somniatis

"A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world." - oscar wilde yuuma chou, shsl oneirologist  [associated with kyuupikei]

[superduperdreams]

let ataru say fuck

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Nightmare | Chapter 1 Murder

And there, almost looking as if she were sleeping, lies Yuuma Chou.

A ping prompts you to tear your eyes away from your body to the id.

Victim’s Name: Yuuma Chou, SHSL Oneirologist Time of Discovery: 4:21 AM Location: Male Bathroom Cause of Death: Hypoxia

death art credit to pate!

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Weeds | Jesper | Ch 1 Motive | Open

[rustprince-blog]

Quite possibly the last thing Jesper expected to get out of this was hearing Yuuma Chou herself praising antiques. He blinked at her in surprise, his red eyes a bit brighter than usual. She even very briefly touched on what she believed dolls to represent. Oh no. This situation was too much for him. He listened intently, biting back a smile as he nodded once.

He was about to offer a response when Yuuma spoke up again, apologizing for talking so much, as if she was boring Jesper. As if! Never in a million years would it bore him to be able to pick Yuuma Chou’s brain. 

“Ah, well… first of all, there’s no need to apologize for talking. It doesn’t bother me at all. On the contrary, I wouldn’t mind listening to you speak for as long as you wanted to,” he assured her, offering a small but genuine smile. “Which… on that note, yes, I recognize you by your name. I’ve read… well, everything you’ve published, I believe. I find it so interesting.”

It felt so strange to actually mean that. Usually, his flattery meant nothing and served only to gain more trust from the other person. Here, though, it was earnest. 

“You are truly a fascinating mind, Chou-san. I’d be glad to listen to you any time.”

[superduperdreams]

Ah, what a nice person this Jesper was! Setting the fact that Yuuma didn’t think anyone her age actually read her more scientific work, as opposed to her blog, she was unused to people actually caring about what she was saying! And better yet, showing what seemed to be genuine interest in it. Sure, she ran a blog that could  have been considered popular, but when she went off on a tangent to someone in person they usually got tired about halfway through. As such, she seems to practically glow with happiness, waving her hands around rapidly as if to emphasize her words.

“Ah, that’s so nice of you... ! Usually people don’t care to listen too long when I talk, but some things just need to be elaborated upon, you know... ? Our lives and what we say are full of such symbolism... out subconscious has so much influence that we don’t even realize, you know? And yet most aren’t interested... it’s rather sad, but... if only a few people will go deeper and think about things, that’s good, right?”

Indeed it is, Yuuma.

“Uhhm... that’s a bit embarrassing, though. Not that I’m not flattered, but... ! My older journals... all of them, really... they’re so long and dull! I thought only the wizened scientist type actually cared about them... mostly people our age look at my blog, if anything... ah, I’m sorry that I haven’t seen your antique shop, if you know so much about me... ! Perhaps when we leave I could take a trip to visit... ? It would be only fair, right?”

She wasn’t sure if she should be presenting herself differently given the fact that Jesper had a pre-formed opinion of her, but she had never really run into someone in real life who knew her by name before, and especially not in a situation such as this!

“Ah, thank you very much... that’s very flattering... a mind is only as good as the use we put it to, though, right... ? Hmmm... but, um, it would be rude if we only talked about me... ah, how are you, Jesper-san? What with this... motivation and all of that?”

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Weeds | Jesper | Ch 1 Motive | Open

[rustprince-blog]

Because Jesper hadn’t stopped by his cottage to get anything, he had nothing on his person to keep him occupied - not even his PDA. That thing was more of a nuisance than anything, so he mostly just kept it in the drawer of his nightstand. He had his tarot cards, of course, but he didn’t feel he needed a reading at the moment. That left him with nothing but his thoughts and the beauty around him.

Therefore, he wasn’t about to simply say no to the company of an individual who carried a soft air of kindness. He caught her staring, but he didn’t mind it. He knew an observant look when he saw one. Besides, he was a bit distracted by the nagging thought that something about her seemed familiar.

When she offered a bow, he returned it in the form of a low nod. He smiled patiently at her as she stammered with her words; he was about to give her a response when she seemed to switch gears, opting to introduce herself first.

Yuuma Chou. Yuuma…

Oh. 

