#rlotsf

[reallifeonthetheseventhfloor]

Mira: So you’re from the future

Future Mira: yep

Mira: Anything different?

Future Mira: We’re dating Demiurge now

Mira: What?? That doesn’t make any sense, Demiurge is a video game npc…

Mira: Wait, how far in the future did you say you’re from?

Future Mira: like a month.

[apocalypticromantic666]

The latest addition to Noteworthy Authors, @kensalyn477 and her OC Lady Zoba from Real Life on the Seventh Floor! If you haven’t read her story, DO IT. DO IT NOW. It’s so wholesome and sweet. I promise you’ll love it! ♥ ♥ ♥

[rexposition]

Luna: Mira is a very simple woman, see.

Demiurge:

[reallifeonthetheseventhfloor]

Demiurge: Mark my words, seven years from now I’ll be your second husband

Mira: Second? What happened to the first?

Demiurge: nothing you can prove

[reallifeonthetheseventhfloor]

Y’all….. you wanna see something really cool??

Real Life on the Seventh Floor, Chapter 36: Pool Party!

Heck yeeeeeah, lookit that!!! Look how cute this is!!! I love it so much it’s so adorable UGH YES!!

It’s taken me forever to post this, but thank you thank you thank you so much to @amphinogiz for being willing to put in the time and effort to make this for me!! They are always so great to work with, and I love their stuff. I can’t decide if my favorite panel is Mira’s seriousness rushing to dunk Demi or Demi as he laughs. It’s tied with every silly expression Mira makes ok fine I love every panel don’t judge me I can’t pick favorites

(Excerpt from the chapter to match and extra art below the cut!)

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“Just checking, um—oh, just a sec, can I—” You reached over and took off his glasses as he stood still, clearly confused, and set them on a table behind you. Luna over Demi’s shoulder was face-palming as you turned back around. You ignored her. Fine, maybe you were stalling. Just a bit.

C’mon, you could do this. Luna eating a salad was riding on this. You got this. “Ok,” you said. “Ah, so… So, you guys were talking about what again?”

Demiurge cocked his head. “Mira, is something—”

You lunged.

His eyes widened as you rushed forward, and for a moment the confusion he wore when you removed his glasses persisted as your hands shoved him backwards. He didn’t resist you, of course.

Then in the flash of an instant you saw the pieces connect, and he understood. He grinned.

And he grabbed your hands.

You squealed as you found yourself tumbling after him into the pool, the rush of cool water making you pull your hands back into you. Demiurge was under you and still grasping your hands, and as you surfaced you both were together, holding onto each other.

He was laughing. Eyes squinting, shoulders shaking, whole-heartedly laughing. He shook his head to move the hair out of his face, then went to work helping you move yours from your eyes. Kicking a bit closer to him to help the effort, you giggled along. How could you not? How could you possibly not laugh with this wonderful man?

He leaned as your lips came into view and kissed you. An awwwww sounded out from around the pool and you blushed, suddenly remembering your audience. He leaned into your ear with a chuckle. “You are spectacular,” he hummed. “You are my everything.”

Your chest filled with his words. You tucked your arms in, letting him pull you closer. Yeah, you wanted to have that talk later. In fact, you were pretty excited to have that talk.

Movement over his shoulder caught your eye, and you glanced up in time to see Charlotte handing a crisp bill over to Luna, who was already holding a bill in the hand closer to Alanna. “Worth it,” you heard Charlotte say as Luna accepted the winnings.

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….Later that night:

I can’t remember if I’ve posted this extra one before (I think I have?? 🤔🤷‍♀️I feel like I have. I’ll check later because if I haven’t, I should do that!) but it fits here so well I absolutely had to add it!

Little personal update: It’s been a while, but I am still working on RLotSF! I found some inspiration on a personal project and have been working on that lately, but I would guess… probably mid-late december? this fic will update again! In the meantime, I’ve got a backlog of art to post and incorrect quotes to share, so I’ll be around! See y’all later!✨

[reallifeonthetheseventhfloor]

Mira: Are you mad about something?

Demi: No

Mira: So… sharpening knives at 3am is a hobby?

[reallifeonthetheseventhfloor]

It’s old art time again!! Man, I really do have a lot of commissioned art I never posted…

When I go to conventions, I like to get myself a souvenir, and often that comes in the form of a commission! I got this one from @stillustrated quite a while ago, but it’s still one of my favorites of Demi and Zoba. It’s just… so accurately ✨them✨ which is incredibly impressive for the little amount of info I quickly gave in the crowded convention hall! I smile every time I see his hand poking out around her hair to hold her~ so sweet!!

[reallifeonthetheseventhfloor]

Mira: Wait, did you just flirt with me?

Demiurge: Have been since we first met, but thanks for noticing