#wowie! angst

[ask-pwp-prequel-au]

Pal groaned softly, tugging on his face. He felt weak, sick..awful. He had never felt this bad in his whole life. It was all just horrible. He felt like he was decaying. His chest hurt. His head pounded and ached. His limbs were on fire. Pal felt like he could go on and on about how much pain he was in.

I have something to do…

I don’t want to…

What if he kills me?

Shut up.

My thoughts are racing

Pal held his head before he tried to take his headband off, ease the pain in his head maybe. His headband hurt if he wore it for too long.

It won’t budge?

Why can’t I take it off?

Stuck- it’s stuck-

Stuck on what-?!

Pal hissed and began to tug. “Why aren’t you coming off?!” Pal snarled loudly. “It can’t be that- gasp the energy and heat behind the explosion that was hot enough to give you immediate 3rd degree burns could’ve..melted your plastic headband to your head!” Percy piped up, giving Pal the same amount of smug sarcasm that Pal gave him last night.

Pal shot a glare towards Percy. Percy only smiled smugly towards Pal’s dismay. “Great! How LOVELY!” Pal growled loudly. “Y’could say you’re becoming more of a machine day by day! Eaughahahaha-!” With a sudden punch to the face, Pal hissed angrily, tugging at his hair with burning hatred. Percy floated there for a while, stunned by the needless violence. Percy let out a rough scoff before disappearing. “It’s only been a day and I SWEAR you are the most annoying thing EVER!” Pal hissed loudly before taking a deep breath and getting ready for the day.

For the most part, Pal was zoning out, forgetting what he was doing a multitude of times. In fact, he only stopped when he tripped over something. Pal stumbled forward and glared at what tripped him. Oh! Oh.. wait OH!

Pal stepped back, staring at the curious, chirping Tamas. TamaOpti stared at Pal and TamaLanki chirped excitedly before hugging Pal’s face. Pal pulled TamaLanki off his face. Lanki looked excited. Pal’s eyes immediately started dripping with some strange green substance that Pal had already started getting used to. Tightly, Pal hugged Lanki, followed up by a tight hug for Opti too. Pal quickly sat down and hugged the two Tamas, sobbing onto the two. “Y-You’re alive..! You guys are ALIVE!!” Pal sobbed softly snuggling the two tamas. The tears seemed to do something to them, causing them to glitch and sputter for a moment. “You alright..?” Pal whimpered softly. The two tamas begin to explain their own story in their own language.

Opti was standing watch while Pal slept, making sure no threats came by. For the most part, no threats!

Lanki saw Opti staring at the wreckage of The Dog.

LANKI is a liar! Opti was standing watch for Nick.

Opti is changing his story. He’s a liar.

Pal snickered at the two beginning to bicker and fight. Lanki screeched at Opti for lying and Opti slapped Lanki when he screeched. Pal chuckled and soon began to laugh loudly, snapping the two tamas out of their anger at each other. Opti and Lanki looked happy that Pal was happy once more. “Where’s Bruti and Roachi?” Pal asked gently, attempting to stand up only to quickly stumble.

The Tamas immediately looked unsure and soon began to explain they had no idea. expressed their anxieties, mentioning that after Nick left, TamaBruti and the TamaRoachis had left to make sure Nick didn’t come back a second time. Pal felt an immediate wave of dread go over him. Pal, soon after, commanded the two of them to stay while he walked outside to find TamaBruti and the Roachis. He couldn’t lose them…

The wreckage of Percy….

Pal stared at the wreck, it was more ominous than he thought. It stared at Pal with an ominous grin. It wasn’t the most chilling thing about the creature though. The chilling part was Pal’s plan.

Pal had planned a glorious demise for Nick if he had decided to kill him. First, he’d allowed the Tamas to get a taste of flesh. He knew the Tamaterrorz were unsure about killing someone but he didn’t care. After he could see some blood, he had planned to tear Nick’s head off… replace it with a tamagotchi too! Why NOT?!

