AROACE/PAN GOOD FUTURE

You can call me Iris or Castle of Rats, rat, whatever works for you

Creator or many aus, Celeste’s rings (which is a collection of stories with connected gods), and probably more in the future!

I go by she/they most of the time and AM A MINOR AND ASEXUAL GUYS DONT REQUEST FREAKY STUFF

I can do drawing requests if they involve fandoms I’m in, aus I make, or my ocs, I’ll have a masterlist below the cut of that! Gore/bloody request ARE acceptable but they will have trigger warnings. I also will make comics so if you dub anything on other sites or on this one please use credits!

DNI are in bio

I AM A SELFSHIPPER (i don’t care if u yumeship with any character I yumeship, do what u want!) SO UHH YEAH IF YOU DIG AROUND MY BLOG ENOUGH YOU’LL FIND IT

Masterlist below cut! (will update frequently unless I’m in a special paralysis called ‘bedrotting’ or having a terrible disease called ‘not at home to work on stuff’)

(NOTE: idk where most of these dividers come from but if you find the original owners I’ll find proper credit, sorry for the inconvenience guys)

mostly an rp blog, queerical horror, idk I wanted to try it out

“Great heavens…”

They inhaled sharply, before tilting their head up to meet Rouge.exe’s gaze

“I guess I’ll try a little…”

They managed to get up, wings twitching like a fledgling as their third eye dilated to an anatomically impossible extent. The effects hit them like a truck.

Rouge crossed her arms pridefully, as if she had done a great, heroic deed.

"Pure euphoria in a bunch of crystals! Now as for payment, I'm sure I'll get that later but for now you just gotta feel it!"

She knew the probability of someone like them coming back was pretty damn high.

"If you need more, just contact me at my exestagram or my vesselchat at rougeexe420, hunny. Now I think I gotta have a look at the others up in this place!"

“Great heavens…”

They inhaled sharply, before tilting their head up to meet Rouge.exe’s gaze

“I guess I’ll try a little…”

They managed to get up, wings twitching like a fledgling as their third eye dilated to an anatomically impossible extent. The effects hit them like a truck.

“Great heavens…”

They inhaled sharply, before tilting their head up to meet Rouge.exe’s gaze

“I guess I’ll try a little…”

“Great heavens…”

Goodbye, caterpillar!!!

After some frantic rushing and troubled times, the group has chosen Synapse!!! Reactor was framed, but guessing by the bullets—- it makes sense. So here we go!!!

[The moment the words leave Galama’s mouth, to spill into the ears of those who anxiously await death…]

[Syn is thrown back into a metal chair, flipped back until he’s lying straight down, light from above piercing into his eyes. Galama stands beside the dental chair, flicking through a few sharp objects like deciding something sour on a menu.]

[The scalpel slides through skin like butter, cutting wires as they are slowly replaced with new, more fleshy and flimsy tubes.]

[When half of the outer layer of synthetic flesh and wires are removed, the framework begins. The endoskeleton is replaced with mangled bone and tendons, and very carefully flesh is sewn on. Holes run throughout the flesh, space for veins and arteries, slowly welling up with a thick, blood like substance as soon as they are connected to the body.]

[The flesh weeps and oozes as skin and muscle are sewn on like an art project, the thread straining and occasionally digging into the flesh and tearing.]

[Pinpricks of blood line the seams, the thing in the chair an amalgamation of something pristine and robotic and a disgusting patchwork of human parts.]

They could’ve saved them, couldn’t they? That was their purpose. To protect. To guide. What had they done? Nothing. Nothing to help anyone. Maybe if they’d been faster… if they’d have just managed to see through that pitch black, they could have saved them?

Her voice, at first, has a venomous tinge. But, her posture relaxes… her gaze peers into the singular hole for their third eye.

Their ears pinned back, wings flaring, before sighing and allowing themselves to relax their posture.

Goodbye, caterpillar!!!

After some frantic rushing and troubled times, the group has chosen Synapse!!! Reactor was framed, but guessing by the bullets—- it makes sense. So here we go!!!

[The moment the words leave Galama’s mouth, to spill into the ears of those who anxiously await death…]

[Syn is thrown back into a metal chair, flipped back until he’s lying straight down, light from above piercing into his eyes. Galama stands beside the dental chair, flicking through a few sharp objects like deciding something sour on a menu.]

[The scalpel slides through skin like butter, cutting wires as they are slowly replaced with new, more fleshy and flimsy tubes.]

[When half of the outer layer of synthetic flesh and wires are removed, the framework begins. The endoskeleton is replaced with mangled bone and tendons, and very carefully flesh is sewn on. Holes run throughout the flesh, space for veins and arteries, slowly welling up with a thick, blood like substance as soon as they are connected to the body.]

