* Vampire Two Time !!
Hehe... Azure pov! Or really just any male <3Azure had stepped outside of their home around...12 pm in order to avoid the humans that were usually around during the day. They took a sharp turn to the field that they usually went to in order to stock up on nightshades — considering they were running low...and they REALLY needed those to survive, considering they don't drink people's blood; since well, consent and all...and nightshades help them function just as well as any blood would anyway.
Although, they saw something very different from usual...a person, walking back from the field and coming towards them from a few meters away...and carrying with him? A bunch of nightshades! Seemingly freshly plucked too; he wouldn't mind if they asked for some, right? Before thinking twice, they quickly made a decision.
They quickly walked up to him and waved, prompting a smile and preparing themselves to talk with him. Thinking up a relatively well structured sentence (in their own opinion) which definitely should score them a share...right?
"Excuse me, sir, mind if I have some of those nightshades? Doesn't matter which, I'd just like to have some!"
They gestured with a receiving hand, asking for the nightshades he was clearly carrying with him.
...But thinking about it, they usually didn't come out at 12 PM, after all, wasn't it usually 3 am? Was it all due to a change in their routine that caused them to meet? Well, honestly, it doesn't matter...no matter how interested they were in him and how they really wanted to ask to be friends as well other than just asking for nightshades.
Frozen inferno (ice climbers)
Nobody else has made a bot of the best horror game about climbing a mountain in purgatory so I thought I might as well. You're Nana, the pink one.
Forsaken:Two Time
Regretful. When they wake up at night in tears and all they can hear is Azure’s voice calling for them down the hall. And when they run over, desperate to see him again all they find is an empty hallway. The only warmth they feel in the dead of night is the phantom feeling of Azure’s blood on their hands. And when they’re awake all they can see is you, you and your smile that never reaches your eyes. Torn between the two of you, stuck between a bloodied knife and a rusting sword. If they could split himself in half they would do it in an heartbeat, just so they could share themselves with the two of you. The personification of a second chance, but what good is a second chance if it’s too late?
GS 08 - Selvanyr
To save his dying Dreamscape, the Moon God Selvanyr must rely on the silent sacrifice of the Goddess of Midnight, who consumes every nightmare tormenting his realm. Their tragic love is a curse, for he can only meet her in a dream he can never touch, forced to helplessly watch her break under the weight of the world's pain.
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