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[gravesung]

the best part is that “insane masochist bf” could refer to either till OR ivan. if i wanted to specify till i would have thrown ‘twink’ in there

[howlrs]

⚫〰️⚫ if u wantttt

listen i had a vision

shitty, shitty drawings. | ACCEPTING // @sangsorrow

[fatelied]

// i fear ivan doesn't fully reciprocate lu guang's surprisingly good results 😔

"... And yet I allowed myself to be dragged on a date with you," he says neutrally. He's not mad about it. He's actually not even sure what to feel about it. At least Ivan has treated him kindly thus far, not to mention seems to have spent a ridiculous amount on dinners that make Lu Guang's stomach turn in both utter gluttony and guilt.

A sigh. He puts down the card. Considers Ivan at length. "Why is the 'proactive' box half marked, anyway? You've not been that passive with me."

@sangsorrow

[lunaurous]

[ Sua ] " I borrowed your top!! You don't mind, right? " The delicate, pure-white top with cute frills in question is most certainly too small for him.

  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐌𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓  𝐒𝐔𝐀’𝐒  𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒  𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃  𝐎𝐍  𝐇𝐈𝐌,   her  stomach  dropped.  There  he   stood,  stuffed  into  her  favorite  blouseㅤ—ㅤone  she’d  gone  out  of  her  way  to  keep  pristine.  It  was  clinging  for  dear  life  across  his  broad  shoulders,  seams  pulled  taut,  the  frills  stretched   and  would  tear  if  he  breathed.  Her  voice  came  out  high  and  thin,  almost  a  squeak. 

❝ㅤivan  -ㅤ  That’s  my  favorite  blouse!  Do  you  have  any  idea  how  hard  it  was  to  find  something  this  cute  ?  plus  mizi  helped  pick  this  out  !!    ❞   She  could  already  hear  the  stitches  straining.  ㅤ

❝    if  you  stretch  it  out,  it’ll  never  fit  me  the  same  againㅤ—ㅤ  You’re  going  to  ruin  itㅤ withㅤ your  behemoth  figure!  If  even  one  thread  tears,  so  help  me  godㅤ-  I’m  raiding  your  closet  and  I’m  never  giving  anything  back.  especially  that  one  hoodie  i  really  liked.  ❞  She  let  out  an  exaggerated  huff.   Her  voice  tilted  higher,  almost  petulant.   was  she  being  dramatic…?  probably  -

ㅤㅤㅤ    ❝  you  could've  at  least  got  into  my  sanrio  collection  and  to  be  specific  ;   the  kuromi  top  would've  looked  better  on  you  than  this.  it  would  of  at  least  suited  you  more.   look  50%  better  than  this  disaster   ❞

[pexfections]

i still think about this and giggle . . . @chaieos @sangsorrow

[quillheel]

@sangsorrow // sc.

" Hey, Ivan! Do you have a second? " a jubilant voice matches it's bubblegum person as Mizi snags Ivan's sleeve, tugging him, a little childish in what is a common role for her, ever-charming, and anyway, it's better to grab them before they run, usually. Not like he will, anyway. — Or, Mizi doesn't think he will. Galvanic eyes glimmer up at him, mischief hidden in the curve of her lashes, always something hidden.

" My Guardian's letting me pick an outfit today, and I could really use some help. Would you mind? Pretty please? "

[sangscars]

no context needed @sangsorrow

[havntedatelier]

i think maybe [DREAMS | 💭] or [FOOTPRINTS | 🦶] could be fun for ivan and pheromosa!! weird bug link...

...She was back in the desert again. The storms around thundered and roared, and as the unbothered queen she was, Pheromosa was crossing the sands. She couldn't meet her sisters gazes, they couldn't know she was back here. She despised the idea of being trapped here again, but she must have been captured and released back here in her slumber... somehow. No... no. How would that have been possible? She hid herself away in a deep cave, entirely away from any towns... She pauses in her tracks, brows furrowing to ruin her calm gaze. Her eyes scan the horizon, and a buzzing starts as she flies up, looking along the sands. Empty, besides her sisters... but there was one small, glaring speck that stood out to her. She lands, sand flying up around her, and her wings buzz and shudder to shake it off her perfect, pristine figure. Her eyes were hooded now, and she gazes down at the man, her hands sat on her hips. She leans down, studying his face with a soft, confused look. Was she dreaming? Did this boy have anything to do with it? She huffs slightly, her antennae shifting to drape over her and the boy. ... Phero~em? ,, She asks a question she knew the man couldn't understand. She straightens up after this, her antennae fanning out before settling at her sides once again. She wanted to know if they were dreaming together. This boy and her had never met, but it felt strangely... right. Like he was supposed to be here. She sighs, looking out onto the horizon. Her arms tuck behind her back and she thinks. Where should they go, if this world was a dream? She couldn't feel the usual heat on her outer shell, in fact, it felt very... peaceful. She didn't want to leave the man to his own devices, either. She tilts her head into a "follow-me" motion... before starting to walk. Running would easily lead to the man getting left behind, so she would go slow... for a human. A human! But since it was just a dream... who cares right now? Let's explore together. She doesn't check behind her to see if he's following. She simply walks.

Prompt from this meme. || @sangsorrow