Oh, Darling, I Know What Youre Going Through

Yet I will persist as this too will pass and will begin again (Any pronouns)

[peachy-p3aches]

Ive been thinking too much recently.

It’s something I’m trying not to make a habit of. New year, new me, yknow? I guess I wouldn’t be here now if I had stopped thinking about it. But hey, reflections good for everyone.

It’s just some things stick, they won’t go away. A pulldrone. I dont know. Maybe I should stop bothering healing wounds, they already hurt like hell. I think I settled on what’s right, is that good? I keep the past in mind but I try not the let it dictate my future. I try not to let those late night thoughts in too. Though I admit I agree with them that it would be easier to not come back to this.

I think I made you up sometimes. Someone to talk to when things get rough. My own guardian angel. Something stupid like that.

You understand then, don’t you? I’ll.. delete this voicemail soon, sorry.

maybe I should just move on and go to bed.

[peachy-p3aches]

My cat vs the evil cat she believes is living in my mirror

[peachy-p3aches]

There’s a blind calf in our herd. He sits alone under our oak trees and his mother occasionally comes to make sure he’s alright. We found him drowning in a pond, eyes barely open and clouded over. His mama stood on the bank wailing for her just barely born calf. He was so small then, fragile and frail, it’s nothing I’d ever imagine these cattle to be. But he was. Nothing like any baby I’d ever seen, maybe that’s why the idea was so novel.

We kept him in a pen for a week, had a vet come out to look at him too. Not one of those real vets though, he got his license in the eighties and I’m not sure he’s renewed it since. He told us there was nothing to do, the calf would either die out in the pasture or it would live its life the best it could. Suggested sell barns that would euthanize it, some that would even pay us, should living get too hard. After that week we put him back in the pasture, if he were to die he would die with his mama beside him, die in the grasses he was born in. Maybe it was mercy, maybe it was cruel.

He didn’t die, though. He found his mama, or his mama found him. In the feed lot by the abandoned school bus. she found him. She led him to the rest of the herd. Now he sits under the oak trees by himself, I don’t think he knows he’s different in the same way I think he does. He doesn’t go near water anymore, nor does he play with the other calves. I counted just the other day, three new babies since he was born. All with perfectly functional eyes. They don’t treat him any differently, but they don’t treat him like he belongs in the herd either.

If I was any smarter I’d comment on how obviously this bull calf has no higher thoughts. He’s an animal at his core, his brain occupied by the need to eat, sleep, and reproduce. He doesn’t know any of the things I talk of, none of them do. He’s just an animal, ability to see or not. When he’s old enough we’ll sell him to the same sell barn that would have paid us to kill him. No matter what he will end as a meal on someone’s plate, processed in a cold factory. They won’t care if he can see or not, he’s meat to them.

And yet he sits under the oak trees. His mama has learned to announce her arrival. Never have I seen a cow stick so close to their calf, by now she would be pushing him away as he attempts to feed. Any normal cow would begin separating herself from her calf. But she doesn’t. Maybe she does know he’s different, maybe she realizes it and she wants to protect her child from this world that doesn’t treat you right if you’re different. I couldn’t tell you what goes through her head. But maybe she saw that infant calf with film over his eyes and maybe she thought that the world is cruel, maybe she thought that despite the world being cruel she would continue to raise this calf that was so very different.

There’s a blind calf that sits under the oak trees in my pasture, my grandfathers pasture before me. He doesn’t move from the shade of the trees, he’s scared of thunderstorms. One day we will sell him and someone else will eat him, he sits under the oak trees. His mother refuses to leave him. His mama sits by his side under the oak trees, maybe she too knows the fact that he isn’t permanent. She sits by his side, sometimes the way she stares at me I think she knows what’ll happen to him. This isn’t her first calf after all.

It’ll be months until we sell him, for now he is a calf that sits under oak trees, that chews lazily on the grasses we thought he would die on. He knows nothing of his fate, and it is for the best. To sit and to know nothing, to see nothing. It’s for the best.

[peachy-p3aches]

It’s a shame that I’ve never felt connected to any religion, I’ve only ever loved worship and gospel music.

