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[gemkun]

how does it feel to be inferior to my great glory 🎤

kafka in her aeonhood era ?

#* ✦ 𝐈. ❮ ooc ❯ ⸻ ❝ #* ✦ 𝐈𝐈. ❮ asks ❯ ⸻ ❝ #* ✦ kafkaisms #ray what have you done #im meant to be writing serious things #cause i am a serious rp blog i promise #this does read like someone with a god complex #aka saint #aeon kafka would be sexy though can't lie #yaoshi watch out your crown about to be snatched

[gemkun]

how does it feel to be the hottest person on tumblr dot com 🎤

dr. ratio is the hottest person you're so right happy

#* ✦ 𝐈. ❮ ooc ❯ ⸻ ❝ #* ✦ 𝐈𝐈. ❮ asks ❯ ⸻ ❝ #* ✦ protcg #have you seen veritas ratio #yeah i know a blessing to the eyes #nous is just scared of his beauty and magnitude #can't have this man outdoing him

[gemkun]

how does it feel to be the cutest person on tumblr dot com 🎤

can you stop spreading false information on the dash ray

#* ✦ 𝐈. ❮ ooc ❯ ⸻ ❝ #* ✦ 𝐈𝐈. ❮ asks ❯ ⸻ ❝ #* ✦ fortifice #GO AWAY #IM NEVER SENDING YOU ANOTHER PHOTO #not even when i cosplay dr. ratio #im literally a fierce force not to be reckoned with #hisses

[gemkun]

just showed @fortifice my face i gotta delete my blog now

#* ✦ 𝐈. ❮ ooc ❯ ⸻ ❝ #ray has seen me #i have been perceived #i must vanish now #grab a new alias #a new @ #you will never even know its me #ill go by #meg

[gemkun]

@raytm said : bills. it's on me—you pay for the sender's meal. childe to zhongli 😔✌️👏💯💥 ↬ ⭒˚｡🖁‧₊˚ 〖 down these mean streets . . . 〗

      ⸻       although   ,   notorious   for   being   in   a   spell   where   he   is   lacking   in   mora   ,   the   consultant   manages   to   scrape   up   a   reasonable   sum   for   once.   intended   on   one   such   occasion   ,   with   a   special   individual   ,   indeed.   perhaps   ,   to   pay   back   the   favour   —   from   his   distribution   of   funds   to   secure   exorbitant   paraphernalia.   but   to   be   unfamiliar   with   the   concept   of   wealth   as   a   limited   asset   ,   it   must   be   understandable   ,   why   zhongli   is   so   giving   in   prices   set   by   observant   tradespeople.   undoubtedly   ,   beyond   the   average   ,   to   garner   an   ample   profit   from   the   knowledgeable   ,   yet   ,   financially   naïve   gentleman.

  nevertheless   ,   they   reside   now   ,   in   a   reputable   establishment   —   the   famous   xinyue   kiosk.   a   restaurant   ,   they   had   frequented   often   enough   ,   albeit   their   visits   were   taken   care   of   by   the   harbinger   ,   instead   of   the   unannounced   host.   this   time   ,   it   is   different   ,   once   gloved   hand   reaches   for   the   bill.

  ❝   allow   me.   ❞   dulcet   tones   sweep   ,   curving   to   fend   the   diplomat.   preventing   the   eleventh   from   picking   up   the   check.   ❝   after   lady   furina   shed   light   on   the   events   that   unfolded   in   fontaine   ,   the   least   i   can   do   is   treat   you   to   a   well   —   earned   meal.   ❞   gentle   exchanges   follow   between   himself   and   the   staff   ,   whereupon   arrangements   are   settled   and   tabs   are   sorted.

  leaving   the   two   to   bask   in   their   rare   instance   of   solace.

