“You remember,” the figure said. Its voice wasn’t sound. It was weight. “Even if you do not want to. You were built to.”
^^^from Diagnosis: Divinity by TokenStraightMan
Pretty sure that accidentally astral projecting your way out of giving someone therapy is a bad sign for your job satisfaction :/
I love this fic’s vibes, the mysterious bits are done so well!! The fact that Rung is just So Oblivious makes it even better! I was just sitting there in the last section thinking “Get smote idiot” (Smite? Smited? Smitten? Not that)
Anyhow! I really wanted to practice backgrounds with the Immaculate Vibes in the fic and the art kind of spiraled from there, so thank you for the inspiration!