Jesper blinked his eyes open wide, drawing in a quick breath. “Ah, Chou-san…!” He scooted himself closer to the edge of the bench to make more room for her to sit comfortably. “Please, yes, take a seat. I’m… truly honored to have your company.”

Even after the shock left him, he couldn’t help but watch her with childlike wonder in his red eyes. This was her, in the flesh, asking to sit with him. This was Yuuma Chou. Somehow, he didn’t care anymore whether he did or didn’t have poison coursing through his veins.

“My name is Jesper Khansari, I own an antiques and oddities shop in Osaka. It’s such a pleasure to meet you.”

[superduperdreams]

Yuuma’s face shifts from mild embarrassment to a bright smile almost instantaneously as her request is granted. She bows once more very quickly before scooting over to take the empty seat. What a nice person this Jesper was! It was odd, though, that he seemed to... recognize her? At least from her name, which she hadn’t counted on happening. Yuuma did not consider herself a celebrity or even someone vaguely worthy of recognition, and so... did not know how to accept compliments at all. But perhaps he treated everyone this way?

She smooths out her skirt, setting her book on her lap gingerly before turning slightly to face Jesper with the same warm smile on her face.

“Ah, it’s very nice to meet you too, Jesper-san... antiques are so interesting, aren’t they? To think about the memories that they hold... I really like dolls... they’re so expressive, you know... ? Did you know dolls can represent childhood or... if they’re alive... a desire to escape your current situation? Perhaps it’s appropriate for this place...”

She opens her mouth as if to continue on another pointless tangent, and then blinks in surprise.

“Eh, I’m sorry... ! I got going a bit too much, didn’t I... um, as I was saying, antiques are really interesting... as for myself, I am an oneirologist. That is... the study of dreams, as people don’t usually know, ahehe...”

“Uhmm... forgive me if I’ve misinterpreted, but I don’t think... well, that is, there really is no reason to be honored by my presence! I’m completely average, really, despite the title... ahehe. But, um, the only reason for a reaction like that would, perhaps, be that you recognize me... ? Or at least... my name? This is... purely speculation, of course! I don’t mean to sound too cocky...”

Perhaps this hadn’t been the most appropriate line of questioning, she realizes too late. Alas, she couldn’t even remember what she had started out with at this point. Hopefully it wasn’t too embarrassing.

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Weeds | Jesper | Ch 1 Motive | Open

A dinner gathering such as this one wasn’t exactly unfamiliar territory for Jesper. He’d hosted plenty of similar events himself. What was foreign to him was the entire situation - everything surrounding the dinner. He was uncomfortable. He took a seat beside Miyako and remained quiet and polite, but he did not touch his food. He couldn’t bring himself to do it. He had no appetite, no will to eat at a table hosted by a murderous cat.

He soon discovered it didn’t exactly matter, anyway. He’d apparently been poisoned already.

The news made him feel ill, but he kept himself calm, kept his composure. It would appear to anyone around him that he wasn’t at all bothered by the announcement that they had all ingested poison and the only way to cure it was to kill someone. Deep beneath all of that, though, he was… anxious. Just like the rest of the students, he didn’t want to die. 

As the others stood, so did Jesper. He fell behind the crowd, slipping out of the building, hopefully unnoticed by even Miyako. He wasn’t sure he wanted to deal with anyone. He definitely didn’t want to deal with his cottage and the people in it. He made his way past the cottages, into the garden.

It was a relaxing place, full of lovely foliage, breathable air, and elegant fixtures. He enjoyed it much more than he enjoyed being in a small building with three other boys, one of which was a horrible nuisance. 

He wandered along the path until he reached the furthest bench, where he took a seat, his legs comfortably outstretched with ankles crossed. He folded his hands in his lap and let out a soft sigh.

What a lovely day to be trapped.

[superduperdreams]

Yuuma, in all honesty, had not been all that put off by the motive at all. Call her foolish, but she simply couldn’t take anything the murderous cat or its companions were saying to be the truth. Perhaps there should have been some semblance of concern, given that a talking cat and a person with wings were pretty far beyond what she would have considered realistic prior, but... the threat of poisoning paled in comparison, she thought.

