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exhels ..
guys. Guys. guys. I keep seeing people saying like oh flowersmith is doomed and hwo theyre all angsty brrr and YES I AGREE flowersmith divorce arc came faster than I realized it would and its making me sob BUT.
Guys. We are missing the other duo that is falling apart here. That duo being firelily duo (scott and cherri). Guys. I can NOT be the ONLY ONE thinking of them. I think of flowersmith as well platonically and/or romantically BUT GUYS. FIRELILY DUO. My motherless duo guys THEYRE FALLING APART GUYS
more under the cut because firelily duo makes my brain fire up and bloom lillies
okay so from previous posts I've established
me groom, @scalls groom
@ demonoid-femninomeon is the officiant
@ appalachian-heathens & @ fr3akology are flower girls
@ jackletheidiot IS the flowers 💀
@ not-karl & @ koiifsh-core-yummy might both be ringbearers ??? uhmbuh ..
@ sobertwobit is the photographer
@ strawberrygutsss IS the cake 😼
@ mala--draws is the usher usher
@ karldotorg is our DJ wit da beats
oh yeah, and @ dr-gl0rbiez is apparently the dog in a tuxedo
best men : @ dr-johnny-gay , @ broareweabouttoviberightnow
groomsmen / brides : @ randle00, @ lilyflower52, @ dr-zl0rp-zl0p-the3rd (more 2 be added)
wweeEEGGEGGHEH EIJSHUG
fool day!!! YIPPEE
eehgefh fool and GITM belong t o @venomous-qwille
Maybe writing the post-Inside stuff as a fic would fix me.
The light streams in steadily through the window, effectively making the game impossible to see. Fyodor’s thumbs move urgently along the buttons of his controller, and he’s leaning forwards in his seat, seeing the dust on the screen more than anything, teeth grit. It takes him a moment to realize he’s lost, only understanding when Dazai shouts in celebration, fists thrown up into the air as he turns to grin at Fyodor.
“You lost,” he says, maddeningly smug.
“I meant to do that,” Fyodor says calmly. He did not mean to do that. In fact, he meant to win this. But now he’s staring at the stupid screen that, of course, now that the game has ended, he can see—and it’s blinking mackerel won! in flashing lights that would give anyone epilepsy, his avatar frowning sadly at him in the corner.
“Suuuure you did,” Dazai says lazily, and flops backwards against the bed. “Anyway, Fedya. Go get me some snacks. I’m hungry.”
Fyodor furrows his brow, scornful and irritated as he tosses bis controller onto the floor. “You get it.”
“Nope! Remind me who won again? ‘Meant to do it’ or not, you still gotta buy them!”
Dazai rolls onto his stomach, fishing his phone from wherever he’d thrown it on his bed earlier. He starts scrolling aimlessly through some app or other, shooting Fyodor an urging look before continuing.
Fyodor sighs something long and exasperated. It wasn’t his fault the light was preventing him from his otherwise inevitable victory.
But he gets up anyway, deciding a break from Dazai is warranted.
He grabs his bag, not bothering to search for his wallet yet in favor of leaving quickly. Maybe he can stall for some time and Dazai will have fallen asleep from boredom. Or died, preferably.
WIP because i havent posed since. May.