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the end.

There are no words, not for something like this. 

How could there possibly be enough words in the goddamn dictionary to spell out what is running through his mind? Like a train rushing through a track, the thoughts churn and churn, faster and faster until he's left out of breath, panting and using all his energy just to stand. 

He’s... he’s saying goodbye.

How many years have you wished for this? And how many have you spent dreading it? 

When did things change from When will I leave? to Will I ever leave? to Do I have to leave? When did the thought of returning to where he once hailed become so frightening, so dreaded that he’d much rather spend his days dying over and over than face whatever was back home? When did he start to treasure the time spent here, in this shit city that he’s damned more times than he can count? 

When did Hive fucking City become home?

Dio can’t breathe; he’s barely even standing, legs trembling and arms scrabbling at the foundations of the house he’s grown to love. He’s clinging for dear life, utterly afraid of what’s to come. There’s so much here that’s become the norm for him - he’s turned into someone he can’t even recognize anymore... someone he actually likes. Someone who the old Dio would be ashamed by, and that’s somehow okay. Because he knows that his past self would hate who he’s turned into, and that means he’s improved enough. He’s become a better man, a better Dio to himself and those around him - moreso than he would’ve ever thought possible as just Left clone D-10.

But no. He’s not Left. He’s Dio - he’ll always be Dio. He’s not going to forget that. 

Without really thinking, he lets his two Pokemon out of their Poke Balls. They chirp happily upon being out, but soon realize that something is horribly, terribly wrong. Fitz is not pecking at his hat, and Lyra is not rubbing against his leg. They simply stare with him, their eyes not able to conceive why or how the world is breaking down before them. But Dio lets them watch - he can’t deny his treasured partners the sight of their own farewell.

The sky is bleak as he stares over the rim of his top hat, his vision blurry and wet. He chews on his bottom lip, trying in vain to keep the tears at bay, but he’s become weak to them. They overwhelm him in that quiet moment, trickling at first but gaining speed and duration fast until he can’t help but let loose a sob. Falling to his knees, Dio yells, his fists tightening and slamming into the ground. Everything - everything will be gone, and he doesn’t even know if he’ll remember it.

Goddammit, he finally found what he needed, wrapped his greedy claws around it, and it’s being ripped from his fingertips. And the absence of it already aches, his chest burning with enough anger and sorrow and grief to last a lifetime. 

The end is near, but he has enough time to say goodbye to those that matter. He doesn’t even care if their phones are no longer active or if they’re in this city anymore - he’ll send it to anyone that once mattered but didn’t any longer, and those that will always matter.

To: Frisk, Magilou, Yuan, Luna, Rika, Terezi ...[expand for more...]  From: Dio [txt]: this is it, then. [txt]: thank you.

And of course, for those that he’s grown the closest to, there will be no words spared. He knows this is it.

To: Marceline, Peridot, Travis Love: Dio [txt]: none of it was wasted. [txt]: i’ll miss you more than you know.

Hitting the send button is a bit more difficult than he realizes, his fingers trembling as he types it all out. He wishes he could be with at least the most important three right now - he wishes he could at least go out with them. But he’s here, he’s watching the sky evaporate before his eyes, and he fears what’s next. He fears what’s to come, he fears going home or to Hell or to the nothingness that’s claimed him so many times before. He’s just so unsure of what will happen, but he’s learned by now that being a coward does nothing. No, he must stand now, and meet his end like a man - like a much better man than he was when he first arrived five years ago. 

With a few deep breaths, he’s able to get back on his feet, hands still leaning against the house. But he needs to let go of his home - the place he’s spent so many years living in with people dear to him - and face whatever’s happening with courage. It’s time to let go. 

It’s time to go.

He finally lets go of the wall, fists clenched at his sides. With his Pokemon released, his loved ones texted, and the last of his reluctance broken, he has no choice but to stare it in the face. The sky splits apart, the ground crumbles into pieces, and Dio feels the numbing sensation envelop him, too. 

In spite of it all - and perhaps just to spite whatever is forcing this to happen - he lets one last trademark smirk cross his lips before he meets the end.

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“Rika, you couldn’t have ended that more perfectly.”

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...Cool, now there were fucking dragons here. Not that Dio was the least bit surprised, given what he’d seen in this godforsaken city in his oh-so-short stay of five years.

The dragon was acting kind of like a dog or a cat, though, and didn’t look feral or aggressive (aside from growling at the clerks to turn on the tvs again). Against his better judgment, the blond approached it with caution, trying to seem casual.

“Anything good on, dude?” he asked.

Another flashing box, this one didn’t have the same person on it as when he’d first arrived. Seated in front of a television store window, Toothless watched the flashing screens while his tail swished behind him. It was getting late and the store keep looked a little annoyed that whenever they tried to turn the televisions off, they’d have a growling dragon make them turn it all back on.

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shirokurosanta:

     “Oh yeah, is that so? Well news flash, I don’t know who the hell you are.”

     Aoi doesn’t know who he is, but he seems to know who he is. Probably from another timeline if he has to guess. Besides, he doesn’t know much about what’s to happen in the future, only vague details from what Akane told him.

Oh. Hey, sweet - he wasn’t from a timeline where they’d crossed paths.