Whenever I was little my grandma used to sing along to the gospel music that played on the radio and I’d fall asleep in just the right spot where the sun hit me through her windows while listening to her voice though the walls. She used to sing to me when I was sick, all the hymns from her mother’s songbook. My mother has that book now, she never sung to me but she hummed their melodies sometimes. Now she sings to her niece and nephew, my cousins, I think whenever she sings she imagines my grandmother singing to her.

Even now at 18 I put on gospel hymns to fall asleep. there’s a station on my tv that plays the old ones, not the modern ones that sound like they’re trying to be pop music. The “real” ones, the ones my grandmother used to play. The ones that my aunt taught me to play on piano, the ones I’d ask to sing in church. The church my grandma refused to go to because they tore down her old one, and she would rather sit at its rubble and worship then ever step foot in another, she told me that the one time I asked why she didn’t go.

I’m not religious, I don’t consider myself a part of any religion at all. But it’s the music that I can’t let go of. Sometimes I think that it’s the one thread I have that connects to me to my mother and my grandmother and my grandmothers mother. One song book, the same hymns though sung differently. A religion I’ll never find peace in but songs that I can at least find a home in.

[peachy-p3aches]

Most average yuri break up

Madslulu: I know you don’t care about me, but I still care about you. I’m sorry if my love is overwhelming but I still want you, I still need you. I will try to let you go but you are a part of me I cannot be without, but I’ll learn because I love you, despite all of this I still love you

Peachywasstolen: I am in hell

[peachy-p3aches]

We’ve all got that one friend plagued by visions 🤣🤣🤣🤣😂😂😂😂

[peachy-p3aches]

hai peachyyyy

Hiiii :D

[k-doesthings]

You got my house wrong, try harder next time k

[peachy-p3aches]

Hiiiiiiii peachyyyyyyyyyyyy

Hiii madssss!!! <3

[k-doesthings]

You got my house wrong, try harder next time k

[peachy-p3aches]

Lock in bro

[jbdtm]

If I stripped you down to nothing what would you be in the end? What’s really at your core?

a misunderstood kid that just wanted to be loved

[peachy-p3aches]

Misunderstood

[jbdtm]

would you say something else? all i ever wanted was love or to be loved.

[peachy-p3aches]

I’d say that you’re right about being a child, and I think that was probably pretty understood about you. There’s a different between wanting and doing, and you don’t do much worthy of love. But at the end of the day it’s always about you isn’t it? Im not actually sure why I asked you what’s at your core because of course you wouldn’t know. At the very core of your being you are a self centered person jb, at the end of the day it will always be you. You will cause your own downfall, you will always be too focused in your past to look ahead or even to your left or to your right.

And I realize this because I’m the same, but at least whenever I’m drowning I make an effort to swim. You sit there in the water and you either drown or you wait until someone will drag your body out. But then again, what do I expect from you? You could’ve had a fresh start and instead you stay stagnant. You are stagnant. Change starts with you, if you wanted to be loved then start by truly trying to love.

I thought I told you this all those months ago, that you will make yourself miserable unless you try. You are so fixated on the idea that if you stay standing still then that’s your “healing” then that’s your “trying”. Of course you’re miserable here because you don’t let yourself feel anything but miserable. Of course you’re suffering because you refuse to do anything but suffer you go around in these cycles of “improvement” where you get a new friend, a new team, and then you return to the state you think you’re most used to of making yourself miserable over and over again looking for anyone to help the poor poor jb. And you get no where

Your claims of improvement aren’t true, you aren’t growing. You are withering, those flowers in your head must of finally reached your frontal cortex and are choking any rational thought you have that isn’t feeling sorry for yourself.

[jbdtm]

If I stripped you down to nothing what would you be in the end? What’s really at your core?

a misunderstood kid that just wanted to be loved

[peachy-p3aches]

Misunderstood

[peachy-p3aches]

i'm being traumatized /ooc

Only good things come from hyperspace smp

[sin-hyperspace]

hello again sin.

/lore

hello scout

how can i help you?

[retroactive-m4]

I just wanted to ask a few questions regarding your opinions on others on the server.

beyond teo, who would you say you trust most?

[sin-hyperspace]

that.. is a good question

not many, i suppose. i believe i have a decent.. 'relationship' with a few that are around, but my answer would have to be nuki

it has been a while since i had last seen him, though

why are you asking?

