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// I shall be returning here soon!

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         — ❤  This conversation alone was enough to convince her that he was far different from the boy she had met when she began her life of heroism. There was a certain calm that he now carried as if all the urgency had fallen away leaving him— lighter, less… DESTRUCTIVE. Although his dedication betrayed him but not in the way she had expected it to. His affection towards her used to unnerve the Mew but now her fear came from a different place entirely. Young girls dream of LOVE and crave that devotion without realizing its consequence. She knew better now, she knew that ache and how he felt. 

          UNREQUITED feelings were possibly the most harrowing ( yet he had made no attempt to kiss her or touch her in any way ). Oddly enough she had reached out first and since that brief brushing of skin, he had kept his distance. Maybe she did not have a right to pass such harsh judgment in the past, even now there was so much she had not known so much she still did not. There had to be a reason why he treated her like he had, why he was here now.

         His shock was almost endearing and the genuine reaction put her at ease. Cheeks still remained PINK but the heat was not as aggressive as it had been prior. ❝I could have left you outside but it would be pretty hard to talk to you while I’m all the way in here, wouldn’t it ? ❞ Of course, she was avoiding the real question at hand which was the matter of her comfort. Normally he would have invited himself in but to be invited ( well ) it was something new for both of them. 

          Somehow it had just occurred to her now that this was not his first time in her bedroom. The furniture had remained the same as well as the wallpaper but there was something so subtly out of place, it would truly SHOCK her if he were to notice. As she wandered over to the vanity on the far side of the room eyes scanned the photos which hung along the mirror’s edge. ❝ Yes and no… ❞ The worn images captured the smiling faces of the other mews as well as the heroine’s old schoolmates. There was one distinct figure missing from all these pictures, MASAYA. Still, she turned away though she lingered for a moment too long for her silence not to be noticed.

          ❝ But yeah— It’s mostly the same, I guess. ❞ Somehow her smile was more MELANCHOLY than before. The memories were too fresh even now but it was not the time dwell on a failed romance especially given her current company.

         He took his time to note how little the room had changed. It was almost a little eerie, like walking into the past. Not that he really has any room to talk. His apartment was rather bare. Lacking any real personal touch besides the multitudes of cat toys laying around thanks to Yoshi. He supposed his new found home didn’t really look much different than the one he had with the company of his ‘so-called family’ teammates. But still, he had expected there to be some different changes. Especially with her love of that rather obnoxious man, what was his name again, Mark, no, that wasn’t right. Oh, Masaya had been his name if he could remember correctly. 

                      ‘Yes and no...’ 

        So there was something different after all? His face scrunched a small amount at that, what was he missing? Something had to be different, he knew this room way to well. A fact that actually slightly disturbed him now that he thought about it. Hell, he even knew the exact way she had arranged her pillows. Though he wasn’t going to outwardly say that he knew such information. She had just invited him in after all and losing what little ground he had gained wasn't in his best interest. 

         It took a moment, but the long drawn out silence caught his attention. He turned to face her the same time her head was turning away from the worn pictures that decorated the rim of the mirror. His face scrunched a bit, expecting to find them rather littered with pictured of his ‘rival’ as he used to call him. Only not to find a single one there. What? That couldn’t be...

      Golden eyes narrowed a bit to get a better look without making his way there, and even so he still couldn’t see a single one with that obnoxious schoolboy in them. Why was that? She was obsessed with him so why was he gone? Unless... he was out of her life? Oh no, was it wrong to feel a little pleased about that?

                   “Did something happen to you and that... loverboy of yours?”

     He couldn’t help it, even if it was a topic he had a small feeling he should be avoiding. 

   “He’s not in any of your pictures. I expected to see him everywhere in your room by now.”

     Yet there was no malice, no coinciding tone that seemed to say he was glad the man was gone. It was more curiosity and perhaps a bit of worry. Was she alright? 

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Mini Hiatus warning

     // I wonder if this made anyone go “WTF??” Anyways. September 28th - October 1st. I wont have access to my laptop. I am going on probably the world’s most awkward first trip to Disney ever and will be back Sunday night and might just lurk. I’m probably gonna sleep like shit… aye…

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          — ❤ When Ichigo first became a Mew she felt as if the event had been pure CHANCE, devoid of reason. Yet, the more she had grown into her role the less she thought her heroism coincidental. At first, she had openly voiced her doubts about her newfound responsibility but there was simply no denying that she was a natural born protector. A girl who had so much love in her heart that she was willing to sacrifice everything for those she allowed in, no matter how fleeting the encounter may seem. 

