Let's write a poem!

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[dckidcki]

I’ve moved natsuou to my multimuse @rcgrcts

[dckidcki]

I’ve moved natsuou to my multimuse @rcgrcts

[dckidcki]

I’ve moved natsuou to my multimuse @rcgrcts

[dckidcki]

I’ve moved natsuou to my multimuse @rcgrcts

[dckidcki]

I’ve moved natsuou to my multimuse @rcgrcts

[dckidcki]

I’ve moved natsuou to my multimuse @rcgrcts

[dckidcki]

I've moved natsuou to my multimuse @rcgrcts

[dckidcki]

"So, Natsuo...how has your day been?" Gray asked his new son.

[ He shrugged. ]

““ Ehhhhh it’s been okay, I guess. The only complaint I have is . . ““

““ Math freaking sucks !!!! ““

[dckidcki]

// OKAY SO I'VE DECIDED ON SOMETHING

// I'm taking a break from thread, but feel free to send asks!!! ic or ooc !

[dckidcki]

// so we've run into a small predicament- I've lost my muse for both of my blogs. I might take a hiatus but just informing everyone that I haven't replied to !

[incrrctcode]

hi. gimmie a muse a and muse b used to be together, madly, deeply in love with each other. a power couple that couldn’t be tried — until something happens in muse a’s life and they can’t continue being together. muse b is devastated but they want what’s best for them, so they agree. even more so, they agree to being friends after the break. but they’re still roommates, it’s financially smart to keep living together. nothing can go wrong, right? wrong. muse b starts to bring people home with them and muse a is clearly (or not so clearly) suffering but can’t say anything about it, muse b is only trying to forget that they’re still in love with their roommate. muse a begins to date someone else but they’re unhappy, and muse b can’t stand seeing muse a and their significant other around the apartment anymore. wait, what do you mean you’re moving out? why are you moving in with them? why can’t you stay with me? what do you mean you’re still in love with me? plot.

[wouldbeat]

@dckidcki continued from here

    her face twists into that of anger. letting go of his wrists she lets her hands fall to her sides. ❝ who’s going to get their ass beat? ❞ her hands curl into fists, and she’s visibly shaking now. ❝ natsuou. who made you do this? ❞

[dckidcki]

““ G-geez . . you’re making it sound like such a big deal . . but if you want a reason, I’ve been really stressed, depressed- basically like every negative emotion ever ! And I’m having a lot of trouble dealing with it ! ““

[ His tone was defensive. He would rather be talking about anything else. ]

[dckidcki]

"Natsuo...Son...Kiddo...I'm not gonna send you anywhere! We can help you through this. Now...tell me...why do your hands look like that?" Gray calmly asked him.

[ Natsuou let’s out a sigh and his shoulders drop. ]

““ I just . . I feel like I’m not good enough ! I can’t do anything right lately, and it really freaking sucks !! ““

[dckidcki]

"Natsuo...Natsuo! Show me your hands! What are on your hands?" Gray asked.

““ Hh- ! But-- ! ““

[ He realized there’s no use fighting and revealed his scar covered hands. ]

““ H-here, but please don’t tell anyone !! I don’t wanna go to a crazy house !! ““

[dckidcki]

natsuki glares at her younger twin before grabbing his wrists and flipping them over to look at his palms.

[ Natsuou didn’t fight back, but he was very tense as Natsuki examined to scars paired with fresh cuts and burns. ]

““ I’m  .. Sorry for not telling you - ““

[dckidcki]

// hot tip: dont look at natsuou's legs or the palms of his hands <3

[dckidcki]

skip chased after the ball, but unfortunately, his stopping skills arent perfected and he slides right into a side table and knocks over a vase. but it's all good! his ball is okay!

““ Sk- Skip! The- ? The vase !! ““

[ Oh no . No no no no. This can’t happen ! Natuou feels a pit of dread in his stomach. Nonetheless , he picks up a broom and silently sweeps up the mess. ]