  ❝   please   ,   have   as   much   as   you’d   like   ,   so   that   you   may   replenish   your   strength.   ❞

#* ✦ 𝐈𝐈. ❮ asks ❯ ⸻ ❝ #* ✦ 𝐕𝐈. ❮ muses ❯ ⸻ ❝ 「 zhongli 」 #* ✦ raytm #* ✦ raytm | tartaglia #i like them a lot maybe #he do care after fontaine i think #seeing childe all battered and bruised #scolds him like an auntie and feeds him like one too

[gemkun]

how to startle ur doctor

#* ✦ 𝐕𝐈. ❮ muses ❯ ⸻ ❝ 「 veritas ratio 」 #* ✦ 𝐕𝐈𝐈𝐈. ❮ visage ❯ ⸻ ❝ #i need blushy ratio on my blog im afraid #his hair is so fluffy here #and his ears tinting im obsessed #thank you op your art is always beautiful

[gemkun]

@oneireth said : *grabs you* give me newlywed dancae or else & tilt. you take the sender's chin in your hand and make them meet your gaze. + reversed ( cae takes dh's chin in his hand ) ↬ ⭒˚｡🖁‧₊˚ 〖 down these mean streets . . . 〗

      ⸻       had   he   missed   wiping   the   frosting   from   his   lips   ?   he   peers   at   caelus   ,   inquisitively   ,   noting   the   manner   in   which   the   stellaron   vessel   inspects   whatever   draws   attention   to   his   profile.   to   not   disrupt   his   enterprise   ,   he   schools   his   expression   ,   providing   a   pristine   image   for   his   companion   to   fixate   upon.

  tipped   ,   he   is   angled   a   little   more   ,   until   their   gazes   meet.   drowning   out   the   lavish   surroundings   of   the   ceremony   —   decked   in   ivory   and   an   assortment   of   delectable   appetisers.   of   which   ,   dan   heng   had   indulged   in   ,   albeit   a   sparse   amount.

  with   enough   time   to   examine   ,   the   vidyadhara’s   lips   fall   ajar   ,   producing   similar   tones   that   match   a   golden   stare   —   pairing   perfectly   with   the   bouquet   kept   in   olive   wrapping.   indicative   of   his   curiousity.   ❝   is   something   the   matter   ?   ❞   concern   wafts   ,   elicited   by   the   time   spent   observing   his   features.

  but   caelus   would   have   wiped   icing   from   the   corners   of   his   mouth.   perhaps   then   ,   it   is   a   silent   plea.

  ❝   i   am   not   partial   to   these   events   either   ,   would   you   prefer   to   find   somewhere   quieter   ?   ❞

#* ✦ 𝐈𝐈. ❮ asks ❯ ⸻ ❝ #* ✦ 𝐕𝐈. ❮ muses ❯ ⸻ ❝ 「 dan heng 」 #* ✦ oneireth #* ✦ oneireth | caelus #hehe i combined them #when you said fluff i decided i will double that and pass it on #im too lazy to use an icon from the tea party though #just imagine him in his prim and proper white formal fit #holding the array of delicate flowers

[gemkun]

“ heh. ”

#* ✦ 𝐈𝐈𝐈. ❮ ic ❯ ⸻ ❝ #* ✦ 𝐕𝐈. ❮ muses ❯ ⸻ ❝ 「 veritas ratio 」 #look at that fool #falling out of bed #clumsy ass #the dumpling the dumpling though #i will let my delusions believe it is a ratio dumpling sue me #i cannot believe they animated that whole segment #for the magazine my ass #imagine being so pathetic waking up like that #and not majestic and with elegance like a true paragon of beauty

[gemkun]

@oneireth said : [ THIRTY-SIX ] : “ even if i did have feelings for you, what would it matter? you don’t feel the same way about me. ” suntio angst? suntio angst ↬ * [  DIALOGUE PROMPTS  ] :  feelings are complicated. 

      ⸻       ❝   .   .   .   ❞

  here   it   is   ,   the   crux   of   irrationality.   that   shapes   and   defines   all   living   creatures   and   beings.   an   intrinsic   core   ,   that   even   he   is   vulnerable   to.   enigmatic   ,   in   nature   and   in   explanation.   who   can   define   it   ,   after   all   ,   this   concept   that   has   perpetuated   for   eons   ?   who   can   really   determine   what   it   is   ?

  is   it   even   that   in   the   first   place   ?

  he   does   not   say   it   ,   for   the   sake   of   steering   from   arrogance.   it   is   powerful   ,   to   all   extremities   ,   and   even   as   he   is   subjected   to   inward   consideration   ,   he   detects   the   flare   that   cautions   him   from   treading   further.

  feelings.   feelings   ,   is   an   umbrella   term.   a   safer   route.

  he   is   thankful   ,   that   the   halovian   defines   it   as   such.   instead   of   utilising   that   all   —   encompassing   term.

