Robert Robertson is so funny to me bc my guy was literally made in a lab for us at this point.
He’s sarcastic and he’s pathetic . He has a heart of gold, he’s a jackass, He’s scarred up, he’s angsty, his ear is missing a piece. He has a slutty waist. He gets hurt a lot, His only family is a dog. Everyone wants him carnally. He’s seasonally depressed.
He has freckles.
I’m pretty sure the devs had a checklist that read “how to get the tumblr queers” and by god it worked.
That was the last sunrise I ever saw. Perhaps the kindest thing the dark gift has given me. // It was the last time I saw my brother. It was the last time I saw the sun. It was the only time I ever felt free.
Interview with the Vampire (2022 - ) // Sinners (2025)
I’m tired of education getting in the way of my leisure time. Like please stop making me do my 5000 word essay so I can write my 15k strangers to lovers fluff college au fanfiction 🙄
Zillian squealed of happiness upon seeing the chameleon, picking it of his shoulder. “Hellooooo!” They giggled, looking up at Ezekiel. “What’s its name?”
“Rosita. Means little rose in Spanish.” He answered simply. Zillian was in awe as they gently rubbed the top of her scaly head, cooing a little.
“I...love her! Where’d you find her?” Ezekiel tilted his head to the side and laughed.
“I didn’t find her. Well, my brother found her and I kinda...stole her from him and kept her as my own.” He laughed.
Just as he finished, a small crash sound was heard from behind the counter and two ferrets came running out towards their owner.
“Vex, Santi.” Zillian warned, handing Rosita back to her owner and scooping up the two animals. Vex gave a little yawn and scuttled up Zillian’s shoulder, whilst Santi just...laid there, tiredly, cupping into a ball in their hands.
“Hey, uh-“ Ezekiel’s voice perked up from the counter. “-I’m not sure if this flower pot was important, but that’s what happened.” Zillian walked over to him and groaned.
“Damn you two..” They murmured. Vex just responded by nuzzling her nose on the apprentice’s cheek. Zillian sighed, a bit of relief and did a little nuzzle back. “I hate that I can’t stay mad at you two.” Ezekiel got up from his spot and pointed to the ferrets.
“So which is which?” He asked.
“This one here-” Zillian raised their cupped hands a little. “-this is Santi. And the one on my neck is Vex.” They answered. “You can tell who is who by the fur. Santi’s got more black color fur than the other and Vex has more black on her nose.” Ezekiel nodded and reached over to softly pet Vex’s head. “Oh wait-!”
a/n: this post includes,,,,MAJOR SPOILERS for The Arcana so,,,don’t press that keep reading button if you don’t wanna be spoiled
Zillian’s Memories
Is this how it happens? I die just like the rest of our people? From a deadly disease none of us saw coming, that all of us knew we wouldn’t survive this?
....
I coughed once again, nearly puking up blood into my hand. Ugh...gross. I took a good look out my shop window, watching a barge of flies attack a dead mans body before someone came out with a broom, swatting at such. Oh gods...am I gonna end up like that?...no I won’t allow myself too.
I figured I had enough strength just to make my first destination. Wiping my sweaty palms with a towel, I disrobed out of my doctor’s outfit and into some regular clothes of mine, limping down the stairs.
Using the wall and counter to guide myself to the door, I suddenly stopped, taking a quick look behind me.
“The shop...” The one my aunt gave me...I was just about to leave it all behind like that...I guess last minute deaths do that to you...
I didn’t want to stay here any longer and have someone find me dead on the floor so after another heard cough, I slipped my doctor’s mask on and left the shop, not bothering to lock the door behind me.
My god...so many people dead and sick out here...it’s worse than I thought. I took a quick glance back to the palace and sighed. I hope Julian’s okay in there without me...
I began my journey to the first spot, passing by a couple of heavily sick and many....many corpses draped across the streets. Fuck, it’s way worse than I thought. I stopped to cough again, this time snatching up my mask and puking up some blood at the sight of a rotten open corpse...over that same corpse.
I slipped it back on as quickly as I took it off, hoping no one saw me.
“T-To...the island...please...” I managed to murmur, tossing the gondolier my small coin bag. He took a look and sorted through it before giving a grumbling nod as he rowed away from the dock.
....am I going to make it there?...what if I just...passed out in this poor man’s boat, my task, the rest of life...unfinished in this very boat...no I can’t let my thoughts get to me like that.
“Oi, you gonna get out or what?” I heard the gondolier yell at me and I practically scrambled out his boat, leaving him to row back on his own.
This is where....everyone sick...gets dumped off to die...I belong here now, don’t I? Too sick to perform in that dungeon, too insane in the head to tell myself that I should’ve...I should’ve gone with Asra...he was right.
“There’s no way you’re gonna survive something like this!”
“You’ll see! Don’t come back, crying to me at how much you missed and how you were wrong after I save this city!!”
...yeah, you were right, Asra...
I laid myself on the ashy sand, staring up at the trees.
I’m sorry Exaile …sorry Zeus, sorry Harper and Hewali...I won’t be coming back for the next season. I’m sorry Aunt Emilia, I can’t take of the shop anymore....
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