#I feel like I've been very inactive on here I'm sorry

[foryouwereinmysong]

For as long as the trees throw down blossoms and leaves I know there will be a parade of unpainted dreams

The years have passed so quickly One thing I've understood I am only learning To tell the trees from wood

[barrenclan]

sorry if this is spoilers bc we might learn more later. I'm super confused with Rainhaze's thought process. When he was saying its pointless. like. I get not wanting to go back bc he killed his mom. but what did that have to do with Asphodelpaw? Couldnt he just walk away? Did he see her and decide he wanted to be part of Defiance? And this was the tipping point to prove it? I'm super confused. Was it because if she left she'd tell someone? I assume we'll get a better explanation later?

Absolutely! I've actually been waiting for a chance to really dig into this. Like Rainhaze himself, his issue is written with a lot of confusion and uncertainty, and it's not very straight-forwardly, so I understand why his motivations are easy to miss. So here it is!

Firstly; Rainhaze as he existed in BarrenClan and Rainhaze as he is now are two very, very different beasts. Obviously he's still the same person, but he's gone through a mountain of trauma, violence, and was forced to confront the fact that if pressed, he would kill a family member - even his own mother. Sure, in the moment he was threatened into doing it, but it opens the possibility that he'd even do that. Maybe he would've done anything to protect his family then, but it's been a long time.

Then, over many months, he's subjected to propaganda, murder, and terrible treatment. His mental state from where he was when he killed Dustfeather is massively changed. He's depressed, listless, and much more willing to kill. Not only that, but Defiance propaganda has worked on him.

(Issue 24)

With so much constant killing in his life, and being constantly vulnerable, he begins to see death as a good thing. Something that ends suffering, something that doesn't really matter in the end.

(Issue 28)

So now we're at Issue 31. Rainhaze is in a "doldrum", like Ranger says (a period of inactivity or lethargy). He's so torn between his new life and new beliefs, and his old regrets and old connections to BarrenClan, that he's basically attempting to end his own life through inactivity. Ranger doesn't want this. Here's his plan:

Ranger knows that BarrenClan lives opposite the forest, across the prairie. He specifically orders Rainhaze to "kill something", planting that idea in his mind. He's hoping that Rainhaze will find one of his Clan members, and make the decision to kill one of them. This would push Rainhaze over into whatever full breakdown Ranger wants, and solidify his ties to Defiance. And that is what happens. So why did Rainhaze make that decision?

We already have the basis of an incredibly traumatized Rainhaze. He views himself as he is now, and who he used to be, as different people. And he belives that's completely beyond redemption.

Yes, all those months ago he promised he was suffering in Defiance for his family and Clan, but it's really hard to hold onto those noble morals when you're being put through hell every day. Rainhaze hasn't even seen his family in months. They don't seem real to him anymore.

Then he is finally confronted by Asphodelpaw, the symbol of everything he's put himself through torture to protect, and all he wants to do is go back to Defiance. And here we go, getting to these lines;

Rainhaze is a coward.

He's separated from Deepdark and Ranger, by at least several days. He could absolutely come home with Asphodelpaw and warn all of BarrenClan - they could evacuate in time, be far away by the time Defiance arrives on their territory. But then he'd have to face his family, face his sister whose mother he violently murdered. Have to stand there and have them look at him and know him and see the scars on his body.

When he says, "this is vile, pointless, irredeemable, monstrous", he understands that killing Asphodelpaw is a disgustingly cruel action. He knows that. He understands that he's choosing Defiance over her, and over them. But that's the choice he feels he needs to make to protect himself. He's not thinking about his family any more.

So he does something so completely vicious and irredeemable that he is forced to choose Defiance. Because there's no way that any BarrenClan cat would forgive him for this. There's no way he would forgive himself for this.

And thus, Rainhaze figures himself out, and burns every other bridge entirely. He makes his choice.

[lvvsong]

casual

pairing: billie eilish x fem!reader

words: 428

warnings: angst?? gay.

author's note: I have been so obsessed with chappell roan, and I have a big fat crush on billie so I was inspired!! lmk what y'all think. very sorry for the inactivity, dual credit is kicking my butt...

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it's really not the first time you've had this conversation. stolen glances, fleeting touches, a tension so heavy you can cut with a knife. it can only get so frustrating. regardless, you awoke at 1:12 am to a “u up?” text from billie. it was too late, this was only a time meant for bad decisions and regrets.

well, you met up with her at a dimly lit bar anyway. you swore this would be the last time, but upon seeing her you can't help but smile, despite everything.

“hey, I wanted to see you” she murmurs softly. “I kind of wanted to see you too, though I really shouldn't” you respond, slipping into the seat next to her. the truth hangs between you, and the silence is heavy, uncomfortable even.

“so, what do we even…have, here billie?” you break the silence with a very bold and straight-forward question. “you tell everyone we're friends, but behind closed doors we kiss, we have intimacy. friends don't do that, billie.”

her hand clenches around her glass, she looks like she almost answers but, she shrugs. she looks away, almost in shame and says “I don't know what we have.. but something is there”

the words feel like crumbs, you're exhausted from pretending this is enough. “you can't keep doing this to me, billie, maybe you just have to choose” your voice breaks, feeling a sense of betrayal.

Billie's face is covered in guilt, then she takes a breath and looks at you. “stay…I'm tired of pretending that I don't want you, I'll try to be what you need” you've been waiting to hear those words, just to see if she would fight for you and take a step forward.

you reach for her hand, her fingers slip into yours, finally something you were used to, something familiar that you could hold on to. “only if you're sure” you state. “I'm sure, I've never been so sure of anything” she responds.

she pulls you into her arms, her hold is tight, like she’s afraid you might slip away if she lets go. you can feel her heartbeat, steady and reassuring, a silent promise that maybe she’s ready to let this be real. “so…where do we go from here?” she asks, a little laugh slipping through her words. “wherever you want. as long as you’re ready to let me in.”

and for the first time, it feels like you’re both stepping into something solid, not casual, something more than “almost.” this time, it feels like you’re both ready to let it be real.

[funnier-as-a-system]

hi! is there any blog/site you would recommend for me to get informed about systems in general? mostly about self diagnosis (to like, get to the conclusion if I'm not a system or smth.. I've been confused and I don't know how to approach this matter)

sorry if I didn't use the right words here! English is not my first language and even if I can perfectly read it, I can't express myself fluidly on it yet

Firstly, no need to apologize for not speaking English perfectly. I can understand what you mean and that's all that matters.

Secondly, I do have a couple!

