Demolition Lovers

i do not ghost purposely i just have no idea what to say ever

and i have no concept of passage of time

I think Seawatt in parkour civilization is really interesting. I mean immediately with the fabricated memories that already says something about his character. I understand fabricating a memory for the sake of not leaving a gap, but why that specific one? Why make some mass delirium that they all were friends with him? It makes me wonder just how lonely he was. How hard it must have been to be the only to remember how the world had betrayed who he was. Maybe the idea that people cared about him, even if it was all fabricated, felt like a comfort to him.

I also don't think he ever agreed with the parkour villain or the evil champion. He just wanted someone who shared the disdain he had for the people who took away his home. But those people never cared to listen to him. Or take him seriously. He was a tool to them, a disposable one. Evbo on the other hand, despite their differences, listened to Seawatt. Not only this, he watched Evbo choose friendship over everything. Because of how critically different Evbo was to the other people in Seawatt's life, how could he not enjoy the time they had?

tldr: Seawatt is lonely and used too often like a tool due to the vulnerability of losing his home and being the only one to remember in parkour civilization. This lead him to enjoy the change of pace working with Evbo gave him.

this is Seavbo to me

Dont be very woried about me since i deserve all of this

when you finish a fic that was everything you could of hoped for and you click on their user to see that they’ve written dozens of fics for that pairing

writing romance when ur aroace is so funny like i have no clue if what im writing is realistic but im just going with it

the pkciv experience

hell yeah brother

we need to make using chatgpt embarrassing bc sorry it really is. what do you mean you can’t write an email

non sexual intimacy!!!! bathing together, washing each other, playing with each other's hair, kissing every inch of their body, writing love letters on their back with your finger, connecting their moles and freckles to create constellations on their skin, running your hands up and down their thighs, ugh just expressing physical love without it having to be about sex!!!!

if you abandon gender hard enough you can unlock the secret state of nirvana where all clothes give you the thrill of crossdressing

utilising the gift of imagination to hallucinate moments of tenderness between fictional people

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