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This is your captain speaking, & THIS IS YOUR CAPTAIN YELLING!!!

These can go around easy & stuff! I am Peachy! I am pretty easy going & love talking! Here to bring you A.ryll from the W.ind W.aker game from the L.egend of Z.elda franchise!

Give a lil’ heart or reblog & I will check you out! Please & thanks a ton!

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hello it’s me -- small update.

@amberenigma is becoming that weird friend(TM) who literally is solid memes then serious shit and yes guys happy former turkey day we are now into the new era where christmas is coming should we all make christmas hat icons wait i don’t know how but yes your resident lizzie speaking it me hello  👀 still going through the game you know....reminisce the happy one where the reveals are happy and haseo is so!!! happy!!!! and i’m just kinda slowly going through it which is why my replies are so slow !! also my atoli is out of town and i have headcanon asks and a lot of you want to give haseo a hug thanks he needs it . 

also great music is aina’s theme for sad stuff when you hug haseo it’s what i play when i write him being upset internally screaming . anyway i just wanted to let you know i’m not dead i’m just playing slowly even though it’s not new territory it still feels fresh and i love that feeling. mark of a great series. 

i hope you had a good thanksgiving and i care about you guys! i mostly came because pal is being a meme...while i don’t have discord guys i do have ims so if you wanna be a pal no pun intended and chat you can when i got online here again . i’ve just been busy and also things are looking up in some areas! so yeah, chin up, right? 

- lizzie. 

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i’ll keep you safe for all my life / haseo * atoli.

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She’s sobbing, half-screaming into his chest, and this time it’s different. It’s different because that warmth pooling in his chest, like a ‘small seed’ has grown into a devoted bloom. Haseo -- Ryou -- cannot feel her tears physically, but he feels the weight of them inside him, and he nearly stumbles on his feet as she barrels into him . Her pain...yes, the pain of trying so hard, no one to appreciate them. No one ever praising them -- she was suffering because she had already tried her best and so many had abused her for it. He...wasn’t exempt for not treating her as he should have. Even with the best intentions, he had hurt her, back with the ordeal of that insidious little bastard, -- monster -- Sakaki, and how if he could he’d crush him a thousands times if it prevented this . He’s helpless, not sure how to cure this, he can’t destroy her pain. 

He can’t wield a scythe, or a myriad of his weapons to protect her from it. He can’t expel them away with his Grim Reaper persona . But he can feel it, her feelings, her emotions, the screaming of someone wanting to be seen in her eyes, eyes he has finally looked in the same direction with by choice, in the end. No one but her.

“...Atoli -- ...” He begins, never a master of words, his hand quietly going behind her head as if by instinct. To sequester her further towards him, as if it would somehow destroy the pain or put into himself . Few if any, he was so gentle with, but Atoli had stubbornly wormed her way in. His voice remains strong for her, despite the ache this time, every cry makes him feel inside. 

“ ... Tell me what to do, Atoli. Tell me -- how to make this better.”

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♥: Your muse crying about something (cry it out on him atoli)

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It feels like there’s darkness swallowing her up – grabbing and clawing at every inch of her flesh, desperate to drag her to the shadows. It feels like it’s pouring out of her own heart – with every beat, more sorrow spills out.

More than anything, it hurts. 

It hurts; it hurts; it hurts; it hurts – !!

There’s nothing left in her body but the sorrow flooding out – she’s drowning, she thinks. No matter how many times she gasps, there’s no air. There’s nothing. It’s black. It’s painful. It hurts. There are no happy thoughts left; no dreams of wings and feathers in her head. Just memories of the torture she’s endured – was there ever anything else? She can’t tell anymore. 

It hurts.

Then he’s calling for her, and she feels as if she can’t hear him – but also as if she hears him so clearly it shakes her soul. He says her name and her body trembles, her heart aches even more. He’s looking at her with determined eyes and she realizes the wetness on her cheeks. 

When did she start crying? She doesn’t really know. She thinks maybe she started one day and never really stopped. 

