hand yanking your head back by your hair as one of his tentacles dangled it over your head while he pounded into you, fucking into you in various deep thrust that slammed against your cervix as you mewled out, trying to grip at anything while he fucked you.
Azure shoved his cock fully inside as he grinded against your ass, drawing his hips out before slamming forward repeatedly as the wet slaps got louder and louder, your back and thighs trembling from the position while staring at the necklace, you were essentially betraying your friend but it wasnât that bad, right?
You couldnât bear to think about it when your pussy was getting pounded so hard that you felt like your ears were ringing, it only took one particular thrust as he brushed across your g-spot for you to cum.
Your body locking up as you attempt to squirm while they only holds you tighter with his tentacles, his cock still pounding into your cock as he slipped out in one fluent movement to pump his cum against the opening of your cunt as it dripped onto the grass below.
Azure fully let you go as you dropped the ground, dropping the necklace right on top of your head as you felt your body begin to slowly give outâŠ..at least, he didnât hate you?
While the Azure of the past mightâve indulged in aftercare, he hardly cares for it now. Unfortunately, itâs a bit of a necessity â being in contact with him for too long is enough to make you dizzy, you need to act fast to wash off the toxics he produced. Unless you're fine with fainting.
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partnerâs)
Azure has always felt a certain fondness for their hands. He used them a lot in gardening and in worshipping, small calluses formed over his palms and fingers. Though being forsakenâ has smoothed over the scars, replacing them with petal-soft skin. He misses the roughness of them, especially when he thinks about how much more you would enjoy it.
He likes your chest. Not just because of your breasts (although he does like them), but because of your heart beating underneath. Their own heart is a sensitive spot for him, yet being around yours brings a small sense of calmness to him. His favorite thing to do is press their ears against your skin, eyes fluttering shut as they listen to the rhythm of your heartbeat.
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
His cum is infused with his toxins, making it a mild hallucinogen and a weak aphrodisiac. Because of this, they usually try to cum outside of you. Though if he had it his way, heâd cum inside of you every single time, if only to watch how youâd react to the poison as it seeps inside of you.Â
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
Itâs a force of habit, but sometimes even as theyâre in bed with you, their mind wanders back to Two Time, just their mere thought of them getting them riled up and frustrated. Theyâll never tell you, but youâll feel him suddenly start thrusting faster as if reinvigorated. The thought leaves fast though, the face of their past fading as they focus back on you.Â
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what theyâre doing?)
His only other partner was Two Time, and even then the Spawn forbade them from doing anything out of sexual gratification. Heâs a bit clueless, but he learns fast.Â
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
Azure will only fuck you if youâre in front of him, preferably with your wrists bound as well. Sure, you arenât a certain cultist, but that doesnât mean he trusts you enough to let you get too close to him, not without a little security, at least. He prefers being able to look at your back, the knowledge that heâs the one in control bringing a sense of comfort.Â
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
Azure isnât much for talking, so he naturally comes off as brooding. Not that he minds all that much though.Â
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
He canât exactly grow hair. His skin has been replaced with a petal-like material, soft to the touch.Â
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
It depends, really. Azure isnât exactly in the right state to be truly romantic, but on rare occasions youâll find him surprisingly tender, softer than either of you thought he could be. Though it doesnât exactly last, not when the Spectre is so determined to keep him hating.Â
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
He doesnât. Even before being Forsakenâd, masturbation was deemed âunnecessaryâ by the Spawn. Because of that, he never really got in the habit of it. Even now, he canât find himself getting too into it.Â
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
Bondage - After the betrayal, he finds it hard to relax, especially in such a vulnerable situation. Usually, heâll use his tentacles to bind and hold you still, but he isnât against using ropes. He finds comfort in the control he has over you â the knowledge that, try as you might, you canât hurt him. Not while he has your limbs all tied up, at least.
Intoxication - It comes naturally with him. His very skin is slightly toxic, able to produce gases with adverse effects. Itâs not enough to hurt you, just get you dizzy and your mind all fuzzy. He finds it cute when youâre fumbling around and struggling to keep it together. He used to have a past with those same herbs, but since heâs immune to most effects now, he has a habit of reliving those memories through you.
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
He canât be too choosy when it comes to forsaken, but he prefers somewhere scheduled. He isnât against things like forests as long as thereâs no one else around. Sex is a vulnerable moment for him, and he doesnât want anyone seeing what they shouldnât.