[retroactive-m4]

curiosity.

interesting. I don't believe I've met nuki.

why do you trust him?

[sin-hyperspace]

he's made the effort to interact with me and help me when no one else has

when i was alone

trust is a strong word, but it's the closest answer to your question

[retroactive-m4]

if not trust, what word would you use?

[sin-hyperspace]

like, maybe. he's kind. more than i deserve

familiarity in a sense

she reminds me of a person i once knew

[retroactive-m4]

hm. what do you think you deserve?

[sin-hyperspace]

i don't think that's important for your experiments. you're testing limits, not beliefs

[retroactive-m4]

I never said it was important to my experiments. I never said that's what these questions are for. what do you think you deserve, sin?

[sin-hyperspace]

i deserve what destiny has in store for me

[retroactive-m4]

you're being vague, sin. what specifically?

[sin-hyperspace]

i don't know what fate has prepared for me. how could i? that's not within my powers or abilities

[retroactive-m4]

you go along with everything so readily, it's pathetic. destiny is very loose. what are your standards for what you deserve?

[sin-hyperspace]

i.. deserve what i am given

nothing more, nothing less

[retroactive-m4]

have you ever fought for yourself? do you have any beliefs of your own, or do you just do what you're told, like a dog?

[sin-hyperspace]

can we move on?

[retroactive-m4]

hm. I don't think we can.

it's a simple question, no? have you ever fought for what you believe in? not because you were told. out of your own free will?

[sin-hyperspace]

those days are long over

[retroactive-m4]

do you even have free will, sin?

[peachy-p3aches]

Hey guys what are we talking about

[stupidcatpuppy]

self-indulgent peachy and teo training story from teo pov

"cmon. get up now." peachy, a little dazed ,hesitantly picked up the iron bat teo was offering and got pulled to his feet. "you need to pay more attention to your balance. every time you cross your feet, you are vulnerable to getting bashed to the ground by her shield. "

peachy was starting to regret eating before this. while he was sweating his ass off trying to survive under a full set of netherite armour,trying her best to hold her shield and the sword teo gave her up, her mentor was in a tank-top and shorts, her hair messily put up. the only armour teo had on her body was a shoulder pad and gauntlets, also putting some padded leather on her elbows and knees, those being tanattempt to protect peachy's face from hits and cuts. her arm and legs were both filled with old scars, cuts and skin that looked like it had regrown itself a million times over. the bat she was carrying looked small in her hands, but was the size of peachy's regular sword.

"do you want to win? do you want revenge? get your head in the game. you cannot be making beginner mistakes, as inexperienced as you are. what did i teach you about footwork?" teo asked. "keep my feet apart, with my left forward and my right in the back. when i move, i move my front and then my back leg, unless im going backwards" ,peachy repeated robotically, clearly something drilled in her mind several times. "good." teo said, her expression slightly softening you up. "look, your weapons are clearly stopping you from moving and thinking right, just throw them aside for now. your helmet too, i want to show you something", she said taking of her gauntlets and throwing them against a tree as if it were second nature, while peachy exhaled hard taking her equipment off. it was a beautiful day, sunny, not a thought of a cloud or wind, and he was doing this. "why do i even have to learn how to fight with no weapons, ill always have a sword right?", peachy got out between breaths. "martial arts is what i learned first. to be a good fighter, you must be a weapon within yourself, and use whatever you have at hand as nothing more then an extension

"how was where you grew up and learned how to fight like?" peachy asked, definetly not trying to catch a breath. " rough. all of my people were raised to be soldiers in a never-ending war since the moment they were born, it was not a place where showing weakness lead to anything good.i had friends, but they were more training partners then someone to talk to. i still miss some of them, even after i was.. exiled" she said, her eyes wandering and unfocused. " but that's enough backstory. do you know why i taught you to keep ur feet like that" she said, clearly trying to get her memories out of her own head. "uhm.. to make me balanced and less vulnerable to being shoved? i dont really know" peachy responded, finally not breathing heavily.

" close. power doesn't come from your hips, not your hands. you only swing with your arms, and that's why the only way you've won so far is breaking their armour" teo explained.

