Hive Mind

SDN back up hero (AI USE PROHIBITED)

[h1v3-m1nd]

Intro to me, I guess

Hi, Hivemind, I’m a back up hero, and sometimes ghost hero, at SDN. I decided to make an account to actually post, thought it might be good for distressing after work. I can talk to Bees, and vaguely understand most black and yellow striped insects, so if you have any questions for them I can probably answer that too.

Power wise I have the whole bee connection thing and bee like physically? I don’t know how to describe it, I’ve got wings though. Crap, I’m rambling. That’s enough about me for now.

Ooc: this is a role play and general blog for dispatch OC hivemind. I’ll mostly be posting in character things here, but will likely post some art here as well. Hivemind is in her early twenties, uses she/her, and is a lesbian. Asks and interaction are always appreciated!

Ghost work is something I thought would make sense in the Dispatch Universe and is essentially just a smaller hero, that may be harder to market, doing portions of a more known hero’s mission without credit.

If you use generative AI don’t interact with this blog please and thank you.

[h1v3-m1nd]

Hey, uh, I was wondering- are you free today, by any chance? I'd like to take you somewhere, if that's alright.

- @theindustryplant

Yeah I’m um totally free and I would really like that. Is there any specific dress code I should be aware of?

[theindustryplant]

Semi-formal. Red or pink if you have any clothes in that color. If not, that's fine.

[h1v3-m1nd]

I think I have a pink dress somewhere, so I can find that somewhere I’ll wear it.

I don’t have a whole lot of red because with my yellow fluff I look like a McDonald’s ad

[theindustryplant]

...I'm trying so hard not to giggle at that. But the pink dress works.

Hm.. do you know where Midler's is? The cafe? Maho suggested it to me. I can give you the location if you want.

[h1v3-m1nd]

Yeah, I think I do. I can meet you there whenever:) it won’t take long for me to get ready

[h1v3-m1nd]

Hey, uh, I was wondering- are you free today, by any chance? I'd like to take you somewhere, if that's alright.

- @theindustryplant

Yeah I’m um totally free and I would really like that. Is there any specific dress code I should be aware of?

[theindustryplant]

Semi-formal. Red or pink if you have any clothes in that color. If not, that's fine.

[h1v3-m1nd]

I think I have a pink dress somewhere, so I can find that somewhere I’ll wear it.

I don’t have a whole lot of red because with my yellow fluff I look like a McDonald’s ad

[h1v3-m1nd]

Hey, uh, I was wondering- are you free today, by any chance? I'd like to take you somewhere, if that's alright.

- @theindustryplant

Yeah I’m um totally free and I would really like that. Is there any specific dress code I should be aware of?

[maho-from-torrents]

Anya rocked back and forth on her feet as she waited for the real estate agent to return. She clenched Maho’s hand nervously, feeling a nauseating mix of excitement and anxiety bubbled in her stomach. Maybe she should have waited to eat her doughnut after the tour.

The outside of the house was nice, a quaint little cottage that had been a twenty minute drive from the heart of Torrence. It was an older home, the off white paint chipping from the stone exterior. It had garden bed’s at the base of the home, not there was anything currently in them due to the season.

“Remember, I cannot fall in love with this place, I’m just meant to be looking.” Anya whispered, unsure if she was reminding Maho or herself.

Maho was eating her doughnut slowly. This was great. She was getting free food in exchange for being a bitch to a house. She squeezed Anya’s hand.

“It’s pretty cute, honestly. But yeah. Don’t fall in love just yet.”

Be so mean to this house, Maho. You got this.

[h1v3-m1nd]

Anya nodded, glad to have Maho there. She shouldn’t have even signed up for this tour, but she had done it without really thinking. The truth was she already liked this house way too much, but she couldn’t have this house. She couldn’t.

Except she couldn’t cancel because that would be rude, so she had brought Maho to be a realist.

The real estate agent came over, opening the gate and leading them up to the house. The paint chips were pretty bad, but easily fixable.

“The house still has most of its original features.” The real estate agent explained, her voice a bit too cheerful. Really, she kind of looked annoyed to be here. Probably because of how far from the city it was.

[maho-from-torrents]

Maho was glad she got this woman a coffee, because it would make her feel so much better about everything she was about to say this afternoon.

“Ooh, it must have so much history! And maybe asbestos! Has an asbestos survey been done here?”

Before Elle the Real Estate Agent can say anything, Maho turns to look at Anya with the haunted expression of someone who lost her child in The Great Asbestos Incident Of 1877, which was made the fuck up and not real.

“Girl, if you wanna do anything to this house, you gotta do this. Or you’ll die. The floors. The pipes. The insulation. Asbestos everywhere.”

Elle the Real Estate Agent says “Well-“

“Everywhere, Anya.”

[h1v3-m1nd]

Anya paused, her face scrunching up as she looked around. She knew Maho was probably playing it up, which she appreciated. She wasn’t sure what Maho was going to do when she asked for this favour. It was sweet to see Maho cared enough to be so theatrical about it.

“Is that an actual risk?”

Anya turned towards Elle, who was seemingly realizing Maho’s plans for this tour. There was a look of mild horror in her eyes and her smile had become a lot tighter.

“Well it hasn’t been surveyed recently, but it will be fine as long as you do that before any renovations.” Elle said, glancing from Anya to Maho and back again.

[maho-from-torrents]

Maho shakes her head disapprovingly.

“My God,” she says, thinking about Little Timmy Who Doesn’t Exist, rolling in his little grave. “Well, okay, Anya. If you’re getting this house just keep that in mind. Asbestos survey. It will cost money. And then getting rid of the asbestos. More money.”

Maho courteously smiles at Elle the Real Estate Agent. “Thanks for the warning, Elle.”

Going inside, Maho takes another bite of her donut as she scans the house for more things to rip apart. Ah, the door! The front door! Very charming. Lovely little window on it. Stained glass window with a flower. Truly, a very nice door. She thinks about how easily she could punch through the glass and open it if she ever felt like murdering Anya. She didn’t, but someone might! These were important things to think about.

“Oh.” She said. “That’s problematic.”

Elle takes a Deep Inhale.

“What’s wrong?” Elle asks, politely.

“Someone could break in. Look at this, Anya. It’s such an openable, kickable door.”

“It could be replaced easily, with something that has a more modern lock if you’d like, or you could just install a new lock to this existing door! I think that would be great. Modern and vintage at the same time. Wouldn’t you love to have a door like this?”

“Burglars would love for you to have a door like this,” Maho mutters.

[h1v3-m1nd]

Anya snorted, covering her mouth for a moment as she composed herself. She really was happy to have brought Maho.

“Actually, how is the power and wifi? Like if I wanted to install some security measures would that be possible?”

“Well, there isn’t actually wifi hooked up quite yet, the old owners never got to that. However, I’m sure once you got that set up there wouldn’t be any problems with installing a security system.” Elle explained as she lead them towards the kitchen. She glanced back at Maho before speaking once more. “Not to mention that the chance of break in are severely lowered due to the distance from the city.”