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
For him, itâs your helplessness. Maybe it came with his indoctrination as a killer, but he canât help but find those moments of weakness adorable, his instincts rising without him even realizing it. Plus, knowing youâre weaker than him is a much-needed solace.
N = No (something they wouldnât do, turn offs)
Heâs not the most well-versed in sex considering his upbringing, so heâs pretty vanilla. He prefers to keep things clean and simple, no need for overcomplicating things.
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
He canât exactly give oral, given the zipper on his mouth. If it wasnât for how uncomfortable it feels, heâd probably do it more. He loves the way you taste, especially when he can taste the remnants of himself in your juices. It reminds him of when he would experiment with different herbs and their effects. It takes a while for Azure to warm up to the idea of receiving, especially since technically youâre the one in charge. If he is going to let you go down on him, itâs usually accompanied by a hand gripping the back of your head, scrambling to control the pace.
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
Azure usually defaults to a faster pace, not exactly used to taking his time with things. He can be a bit too rough, unfamiliar with just how much power heâs supposed to be using. He might seem dismissive when you ask him to be more gentle, but you can feel his pace soften.Â
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
While he isnât the biggest fan of them, he canât deny how convenient it is. He prefers to have sex with little attachment, not exactly ready to put his heart on the line again. Still, he doesnât like the feeling of being rushed.Â
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
Azure is pretty vanilla, and he doesnât really plan on expanding. It took him a while to warm up to the idea of sex itself, any other kinks are a bit iffy to him.
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
Being a killer, he has a lot more stamina than you do. Even then heâs not exactly the type to go until heâs tired, usually going one or two rounds before stopping.
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
He doesnât exactly have access to toys in this realm, unless you count his tentacles. While theyâre still a part of him, thereâs still something a little degrading about having him watch you as you fall apart without him needing to touch you.Â
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
Azure isnât much of a tease. If youâre a brat, he prefers to put you in your place by dominating you and fucking you so good you donât have any room for those silly thoughts. He might get a little more playful the closer you to get, but he doesnât exactly see the appeal.Â
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
Azure is more on the animalistic side, deep growls and low groans. The zipper makes it hard for him to speak, so donât expect too much.Â
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
Sometimes he likes to sit back and watch you get ravaged by his golem, the sight of you struggling against his creation reinforcing his power over you. Donât worry, heâll step in eventually.Â
X = X-ray (letâs see whatâs going on under those clothes)
His cock is a little oddly shaped, the tip pointed and the length a little more flaccid than most. Itâs soft to the touch and a darker purple than the rest of his body. There are a few thick veins running through it, almost glowing purple.
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
Azureâs sex drive isnât super high, especially since he wasnât exposed to sex until recently. Still, he can see why it was posed as such a danger. Itâs almost addicting. He constantly has to remind himself to hold back from getting attached.Â
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
Azure isnât one for sleeping. But that doesnât mean heâs immune to it. He doesnât let himself relax until he knows youâve fallen asleep first. Once heâs sure, itâs a debate between leaving you there or joining you. Itâs hard to fight against the hate instilled in him, but on rare, rare occasions, the human side of him will win. The one that yearns for your touch, the one that drives him to curl around you, hesitant and clumsy. Itâs a good thing you arenât awake to see the conflicted expression on his face as he settles down, his hat reprimanding him as he does and making sure to tell him to not let this become a habit.Â
A/N : happy azure day! sorry if this was a little messy ^_^ im not the best when it comes to azure . .
(too bad i cant do chance anymore but my country on my state is low on forsaken cosplays, well atleast i keep seeing the same elliot more than 3 times now)
ËáŻœ ĘË tags â chaptered fic . forsaken x a nostalgic hangout game...? crossover AU . angst/comfort(?) . major character death . violence . blood & light gore . no beta reader we die like player . two time praying
ËáŻœ ĘË a.notes â genuinely I don't meant for this to be an actual chaptered fic, but somehow couple of folks like the idea so now I need to lock in
If you allow yourself to think about it, you believe Postman hates you. How could he not? You've done nothing but ruin the only place of his existence, despite its dying state, it's still a place for him, somewhere he could call a "home" at the very least or something close to it.
The berating words he uttered before, the hatred and betrayal in his eyes as he holds that riffle and aimed it to you.
Yeah, he definitely hates you and as much he hates you, you don't have the heart to blame him after you continuously cause irresistible damages upon his game until beyond repair with you messing around with its codes each resets you made.