And so, she had sat through the dinner and announcement with a pleasant smile on her face, albeit a bit... detached. It begged the question of if the oneirologist was registering much of the situation at all, or at least if she had any sort of concern about her own life. Perhaps she did, perhaps she didn’t, but it was basically impossible to tell, what with her smiling beatifically at everything.

Still, there was always the fact that others were less... unconcerned? Disconnected? Than she was, and that they would be upset about this... and this she could help with, perhaps! If she ran into any of them, at least, but they seemed to all dissipate fairly quickly as soon as things end. She decides that she’ll take a trip back to her room and then try and find someone to talk to, and so off she goes.

Some time later, Yuuma emerges once more with a thick book under her arm, humming something softly under her breath. The most likely place to find someone of a disposition she’d want to interact with was the garden, what with it being all peaceful. She wanders in several moments later, glancing around either to find someone or a lack of someone-- it was unsure which. She wouldn’t have been opposed to spending time alone.

At least the person she eventually finds seems to be quiet. Yuuma shuffles over to him after a moment of staring curiously and bends slightly into a polite bow. When she speaks, she tries to keep her tone soft, so as not to disturb the quiet.

“Ah... I, uhm... do you mind if I join you, um...”

She waves her hand vaguely and then points at the bench.

“Eh! It was probably rude to... ask that without an introduction, right? After all, now surely is a time of increased suspicion and such... with the poison... how ominous, do you not think? ...Oh, right, but... I am Yuuma Chou, if you wish to get acquainted before, uhm... hopefully sharing the bench?”

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A Real CATastrophe || Tae-Hyun || RE: time for bad ; ATTN: yuuma

[superduperdreams]

Yuuma had been met with a tough decision– that is, two people saying they wanted to go different places and inviting others to join them. Surely it would be rude to leave them both alone, but Yuuma was only one small person! She must make a decision– and that is to go to Lani first, although she makes a promise to herself to follow after the colorful person as soon as she was finished there. They spoke in a way that interested her (… and had that been Korean they were speaking?).

And true to her mental vow, as soon as she finishes with the body and Lani, she scurries off in the direction the speed texter had gone. Surely they had found something to do by now, but she was nothing if not full of Determination! Yuuma was, indeed, determined to find this person and… perhaps provide some sort of distraction in this troubling time! 

However… she wasn’t the best at actually finding people.

In the end, she finds herself futilely wandering about the place, softly calling out to the areas she passes through- “Ah, hello? Uhm… <hello>?”

Sure, her Korean was a bit rusty, but it couldn’t hurt to make an effort. At least that way, the person would know she was talking to them!

Finally in the lounge her efforts come to fruition, although not in the most favorable way. She seems to be distracted by watching her feet as she walks, for some reason, and so doesn’t notice that she’s about to run into someone until it’s too late. With an oof! she seems to bounce off, padded by her puffy coat, and stares confusedly at whoever she’d run into before recognition dawns on her.

“Oh! I was… looking for you! I mean… not that we know each other, but… I heard you before you left the meeting, you see, and while I was engaged at the time… I wouldn’t want you to have no company while, erm, waiting for this trip to end, and so… ! I am here. Hello… !”

She gives a small wave to punctuate her words. Thanks, Yuuma.

[textinginwonderland-blog-deacti]

Tae-Hyun had been sitting in the lobby for a while. They had brushed off that weird cat’s words entirely – who’d be dumb enough to kill just because some scrub in a fursuit told them to? – instead opting to waste their time browsing their limited Internet from their ID. Of course, this didn’t last long, for one could only look at Cool Math Dot Com before it just got boring. 

The speed texter got up from their spot and started to make an exit, only to bump into someone along the way. Damn, seemed to happen to them a lot here, didn’t it? 

They stared back at the girl as she spoke, an eyebrow raised. She really… huh. Well, that was… sweet? Not that Tae-Hyun particularly minded being alone, but it was the thought that counted, right? 

“…Ehe, uh. Wow, didn’t think anyone’d actually take me up on that.”

Thanks.

“Ah, well, whatever. Not just gonna send you back after you came all the way here just to keep little old me company.”

“So, guess this is the part where I ask for a name or something? I’m Tae-Hyun Park, by the way.”

