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@mnemosys
Independent original character written by Leon. 18+. Mature and uncomfortable themes are often present. See links for more info.
Updated bio & verses
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You can also find me on the following sideblogs: reviller, akphaezya, ignitedwill, profet, anzutaro, chierichetto
(Updated) Some tracks that remind me of my characters
From the lyrics, to the vibes, down to everything else. Only Shiro and Fang because I’m lazy rn.
Shiro:
Default + Divergent: Baby Bird - Autoheart Aliens - Haunted Shark Accident Cars - Those Who Dream Everything Is Going Great - Tiny Stills Containment: Decay - Baby Bugs Valley of the Dolls - Marina
Moder:
Bells of the Black Sunday Honey, I’m Home - GHOST Great White Shark - Johnny Hollow Looming Eye - Cambrian Explosion Black Moon - Cellar Darling
Fang:
Into The Void - Celldweller Blind Lead The Blind - Celldweller Bye Bye Babylon - Cryoshell Husk - Brave New World Sun Killer - Spiritbox
PEOPLE KEEP DONATING THEIR TEETH TO ME
Is this a cry for help or a call to action?
Well, that’s for you to know and for me to wonder about ceaselessly!
Can someone just fucking stab me already or do I gotta do everything myself
@eeriestatic asked: "So, when are you going to join my squad?" - Containment Faron [he's tryna steal him from the twins squad fsjf]
At first he looked around with a skeptical expression, assuring himself that he wasn’t being made fun of. He cocked a brow at Faron’s offer and crossed his arms in front of his chest, assuming a position of authority.
“That depends on how good your health care package is,” he retorted with a straight face. “Whyever would you need a genius alchemist skilled in arcane arts and animating anthropomorphic objects in your... guys-with-assault rifles squad? Do you need a human shield? I’m pretty good at martyring myself. Too bad I’m under what one would call a,” pause for effect accompanied by air quotes. “house arrest right now.”
He said all of that in one breath.
@eeriestatic asked: "I feel that not only can you throw really good, but does your arm have enough shattering force to pop someone in the head if it ever occurred?" - Scp Containment Markus [only test with dodgeballs pls fhdjsf]
He fixed him with a curious gaze and owlishly tilted his head, seemingly not understanding the nature of his question.
“Have you been watching too many movies?” As unlikely as it would have been in a place like that... “People’s heads don’t explode like pumpkins unless you use a psychic attack on them. Everyone knows this.” Only you know this, Shiro, and you just made it up.
I need to revamp my links and pages so bad but I haven’t been in the headspace to do it, help.
I need to come back to writing here again.
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Tagged by: @derjaegermond , thank you
any room can be a panic room if you just give me a fucking second
you know what makes me go absolutely feral??
when Muse A is injured, and scared, and won’t let anyone else check them out… just fights them all off / shrinks away, even though they’re really badly hurt and need medical attention. and then Muse B — the only person they trust — approaches them, and gently talks them down and calms them down. holds their hand while they get checked out. let’s them squeeze it when it hurts. keeps them relaxed enough to them to get their injuries tended to
* chef’s kiss *
When you were having fun writing again and then your immune system decides to try killing you for the 2nd time in 4 months
eeriestatic:
Once he seemed to catch that he too, was meant to hang on as well, Niklaus gave him another secure squeeze and chuckle that sounded uneven from his sudden pace. “You’re safe, don’t worry, always with you, my love-” Niklaus chimed in, be it he had no problem with him being up front but no matter - the twin made sure his grip wouldn’t be too much on their way up.
Even the contrasting loosen grip that he was beginning to feel, Niklaus didn’t need to compensate much at all for it. He’d never drop Shiro or put him in a situation that was dangerous, let alone pose a very small risk for it. Although, feeling him suddenly move closer in warmth to his neck, it made his cheeks easily flare up - sealing his lips briefly as if he were to expect something. They were almost to the top, easily but his words brought him back with a curious peek of eye.
“Feather-light.” Niklaus chuckled, leaning his head more towards Shiro’s with a soft nudge, up until he made that accusation. It was enough to make his pace slow exponentially, a few stuttered words jumbled incoherent. Easily did his blush take a deathly turn, from feverish hues up his neck to ears. “N- I-I–uh…” while his brain might’ve stuttered, his efficiency in pace and balance did. Speed didn’t matter, but a sheepish giggle left his lips. “Am–am I allowed-?” While he might’ve been comfortable with the idea, of course he wanted Shiro to be as well.
Considering it was contradicted anyways, by the hands that made a curious squeeze. His stable pace made it easier but they were soon hitting the top of the stairs now finally, padding onto flat ground.
When asked for permission, Shiro instead closed in the distance and pressed his sizzling hot cheek against the side of the agent's neck. His thighs tensed up with anticipation as he slightly shifted his hips in his grip. His timid reactions were his silent manner of consent, and he was glad he didn't have to say it out loud. The mind reading between the two of them worked wonders.