In terms of blogs, @ask-plurals seems to be pretty reliable and accurate from what I've seen of its posts. @plegg-culture-is is and @plural-egg-culture-is are good places to go if you want to hear about signs of plurality that people only recognized in hindsight; these may be useful as a reference. If you don't mind going through inactive blogs, @dear-systems was a great resource when We were first discovering our own plurality.

In terms of websites, I recommend this one, as it gives a pretty good general overview of plurality, and it has a link to this web of resources that you may find useful, along with some other links. This article is less general compared to the other resources, but it's good for those who are questioning due to an imaginary friend or similar seeming a little too autonomous for something they supposedly made up. A lot of people find pluralpedia useful for finding specific words and communities, as well as the knowledge that they're not alone in their niche experiences (which is great if you happen to be a questioning system who feels unsure due to not relating to the majority of systems you see), but the sheer amount of information may get overwhelming if you dive in headfirst, so I'd say it's best to have an idea of what you're looking for or looking to learn about when you look through it. If, however, you're very new to plurality and would like our own introduction to systems, we have one right here.

I hope this helps, anon!

[iamespecter]

Sorry for not being as active as I used to be y'all, I haven't been on here because I've been pouring most of my focus into finishing a backlog of commissions and it has unfortunately left me with no energy to interact and socialize here lol

For the past week alone I've been working on this BEAST of a comm, and both me and my setup had a bit of a technical difficulty with just how BIG this specific commission was, in terms of details and quite literally file size too (this was originally a 5000x3000 piece, which caused a lot of black screens and me waiting for my PC to catch up everytime a 15-minute autosave was happening)

I feel like me suddenly being inactive was a necessary thing as well because as much as I don't want to admit it, my socials have been a bit... distracting... in this pursuit, and I am realizing a very concerning problem. And as such, I had to cut off and limit the amount of times I will be present here in an effort to exert self-control and instill discipline on myself.

I do not have anything new to show unfortunately, and may continue to NOT be able to show anything Digital Circus AU or fandom content at all, so all I can say is I'm sorry is this post is disappointing news because you followed me for that kinda thing.

Also I got a tooth infection(?) and a pink eye lol, how fun /s (don't worry though, I'm still fine and not really in a painful situation, just a minor inconvenience)

[eldragon-x]

🐊 krook 🔁 krook

🐊 krook

I don't remember following this Pokemon, they keep posting mushy inspirational screenshots and quotes

🐊 krook

they were previously rottenworld? I see how it is. another idiot falling into the trap of telling yourself everything will be fine and the world is worthwile. im so sick of this. soon you will all see the ugly truth

2 Notes 💬🔁🤍

🍎 guildmaster-wigglytuff 🔁 kingofdarkness

🌑 kingofdarkness

Another successful day of working in Team Teal! ^_^ Funfact: I learned today that the team name was inspired by the color of the glow of the Time Gears ⚙️ My team mates were hesitant to tell me more about it though.

🍎 guildmaster-wigglytuff

That's great, Darkrai! TOOM-YAH!

5 Notes 💬🔁❤️

#guild associates #motivation #funfacts

🍃 paradise-virizion 🔁 lopunnycharm

💗 lopunnycharm

Reblog this if you support trapping Pokemon in ruins! ✨

2.575 Notes 💬🔁🤍

🤡 paradise-emolga 🔁 lake-guardian

⚙️ lake-guardian Follow

Pokemon are upset at me for including Team Charm on the list of explorers with issues. I'm sorry but you can't brush off their actions as "girlbossing". I promise you there are other admirable female dungeon treaders you can support, like Octillery or Virizion.

1.933 Notes 💬🔁🤍

#wait I need to do something funny

🍃 paradise-virizion

Having a moment, but I don't think I could ever express enough how much joining an adventure team has helped me. I was at a real lowpoint when I became a part of Team Scales and would reject everyone around me but thanks to them, I learned to open up and trust in other Pokemon again.

7 Notes 💬🔁❤️

#delete later

🌈 chasingafterhope

Sorry for my recent inactivity, I've been busy getting in touch with some old friends and moving to Air Continent. I don't know if I'm ever gonna start posting regularly again, might abandon this blog altogether, but I'm glad Pokemon appreciate it. Have a nice day!

360 Notes 💬🔁❤️

#personal #madoka tag

🪦 dustnoir 🔁 forest-clock

🏅 expedition-society-official Follow

its been really dire lately if i'm honest. legendary pokemon all over the world are turning to stone and we still have no idea who could be behind it and im very worried for the kids here. i dont know why ampharos thought it would be a good idea to let them join i just feel like everythings getting worse

🏅 expedition-society-official Follow

wrong blog

🌺 forest-clock Follow

Time traveller here! It will pass but you have to make it through The Voidlands first 👍

485 Notes 💬🔁❤️

#predictions #future posting #dark matter incident #friend tag #reblog #expedition-society-official

[razzellyn]

A little something while you wait, also this one is a bit short :0 (notes in the end?)

Cuddles!!

No tricks this time!! Just fluffy cuddle session!!!

MCB

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Blue Cop

• A bit sheepish at first but definitely a cuddle bug after he relaxed onto it. It helps him release his stress! He'll need lots of cuddles after every battle please!!

• Blue Cop will be embarrassed though when someone else sees the two of you cuddling each other. It's an intimate moment for him, thank you very much.

• Definitely snuggles onto you. Like really onto you. He likes cuddles. Give him cuddles. Cops need to relax too!

Mega Trucker

• Definitely against the idea at first, thinking it's corny or whatever. But when you did drag him to cuddle with you, let's just say he's in love.

• Doesn't care if anyone sees him. In fact, he'll brag about having cuddled up with someone. You also find he likes playing with your head! Your hair if you're human, finials if you're a bot.

• Cuddles with background music. Loud background music. I hope you can stand ear-bleeding music to cuddle with.

Mega Ambuler

• Surprisingly he's not hesitant about cuddling with you. Who would've thought the Stoic Mega Ambuler would want to be comforted?

• You. That was proven when he quickly sagged down while nuzzling you. Literally all of his tense-ness gone. Will lock you in a tight hug.

• One of the best cuddler there is. He's tangled with you. He might sleep here and there mid cuddle session so don't be disappointed, alright?

Phoenix Fire

• Oh no you didn't invite him to cuddle, he's two steps ahead of you. In fact he's cuddling you already as i speak. Hugging your body close to him while he rambles on about whatever happened today.

• Please listen to him when rambling. I know it's going to be a bit boring sometimes but just listen, alright? You don't even gotta indulge him in a conversation he's happy nonetheless.