[The flesh weeps and oozes as skin and muscle are sewn on like an art project, the thread straining and occasionally digging into the flesh and tearing.]

[Pinpricks of blood line the seams, the thing in the chair an amalgamation of something pristine and robotic and a disgusting patchwork of human parts.]

They could’ve saved them, couldn’t they? That was their purpose. To protect. To guide. What had they done? Nothing. Nothing to help anyone. Maybe if they’d been faster… if they’d have just managed to see through that pitch black, they could have saved them?

Good Future frantically inspected the masks of the blailslings, until they finally found NAck.

“Look. I know we JUST met, but I believe you’re connected to me, yes? I—maybe we should find a place? To hide? So you don’t die? I know it’s cowardly, but… I’m not letting an innocent get slaughtered tonight if I can attempt to prevent it.”

- @aroace-pan-goodfuture

ALRIGHTTT!!! LET’S GET THIS MANSION ONN THE ROAD!!! We’ve got a gayme to play!!!

murder murder in my ball… who’s the killer amongst them all…!!!

It’s a murder mystery!!! Someone will be picked as a killer, and will slowly pick all the blailslings off two by two!!!

Two you sayyyy??? Maybe you’ve noticed already—- but there’s a bunch of blailslings going around, righttt??? Welll… each one of you is connected to one!!! So when they’re killed, you die as well. Oooh, consequences!!! But don’t worry!!! After every death, you get a chance to try figure out who-dunnit, and vote them out in a grotesque execution!!! You get them, you win!!! You don’t??? You all die!!!

[ An opportunity. ]

[ An execution. ]

𝐷𝛩 𝛵𝛨𝛴𝛹 𝑆𝛵𝛥𝛹 𝐷𝛴𝛥𝐷?

𝛵𝛨𝛴 𝛣𝐿𝛥𝛪𝐿𝑆𝐿𝛪𝛱𝐺𝑆, 𝛵𝛨𝛥𝛵 𝛪𝑆.

ALRIGHTTT!!! LET’S GET THIS MANSION ONN THE ROAD!!! We’ve got a gayme to play!!!

murder murder in my ball… who’s the killer amongst them all…!!!

It’s a murder mystery!!! Someone will be picked as a killer, and will slowly pick all the blailslings off two by two!!!

Two you sayyyy??? Maybe you’ve noticed already—- but there’s a bunch of blailslings going around, righttt??? Welll… each one of you is connected to one!!! So when they’re killed, you die as well. Oooh, consequences!!! But don’t worry!!! After every death, you get a chance to try figure out who-dunnit, and vote them out in a grotesque execution!!! You get them, you win!!! You don’t??? You all die!!!

[ An opportunity. ]

[ An execution. ]

𝐷𝛩 𝛵𝛨𝛴𝛹 𝑆𝛵𝛥𝛹 𝐷𝛴𝛥𝐷?

𝛵𝛨𝛴 𝛣𝐿𝛥𝛪𝐿𝑆𝐿𝛪𝛱𝐺𝑆, 𝛵𝛨𝛥𝛵 𝛪𝑆.

- @aroace-pan-goodfuture

👅💎👅💎👅💎👅💎👅💎

"I'm a hustler, darling! I put the crystal on the table and receive the crystal in my pocket." Rouge pats her pocket, which has a diamond-shaped bulge.

"Would you like to purchase a piece of sugar? I got a bit more time before I pack up for the day 👅👅👅" She manifests a strange sort of fine white substance in the air, about 7 grams worth, with it hovering next to her.

Others create asymmetrical games, but that’s overused!

New, new!

We need something new!

Metroidvania?

Platformer?

Roguelike?

Psychological horror?

So many unused options!

So many opportunities!

. . .

ねえ、君。 (Hey, you.) そこにいるのは分かってるよ。(I know you’re there.)

画面越しに君が見えるんだ。(I can see you through the screen.)

もっと楽しくしようよ、いいね？(Let’s make this more fun, ok?)

Much, much more.

こんにちは、ラットの城。(Hello, Castle of Rats.)

Others create asymmetrical games, but that’s overused!

New, new!

We need something new!

Metroidvania?

Platformer?

Roguelike?

Psychological horror?

So many unused options!

So many opportunities!

. . .

ねえ、君。 (Hey, you.) そこにいるのは分かってるよ。(I know you’re there.)

画面越しに君が見えるんだ。(I can see you through the screen.)

もっと楽しくしようよ、いいね？(Let’s make this more fun, ok?)