That sounded reasonable. Except there was clearly a lot of work this house would need. Anya was fairly sure she didn’t have the time nor the money to do all that.

Except the kitchen was gorgeous, patterned with pale blue tile on the back wall that had delicate looking flowers painted on each one.

[your-local-therapy-angel]

“Ava, I’m here!” Hivey called out as she peaked her head into the room Fae had pointed her to.

This was weirdly only the second time Hivey had actually been inside Ava’s place. For someone reason Hivemind found most times they went to her place. She would have to see if Ava minded that, but that was something for later.

Right now Anya just wanted to comfort her friend. Which she hoped the box of stuff she brought over might help with.

@h1v3-m1nd

[Upon hearing Hivemind's voice, Ava's head shot up, her bionic eye glowing like a spotlight in the dark from her place on the couch. All the lights in her apartment were very dimmed, so Ava's eye was the only indicator that she was there.]

Anya..! You made it...

[No amount of exhaustion could mask the happiness in her voice. She quickly moved to make room on the couch for her friend.]

[h1v3-m1nd]

Anya smiled, placing the box on the ground before settling down on the couch beside Ava. Well, she was settled for about 5 seconds before she practically tackled the other girl into a hug.

“Are you okay? How much have you slept? Have you eaten? I brought all the cookies I had left in my stash. I also brought take out but if you’ve eaten recently you can save it for later.”

The blonde rambled away, squeezing Ava firmly as if reassuring herself that she was there. Anya was so thankful that Ava had far in her life now. It was nice to know that someone would be there for Ava when Anya couldn’t.

Plus, Fae really did seem like a good kid.

“I’m sorry, I’m rambling. Seriously though, how are you doing?”

[your-local-therapy-angel]

[The angel's wings fluttered behind her, and she returned Anya's hug with equal passion and care, nuzzling against the bee girl. She didn't mind the rambling at all. It was nice to know she cared so much about her to practically become a mother hen around her.]

Hehehe...tired, for one thing... [She said as she drew away slightly.] I really haven't moved off the couch since I put myself here, so...good call to bring the food, yeah? You always manage to deliver...

[Now that Anya was closer, the stress and almost constant exhaustion engraved into Ava's face was much more clear to see. The dark rings under her eyes almost made her look like a raccoon in the dim lighting.]

[But despite all that, her soft smile and joyous reaction to her friend coming to see her was most definitely genuine.]

[h1v3-m1nd]

“Hey, you mentioned not eating right once and I never forgot it.”

Anya grinned, pulling away just enough so she grab the bag of Chinese food that sat on top of the box of treasure. It had been the quickest place. Though, Ava didn’t need to know that she had ordered it before actually asking to come over.

She had planned to bring the food over either way. The blonde had noticed that whenever Ava was really stressed she kind of forgot to eat, or at least forgot to eat anything semi healthy. Anya knew she had a similar bad habit, mainly of just eating candy and pastries, but her body was built to store energy and required extra sugars. Therefore, she could get away with eating junk all the time. She didn’t really want Ava copying her, not unless the brunette suddenly got the same fucked up stomach as her.

“I hope Chinese is okay. It was this or pizza and I felt this was gonna give you a little extra energy.”

[your-local-therapy-angel]

[Prior to rotting on her couch, the only sustenance she had actually had off the top of her head was a bunch of sweets she kept stored in her office. So the moment the smell of the takeout reached her nose, she sat straight up. Needless to say, she was famished.]

Chinese is perfect. I'm honestly surprised you brought all this food with you. I was only expecting just little snack foods...you didn't have to do all this...

[She pressed against her side, wing wrapping around her shoulders in a side hug as a quiet show of appreciation.]

..It isn't all for me, right? I'd feel bad if I was eating all this and you were left with nothing....you're doing too much for me, I-I can't--

[h1v3-m1nd]

“I already ate, plus you can save the leftovers for later.”

Hivemind pulled the containers from the bag, placing them on the table so Ava could grab whatever she wanted. Anya had gotten a little bit of everything, unsure what Ava would eat. The eating thing hadn’t been a lie, she had been in gym right before she texted Ava. So while texting her she had scarfed down half a wedding cake.

“Plus, I know sometimes you don’t eat when you’re stressed. So I wanted to bring by some snacks and somethings that’ll fill you. It’s not too much it’s just um how I show I care.”

Anya could never trust her words. She found they very rarely came across the way she wanted to. What she could trust though was the Chinese place across from her apartment building. She could trust that take out places would make good food and she could show her care that way. Plus, she really did worry about how much nutrients Ava actually got.

[your-local-therapy-angel]

[Ava hesitantly took the container of fried rice and then the pork wontons, two of her favorites when she got takeout on her own time. If she was home alone, chances are she would have scarfed the food down like a starving animal. But since Anya was here, as well as Fae, she'd have to refrain, as hungry as she was.]

I..suppose that's true... [She agreed, still feeling a little bad that her friend had spent her own money to feed her when the angel struggled to feed herself. Did she really have to rely on Anya to make sure she didn't starve herself sick while under stress already? Would she be doing the same to Fae? It felt...Selfish.]

[But she wouldn't say that aloud. She didn't want to chase Anya off with her ever constant self depreciating when she came all this way to see her.]

But really, you didn't have to do all this for me...I appreciate it, of course...but I cant help but feel spoiled accepting all of it....

[She leaned on the bee hero, sighing quietly.]

You're too good to me, Anya...you really are...

[h1v3-m1nd]

Anya grabbed a wooden fork from the bag and a pair of take away chopsticks, handing them over to Ava with a grin.

“Nonsense, I’m lucky to have you as my best friend, Ava. You are one of the kindest people I’ve ever met.”

She wrapped a wing around Ava’s shoulder as she leaned back against the couch. Her face softened, the concern clear on the heroine’s face as she looked her friend over.

“It’s okay to accept help, y’know? It doesn’t make you spoiled. Everyone needs help, especially when they’re going through something.”

[your-local-therapy-angel]

[She took the utensils, unable to stop herself from growing flushed at her words. Her wings gave a flutter behind her, betraying her true feelings.]

If anything, it's me who's lucky...I spent a good majority of my life having to look after myself. Being given any sort of assistance became a way to say that I'd become too dependent on others to the point I couldn't keep myself afloat without it.

[She finally dug into the food, almost crying from how good it tasted. Then again, anything tasted good when you were hungry enough. It still brought a tear to her eye.]

Of course, that's not healthy and I know it's not. Which is why I'm trying to be less of a stuck up bitch about it, y'know?

[She shoveled more rice into her mouth. Her natural eye seemed to sparkle with stars.] Oh my gods I needed this...