  shifting   from   the   towering   statues   ,   resembling   his   familiar   ,   dawn   streaks   from   midnight   to   starlight.   sincere   ,   is   the   expression   that   glimmers   off   angelic   features   ,   although   there   is   no   denying   the   underlying   bitter   —   sweetness.   illustrating   a   forlornness   that   the   public   would   never   be   permitted   to   witness.

  did   sunday   wish   he   was   ?   did   he   yearn   for   veritas   ratio   to   be   just   another   face   in   the   crowd   of   penacony   ?

  how   complicated.   it   befuddles   his   mental   faculties   —   disrupts   his   critical   tools   that   were   purposed   for   analysis   and   assessment.

  ❝   was   that   supposed   to   be   a   confession   ?   ❞   albeit   harsh   ,   the   mundanite   cannot   suppress   the   opinion   he   upholds   ,   when   it   involves   candour.   the   verity   of   his   statement   —   should   be   with   clarity   ,   to   the   extent   that   there   is   no   room   for   confusion.   this   is   what   his   question   ,   posited   to   the   seraphim   ,   conveys.

  he   treats   it   as   so   ,   following   his   solemn   sigh.   stemming   from   a   place   of   inner   turmoil   ,   as   opposed   to   sunday's   preconceived   views.   ❝   it   is   these   ❛   feelings   ❜   that   have   toppled   countless   historical   figures   ,   those   in   power   —   like   yourself   and   those   among   the   common   —   folk.   they   matter   ,   sunday   ,   because   if   you   attempt   to   ignore   them   ,   they   will   return   mercilessly   and   in   tenfold.   your   judgement   will   be   impaired   ,   and   you   will   bite   the   bullet   when   you   decide   to   do   something   exceedingly   foolish.   that   is   ,   supposing   you   do   possess   them.   ❞

  he   has   no   doubt   ,   that   penacony’s   ruler   is   aware   of   this.   but   ,   it   is   his   role   as   a   scholar   ,   to   answer   questions   that   demand   seeds   of   knowledge.   to   bloom   an   understanding   within   ,   and   nurture   in   the   actions   that   follow.

  though   ,   the   real   problem   hangs   in   the   air   —   lingering   over   the   pair.   draping   over   regalia   until   it   permeates   and   sticks   like   a   hot   stench.

  you   don’t   feel   the   same   way   about   me.

  treading   carefully   ,   is   essential   here.   for   both   himself   and   for   the   awaiting   halovian.

  exhaling   ,   his   wisps   caress   the   wing   of   a   nightingale.   ❝   your   accusation   is   evidentially   lacking.   i   have   to   wonder   ,   what   brought   you   to   this   conclusion.   enlighten   me   ,   but   before   you   do   ,   let   me   say   ,   how   you   answer   might   determine   whether   your   belief   is   truth   or   fiction.   ❞   a   thinly   veiled   challenge   ,   perhaps.   but   who   is   he   to   plate   his   heart   so   openly   ,   when   he   has   cultivated   it   to   beat   as   if   it   were   merely   machinery.

#* ✦ 𝐈𝐈. ❮ asks ❯ ⸻ ❝ #* ✦ 𝐕𝐈. ❮ muses ❯ ⸻ ❝ 「 veritas ratio 」 #* ✦ oneireth #* ✦ oneireth | sunday #why do they always stall smh #just say you like each other and move on #penacony is falling apart and you're here pining like shakespearean tragic figures #feelings really are complicated

[gemkun]

@tavustlik said : a menace stalks these spacious halls tonight. regardless of the good doctor's availability, preoccupied with work or enjoying a moment's respite, aventurine's plans would definitely not align. what's worse is it's a surprise visit. sights set on his desired target, the stoneheart emits a vibrant flash of luminosity that rivals the sun, light flittering in gilded sparkles and cutting through shadowed corridors before all that remains is the dull thrum of blue from his chest. humming an amused chuckle at this game of cat and mouse, aventurine lunges with the graceful precision of a figure skater that never quite touches the tiled floor. " hey, doc ! " he exclaims as hands already find their mark. hoisting ratio up into the waiting arms of an entity twice ratio's size, ever mindful of aurelian clawtips lest the tearing of cloth or flesh earn him an earful, he doesn't stop nor does he slow down. familiar voice rings with the melodic tones of distortion, echoing beneath decorated mask. aventurine proceeds out and into the moonlit courtyard, basking wordlessly in the cool evening air for but a moment. " seems like i caught you, " he punctuates with a chuckle. a waste of energy, perhaps, but not when it came to personal amusement. feet hovering above the ground, cloth and hair fluttering quietly with the presence of power that disturbs grass and flowers without seeking to damage, aventurine nudges the front of his mask gently in a 'kiss' to ratio's temple. " impressive, right ? isn't it nice to be the one getting picked up this time ? " ever grateful that ratio couldn't see the grin hidden beneath adorned visor, he certainly didn't express any effort to hide it from the tone of his voice. oh, he was proud of this victory.

