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#somft girl hours = sweet writing that make me soft
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heeheee hehohoheoheeoho oh boy here’s a drabble of how kotone and beat get together
this slightly takes- no it def takes from a scene in devilman cause their dynamic reminded me of those two charas so like. yea. i made some tweaks but wig
im slightly embarrassed but i am strong. anyway. /coughs
Kotone had been nervously texting her friend this whole time, nicely manicured nails (special for today!) tapping on the phone as she waited on her friend to get back from the restroom.
[so where did he take you?? i gotta know just in case he hurts you 🔪]
[Fluffy n sweet. He bought for us both so he got me my favorite;~;]
[???? hes wooing u. deadass I thought hed take u to justice burger.]
[Ughhh no. I'm just nervous because he left a while ago]
[...he just dumped you??]
[No he said he wanted to get something ready before we could go on a walk around the park]
[.... hes gonna propose]
[Chie. Anyway.]
[I have no idea what he's doing in there!!]
[eh hes prolly just so nervous cause you looked so cute today lol]
[So he hides in the restroom??]
[hes flustered. he is weak to ur charms. 🌟]
[... sure. I hope he didn't get sick. He doesn't really like this place anyway. Maybe he's lactose intolerant…]
[if he is, then he sure doesnt care. what a man.]
She groaned to herself - her anxiety wasn’t going to let up at this point. Beat was probably in there either sick or annoyed he did this. She wasn’t exactly great at conversation today, stuttering her way through most sentences.
Most of the time - Kotone was good at talking to the boy. Holding pretty intelligent conversations (sure, Beat talked like an Osakan teen who listened to too much western music, but who cares? Vocabulary didn’t mean anything) and enjoying her time with him. They had all sorts of differing tastes, but somehow, she found they could share them effortlessly. She always sat him down at her apartment to play Animal Crossing, and he was always eager to show her new spots to skate.
Her knees ached for a moment, thinking of that - Kotone wasn’t going to be trying that again, anytime soon.
But for some reason, she’d been so flustered around him. Unable to breathe or think. He seemed fine with it, but jeez, she sounded braindead. She groaned again, looking at the empty wrapper on the table. She sorta wished she could just eat her feelings right now. Maybe she was anxious having new friends. The idea of someone actually knowing her true self was sorta terrifying, still. It felt like water under the bridge (Was that good word choice? Sure, Kotone. No one’s gonna yell at you for it.), considering no one in Shibuya knew who she was, but it still scared her.
But… no. Beat wasn’t from Niijima. None of them were. It was just a dinky little oceanside town.
No one had any business knowing. Or recognizing her.
She breathed, looking at her phone again. Just a string of heart emojis and affectionate Sanrio stickers from Chie. Her own way of encouraging her. Kotone wasn’t sure why she kept joking about him wooing her. Kotone just thought she had a momentary crush, why did she tell her about it? Ugh. You see one pretty man and your head goes wild with theories. She shouldn’t have let it slip.
And Beat wasn’t so focused on that, anyway. More just helping his little sister along and living life as normal, now that things were better for him and his friends. No, he would have no business asking her out! Why, she’d just turn him down because she totally wasn’t enamored with his stupid little smile, the way his eyes squinted when he did, like a happy little cat. And she most definitely didn’t like his voice, how warm it sounded. His silly speech pattern that, while silly, really was charming. Or how he’d call her ‘shawty’ when he’d greet her and-
“Yo, y’good?”
Ah! Abort all lines of thought!
Kotone almost dropped her phone, hopping it in her hands a few times before she finally caught it properly and shoved it in her purse. She looked up at the blonde, laughing nervously as she fixed her bangs.
He stood there, obviously confused, but smiling nonetheless. The man hopefully didn’t pick up on subtle cues, because Kotone was not being subtle. She swallowed, then stood up and adjusted her bag over her shoulder.
“Was everything all right in there? You were gone for a while. If the ice cream affected you bad-”
“Nah, s’good. Jus’ needed to freshen up a bit.”
F-Freshen up? He looked just the same. Actually, no, his hair was even more unkempt.
She chose to stand up on her tiptoes, reaching to ruffle his hair a bit. Try to get it to its normal fluffiness. It was a little difficult with his headphones, but she was determined to fix it.
“Aye-” He stammered, ducking down instead so she wouldn’t fall on him. “What’s so wrong with my hair? Ya don’t gotta ruffle it like that!”
“Yes I do! It’s all… not you,” she mumbled, as she fixed his bangs. “Were you messing with it a lot in there?”