[h1v3-m1nd]

Anya couldn’t help the pride that blossomed in her chest as she watched the way Ava teared up while eating. It was nice to know she had done the right thing, had helped Ava in some way.

“I’m glad you like it! We can totally get you some next time you come to my place, it’s from this restaurant right across from my apartment building.”

The heroine paused after that, her smile fading as she began to think about Ava’s other words. It brought back an old thought, a question that had been lingering for quite some time.

Anya didn’t want to push, especially not when Ava was relaxed in the first time in a while. However, her concern wouldn’t go away. She would just ask and if Ava didn’t want to talk about it then Anya wouldn’t push.

“Ava, can I ask you something?”

[your-local-therapy-angel]

[The angel continued to eat for a moment longer, seemingly growing more relaxed with every bite until the previous tension that had kept her form rigid and taut had fully faded away.]

I'll definitely have to check it out with you sometime...because I won't lie, this stuff tastes amazing.

....But that might just be the combination of not eating anything healthy in ages and also that it came from my best friend in the whole world too!

[She smiled and gently nudged the bee heroine, smiling until she spoke again. Her smile dropped slightly.]

Hm? Yeah, what's up?

[h1v3-m1nd]

“You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to, but I’ve been wondering…”

The heroine trailed off, glancing off and swallowing as she tried to think of the right way to word this. She didn’t want to make her friend uncomfortable, but she was concerned.

“Who raised you? I um only ask because you were on your own at such a young age. Im sorry if i’m um prying.”

It had been hard not to notice how Ava was completely on her own, how she had been so since she was 17. Sure, Anya had moved out at just 17, but her situation had been a little different with her hive and mutations.

Anya looked back at Ava now, placing a hand on the younger girl’s shoulder.

[your-local-therapy-angel]

[With that, the angel's smile faded completely. Clearly this was a touchy subject. She was quiet for many heartbeats, unsure if she should answer honestly or beat it around the bush.]

[She grew tense again, but relaxed when Anya's hand found her shoulder. Looking back at her friend, Ava knew she could be honest. She trusted Anya. She trusted her as much as the bow that never left her neck.]

[With a deep breath of stability, she began to speak.]

...My parents did, of course. But they were far from good at it. It may as well have been me, myself and I.

[She scoffed, her tone bitter and cracking like chips of ice.]

Abusive assholes, is what they were. Mostly my father was behind it, but my mother did anything but stop it. They were absolute pieces of garbage, both of them. So of course I wanted out.

I finished school, I saved what little I could, and after I graduated, I dipped. Flew halfway across the country and ended up here with a dime and a dream not long after I turned 18.

Sure, living on my own in a whole new city with no friends and no support was scary at first, but it was better than...that..

[h1v3-m1nd]

Anya paused, unsure what to say. What would Ava need? What would Maho or Coupe say? What would Indy say?

Instead of saying anything right away she embraced the girl in a side hug. She was careful not to knock over her food, just focusing on providing comfort. Or at least that’s what she hoped she was doing. She knew she couldn’t heal those traumas, not really. The wound had already healed so to speak. Except it left a jagged scar, that affected Ava every day.

“I’m glad you chose to come here, Ava.” The blonde said quietly, the words feeling like an understatement.

“I mean, I’m sorry they were like that, but I’m so proud of you for getting away. They um… they didn’t deserve to have such an amazing kid like you.”

Ava’s parents were on Hivemind’s shit list for sure, in the same section as her own mother and Shroud. The Heroine hoped she never had to meet the couple, because she knew she would not act politely. She could see herself throwing a punch or two, which she really couldn’t be doing to civilians.

“If you ever need to talk about anything like that I’m um here. You mean the world to me, Ava, so um I wanna help anyway I can.”

[your-local-therapy-angel]

“Ava, I’m here!” Hivey called out as she peaked her head into the room Fae had pointed her to.

This was weirdly only the second time Hivey had actually been inside Ava’s place. For someone reason Hivemind found most times they went to her place. She would have to see if Ava minded that, but that was something for later.

Right now Anya just wanted to comfort her friend. Which she hoped the box of stuff she brought over might help with.

@h1v3-m1nd

[Upon hearing Hivemind's voice, Ava's head shot up, her bionic eye glowing like a spotlight in the dark from her place on the couch. All the lights in her apartment were very dimmed, so Ava's eye was the only indicator that she was there.]

Anya..! You made it...

[No amount of exhaustion could mask the happiness in her voice. She quickly moved to make room on the couch for her friend.]

[h1v3-m1nd]

Anya smiled, placing the box on the ground before settling down on the couch beside Ava. Well, she was settled for about 5 seconds before she practically tackled the other girl into a hug.

“Are you okay? How much have you slept? Have you eaten? I brought all the cookies I had left in my stash. I also brought take out but if you’ve eaten recently you can save it for later.”

The blonde rambled away, squeezing Ava firmly as if reassuring herself that she was there. Anya was so thankful that Ava had far in her life now. It was nice to know that someone would be there for Ava when Anya couldn’t.

Plus, Fae really did seem like a good kid.

“I’m sorry, I’m rambling. Seriously though, how are you doing?”

[your-local-therapy-angel]

[The angel's wings fluttered behind her, and she returned Anya's hug with equal passion and care, nuzzling against the bee girl. She didn't mind the rambling at all. It was nice to know she cared so much about her to practically become a mother hen around her.]

Hehehe...tired, for one thing... [She said as she drew away slightly.] I really haven't moved off the couch since I put myself here, so...good call to bring the food, yeah? You always manage to deliver...

[Now that Anya was closer, the stress and almost constant exhaustion engraved into Ava's face was much more clear to see. The dark rings under her eyes almost made her look like a raccoon in the dim lighting.]

[But despite all that, her soft smile and joyous reaction to her friend coming to see her was most definitely genuine.]

[h1v3-m1nd]

“Hey, you mentioned not eating right once and I never forgot it.”

Anya grinned, pulling away just enough so she grab the bag of Chinese food that sat on top of the box of treasure. It had been the quickest place. Though, Ava didn’t need to know that she had ordered it before actually asking to come over.

She had planned to bring the food over either way. The blonde had noticed that whenever Ava was really stressed she kind of forgot to eat, or at least forgot to eat anything semi healthy. Anya knew she had a similar bad habit, mainly of just eating candy and pastries, but her body was built to store energy and required extra sugars. Therefore, she could get away with eating junk all the time. She didn’t really want Ava copying her, not unless the brunette suddenly got the same fucked up stomach as her.

“I hope Chinese is okay. It was this or pizza and I felt this was gonna give you a little extra energy.”

[your-local-therapy-angel]

[Prior to rotting on her couch, the only sustenance she had actually had off the top of her head was a bunch of sweets she kept stored in her office. So the moment the smell of the takeout reached her nose, she sat straight up. Needless to say, she was famished.]

Chinese is perfect. I'm honestly surprised you brought all this food with you. I was only expecting just little snack foods...you didn't have to do all this...