         So, that was why she cried. Why she wept— but only for an instant. Because there was a moment where she had seen his true heart and in turn, she had allowed him entrance into her own though he was still only at the threshold. She would not dare to admit it ( since to her it was not yet true ). Forgiveness was not something she was adept at but this could be THE BEGINNING. 

        ❝No, but since it’s you I really shouldn’t be surprised. ❞ This was more their usual rapport, although admittedly it still was far more PLAYFUL than in the past. For the first time since their conversation began she allowed herself to genuinely consider him, everything was the same yet so utterly different. He looked softer in a way ( kinder ). 

         In the afternoon light, she stood motionless lips slightly parted in surprise. He spoke all at once and her cheeks flushed further with every added assertion. ❝ You always were so stubborn, especially when it came to your feelings so I guess it can’t be helped… ❞ His stubbornness used to manifest as aggression but it would seem that whatever fueled that prior anger was no more. While clearly FLUSTERED her slight embarrassment did not stop her as she stepped further away from the window. ❝ Are you going to come in ? It’s hot out and people are going to start to notice a crazy guy on my roof eventually. ❞

      There was a small laugh that fled the man’s lips when she spoke. He could hear that playful tone drip ever so slightly into it. Her voice sounded like bell’s to him, or perhaps wind chimes was a better word. Those small objects had become one of the few things he truly appreciates humans for making. It was such a soft soothing sound and to him, that’s how it was anytime she spoke. Even in anger, she had a tone that had drawn him in, hungry for each note like a sponge to water. 

           “Hey if there is one thing at least you can say about me is that I'm persistent. Though that’s both a compliment and an insult considering.” 

       Now if this conversation had been occurring back in his younger adolescent years, it would have been less kind than it is now. His confusion and anger had manifested into violence. Love was never something he had been taught really. He had always been such a lonely boy, his mother, God rest her soul, had been his sole provider. All the way up until she died leaving him alone at a terribly young age. Her death was caused by the planet they inhabited. Since then he had never really known kindness, his adopted ‘family’ never really behaved like a family unit. Singled out as the odd child all due to circumstances of life. In the end, a life as a soldier was the only comfort he had found for his pain.

        In the begging his love was fake. Just a game to get inside his enemies head and throw her off balance. Yet, the more they interacted the less false that emotion had become. It conflicted him, made him question the only thing that had ever given him comfort. Sadly that had begun to manifest into a blind rage until he saw her in danger that one day. That day, in that moment, all of that rage had died to protect her. Laying down his life just to save her. His confusion lifting like a veil as every fiber of him had screamed to protect her like she was his own life. 

       Golden hues watched as she stepped away from the window causing him to furrow brows once more. The next set of word’s ended up being ones never spoken to him before by her. An invite inside of her room. Not ‘get out’ or ‘go away’ like he had expected. Shock clearly edged across his face. 

                 “You’re inviting me inside?”

       His tone was undeniably flabbergasted, almost hesitant for fear of intruding. Yet to deny the offer of his Kitty Cat was something he would never do. Stuffing down his shock he tried his best to just climb into the room to avoid any prying eye’s catch sight of his magic. Feet hid the ground of her bedroom allowing him to get an actual good look for one. 

                 “Well doesn’t look like things have changed much.”  

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you can :                  break my 𝓼𝓸𝓾𝓵                  take my  l i f e  away

                                                  beat me                                                   hurt me                                                   ᴋɪʟʟ ​ ᴍᴇ

                                                                           BUT FOR THE LOVE OF GOD                                                                                                  d o n  ’  t                                                                                                  t  o u c  h                                                                                                  t  h  e  m

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you  can   𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮  a M O N S T E R

                                        it   can   even                                         l o v e    y o u   back

                                                                                but  that  doesn’t                                                                                 change           its                                                             ɴ  ᴀ  ᴛ  ᴜ  ʀ  ᴇ 

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                                        i didn’t want to fall in love                                                   not at all

                                       but at some point you smiled                                              and holy shit i blew it

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// loudly setting things up on @inkedprotectors , decided instead of making a side blog or a whole new one to just revamp a blog that legit had only 10 posts.