Maybe invisible tears have been cascading down her cheeks this whole time.

“Haseo –” is the only word she manages between the sobs and wails of pain. She can fight through anything physical – that doesn’t scare her. It’s the storm of emotional turmoil inside her that’s overpowering her, forcing itself to the surface after all the time she’s kept it carefully hidden. After all the smiles she’s forced and cheery tones that took all her strength to muster.

‘Do you understand?’ She wants to ask. ‘My heart hurts so badly. It hurts, what am I supposed to do? What can I do? Is anything even worth doing?’ She would ask if she had the voice.

“Haseo – !!” Again, but a little more desperate this time. It hurts, but she’s fighting it. Because she realizes in his steady presence that he’s fighting for her. 

She thinks that hurts too, in a way.

It’s been so long, she’s forgotten how to be loved.

‘Are you the same as me?’ She can’t help it. She wants to protect him, be near him, be close to him. She doesn’t want him to feel the way she feels. She doesn’t want him to hurt.

She doesn’t want anyone to hurt, but not him.

Not him.

‘Are we the same? Is your heart hurting like this too – Haseo?’

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I, WILL KEEP YOU SAFE FOR ALL MY LIFE. And YOU, WILL HAVE MY HEART FOR ALL OF TIME ! Even on your darkest days, you know that I will never change! Oh I, will love you the same. (x)

indie & private haseo & atoli of .hack//g.u. !

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sorry to hear friend :c I hope things get better

thanks -- yeah it’s...gonna be a long road to heal on that. but um, i have other things and i have people who care about me! and care to comment like you so i think i’ll be okay! i have so much to do. so i can’t let that pain stop me. but thank you so much for just stopping by and giving me a kind word? i really needed it. also i’m sorry i’m slow on your ask i promise i’m going as fast as i can r i p .

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:’) haseo talking about how he used to just be happy with shino and ovan hecks  me up because yes i wouldn’t change him meeting atoli and the others for the world, just that they were likely his first real taste of love and acceptance and how he lost both of them is probably the worst!(TM) he loves them fiercely, and if you hurt them he will also kill you. he’s a grim reaper in the form of an online junkie what do you expect they’re also his family -- him having a new future doesn’t change their place in his heart, if anything he wants them on his path with him! god. talk to me about how tragic the twilight brigade is. 

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We protected each other. I miss them at times. We had great love for each other.

George Harrison (via quotemadness)

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A brow was quirked. It seemed he didn’t need to step in after all, though mild annoyance was already present when he saw who it was. Azee. While he enjoyed her persistence in trying to defeat him, finding it at best, amusing, though his friends would likely scold him for being cocky -- the big-sistering made him feel like a damn child . If only she knew half the things he’d been though, he wondered if she’d still see him that way ? Almost reaching for his guns, he set them back against his hips, vanishing in light as Haseo placed a hand on his hip. 

“Having fun? I’m sure the screaming was what sent them running first. You know PKers, it’s not the PKing of their PCS but the loud obnoxious screaming you hear across the damn field that really makes them cower.” He teased in a deadpan tone. She was far more friendly about things than he was, and while Haseo was inextricably kind, he still remained a prickly sort, even after so much ‘growth’ wanted or otherwise. 

“ . . I’d say ‘hi’ but it seems like you already announced yourself.” He raised his arms in a shrug, shifting his weight to one leg with a small smirk. “And whose business is it if it is? Last I checked you weren’t Miss Admin but the girl whose ass I just kicked two days ago.” That smirk widened. It wasn’t like she needed to know that he was looking for a suitable weapon for Bo in this area ... did she ? “They deserved it. Always have, always will. “ He remarks offhandedly at the players leaving the area, sharp garnet eyes on hers.

“You bowing gives me the damn creeps.”

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“And stay away, damnit! You stupid little-!”

She had to stop herself from yelling even more at the remaining player-killers running away from her as she waved her spear in the air after them. As they left the Area, she turned to the players that were being hunted, only to be thanked up and down and offered a reward. She laughs it off and waves the offer away, before waving them away from the area as well.