[She pressed against her side, wing wrapping around her shoulders in a side hug as a quiet show of appreciation.]

..It isn't all for me, right? I'd feel bad if I was eating all this and you were left with nothing....you're doing too much for me, I-I can't--

[h1v3-m1nd]

“I already ate, plus you can save the leftovers for later.”

Hivemind pulled the containers from the bag, placing them on the table so Ava could grab whatever she wanted. Anya had gotten a little bit of everything, unsure what Ava would eat. The eating thing hadn’t been a lie, she had been in gym right before she texted Ava. So while texting her she had scarfed down half a wedding cake.

“Plus, I know sometimes you don’t eat when you’re stressed. So I wanted to bring by some snacks and somethings that’ll fill you. It’s not too much it’s just um how I show I care.”

Anya could never trust her words. She found they very rarely came across the way she wanted to. What she could trust though was the Chinese place across from her apartment building. She could trust that take out places would make good food and she could show her care that way. Plus, she really did worry about how much nutrients Ava actually got.

[your-local-therapy-angel]

[Ava hesitantly took the container of fried rice and then the pork wontons, two of her favorites when she got takeout on her own time. If she was home alone, chances are she would have scarfed the food down like a starving animal. But since Anya was here, as well as Fae, she'd have to refrain, as hungry as she was.]

I..suppose that's true... [She agreed, still feeling a little bad that her friend had spent her own money to feed her when the angel struggled to feed herself. Did she really have to rely on Anya to make sure she didn't starve herself sick while under stress already? Would she be doing the same to Fae? It felt...Selfish.]

[But she wouldn't say that aloud. She didn't want to chase Anya off with her ever constant self depreciating when she came all this way to see her.]

But really, you didn't have to do all this for me...I appreciate it, of course...but I cant help but feel spoiled accepting all of it....

[She leaned on the bee hero, sighing quietly.]

You're too good to me, Anya...you really are...

[h1v3-m1nd]

Anya grabbed a wooden fork from the bag and a pair of take away chopsticks, handing them over to Ava with a grin.

“Nonsense, I’m lucky to have you as my best friend, Ava. You are one of the kindest people I’ve ever met.”

She wrapped a wing around Ava’s shoulder as she leaned back against the couch. Her face softened, the concern clear on the heroine’s face as she looked her friend over.

“It’s okay to accept help, y’know? It doesn’t make you spoiled. Everyone needs help, especially when they’re going through something.”

[your-local-therapy-angel]

[She took the utensils, unable to stop herself from growing flushed at her words. Her wings gave a flutter behind her, betraying her true feelings.]

If anything, it's me who's lucky...I spent a good majority of my life having to look after myself. Being given any sort of assistance became a way to say that I'd become too dependent on others to the point I couldn't keep myself afloat without it.

[She finally dug into the food, almost crying from how good it tasted. Then again, anything tasted good when you were hungry enough. It still brought a tear to her eye.]

Of course, that's not healthy and I know it's not. Which is why I'm trying to be less of a stuck up bitch about it, y'know?

[She shoveled more rice into her mouth. Her natural eye seemed to sparkle with stars.] Oh my gods I needed this...

[h1v3-m1nd]

Anya couldn’t help the pride that blossomed in her chest as she watched the way Ava teared up while eating. It was nice to know she had done the right thing, had helped Ava in some way.

“I’m glad you like it! We can totally get you some next time you come to my place, it’s from this restaurant right across from my apartment building.”

The heroine paused after that, her smile fading as she began to think about Ava’s other words. It brought back an old thought, a question that had been lingering for quite some time.

Anya didn’t want to push, especially not when Ava was relaxed in the first time in a while. However, her concern wouldn’t go away. She would just ask and if Ava didn’t want to talk about it then Anya wouldn’t push.

“Ava, can I ask you something?”

[your-local-therapy-angel]

[The angel continued to eat for a moment longer, seemingly growing more relaxed with every bite until the previous tension that had kept her form rigid and taut had fully faded away.]

I'll definitely have to check it out with you sometime...because I won't lie, this stuff tastes amazing.

....But that might just be the combination of not eating anything healthy in ages and also that it came from my best friend in the whole world too!

[She smiled and gently nudged the bee heroine, smiling until she spoke again. Her smile dropped slightly.]

Hm? Yeah, what's up?

[h1v3-m1nd]

“You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to, but I’ve been wondering…”

The heroine trailed off, glancing off and swallowing as she tried to think of the right way to word this. She didn’t want to make her friend uncomfortable, but she was concerned.

“Who raised you? I um only ask because you were on your own at such a young age. Im sorry if i’m um prying.”

It had been hard not to notice how Ava was completely on her own, how she had been so since she was 17. Sure, Anya had moved out at just 17, but her situation had been a little different with her hive and mutations.

Anya looked back at Ava now, placing a hand on the younger girl’s shoulder.

[h1v3-m1nd]

My fish, Minho (short for mini Maho) has been making bubble nests. Sometimes I think he blames me for not letting him have children but uh, I’m not dealing with that.

Sorry Minho you will be living the bachelor life.

[your-local-therapy-angel]

“Ava, I’m here!” Hivey called out as she peaked her head into the room Fae had pointed her to.

This was weirdly only the second time Hivey had actually been inside Ava’s place. For someone reason Hivemind found most times they went to her place. She would have to see if Ava minded that, but that was something for later.

Right now Anya just wanted to comfort her friend. Which she hoped the box of stuff she brought over might help with.

@h1v3-m1nd

[Upon hearing Hivemind's voice, Ava's head shot up, her bionic eye glowing like a spotlight in the dark from her place on the couch. All the lights in her apartment were very dimmed, so Ava's eye was the only indicator that she was there.]

Anya..! You made it...

[No amount of exhaustion could mask the happiness in her voice. She quickly moved to make room on the couch for her friend.]

[h1v3-m1nd]

Anya smiled, placing the box on the ground before settling down on the couch beside Ava. Well, she was settled for about 5 seconds before she practically tackled the other girl into a hug.

“Are you okay? How much have you slept? Have you eaten? I brought all the cookies I had left in my stash. I also brought take out but if you’ve eaten recently you can save it for later.”

The blonde rambled away, squeezing Ava firmly as if reassuring herself that she was there. Anya was so thankful that Ava had far in her life now. It was nice to know that someone would be there for Ava when Anya couldn’t.

Plus, Fae really did seem like a good kid.

“I’m sorry, I’m rambling. Seriously though, how are you doing?”

[your-local-therapy-angel]

[The angel's wings fluttered behind her, and she returned Anya's hug with equal passion and care, nuzzling against the bee girl. She didn't mind the rambling at all. It was nice to know she cared so much about her to practically become a mother hen around her.]

Hehehe...tired, for one thing... [She said as she drew away slightly.] I really haven't moved off the couch since I put myself here, so...good call to bring the food, yeah? You always manage to deliver...

