#&kay

[forensicvalerie]

closed:@detectivekay​

Valerie was standing in the freezing weather, jumping a little on her toes to try and keep warm. She was supposed to meet Kay any minute now and every curse word she knew was rapidly passing through her brain as she damned the minute she agreed to meet in a nearby street instead of his house and damned her tendency to be early all the time. It had been Kay’s idea to meet up and Val suspected the reason already, a reason that had a full name, so like any good friend would she agreed to meet immediately ready to take this chance to tease him as much as possible...and hear him out and be understanding of course. Besides she would probably contribute with her fair share of complaining too. She was ready to call him and very loudly complain when she saw his figure approach. “Took your sweet time, Harris.” She whined not even trying to be subtle about it. “A little more and you would have found an ice cube instead of me.” 

[halloweenacara]

lov making neopets art i cant put on neopets

kay and rye/ryder, the space gays! rye is a neopian engineering student who helped fix kay’s ship when he crashed in a park, kay took him along on his space adventures and occasional space crimes

[forensicvalerie]

“Well, I guess we’re right under the mistletoe!” @detectivekay​

Valerie looked up to the ceiling and effectively she had found herself under the plant with her best friend. She considered the options, actually kissing him would be one and even if objectively it wouldn’t be thaaaat bad it would actually be that bad  to her, kay could be hot but for her he was still just kay. The other option was not kissing him and subject herself to whatever curse would fall upon her because of her, not that she really believed in this or that she actually knew much of the tradition itself since it was never something her family cared about. As far as she knew the worst thing on mistletoe was nargles. She stared back at kay for a few seconds. “The curse would be better.” She said deadpan before patting his shoulder a few times and walking away  

[forensicvalerie]

take care of the other when sick @detectivekay​

“Would you stop fussing so much?” She asked but there was no heat in her voice, it was barely a whisper as not to disturb kay too much. “I won’t let you get another blanket,you have a fever you don’t need more blankets.” She mumbled,his head was laying on the couch right next to her thigh and she was softly running her fingers through his hair as a way to help him relax . “If you keep this up I’m going to make you put raw potatoes on your socks as my grandma used to do when I was sick.”  

[halloweenacara]

run, kitty, run

my alien aisha, kay. he’s probably running from someone vera robbed. he’s an almost good boy hanging out with a bunch of space criminals and his arthur dent ass boyfriend

[altartidingarchive]

a thing I have asked Google in 2016 which famous people are voting for donald trump so i can refuse to participate in their media for the rest of forever until they apologize to their fans or cease existing?

[altartidingarchive]

Do you know if you can use a pendulum to communicate with alters? and how do you know what they look like? Thanks :)

We’ve never used a pendulum to communicate with alters, no. We also feel a little weird about asking specific identity-defining questions to pendulums. They’re meant more for vague, less-immediate decisions. Like “should I try to go more this direction in my life than I have been lately” or “is it safe to continue along the path I’m on now”, at least that’s how we’ve always felt. Identity needs to be self-explored, the only semimagic practice we’ve found to help with that is meditation, and only rarely.

We have a semi-developed inworld or headspace, which a quick google search can define if you want to know more about it. In summary, we retreat to somewhere else when we stop fronting, so we can interact with each other on the inside, and more or less see each other. 

Have a good day friend.

-Kyle