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moonsaver · 2 months
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Thinking ab Yan!Dr. Ratio in arranged marriage.. in whichever setting, I dont know
He doesn't like the idea of it at all. He opposes it until he can't. It would have to be a painstakingly limiting situation for him to even marry anyone, especially someone that's arranged.
When it comes to actually talking with him and setting out boundaries – he's not interested at all. He doesn't want to know you, he doesn't care, and he thinks it most likely won't change, and he'll remain uninterested..
If it weren't for the fact he's so damn touch starved.
He finds out by a lazy morning in the kitchen, your hands accidentally brushing each others as both of you carry on your routines in your own world. He doesn't realise ‐its just a brief feeling of nice. And his hand subconsciously tilts a bit to touch yours again, to emptiness. Your hand already moved away. And Aeons, he just can't get the feeling out of his head. He loved that brief moment where you both touched and he hates it.
And neither of you actually realises just how clingy he is, because he builds up to it so slowly. He pulls you along to some of his lectures, and sometimes you protest. He grabs your hand, and secretly relishes just how good the contact feels. He says there's something on your face with an annoyed tone, and brushes it off, his fingers lingering near your lips a little longer than they should. Whenever you walk by him, your scent practically intoxicates him, his head whips up from whichever book he fancied that day just to find the source of the scent, which he knows deep down, very well, it has always been you.
And it infuriates him. You have such a grip on him that it drives him up a wall.
And Aeons, he loves the feeling so so much.
He forces you to take a bath with him, telling you to keep the bathrobe on if you want to but it is a must that you join him. He tells you to move closer with a stern voice, impatience bubbling inside of him, all covered up with his signature scowl. The water sloshes as you move and his hand almost eagerly snakes around your waist, holding you snug against him. He fills the noise by asking you all sorts of things, calling you an idiot, and going on a ramble about some or the other complicated topic, trying so hard to not just hold you and bite into your shoulder, arm, neck, wherever his eyes can see your skin. You're practically driving him feral.
Oh dear, he swears he doesn't care about you. He cares even less about your personal life and whatever daily affairs you carry on. It's none of his business and he doesn't want it. But seeing you talk and become so chummy with another man boils a kind of anger he's never experienced before. As if to prove him wrong, Veritas tells you to sleep beside him at night, not answering your "why"s and shutting you up in an instant with something or the other. The summer heat is bad, but it's even worse with Veritas practically sticking himself to you, the direct skin-to-skin contact creating an absurd amount of sweat and humidity under the covers. His arms just tighten their grip around you if you ask him to get off. He won't. He needs to prove to himself, that bumbling buffoon won't ever get as close to you as he can. He will make sure of it.
And suddenly, he starts presenting just how possessive he is behind doors. He always keeps an eye on what you're up to from behind you, telling you to stop overthinking and to just come to him, that it'll take you months to understand this concept, and to just let him help you instead. Who else would tolerate you as well as him? Just let his hand keep it's deathly grip on your thigh, or arm, maybe even your waist. Its a fair exchange, and he's being generous, when it really comes down to it. Ugh, you're testing his patience too much. Just.. let him shut you up with a harsh kiss, don't ask, and let him continue. Keep listening, or he'll test you, and he won't go easy on you if you get those questions wrong. He has a lot of pent up frustration about you, anyway. You'll only give him a reason to take it out on you.
Don't bother going outside. Just invite your friends here, instead. You'll waste more than half your break-time just travelling alone. Maybe your idiot friends can join in on the study sessions, so Veritas knows what kind of people you enjoy surrounding yourself with. Of course, he isn't amused at all. Idiots, the lot of them. Is this who entertains you? He scoffs. Perhaps letting you talk to them in the first place was a mistake. Yes, of course.. just talk to him, instead. He's much better than them. You'll only waste your time around them.
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mystikmisfit · 2 months
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some more doodles >:-) hello new friends!
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aetheraeons · 1 year
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Child of slaughter. [x]
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Reblogs appreciated!! this piece is a couple months old but i put a lot of effort into it :)
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sleepyowlwrites · 2 months
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I have things I need to do but in order to do them my brain trains have to be on schedule and they're being very bad about it
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moonink-y · 11 months
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"I kneel into a dream where I am good & loved."
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drippingmoon · 1 year
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Copper is a conductive metal-
Moonink you beautiful creature
Side note moonink is a recognized word in my phone
From time to time, I do get my lightbulb-over-my-head moments, glad you liked that one🤭🥰👌
That feels like having the spare key to a friend's apartment for emergencies🥺❤
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ghostbur-archive · 10 months
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stargazersketched · 5 years
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A dark full moon, with the night sky printed onto the moon instead of around it.
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tattooist-wonseok · 5 years
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. ▫️ Pastel color moon 🌛 ▫️(use design freely) #illust #tattoo #tattoodesign #tattooistwonseok #tattooist #fullmoon #moontattoos #moon #moondesign #moontattoo #watercolortattoo #koreatattoo #colormoon #moonink #타투디자인 #달타투 #tattooart #타투이스트 #대학로타투 #타투이스트원석 #pasteltattoo #일러스트 #fullmoontattoo #컬러타투 #seoultattoo #홍대타투 #달도안 #유카케어밤 #타투 #tinytattoo(대학로/혜화에서) https://www.instagram.com/p/BrDcu0_AOEy/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=eyksuniwsae8
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moonsaver · 3 months
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Finished penacony. Sunday. Oh dear oh dear.