[Now that Anya was closer, the stress and almost constant exhaustion engraved into Ava's face was much more clear to see. The dark rings under her eyes almost made her look like a raccoon in the dim lighting.]

[But despite all that, her soft smile and joyous reaction to her friend coming to see her was most definitely genuine.]

[h1v3-m1nd]

“Hey, you mentioned not eating right once and I never forgot it.”

Anya grinned, pulling away just enough so she grab the bag of Chinese food that sat on top of the box of treasure. It had been the quickest place. Though, Ava didn’t need to know that she had ordered it before actually asking to come over.

She had planned to bring the food over either way. The blonde had noticed that whenever Ava was really stressed she kind of forgot to eat, or at least forgot to eat anything semi healthy. Anya knew she had a similar bad habit, mainly of just eating candy and pastries, but her body was built to store energy and required extra sugars. Therefore, she could get away with eating junk all the time. She didn’t really want Ava copying her, not unless the brunette suddenly got the same fucked up stomach as her.

“I hope Chinese is okay. It was this or pizza and I felt this was gonna give you a little extra energy.”

[your-local-therapy-angel]

[Prior to rotting on her couch, the only sustenance she had actually had off the top of her head was a bunch of sweets she kept stored in her office. So the moment the smell of the takeout reached her nose, she sat straight up. Needless to say, she was famished.]

Chinese is perfect. I'm honestly surprised you brought all this food with you. I was only expecting just little snack foods...you didn't have to do all this...

[She pressed against her side, wing wrapping around her shoulders in a side hug as a quiet show of appreciation.]

..It isn't all for me, right? I'd feel bad if I was eating all this and you were left with nothing....you're doing too much for me, I-I can't--

[h1v3-m1nd]

“I already ate, plus you can save the leftovers for later.”

Hivemind pulled the containers from the bag, placing them on the table so Ava could grab whatever she wanted. Anya had gotten a little bit of everything, unsure what Ava would eat. The eating thing hadn’t been a lie, she had been in gym right before she texted Ava. So while texting her she had scarfed down half a wedding cake.

“Plus, I know sometimes you don’t eat when you’re stressed. So I wanted to bring by some snacks and somethings that’ll fill you. It’s not too much it’s just um how I show I care.”

Anya could never trust her words. She found they very rarely came across the way she wanted to. What she could trust though was the Chinese place across from her apartment building. She could trust that take out places would make good food and she could show her care that way. Plus, she really did worry about how much nutrients Ava actually got.

[your-local-therapy-angel]

[Ava hesitantly took the container of fried rice and then the pork wontons, two of her favorites when she got takeout on her own time. If she was home alone, chances are she would have scarfed the food down like a starving animal. But since Anya was here, as well as Fae, she'd have to refrain, as hungry as she was.]

I..suppose that's true... [She agreed, still feeling a little bad that her friend had spent her own money to feed her when the angel struggled to feed herself. Did she really have to rely on Anya to make sure she didn't starve herself sick while under stress already? Would she be doing the same to Fae? It felt...Selfish.]

[But she wouldn't say that aloud. She didn't want to chase Anya off with her ever constant self depreciating when she came all this way to see her.]

But really, you didn't have to do all this for me...I appreciate it, of course...but I cant help but feel spoiled accepting all of it....

[She leaned on the bee hero, sighing quietly.]

You're too good to me, Anya...you really are...

[h1v3-m1nd]

Anya grabbed a wooden fork from the bag and a pair of take away chopsticks, handing them over to Ava with a grin.

“Nonsense, I’m lucky to have you as my best friend, Ava. You are one of the kindest people I’ve ever met.”

She wrapped a wing around Ava’s shoulder as she leaned back against the couch. Her face softened, the concern clear on the heroine’s face as she looked her friend over.

“It’s okay to accept help, y’know? It doesn’t make you spoiled. Everyone needs help, especially when they’re going through something.”

[your-local-therapy-angel]

[She took the utensils, unable to stop herself from growing flushed at her words. Her wings gave a flutter behind her, betraying her true feelings.]

If anything, it's me who's lucky...I spent a good majority of my life having to look after myself. Being given any sort of assistance became a way to say that I'd become too dependent on others to the point I couldn't keep myself afloat without it.

[She finally dug into the food, almost crying from how good it tasted. Then again, anything tasted good when you were hungry enough. It still brought a tear to her eye.]

Of course, that's not healthy and I know it's not. Which is why I'm trying to be less of a stuck up bitch about it, y'know?

[She shoveled more rice into her mouth. Her natural eye seemed to sparkle with stars.] Oh my gods I needed this...

[h1v3-m1nd]

Anya couldn’t help the pride that blossomed in her chest as she watched the way Ava teared up while eating. It was nice to know she had done the right thing, had helped Ava in some way.

“I’m glad you like it! We can totally get you some next time you come to my place, it’s from this restaurant right across from my apartment building.”

The heroine paused after that, her smile fading as she began to think about Ava’s other words. It brought back an old thought, a question that had been lingering for quite some time.

Anya didn’t want to push, especially not when Ava was relaxed in the first time in a while. However, her concern wouldn’t go away. She would just ask and if Ava didn’t want to talk about it then Anya wouldn’t push.

“Ava, can I ask you something?”

[maho-from-torrents]

Anya rocked back and forth on her feet as she waited for the real estate agent to return. She clenched Maho’s hand nervously, feeling a nauseating mix of excitement and anxiety bubbled in her stomach. Maybe she should have waited to eat her doughnut after the tour.

The outside of the house was nice, a quaint little cottage that had been a twenty minute drive from the heart of Torrence. It was an older home, the off white paint chipping from the stone exterior. It had garden bed’s at the base of the home, not there was anything currently in them due to the season.

“Remember, I cannot fall in love with this place, I’m just meant to be looking.” Anya whispered, unsure if she was reminding Maho or herself.

Maho was eating her doughnut slowly. This was great. She was getting free food in exchange for being a bitch to a house. She squeezed Anya’s hand.

“It’s pretty cute, honestly. But yeah. Don’t fall in love just yet.”

Be so mean to this house, Maho. You got this.

[h1v3-m1nd]

Anya nodded, glad to have Maho there. She shouldn’t have even signed up for this tour, but she had done it without really thinking. The truth was she already liked this house way too much, but she couldn’t have this house. She couldn’t.

Except she couldn’t cancel because that would be rude, so she had brought Maho to be a realist.

The real estate agent came over, opening the gate and leading them up to the house. The paint chips were pretty bad, but easily fixable.

“The house still has most of its original features.” The real estate agent explained, her voice a bit too cheerful. Really, she kind of looked annoyed to be here. Probably because of how far from the city it was.

[maho-from-torrents]

Maho was glad she got this woman a coffee, because it would make her feel so much better about everything she was about to say this afternoon.

“Ooh, it must have so much history! And maybe asbestos! Has an asbestos survey been done here?”