• Talks himself to sleep a lot. Might take a while to get used to. Oh and you're not leaving his grasp any time soon. If he sleeps while cuddling you, you sleep too!

Shadow X

• Will tease you about it before cuddling too. Tease him back while he teases you? He's cool. Tease him when he was cuddling you? Nuh uh.

• Would definitely end up laying on top of you. Literally a gremlin, he bites on your arm jokingly. Yet he doesn't have a mouth (He pretends he does).

• Please put effort in cuddling him. Sometimes he feels like a burden to the team, and cuddling usually helps calm his mind. Yes. Cuddle him. Now!!

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Hii!!! Sorry I've been inactive

I'll work on your requests but it will take time! Please be patient

Also I'm not feeling too good at the moment.

Idk why but i feel sad about something outside of my control so, yeah

Sorry though, considering that this account is less active than I'd like now

Oof.

[hopefulromances]

I Feel You - Jamie Tartt x demi!Reader

A/N: Hello to my faithful followers! I'm sorry I've been so inactive for the past couple weeks I've been down in the dumps and sorta uninspired.

But the crazy thing is I've hit 1k followers! What? How is that even possible! I'm planning to put together a little celebration soon but for now, here's an unrequested fic that I wrote featuring a demi!reader on the acespec!

See y'all soon!

Words: 2.2k

Warnings: Fem!Reader (she/her pronouns), Drunkenness, I think that's it

OooO

Jamie had to be the lamest footballer in the world. It was a Friday night and instead of going out and finding a club to get drunk at, he was sitting on his couch reading a bloody book. Fucking Roy Kent had gotten to him, that bastard. He wasn’t expecting anyone to come by so when there was a knock on the door, Jamie was surprised. 

There on his doorstep was (Y/N). Pacing, wobbly, back and forth seemingly trying to take off her shoes without sitting down. 

“(Y/N)?” He opened the door, turning on the porch light. 

(Y/N) was someone Jamie had been friends with for a long time. Longer than anyone else, maybe. She’d grown up with im in Manchester, and gone to college in London when he got called up. When he was busy being a prick and cutting people out of his life, she stayed, refusing to be cut. And here she was, drunk on his doorstep. 

She spun in spot, her eyes lighting up when she saw him. “Jamie!”

She fell forward onto him in a sloppy hug. Jamie caught her in his arms, realizing with a chuckle that she was beyond wasted. He hoisted her up so she was tucked into his side so he could properly assist her while closing the door and turning off the lights. 

“Jamieee,” She sang, sweetly, pulling Jamie with all her might to get them to topple over.

“At least one of us had a good night,” Jamie muttered. 

“It was ‘meh’,” (Y/N) admitted, shrugging. “Felt all wonky all night.”

Jamie pulled her into his bathroom, sitting her down on the toilet seat. She slumped back, as it finally feeling her exhaustion. He filled up his water cup and handed it to her, having to help her put her hand on and grip the cup.

“Drink,” he instructed. 

“It’s like, I’m over here, looking and waiting,” she continued, pausing for a second to glug down a large sip of water. “And everyone else is over there. Falling in love, dating, kissing, and I’m just,” she made a raspberry with her mouth.

Jamie found a cloth and the bottle of makeup remover she’d left at his house one time, dabbing some of the serum on the cloth. He walked back over to her, kneeling so he could be at eye height with her. 

“Mmhmm,” he hummed, starting to dab at her face like she’d taught him. 

“Why can’t I feel that, Jamie?” She whined, leaning into his touch. “Why can't I just find a dude and just kiss him? What’s wrong with me?”

Jamie frowned, pausing his dabbing for a moment. “What do you mean, darling?”

“I just mean,” now she was frowning too. “I try to go on dates, hook up with random guys, and I just feel… nothing.” Jamie, pursed his lips, moving the cloth gently over her face. Her eyes fluttered closed as he swished over her eyelids delicately. “But I’m so tired of waiting… I don’t want to settle anymore.”

“You shouldn’t have to settle,” Jamie agreed softly. 

“But I also don’t want to be alone forever,” she opened her eyes and Jamie stopped washing her face. 

“You won’t be alone forever,” he droned. This was a conversation they’d had before. She was afraid she’d never find the one, and Jamie reassured her that she would. Of course, she would. She was beautiful, and funny, and headstrong in all the important ways.

“I’ve only ever liked one person, in my whole entire life,” she hiccuped. “And he…” 

“He what, love?” Jamie went to stand but she grabbed onto his pants, stopping him from moving away. He looked down and she looked very small. He’d never seen her look so small before. 

“He’s been my best friend since we were kids,” she muttered, looking up at him. “When I look at him, I feel this flutter in my chest. And no matter how hard I try to feel that with other people, I just can’t.” She looked between his eyes. “I can’t.” 

Jamie could feel his heart pounding in his chest, his blood rushing in his ears. Was she saying what he thought she was saying? She couldn’t be. Either way, she needed to go to bed. 

“You… uh… you can stay here tonight, yeah?” He took the cup from her hand and filled it back up. “I’ll go put out some sleep clothes in the guest bed.” 

She looked disappointed when he didn’t acknowledge her rambling, but she nodded, taking a pitiful sip from her cup of water. He watched her a moment before pounding on the sink and walking out to grab a shirt for her. 

As he set up the bed for her, his mind was racing through what she had said. The best friend from childhood that she’d liked forever. It couldn’t be him… could it? Not after everything he’d put her through. 

When he walked back to the bathroom, she’d fallen asleep on the toilet. Chest rising and falling steadily, her eyelashes resting against her cheeks. His chest fluttered as he looked at her, a gentle smile coming over his lips. He slid one arm under her legs and another around her back, resting her head on his shoulder. She curled into him immediately, nestling her nose into his neck. 

He brought her to the room, he’d set up maneuvering her carefully so he could take her clothes off. She’d changed in front of him before, felt comfortable around him, but he still was careful of his hands and quickly putting on more comfortable clothes.

She mumbled incoherently as he laid her down and pulled the covers over her. His hand rested on her cheek for a moment, her face slightly flushed from her night out. He was tempted to get in the bed with her, keep her safe and warm in his arms but he swatted that thought away quickly. Instead he leaned down and pressed a kiss to her temple.

The next morning when he woke up, he went to check on her, but she wasn’t in the room. Then he heard humming and the smell of bacon filling the air. He padded down the steps and saw her in the kitchen, cooking and sipping on his coffee like she owned the place. He shoved his tongue in his cheek to stop himself from laughing as he watched her. 