      ⸻       time   and   time   again   ,   the   laws   of   physics   are   broken.   though   ,   what   is   often   neglected   ,   are   the   factors   participating   in   this   obliteration   of   what   should   have   otherwise   been   an   unflinching   commandment   —   an   overarching   principle   that   bridged   the   theoretical   with   the   natural   world.   and   yet   ,   unintentionally   ,   the   most   unexpected   characters   appear   to   sway   its   unyielding   rule.

  that   ,   or   his   previously   engrossed   state   ,   had   caused   a   lapse   ,   stealing   his   realisation   pertaining   to   a   series   of   events   that   had   suddenly   occurred.

  furrowed   brows   knit   ,   narrowing   annoyance   that   flits   to   the   gaudier   —   than   —   usual   gambler.   it   is   no   mystery   ,   to   recognise   the   blessing   bestowed   to   one   of   the   ten   stonehearts   ,   especially   to   a   studious   eye.   to   use   his   powers   on   something   so   trivial   .   .   .   it   is   deserving   of   a   lengthy   scolding.   and   their   trip   (   or   rather   the   duration   it   takes   to   escort   him   )   ,   provides   the   minutes   to   unleash   an   impromptu   lecture.

  ❝   what   you   call   ❛   impressive   ❜   ,   i   would   call   hare   —   brained.   ❞   risposte   flings   ,   with   a   noticeable   absence   of   an   answer   to   his   following   rhetoric.   but   silence   ,   is   in   itself   ,   a   hypophora.   considering   the   faint   rouge   that   dusts   sculpted   demeanour.   still   ,   that   didn’t   confirm   nor   deny   whether   the   source   was   ,   in   fact   ,   the   mask   that   pressed   into   flesh.   leaving   a   reddened   print   ,   as   a   result   of   force   rather   than   physiology.

  insignificant   ,   is   this   to   the   scholar   ,   regardless   if   the   elite   decided   to   tease   and   prod   the   subtle   flush.   instead   ,   he   is   attuned   to   the   covering   that   veils   his   profile   from   those   who   pry.   coaxing   him   to   trace   fanciful   details   with   analytical   gaze.   where   then   ,   hands   hoist   ,   to   shift   from   the   world   of   visualisation   to   the   tangible.   and   whorls   leave   unique   imprints   ,   along   the   edges   of   his   mask.    

  until   they   shift   to   hook   ,   beckoning   that   which   conceals   him   ,   to   reveal   the   identity   of   his   abductor.   ❝   you   should   know   by   now   ,   that   i   prefer   to   have   both   feet   on   solid   ground.   perilously   dangling   above   ,   is   more   suited   to   you.   ❞   and   with   kind   beseech   ,   he   clasps   the   disguise   ,   peeling   away   the   barrier.

  ah   ,   there   you   are.   my   captor.

  ❝   much   better.   ❞   oh   ,   but   there   must   be   a   logical   reason   behind   this   decision   ,   no   ?   he   has   one   in   mind   :   a   half   —   truth.   but   a   truth   ,   nonetheless.   ❝   it   appears   your   transformation   requires   further   calibration.   your   discordant   speech   was   an   impediment   to   my   ears.   ❞

#* ✦ 𝐈𝐈. ❮ asks ❯ ⸻ ❝ #* ✦ 𝐕𝐈. ❮ muses ❯ ⸻ ❝ 「 veritas ratio 」 #* ✦ tavustlik #* ✦ tavustlik | aventurine #this could have been cute but science overruled #he is still being held it's not like he demanded to be put down #is that saying something #perhaps #is he bridal carrying him i will perish on the spot

[gemkun]

@protcg said : throws a towel at him .