[superduperdreams]

It’s a relief, Yuuma thinks, that Tae-hyun doesn’t think her weird for following them around! She supposes she should have considered the possibility before she wandered off, but she had never much been one to understand social standards fully, instead opting to leap into things with an experimental attitude, much like the scientist she was! Perhaps in an effort to realign herself with these social graces, she straightens out her jacket and skirt, smiling brightly at the speed texter as they introduce themself.

“Ah, I-! I try to... make sure everyone’s requests are fulfilled to the best of my ability. I mean, if... I hear them made... it is just a habit of mine! I apologize if I made you uncomfortable... b-but yes! I mean, I would be happy to keep you company. In these...”

She pauses to glance around her as if searching for the words. 

“In this troublesome state we are in, I think everyone would benefit from someone to talk with, don’t you? Ah, if only all dreams... could be shared such as this... the problems solved... but when the opportunity presents itself to help, don’t you think we should take it?”

That made no sense at all, but cool, Yuuma. 

“Ah, I apologize...! In my haste, I neglected to introduce myself... I am Yuuma Chou. It is a pleasure to meet you, Tae-hyun-san.”

The oneirologist gives a short bow, one hand pressing to her chest gently to punctuate her introduction. When she straightens back up, she glances around the lounge quickly before giving Tae-hyun a slightly quizzical look.

“If I may ask... were you in the middle of going somewhere before I arrived? Or otherwise occupied? You see, although I came here... I have no ways to pass the time aside from reading.”

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festum | yuuma | chapter 1 | attn: nanase

Following her conversations with Lani and Tae-hyun– quite a while after, it would seem, as Yuuma was not the fastest-moving person in the entire world. Following that, though, the oneirologist found herself, frankly, very tired. Tired indeed, but there was no time to sleep yet, what with the looming doom of this nightmare.

Wandering about Wonderland, Yuuma did not find much that could serve to keep her awake. Then again, there was rarely anything that could stop sleep when it was coming, but she could make an effort if she wanted. There was nothing especially thrilling as far as she could see, not being hungry or interested in whatever Coolmath was.

After trying in vain to locate something to do for a while, she’d eventually fallen back on a time-honored tradition. Gripping a worn-out paperback in her slightly sweaty hands, Yuuma now wanders about looking for somewhere she could safely read. The garden seemed a safe bet, and the flowers were very nice. She takes several steps inside, distantly looking at them before she’s distracted by the statue. It was… quite solemn, if she was honest. Usually statues like this showed some sort of relation, right? Or at least an interaction? Then again, it really fit the mood at the time, she reasoned…

It seems that Yuuma is looking at the statue for quite some time. Quite some time indeed, just standing there in front of it, lightly swaying back and forth. She also doesn’t seem to respond if anyone walks past her, and– hey! Oddly enough, her eyes seem to be closed.

“………”

Yes, she certainly is not saying anything. Is she just straight-up asleep? Standing up? Is that safe?

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praegressus | yuuma | chapter 1 | re: lani

In the time they’d had to socialize amongst themselves, Yuuma had met a couple of the people stuck in this odd place with her… but only a few. Really, she was just looking forward to heading to the actual school. A set curriculum was much easier for her to work with than wandering around aimlessly, and Yuuma didn’t have that many books to read. So, in her opinion, a meeting is quite welcome! A welcome distraction, or so she thought-

But then something plunges through one of their hosts, and Yuuma watches with a startled expression as they fall to the ground, and then the thing crushes their head like a… cantaloupe.

“O-Oh my…”

One pale hand pressed to her mouth, Yuuma’s gaze shifts from the body to the… cat? Misfortune and deceitfulness… that was unfortunate indeed. She listens as it explains that they’re now stuck and would have to, as it seems, murder each other to escape. It was a shame, she thought distantly, seeming to sway on her feet. Monoches was kind of cute… they looked soft, at least. It was a shame they were so… nasty.

An odd, odd nightmare, Yuuma thought. Strange indeed. She didn’t remember falling asleep, but that was how things like this always went, wasn’t it? She was still… tired. Her wobbling gets more pronounced, the girl seeming as if she’s going to topple over onto the ground with a yawn. The odd part was, it wasn’t like when people fainted in surprise. In fact, she looks completely serene, if not a bit weary. Had she… even registered what happened?

