Feb 22, 2025
I STAND WITH MY EVIL FUTCH WIFE !!! (Lestat de Lioncourt)
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I STAND WITH MY EVIL FUTCH WIFE !!! (Lestat de Lioncourt)
yui sakura (cherry) is trans and autistic. that is all
U remind me of the child soldier :)
Okay then, here we go. For you, my beloved Jay. Sorry this is, again, extremely late but I had the idea just today and I was like omg??? i love this idea but now im gonna ruin it??? Anyways on with the show
Tags (ooh I get to do this now): @starlight-sanders Warnings: Some swearing, little bit of self-doubt and deprecation Pairing: Prinxiety
“I can’t believe you just did that.”
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Everyone in The Mind knew that Prince was an absolute sucker for flowers. He knew everything to know about them, and that included their language. So when Anxiety found a bundle of roses, many different colours, sitting on his desk one morning, he had to look up the meanings.
He sat cross-legged on his bed, and turned on his phone, the bundle in his lap. He chose one of the roses and searched for its meaning on Google.
“Yellow with a red tip. Let’s see… F- falling in love? Wait, what?” Anxiety muttered, reading and rereading the information from a flower website. He wrote it down in his notes so he wouldn’t forget. He placed the rose down beside him and picked another. “Orange, fascination.” At this Anxiety blushed slightly. Don’t be stupid, they mean nothing. Why would Princey get you stuff, you’re worthless, you piece of sh- Anxiety pushed his thoughts away and continued. Roman wouldn’t leave a bunch of roses on his desk for no reason. Anxiety had thought they’d just have some stupid message to attempt to cheer him up (because Anxiety always needed cheering up, in Roman’s opinion), but apparently that wasn’t the case
“Cream. Charm and thoughtfulness. Wait does he think I’m charming? And thoughtful?” Anxiety spoke to himself. You never think of others, you’re an asshole, his mind told him. Anxiety shoved the negative feelings about himself to the back of his mind, trying to keep a positive mindset for once, because this may actually be important.
“Burgundy, undying love.” He’s so dramatic.“Purple. Enchantment.” Anxiety smiled and rolled his eyes fondly. Only Roman would give me a rose that signifies enchantment. What a dork.“Wait, what even is this colour?” Anxiety asked himself, picking up some sort of mix of orange and pink.
“Salmon.” The answer came from a man standing in the doorway of Anxiety’s bedroom. Anxiety looked up from his position when he saw Roman smirking at him. One shoulder was against the doorway and his arms were crossed as he leaned casually, almost lazily against it as if he hadn’t recently given Anxiety a bunch of roses. “It means desire and excitement,” he purred, strutting towards Anxiety.
Anxiety blushed and muttered something along the lines of ‘horny shit’. “Of course, you’ve left a colour out, my dearest.” Anxiety looked down at his lap, which had one rose left in it.
A red one.
Love. Of course Anxiety knew what that meant, everyone does. Anxiety murmured the word and looked up into Roman’s eyes.
“You’re so cheesy,” was all he managed to say, but it didn’t come out as sarcastic as he meant it to. No, instead his voice was light, barely a whisper. Fucking idiot, can’t even control your own voice. Roman’s face was so close, he could feel the prince’s gentle breaths on his own lips. Roman rested his hand on Anxiety’s knee and leaned in, closing the gap. Even though he’d been thinking about a kiss from the prince just moments before, he was surprised the Roman actually kissed him. Anxiety gently closed his eyes and hesitantly placed his hand on the prince’s waist, still uncertain because what if he is pranking me and now he knows that I like him and oh no what have I done and you’re an idiot, Anx.
Prince gently pulled away and looked at Anxiety adoringly.
“Wow,” Anxiety said, giggling slightly.
“What?” Roman asked, confused.
“You wooed me with flowers and then swept in for a kiss. If this is a prank, I will actually murder you. Thomas will dream no more.”
“Trust me, Anx. I would never do that. I could never do that to you, it would hurt me to toy with your feelings,” Prince claimed.
“Wait wait wait,” Anxiety started, “How did you know I even liked you back? Not saying that I do, it’s just-”
“I guessed and hoped for the best,” Prince claimed with a shrug.
“Roman, you literally gave me a flower that represents desire and excitement. You’re an actual idiot. I can’t believe you just did that.“ Anxiety rolled his eyes and crossed his arms, only to be wrapped up in a cuddle from a now seated Roman.
“In all honesty, neither can I.”
jay spam hour has begun
So i realized I only speak the names of those that my soul subconsciously sees as present in my life.like i always refer to people who i always have problems with as my friend or a person i know but when i talk about certain people i find pride in speaking thier name into my spirit. Its not hard at all to say it either speaking thier names is no hesitation or slow paced. They are here and they love me.
as it should be
LISTEN I KNOW IT WILL BE THREE SEASONS IN BUT NICO DI ANGELO ON THE SCREEN
FOUR SEASONS IN NICO DI ANGELO GOING THROUGH ANGST
NICO DI ANGELO!!!!!
BIANCA DI ANGELO!!!!!!!!
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