Pal clutched his chest, giving a rough gasp for air. He felt sick- he WAS sick! Sick in the head at least! Pal held his head, heaving loudly. A green color took over Pal’s eyes. He stumbled back, watching the green tears fall onto the ground. Gah-! G-Good to know those were real-! I-I guess-!!

A few eyes filled the empty sockets of Percy. In the moment, Pal screamed, figuring he was hallucinating. He gasped for air, feeling wires tangle around his body, threatening to consume him. There was a panicked chirp followed by, “Calm-! No- much calm!” This coo was followed up by rabid skittering. It didn’t take long before Pal felt a gentle hug around his waist. Pal whimpered and hugged the small creature back. TamaRoachi joined the hug soon after, hugging Pal’s face. Pal sniffled, his breathing settled down some. Slowly, he began to embrace Bruti and The Roachis. The Roachis began to whistle out a small tune to calm down Pal. “Y-…You’re all safe… you’re all safe,” Pal whispered, the green tears beginning to fade into normal tears as panic faded into joy.

TamaBruti hugged Pal for just a moment longer. “Is okayy, Pal?” Bruti asked softly, reaching up a hand to wipe away the tears. “Y…Yes, I think so, Bruti. Thank you,” Pal hugged Bruti back. The Roachis looked a little annoyed from not getting attention. Pal looked over before scooping them up and giving them small pets. “...Thank you for not abandoning me.” Pal stood up, smiling gently.

Hm, Pal had only just now realized this but his leg didn’t appear to be in pain. O-Other than a mild ache strangely. Pal hummed before picking up TamaBruti and the 4 TamaRoachis. “Come along you all. I have a few things I need to build,” Pal chuckled, not really believing himself either. He collected TamaOpti and TamaLanki and placed them all into the warehouse. “I’ll be right back.” Pal closed the door and walked out to the wreckage.

It was still chilling to look at but he didn’t have to be around it for very long. All Pal needed was the motherboard. If he could find where the motherboard was, he could transfer it into a new form. …Bingo, right on the back of the head..! It was like a small disk player, wildly impractical but easy to access. What spooked Pal was the strange goop on the motherboard. It looked almost exactly like the stuff dripping from his eyes. He didn’t remember putting anything of the sorts onto the motherboard. It didn’t even look like thermal paste–!

Wait, when was the last time Pal breathed-?

Pal took a sudden, deep breath and held his chest. “Hhhh…!” Pal whimpered and sat down. “Okay- hhhh…you’re okay..! You’re fine! You are…perfectly-! Fiiiine…” Pal stared down at the motherboard before walking away to his warehouse. The Tamas had all ducked away to hide in different places. Haa…hide and seek, the quickest way to cheer Pal up. Pal set down the motherboard and, soon after, Pal began to seek.

Pal approached three servers. On top of each one was a rubber ducky. Honestly, the story behind it was quite funny. Pal had placed a rubber ducky on one of them because he didn’t know where else to put it that was open. Next thing he knows, the other two servers crash the second he needs them. When he moved the duck to a different server, the server he took it from crashed. This went on until Pal went out and got two more rubber duckies to put on the servers. He was NOT happy about it but anything to keep them working.

Behind one of them, Pal heard a snicker. TamaRoachi. With a gentle reach around grab, Pal grabbed one of the TamaRoachis. Wait..one? The other three scattered from the area, running to different hiding places. “A-! H-Hey-! No fair!” Pal laughed lightly before setting the TamaRoachi down onto a dog bed. It cooed before entering sleep mode. Pal chuckled before noticing movement from a small drawer. Gotcha!

Pal crept slowly before quickly grabbing the 2nd TamaRoachi and holding up the ‘rabid insect’. It wiggled around in Pal’s grasp before settling down once they realized it was just Pal and he had intended no harm to the little bug. TamaRoachi looked excited before running off to the dog bed the second Pal placed it onto the ground. Pal chuckled and continued his search.