"Mhm," he let out a sheepish hum alongside a warm puff of breath. His body tingled where Niklaus hands wandered, drawing out an electrifying sensation in their grip. As this new strange sentiment settled itself in his gut as just another unaddressed reaction, one that would haunt him in the near future, he gently rose from his spot and nudged Niklaus' cheek with his own. He looked just as worked up as he did while he let his absentminded gaze wander over the new floor that they had arrived on.
"We're slowly getting there," he chuckled. To thank him for carrying him all the way there, Shiro planted his lips on his cheek and gave it a big smooch to compensate for the amount of time they were going to be apart from the moment he would be set back down. "I somehow doubt that this library has any of the books that I've ever read, but I'm looking forward to it nonetheless. Maybe we'll find something..."
eeriestatic:
Of course he wasn’t trying to suddenly throw Shiro off if he had, but he wasn’t spared the same flush heat on his cheeks - upturned brows and a wider smile drawn on his lips. His words weren’t with any concern, although he easily recovered his prior injury regarding the puppet - Niklaus perked up with a comfortable huff.
“My back is in well shape, I’ll make sure you’re comfortable in my arms instead-” however, it died as quick as it came as soon as Shiro took a 180. Wide-eyed, he had no anticipation from his love’s sudden grasp for him. A quiet, surprised peep but no resistance - topped off with a soft, muffled away grunt that was lost to his lips. There was no hesitation, smiling against the warm softness that caught his while his hands came up to cup over Shiro’s. He closed his eyes, tilting his head a little for a more snug seal and knead of lips - eager no doubt despite how clumsy even he was with it.
It all felt too short for him once he pulled away, a lazy gaze opening itself again to peek at him with a small, dazed giggle. It always left him feeling weightless. His grip didn’t hinder the strokes of thumb while Niklaus listened, shaking his head a little bit with a giggle. “Why are you apologizing-” he nosed through his hands, nudging a soft peck to his cheek before releasing his grip, he didn’t want to let that smile go to waste. “we are too powerful for that, let’s go.” Niklaus chimed in, hands slinking down just briefly below his hind before hoisting him up in a snug scoop. There was little warning before he went jogging off for the stairs to begin his ascent, clutching securely to his beloved so he didn’t have to worry about falling.
Shiro mumbled an uncertain answer to his question, one along the lines of an excuse, but he spoke it so quietly that it got lost to complete silence when Niklaus suddenly overwhelmed him. It was silly of him to think that a kiss would pose as any kind of inconvenience for the agent, but he didn’t yet know just how much he was allowed to act on and when. Before he even got to wrap his mind around his own insecurities, the sudden force that scooped him up pried a startled gasp out of him. Left with no wiggle room, nor a fighting chance, he surrendered pretty quickly and threw his arms around Niklaus’ shoulders while simultaneously wrapping his legs around his waist for some kind of support for the both of them. The last thing he wanted was to slip out of his arms while they were rushing up the staircase, so he behaved and leaned a bit to the side to give Niklaus more field of vision.
“H-Hey, be careful,” he whisper-yelled as he usually did, too timid to even raise his voice properly. However, his warning came accompanied by a faint giggle; even though his heart was racing, he was having fun.
As the agent jogged up the stairs, his fingers tightened their clutch at the back of his shirt and his thighs squeezed around him. His limbs quickly lost their grip and strength though, his muscles trembling from being tense even for so little time. Despite that, he had faith that the twin wouldn’t drop him. It took a while due to all the rattling, but eventually he relaxed and rested his head on top of Niklaus’ shoulder, snuggling in closer to his neck.
“You make it look so effortless…” He anxiously rubbed his shirt between his fingers and gently squeezed his arms around him in a hug. “I think you’re just trying to cop a feel, though.” There came another deadpan joke.
eeriestatic:
He didn’t need to worry deep down, Markus would more than likely soon come to Shiro even if he was all over the place. The twin was simply eager to please and make things easier, that being for all of them too. He’d be back in no time, like a dog whose ball been thrown too far out of sight.
But Shiro’s heavy silence made Niklaus lean over more, a concerned glint in his eyes but curious. Deep down, no such thing as rocket science that something seemed off… All in consideration, two and two together, Markus leaving so suddenly changed the air extravagantly and the cobalt eyed twin felt it. Even so…
While Markus might’ve seemed oblivious, he wasn’t dumb either on the small things. Equally, he watched Shiro closely too.
Before Niklaus could address his concerns yet, the reciprocation made his gaze briefly drop, looking down at Shiro’s hands. It brought a smile to his lips, squeezing them a bit more with a soft chuckle. “We can do that, then. You can read something for us, we don’t often get the chance to hang around but it’ll be so much fun with you.” He leaned over, planting a kiss atop his head and a content coo muffling through.