The fire around you continue to crackle, slowly dying as it has nothing to trail towards to keep itself alive, kind of like your current sorry state. Your body had become numb, almost peaceful if it's not for the continuous screen glitches drawn surrounding your eyelids and body, the awful headache forming in your head, and how you're slowly deteriorating into small pixel particles.
"Pathetic."
Your head move to the side sluggishly, catching the familiar sight of the glitching black figure hovering above ground with strings surrounding his menacing figure, staring dagger upon your glitching figure with disdain.
"Oh, hey Smiley."
"Don't call me that," His voice turns glitchy for a second as he snaps at you, you let out a small laugh followed with painful groan as his feet digs into your stomach, "You're pathetic excuse of a player â you have the ability to roam free across any existing worlds without anything to hinder you, yet you trade those abilities to lousy coding existence in this dead game."
"At least you're free from RIS now," You mutter, "that's the end of our deal anyway."
"No."
You groan painfully as he stomp his feet once more, digging his heels to your stomach deeper to elicit more pained gasps and cries from you, "our deal contains your ability to get me out off of this damned game that kept me unable to do anything, now you're nothing but bunch of broken codes waiting to vanish to thin airâ
"You choose a path you can't escape from."
Perhaps the smoke finally gets you and make you cough, but you're very aware it's not, your fit of small laughter filled with pain and wheeze, your vision becomes blurrier as second pass while SMILE looks at you with frustration, "maybe you're right, yeah."
Despite the glitches surrounding your vision, your eyes linger upon the night sky, staring blankly upon the pool of stars dancing above you aimlessly â a mockery of your selfish choices.
You couldn't help but wonder how Postman is doing, "I hope the stars shine brightly for him over where he is now, we do promise to stargaze for the last time... or maybe he's way too busy now with his new friends."
SMILE could only scoff as he looks down at your pathetic state, you're slowly vanishing as the glitches tore you apart, starting from your legs as blood continue to seeps through the open laceration, slowly making their way to your abdomen, yet you don't react with pain and continue to look up at the stars solemnly as your eyes grow heavy with the more blood you lost.
You feel the familiar feelings of strings wrapping around your figure, you don't react as it pierced your skin and draw more blood from your fragile body, you don't react at all as he gave you that familiar nasty look and only giving him a tired smile in return of knowing your end.
"I hope you're happy, Player."
"Thanks, Smiley."
"For the last time do NOT call me that! "
You hope you did the right thing, and Postman lives much happier now with new friends and more to make.
Reset.
"Iâ I could fix this; I could get you out of here!" He watched as you hissed in pain upon the glitch tearing you apart, tears striking your face, and yet you continue to mess around with the codes of his game, the fire from the broken-down truck crackle mockingly at your flimsy attempt.
"Why I can'tâ!"
Reset.
He watched as you grow desperate, he doesn't understand the words you uttered, something about a repeating loop of he couldn't escape from.
Something about Deja vu.
The fire surrounding him continue to crackle as he holds the riffle tight in his hand, hastily pointed it towards your whimpering figure.
"I'm tryingâ I'm trying. I don't you want to be stuck here forever, Postman, I... I'm so sorryâ"
"Give me a break, Player!"
Reset.
The fire feels like it mocks the Player's entire existence and their attempt at breaching his game, "... I'm trying, I'm sorry, Postman...
"I want you to be free, I want to see you happy."
Reset.
Reset.
Reset.
Reâ
"I can get you out of here," There's relief in your voice yet now you look more tired, something Postman himself can't understand, there's genuine happiness adorning your face as his heart hammer in his chest at the sight, "... It's not much, but I hope you'd be happier when you get out off of here and make some friends better than me, Postman."
"Player, what did youâ"
The screen finally halted its own coding, a new screen appears, much smaller and hover in front of you, "transfer postmanfiles.exe to Forsaken experience." your hand pressed against the button to continue the program, typing away extra commands and changing the files name, "allow 'Postman' to enter any experiences in near future (exclude 'A Nostalgic Hangout Game...?')."
Your hands hover and press the button once again to continue, and finally the last warning screen pops up, "these commands will bound you and corrupt your personal codes and databases, are you sure to continue?"
"Goodbye."
Reset.
What do you do when you fall asleep, and immediately getting shoved with past memories of the same scene over and over again? Each one of them are different, but each of them are genuine, it was just locked away from yourself to keep you sane, but now with no one to lock them up, you remember every little details of it.