" turn from your hips to your right , but don't lean at all and still keep your chin tucked in. now turn so you're facing forward, and punch" peachy did as he was told, and was surprised to hear her arm make a whipping sound, and felt power run thru his entire body. " that .. felt better" " tell me about it. don't keep your chin that tucked in , look at me directly. not in my eyes, we're not on a date peachy. look at my chin, that's your target. step back , and try it again, but don't punch from your hips, keep your knuckles at eyelash level, to the side of your head, and after you're done punching put your hands back up" peachy felt a speed she hadn't seen in himself before, as her gauntlets nearly hit teo. " don't look too far down" teo suddenly grabbed peachy by the back of his neck, pulling his head down as she lifted her right knee, stopping it a few centimeters from her nose. "hey! " peachy said, surprised by the sudden move and how easy teo moved his head. "to be fair, jopas not gonna do that, thats more of my style, teo added, letting go off peachy's neck .

peachy nodded, then asked shyly " so, purjopa has a style, you have a style, jt had a style, when am i gonna learn to fight in my own way?" teo chuckled. for a second, peachy could've sworn it sounded like pluto's laugh.

" that's not really something i can teach you peaches, you're going to have to discover that on your own, after a lot of fights or spars. i realised my eyes weren't as good as the other's as a child, so i couldn't see a lot of hits coming and react, even though i had a longer frame, so i decided to use my weight and size to my advantage and get close enough for no one to be able to react to anything. sometimes, when i'm fighting, i go fully off instinct, my eyes are barely even open." she said, her eyes nearly closed.

"i can teach you a few tricks that work for almost everyone, but you're going to have to fight people near your skill to find out what your strengths and weaknesses are, and how to use them. i found out i understood balance and was stronger then others, so i developed a grappling based style, which works very well even with weapons, as most people don't expect it"

" get your shield and sword back, let me show you one of my favourites". she said, turning around and grabbing some old, worn out leather gloves from her echest. peachy obliged, not very happy to be experimented on. "swing your sword sideways, try to actually hit my head from the side" the veteran said. " what? that's dangerous , what if i actually hit you, yore not wearing a helmet" peachy said, not believing he actually had to say something about of all people teo's safety. "you're not going to hit me, and i haven't sharpened that sword in two fights. do as i tell you, move with your hips" teo listed, as calm as someone would be ordering coffee.

peachy sighed, and after getting herself ready swung at teo. it was the best attack she had ever thrown, the sword felt as if it was a part of her arm, and moving at speeds she'd only seen from other experienced fighters. teo wasn't phased. moving so fast she could've been a speed mirage, she leaned forwards, the sword moving centimeters above her head, and in a blink she dove on peachy's left thigh like an eagle and wrapped her arm around it, lifting peachy of the ground in a blink and then letting him down slowly on the grass,,leaving him shocked. " i don't want to slam you, but you get the point" she said " you need to teach me how to do that"

teo laughs again. peachy had never seen teo so at home, so relaxed until now. this was clearly her element. again, the way she laughed reminded her of someone he wasn't sure he wanted to associate teo with.

" well, before you learn advanced techniques like that you need a certain amount of stamina and strength, along with reaction and prediction. i think your lack of.. physical ability(she gestured, as peachy made a grumpy sound) has been stopping you from truly seeing your own ability and strengths. take your armour off peachy. have you ever been in a fistfight?" "not in a proper one, that's for sure" peachy said, scared about what would come next. " well, its as good of a time as any." teo opened her echest again , and dropped some purple boxing gloves, pink shin guards and a helmet with what looked like an old withered petal on the left part. ( how much gear did she have in there? women and their purses) . " put those on. one of my training partners was about your size, and shes not using them anymore." "is she .. dead?" peachy asked, staying a small distance away from the gear, as if it were cursed. " no no, just in another place. we split paths after livi" teo responded, visibly worried by the idea of her friend? being dead. " she used to beat my ass in that exact gear, so if you see any blood its most likely mine" teo chuckled. peachy put the gear on, as teo pulled out a speaker from her echest (bottomless pit he could've sworn) and put on some music in a language peachy didn't speak,but sounded like some of the things pluto was saying in their dreams. " okay? you ready?" teo asked, hitting her gloves together.

