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I have found I have been blacklisted with false rumors and lies about who I am. I’ve decided I will be archiving this blog and moving over to another. I will not be forced out of this fandom, nor will I stand for being treated like some villain.
I will not be sharing my new blog with people. If you find it I don’t care if you want to follow me there you can try to find me.
positivity for rk800isalive : @rk800isalive is my platonic soulmate and I adore them more than anything in the world. Their Connor is not only my foil, my sibling but the only one worth such amazing plotting with. Eme I love you so much and want you to know how adored you are. I am so grateful to call you a friend. We have so many good plots and your aus are my life. The demon au especially is chef kiss. You are my waifu always. Love you babe.
// I don’t like to make negative posts because drama and whatnot doesn’t belong on my blog. When theres a problem, things are better solved in private. But, when I know someone is being consistently put down or seems like they’re being driven out? That’s where I draw the line. Period.
Look, not everyone gets along, I know. There are people I don’t like, and there are people who don’t like me. I don’t dwell on it and I don’t send them any kind of hate about their blog or their characters. I ain’t got the time to worry about what someone else is doing. Block, and move on.
I also don’t like people spying at other people through their friends blogs or just through other people. This community has been nothing but wonderful to me since I started in it, despite the bumps and bruises along the way. If you don’t like the way someone is or their blog, then move on. There is always at least one other person writing that same character, if its a canon anyway. And if you want to send people hate, tell them their blog is terrible or their character is bland, but have no real constructive criticism? Then leave me. Leave them alone, let it be. Everyone has friends, everyone has the people they write with the most, that’s the way social media works. Don’t be rude to people because of it. Just don’t do it.
This has been a broad PSA from a mun who’s been sitting aside for too long.
"It had been wandering around as a puppy so I decided to adopt it. He's been by my side ever since. Until he wandered off again." He smirked. "And don't worry. I promise not to tell."
“He’s very sweet.” He ruffled the dog’s ears chuckling as his face was licked.
“You have a wonderful master. And you’re very kind.” Connor giggled to the dog as the pup licked his face and ran back over to Eli’s side. Whipping off his face he stood up again, “What’s their name?”
"You have been on your own before Hank let you stay?.. I'm glad that you have found your place. I've been stuck in a lab before I had my two feet on the ground." He gives a light squeeze to his hand. "Being here with you makes me feel less lonely."
“I had a small closet sort of room when I was still a machine.” A small blush flush took on his cheeks from Eli’s words.
“Really? I-I’m really no one special. I didn’t do much other then chasing our own people... Had I not met Markus or had Hank in my life then I probably still would have be nothing but a machine. Where do you stay now?”
Greed looked over his lover and saw an unhealthy flush to his face, “I watched you enough to try it. It’s not hard.”
Placing his head gently to Connor’s forehead he didn’t like the temperature change, “Humans shouldn’t be this warm...Are you alright?” He looked worried as his tail wrapped around Connor’s leg.
Connor walked out of his room after sleeping for a full 16 hours, looking like he was still half asleep, or drunk. He scratched his messy hair and walked over to Greed, wrapping his arms around him and smooching his cheek lazily. "Hi."
Greed had been in his cat body most of the day trying not to be nervous as to why his human was sleeping so much. Getting bored walking around as a cat he switched out of that bad to his normal form and was trying to cook. Maybe if he tried to make a meal Connor would wake?
He was so deep into making sure he was making a good meal for his lover he didn’t notice Connor slipping up behind him. A purr came out of him as he realized it was his lover and turned, setting down his knife, to hug him.
“You’re awake!” He peppered Connor’s face in kisses, “I’m making you homemade curry.”