#m;eme

[rkpcy]

who's your eclipse bias? luxe bias?

“eclipse? ariel would kill me if i didn’t say it was her,” he says, looking left and right as if he were waiting for her to pop out at any minute, and lets out a sigh once the coast is clear, more for its comical effect than anything else. “but if she weren’t listening, i’d say blue would beat her out by juuust a little bit.” he barks out a laugh, throwing his head back and rubbing at his stomach as if it hurt. “as for eclipse, ella?” he pauses for a bit as if he’s done, only to speak up once more, adding as an afterthought with a mischievous, “would rome have been mad if i picked cheri, too?

[rkpcy]

do you think i'm more of a reinhardt or a torb?

“i think you’re more of a soldier because you’ve got me in your sights.”

[rkpcy]

who's your convex bias?

“this one’s easy. it’s yixing gege,” he says, making his voice obnoxiously, cloyingly sweet. “he’s a great leader and, ugh, have you seen him dance?” he fans himself, bursting into laughter soon after. “and yien? so chic.” his demeanor changes, becoming a bit more somber. “it used to be romeo, too, but...” he purses his lips, releasing a popping sound as he parts them. “sphere did him fucking dirty.”

[rkpcy]

Are you a brain with a body or a body with a brain?

“can’t you tell? i’m all body, no brain,” he says with a laugh, then adds with a wolfish grin, “at least it’s a good body, though, right?”

[rkpcy]

what is your pokemon dream team?

“oh, you want to know my secrets~?” he asks, a mischievous smile on his lips. “try and beat me!”

[rkpcy]

Do you have a praise kink tho

by now his laughter has died down, leaving nothing behind but a mischievous smirk. “actually, i’d prefer to be the one to do the praising.”

[rkpcy]

have you watched av's before?

a laugh escapes him before he simply answers, “not recently, no.”

[rkpcy]

What memories have scarred you for life?

for once, silence has taken over him, and his lips remain sealed as his gaze diverts elsewhere. it’s clear he doesn’t want to talk about it, but that’s not the name of the game, is it? he hates to admit that it still affects him, but clearly it does. when he speaks, it’s uncharacteristically cold, void of eye contact and emotion. “an empty spot at the table that was never filled.”