#cen

Oc ref- his name is Century but I mainly call him Cen

He’s infected with a cybernetic virus that turns you into a robotic bug hybrid yippee!!

His world is like a more chaotic, more violent liminal space. One day he just sorta woke up, already bug-ified with no memory whatsoever.

cen and rigel but they are inklings

done

yes i know the hands look werid but idc im too tired to fix it

durrr

Mulling over that thought, I've realised that's why I isolate so much. Because if my (kid) emotions were going to be ignored or dismissed anyway, why would I stay around that? I'm becoming painfully aware of just how much I had to be my own adult while growing up.

didn’t understand love

oh i thought life was a game

always trying for another

one more score one more answer

why is everyone yelling

oh i must drift away

peony, anemone

oh sweet beauty

what is happening

when we meet at the sea

and the waves of your voice

they lap against me

my pain it leaves

my mind she finds peace

oh my honey

i love it when you run

your fingers along me

as i rest on your thigh

my head and my mind

to me they provide

and show to the world

with endless pride

you as an answer

you as a meaning

oh sweet siren love

as you wail, heaven made

the alarm it calls rán in

and when you’re caught in her net

but not chanting your ditty

rán will reel you to safety

for this siren can’t drown

that’d be but a pity

to lose another tether

to this plane

for with you free in the sea

my moorings are plenty

the storms oh they’re kept at bay

so i ask you my love

can i sail beside you?

and together

stay free