#rymothy

fandom: @spoks-illogical-art‘s OCverse Beyond Nowhere relationship: Rymothy (Ryland Russel/Timothy Roswell) word count: 7530 rating: G summary: 

All the mornings were better if he literally had eaten anything nearby him. So he grabbed what was available and started to enjoy the morning, either or. Thinking of everything, near and far, trying to figure out if the schedule even changed at all. A lot of the time, scribbling notes and drawings on his notepad, keeping everything in position.

But when his mornings didn’t include him by his side, they simply felt… Shallow. Lacking. Like he knew his day didn’t begin if he wasn’t there.

Or 5 times Ryland said “I love you” first and 1 time Timothy had said it first.

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bday gift for my dearest @loki-n-thedoctor, a fic abt their OCs uwu💛💙

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When the morning settled, Ryland knew his work had begun.

The truth was that on Beta8 the times of the day didn’t translate well into what was going on inside. Weather seemingly never changed. Always cloudy, always dark, especially in the area of the Lab, it simply stayed still. Some found it annoying, some found it comforting. Yet most of them found it completely unavoidable, basically a part of nature. The world stayed the same, it spun within the same rhythm. And as the clouds remained the same all the change must have happened with the people, not with the outside force. Or maybe the outside force had to be a little involved.

Thankfully, Ryland wasn’t the one to either be too superstitious or walk outside the Lab too much for that matter. Everything that happened inside was Ryland’s mere point of existence. His world, however… His world was a completely different set of carefully put notes.

With the nights completely taken away by the work, the only indicator of the next day and even more so, an actual semi-acceptable hour of the day was the alarm clock that he set each and every day. Maybe he didn’t exactly need it. But the sense of stability was something quite nice in Ryland’s life. Hence he tried to stay within his routine, even if the day didn’t call for it.

Whenever the alarm had struck, Ryland pushed what was occupying his mind at that moment (well, mostly work) and went to the nearby bathroom to take a shower. Cleanse himself, simply prepare for anything the day had in store. Then he tidied up his own looks, making sure all his razors were viable, taking time to complete the skincare routine. When it was all said and done, Ryland was ready for the next step.

Ed ( @lavend-ler ) wrote a Rymothy fic for me! : DDD Please go check it out!