"yeah.... as ready as ill ever be! said peachy" teo laughed softly ( again???) and told peachy that she'd go easy, but peachy was too worried about not being turned into mashed potatoes to really listen. they touched gloves, and suddenly teo's posture changed. she wasn't smiling, or staying still anymore, she was bouncing on her feet with her hands up, and then closing in on him at a concerning speed. reflex kicked in for peachy, and she started moving backwards. teo was within an arms reach of her now, so he jabbed at teo's gloves before taking a step back, then returning for a cross to teo's midsection. peachy put his all in the swing, but it didn't seem to hurt or stop teo at all, which instead smiled and said " there's some fight in you after all!" .they did this dance for a little longer, teo not throwing a punch and just letting peachy go in and out of her range,throwing a punch or a weak kick while in range. and then, as fast as a thunder, while peachy was moving in, teo moved in at the same time, throwing an elbow that took peachy off balance and then immediately picking peachy's left ankle up and using it to drag peachy towards her then drag her to the ground.

peachy felt like crying. the music was loud but felt far away, and there was this ring in her ear that wouldn't go away, and she felt something warm and hot across her left cheek. first time getting a concussion?" pluto teo asked. peachy nodded. teo helped peachy to his feet,and then got a strange drink out of her echest ( genuinely what doesn't she have in there) , giving to peachy and instructing her to drink. it tasted like tv static and burned his throat. " thats țuică with a little medicine. your head will clear up and its not gonna hurt for a little bit, but tomorrow you will get the worst headache of your life" teo said, surprisingly gentle. " until that, you were doing quite well. you've picked up pendulum steps really well, so i'm gonna teach you an in and out style. " peachy breathed in deeply, expecting teo to ask her to keep fighting even while he could barely think. "not now. this is good enough for today." teo added, to his relief. peachy got his gear off, but teo had one more thing for her,again from her seemingly endless echest. a long, thin sword, with a delicated look to it, and a beautiful engraving that read " floreta Grației" . it seemed to be a personal item of teo, peachy was surprised to see her give it a way. " it belonged to that friend you just wore the gear of. i gave her my scythe and she gave me her rapier when we split ways. you can use it until you forge your own. don't lose it." teo hesitated,then added "you remind me of her, and its too light for me to use without breaking." teo seemed almost emotional? peachy could swear teo had a tear in her eye, but it must've been sweat. teo picked up her stuff, fidgeted with a sword peachy hadn't seen before, with something engraved on it that peachy again couldn't decipher. " take care peachy. rest up, and when you're feeling well I'll tell you a schedule so you can do to improve your physical activities" she said, warmer them peachy had seen teo talk to anyone but sin. before peachy could say anything , teo flew away.

"pluto. i miss you" he added, before laying down in the grass and taking teo's advice about resting.

[stupidcatpuppy]

self-indulgent peachy and teo training story from teo pov

"cmon. get up now." peachy, a little dazed ,hesitantly picked up the iron bat teo was offering and got pulled to his feet. "you need to pay more attention to your balance. every time you cross your feet, you are vulnerable to getting bashed to the ground by her shield. "

peachy was starting to regret eating before this. while he was sweating his ass off trying to survive under a full set of netherite armour,trying her best to hold her shield and the sword teo gave her up, her mentor was in a tank-top and shorts, her hair messily put up. the only armour teo had on her body was a shoulder pad and gauntlets, also putting some padded leather on her elbows and knees, those being tanattempt to protect peachy's face from hits and cuts. her arm and legs were both filled with old scars, cuts and skin that looked like it had regrown itself a million times over. the bat she was carrying looked small in her hands, but was the size of peachy's regular sword.

"do you want to win? do you want revenge? get your head in the game. you cannot be making beginner mistakes, as inexperienced as you are. what did i teach you about footwork?" teo asked. "keep my feet apart, with my left forward and my right in the back. when i move, i move my front and then my back leg, unless im going backwards" ,peachy repeated robotically, clearly something drilled in her mind several times. "good." teo said, her expression slightly softening you up. "look, your weapons are clearly stopping you from moving and thinking right, just throw them aside for now. your helmet too, i want to show you something", she said taking of her gauntlets and throwing them against a tree as if it were second nature, while peachy exhaled hard taking her equipment off. it was a beautiful day, sunny, not a thought of a cloud or wind, and he was doing this. "why do i even have to learn how to fight with no weapons, ill always have a sword right?", peachy got out between breaths. "martial arts is what i learned first. to be a good fighter, you must be a weapon within yourself, and use whatever you have at hand as nothing more then an extension