Before Elle the Real Estate Agent can say anything, Maho turns to look at Anya with the haunted expression of someone who lost her child in The Great Asbestos Incident Of 1877, which was made the fuck up and not real.

“Girl, if you wanna do anything to this house, you gotta do this. Or you’ll die. The floors. The pipes. The insulation. Asbestos everywhere.”

Elle the Real Estate Agent says “Well-“

“Everywhere, Anya.”

[h1v3-m1nd]

Anya paused, her face scrunching up as she looked around. She knew Maho was probably playing it up, which she appreciated. She wasn’t sure what Maho was going to do when she asked for this favour. It was sweet to see Maho cared enough to be so theatrical about it.

“Is that an actual risk?”

Anya turned towards Elle, who was seemingly realizing Maho’s plans for this tour. There was a look of mild horror in her eyes and her smile had become a lot tighter.

“Well it hasn’t been surveyed recently, but it will be fine as long as you do that before any renovations.” Elle said, glancing from Anya to Maho and back again.

[your-local-therapy-angel]

“Ava, I’m here!” Hivey called out as she peaked her head into the room Fae had pointed her to.

This was weirdly only the second time Hivey had actually been inside Ava’s place. For someone reason Hivemind found most times they went to her place. She would have to see if Ava minded that, but that was something for later.

Right now Anya just wanted to comfort her friend. Which she hoped the box of stuff she brought over might help with.

@h1v3-m1nd

[Upon hearing Hivemind's voice, Ava's head shot up, her bionic eye glowing like a spotlight in the dark from her place on the couch. All the lights in her apartment were very dimmed, so Ava's eye was the only indicator that she was there.]

Anya..! You made it...

[No amount of exhaustion could mask the happiness in her voice. She quickly moved to make room on the couch for her friend.]

[h1v3-m1nd]

Anya smiled, placing the box on the ground before settling down on the couch beside Ava. Well, she was settled for about 5 seconds before she practically tackled the other girl into a hug.

“Are you okay? How much have you slept? Have you eaten? I brought all the cookies I had left in my stash. I also brought take out but if you’ve eaten recently you can save it for later.”

The blonde rambled away, squeezing Ava firmly as if reassuring herself that she was there. Anya was so thankful that Ava had far in her life now. It was nice to know that someone would be there for Ava when Anya couldn’t.

Plus, Fae really did seem like a good kid.

“I’m sorry, I’m rambling. Seriously though, how are you doing?”

[your-local-therapy-angel]

[The angel's wings fluttered behind her, and she returned Anya's hug with equal passion and care, nuzzling against the bee girl. She didn't mind the rambling at all. It was nice to know she cared so much about her to practically become a mother hen around her.]

Hehehe...tired, for one thing... [She said as she drew away slightly.] I really haven't moved off the couch since I put myself here, so...good call to bring the food, yeah? You always manage to deliver...

[Now that Anya was closer, the stress and almost constant exhaustion engraved into Ava's face was much more clear to see. The dark rings under her eyes almost made her look like a raccoon in the dim lighting.]

[But despite all that, her soft smile and joyous reaction to her friend coming to see her was most definitely genuine.]

[h1v3-m1nd]

“Hey, you mentioned not eating right once and I never forgot it.”

Anya grinned, pulling away just enough so she grab the bag of Chinese food that sat on top of the box of treasure. It had been the quickest place. Though, Ava didn’t need to know that she had ordered it before actually asking to come over.

She had planned to bring the food over either way. The blonde had noticed that whenever Ava was really stressed she kind of forgot to eat, or at least forgot to eat anything semi healthy. Anya knew she had a similar bad habit, mainly of just eating candy and pastries, but her body was built to store energy and required extra sugars. Therefore, she could get away with eating junk all the time. She didn’t really want Ava copying her, not unless the brunette suddenly got the same fucked up stomach as her.

“I hope Chinese is okay. It was this or pizza and I felt this was gonna give you a little extra energy.”

[your-local-therapy-angel]

[Prior to rotting on her couch, the only sustenance she had actually had off the top of her head was a bunch of sweets she kept stored in her office. So the moment the smell of the takeout reached her nose, she sat straight up. Needless to say, she was famished.]

Chinese is perfect. I'm honestly surprised you brought all this food with you. I was only expecting just little snack foods...you didn't have to do all this...

[She pressed against her side, wing wrapping around her shoulders in a side hug as a quiet show of appreciation.]

..It isn't all for me, right? I'd feel bad if I was eating all this and you were left with nothing....you're doing too much for me, I-I can't--

[h1v3-m1nd]

“I already ate, plus you can save the leftovers for later.”

Hivemind pulled the containers from the bag, placing them on the table so Ava could grab whatever she wanted. Anya had gotten a little bit of everything, unsure what Ava would eat. The eating thing hadn’t been a lie, she had been in gym right before she texted Ava. So while texting her she had scarfed down half a wedding cake.

“Plus, I know sometimes you don’t eat when you’re stressed. So I wanted to bring by some snacks and somethings that’ll fill you. It’s not too much it’s just um how I show I care.”

Anya could never trust her words. She found they very rarely came across the way she wanted to. What she could trust though was the Chinese place across from her apartment building. She could trust that take out places would make good food and she could show her care that way. Plus, she really did worry about how much nutrients Ava actually got.

[your-local-therapy-angel]

[Ava hesitantly took the container of fried rice and then the pork wontons, two of her favorites when she got takeout on her own time. If she was home alone, chances are she would have scarfed the food down like a starving animal. But since Anya was here, as well as Fae, she'd have to refrain, as hungry as she was.]

I..suppose that's true... [She agreed, still feeling a little bad that her friend had spent her own money to feed her when the angel struggled to feed herself. Did she really have to rely on Anya to make sure she didn't starve herself sick while under stress already? Would she be doing the same to Fae? It felt...Selfish.]

[But she wouldn't say that aloud. She didn't want to chase Anya off with her ever constant self depreciating when she came all this way to see her.]

But really, you didn't have to do all this for me...I appreciate it, of course...but I cant help but feel spoiled accepting all of it....

[She leaned on the bee hero, sighing quietly.]

You're too good to me, Anya...you really are...

[h1v3-m1nd]

Anya grabbed a wooden fork from the bag and a pair of take away chopsticks, handing them over to Ava with a grin.

“Nonsense, I’m lucky to have you as my best friend, Ava. You are one of the kindest people I’ve ever met.”

She wrapped a wing around Ava’s shoulder as she leaned back against the couch. Her face softened, the concern clear on the heroine’s face as she looked her friend over.

“It’s okay to accept help, y’know? It doesn’t make you spoiled. Everyone needs help, especially when they’re going through something.”

[your-local-therapy-angel]

“Ava, I’m here!” Hivey called out as she peaked her head into the room Fae had pointed her to.