TamaLanki adored the venus flytraps. He must’ve been hiding somewhere near them. Checking where the venus flytraps were revealed TamaLanki hiding in a cupboard…with his arm sticking out of the door and one of his claws stuck inside the trap. Pal chuckled before very, very carefully removing TamaLanki’s claw from the Venus Flytrap’s mouth. TamaLanki’s arm reeled into the cupboard quickly, disappearing with a soft *slam.* Pal opened the cabinet to reveal TamaLanki in its disguised form. Pal carefully grabbed the toy and played the maze minigame quickly, awakening the toy. “Found ya~.” TamaLanki huffed and crossed his arms, swearing vengeance on the venus flytraps.

TamaOpti loved hanging from the ceiling. Maybe he’s up there..! Pal began to search the upper areas, moving a flamethrower out of the way. Oh by the way, he stores the more..random stuff up here. Among the trash was a flamethrower, a cool rusty knife he found while finding stuff on a nearby railroad track. There were a few wires and a ladder..there was some ribbon and hair dye. Oh! A snake enclosure! There was nothing inside but the spiders seemed to enjoy it. Hmfp, wasn’t for the dang spiders…

Aha..! One of TamaOpti’s tendrils stuck out from the mesh of cables. TamaOpti must’ve thought he was being sneaky. Pal very carefully bent down and lightly poked Opti’s tendril. “Boop…” TamaOpti let out a sputtered mess of electronic buzzes and pulled his tendril away from Pal. Pal chuckled and pulled TamaOpti out of the pile in the ceiling. “Found you my buuuzzyyy octopi!” Pal nuzzled TamaOpti, getting a jumbled crackling from TamaOpti that sounded like a gentle giggle. Pal looked at the ladder. The fall wasn’t too far down..Pal could absolutely jump and be fine- he was sure!

Pal got ready before stopping immediately and climbing down the ladder. “My leg is damaged enough. I shall not give into The Void’s Call today..” Pal said, humming to himself before he got back down to the ground level. TamaOpti ran off to the beds once he had been set down. Pal chuckled before noticing a TamaRoachi had fallen asleep on top of a shelf. Yoink! The TamaRoachi squealed before settling down quickly. “No sleeping during hide n seek..” Pal chuckled before setting the TamaRoachi down. It zoomed away too. Over by a pile of discarded plush and fabric was the final TamaRoachi. It had also fallen asleep. Careful not to wake it up, Pal reached down and gently petted its side before picking it up. It cooed and opened an eye before falling back asleep. TamaSleepy..

Pal set down the toy and began to look for TamaBruti. He liked many, many, many things in Pal’s warehouse. It was something new every day that TamaBruti had grown attached to. A week ago, it was the plush pile, yesterday it was Nick’s hair, on Wednesday, it was a flamethrower. Not to mention how it had grown to adore Percy’s cockpit during the entire duration of Pal building it.

Pal looked all over, finding a bone at one point. Hm, felt real but he never remembered murdering anyone. Oh well! Pal set down the bone, watching TamaBruti snatch it up the second Pal set it down. Aha! Guess the bone was his newest obsession. Pal snatched up (GENTLY) TamaBruti the second he saw him take the bone. TamaBruti squealed and conked Pal on the head with the bone. Pal was stunned, just sitting there and slowly realizing what happened. “I…need to stop scaring you…” Pal murmured before walking over to the beds and setting down TamaBruti. Pal smiled and looked over inside his house, quickly returning with a few treats for the Tamas. They chirped excitedly and shared another hug with Pal.

He loved these little guys with all his heart. Though, admittedly, waking up to see them was a shock. I mean, the day before, the creatures were normal tamagotchis and then the next day he woke up to gentle chaos in his warehouse. He had no idea what even happened! It was just- BOOM! There’s weird creatures everywhere!