She spun around, dancing to the song in her head, yelping and freezing when she saw him. 

“Oh!” She sighed, throwing her hand over her heart when she realized it was him. “Jamie! You scared me.” 

“Scare you? This is my house, you know,” Jamie laughed, leaning across the island. 

She rolled her eyes, sliding a cup of coffee across to him. “Two creams, one sugar, yeah?”

Jamie looked down at the coffee, knowing Roy would kill him if he took a sip. ‘Your body is a temple’ and ‘caffeine is a drug’ and whatever, but she was looking at him so sweetly there was no way he could say no to it. So, he reached down and took a sip. 

“That’s it, yah,” it tasted perfect. No one else made his coffee like she did. “Do you know how you ended up here?”

She slowed her cooking for a second. He couldn’t see her face, she was turned facing the wall, but he saw her back tense just the slightest bit. 

“Uh… I don’t remember, really,” (Y/N) answered. “Just woke up here… figured it was just where I thought I’d be safest.” 

Jamie felt his cheeks heat up, trying to hide it by taking a sip of his coffee. “You, eh, were out with the girls?” 

She turned around, sliding the bacon onto the two plates she’d set out. She was deep in thought, he could tell by the way she picked the skin off her lip, reaching up to pull a piece of hair out of her face. 

“Yeah…” she whispered. “It was Larsen’s birthday. Wanted to go have a hot girl night. Find some guys to go home with.”

Ah. Now he got it. She’s gone out with her friends and they’d all gone home with guys and she was left alone. She was upset because she thought she was unwanted. He grimaced at her. 

“Did Larsen ditch you again? I told you to stop hanging out with her,” Jamie comforted, reaching to grab a piece of bacon. (Y/N) didn’t answer, she just stared down at the greasy meat on her plate. “Oh, c’mon, (Y/N), you can’t really believe that because of one bad night that no one wants you.” 

She furrowed her brow, shaking her head. “No that’s….” She looked up at him, looking back and forth between his eyes. “Do you really think that I couldn’t find one person to go home with?”

Now Jamie was confused. He pursed his lips, not sure how to answer. 

“He was great. Attractive enough, I suppose, saying all the right things,” she mumbled, suddenly unable to meet his eyes. “We chatted for a while. But I just felt… nothing.” Her fist open and closed as she fought the nervous energy. “He was kissing me, holding me, doing all the things that should have made me feel… something. But it was like… I felt nothing! It was like there was something blocking my brain from just latching onto something random.”

“He was… kissing you?” Jamie cringed as he said it. He wasn’t sure exactly why he’d said it and she looked at him like she was crazy. 

“Yes, he was,” she scoffed, running a hand through her hair. “He wanted to do a lot more but I couldn’t feel it. I didn’t feel anything.” She rested her elbows on the counter, her head in her hands. “God, what is wrong with me? Every other person we went out with went home with whatever stranger they’d met that night. But me? I feel so… stunted.” 

Jamie was surprised by her sudden admission. It wasn’t something he’d felt before, but he wanted her to feel the things he felt for her. The care and softness that he felt for her. 

“I know I want it,’ she continued. “I feel it sometimes… for… one person. He knows me and I know him. And I try to get myself to get over it, to feel it for someone else. Anyone else, but no matter how hard I try. I just… can’t feel it.” She shook her head, pushing herself off the island. “Sorry, I don’t know where that came from.” 

Jamie stayed still for a moment, figuring out his thoughts. 

“S’okay,” he finally responded. “I’m sorry you feel like that, you deserve to feel loved and wanted.”

Her eyes snapped back up to his, her cheeks turning red, spreading up to her ears. Jamie moved around to the other side of the island so he was right next to her, leaning against her side. She kept staring straight forward, her eyes turning shiny with unshed tears. 

“You said… there was one person,” he implored, pursing his lips into a duck shape. “One person who you felt something for.” 

She nodded, not speaking, brushing her eyes furiously. 

“Who… who is that person,” he asked. 

She let out a shaky laugh, cocking her head before looking up at him. 

“I think you know,” she replied quietly, sucking her bottom lip into her mouth. He looked at her, letting his hand slide down to intertwine with hers. Her breathing hitched and her chest started to heave. “Jamie, wait, please.” She stared at their entwined hands, scared that it was going to go away. “I can’t… I’m not like other girls. I can’t give you what you want, not right away, maybe not for a long time.” 

Jamie shook his head, moving his free hand up to touch her face. “I don’t want that, all I want is to make you feel loved. All I want is for you to feel how you deserve to feel. And I’m willing to wait however long it takes, and to do whatever it takes to make sure that you feel that love.”

“Oh, Jamie,” she gasped out, reaching up to touch his face too. They stood in the kitchen, the soft morning light dappling in through the windows, holding each other's faces. He looked between her lips and her eyes. “Jamie?”

“Yeah?”

“You can kiss me.”

His eyes were big and wanting as he looked at her. “Are you sure? Like really sure, like you aren’t just saying it to make me happy?” 

“No, Jamie, I want it.”

The words scarcely left her mouth when he cut her off, pressing his lips to hers. And there it was. She felt it. She felt that electricity that her friends had talked about. It rocked through her, stealing her breath away as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders, his coming to creep up her back, lifting her up slightly. 

“Can you feel that, love?” he hummed, in between kisses. “Can you feel how much I love you?” 

“I can feel it,” she responded, pulling back to look up at him. “I can feel you.” 

[scarletwinterxx]

loving you is easy - mark lee imagine

hiiiii, 127 cb i have been summoned😅 for the past few weeks i've been inactive on all socmeds, sorry for the very few and slow posts. anyways, let's talk Fact Check haha what's your fave track? i think mine's Parade. the vocals in that one is soooo good.

So yeah i hope you like this one, i'll be back when I can💛🌻

if you have a request or scenario you want me to do, just send me a message I'll see what I can do😊💌

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"It's one plane ride away, I'll be there in 3 months"

"That's 3 months too long" he grumbles, still pouting as he zips the last of his luggage. Mark hated being away for you, too many days and nights your time zone's don't line up. By the time it's morning for you, he'll be saying goodnight.

But now, things are about to change. This will be the last time you're saying goodbye to him for a long time but he doesn't know that. For now it's your little secret.

"It'll fly by fast, just like every other time. Now come here and give me cuddles, stop pouting like a kid" you tease him, opening your arms to welcome him.

Feeling his arms go around you, you further confirmed a fact you've known for years. The two of you can be continents away from each other, but your heart will always stay with one another. Mark really has become your home and in his arms are where you feel the safest and most loved.