Of course, that was all to an outside observer. She had, of course, registered, and was currently trying to make sense of the proceedings without dozing off entirely. It was… It was…

Well, anyway! It came as a welcome wake-up call when Yuuma hears someone requesting help. Help was something she could surely provide! She pushes up her glasses, rubbing bleariness from her eyes briefly before shuffling over to the other girl. 

“I, ah… I would be willing to assist if you… need. I am not especially strong, but… I can try my best! I agree that… it is not right to leave them there… it seems… disrespectful, even if…”

She trails off, glancing first at the body and then looking expectantly up at Lani, seemingly waiting for further instruction. 

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A Real CATastrophe || Tae-Hyun || RE: time for bad ; ATTN: yuuma

Well, so much for a normal field trip.

Tae-Hyun listened with… frankly, boredom, as the utaite spoke about the situation. Good, so they were leaving – maybe once they were out, they’d have access to better websites and less… outdoors. Assignments to not do until the last minute, classmates to avoid, everything right back

-Schiiiirk!-

to

-thud-

n… normal…

“<F… Fucking hell.>”

The cat mascot – the mascat, if you would – went on a long spiel about it’s reason for showing up, that they were trapped forever, that they had to kill some people to get out, all with a healthy dose of cat related puns and ‘nyas’. The speed texter cracked a smirk (nervous and unsure, but a smirk nonetheless), arms folded over their chest.

“…Heh. What is this, some part of your weird LARP session? Sorry, pal, I realize you must’ve gone through a lot of trouble, all the special 2spooky death effects and that fursuit you got going on there, but I ain’t interested, nya.”

They rose a hand to their face upon the ‘nya,’ snickering to themself afterward. Even in the (apparent) face of death, they couldn’t go without taunting the enemy…

“Oh well, can’t fault you for trying, I guess. I’m outie. You kids have fun doing your weird little game thing, I’ll be… literally anywhere else, waiting for our little field trip to end. Anyone else want in on that business, feel free. Later, l-m-a-o.”

And with that, Tae-Hyun turned on their heel and left. Did that do anything to ease their worries? Not… really, but to be fair, they didn’t have too many to begin with. There was no real reason for them to kill each other, why should they start? Everyone here was surely better than that!

(…Probably.) 

[superduperdreams]

Yuuma had been met with a tough decision-- that is, two people saying they wanted to go different places and inviting others to join them. Surely it would be rude to leave them both alone, but Yuuma was only one small person! She must make a decision-- and that is to go to Lani first, although she makes a promise to herself to follow after the colorful person as soon as she was finished there. They spoke in a way that interested her (... and had that been Korean they were speaking?).

And true to her mental vow, as soon as she finishes with the body and Lani, she scurries off in the direction the speed texter had gone. Surely they had found something to do by now, but she was nothing if not full of Determination! Yuuma was, indeed, determined to find this person and... perhaps provide some sort of distraction in this troubling time! 

However... she wasn’t the best at actually finding people.

In the end, she finds herself futilely wandering about the place, softly calling out to the areas she passes through- “Ah, hello? Uhm... <hello>?”

Sure, her Korean was a bit rusty, but it couldn’t hurt to make an effort. At least that way, the person would know she was talking to them!

Finally in the lounge her efforts come to fruition, although not in the most favorable way. She seems to be distracted by watching her feet as she walks, for some reason, and so doesn’t notice that she’s about to run into someone until it’s too late. With an oof! she seems to bounce off, padded by her puffy coat, and stares confusedly at whoever she’d run into before recognition dawns on her.

“Oh! I was... looking for you! I mean... not that we know each other, but... I heard you before you left the meeting, you see, and while I was engaged at the time... I wouldn’t want you to have no company while, erm, waiting for this trip to end, and so... ! I am here. Hello... !”

She gives a small wave to punctuate her words. Thanks, Yuuma.

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incipiens | yuuma | prologue | attn: ataru

Yuuma’s departure to what was meant to be Hope’s Peak Academy had been a flurry of ‘did you forget your bag?’ from her parents and 'don’t forget to feed Morpheus!’ from her, shrugging into her many layers of clothes and clutching a letter and her phone in her sweaty hand. At the train station she’d still been holding the paper, unfolding it every few minutes as if nervous… but really, she wasn’t. Although her face wouldn’t betray a hint of excitement, seemingly stuck in perpetual serenity, Yuuma Chou was quite, quite excited to head off to Hope’s Peak…

And yet, that isn’t where they were. 