"how was where you grew up and learned how to fight like?" peachy asked, definetly not trying to catch a breath. " rough. all of my people were raised to be soldiers in a never-ending war since the moment they were born, it was not a place where showing weakness lead to anything good.i had friends, but they were more training partners then someone to talk to. i still miss some of them, even after i was.. exiled" she said, her eyes wandering and unfocused. " but that's enough backstory. do you know why i taught you to keep ur feet like that" she said, clearly trying to get her memories out of her own head. "uhm.. to make me balanced and less vulnerable to being shoved? i dont really know" peachy responded, finally not breathing heavily.

" close. power doesn't come from your hips, not your hands. you only swing with your arms, and that's why the only way you've won so far is breaking their armour" teo explained.

" turn from your hips to your right , but don't lean at all and still keep your chin tucked in. now turn so you're facing forward, and punch" peachy did as he was told, and was surprised to hear her arm make a whipping sound, and felt power run thru his entire body. " that .. felt better" " tell me about it. don't keep your chin that tucked in , look at me directly. not in my eyes, we're not on a date peachy. look at my chin, that's your target. step back , and try it again, but don't punch from your hips, keep your knuckles at eyelash level, to the side of your head, and after you're done punching put your hands back up" peachy felt a speed she hadn't seen in himself before, as her gauntlets nearly hit teo. " don't look too far down" teo suddenly grabbed peachy by the back of his neck, pulling his head down as she lifted her right knee, stopping it a few centimeters from her nose. "hey! " peachy said, surprised by the sudden move and how easy teo moved his head. "to be fair, jopas not gonna do that, thats more of my style, teo added, letting go off peachy's neck .

peachy nodded, then asked shyly " so, purjopa has a style, you have a style, jt had a style, when am i gonna learn to fight in my own way?" teo chuckled. for a second, peachy could've sworn it sounded like pluto's laugh.

" that's not really something i can teach you peaches, you're going to have to discover that on your own, after a lot of fights or spars. i realised my eyes weren't as good as the other's as a child, so i couldn't see a lot of hits coming and react, even though i had a longer frame, so i decided to use my weight and size to my advantage and get close enough for no one to be able to react to anything. sometimes, when i'm fighting, i go fully off instinct, my eyes are barely even open." she said, her eyes nearly closed.

"i can teach you a few tricks that work for almost everyone, but you're going to have to fight people near your skill to find out what your strengths and weaknesses are, and how to use them. i found out i understood balance and was stronger then others, so i developed a grappling based style, which works very well even with weapons, as most people don't expect it"

" get your shield and sword back, let me show you one of my favourites". she said, turning around and grabbing some old, worn out leather gloves from her echest. peachy obliged, not very happy to be experimented on. "swing your sword sideways, try to actually hit my head from the side" the veteran said. " what? that's dangerous , what if i actually hit you, yore not wearing a helmet" peachy said, not believing he actually had to say something about of all people teo's safety. "you're not going to hit me, and i haven't sharpened that sword in two fights. do as i tell you, move with your hips" teo listed, as calm as someone would be ordering coffee.

peachy sighed, and after getting herself ready swung at teo. it was the best attack she had ever thrown, the sword felt as if it was a part of her arm, and moving at speeds she'd only seen from other experienced fighters. teo wasn't phased. moving so fast she could've been a speed mirage, she leaned forwards, the sword moving centimeters above her head, and in a blink she dove on peachy's left thigh like an eagle and wrapped her arm around it, lifting peachy of the ground in a blink and then letting him down slowly on the grass,,leaving him shocked. " i don't want to slam you, but you get the point" she said " you need to teach me how to do that"

teo laughs again. peachy had never seen teo so at home, so relaxed until now. this was clearly her element. again, the way she laughed reminded her of someone he wasn't sure he wanted to associate teo with.