"If you're sad then it's gonna make me sad, I don't want the last night to be all tears" you tell him, feeling his embrace tighten against you. He kisses the top of your head a few times before letting you go.

"You're right, sorry. No more sulking, it's just 3 months then you'll come to me" he smiles at you, the cute little dimple you love so much appearing on his cheek. You stand on your tiptoe to kiss it, savoring the warmth of him against your lips.

And you were right, the 3 months did fly by fast. Mainly because you were busy packing your apartment to move to another continent. You didn't keep much apart from your stuff and some of Mark's. It's kind of hard to travel with everything so you got rid of what you can.

The only person who knew you were coming was Johnny, who is currently waiting for you at the airport. Easily spotting the 6 foot Chicago guy from a distance.

"There she is! About time you got here, I don't think I can take another day of Mark whining about how much he misses you" he jokes, giving you a quick hug and taking your stuff to carry it himself.

"He doesn't know I'm coming, I'm suppose to fly out this weekend" you tell him while following behind

"Oh believe me I know, he won't let us forget"

You chuckle at his story, just thinking about surprising Mark makes you grin.

He dropped you off at Mark's apartment, you're familiar with the place since you've stayed here every time you fly over. What he doesn't know is you're here to stay with him for good.

It did took a lot of courage to make this decision but you didn't doubt it for a second. You know there's no other place you'd rather call home than where he is.

For a couple of hours you rested, cleaned the few dishes on the sink and picked up the towel he threw on the floor. A habit you knew he had, you've had that talk with him more than a few times and he always promises he won't do it again. You let him off the hook, for now.

You were in the bedroom when you hear someone by the door. Mark entered his place, tired from the whole day of work to notice the other pair of shoes by the door.

He threw his bag by the couch, along with his coat. He then walked to the kitchen to grab a bottle of water, resting against the counter while he drinks and take a moment to look around.

This time he notices the dishes he was suppose to do this morning was gone. He brushed it off thinking he must've just forgotten he already did it. He then walked to the bedroom, the first thing he noticed was the towel that he definitely threw by the bed this morning. He remembers it because he's been thinking about it all day and how you'll be mad if you found out he threw it on the floor yet again.

He looks around, checking to see anything missing or different just in case someone broke in. But who would clean up if they're here to steal, he thoughts.

Mark then walks towards the bathroom to check, nothing there too so he walks back the bedroom. Just when he was about to go outside, you jumped out of your hiding spot to surprise him

"SURPRISE!"

"WHAT THE F- OH MY GOD WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE" you didn't even get the chance to walk towards him because he's already running to you. Picking you up in an embrace.

"Is this for real or am I dreaming?" you hear him mumble

You giggle, patting him on the back so he could put you down. "This is real silly. I'm really here" you tell him.

He grabs you by the face and kisses you. As his lips lands on yours, he knew this was really real. You're actually here with him.

You can feel him smile against your lips, tilting your head to the side to kiss him deeper. Too many days wish he was with you, now he's here and you're not going to let go that easily.

He walks backwards until the back of his legs hit the bed. Landing on it gently with you still in his arms. You straddle his legs while the two of you get lost in each others kisses.

"Okay okay wait a sec" you giggle, pushing your lover away gently. Mark follows your lips though, kissing you a few more times before he lets you go but not too far.

"When did you get here?" he asks you

"Today, Johnny picked me up at the airport so I could surprise you" you tell him, your hands intertwine around his shoulders.

"I could've come and pick you up" he pouts.

Oh your sweet sweet boy.

You smile at him, rubbing your nose against his. Feeling like you're on cloud nine now that you're back together.

"Then it wouldn't be a surprise" you tell him, speaking of surprise you can't wait to see his reaction once you tell him your news.

"How long are you staying? I can take a few days off so we can go out" he tells you excitedly.

For you he would do just about anything. He can put his world on pause, stop everything for you.

"About that..."

"What? You can't stay that long?" he asks, already feeling sad but he tries not to let you see it.

"Actually, I'm not gonna go back" you tell him, not sure how to break the news to him either

"Huh?"

"Surprise number 2 I guess, I wanted to tell you for months now but I waited until everything is settled. So yeah. I'm here to stay, that is if you're looking for a roommate?" you ask

Mark didn't say anything for a couple of seconds, your words still processing in his mind.

"You mean you're staying here, with me ? Here? and you're not going to fly back? You're staying with me?"

You can't help but laugh lightly at him, pulling him closer once again to kiss him

"I'm gonna stay right here" you whisper, looking straight into his eyes.

"But what about your work? your friends? I can't ask you to leave your life there"

"Baby you're not asking me, I want to. I have friends here too, I can call my friends there and we can visit them. Plus you're my bestfriend. As for work, it just so happened they were looking for someone to relocate here to Korea. It was like fate wanted me to be here"

"Are you sure? I don't want you to give up everything, I don't mind the flights-"

"You do, I do. We both do. We just never said it outloud because we didn't want to be sad, but all I can think of when you're not around is how much I want to be with you. To be honest it's harder for me to be there than moving here where I know I could be with you"

He looks at you, trying to find the words to say

"Are you really really sure?" he asks again

"I wouldn't be here if it wasn't. So you're stuck with me, for good" you tease a smile out of him

"It's hard for me too. It's the hardest when I'm so tired and I come back here and all I can think of is how much I want to come home to you. Every flight away from you was never easy"

"I know"

"So I guess this is your anniversary present?" he jokingly asks, you get off of his lap to stand up.

"It'll be hard to top this one" you joke

"I can just ask you to marry me" he says ever so casually, not missing how your cheeks reddened. You hit him lightly making your boyfriend laugh

"Hey, that's not fair"

"You're the one who's stuck me, you know I'm never letting you go now?"

"Good, cause I'm not going anywhere. Here's to 7 more years"

He smile at you before standing up to hug you again,

As you stare at each other eyes you can't help but feel this warm sensation in your chest. You really are home.

"I read somewhere that our cells change every 7 years or so" you mumble, he hums waiting for you to continue

"It's been 7 years since we first met, and until now I still feel the same way about you. I want every cell in my body to know what it feels like to love you, I want it to never forget how warm and lovely it feels it be in love with you. 7 years from now, 14 years and until the last cycle of this life, I want all of me to love all of you"

He stares at you, soaking each word coming out of your lips like a spell enchanting him. Making him fall even deeper in love with you.

"You know they say love isn't easy, but loving you is easy. It's like it's the only thing my heart and soul was made for. Every thought in my head, awake or even in my dreams, is always you" he tells you.