Pal sighed and gently set down the Tamas, watching them get comfortable on the ground. He’d figure it out later. Right now, he has Tamas to put to bed and start work on-!

Him…

Pal looked over at his desk. The motherboard sat on his desk, glowing a little under his lamp’s light. The idea that it was the same motherboard in Percy gave Pal sharp shudders. He didn’t like the idea. It chilled Pal before he tucked the Tamas into their beds and began to work. Percy said he wanted it to be fast and versatile; tanky. Pal hopped onto his computer, loading up a 3d printing software. Oh, did he still have metal he could use to make the shell?

Pal got up from his seat and walked over to the 3d printer and looked at the metal scraps left over. Hmfp, mostly just plastic and stuff. Oh well, Percy requested a tamagotchi not a mechanized drone. Pal didn’t HAVE to use metal. Besides! Shells are usually…plastic n stuff. Not metal!

Very carefully, Pal began to switch out the material for his 3d printer. Hm, he was low on a lot of colors. Shocking considering that Pal could’ve swore that he had used more white over any of the other colors. Oh well. Pal swapped the color to white and returned to his computer to start work on making the shell. Percy wanted versatile, maybe extendable arms? Those could work well.

Over the weeks, Pal had worked out any bugs and issues with the creation. The extendable arms worked wonders! He could grab stuff from anywhere in his warehouse! Percy should hopefully enjoy this. This new form was fast, versatile and tanky! Only issue was that it wasn’t a tamagotchi as requested. Pal stared at the toy before him, using a prototype build of the motherboard for tests. It looked alright, the prototype motherboard was able to give Pal an idea of how it would work; the buttons worked, everything worked perfectly. Now, it was time to see what Percy thought of the toy…

Pal carefully put Percy’s motherboard inside the toy and turned it on. Pal didn’t program the toy with a very expressive screen..face thing. Naturally, this meant that Percy must immediately shatter this idea. Percy groaned loudly, eyes opening and expression changing a whole lot to be as expressive as possible. Pal stepped back a little. “So..Percy, are you there?” Pal asked softly as Percy stood up and stretched. Pal looked stunned by Percy wrapping his arm around Pal quickly and roughly pulling Pal towards him. “I am here! Eheh! Glad you were smart enough to add in limbs! I would’ve found a way to kill ya if you hadn't!” Percy laughed, pressing his head against Pal’s and generally just refusing to give Pal ANY space. Pal hissed and struggled a little.

“Percy-! Do you have even the slightest clue what personal SPACE is!?” Pal hissed, kicking his legs and trying to break free from Percy’s death grip. Percy laughed before roughly dropping Pal on the ground, seemingly slamming him down as roughly as he possibly could just to be a jerk about it. Pal hissed and rubbed the sore area. He brushed himself off and huffed angrily. “Anyways…how do you feel about this new form, hm?” Pal asked, looking up at Percy as he seemed to plot something for a moment. “Oh? Oh! I feel WONDERFUL!” Percy laughed, grinning a ‘completely normal’ grin at Pal that didn’t make him uneasy in the slightest.

Percy launched out on arm and wrapped around TamaLanki suddenly super tightly. Pal hissed, “Hey! Put him down!” Pal shouted at Percy before watching him extend his arm to his very limits. “If you say so, Creator~!” Percy suddenly dropped TamaLanki from high up. Pal barely caught Lanki and glared daggers at Percy. “D-Do that again and I’ll shut you down even if you kill me!” Pal hissed, threatening Percy. Pal hugged Lanki and started to soothe him. “You’re okay..you’re safe..” Pal whispered to Lanki as he teared up and began to sob. Percy chuckled softly and turned away from Pal. “Like you can make me do anything, sludge,” Pal looked up at Percy, confused. “Why’d you call me..Sludge? I expected you to comment on how..I’m a human and..y’know.. weak..” Percy looked amused, looking back at Pal. “You haven’t figured it out yet? You’re. Not. Human!” Percy laughed loudly, holding up Pal’s chin before pulling him towards him again. “You haven’t been human since that substance entered your veins! You’ve been a machine!” Percy laughed, staring holes into Pal, looking straight through him. Pal was taken aback. “Wh…” Pal shook his head. “Y..You’re lying..!” Pal gasped, shoving away from Percy and gently setting down TamaLanki. “Am I, Pal..? I don’t lie…”