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// Trying to find a transparent imagine of mytho and Fakir is the death of me. I might just draw them myself at this rate...

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i wish we met BEFORE

               they convinced you LIFE is WAR 

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       “Some day’s you just loudly have to say, screw this, and eat another dessert.” 

   Happily he opened up another ice cream bar. He swore this planet’s heat was going to roast him alive one day.

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There is nothing I won’t sacrifice to see you happy

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                             Why can’t I erαѕe all of these мιѕтαĸeѕ I’ve made?                                                I’m sorry                                                         ᴵ'ᵐ ˢᵒʳʳʸ                                                                 ᴵ'ᵐ ˢᵒʳʳʸ

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                                      your smile is everything I aim to protect

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The right people

In the wrong time

At the wrong place

Are meant for tragedy

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          — ❤ There was a reason behind his words though it evaded the heroine she could still hear the remorse dripping from his tone. What had she expected? ( not this ) But if not this, then what ? No matter her efforts she could not will herself back into a more subdued state. Ichigo was an emotion creature— If anything. Once she teetered over the edge there was no reeling in the impassioned storm she became.

        ❝ But — ❞ Though, she wished to protest there was no proper denial she could fathom together. Their history was marred with battles, wounds, and ultimately death. From the moment they had met there was far too much between them for there to ever be peace of any kind ( or so she had thought as much ).  

          More than reconciliation there were HEARTS at play through hers was very much broken yet she knew nothing of his own. Though in the past— there was more than simply fondness. He had plainly stated that but years had come and passed, surely she was no longer the same girl who had enraptured him so. Cheeks grew damp as he spoke with such warmth that the Mew had to remind herself just who she was speaking with.

          Fingertips grazed her skin with a gentleness she never knew the alien possessed. Immediately, she felt compelled to swipe away at her tears with her free hand to fully grasp his expression. Afraid if she pulled away that the ILLUSION would shatter within a moment’s notice, but when the mist had cleared all remained. ❝ You must be disappointed… ❞ The chuckle that followed was watery but it was enough to signify that her mood was improving. ❝ Instead, I’m here crying like a little kid— It’s bad isn’t ?❞

          His declaration caused her to grow silent though she gripped his hand just a bit tighter at the sound of that four-letter word. ❝You shouldn’t… It’s been so long. The Ichigo you fell for, I don’t think I’m her anymore. ❞ And then she lets go, but she lingered in the window, unmoving as if she wished to say more, but she did not. 

        In all reality he never expected her to even consider accepting him. He had long since made peace with the fact things most likely wouldn’t work out between the pair. Always on opposite sides and he didn’t just mean good or evil. It was rare their ambitions or even their ever-shifting directions aligned long enough for them to walk the same path. Then there was also the emotional and physical pain he had caused her. One doesn’t just simply forgive the person who had once inflicted so much damage. 

        Even despite all that she still stood there, leaning a bit out the window while grasping at his hand. Beautiful eyes blurred with tears that still threatened to spill across slightly rose ridden cheeks. A woman like her didn’t deserve to cry over somebody like him.

                 ‘Why are you crying... Ichigo?’

       Those words rang in his head, the same ones that slipped past his lips the day he died. To cry over an enemy... how odd it must have been to anyone else. Yet she still cried... but what became of her afterward was a mystery.  The pieces of which are slowly being pieced together with every passing word that left her. Even as she tried to dry tear’s the realization of what she said caused green brows to furrow before pushing upwards. 

   “It’s not bad. I’m sure I overwhelmed you. Seeing a dead man creeping outside your window isn’t exactly normal.”

         An attempt at humor on his part to lighten the mood just a tad.   

  “As for you being different, come on, you didn’t expect me to assume you never changed, did you? I mean I’m not exactly the same me you remember either kitten. Trust me if I was I would have busted into your room a long time ago with a less tactful manner. But the kitty cat I feel for, it wasn’t because of your mew powers or anything else it’s because of who I saw you are. So what, you may have changed but, the fact is you’re still Ichigo. No matter how much you’ve grown up or not. We all change kitty that’s one thing I've learned. If I can’t love you for those changes that still make you, you, then I never loved you now did I?”

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// I seriously don’t think anyone will ever be able to comprehend how big of a doofus these two will be. I swear they will hurt all of your guy’s brains.