You can feel the tears starting to build up from too much happiness you're feeling right now.

"Wanna hear something crazy?" you mumble

"Do tell" he chuckles

"If you ask me to marry you right now, I'd say yes"

He smiles at you before closing the distance once again, like he just sealed a promise. Speaking a silent vow to make that come true, maybe tonight or tomorrow or 7 days/months from now. All he knows is he will live this life with you.

[space-australia-stories]

I'm... Alive?

Hello! It has been 5 years since I've last posted to this blog (holy crap). I feel very guilty, because I am still very active on Tumblr over at my personal blog, so my experience over the last few years has been such that every once in a while I look at this blog and think: "I should pick that back up again".

Well. I think finally it's time to stop thinking and time to start doing? My life has changed so much since I was here last. I graduated college, found a job doing what I love (satellite mission operations!), and moved across the country. I feel like I've grown so much since I started this blog, but this has been something I've always wanted to return to. I think this marks the revival of space-australia-stories?

To anyone who has been following me for a while and only gotten crickets and inactivity, I'm sorry. For those that followed me recently, I hope I can start to give you new content that you'll enjoy. I have asks in my inbox that have been collecting dust, so I want to get those out before anything else, but I'm excited to be here again!

[deftosweet]

James Howlett (Wolverine) Headcanons!

Author's note: I'm sorry for the inactivity, I really didn't feel like writing anything and I had a huge artistic block, but here I am! This time writing about a character from a different fandom. I hope you guys like it! ^_^ (PD: Happy Valentines day!)

Sooooo, how about Logan having a crush on you?

I definitely don't think his attitude would change much...he would still be rude (?) lmao

...But without a doubt he'll be more attentive to you than usual.

The kind of person who asks you if you ate something, if you say no, he would get mad at you, lol

I don't think he knows how to cook very well by the way. He only knows what is necessary to take care of himself. (And don't burn the place down)

The biggest change in Logan's behavior are the nicknames he uses for you, they become less mocking and a little more tender, but just a little bit.

He complains about everything with you, but he does this because he likes to find some comfort. Even if Logan is the only one who talks when he's upset.

I like to think that he doesn't like having his hair touched... But if he really trusts you, he would like to receive a caress or two. Don't exceed that limit either.

I know that Logan has a super sense of smell or something... Just saying... He probably loves your scent.

If you go to give him a hug, (because I doubt he's the one who initiates them) he likes to bury his face in your hair.

...I don't think he has his hands on you, maybe he'll just stand there and pat your back a bit.

Def touch starved. Like, REALLY.

Logan would love to take your hand in his, hug you, rest his head on your shoulder... I don't think he's shy, he just doesn't do it and that's it.

He gives you subtle compliments. For example, if you say you feel ugly or something like that he would simply say, "I've seen worse."

If Logan had a phone (and your number) he'd probably leave all your messages on delivered. (Sometimes he answers with a "👍")

If you scold him for any reason he would just stand there without saying anything like a little child.

Everything he gifts you is handmade, no doubt. I think the first gift he gave you might have been a bracelet (the sockets don't match, it's a little worn, but the intention is what counts)

Over time, he'll start using phrases that you say, or things like that, but he is unconscious about it. (if you use emoticons maybe he'll learn to use them, nothing too cute, maybe a happy face and that's it)

He has lost so many people he loved that he is somewhat overprotective of you...Not excessively, but he likes to know that you are safe and that you can take care of yourself, especially if you are part of the x-men.

If you're lucky enough to make him take the initiative, he'd probably invite you on a casual date, nothing fancy or too cheesy... Maybe a picnic? Logan will be happy about it as long as you want to spend time with him.

He likes that you are there for him. From what I know, sometimes he has nightmares about his past (?)... If he trusts you, he would tell you about it, a little nervous that you would go away from him out of fear or something like that... The moment you give him a hug, that worry and doubt completely dissipates, and he hugs you back.

Author's note: That's all for today! I hope I can write more often, I don't know, we'll see! (By the way, I love Logan so much 😭) Let me know which characters you would like to see in this headcanons series! Maybe I'll do something Deadpool related in the future... Maybe... Heh.

[piers-official]

OOC Post- Important Notice

//Hey everyone, I'm sure you've noticed my inactivity on here, and there is a reason for it.

//I've been avoiding this, and I really hate to say it but, I've lost inspo for my Pokemon irl/rp blogs. Yes, all of them.

//My interests and hyperfixation kinda snapped my neck towards another fandom, and I just haven't had inspiration or musings for RPing right now.

//So, that being said. I'm gonna place my blogs on hiatus. I won't delete them because, who knows, maybe they'll come back, but for now, I'm not having fun anymore keeping up with my muses. I want this to be fun, but I can't force myself to RP either.

//I still adore these characters, and I still love pokemon, but as of now, I'm focusing on other things.

//Another update to my life though: I'll be graduating from Pharm Tech school hopefully by the end of spring! So I'll have to pour my focus into that.

// Feel free to continue being friends with my muses, you don't have to pretend they're gone or act like they disappeared. If you're a mutual, and you wanna do anything with my muses on your blog, feel free to dm me and I can probably do a quick thing for you. Nothing extensive though, apologies.

//Thank you very much for understanding, and I'm sorry for any inconveniences. This community has been absolute delight, and I'll always remember how you welcomed me with open arms, even when it was just my OC Nox and none of these other guys.

//For now, take care of everyone. If you wanna follow me on my main or my art blog please do! @galactic-mermaid and @novastarrart (Fair warning, I have Garten of Banban brainrot, but you can block the tags of course) I will also be reblogging this to all my rp blogs so apologies if you follow multiple of them.

