stargazer x follower ~~

Hopelessness

A hopeful bounce within each step. A gentle fluttering of fluffy, purplish-white wings. A gleam of determination within the eyes of an angel. Follower had been thinking, thinking hard about something. Thinking about love. Love was an interesting concept for him, something he’s only experienced through interactions with his family. A type of love a child receives from their father, a type of love that one experiences when seeing a favorite relative. But that’s not the type Follower was interested in. No, he wanted romantic love. He wanted to experience what it would be like to hold someone’s hand, to be close and tender with another soul. What it could possibly feel like to ever share a kiss… Face flushed with embarrassment as he shook off the thoughts, continuing his way through the streets of Playground. It never seemed to get easier for him despite the many times he’s traveled here, mainly because of his annoyance with a certain knight who seemed to have taken pleasure in bothering and picking on him. Although Follower would never experience the immense amount of heartbreak he would’ve felt, he would’ve never expected the sheer painfulness of face-to-face rejection. He approached the castle, a little bouquet of flowers gripped within his talons. This knight, you see, was none other than Egobworder himself. The most famous and well-loved knight that’s ever been born within the walls of the Kingdom of Playground. Follower’s known him for so long, but he felt like he’s hated him for longer. The two could never exactly see eye to eye, always having a scrap over something. But to Follower, he never super took it as anything serious, he didn’t see genuine hatred towards the teal knight over the small, seemingly meaningless little scuffs they’d have. Now yes, there were genuine times where Follower wanted to rip the dog’s throat out, but he could never bring himself to actually do it. And through his period of deep thought, reflecting upon things that he maybe shouldn’t have, he realized that his heart and head yearned from that dog. For that stupid mutt who drank in the attention of anyone and everyone. It made him a little jealous, he wanted to be the one who had Ego’s full attention. He breathed in and held it for a moment before he continued on, taking confident steps towards the keep where the knights lived and slept. He knew where Ego’s room was, he’s basically mapped out the keep from the couple of times he’s been there. He stepped up to the door and knocked, talons gripping the thing of flowers a little tighter as he waited. And soon enough, Ego appeared within the doorway. The knight looked as spunky and full of energy as usual, that stupidly charming smile decorating his face. But that smile turned into confusion when he noticed Follower, his vibrant eyes shifting down to the flowers then shifting back up to his face. A part of Follower’s head was screaming for him to leave, to take the other knight’s confusion as a bad sign. But he didn’t leave, he held out his hands and shoved the flowers into the other knight’s chest, voice coming out shaky and a little cracking. “Egobworder.” he began, making the canine knight put his full attention on Follower’s face, ears perking up slightly. “I… I have been wanting to tell you something for a while now. Something that I had yet to realize myself. I know our relationship is not the best, and it has not been the best because of both of us. We have never meshed well and for that I wish to apologize for any and all times that I may have misinterpreted something you have said or did not properly understand some actions you had committed.”

recent ish stuff + kinsona sketch below. cutiespace comm for @xylengel

Another version

Finished commission for a friend of mine.

sword doodles

one more egofollower (lie)

dooooont even joke lad.

mildly half assed fword painting cuz i wanted to try my hand at colour theory. i love gray dude

Unrequited

That's something Follower has heard time and time again. Love's precious, love's a wonderful thing. Follower is capable of loving, yes. He loves his father, he loves his uncles and aunt, he loves his cousins and the animals that dwell around him. But as Follower stared into one of the many pools that were scattered across his father's temple, his brain slowly registered a kind of love he's only felt ONCE. A kind of love that he's always WANTED to experience. Romantic love. To be someone's one and only, to have someone be his one and only. But as he gently dragged his talons across the pool's surface, staring at the face of his childhood best friend in the arms of an alternate version of himself, it hit him like a million different trucks at once. One right after the other. Gut punch after gut punch. He wanted what his alternate version had. He wanted to be loved. He wanted to embrace someone, pull them close and feel their breath against his skin. Could he ever have that? He didn't know, but he wanted it oh so fucking badly. He gripped the front of his ruffled shirt, talons leaving tiny holes within the fabric. Oh how it hurt, oh how it hurt so much. He wanted love. He wanted to be loved.

By your side, and at your command

@follower-sword - Me

@stargazers-paradise - @simply-windy

Dancing With The Stars

Star was seated on the rim of the fountain within the palace's garden, the gently splashing of the water flowing into the base combined with the intergalactic winds was soothing to the prince, some of unintentional lullaby the prince would listen to. The palace's garden was massive, bordered by milky white walls and golden-colored gates, cobblestone pathing running through its lengths and stopping at each entry point. Towering trees, vibrant flowers and fluffy bushes covered every visible inch. Leaves, flower petals and blades of grass swaying alongside the winds. The prince sat there, eyes closed and drinking in the sounds around him, taking in the sensations that washed over him. That was until his tail perked up, catching the sound of faint little clicks against the cobblestone path. Familiar clicks at that. Star's eyes opened, head turning and a smile decorating his face once he saw who was there. Follower, his beloved. The knight stood there, stoic-faced and hand resting on the handle of his sword. Star waved a little, earning a small coo from the knight who moved forward, standing beside the fountain where the prince sat, head tilting to lock eyes with him. Star got up and took ahold of Follower's free hand, interlocking fingers with his fiancé. The pair stood there, a comfortable silence washing over them before an idea popped into Star's head. He hummed, which caught the angel's attention, making him tilt his head in slight confusion. Star being silent wasn't a bad thing or anything if you asked Follower, but he was curious to know what was going on in that head of his. "Follower?" Star began, a smile decorating his face once more. "Have you ever danced before, angel?" Follower paused at that, looking away and taking a moment to think before looking back down at the other with a shake of his head. Star's eyes, despite being covered by his signature mask, lit up with excitement.

The Follower featured in this belongs to @discothemechanic

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