#dark neo

[sweetwolfcupcake]

(GIFs not mine. Credit to the original owners.)

Neo in the first Matrix movie makes me want to write fluffy drabbles. But the second and third Matrix Neo?

I'm tempted to write dead dove headcanons

[maggyoutthere]

I should be doing school work rn but here's dark Neo or something- I can't believe I started a Neo multiverse ._., (thanks @mmm-asbestos and @holloska for inspiration uwu he is indeed just an angry cryptid)

Btw it's my 1st time drawing with this style so be nice ok? .OwO.

[sweetwolfcupcake]

Gods and Monsters

Yandere Neo x Reader

Random drabble series

Secret Garden

Heavily flawed and diverted concept as compared to the ORIGINAL STORYLINE with shallow imagination and vague concepts I am too lazy to explain or expand upon.

In fact, it has to mean nothing at all, treat it as a wink to Keanuverse characters, a metafiction, or nonsense literature, or even better, find a meaning yourself.

Had to simply get it out of my system, it has been pestering me.

Please enjoy.

Warnings: None (for now)

Credit to the original owner of this GIF. Heavily unedited piece.

Drabble #1

It is beautiful. Witnessing it with your own eyes allows you to have a true sense of its beauty—a vision indeed. The rainbow stretches across the sky, a strip of joy when sunshine and rain collide over the city. This is a common occurrence here. You always knew it, but witnessing it with your bare eyes fills you with pride. Not many stop by to watch the wonder as you do—people are so…busy, almost oblivious to the beauty around them.

Another city, another wonder to experience. In your years travelling throughout the world here, you have been indulging in nostalgia. You make yourself comfortable on a park bench, observing, watching, and passing time with a sandwich until the sun sets. You check your watch. Yet another notification. 

“How long do you plan to stay here?”

You are not surprised that you never heard him coming—you are not the only one who can come and go at whim.

You only shrug.

“It has been years (Y/N).” Neo does not look at you, instead keeping his eyes on the twilight sky.

“Here, yes, but not there.”

“Two days,” He corrects “Almost two days, you lose track of time in the Matrix.” He adds, sighing

“I am in no rush, it’s my twelfth year here.”

“You have locked that room from within.” His voice remains low but lacks the softness present moments before.

“You know that’s not how it works (Y/N).” His calm exterior can fool an all-seeing ‘priestess’, or that’s what they call such people here. 

“I know how it works, Neo. I know you have been watching me the whole time, you have access to everything.”

“Yeah.” He admits after a moment of silence “But could not reach you.”

“That’s why you plugged yourself in?” You look at him. 

The silence is your answer.

“How long do you plan to stay mad at me?”

“I am past the anger, I know it just amuses you.” That might not be completely true. 

The ghost of a smirk makes you tick, but you have far better control over your temper. 

“Good to hear that,” he cleans his tinted eyewear.

“You don’t need that.” You eye it with a tinge of amusement.

Neo turns to meet your gaze—he is not strikingly handsome as many were before him, but he stands out, no wonder it is him who has been chosen. There’s something deep and ancient in him, his calm presence and cool temper. But that doesn't make him any less capable of annihilation. You know what he is capable of, you have witnessed it first-hand.

“Nostalgia.” He smirks before raising from the bench.

Oh, yes, he indeed is in a mood—dressed in the same dark clothes that haunted you for years, while you sit there, in a plain pair of denims and t-shirt.

“I miss you (Y/N).”

“You will live a few days.”

He frowns “Doesn’t feel like it.”

How dramatic.

“Bye.” You dismiss him, turning your focus back to the sandwich.

[cantodasala]

Estou vestido pelas minhas verdades Na forma de notícias envelhecidas Estou distante da realidade Sonhando meus distúrbios, traço meu próprio destino Mas você vem e eu amanheço E eu não sei quem te acompanha Alguém me salve da armadilha que criei Ela se afasta de mim Como seu eu não a quisesse Mais um golpe, mais uma fraude Eu me levanto e caminho em direção ao paraíso Essa dor insuportável me faz mudar de direção Estou perdido, estou atordoado Meu caminho está cada vez mais distante Tenho que dar sentido a isso tudo Queria ser um astro Para poder conversar com vocês Como se vocês me tolerassem

— Dark Neo