//Bye for now <3 Love ya /plat

[ask-unpleasant]

hey chat sorry for the month of inactivity. i was unmotivated to do anything with this blog

but then i looked at some of the art on here and realized that i just lost my love for the character designs. so you know how we're gonna fix that? we're redesigning some characters bayybeeee 😈

starting with the man the myth the legend, here is UNPLEZZIE 2.0

he's probably the only one i had genuine problems with other than not being very aesthetically pleasing. he seemed too boring, his proportions were always a bit wonky, and the way he became more and more simple the more i drew him dumbed him down to just...awkward.

for this redesign, i kept all the features that made him my unpleasant. the only really signature thing i changed was his hair, sorry not sorry he had to fire his barber. i changed his scars to be far less opaque as to not clutter him up (which was the main reason i left them out most of the time), the only drawback is that i'm no longer just scribbling them in with a brush, they're actual geometry, so i cut back on the arms just for my own sake. also his tail now looks (and acts) like an actual docked tail.

next is the QSWX GVCTXMG AMXLSYX VIEPPC FIMRK GVCTXMG GLEVEGXIV SJ XLI CIEV, here is CREEPY 2.0

creepy was probably my least favorite character to draw. its head shape with the hair that always ends off screen, the 4 arms, the lack of any real way to move visible, it has always been a mess of a character. don't get me wrong, creepy is my second favorite character to write for (beaten only by neuro), i love its personality and its inflection, i just never got the chance to show that because i hated drawing it so much.

so for the redesign, i've basically reimagined it. its face hair now has an actual definitive ending, it has a more unique shape, and is just much more expunged-friendly in my opinion. it looks even more like its mom now...

next is this one, i thought she was american. here's PARANORMAL 2.0

i'm gonna be totally honest i have no idea what i was doing when designing para for the first time. that outfit was 100% subconsciously stolen from some other character i can't think of right now. it also really just didn't fit her character at all. also i dont know why i gave her boobs???? what????

anyways for the redesign she's basically a whole new design now. i wanted to play with some shape language. also, para always had a sort of inhuman quality to me, despite her personality, so i've given her inverted eyes and some animalistic features. i guess it adds irony or something, i dunno.

and finally, the moment GERIATRIC CAT you've all been waiting for, UNNERVING 2.0

in truth nervy's design is my favorite. the only gripe i had is the lack of legs, like with creepy. also i had to give her one of the same pride flag ass gradient as the rest so she'd fit in with the rest. other than all that i love her she is perfect just the way she is with minor adjustments

that's all the redesigns done!! i only did these 4 because stabby is not mine to redesign and NEURO is perfect just the way it is. feel free to give me any constructive criticism for these redesigns, i can always tweak em a bit. also the more stripy gradients wont a pattern that follows the contours of the body but rather just unmoving plaid always. i hope this lengthy yap sesh contributed something to something, maybe gave some insight into my characters.

and if you got this far i put a public discord server link in the intro post. you dont gotta ask anymore. dont tell anyone....shhh....*lovingly puts my finger on your lips* *smirks* *bolts away* *gets hit by truck* *instantly fatal*

[hungharrington]

hiatus notice !

hewwo.... hi yes jay here :)

if you're reading this, thanks for still sticking around! i know my blog has been quite quiet as of the last couple months and in an attempt to not drag out the misery, i'm finally allowing myself a little break from feeling the need to post over here.

how long you might ask? well hrmmm that is a good question. reasonably i want to say towards the end of the year as i will no longer be studying at that point or juggling multiple blogs/big series but i can also make no promises! i'm only one very disorganised human!

will u be completely radio silent!? it's not likely!! i will definitely pop on here from time to time, especially if i've had a margarita or two or been talking to aly <3 also occasionally i get an absolute rabid drive to write something filthy and i would never deny u all the pleasure of getting to read that

do u hate steve now is that what this is GASP never! how could you accuse jay of something like that!?!?! but no genuinely, steve is still my #1, i am still hopelessly endeared w him and continue to write for him outside this blog.

there is however a dip i've noticed within the fandom (likely due to being between seasons) and i am only so strong to deal with that dip. this is supposed to be my write-and-try-not-to-care-too-hard blog and due to recent inactivity, ive accidentally cared too much if someone likes my silly smut fic whoops. hopefully stepping away may help that!

but jay! i've been waiting to tell u how desperately in love with u i am ! i bought a ring and everything! well.... lucky for u i will still be accepting all love confessions <3 my ask box will continue to remain open and happy to receive any ideas or thoughts from all you lovely munchkins. i will do my best to answer them when i have the time and energy <3

ok i think that's all i have to say. i updated both masterlists as a final gift to you all 🤲 and uhhhhh oh yeah sorry about the lack of 1 year celebration! it'll happen at some point but i want to enjoy it as much as you do when we get around to it :)

ciao for now, jay x

[algea]

Even Ghouls Get Sick

a/n: sorry I've been so inactive, school is very stressful, please excuse me

reposts are greatly appreciated!!!

a request by @zoro-wifey18

here's a lovely little song to go with it

pairings: sick! simon ghost riley x fem!reader (reader is over 18)

warnings: lots and lots of fluff...Simon is sick and extra clingy

Simon was sick. His head was spinning like a fucking merry-go-round when he woke up, that's how he knew he was sick. He had never really experienced migraines, deeming it that he was "too young" to get them. But when he woke up, the pounding in his head made it very clear a migraine was what was happening. He groaned as he sat up, clutching his head in his hands. Simon shuffled to the bathroom, the feeling of vertigo washing over him once more. Slowly, he brushed his teeth and combed through his hair once, then pulled his balaclava on. He then threw some shoes on and heaved himself out of his barracks and over to yours.

A heavy banging on your door woke you up. You groaned and shot out a 'hold on.' Dragging yourself out of bed, you opened the door, half expecting it to be Soap with your morning coffee. Instead, it was your loving husband, Simon Riley.

"Simon? What the fuck are you doing here so early, baby?" You whispered, grabbing him by the hand and pulling him inside. You shut the door and then reached up, tugging off the balaclava and let it drop by your side. He blinked before responding gruffly,

"Massive fucking migraine, I feel like shit."

You frowned and rubbed a thumb across the top of his hand. Slowly, you then wrapped your arms around him, where then he slumped against you. "Oof. Let's get you laid down, big boy." You half-joked, guiding him over to your bed. You felt his forehead, only touching it slightly to find his skin already damp with sweat.

"Christ Simon, you're burning up." You exclaim, standing up and walking over to the medicine cabinet, grabbing ibuprofen and syrup for a cold. Filling a glass of water up, you make your way back to your husband, who had already tossed his shoes and shirt somewhere unknown.

"Here you are, love. I know you hate the syrup, but I can't have you feeling like shit." You sighed, dropping the tablets in his hand and lifting the glass to his lips. His hand covered yours as he took a sip with the tablets in his mouth. You then filled the cup for the syrup up, and tilted it into his mouth, where he swallowed it with a slight cringe. Before you could set the cup down, his arms softly attacked your waist, pulling you down beside him. You let out a tiny gasp, then a small giggle as he snuggled into you.

"Simon, honey, you could've let me put the cup down at least." You laugh. In response, he only let out a grunt, pressing his face into your shoulder more. You sighed in defeat, letting the large man take over your bed. You ran your fingers through his soft locks, letting your nails softly scratch his scalp. Simon let out a soft groan, tilting his head back towards your hands.