Having spent much of the train ride awake, watching her companions nod off one by one and wake in turn and only dozing off for an odd hour herself, Yuuma is not entirely sure she’s awake as they pull into 'Wonderland’. After all, was that not a children’s book? It seemed an official enough destination, with a reasonable explanation given for their arrival there and students of the school, but… she couldn’t help but sigh at the odd turn this had taken. Odd indeed.

Wonderland… desire to escape from the routine of daily life. Looking for excitement…

Well, she didn’t quite think that was the case for her, but the subconscious always knew best! Perhaps she was thirsting for adventure! In that case, she reasons, it would be best not to look the figurative gift horse in the mouth. After all, it was a nice place to be in, with pretty chandeliers and decorations! 

So, with the same eternal smile on her face, she listens to the explanation given, accepting the keys and the ID dutifully. It was really nice, she thought. A nice place to be, like she’d said. 

Eventually the introduction peters out and those around her begin to trail off, leaving some standing there, like her. She seems preoccupied by her ID, flipping through the options until she’s startled by a text appearing. With an oh! she fumbles the ID card, watching it hit the ground with a slightly surprised expression- as if she’d seen… someone stumble, or something less exciting than dropping her very important ID card. Apparently she wasn’t the type to scream when she dropped a phone?

After retrieving it, though, she does send a reply, shuffling off in a random direction as she goes. There was nothing she especially wanted to check out, so her journey eventually and inevitably takes her into the pantry. There, she spends some time taking in her surroundings blankly, eventually settling for reaching for a container of… raisins. Wow, what an exciting choice, Yuuma.

Moments later, she turns at the sound of someone entering behind her, face automatically shifting into a smile as she bows politely to this… interesting character.

“Ah… hello! Sorry, am I… in the way? I apologize, the room is not… that large. Did you, ahem! Did you want… some raisins?”

Smooth moves, Yuuma.

A hood meant… deceitfulness, right? Gosh, how troublesome…but! There was no need to be impolite, and so she offers her container of raisins to the mysterious figure.

[superduperdreams]

[threads]

in all honesty im gonna be very busy this weekend !! so i may not be able to thread right away, but... here’s a tracker anyway!

1. ataru

2. nanase

3. i’ll take 3 if needed but that’s max !!

you can like this post or send an ask or pm me or something if youre interested!

[superduperdreams]

☾ go the fuck to sleep

you go to sleep

☾ - sleep headcanon

with narcolepsy, yuuma’s sleep schedule is incredibly unpredictable. she’s taken to wearing puffy, soft clothing and setting her bag on her desk in front of her in class just in case she falls asleep, so that she doesn’t hurt her head. too many times has she encountered an unfortunate incident where she tilted forward only to awake with a BANG! and alert the whole class to her drowsiness. 

[superduperdreams]

all. :,D

[candycorn-queen]

Headcanon Meme

Put a symbol (or several) and a character/characters/ship in my ask box, and I’ll give you a headcanon. Yes. Do it. ☾ - sleep headcanon ★ - sad headcanon ☆ - happy headcanon ☠ - angry/violent headcanon ✿ - Sex headcanon ■ - Bedroom/house/living quarters headcanon ♡ - romantic headcanon ♥ - family headcanon ☮ - friendship headcanon ♦ - quirks/hobbies headcanon ☯ - likes/dislikes headcanon ▼ - childhood headcanon ∇ -. old age/aging headcanon ♒ - cooking/food headcanon ☼ - appearance headcanon ൠ - random headcanon ◉ - Any other question of your choosing

[shslastrophoto-blog]

Third Batch! \ovo/

You can use them if you want to 0v0/

[shsloneder]

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voice meme for farren, finn, and me feat. cynthia-viola and guest star grant who is Not Here

as a note i have not listened to this so u kno it’s a surprise for all of us

Meet the Mun

Name/Nickname

Age

Time Zone

Which game are you in? Is this your first time?

Did you expect to get in?

What are you looking forward to most?

Meet the Muse

Who do you play? Tell us about them.

Give a random fact about your muse. (nothing TOO spoiler-y though)

Anything you share in common with them?

Any ships (involving them, of course)?

What’s your favorite trope associated with your muse?

[superduperdreams]

it yum