#ruinvessel

[daybreakrising]

elderly

i hate u

[ccaptain]

@ruinvessel: hey kae just uhh checking is it okay if i fuck your dad?

   ' ...aviv, i don't even know where to start with this. so i'm just not- i'm just not going to start. we're just going to pretend that you didn't asked. '

[al-hazen]

@ruinvessel -- ;

It was happening again: a world was ending.

Dread curdled the blood in his veins and his thoughts were erratic because he'd experienced this thrice before; not on his own, but of his other selves in other universes where it had all come to a horrific end. Su's voice became soundless as his omniscient counterpart led him through the labyrinthine corridors where his intuition was overridden by a terror he'd become too familiar with.

This was a hopeless experiment. In his endless search for a way to defy he and his counterparts' fatalistic samsaras, he tried to look for the microcosm, asking the same question: could he do it? Could he defy fate this time?

"Go, hurry!" he barked to the denizens who shrieked fearfully as segments of the sky fell like tectonic plates and crushed those below. The Garden could welcome them; the preservation of memories was of vital importance, and this was simply part of his duty. The Garden was tailor-made for memetic entities, and this was no different.

Al-Haytham glanced back, searching for stragglers as the Memory Zone corroded like burning parchment, the edges fading into the gaping void.

[daybreakrising]

@ruinvessel | cont.

The tap on the nose is the last straw.

Hands grip Aviv's thighs, and yank. It slides from the edge of his desk and into his lap, where Wriothesley keeps it pinned with an arm locked about its waist. He leans in close, drops his voice to a silken murmur-

"Oh, I like you, do I? And what are you going to do about that?"

Now to sit back and await the reaction.

[ccaptain]

@ruinvessel: bonks him on the head

   laughs! that tickles!

[daybreakrising]

bonks head against gallaghers arm. bonks. bonks. bonks. bonks. b

The sigh is... barely restrained.

A hand lifts, palm planting firmly atop the head of hair pushing persistently against his arm. With a deft, abrupt shove, Aviv is pushed to a more bearable distance.

"What do you want, kid?"

[daybreakrising]

@ruinvessel: " hey, ha— " hrghk. no. it can't. it can't just call him handsome because then he'll know it thinks he's handsome. fuck. "—mburglar. yeah you, hamburglar. "

His lips twitch into a smirk instantly. Oh, he knows Aviv is trying to say something that causes it emotional anguish, but he's not going to make it easier for it. He likes watching it squirm.

"I'm sorry, what was that?" He's smug. Smug in a way that suggests he has a fairly good idea what Aviv was going to say before it changed its mind like a coward.

He leans in, breaching personal boundaries until his face is mere centimetres from the other's. "What were you going to say, Aviv? Hm?"

[daybreakrising]

hey quick question um Can I Bite You

"No."

".......... not if I bite you first."