🍏: The mood to smut strikes.

🍏: I went in on this. There are warnings, but this is a past event also.

🍏: I went in on this. There are warnings, but this is a past event also.

The Darker Paths treaded...

"Where exactly are you looking, [Reader]~?"

𝒜 𝑀𝑒𝓂𝑜𝓇𝓎 𝑜𝒻 𝐻𝑜𝓂𝑒. 𝘈 𝘙𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘗𝘶𝘴𝘩 𝘖𝘯.

🍏: Instead of taking pictures I'm going to write something for y'all.

🍏: I probably should take some pics today before maintenance kicks in but I currently don't feel like it. If I had Wednesday off? Sure. I should probably do more couples shots (also to the people who received couples shots from me, by all means feel free to post them.)

Typically this is what he looks like when you compliment him or fluster him, do with that information what you will.

The younger days versus current days.

The look before a Viera based disaster strikes.

The look before a Viera based disaster strikes.

🍏: Remember how often Silas talks about his hair not always being the color it was–

The younger days versus current days.

Typically this is what he looks like when you compliment him or fluster him, do with that information what you will.

🍏: > "You have made 231,199 gil off of selling two items" The fuck did I sell?

He wanted to look good for a night out, how is it?

He wanted to look good for a night out, how is it?

🍏: Since I start working on Wednesday next week, I definitely gotta work on my backlogs Sunday through Tuesday.

'You are a beast in man's clothing'. 'Do not speak to that monster'. 'Mere restraints will not contain that savage champion'. {He isn't a Monster!} ...Words that Silas has heard all throughout his journey, three truths and a lie. The lie? That he wasn't a Monster. In fact, he embraced his–

🍏: The canon of Silas having forced himself to be happy for 58 years hits a little too hard (I say 58 cause the 59th and 60th is when I started meeting you all.)

The dreams returned, Silas stands in front of the window and looks out upon the garden, his eyes narrowed a bit as he rolled his shoulders. His scarred frame taking in the cool air as he sighed. "I was...28 when I did that, wasn't I? It was so long ago..."

@amourchaton.bsky.social Clicking his tongue to call the Kitty.

🍏: Can't do full replies yet, Friday is nuts.

@saetalemiscus.bsky.social Little garden visitor.

🍏: And now I'm at work, so see y'all later. o/

🍏: Sometimes some Bunny Serotonin is all you need.

🍏: I do hope my random bunny reposts make you all smile especially on your worst of days.

...Do these really fit him? He feels like he's too...Mayhaps underwhelming for these clothes.

Training for the Heavyweight Title.

He thought it was funny given how those around him act~.

🍏: Oh wait scratch what I just said, y'all wanna see what Silas did after his home burned? There's a reason he hasn't mentioned it before, and I LOVE doing historical Solos for my Bun.

Has actively stopped writing to play with Kedgra as the Shadow Bunny lays against his stomach, smiling after the fact as he thinks about how the two of them have been partners for so long. "Kedgra...Who even were you when you were alive?" The bunny doesn't answer, simply enjoys the peace.

🍏: I think I know what I'll do with Silas next, I never quite elaborated on who Kedgra was before becoming his Voidsent.

[Petting a little Shadow Bunny while he pens some details in his logs about Aetheric reactions on flora.]

🍏: Let's try that again: I need to start making backlogs every weekend.

𝒜 𝑀𝑒𝓂𝑜𝓇𝓎 𝑜𝒻 𝐻𝑜𝓂𝑒. 𝘈 𝘙𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘗𝘶𝘴𝘩 𝘖𝘯.

[You ssssshouldn't push yoursssself.] A swing of his fist at a boulder, and slammed into the surface before it began cracking and shattered after the fact. "I can't afford that, Kedgra." [Yesssss, you can. /Little Bun/.] Ears up! "Hey!" [Made you sssstop~.]