The two of you laid in that position for another hour and a half, at least until you decided to tell Price that Simon was out for the day.

"Honey." You called to him softly, sliding your hands across his shoulders.

"Will you let me get up? I need to tell Price you're out for the day." You asked.

"No." Simon replied curtly, squeezing your waist slightly.

"Baby, I've gotta let him know you're sick." You pressed.

"No." And he pulled you closer.

"Sweetheart, you'll suffocate me to death squeezing me like that."

"Don't care." His hand cupped the back of your head.

"Simon..." The other hand trailed down your spine, making you shiver. A sigh left your lips before you forced him off of you, much to yours and his disappointment.

"I'm real sorry hon, but I've gotta tell Price." You muttered, going into the bathroom and brushing through your hair once. You then pulled on a pair of shoes and Simons favorite sweatshirt, which was now yours, and kissed him on the cheek.

"It'll only be a few minutes, love, I promise." And on that note, you walked out the door.

It was only a 4 minute walk to Price's office, but you knew the path so well that you could cut it down to a 2 minute walk. By the time you had reached his office, you found that your dear friend had just brewed a pot of coffee. You knocked on the open door twice, then walked in. Price's head lifted to you, where kind eyes met kind eyes.

"Ah, Y/N, how good to see you." John smiled.

"Good morning, Captain, I hope I'm not interrupting something." You responded kindly.

"Not at all, what do I owe the pleasure?" He asked, taking a sip of coffee.

"Well sir, I thought I'd tell you that Simon is sick in bed." You sighed.

"Well I'm not fucking surprised, his dumb ass didn't bring an extra set of clothes to the last mission. He was freezing his ass off, that I know for sure." Price laughed, shaking his head in disappointment.

"Of course he didn't." You groaned, pinching the bridge of your nose. Lord knows, your husband is known for being a bit stubborn when it comes to weather.

The two of your chatted for an extra minute before you told him that you were needed by Simon once more. This time, you cut the walk from Price's office to your barrack by 3 minutes, mostly because you were sprinting back. Opening your door, you were met with Simon's chest.

"Sorry about that, Price was chatty today." You smiled at him, meeting his blank expression.

"Don't look at me like that, Simon. I know it took a little longer that usual." You frowned, reading into his expression. You were only met with his arms lifting you up and carrying you to the bed.

"For someone who's sick, you sure are extra clingy today." You laughed.

"Piss off, can I not just give my wife some love?" Simon groaned back.

"I never said you couldn't, just saying this is more than normal."

"Whatever....I love you." He murmured, slipping his eyes shut.

"I love you too, Simon." And with that, you both fell asleep.

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a/n: I truly do apologize for not posting, school is kicking my ass, especially English (the irony, I know).

I absolutely love this request btw, it really shows the human side of Simon we probably won't ever see.

[starstruckserenity]

reverse comfort with s/o who’s a soft hugger that tries to cheer kokichi up by using his interests? ex. gaming

hi everyone!! i am so, SO sorry for the inactivity. i haven't been doing too well mentally as of late, and motivation is very hard to come by. thank you for the request, and thank you for being patient! ❤

"Y/N?" Kokichi called your name from the exterior of your door.

You had been relaxing on your couch, deciding to spend a few hours by yourself. Being able to forget about the horrors of the killing game for a while was a nice change of pace. Soon, your eyesight grew hazy. You were slowly falling into a quiet slumber, ready to embrace the euphoric feeling of a 6-hour nap...

Ouma knocked on your door rapidly, panicking to himself. He felt as though he didn't quite catch your attention, the attention he needed so desperately.

This immediately disturbed your sleep. You looked up and let out an overexaggerated sigh before getting up and opening the door.

There he was. Ouma stood there silently, staring at you with cold, hopeless eyes, his mouth drawn into a straight line. He was tracing your doorframe with his left fingertips, and fidgeting with the end of his coat with his right hand.

"Hey. I really need someone to talk to. I need you. Let me in... please." He mumbled out quickly. He looked down and let his purple locks fall over his face. He looked almost shameful. You were fairly surprised, you had never seen him so quiet, so lost for words... You were partly expecting that this was some kind of joke.

"God, Kokichi, I've never seen you this stressed. If you're just using me for the empathy I have for you, I'm gonna be pissed." You joked, cocking your head to the side.

Kokichi grimaced, his frown piercing through your heart and mind. You blinked. "Shut up. Just let me inside."

You just looked at him for a moment before ushering him inside your room, guiding him with a gentle hand.

As soon as you both got inside, he threw his arms around you and collapsed onto you without any warning. You yelped, falling back onto the sofa you were once casually resting in.

"Kokichi, seriously... What's wrong?" You half-yelled, before shutting yourself up as you felt his hair tickle your collarbone.

"You can talk to me." You whispered in a hushed tone, subtly wrapping your arms around him as you heard him sniffle into your chest.

"I hate this. I hate this, Y/N. I really do. I have to get outta here. I have to get out before they do something to me, before they kill me, I have to---" He was silenced when you started mindlessly drawing shapes onto his forearms. He watched you, melting into your embrace. He shuddered a bit at the sensation of your fingers on his skin, loving every second of it.

"It'll be fine, Kokichi. You'll make it, I'm sure of it. ...And, I mean, if it means anything, I can try my best to protect you. I care for you a lot." You caressed his hair, sliding your fingers through his thick strands. "I'm here for you, always."

He lifted his head up slowly, glancing up at you with shiny eyes and a weepy nose.

"Do you really mean that?" He blubbered out, gripping onto your shoulders tightly.

You kissed his tears away. "I do. And if anything were to come in between us, I'd do anything in my power to shut them up." You mused, attempting to peak his interest.

"Wowww~ you'd really do that...? For me?" He began to giggle and kick his feet slightly. "That's real cute of you, Y/N." He twirled his hair playfully before grinning lightly.

It seemed like he was back to his normal, goofy self. But you wanted to make sure he was completely, undoubtedly, 100% okay.

You looked down at him. "How about we go outside, yeah? It's nice out." You pointed to your dimly-lit window that was secluded by shades. You continued, "I'm sure we could find someone to mess with..."

"...You know me so well. I'd love to~!" He popped up from your chest to get a better view of you. Finally, you were able to get a good look at him. This was the first time you've seen Kokichi's smile in the past few hours. You couldn't lie and say that you didn't miss it.

You leaned down, kissed him, and smothered him between your chest one last time. After a few moments, you found each other stepping towards the door, hand in hand.

But before you could let the door close behind the two of you, you heard him whisper a quiet, "Thank you, I love you."