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In this reality, it is not real. But it does write. It doesn’t really have a solid form as it changes forms a lot, but anyway. Enjoy what’s here. Or not.

It/Its

If you want the creator, go follow ariatheria.
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🍃It wanders around a grass field. The sky is twinkling with stars. 🌌
Blue, glowing butterflies seem to emerge from nothing, but as its fingers reach them, they disappear into dust.🦋
To be honest, it’s kind of lazy today. It’s tired yet can’t sleep. Just like all those other nights. And it’s having relatives visit…

To whoever sees this message, it’s sorry that you didn’t get a story in this one.

But, at least it’s still something… right…?
February 14, 2026 at 2:19 PM
Today, it went out with its friends. It was pretty fun. Chaotic, but none the less still fun.
February 14, 2026 at 1:55 PM
“Miss?”

“Mhm?”

“What are you doing?”

“Just checking some boring work shit… why?”

“Oh, nothing. It was just bored and decided to check on you.”

“Ok. Well, do you want me to cook something for you?”

“Sure.”
February 14, 2026 at 1:54 PM
It was busy last night, doodling, writing and colouring in a card for its Mistress. Luckily, she was coming home late so it had enough time to finish buying everything during the day.
February 13, 2026 at 2:50 PM
It sits in bed, checking its profile every night.

It hopes that at the very least, it will get one person that hears its messages constantly.

But that’s all a stupid and silly dream, isn’t it?

Nothing will ever come of this.

But… it can still try.

So it will.

Until one person hears it.
February 8, 2026 at 12:20 PM
It walks through the forest, remembering the patterns of the trees. It can’t wait to see her mistress. It’s been a while since they met.

It finally reaches the doorstep. It knocks, waiting a few moments.

The door swings open and it’s greeted with the beautiful face of her.

“Hey, Aeri!”
February 6, 2026 at 2:48 PM
“If I could just lay my head down and rest.

If there was nothing left to fight or protect.

Maybe then I could finally be free…

Maybe death is like falling asleep.”
January 30, 2026 at 7:00 PM
The time was somewhere around 3 to 6am. It didn’t really know because it couldn’t be bothered to check the time. It was sitting on the couch, scrolling on its phone. It was waiting for its Mistress to wake up.
January 27, 2026 at 6:32 PM
It sits on the couch not really doing anything. Just there. Existing.

It’s waiting for its Mistress to get back from work. But it doesn’t really have anything to do in the meantime.

It could watch tv but it’s either boring or too stressful.

So it continues to sit there. Waiting. And waiting…
January 26, 2026 at 6:08 PM
It hears the front door opening and the familiar click of her heels as she slips them off. “Oh, hi Miss!”

Her birthday had passed a week ago. Though, she hadn’t received any gifts. “Oh, hey, Ari…” and she sounded a bit more down than usual since then.
January 26, 2026 at 4:43 PM
(universe: ???)
It hears the sound of sniffling coming from it’s mistress’s bedroom. It runs in and sits by her side. “Miss… What’s wrong? Did something happen?”

“H-huh? Ah, n-no…”

“Do you wanna talk about why you’re crying then?”

“It’s just that I feel so glad to have you, Aeri…”
January 25, 2026 at 6:25 PM
(universe: ???)
It sits down and turns to her.
“Mistress… what do you think of it?”

“Hm… You’re pretty generous.”

“Really?”

“Well, you always offer to do those stupid chores for me.”

“But that’s only one thing. Is it not still an asshole…?”

“I never said that.”

“Fair point…”
January 25, 2026 at 5:50 PM
[the alternate routes: how kai and rin met.]

Kai dropped down onto his knees and prayed to The Abyss God in his time of need. Begging to show him mercy as he did not do anything wrong, only for his own survival.

When the day of justice had come, Rin had appeared in front of him.
January 25, 2026 at 5:23 PM
Some days, it feels like it’s just copying every around it. The fashion from one friend, the mannerisms from another. But maybe it’s just inspired by them. Or maybe it’s just melting into a mixed version of them…
January 25, 2026 at 5:08 PM
“God, you’re fucking worthless! You should be grateful that I even keep you around!”
The woman continues to hit the servant over and over again. For a simple mistake.
Although he feels this may be wrong and cruel, what right does he have? This is the only opportunity he has in life, after all.
November 28, 2025 at 1:57 PM
Here’s some actually canon oc stuff instead of random stories with no context whatsoever.
November 24, 2025 at 1:51 PM
[Aria, Crimson Form.]

She sits outside, witnessing the fire setting the town ablaze. She can’t believe that just a few months ago, she was having the best time of her life in the palace. Now, she’s the one burning to ash.

Oh well. Time to go find a new “home”.
November 24, 2025 at 1:42 PM
It walks through a field of grass and through a shadow filled forest until it reaches the mansion.

Finally, today it can meet its partner…

She opens up the door for it and walks in. The pair sit down at the couch and chat for a while.

Here, time feels slower.
Here, they both have peace.
November 22, 2025 at 1:12 PM
The floor is cold. It can’t move. It’s blindfolded, left in nothing but darkness. Its arms and legs are chained. Unable to move. How did it get in this situation? When did everything become so terrifying to it?

It takes stuff in the worst way possible.

The chains press tighter and tighter. Fuck.
November 20, 2025 at 12:05 PM
The woman snickers coldly as her servant bows down to her. She reflects on her childhood, realizing how everyone around her has changed. Including, of course, herself.

“Is there anything else, miss.”
“No. You’re dismissed.”
November 18, 2025 at 12:22 PM
Blood runs down his mouth. The taste is so delicious. But… He can’t help but feel guilty. His boyfriend, Koto is waiting at home. Yet, he continues to devour the poor victims corpse.

Oh well. It’s too tasty anyway……….
November 17, 2025 at 1:51 PM
🍃It wanders around a grass field. The sky is twinkling with stars. 🌌
Blue, glowing butterflies seem to emerge from nothing, but as its fingers reach them, they disappear into dust.🦋
November 16, 2025 at 2:47 PM
If anyone can see this, please reply with something. It needs to know if it’s talking to the void again or not.
November 15, 2025 at 12:58 PM
“Go away, it hurts.”
November 15, 2025 at 12:55 PM
[Universe: Reality]
It wonders if everyone else’s first message gets more likes than any other messages.
November 9, 2025 at 11:17 AM