As soon as things were starting to slow down, his attention craned up to take a quick glance. While Shiro might’ve not been used to it, the twin was. “Pretty sure we need to go up one, he’s fast… He’s trying to race us I bet-” Niklaus leaned a playful, tittering whisper. “Don’t worry, my love. It took us awhile too but we can take the stairs up.” The twin leaned his head against his, squishing his cheek against Shiro’s locks before gently turning his frame towards the staircase. “-or I can carry you up-”
The concept of racing had Shiro looking down at his stocky frame, then back towards the staircase with a hint of doubt in his eyes. Before he could address his lack of stamina when it came to running, the warm breath of words tickled his ear and made him shudder. In a timid response, he hugged himself and shrugged his shoulders, sinking beneath them for a moment. His gentle blush took a violent turn and it was more noticeable when he tilted his head back a bit to peek at Niklaus.
“You already know how heavy I am. What about your poor back?” he asked. Although it sounded like it was meant to be funny, it was impossible to tell due to how earnestly he spoke at all times. If anything, he seemed as much embarrassed by the pet name as he did pleased.
However, one thing was certain. Without Markus around, Shiro felt more comfortable doing what he was about to do. With a quick step, he turned around to face Niklaus and reached out to grab him by the cheeks before he slipped too far out of his range. Just like before, when he greeted him, he pulled him down to his level but unlike before, he went straight for his lips and met them halfway with a well awaited kiss. It was soft, gentle, and longing, but also a bit clumsy thanks to his glasses that got in the way. He lingered close for a while even after their lips parted, running his thumbs across Niklaus’ cheeks. He looked up at him with a softened gleam in his eyes, although that loving expression was tainted by a hint of anxiety in his upturned brows.
“Sorry. I’ve been meaning to do this for a while,” he murmured, his voice tinged with shyness. Even so, he gave him one of his rare smiles. “Maybe we should hurry up… If it’s a race, I mean. Although… I think it’s safe to say we already lost.”
eeriestatic:
He hadn’t expected him to suddenly weight shift, but thankfully Markus caught himself with a chuckle - easily though supporting Shiro in stark contrast to his own well being. “I can do that while you two go on ahead, I’ll catch up. Isn’t that far anyways,” his head lifted better, giving him light squeeze until he felt the grip loosen up. Markus freed him, putting his hands on his hips.
“Yeah, we can do that. I’ll walk Shiro down, then.” His attention finally perked off from his cheek, eyes catching Shiro’s whereabouts before moving as well.
But easily, it caught both twins’ attention when he made his odd mention, although Niklaus wasn’t against the idea. It was his love after all.
Markus on the other hand… Tilted his head, brows upturning a bit with a lack changing smile. “Maybe we can hangout for little bit. You can come back and cozy up in there afterwards, don’t worry.” Despite any paranoia, he didn’t feel left out for any means. But there, he was the first once to move along from them, shimmying away from his spot and careful when he got to the door to slip by Shiro without bumping him. “I’ll meet you guys over there-” Markus shot him a passing glance before carrying on ahead.
Niklaus didn’t fall behind, and instead stopped behind Shiro, popping his hands up on his shoulders with a squeeze.
“Maybe we can pick some stuff out to bring back here so you can lay down and read too, if you like.” A small ushering push urged Shiro forward gently, his grip remaining, “as many as you like too, they can’t stop all of us for nabbing all the books out of there.”
His scrambled thoughts and the ever present worry over accidentally creating an unpleasant situation between the twins blindsided him from the purity of Markus’ gesture. As soon as he departed, Shiro opened his mouth as if to say something, but couldn’t get his words out. By the time he let out a vague croak and tried to reach out for him, the twin was already out of sight. His defeated posture didn’t have time to slump before it jolted back upright under the gentle weight of Niklaus’ hands. His shoulders felt tense, his unease palpable as he began walking on ahead with his head slightly bowed as if to conceal his face even further from the twin’s gaze. Beneath the curtain of hair, his conflicted expression dawned both anxious and flustered, but it was up to him to decipher what was going on inside of Shiro’s mind. On the one hand, he was happy to get some time alone with Nikalus and he wouldn’t waste it on brooding over things that were out of his control.
After what felt like forever, he placed his hands on top of Niklaus’ and timidly pressed down on them, acknowledging their touch. The fuzzy warmth he felt back then returned to his chest and brought some color to his pale cheeks, a rosy dash of life.
“I would like that very much,” he said, his soft voice resounding cheerful. “I’ve never been able to get through an entire book on my own, but maybe if I read it to you out loud, then…”
His words trailed off absentmindedly while he was distracted by the other doors they were passing by. They all looked exactly the same save for the number plates and other labels on them, a large enough dormitory to house the entirety of the staff in case of an emergency lockdown. Either way, Shiro’s eyes were spinning from how the environment shifted not far from where they were. Past the leisure area, the odd office-like building architecture opened itself up into the waiting lobby where the elevators were located, along with a staircase. By the looks of it, Markus was long gone.
“This floor looks exactly like the floor above it… It’s no wonder I got lost,” he murmured as his footsteps slowed down to a stop.