“Guh-” He stammered again, making a little frustrated face. “N-nah, jus’, uh-” Beat shook his head, somehow it helped finish the job. “Mighta played with it some waitin’ in there.”
“... Waiting on what?”
“... To finish freshenin’ up.”
“I… Sure. Got it.”
“So ya ready to go? I got a pretty good spot to hang out. It’ll be lit.”
Kotone started to laugh, nodding happily and taking hold of his arm, linking hers with it as he started off. She hoped he was okay, though. But boys were weird. He probably was just hiding the fact he had to use it for a while. She wasn’t going to ask too much about it.
“So, this ‘lit’ spot, is it somewhere you broke your leg or something?”
“Nah, nah, I don’t grind on these benches anymore.”
“So I’m assuming it’s because you broke something.”
“Psh,” he shook his head, but Kotone was gonna go with it anyway. He once showed her how his knee can pop… weirdly, after a skating related accident. It still haunts her when she hears him get up - it pops every time.
Their walk was mostly silent, but it was enjoyable. Just listening to the quiet chatter of people passing by as they angled towards a spot with one of the more shady trees. Kotone figured he wanted to show her something like a spot with graffiti, some sorta new change in the area, but once he stopped, he just tugged on her to follow him behind it. Away from prying eyes.
She frowned, as he held onto her hand now, staring at nothing in particular.
“Pretty here, huh,” Beat mumbled, swinging their arms slightly. Kotone tilted her head, smiling.
“We just came here to admire the scenery? I don’t mind it, but this doesn’t seem like you, Beat.”
The blonde hummed, still looking… contemplative. His eyes shifted to her for a moment, before shifting away. He squeezed her hand, still staying quiet. Kotone wasn’t sure why he was so quiet, but she bit her lip, reaching out to brush his bangs out of his face.
She wished she were a lot better at approaching these things. She always had a flurry of feelings for him, but she was too afraid to act on any of them. Always safer to just be friends. Kotone was too much for most people - even Chie she was afraid she’d find her too unsightly when it came to her worse impulses.
And the ugliest thing about that was that it just meant she didn’t trust any of her friends enough. Sure, she did, but she didn’t trust herself. What kind of person was Kotone, if she feared herself so much, she didn’t see herself deserving of anyone’s help or closeness?
Beat deserved honesty. Not the mess she was. She tried so hard to tell herself it was a momentary crush. Nothing new. She still had things to work with and no one needed that misery to deal with.
And yet. She was still attempting to help, maybe pry and see if he was okay. Was that selfish? Was it unbalanced? Unsightly, ugly-
“You’re being sorta weird. Is something the matter?” She shook her thoughts. No need to start panicking again.
“Is there a matter?” He mumbled to himself, then shook his head, cheeks flushing. “I’m sorry-”
“No, it’s okay, you just seem-”
Beat pulled his hand away, turning fully to face her. He looked a lot more… serious than normal, but his face was on fire. He looked a lot more nervous now, scratching the back of his neck.
“I’m sorry, it was just outta the blue,” he stopped again, before clearing his throat, “it feels like I’ve always been watchin’ you.” He stammered over his words, eyes darting away. “You pass by here so often it’s routine, not sure if ya wanna be seen.”
Kotone had no idea what he was doing just now, but she stood there, blinking blankly.
“I see ya out here for hours, sometimes I get the courage to shout- I’m always too quiet, the words won’t come out,” he was much less speaking, more like reciting something he’d written before. Trying to keep his eyes away like he was riddled with performance anxiety. “I still wanna say it, display it, don’t want no regrets - I’m tired of the shakin’, the fakin’, wakin’ up wit’ cold sweats!”
Was he just trying to show he could do that… that style - that music style he liked so much- Kotone couldn’t help but realize she was alone for this. He kept it just quiet enough so no one would hear. No, there was something that would ruin this if anyone heard.
She wondered if he was venting, but the fact it felt like it was for her made her think twice. No, this wasn’t just him dropping his feelings, it… it was a different kind of feeling.
“Even I can do better, this isn’t a dream, I’m not always outdone by the guys on the team! The screamins’ redeemin’, though in my heart, it never gets heard except when the starters have start!”
He paused, face heating up furiously. Kotone couldn’t help it, her own face heating up in response once she started realizing. No, he- This is why he was in that bathroom for so long. He was building up the courage to do this. It was such a brave, embarrassing act, and here he was, trying to get it out in his own way. Beat was showing he was far more brave than she could ever hope to be.
Kotone swallowed, taking a deep breath and smiling, trying to urge him on wordlessly. Beat seemed much less anxious, taking a deep breath.