Pal stepped back, covering an eye as green tears began to fall onto the ground. “Hm..I’m starting to realize something when it comes to you, Pal! Nick was your support system. You became parasitic when he had left because you had been without support in so long! You were scared of returning to THAT part of your life!!” Percy laughed. Pal rapidly shook his head and covered their ears. “SHUT! There is no excuse for my actions, got it!? Now shut up because I am NOT afraid to deactivate you, GOT IT!?” Pal shouts at Percy, getting a sharp laugh out of him. “Sure..whatever, Sludge.” Percy turned away before swinging up into the roof. It did not take him long in the slightest before he fell back down to the concrete floor. Pal scoffed a laugh before leaving the warehouse out the back entrance. He didn’t wanna stick around for Percy getting angry and possibly losing it.

Pal walked back inside his house and laid down for the night, snoozing on the soft bed. He’d book an appointment with a therapist tomorrow. I mean..he kinda has to, considering everything…

[heybiji]

[lelanida]

The Outcasts.

[nebulaaaeee]

so did y’all know that satosugu was inspired by a BL manga?

gege openly admitted to reading BL mangas and even said that he made fanart of said BL mangas

but..

the manga we’re focusing on is

The Night Beyond the Tricornered Window

( i’m never typing that out again )

here’s a manga panel from that BL manga

seems familiar?

hmm..

that’s right, their breakup was inspired by TNBtTW 😁

if your breakup was inspired by a BL manga, i don’t think any more proof is needed

[pwippy]

"au where till gets ivans coat and mizi gets suas headband post round-" NO. SCREW THAT. AU WHERE THE ALIENS IMBUE THE SOULS OF THE LOSERS INTO MUSIC BOXES AND GIVE THEM TO THE WINNERS OF THE ROUND. AND THEY PLAY THE SONG OF THAT ROUND.

YOU OPEN THE LID AND A TINY FIGURINE OF THE LOSER POPS UP. SUAS WARM SMILE IS PERMANENTLY CARVED INTO A MINISCULE PORCELAIN STATUETTE. SHE TWIRLS AND THE BUBBLES BEHIND HER FLOAT LIKE THE ONES DURING MY CLEMATIS. THEY GLOW.

TILL OWNS IVANS. HE HAS 2. ONE PLAYS BLACK SORROW AND THE OTHER PLAYS CURE. BUT THE FIGURINE INSIDE THE ROUND 6 BOX IS CRACKED ( insert analysis on ivans emotional state and how that affected his soul and therefore the doll) AND THE SONG WONT PLAY FULLY THROUGH. IT STUTTERS AND IS SLIGHTLY OFF KEY. ITS PAINFUL TO LISTEN TO. TILL SLAMS IT SHUT AND THE LITTLE DISSONANT MELODY STOPS ABRUPTLY FILLING THE ROOM WITH SILENCE

so anyways i think they would look like this :3

[sanasanakun]

My inconsequential pet peeve with the dragon age fandom is the erasure of male Lavellan and the assumption all Lavellans romanced Solas. And that's the devs' fault cause like Solas should be a bi option or AT LEAST discuss the vallasin (i am not looking up how to spell that) thing with male Lavellans also. But that didn't happen soooooooo like...I don't do bald dudes and I like to play as funny little guys. Where is my funny little guy Lavellan rep???? He's very silly and he loves buff, emotionally constipated women who devalue his religious background and who leave him to become the pope (it's problematic tbh)

[sanjis-my-girlfriend]

I like to think sanji might have some sort of ED, like he smokes a lot right? And in canon is because he wants to look cool or sum, but also, nicotine makes you less hungry so what if after the first few times he smoked, he realized it takes his appetite? What if he smokes a lot so he's prepared if that stuck on a rock situation happens again?

