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you said you got inspired, what's your idea?

oh shit okay uh with the knowledge that I haven't put much thought/depth into it, here you go:

Wars going through difficulties with refeeding syndrome after being rescued from captivity in which they just didn't fucking feed him because of [reason] and the others finding it really hard to watch

#silver beloved #the mental illness is winning today #like #i'm on a roll with these concepts rn #on fire even

Slinky is you too tho. Either that or you have nitifs on (I have notifs off :D)

Sus-shine

Wii music except for the constantly talking

Water lilies but more Powerful, Intimidating, Thakurain vibes.

I demand kiss :/

So according to my calculations

It looks like i love you

#Silver beloved

I thought of this and then you said that so XD

But anywho.

Wars wouldn’t dare any better in the cold than in the heat. He has a. Metal armor that sucks up heat, not retains it. b. Fingerless gloves, which do nothing against cold and snow. and c. The only warm thing he really has is his scarf.

YES YES THIS EXACTLY- I’m literally about to go to a lecture but as soon as it’s over we’re coming back to this concept I SWEAR-

#silver beloved

Okay not to self promote but-

I thought you might like this.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/42906987

like? LIKE?? I THINK YOU MEAN LOVE?!!??! ADORE??!?!? WILL THINK ABOUT FOR THE FORESEEABLE FUTURE?!?!??!?!

#silver!#silver beloved #you're so talented it's insane #BABE WAKE UP SILVER WROTE PEAK FICTION AGAIN-

Raspberry icee, Dino bones, royalty, choccy milk, box dimension

YOU WOULD FIGHT ME????

#silver-#silver beloved

Did my ask get eaten?

(i'm looking away because i feel like i haven't really gotten anywhere with it yet today i'm sorry silv-)

#silver beloved #i'm working on it #trying at least #brain fog is big rn #im sorry

and also this one for the cyno-fontaine fake death au we also threw around. we're generating these aus at the speed of light

The rough fabric of the hood they’d put on Cyno chafes. It traps the air, turning everything much more warm and humid than it had to be- it almost feels like Sumeru, but with much less kindness and much less light.

That thought makes him huff out a laugh, and Cyno can feel the exhale he’d just let out linger against his cheeks. His head hurts. How funny, that it’s the nation of Hydro and yet, not a single sip of water has been spared for him.

You see. It’s funny because it has to be funny, because if it’s not funny then Cyno will start thinking and historically, that’s proven to be a pretty shit thing to happen to his sanity. Common sense. General well-being. Haha, general.

See: the thought that started this chain of events in the first place.

The rope tugs taught around his wrists, making him stumble for a single step before he quickly catches himself. Cyno had learnt this- invaluable skill, actually, in the desert. Little snippets of memory at the side of oases and hills of sand, seas of sand. He’d been taught to dance with the shifts of sands.

His wrists are burning with a newly-refreshed pain. The ache of too-tight rope pressing into abrasions and bruises. An ache in general. The throbbing feeling of nerves being abused too often and injuries forming before old ones could heal fully.

And then- the ground shifts into a new texture. Sun-warmed dirt instead of cool stone. Breeze against his skin.

The soft, rasping sound, of metal being drawn.

Cyno freezes.

i wanted to write a lil something to accompany this but then Finals Week happened

i love this tho its so good <3 ty for writing it <333

#they speak...#silver beloved

I come with hugs. :) You sound like you could use one.