This was weirdly only the second time Hivey had actually been inside Ava’s place. For someone reason Hivemind found most times they went to her place. She would have to see if Ava minded that, but that was something for later.

Right now Anya just wanted to comfort her friend. Which she hoped the box of stuff she brought over might help with.

@h1v3-m1nd

[Upon hearing Hivemind's voice, Ava's head shot up, her bionic eye glowing like a spotlight in the dark from her place on the couch. All the lights in her apartment were very dimmed, so Ava's eye was the only indicator that she was there.]

Anya..! You made it...

[No amount of exhaustion could mask the happiness in her voice. She quickly moved to make room on the couch for her friend.]

[h1v3-m1nd]

Anya smiled, placing the box on the ground before settling down on the couch beside Ava. Well, she was settled for about 5 seconds before she practically tackled the other girl into a hug.

“Are you okay? How much have you slept? Have you eaten? I brought all the cookies I had left in my stash. I also brought take out but if you’ve eaten recently you can save it for later.”

The blonde rambled away, squeezing Ava firmly as if reassuring herself that she was there. Anya was so thankful that Ava had far in her life now. It was nice to know that someone would be there for Ava when Anya couldn’t.

Plus, Fae really did seem like a good kid.

“I’m sorry, I’m rambling. Seriously though, how are you doing?”

[your-local-therapy-angel]

[The angel's wings fluttered behind her, and she returned Anya's hug with equal passion and care, nuzzling against the bee girl. She didn't mind the rambling at all. It was nice to know she cared so much about her to practically become a mother hen around her.]

Hehehe...tired, for one thing... [She said as she drew away slightly.] I really haven't moved off the couch since I put myself here, so...good call to bring the food, yeah? You always manage to deliver...

[Now that Anya was closer, the stress and almost constant exhaustion engraved into Ava's face was much more clear to see. The dark rings under her eyes almost made her look like a raccoon in the dim lighting.]

[But despite all that, her soft smile and joyous reaction to her friend coming to see her was most definitely genuine.]

[h1v3-m1nd]

“Hey, you mentioned not eating right once and I never forgot it.”

Anya grinned, pulling away just enough so she grab the bag of Chinese food that sat on top of the box of treasure. It had been the quickest place. Though, Ava didn’t need to know that she had ordered it before actually asking to come over.

She had planned to bring the food over either way. The blonde had noticed that whenever Ava was really stressed she kind of forgot to eat, or at least forgot to eat anything semi healthy. Anya knew she had a similar bad habit, mainly of just eating candy and pastries, but her body was built to store energy and required extra sugars. Therefore, she could get away with eating junk all the time. She didn’t really want Ava copying her, not unless the brunette suddenly got the same fucked up stomach as her.

“I hope Chinese is okay. It was this or pizza and I felt this was gonna give you a little extra energy.”

[your-local-therapy-angel]

[Prior to rotting on her couch, the only sustenance she had actually had off the top of her head was a bunch of sweets she kept stored in her office. So the moment the smell of the takeout reached her nose, she sat straight up. Needless to say, she was famished.]

Chinese is perfect. I'm honestly surprised you brought all this food with you. I was only expecting just little snack foods...you didn't have to do all this...

[She pressed against her side, wing wrapping around her shoulders in a side hug as a quiet show of appreciation.]

..It isn't all for me, right? I'd feel bad if I was eating all this and you were left with nothing....you're doing too much for me, I-I can't--

[h1v3-m1nd]

“I already ate, plus you can save the leftovers for later.”

Hivemind pulled the containers from the bag, placing them on the table so Ava could grab whatever she wanted. Anya had gotten a little bit of everything, unsure what Ava would eat. The eating thing hadn’t been a lie, she had been in gym right before she texted Ava. So while texting her she had scarfed down half a wedding cake.

“Plus, I know sometimes you don’t eat when you’re stressed. So I wanted to bring by some snacks and somethings that’ll fill you. It’s not too much it’s just um how I show I care.”

Anya could never trust her words. She found they very rarely came across the way she wanted to. What she could trust though was the Chinese place across from her apartment building. She could trust that take out places would make good food and she could show her care that way. Plus, she really did worry about how much nutrients Ava actually got.

[maho-from-torrents]

Anya rocked back and forth on her feet as she waited for the real estate agent to return. She clenched Maho’s hand nervously, feeling a nauseating mix of excitement and anxiety bubbled in her stomach. Maybe she should have waited to eat her doughnut after the tour.

The outside of the house was nice, a quaint little cottage that had been a twenty minute drive from the heart of Torrence. It was an older home, the off white paint chipping from the stone exterior. It had garden bed’s at the base of the home, not there was anything currently in them due to the season.

“Remember, I cannot fall in love with this place, I’m just meant to be looking.” Anya whispered, unsure if she was reminding Maho or herself.

Maho was eating her doughnut slowly. This was great. She was getting free food in exchange for being a bitch to a house. She squeezed Anya’s hand.

“It’s pretty cute, honestly. But yeah. Don’t fall in love just yet.”

Be so mean to this house, Maho. You got this.

[h1v3-m1nd]

Anya nodded, glad to have Maho there. She shouldn’t have even signed up for this tour, but she had done it without really thinking. The truth was she already liked this house way too much, but she couldn’t have this house. She couldn’t.

Except she couldn’t cancel because that would be rude, so she had brought Maho to be a realist.

The real estate agent came over, opening the gate and leading them up to the house. The paint chips were pretty bad, but easily fixable.

“The house still has most of its original features.” The real estate agent explained, her voice a bit too cheerful. Really, she kind of looked annoyed to be here. Probably because of how far from the city it was.

[your-local-therapy-angel]

“Ava, I’m here!” Hivey called out as she peaked her head into the room Fae had pointed her to.

This was weirdly only the second time Hivey had actually been inside Ava’s place. For someone reason Hivemind found most times they went to her place. She would have to see if Ava minded that, but that was something for later.

Right now Anya just wanted to comfort her friend. Which she hoped the box of stuff she brought over might help with.

@h1v3-m1nd

[Upon hearing Hivemind's voice, Ava's head shot up, her bionic eye glowing like a spotlight in the dark from her place on the couch. All the lights in her apartment were very dimmed, so Ava's eye was the only indicator that she was there.]

Anya..! You made it...

[No amount of exhaustion could mask the happiness in her voice. She quickly moved to make room on the couch for her friend.]

[h1v3-m1nd]

Anya smiled, placing the box on the ground before settling down on the couch beside Ava. Well, she was settled for about 5 seconds before she practically tackled the other girl into a hug.

“Are you okay? How much have you slept? Have you eaten? I brought all the cookies I had left in my stash. I also brought take out but if you’ve eaten recently you can save it for later.”

The blonde rambled away, squeezing Ava firmly as if reassuring herself that she was there. Anya was so thankful that Ava had far in her life now. It was nice to know that someone would be there for Ava when Anya couldn’t.

Plus, Fae really did seem like a good kid.

