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leave me alone, I'm lonely [text - cw: talk of underage drinking.]
I guess announcing this sort of thing is what you do on here, so
HΓ©ctor Rivera-Adlantis and Neko Adobephotoshop aren't here anymore
Yes I know it's Adomaitis and Nekane, I don't care
[But he'll still make it clear who they are, and stuff. Something something jerk was married to a forgotten guy, being remembered is basic decency or something.]
What I care about is that this means someone else has gotta step up and buy my booze for me
Preferably without the lecture
HΓ©ctor Rivera-Adlantis and Neko Adobephotoshop aren't here anymore
Yes I know it's Adomaitis and Nekane, I don't care
[But he'll still make it clear who they are, and stuff. Something something jerk was married to a forgotten guy, being remembered is basic decency or something.]
What I care about is that this means someone else has gotta step up and buy my booze for me
Preferably without the lecture

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It's not any different than killing fauna for meat, save for being less messy. Spontaneous sentience of pantry vegetables doesn't happen, so far as I'm aware. It was the mandragora royals 'waking' them in the case I investigated.
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The research guys have never tried to ask you about them, have they? They were doing those experiments on birds...
Oh it's not the sentience part that bothers me
Not a fan of being screamed at
Especially when it's attempted murder
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If they somehow forgot all of this, I would simply remind them I am more than capable of channeling lightning aether on a whim, and more than willing to kill anyone threatening my baby.
Oh, the wild flora is what will try to kill you. Cultivated vegetables never will.
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Unless you're allergic
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I'm going to fuck up remembering it sometimes
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Murderbird = Peki
Big Fluff = Seto
Little Fluff = Hythlodaeus
Not to be confused with his namesake, Hythlodaeus, who is not a bird but instead a very tall, pretty man.
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Sorry
Still a long name, though
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When I chose my name I hadn't known it was short for Hemera. I prefer Era.
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If you chose your name then it doesn't have to be short for anything, it's just Era
Fuck hem π
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It was my original name, before my soul was sundered and reborn. The name I bear is Hemera, in memory of her. I go by Era instead, because the person I am is half of who she was.
Names are important.
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Ugh you're ruining all my jokes by being all serious again
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Hem did all she could to try and save her world until her dying breath. She loved her people so fiercely that even the shattered, reborn pieces of her soul followed in her footsteps.
To carry her name is an honour not to be joked about. I just prefer to go by Era, since I'm not Hem.
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Keep up the good work shittalking me to him
You're bumming me out again π
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[ She is absolutely speaking from experience, though her situation was stubbornly rejecting that he actually loved her non-platonically and wanted to be with her.
Sometimes she's still #sus but then he reminds her again.]She was best friends with Solus and they both were in love with each other, though it took millennia for them to realize. She noticed how she felt in the midst of a heated argument, and pulled him down for a kiss so hard that she broke his nose on her face.
[ She assumes hearing about her boyfriend getting his nose busted that way might bum Cliff out a bit less. ]
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Thanks for the heads up at least
[He's rolling his eyes after he starts to read -- more sappy heartfelt bullshit? Love and the universe, probably torn apart by tragedy? But then she does something she's been doing a lot of in this conversation already: she surprises him. Both with the wild, funny turn, and with the fact that she brought the effort.]
Holy shit
I'm realizing I dodged a bullet because my gf could have absolutely broken my nose on accident
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There's always the risk of accidental broken bones with a romantic partner. Especially if one is very bad at dancing. Ardbert broke my foot during our wedding dance and I kept it secret for a few hours so he wouldn't feel bad π
He noticed eventually and carried me around until I was sober enough to throw curing magicks at it
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[As a rowdy redhead, he takes mostly fake offense. Not that he disagrees, either...
-- And then with the dancing, too?! She's doing this on purpose.]
That sounds like a nightmare... I'd hate if that happened to Coco, but if I was in your place instead, id probably do the same
Except for the magic part obvs
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I knew before marrying him that he was shite at dancing. It wasn't the first time he'd broken my foot, but it was the first time he found out lol. I didn't want him to feel bad about it since he really can't help having no sense of rhythm.
That's what partners do, I think. Make them not feel shite over things like that.
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[And hotheaded sometimes.
...He stays quiet on the other part, though, too conflicted to feel confident in any response. On one hand, absolutely! Yes! This makes sense! Protect their feelings! On the other, he sure has made his loved ones pretty upset by trying to hide when he's hurt. Maybe it's just that he didn't do a good enough job.]
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[ She attaches a photo β a selfie β of herself and Hemera pressed cheek-to-cheek in frame. The most eye catching thing is that fiery red hair that makes Cliff's seem brown in comparison.
Aside from the hair (and species), the differences between the two women are miniscule and barely noticeable at this angle. While their skin tones are slightly different they both sport freckles. Their eyes are that same, impossibly bright shade of blue, and their smiles are identical.
Still, there is no denying that her first incarnation was much more vibrant somehow. ]
Your hair and hers are hardly comparable. I had thought your hair a shade of brown.
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