“I have to change, I know it, don’t blow it, show it- Be who I am, a man with a plan, I’ll be damned if I waste time on those that don’t understand!” He tried hard not to stammer through the words, did his best to keep looking at her. And god, did she feel seen. “No matter what I do, moving forward seems so daunting, it’s haunting, but that’s all I’m wanting! Draw a vision in a dream, I’ll do it, a challenge just for me.”
There were tears beginning to well up in her eyes. The intensity of his stare, his words - this was overwhelming. Kotone couldn’t believe how selfish she was. Why wasn’t she doing more? What was there to do? She swallowed, trying to fight her tears.
“You get it, right? You hear this, right? You can see me as I sing this, right? This whole thing is terrifyin’, but y’gotta know I’m tryin’, I ain’t livin’ just by not dyin’!”
A deafening silence brewed between them as he reached the end of his… his words? Kotone wasn’t sure how to gauge it, but once she realized he was done, the tears started pouring. She wasn’t good with his slang, but she understood enough here - Beat couldn’t get his words out like normal. No, he was trying to tell her I’m not the best man I could be, but I want to be with you even if it won’t be easy.
And she couldn’t fathom the thought of someone going to this effort for her.
She started blubbering like an idiot, ruining the light makeup Chie did for her. Was that it? Was that his feelings? Beat stared at her, blinking in astonishment before he realized she was sobbing. Kotone couldn’t exactly stop it - a whole ass boy just dropped what was basically a poem on her, and she was overwhelmed with the realization how much she did like him!
“Aw shit-” he stammered, reaching for her shoulder. “D-Did I screw up? Sorry, I’ve never done somethin’ like that-”
She shook her head, rubbing her eyes, screwing up the eyeliner. Crap, she needed to clean herself up. But she couldn’t believe how stupid she was! She wanted to blurt it out that he was good, that he was worth her time, but she wasn’t worth his! She just kept crying, feeling more and more like an idiot.
“C’mon Koto,” he said, hands on her shoulders, comfortably squeezing them, “w-what is it? I shoulda jus’ confessed like a normal guy, what the hell is-”
“No! No, please- please don’t think I hate it!” She cried out, shaking her head again. “I-I just- c-can’t believe s-someone, would- d-do that for someone like me!”
“... Someone like you? You’re pretty great, i-if I gotta go small. I had a rough time tryna think of just how to do this, I…”
“Y-You ma-made a whole thing w-with your own words, a-and y-you think y-you’re the one who needs to do better for me when I’m the st-stupid, messy one!” She cried out, rubbing her eyes. “Look at me, I-I’m crying because y-you basically told me you like me and I can’t even handle it.”
“Oh, y’understood my… I-it’s okay,” he said, trying to wipe her eyes now. “You’re not messy,” he mumbled.
“I-I have so much to work on and I think y-you’re so great,” she whimpered, opening her eyes to look at him. “I-I thought- I thought maybe I just thought you were cute, b-but then we started hanging out more and I got to see more of you and… I-I wanna be confident and stuff like you, you always seem to have things together and…”
“Shawty,” he laughed, smiling crookedly, “not sure if ya got that one right. I’m not handlin’ things as well as y’think, I still got a lot to work on.”
“I-I do too,” she whimpered out, sniffling. “I-I like you so much but I’m scared it’ll be too much.”
“I’m fully prepared to tackle whatever bullshit y’got goin’ on, ‘s long as we’re together, y’know.”
Kotone rubbed her eyes, looking at him. God, he had the sweetest little look on his face. That big satisfied smile, his eyebrows upturned as he stared at her. Kotone’s face turned red as she tried to figure out how to go about her next move. She was afraid to act on these feelings, afraid she’d be a huge waste of time, but-
But… She swallowed, practically crashing into his chest as she wrapped her arms around him in a hug.
No- she couldn’t keep doing this. She needed to trust the people in her life with her more often. She held on tightly, practically digging her nails into his hoodie. She needed to trust him with her heart!
“W-We can work on each other t-together!” She said, sniffling. “I-I’m scared, I’m scared you won’t like what I’m really like, but I-I-”
She turned up to stare at him, trying her hardest to see through the tears.
“I want to try too! I-I’m sick of running away and giving up on things!”
Beat started to laugh, wrapping his arms around her, before leaning down to touch her nose with his. She prayed he wouldn’t be so grossed out by all the tears and messy makeup.
“Jeez, I come to ya with a freestyle to confess without screwin’ it up and you’re the one that’s cryin’. Was it good at least?”