He will feed everyone first it's ok, his cigarettes will get him throught it.

He will ration the food and make sure everyone gets their share, it's ok if he gets scraps or nothing at all, his cigarretes will get him throught it.

And maybe, just maybe Zeff kinda knows. It's an unspoken rule to not talk about it, Zeff has tried asking why he smokes so much, Sanji brushed it off, and really, Zeff always made sure he ate and ate and ate, so it's ok, let the little brat do whatever.

But now, Sanji is leaving with the strawhats, and Zeff will really miss him, and maybe, when he tells Sanji to be careful not to catch a cold, he adds "and eat well".

[chainsawctopus]

Mise En Yoshiden

[morickkk]

I Know

( hinted scarian ) desert duo fic

Summary - after limited life, everyone was soon back at their respective servers. There were still times that they have to look at their own surroundings, especially above them. Scared that something will explode again. Grian and Scar on the other hand was still there at the desert.

( Sets in during buttercup timelineee )

Grian was at their cherry tree base , just trying to figure out their last plan to get back on the goat. He thought of getting rid of the man’s redstone again but he knew the other would just start to get more for himself with all the diamonds they own now.

He sighs at the thought and lays down flat on the ground, ignoring the bed near him thats just two blocks away from him. After a bit, grian was still there, only head empty.

– Grian! “ The man in a red jumper groaned in pretend annoyance after hearing the voice. On the other hand, the guy yelling just kept on calling out for him until he was near.

“ Oh mister, don't just lay down there! It’s cold! “ Grian ignored the other by closing his eyes and putting his left arm on them. He heard a humm of disappointment on the other.

Silence was there, it was calming but also uncomfortable. There were only the two of them, the man with a moustache was a bit busy with their work and the other two decided to procrastinate on theirs.

Grian decided to remove his hands and flutter his eyes open, the first thing he saw was the brunette squatting beside him while his face was looking down directly at the other.

Grian was startled but not enough for them to stop staring at each other without any thought of talking or moving. After a minute of two Scar finally spoke.

“ You should lay down on somewhere more comfortable “ they were still on that position, awkwardly trying to communicate on who should move first.

“ No. “

Scar sighed at this response and finally stood up, the other got a little disappointed at that but his face fell while looking at what the brunette was about to do.

The man took a chair, enough for him to reach the leaves that's a substitute for a roof, he quickly moved the leaves to the side and made a bright ray of sunshine hitting the spot he wanted.

He then moved away from the area and smirked at the other. Meanwhile the dirty blonde was there trying to cover the somehow annoying light oh his face, too stubborn to even move away from his place.

“ G, c’mon now you can't be that stubborn “

“ I can, and I will! “

Scar rolled his eyes, and walked on his way to the buttercup meeting table. He pulled out a bundle filled with hia ‘ oh so famous ‘ cookies.

“ You hungry? “ Scar asked. “ Only if it’s not bread. “

Scar chuckles a bit, “ Are cookies bread? “

“ Depends if you put yeast and water in them. Do you? “

“ No! Never! “

“ Can I have some? “

“ You’re going to need to get off of there to get them “

Grian jolts up, glaring at the other whose face was in their signature smirk.

“ I hate youuu.. “

Grian stands up and walks over to the other chair beside the terraformer, The brunette handed the other the bundle while munching one of his handmades.

“ I forgot that you make really good kisses, I missed this. “

“ Why thank you, Grian! I’m glad you liked them . “

Grian humms in response, trying to not make it awkward as it ever was. “ Grian, did you ever regret it? “

“ What? “

“ oh uhm–Nothing. “

Grian heard what the other said loud and clear, but he was confused about the statement. He had many regrets, definitely more than what you can ever think of, he was just confused on what it was about.

