#forgetmenotjill

Hey!

We’re sorry to hear that! But nevertheless it was still great to have you. If ever you want to come back, we’ll accept you with open arms. Until then, take care! And yes, we can definitely do that. c:

To @nadeshikoiroha and @angoraexpert, the dates you got with Jill in the auction will now be with each other! If that is, of course, fine with the both of you.

And as for @gotyams, 38,520G is now yours to collect if you so wish!

Send me a number 1 thru 50 for a word that I’ll use to write either a headcanon, drabble, or starter. Send 🌀 for a random number instead.

19. Fireworks

47. — stars send me a number (if you want) !

thank you for the ask c:

Some nights, they were all he had as he sat up at the cliff and smoked the night away, thinking about everything and nothing at once. He would talk aloud to them, venting his frustrations, doing his own form of the rubber ducky method– repeat code to something/someone to find the error. He never found an easy error to fix, as life is much more complicated than code, but it felt… nice, to let everything out.

Other nights, he felt their judging glares, flinched under the weight of them as his own anxiety ate him from the inside out. He felt he didn’t even have the right to look at them; it was his step-sister who had that relationship with them, not him. It never occurred to him that there were more than enough stars to share between everyone in the whole world, let alone two people.

Sebastian sees them in other places, too, besides the sky. They flash behind his eyelids whenever he rubs his eyes after a long night. They sparkle in his husband’s eyes whenever he gets excited about something. They dance in the air after he takes a particularly hard hit from a monster.

Hey there! That’ll be a debt of 50,000G~