“I’m sorry, I’m rambling. Seriously though, how are you doing?”

[your-local-therapy-angel]

[The angel's wings fluttered behind her, and she returned Anya's hug with equal passion and care, nuzzling against the bee girl. She didn't mind the rambling at all. It was nice to know she cared so much about her to practically become a mother hen around her.]

Hehehe...tired, for one thing... [She said as she drew away slightly.] I really haven't moved off the couch since I put myself here, so...good call to bring the food, yeah? You always manage to deliver...

[Now that Anya was closer, the stress and almost constant exhaustion engraved into Ava's face was much more clear to see. The dark rings under her eyes almost made her look like a raccoon in the dim lighting.]

[But despite all that, her soft smile and joyous reaction to her friend coming to see her was most definitely genuine.]

[h1v3-m1nd]

“Hey, you mentioned not eating right once and I never forgot it.”

Anya grinned, pulling away just enough so she grab the bag of Chinese food that sat on top of the box of treasure. It had been the quickest place. Though, Ava didn’t need to know that she had ordered it before actually asking to come over.

She had planned to bring the food over either way. The blonde had noticed that whenever Ava was really stressed she kind of forgot to eat, or at least forgot to eat anything semi healthy. Anya knew she had a similar bad habit, mainly of just eating candy and pastries, but her body was built to store energy and required extra sugars. Therefore, she could get away with eating junk all the time. She didn’t really want Ava copying her, not unless the brunette suddenly got the same fucked up stomach as her.

“I hope Chinese is okay. It was this or pizza and I felt this was gonna give you a little extra energy.”

[h1v3-m1nd]

HI HIVEMIND!

*Places daisies and forget me nots in front of you*

Happy belated new year!

--Will O' the Wisp, Brucie

Oh um these are beautiful! Thank you, Brucie. I uh don’t have anything for you on me, but I’ll try to remember to bring in some honey and cookies for you.

Thank you again, this is um really nice:)

[your-local-therapy-angel]

“Ava, I’m here!” Hivey called out as she peaked her head into the room Fae had pointed her to.

This was weirdly only the second time Hivey had actually been inside Ava’s place. For someone reason Hivemind found most times they went to her place. She would have to see if Ava minded that, but that was something for later.

Right now Anya just wanted to comfort her friend. Which she hoped the box of stuff she brought over might help with.

@h1v3-m1nd

[Upon hearing Hivemind's voice, Ava's head shot up, her bionic eye glowing like a spotlight in the dark from her place on the couch. All the lights in her apartment were very dimmed, so Ava's eye was the only indicator that she was there.]

Anya..! You made it...

[No amount of exhaustion could mask the happiness in her voice. She quickly moved to make room on the couch for her friend.]

[h1v3-m1nd]

Anya smiled, placing the box on the ground before settling down on the couch beside Ava. Well, she was settled for about 5 seconds before she practically tackled the other girl into a hug.

“Are you okay? How much have you slept? Have you eaten? I brought all the cookies I had left in my stash. I also brought take out but if you’ve eaten recently you can save it for later.”

The blonde rambled away, squeezing Ava firmly as if reassuring herself that she was there. Anya was so thankful that Ava had far in her life now. It was nice to know that someone would be there for Ava when Anya couldn’t.

Plus, Fae really did seem like a good kid.

“I’m sorry, I’m rambling. Seriously though, how are you doing?”

[maho-from-torrents]

Hey Maho, I was wondering what you’re up to tomorrow and if I could maybe ask a huge favour? I kind of signed up for something and I need someone to go with me to keep me grounded.

- @h1v3-m1nd

I was planning on finishing up some work but that’s kinda flexible. I’m down to do whatever it is. What is it, anyway?

[h1v3-m1nd]

I signed up for a tour of a place. I know it’s I’m kind of quick, seeing as I just started considering buying a home a couple months ago. I really like this house though, so I kind of just acted without thinking.

Anyways I just wanted someone to go with me to point out any flaws I might miss. I don’t want to get too excited. I’m really just looking so I shouldn’t fall too in love with a place.

I can doughnuts for us after, since you bought one for me last time.

[maho-from-torrents]

Aww, I’d love to help, Hanito. I’ll do my best.

And doughnuts sound great.

How’ve you been doing, sweetheart?

[h1v3-m1nd]

Thanks again, Maho, I really appreciate it.

I’ve been doing okay, I’m going to meet Faetality later so that’ll be fun. Me and Indy have been doing pretty good. We haven’t time to hang out one on one since we had dinner though, so I’m hoping we can do that soon.

Wait are you asking because you saw my little rant about punching that guy? Because that was a one time thing I swear! I’m not usually violent like that.

[maho-from-torrents]

You’re a sweet girl, Anya. I feel like if you punched someone, you probably had a good reason. Why’d you do it though?

[h1v3-m1nd]

They were being nasty. Usually I just ignore heroes and do my work, but I was with Stella. Usually she’s a menace but she was so quiet and out of it and the hero kept being such a dick to us.

I was trying to keep them away from Stella, but they were taking every chance they could to be a dick. Not to mention they kept brushing up against my wings.

So next time they brushed up against my wings during a hand over I just reached out and punched them. Stella’s a menace, but this hero was just being so cruel. I dont really care when heroes behave like that to me, but seeing them target Stella when she was out of it? I just reached my limit.

Sorry, that was um a lot. How are you doing, Maho?

[maho-from-torrents]

Maho squeezes Anya’s shoulder and gives her a reassuring smile. There’s something strained about it. Something tense.

Listen, Anya. You gotta stand up for yourself too, okay honey? You don’t deserve that either. You’re a good person. You’re worth your weight in gold and you shouldn’t just accept the shit they give you. It’s not right. Teach those fuckers a lesson.

She looks to the side.

As for how I’m doing… honestly, I’ve been better, but I’m dealing with it. I’ll be fine. It’s just that my friend Adrien’s been missing for a while. Since Christmas. I’ve been waiting for updates, but not much has happened yet.

It’s okay though, I can still look at the house. It’ll be good for me to have something new to focus on.

[h1v3-m1nd]

Oh shit, I’m so sorry to hear that, Maho. I had no idea that happened. I could try to keep an eye out for them during work if you want? Like um during rescues and stuff.

She paused for a moment, glancing away.

I get the whole defending myself thing, I um… I do. I just don’t really care when they do it to me, I’ve been doing this long enough to be used to it.

Seriously though, tell me if you need anything. Also if you come to viewing and you need a minutes just tell me, okay?

[maho-from-torrents]

Thank you, Anya.

I have a couple pictures of Adrien on my phone, and this video of this guy who’s probably connected to him vanishing, I’ll send them to you now…

Maho thinks for a second.

I think I need a hug. A long one.

[h1v3-m1nd]

Anya almost immediately lunged forward, embracing Maho in a hug.

If you ever need to talk or anything, or just a hug like this, I’m here.