He looked back at the bundle, filled with cookies.

Cookies.

He sees now.

“ I don’t know. “ He replies

“ I see. “ The hint of despair was there.

“ Do you want to talk about it? “ Scar looks at him, clear sorrows in his eyes. Suddenly Grian didn’t feel like eating the pastries.

Silence.

It was just silence. They knew they would have to wait for a decade to get any answer, they knew that both of them were still in pain. What they didn’t know is how they’re going to approach each other without the unfortunate atmosphere.

“ I miss mumbo. “

“ We saw him yesterday. “

“ Yeah, and I still miss him “

“ I miss us. “

Scar fiddled with his the last cookie on his hand, playing with the texture of it while knowing he won’t eat it after.

Grian was still quiet, dull, not reacting physically. Inside it did hurt, it hurt trying to leave.

“ You miss the desert, not us. “

“ It was never about the desert, G. “

“ You only cared about the monopoly. “

“ I cared about us. “

“ Surely not. “

“ I did. “

“ I was betrayed, Scar. “ Grian winced, saying his former partner’s name shouldn't be this painful.

“ I know, I’m sorry. “

“ They made me kill you. “

“ I know, and I apologise. “

“ I didn’t want to. “

“ And yet you did it again.

“ Im… I didn’t mean t... “

Scar stood up, the air felt suffocating. He couldn't look at the other, could watch the other leave. He couldn't.

“ Scar…Are you still there? “

“ You can look if you want to know. “

“ I’m sorry. “

“ I know. “

“ I’m so sorry. “

“ I know. “

“ Im.. “ Grian choked a sob, his breath hitched and it started to get really hard to breath.

“ Grian.. I forgive you. “

“ You always do. “

“ I know. Maybe next time I won’t “

“ That’s a lie, we both know it “

Scar hums in response. “ Well—Did you regret it? “

“ I regret everything. “

That’s good to know. Scar thought.

“ I’m also sorry. “ Grian looked at the other.

“ I made you feel unsafe back in uhm, last life? No double life. Uhm “

“ You shouldn’t be. “

“ Back when you were gone in the last life game. I thought. I thought you’d start yelling at me and be really mad, y’know it was a scary thought Grian! Really it was! “

“ I knew, I heard. “

“ What? “

“ I saw, I watched, I knew. “

“ And you didn’t bother telling me? “

“ We weren’t exactly allies that time. “

“ Right. Right… “

“ I was never mad. More of. Disappointed “

“ You sound like a mom! “ He tried to lighten the mood up.

“ Really Scar, I was disappointed. Not to you but myself. “

“ Scar I killed you again, by my own fault. The last thing I wanted to do! “

The brunette walks back at the table, not sitting but just standing in front of the other.

“ It wasn’t your fault. Anyone would have died in that situation. “

“ I killed us. I ruined this us that you oh so missed Scar. Yet you always seem to forgive its— this whole thing! Big distraction to get away from all my problems, from our problems! I didn’t want to think about it. Scar. Please. “

“ It’s okay G. “

“ It’s not. “

“ I know. “

“ We’re a mess aren’t we? “

“ Yeah. I forgive you by the way. “

“ I know. “

( ill probably update this time to time if i see something wrong

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Word count : 1,126 ( aint no way )

Thank you @sardix for the idea, i didnt really make the uhm the story revolve aroudn the prompt, hope u like it though

@misted-buttercup-enjoyer -- here mate, for soem reason the other person who wanted to be tagged isn't working

[carcarrot]

damn if this show doesnt hit every time

[two-crows]

still dont have a name for this au/ocs but heeeyyyyy added a bp and squanch for this fucked up rick (little bit fucked up rick post here)

yea they're fucked up in every universe </3

[chichapalabok]

reupload of my Knights x Nier Automata au!!! Decided to combine my favorites together and yeah i sadly dont know who could fit the role of A2 dhjshdsjk

I like to think izumi gets 2 scanner units (leo and tsukasa) and their operators ritsu and arashi

+simone arashi for self indulgent purposes

[strxnged]

KAZUHA: # lent.

word count. 0.7k. genre. ANGST.

song request by @rainswept: lent — autoheart.

warnings. spoilers for kazuha's backstory.