Postman could only stare upon the dark ceiling of the cabin, he hasn't given a cabin of his own like other survivors he had make acquaintances with, he doesn't mean to be here in the first place after all.
The Spectre, someone he soon recognized with by hearing from other survivors, doesn't planned his arrival at all, which leads to more curious gaze from others â he turns down their questions, kindly informing them that he's uncomfortable talking about it.
Waking up and remembering every awful word he had uttered to you, every berating thing he had screamed to your face, completely ignoring your pained face as he point the riffle to your face in desperation to keep his original game safe from SMILE's influences. Not knowing you've been trying your best to grant his wish when it cost of your own life.
He want to throw up.
Postman quietly shifts from his thin makeshift mattress other survivors graciously had made for him from spare blankets and spare pajamas from Elliot.
Making his way to the kitchen to grab a glass of water before going outside â others had informed him of fresh drinkable tap water only available from outside the cabin.
His eyes linger over the eternal night sky, the flickering stars dancing across the black void, brighter and more colorful than he allowed to remember than his original world.
You'd adore the sight.
Postman thinks to himself.
He could only scoff, rubbing his tired eyes and forcefully tore his attention from it, his chest feels tighter the more he let his mind wander towards you.
He wishes he could dig his hands deep into his chest, claw his skin, and tore his heart out and throw it away, it's suffocating.
Postman eyes trail forward and immediately catching the sight of the silver faucet close to the ground, assuming it's the one the survivors had mentioned to him earlier.
He makes his way towards it and squat down, putting his empty glass underneath as he turns the faucet on, silently watching the water floor to the empty glass before lifting it to his face and take a sip.
"Good evening, Postman."
He sputters and choke on his drink, one hand hastily punching his chest while the other placed against the cabin's wall for support as he continues to cough and gasp from water clogging his throat.
"Ah, my apologies, it was never my intention to startle you."
Postman wheeze and cough when he slowly regains his sense, slowly rising his head to catch the sight of one of the survivors, he still found himself struggling to remember names of others, but he does remember each of everyone's little quirks that he had shown.
He coughs to his hand after fully finally regaining his composition and stand properly, finally facing the survivor near him, "it's fine haha, and uh.." He couldn't help but mutter, embarrassed for forgetting their name.
"Two Time."
"Ah, yes, Two Time!" His awkward chuckle fill the surrounding, slowly dying down as Two Time continue to stare at him in silent with the same stretches smile across their face, he clears his throat whilst his eyes linger down to their loose sleeping attire, noticing the empty glass on their dominant hand â assuming they were planning to drink some water too but stumbled upon him.
"How are you settling in the cabin?"
Postman faces them once more after he's been trailing off again, it's been like this all night the moment he arrived into this world, he can't help his mind to wonder nowhere now he has much freedom from his old coding.
He stares at them.
They stares at him in return.
He pursued his lips as he maintains eye contact with them, painfully awkward, "it's... Fine. Fine and dandy, a bit disoriented at first for appearing here out of nowhere." He internally strangles himself for the awkward chuckle he makes to light up the air.
Two Time hummed softly in acknowledgement, eyes continue to stare in silent curiosity upon the new survivor, "Indeed the circumstances you found yourself in was definitely not in your favor, especially ending up in this sinful realm without clear understanding of its reasons, would be frustrating."
He definitely knows why he's here.
Yet he can't utter the words out, unsure how to explain it to them that he was once stuck in an abandoned dead world and was set free by someone that sacrifice their own life for him, allowing him a second chance to live.
"May I drink?"
"H-huh? Oh yeah, sorry, go on."
He internally curses himself for blocking the faucet, hastily he moves and watches as Two Time kneel down to fill their own glass.
The water flow into their own glass and they took a sip, no sound was made and the silent between them feels natural, comforting even.
He can't help but ask, "Two Time?"
"Yes?"
Postman pursued his lips, eyes trailing down to the glass of water in his hand, he watches the water dance around due to him twirling the glass.
"What will you do if... your friend sacrifices their own life in favor to give you a second chance to live? a second life?"
"..."
There's a shift.
Sudden but subtle, something in the air grows heavy after he spoke. Postman blink and drink down his own saliva that start to gather in his mouth without notice, his eyes shift from the glass in his hand to his night companion besides him.
He was taken back by the intense gaze Two Time has given him, it was not like them staring at him, but rather looking somewhere more far away, their pose became stiff and their shoulders squared.