      ⸻       suspended   ,   snatched   cloth   hangs   from   a   loose   grasp   ,   cloaking   a   segment   of   himself   —   hidden   to   the   nameless.   ❝   as   appreciative   as   i   am   towards   your   donation   of   linen   ,   i   have   no   need   for   more.   ❞   flicking   fabric   ,   he   returns   the   material   ,   tossed   to   fall   over   a   head.   ❝   besides   ,   the   texture   is   far   too   coarse.   ❞

#* ✦ 𝐈𝐈. ❮ asks ❯ ⸻ ❝ #* ✦ 𝐕𝐈. ❮ muses ❯ ⸻ ❝ 「 veritas ratio 」 #* ✦ protcg #* ✦ protcg | stelle #he might be naked idk depends on the time of day #i am about to take a shower #consider it projecting

[gemkun]

Doctor Doctor ~

#* ✦ 𝐕𝐈. ❮ muses ❯ ⸻ ❝ 「 veritas ratio 」 #* ✦ 𝐕𝐈𝐈𝐈. ❮ visage ❯ ⸻ ❝ #this is stunning #op thank you for this blessing

[gemkun]

to all my chuuyas out there . . . i hope you stepped on a lego ♡

#* ✦ 𝐈. ❮ ooc ❯ ⸻ ❝ #happy birthday chibi #you've grown a total of 0 inches #and your braincells have depleted by 100 #hope those fangs are still glued on #time to go blow up another one of your cars #maybe your bed

[gemkun]

talking to @tavustlik about aven and his jewellery choice and i got hit with a “ arent sapphires like seen as symbols of truth and good health and guardianship ” so like the studious gem i am i had to google this immediately for confirmation and :

“ sapphires are meant to represent intelligence , education and the ability to make wise and good choices. the sapphire was seen this way even back in the ancient times because the ancient greeks used to wear this stone to attain wisdom. ”

this gay ass . . .

#* ✦ 𝐈𝐕. ❮ isms ❯ ⸻ ❝ #* ✦ 𝐕𝐈. ❮ muses ❯ ⸻ ❝ 「 veritas ratio 」 #* ✦ tavustlik #wearing the symbol of his husband on his wrist #i see you #not to mention they’re worth two rolls royces #if i was as rich as aven id probably wear a lavish amount of jewels too #anyways this revelation has made me ill #now i head to work with gay thots

[gemkun]

“ sex ? more like solve for x ”

#* ✦ 𝐈. ❮ ooc ❯ ⸻ ❝ #it’s still sunday #wait no it’s not but it is for some of you #tag your muse that this applies to #i’m so tired i’m actually going to sleep now #but i had to post this before i eeped #ratio says this #im kidding #or am i

[gemkun]

@defiedlife said : [ FORTY-FOUR ] : “ i don’t know what about this scares you so much. ” — Aven @ Ratio ↬ * [  DIALOGUE PROMPTS  ] :  feelings are complicated. 

      ⸻       glowering   past   documents   ,   wine   carves   to   the   director   —   responsible   for   these   abhorrent   outlines.   his   gaze   alone   ,   should   communicate   the   opinion   he   possesses   ,   towards   the   elaborate   ,   yet   ,   appalling   scheme   ,   but   it   appears   someone   wishes   to   play   the   fool.

  with   a   flick   of   a   wrist   ,   pages   straighten   ,   enabling   the   scholar   to   return   proposals   to   their   respective   desk   ,   in   a   neat   pile.   unveiling   his   disposition   for   the   strategist   to   see   in   all   its   glamour.   one   that   bores   ,   piercing   past   a   sculpted   character   ,   in   search   of   the   truth.   locked   behind   the   namesake   of   one   of   the   suits   in   his   deck   of   cards.

