do you wanna see how far it goes?

ꜢꜢ ♯ “ believe that though we never eat, we still know how to feed, we still know how to bleed . ” ↯

... alright, time to make a blog and hope the wrong people don't find me.

↝ ❫❫ who are you? ◈ - didn't know we were asking stupid questions. you probably know who i am. not the real guy, though, obviously, do you think he'd be posting on tumblr dot com? - i'm fictionkin. strictly from fiction. none of my memories are anywhere close to real or possible events. this version of me is far closer to A03 fanfic bullshit. ↝ ❫❫ relevant info ◈ - spiritual kin. - i consider myself canon divergent... but does it really matter when nothing is canon? - i already have all of my canonmates. (except for our fifth, but we've been suspecting it's one of us.) - questionably human. - ftm both behind the screen and in mems. crazy bitch. he/they/it. - i'm okay with being asked about shit, go ahead, just be civil and have common sense. im allowed to not answer you. - i'm also vessel, but that won't be discussed here for obvious reasons, and a supposedly a cultist from the graphic novel.

↝ ❫❫ dni ◈ - anyone that pisses me off. terfs, swerfs, and radqueers can fuck off too.

↝ ❫❫ the collective ◈ Ⅰ. @asacredguardian <- also me Ⅱ. @ataste-of-the-divine Ⅲ. you're here. Ⅳ. @the-whisper-in-my-ear SLEEP. @caught-between-black-n-white

ok i did it again ha ha (:

taking your dumbass to rehearsal

before i joined me and him would have extended conversations and i would vaguely talk about what was on my mind at the time and my issues and he would patiently listen and i swear to the gods. I SWEAR TO THE GODS he was so sweet about it

early on before we were officially "dating" or whatever i had this big fat crush on him and ii but i was always in denial about it. like "huh. i want something like what they have and i like seeing them happy and seeing Them in general and id like to be kissed by ves like that or be close to ii like that but clearly im not in love with them, right?" (probably didn't help that before my memories were erased i was a very repressed homosexual because my fuckass mother) ... and then ves comes along, and he's usually weird to me during performances and i thought nothing of it (except i was definitely into whatever the fuck he had going on) ... and then he playfully kissed me on the forehead onstage and i lost my fucking mind. and i would proceed to keep asking him for kisses after that like a dog begging for treats.

the way i saw him in general was definitely homosexual. like. inherently. he could be so genuinely ethereal and pretty and it does not help that because he was our first i would put him on some sort of pedestal so i thought of him as... an idol of some sort. like look at those wings and that face and tell me that isn't an angel worthy of reverence on his own, holy shit. our "hierarchy" wasn't usually important but there is like. nothing hotter than a pretty boy who is above me okay. and the way he gets when he leans more into the leader archetype has me in a chokehold dear gods