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Whether he would admit it or not, Kazuha was running.

“The clouds do not thunder above me,” he would always say. “I only catch the scent of rain and know when it is time to move on.”

That wasn’t the whole reason, but you wouldn’t argue anymore. He had his reasons, of course, with the tragic but “justified” death of his closest friend, and his other friend unwantedly encouraging him to mourn. You eventually gave up on telling him to work through the pain. He was allowing the avoidance to change him at his core. He didn’t want to hear you talk about the duel at the throne, he didn’t want you to tell him to face the truth, and he didn’t want to stay still. Which meant that you didn’t stay still, either. Despite everything, you remained by his side.

Until today.

As much as you loved and cared for Kazuha Kaedehara, he was lost and wandering and dragging you out of the storm's reach with him. After many failed attempts to tell him to leave you behind, today you would be successful. Today his scarlet eyes would do no convincing, his speech of tulle would fall flat. Today you would plead with him to let the darkness of a storm come.

Kazuha seemed to know, too. He was keeping a careful eye on you and his hands fidgeted. You were just outside of a village, one you didn’t mind the prospects of settling down in. But he often faced away from it, to the horizon of the sea.

It was as if he wanted to journey beyond the ends of the earth to avoid the storm.

“A storm is on our tail,” he urged you, absently curling a leaf in his fingers. “We shall go on, indeed?”

You did not speak. He knew the answer.

“Tempests are nearing,

And merciless, gusting threats,

My breaths grow sharper,” he mused. You stood behind his view from where the clouds in the horizon were approaching quickly. They were indeed black, and you could hear rolls of thunder.

“We live in a nation,” you said, “where the threats are not to be ignored.”

He didn’t respond, but his fist clenched and he tilted his head up towards the sky.

“Even fugitives must face their pursuit.”

He shook his head, turning his head just enough so that you could see one of his eyes. “Not like this.”

“Kazuha.”

He fully faced you, eyebrows puckered. “Not like this,” he repeated in a whisper. The wind was picking up and his loose hair swirled around his face.

Your heart felt like a cloth being wrung over a well, but you held fast. “I don’t want to keep running. This has become different from when we started, Kazu. I can’t be involved in your denial like this.”

He shook his head. “I have no reason to wallow in the darkness.”

“You’re not listening!” you cried. Wind tore at your face, drying your tears almost immediately. “You’re going to be running your whole life because you aren’t letting his sacrifice mean anything to you! To us!”

The last time you had seen Kazuha cry was the day of the duel before the throne. But he had later claimed that it was dishonourable to cry over it, and that he must not allow himself to be weighed down by it. Now, the weight was coming over him again, sinking his shoulders and drooping his eyes as the tears fell.

His eyes flashed up to the sky, fear spawning in them at the sight of the grey clouds. Oh, you knew he was so tenderly sensitive to the weather. You knew his connection to the wind had always tormented his soul. But you wished, you prayed, that he would stay.

You felt his hands on your cheeks and his lips on your forehead. Then, he turned away from you again, wiping both his eyes with his wrists. “I must—I must go. Follow me if you will it.”

The rain hit your back, your hair, your cheeks. It soaked and consumed you as you sank to your knees, planting yourself in the grass. But Kazuha ran. His hand had released the leaf and it danced in the wind before settling a few feet before you.

“Come back,” you whispered. You tilted your face and caught the rain in your eyes and the raindrops became your tears. And you became the storm. But Kazuha still ran.

author's note. holy guac, ink, this song was so good and this fic just. like. happened. thank you 100000 times for your request and for introducing to me this song AGHSHFF

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