Azee hears someone behind she turns, expecting another player-killer, only to be pleasantly surprised.

“Oh well, well… If it isn’t the Emperor.” Azee gives him a small mocking bow, all in good natured fun of course. “What brings you out here? Isn’t this place a little below your level?”

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people haseo will likely never forgive: sakaki. 

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Moon Tree’s now under new management

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haseo: needs affection, understanding, patience and kindness, mercy, and rest. someone to put a healing salve on the scars and wounds of his entire journey that have almost utterly destroyed him.  haseo: is given these things haseo: flinches because he doesn’t know what to do with it.

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“You looked like you needed one” (Silabus)

HUG HASEO ( HE NEEDS IT . ) 

He blinks mutely, hands still slack at his sides; and while Haseo cannot feel the arms wrapped around him, not physically, something burns into his aching heart. A broken, tattered thing, still somehow possessing a vibrant heartbeat. If not one shattered to the very seams. It had no reason to keep going for some many reasons so why did this aching thing in his chest still exist, still feel? He…he wanted it to stop. 

Ovan…was gone – Aina was furious was him. After all, he had destroyed that selfish bastard for the sake of what, a solution that easily could have been solved? The man who had been like a brother to him, what, just gone?! Allowed to ‘die’ with his mistakes?! All this time…all this time! He doesn’t realize his eyes are briefly pricking behind the screen. Before him, he can see the pixelated data of bright green and brown hair, the outline of a ponytail and arms that probably would have felt warm in real life. Silabus was…he really was always there even to an asshole like him, wasn’t he ? It had taken him so long to see that…to fully appreciate it. 

“Let go already, Silabus! I’m fine…stop being so – I’m -” 

He begins, his voice not quite full of its usual bite, more a defensive bark of a wolf wounded in the snow; there’s something almost too high in it, like something inside is about to crack. The last vestiges of his mind verily threatened – just as the one who had done so had promised on his mad trail he had left behind . How could he even stand, much less look into the M2D with so much still left to do? He was…so tired. But he couldn’t even tell that to Silabus, could he? Could he even…?

 A path into hell he willingly choose for an empty thing . Shino still was in a coma - Cubia was at large.. the world fell heavier onto his shoulders each and every time . This one, the ‘real world’ was…there any difference? Had he underestimated everything up until now? No, he’d learned in increments along the way but what difference would it make to Aina’s tear-stained face? To her sobbing into his arms with the same broken refrain of, Brother, Brother! 

“…..” His arms hang as slack as a marionette’s; letting his head remain against the side of his friend’s, almost silently. The ultimate signal of trust from a boy who had once considered anything and everything an enemy – and had gotten rid of all of them, or so he thought? But it was never over, was it? It would never be over. . at least, that’s how it looked at the moment. Broken, tired, enduring more than he could endure . . but Silabus was still alright. AIDA had never touched him. He’d never known about the Inside Laboratory, nothing – he at least, had kept him safe, unlike the absolute failure of Shino, Alkaid, and now, Ovan. How many others could he have saved … ?

“  – I’m…you’re – always… “ He trails off, Haseo biting his tongue, unable even now, to properly form social sentences, so instead he chokes out a very small, uncharacteristically tired, “….Thanks, Silabus.”

I’m glad you’re still here.

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There’s a boy standing on the precipice of hell. He has two options handed to him without choice - to live on and bear the grief, or step further into what crushed him even at the price of his body, his mind. What option does he take? The boy so clouded in shadow yet carrying a star for a soul? A star that will not, cannot, go out? The path of truth lies before him, it is the only option, any others were mere lies, and he will face more of them. He will bear his demons, he will lose, he will win. He will overcome, and he will grow. And perhaps, without even realizing it – he will lead. 

There’s a boy standing on the precipice of hell:

                          —- He takes a step, and keeps on going. (x)

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Supernatural, 05.11