“I-I’m no judge, but it made me cry like a baby,” she said, starting to laugh a little.
“Not the intended effect, but hey, we’re bein’ honest. I…” He stammered, face heating up again as he wiped her tears away with the end of his sleeve. “I am… I-I do really love you, though, Kotone.”
She couldn’t help her stupid tears, but she tried to ignore her own stupid response as she gave him a clumsy, chaste kiss.
“I-I love you too! I-I shouldn’t have kept on ignoring it, I should have been braver, I-”
“Shh,” he softly hushed her, working to clean off some of her smeared makeup with his sleeve. “I think it worked out pretty well, let’s just getcha cleaned up and talk about it more, huh?” He smiled, brushing her bangs out of her face.
Kotone nodded, sniffling and smiling at him, feeling like a dork. He started to lead her to a bench, before he said one more thing that made her burst into tears again.
“I’m so fuckin’ excited to call you my girlfriend!”
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❄️ hey!! we’re the snowdrift sys ❄️
more info on us and on this blog under the cut. post last updated on: 09/19/23
about us:
general info:
we’re the snowdrift system, aka the snow sys, collectively we go by snowdrift/snowy and they/she/it/bun. we're a system of over 100 alters. not all of us will be active on here, but a good amount will. we're an adult (under 21). youre welcome to ask about us, just please be respectful and dont be invasive.
we're autistic and have adhd. special interests include: mlp, magical girls (mostly madoka magica, precure, and saint tail), indie games, online horror (online args and youtube series, for example), hermitcraft (rendog and cubfan specifically are also SpIn's), my chemical romance, undertale/deltarune, garfield, and vocaloid (yes thats a lot ik). bolded are rlly big special interests, we would love questions or anything about any of them!! also mutuals feel free to tag us in SpIn related posts
our blog is almost always themed around our host(s) and/or co-host(s) so if it really rapidly changes out of nowhere its probably bc its for a different host or cohost than it was previously. our co-hosts change a lot.
alters:
short bios for those most likely to be on here:
✂️ | kyo | fey/pri/she/they/he | host
♦️ | toby | he/they | host
🔑 | hunter | he/they | co host
🎤 | miku/meeks | she/fae | co host
📌 | brian | he/him
📹 | tim | he/him
📼 | jay | he/they
🌤 | collector | he/they/it/fluff/moon | syskid
💞 | sophie | she/her
🪞 | gus | he/they | syskid
🍰 | madeline | they/them
🍞 | mia | she/he
🌪 | teto | they/them
⚔️ | kris | they/it
🖇 | the vessel | it/its
⏳️ | asterism/aster | she/her or any
🌼 | chara/flower | they/them | syskid
🖤 | marcus | he/him
🐶⛏ | raine | he/they/pup/woof
🐈⬛ | peyton | he/him
🌟 | cirrus | they/pri/fey/ral
🪓 | susie | she/he
💎 | cub | he/they/vex
❄️ | noelle | she/her
🔪 | casey | he/him
🪐 | saturn | she/they
💌 | maddie | she/her
🧨 | charlie | he/they/it/chaos
🐈 | scar | he/him
(some) alter’s blogs:
flower’s blogs: @gold-buttercups
cirrus’ blog: @autistic--cryptid
casey's blog: @casey--hartley
mae's blog: @mayday--borowski
noelle's blog: @silver--snowfall
collective blog for our syskids: @snowdrift-snowday
about the blog:
this is essentially just a shared main blog. mostly reblogs with the occasional original post
user boxes made by @/pyxsysboxes!
these user boxes were made by @/sysboxes
dni:
terfs/swerfs/radfems/gender critical, trumeds, “nonbinary skeptic,” anti-neopronouns/anti-mogai, “super straight,”
homophobic,
exclusionists, anti-pan,
kink/nsfw/18+, dd-lg/ageplay/variants/otherwise kink agere even if the blog has nothing explicit,
proana/thinspo/pro self harm/anti recovery,
standard dni criteria ((no)map/pedo, racist/antisemitic/islamophobic/fatphobic/sexist (includes using terms like g*blincore, conspiracy theorists, supportive of antisemitic creators like p*wdiepie)),
pro-trump, pro-life,
blue/all lives matter or otherwise anti-blm, anti-acab,
demonize stigmatized disorders such as cluster b disorders (bpd, aspd, hpd, npd), schizophrenia, or psychosis (including saying "narcissistic abuse," "bpd abuse," or referring to villains or bad people as sociopaths/psychopaths)
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