  ❝   you   don’t   know   ?   ❞   he   echoes.   intending   on   omitting   personal   factors   ,   his   attempt   falls   short   ,   and   irritation   broadcasts   in   his   gritted   question.   though   ,   how   can   he   steel   himself   ,   when   the   method   is   so   .   .   .   utterly   ,   outrageous.   it   is   equivalent   to   putting   himself   in   the   line   of   fire   (   as   he   already   so   imprudently   did   )   ,   no   —   it   is   a   suicide   mission.

  quite   literally.

  leaning   ,   his   fist   cushions   into   the   papers.   having   willed   himself   —   deterring   from   colliding   against   them   instead.   ❝   to   expect   me   to   go   ahead   with   this   .   .   .   gamble.   ❞   perhaps   ,   physically   ,   he   exercises   restraint   ,   but   when   it   comes   to   his   intonation   ,   he   is   anything   but   the   picture   of   serenity.   ❝   even   for   you   ,   this   is   unreasonable.   ❞   digits   splay   then   ,   pressing   to   material   beneath   before   he   alights   ,   with   only   one   idea   in   mind   :   to   dissuade   his   stubborn   partner.

  he   stalks   to   him   ,   on   instinct   ,   until   he   stands   and   towers.   but   not   to   intimidate.

  never   to   intimidate.

  ❝   there   must   be   another   way   —   we   still   have   approximately   seven   system   hours   to   construct   a   new   plan.   what   other   strategies   did   you   discuss   with   the   others   ?   tell   me   ,   i   may   be   able   to   piece   together   something.   ❞   narrowed   ,   he   drills   his   stance   into   dual   —   toned   irises.   past   the   accessories   that   sit   on   the   bridge   of   his   nose   ,   framing   the   man   with   his   foot   in   death’s   door.   ❝   you   had   best   comply   ,   or   else   you   will   be   conducting   this   task   alone.   ❞

#* ✦ 𝐈𝐈. ❮ asks ❯ ⸻ ❝ #* ✦ 𝐕𝐈. ❮ muses ❯ ⸻ ❝ 「 veritas ratio 」 #* ✦ defiedlife #* ✦ defiedlife | aventurine #ive always wondered if veritas just straight up agreed to the plan before penacony or not #but i think its unlike him to just go yeah sure lets do it #his stance although subtle is kind of clear especially with how often he checks on aven #like if there had been any other way he would've done exactly that #instead of escorting his partner to his last supper

[gemkun]

@deathsmaidens said : dead end. there's nowhere left to run; the sender has cornered you at last. + ratio me thinks ↬ ⭒˚｡🖁‧₊˚ 〖 down these mean streets . . . 〗

      ⸻       all   plans   have   their   setbacks.   some   greater   than   others.   the   ones   that   had   been   executed   in   penacony   ,   well   .   .   .   the   ramifications   are   telling   when   he   has   spent   countless   hours   evading   wrathful   individuals   ,   demanding   answers   to   his   role   behind   the   victim’s   demise.

  unlike   the   afflicted   ,   the   scholar   is   not   so   fortunate   when   it   comes   to   luck.   and   his   elusive   streak   winds   to   an   end   as   she   approaches.   clicking   heels   that   ring   in   their   signature   stalk.   akin   to   the   beat   of   a   timpani   ,   resonating   down   the   alleyway.

  he   exhales   ,   sending   wisps   that   curl   before   the   mundanite.   ❝   ever   irrational   ,   aren’t   we   ?   ❞   rhetorical   ,   of   course.   rationality   was   not   present   in   a   single   bone   that   framed   mitternacht’s   hostess.   ❝   well   ,   what   are   you   waiting   for   ?   make   haste.   or   is   it   ,   that   perhaps   you   have   realised   ,   nothing   will   come   out   of   unleashing   your   pointless   anger.   ❞

  eyes   flit   then   ,   darting   to   the   maiden   who   wears   a   threat   on   her   sleeve   —   by   the   heart   that   bleeds.   gleaming   ,   it   is   as   if   he   conveys   a   warning   ,   cautioning   her   to   think   before   she   acts.   despite   the   dilemma   being   one   bound   to   illogical   means.

  but   it   is   her   curse   ,   for   tossing   emotions   into   the   mix   of   business.

  ❝   no   matter   what   you   do   ,   it   will   not   bring   him   back.   ❞

#* ✦ 𝐈𝐈. ❮ asks ❯ ⸻ ❝ #* ✦ 𝐕𝐈. ❮ muses ❯ ⸻ ❝ 「 veritas ratio 」 #* ✦ deathsmaidens #* ✦ deathsmaidens | milou mingate #hi esther please don't come for me #i just saw the prompt and was like oh it's gotta be anger related right #and one thing led to another #so here we are #at the precipice #if you stab him he won't blame you