Yan!Sunday who seems obsessively off with you for the early start of something like a relationship. Calm, but underlying warning tones. One wrong word and you might tip him off too much. You've learned one way to decode his emotions are his wings. They tense up whenever you mention something.. unpleasant. Its a warning. You cut yourself off in the middle of your sentence. The silence passes, and his wings relax. He turns to you with a calm smile on his face. You barely squeezed through, this time.
Yan!Sunday who's just a bit delusional. He deludes himself into thinking about righteousness, and you're some sort of reward for him, for him to keep, and shelter, and nurture, like a christmas gift pet, but something more tender. Tender like a bruise, anyway.
Yan!Sunday, who seems.. to be slipping indisputably. In the corners of your eyes, in private, where he meticulously plans everything, every second where you breathe. He helps you dress and laces up your clothing just as he normally does, but huffs, and insists on doing it again. The first few times, he redid it only twice. His frustration would bleed through his fingers the more things proceeded in time, tightening the lace so much, your limbs almost went blue. He apologizes through gritted teeth, and you forgive him. It doesn't help the fact he practically suffocates you with the way he kisses you, though. His lips land on yours a bit too harshly, and you wonder if he actually hates you. Those thoughts dissipate when he relaxes more into it, though.
Yan!Sunday, who stares at you unblinking, waiting for you in the dreamscape, in the reverie, anywhere. Robin's.. departure has put him under more strain, so just for his sake.. ignore the way he tightly grips your arm, fearing it'll snap.
Yan!Sunday – you can't leave his watchful gaze. The last time you did it, he practically forced you to walk through the real dreamscape, deathly shivering as the atmosphere almost froze you, being forced to walk through unyieldingly harsh and twisted paths, doors never staying in the same place, being forced to use rough traversing methods, the dizziness of the memoria almost feverish. He waits for you at the end, a much gentler version of him. You fall into his arms, sobbing and weeping, and for once he handles you with care. Gently wiping your tears, stroking your hair, his hand guiding the back of your head to his shoulder, burying your nose into the crook of his neck. You notice just how much more warmer he feels in the dreamscape, not just due to the cold atmosphere. His wings gently flutter on your face. Let's leave now, he says. I trust you've learnt, my dear.
Yan!Sunday, who decides that maybe keeping you in the alternate dreamscape, Golden Hour, would be much more preferable. He seethes watching you be eyed by everyone – officials, businessmen, representatives, whoever it may be. He gently lulls you into the dream fluid, kissing your hands, up to your arms, neck, til your cheek, until you finally fall asleep. He places you down and gets to work in a second. When you panic, not being able to wake up, he's right beside you in a heartbeat, telling you there's just been a slight error.
Yan!Sunday, who would even go as far as to construct an entirely new dream for you and you alone. No one would be allowed to visit except him. He tells you it's for the better. Everyone lies in Penacony. Stay put and let him take care of this. Let him take care of you. Of everything. You dont miss the way his hands harden their grip around your waist. His gaze settles gently on yours. It's a harsh contrast to his eerily peering one, in reality. If you even remember what it's like being there, of course.
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mystikmisfit · 22 days
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🧚🏼☁️
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aetheraeons · 6 months
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The Necromancer
ART TAG | COMMISSIONS OPEN | ASKS WELCOME
aka Geoffrey the Wizard from the friday game I play in
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sleepyowlwrites · 3 months
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Moonink is my favorite
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moonink-y · 2 years
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Day 12 - Clown
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drippingmoon · 10 months
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Hi moonink
If your ocs were rooms in a house, which room would they each be and why? (This can be a very unusual house, I don't care)
Hey, Sleepy, hope you're doing great!🥰❤ going to answer for Aberration bc I need to get my brain away from 'quiv (and do you know how this question got my brain going?? Love you so much for coming up with it and sharing it with me); here's the mains for both crews, past and present:
(the dog tags are the military not the pet kind)
Madigan -- an inviting, spacious living room; you'd lose yourself in restful bliss there, but you'd forget all about it, so unremarkable it is. Nothing personal in it (except for a cabin with dog tags he has yet to return), nothing of Madigan himself, and a door leading to a balcony over a still ocean (the only thing he can't put away)
Spica -- adjacent living room, but full of memories; commendations and gorgon day photographies, holograms from his parents and hate mail, messy and lived in, and skylights full of longing opening to the universe, in spite of the aberration
Saintlark -- a porch, dead space below, lemon-dotted dice in one corner, roof drooping with strings of dim-burning lights and bottles full of letters. With the first step, it's not hardwood, but corrugated metal from ships mimicking a home; stomach plummets as the porch slightly dips yet nothing ever falls
Holloway -- an attic room, where all the trinkets you could've sworn you'd placed elsewhere turn up, closest to the sky and matches it in gloom because it's trying to rob even the night's pockets
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7xwc · 3 years
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✨ Hi there ✨
f1 fanart: @f1doodle
art blog: @moonink-y
if you wanna see me post nonsense go to @spideysatan
✨ Bye there ✨
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