With a devilish smirk, Dio crossed his arms, leaning on the nearest wall. “Yeah, well, guess that’s a mystery you’ll have to solve, if you want to, that is. Name’s Dio. I already know you, Aoi Kurashiki.”

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I’m here to join the ZE party. ✎ Dio???? If you haven’t played VLR, Carlos is good too.

So there’s this asshole

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dividaetimpera:

“Just need a place to get cigarettes, right now. Maybe some whiskey.”

Whatever the kid’s motivations, Kovacs didn’t really care. He only needed a sounding board,honestly. If he could indulge Ryker’s smoking habit a the same time, might as well.

“How long you been stuck in this City?”

“Ah, there’s convenience stores all around. C’mon, there’s one a block away, if I remember right.” Giving a one-shouldered shrug, Dio started walking, not really caring whether or not the man was following behind him.

But, as it turned out, he was - and he even tried to strike up a conversation. Scoffing, the blond replied, “Just about five long, long fucking years.”

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toomanysweaters:

Waddles was sat down on the ground gently, his tiny hooves clip clopping on the ground! And Mable sat down in front of the cat Pokemon; utterly beaming!!

“A meowth! Oh my gosh, i never though I’d ever get so lucky to meet a real life Meowth! This is even better than I thought meeting a unicorn would be!!”

Dio chuckled in amusement as the kid stared at his pet, who in turn was purring with delight. Lyra was the people-oriented one of his team - hell, she was more social than most residents of the house - and it was always cute to watch her make friends (not that Dio would ever admit that). 

“Yeah, like I said, they’re in the city. All kinds. You need to get yourself one, kid.”

Lyra mewed as if to agree with him, rubbing against Mable’s legs and batting at the ends of his scarf playfully. 

“Nya, nya!”

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tortorem replied to your post “Tch. What’s everyone so goddamn happy about now?”

"Yeah I know right? It sucks."

“You can fuck right off, asshole!”

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shirokurosanta started following you

“I’ve definitely seen you before.”

Dio never forgot a face, and he’d been briefed back home about the Kurashiki siblings - but he seemed a lot younger here. There was a chance they hadn’t met in Aoi’s respective timeline.

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“Tch. What’s everyone so goddamn happy about now?”

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toomanysweaters:

And her eyes go wide, staring at Dio.

“Waddles is just a normal, cute pig… but are you telling me there are Pokemon in this city?!”

He wondered if it was a mistake, telling her that. But she was excited, and he couldn’t get any satisfaction from picking on a top-hatted kid. (A regular kid, sure, but she understood the classiness.)

“Yeah, they’re all around. You gotta get your own Poke Balls to go out and catch ‘em, though. Here, I’ll show you one of mine.”

Fitz was a bit too much for even Dio to handle, so Lyra it was. Grabbing her ball, he clicked the button in the center and let out the Meowth, who appeared in a flash of light.

“Nya?”

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venomoushelianthus replied to your post “¢”

Yeah, no, she's plastered. There's some ugly crying in there, definitely. On the plus size, the mascara MAY wash out of his clothes.

This is, without a doubt, the worst day of his life.

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toomanysweaters:

“My names Mabel, and this is my pet pig. His name is Waddles!”

“Oh. Is he, like, a Pokemon? Or just a pig?”

You could never be too certain with Hive City.

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“ shut the fuck up ”

vine starters

“No, how about you shut the fuck up!?”

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rp sentence starters taken from vines 

“ i thought you were bae.  turns out you’re just fam ” “ i coulda dropped my croissant ” “ i put a whole bag of jelly beans up my ass ” “ this bitch empty ” “ you’re not my dad ” “ you always want to hear something ” “ ugly ass fucking noodle head ” “ dude that hurt like a butt cheek on a stick ” “ it’s wednesday my dudes ” “ your mom’s a hoe ” “ i do love working here ” “ i’m not going to your fucking baby shower ” “ has anyone ever told you you look like beyonce? ” “ i love you bitch ” “ i ain’t ever gonna stop loving you bitch ” “ what are those? ” “ you’ll be a dead son of a bitch i’ll tell you that ” “ i can’t believe you’ve done this ” “ look at all those chickens ” “ hi welcome to chili’s ” “ i never fucking learned how to read ” “ try me bitch ” “ i wanna be a cowboy ” “ why don’t i have a car seat? ” “ you’re thicker than a bowl of oatmeal ” “ hoe don’t do it ” “ a potato flew around my room before you came ” “ when will you learn that your actions have consequences ” “ i’m 11 so shut the fuck up ” “ i have a basketball game tomorrow ” “ this bitch called me ugly ” “ i like pickles ” “ it’s fricken bats ” “ i love halloween ” “ excuse my pottymouth ” “ shut the fuck up ” “ i’m washing me and my clothes bitch ” “ that was legitness ”

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toomanysweaters:

“aw man, why can’t i find one place that respect top hats? their the height of classy fashion!”

“Well, you got me, if no one else. Name’s Dio. You?”

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✢

✢ – An awkward hug

“Rika! Rika, get off!”

How the hell does someone drink that much? How do they get that inebriated, trip, and fall on top of the person they’re standing next to? 

And now, he’s lying on his back with a plastered blond woman with her arms spread out over his frame. Goddammit. He wonders if she thinks he’s Delta, or some stupid shit like that.