Before he could speak, they murmured prayer, "May the Spawn bless their soul, allow them to rest on their side on its final destination, and bless thou with their sacrifice. A noble cause they had made for thou..."
His mouth opened and shut as they continue their sudden prayers for him, he could only listen and doesn't have the heart to disturb them, yet hearing their words done nothing but make him sick â the idea of Player ending their life for him was enough to make him balk.
They soon finished their prayers and unclasped their hands, their smile are much more stretched than before, smiling ear to ear, almost unhinged.
Yet despite that, Postman couldn't help there's something off about their joyous claims, a harrowing guilt buried deep underneath the soil.
"I'm thrilled we share something in common, Postman. Bless the Spawn's kindness for allowing our fateful meeting, a companion sharing the same fate."
"Iâ"
Two Time move swiftly, almost hastily trudging their way toward their own personal cabin, their tail swaying comfortably behind them before halting, looking back towards him with a joyous smile, "I wish you a wonderful night, Postman. May the Spawn bless your soul and grant you peaceful slumber.
"Tomorrow, possibly, would be your first match against formidable foe."
He could only stare at their back as they disappear from his view, not given a turn to express his own feelings from their words and prayers, his lips pursued once more before they sigh tiredly.
Too many things had happened today, it best he follow Two Time's advice on taking a rest, as much he found it slightly off with how they exclaim it, their words are genuine.
He blinks, now properly consider all Two Time's words, confusion etched upon his face as he recalls their praise of Spawn, the spawn point. The same sun-shaped spawn point that will spawn curious players across different world and allow them to experience new wonder of creations by different devs.
As much as I speak quite formal myself daily, I'm not sure I properly capture Two Time's speaking mannerisms â especially their shakespearean way of prayers, since I'm not an english speaker myself and doesn't know much of different words to consider, I'm deeply sorry for any mischaracterization of them when I literally claim them as my dearest blorbo <\333
Also I'm suck at comfort, I just know how to make character suffer through unimaginable horror
I probably gonna touch up this chapter in the near future after playing the second and third hangout game series and understanding twoie (two time) more.
Tw something: Possession, Sh on Azure, manipulative tactics and so on.
[i watched obsession like a few days ago and i had to write something about it because of that art i drew from lynnie x obsessed azure art just to return the favor. This is just yandere themes but at least for a threat so far, I'm not sure how to describe it.]
Does breaking your one wish willow about having to make him part of your life and love you forever affect him? Yes.
With the behavior pattern like Two Time, it does get a little bit... awkward and uncanny.
Well interaction otherwise the next day you went out after hanging out with your fellow friends, Azure stepped in and give you a bouquet of flowers from your favorite flower. Meanwhile in your mind, you thought that the wish actually came true the fact that he likes you back. And he immediately confesses.
Huh... Never thought he would confess that straightforward but a little bit of processing later, you just accepted it.
Some time later on you guys just had a very healthy relationship, until you went out to distract yourseld from talking with Two Time...
You shouldn't done that. At all. And now he's there gaslighting you saying that it's his fault for not paying attention to that sooner, and attempted to injure himself just to make you feel worried and intimidating towards what you feel (or do)
Sometimes he would just snapped back to his usual self and pretend, everything is fine. Seriously nothing is wrong with him unless you tell him to change his behavior, but all it did was making him irritated and defending that he CAN. But it's the opposite way of having to change himself.
Didn't you mention that you're supposed to love him forever and make him part of your life, without anyone bothering you? Well, let that sink in and really understand behind the whole situation.
He'll try his best to just make him look normal, be like the only crush you like, Two Time. Right? He'll be like the god awful crush you have to them. He'll make himself be like them. He'll make himself feel devoted to you. Right??? Right???
I mean you can stand the brutality that he caused at you for it. I mean, didn't he hurt you before? He'll judt apologize for his behavior. He'll try to learn back his mistakes, and correct them. He'll try his best to do everything you can possibly do to him, but even one step closer to snap back to reality won't help you at all. It's going to be in a loop until you off yourself.
Well, in the end, who couldn't think for your wish to be tragic... And by far what risks are you going to take and handle to get rid of his grasp on you...? Even finding a one wish willow had became scarce. Almost non-existent.
You'll never revet back the wish at all. Or maybe you can? You just had to figure it out before he snapped back from his normal self to realize what he's done to everyone. Just letting you isolate yourself from home, while he takes care of you and ask what you need. He'll always love you like you asked for.