" well, before you learn advanced techniques like that you need a certain amount of stamina and strength, along with reaction and prediction. i think your lack of.. physical ability(she gestured, as peachy made a grumpy sound) has been stopping you from truly seeing your own ability and strengths. take your armour off peachy. have you ever been in a fistfight?" "not in a proper one, that's for sure" peachy said, scared about what would come next. " well, its as good of a time as any." teo opened her echest again , and dropped some purple boxing gloves, pink shin guards and a helmet with what looked like an old withered petal on the left part. ( how much gear did she have in there? women and their purses) . " put those on. one of my training partners was about your size, and shes not using them anymore." "is she .. dead?" peachy asked, staying a small distance away from the gear, as if it were cursed. " no no, just in another place. we split paths after livi" teo responded, visibly worried by the idea of her friend? being dead. " she used to beat my ass in that exact gear, so if you see any blood its most likely mine" teo chuckled. peachy put the gear on, as teo pulled out a speaker from her echest (bottomless pit he could've sworn) and put on some music in a language peachy didn't speak,but sounded like some of the things pluto was saying in their dreams. " okay? you ready?" teo asked, hitting her gloves together.

"yeah.... as ready as ill ever be! said peachy" teo laughed softly ( again???) and told peachy that she'd go easy, but peachy was too worried about not being turned into mashed potatoes to really listen. they touched gloves, and suddenly teo's posture changed. she wasn't smiling, or staying still anymore, she was bouncing on her feet with her hands up, and then closing in on him at a concerning speed. reflex kicked in for peachy, and she started moving backwards. teo was within an arms reach of her now, so he jabbed at teo's gloves before taking a step back, then returning for a cross to teo's midsection. peachy put his all in the swing, but it didn't seem to hurt or stop teo at all, which instead smiled and said " there's some fight in you after all!" .they did this dance for a little longer, teo not throwing a punch and just letting peachy go in and out of her range,throwing a punch or a weak kick while in range. and then, as fast as a thunder, while peachy was moving in, teo moved in at the same time, throwing an elbow that took peachy off balance and then immediately picking peachy's left ankle up and using it to drag peachy towards her then drag her to the ground.

peachy felt like crying. the music was loud but felt far away, and there was this ring in her ear that wouldn't go away, and she felt something warm and hot across her left cheek. first time getting a concussion?" pluto teo asked. peachy nodded. teo helped peachy to his feet,and then got a strange drink out of her echest ( genuinely what doesn't she have in there) , giving to peachy and instructing her to drink. it tasted like tv static and burned his throat. " thats țuică with a little medicine. your head will clear up and its not gonna hurt for a little bit, but tomorrow you will get the worst headache of your life" teo said, surprisingly gentle. " until that, you were doing quite well. you've picked up pendulum steps really well, so i'm gonna teach you an in and out style. " peachy breathed in deeply, expecting teo to ask her to keep fighting even while he could barely think. "not now. this is good enough for today." teo added, to his relief. peachy got his gear off, but teo had one more thing for her,again from her seemingly endless echest. a long, thin sword, with a delicated look to it, and a beautiful engraving that read " floreta Grației" . it seemed to be a personal item of teo, peachy was surprised to see her give it a way. " it belonged to that friend you just wore the gear of. i gave her my scythe and she gave me her rapier when we split ways. you can use it until you forge your own. don't lose it." teo hesitated,then added "you remind me of her, and its too light for me to use without breaking." teo seemed almost emotional? peachy could swear teo had a tear in her eye, but it must've been sweat. teo picked up her stuff, fidgeted with a sword peachy hadn't seen before, with something engraved on it that peachy again couldn't decipher. " take care peachy. rest up, and when you're feeling well I'll tell you a schedule so you can do to improve your physical activities" she said, warmer them peachy had seen teo talk to anyone but sin. before peachy could say anything , teo flew away.

"pluto. i miss you" he added, before laying down in the grass and taking teo's advice about resting.

[stupidcatpuppy]

self-indulgent peachy and teo training story from teo pov

"cmon. get up now." peachy, a little dazed ,hesitantly picked up the iron bat teo was offering and got pulled to his feet. "you need to pay more attention to your balance. every time you cross your feet, you are vulnerable to getting bashed to the ground by her shield. "

peachy was starting to regret eating before this. while he was sweating his ass off trying to survive under a full set of netherite armour,trying her best to hold her shield and the sword teo gave her up, her mentor was in a tank-top and shorts, her hair messily put up. the only armour teo had on her body was a shoulder pad and gauntlets, also putting some padded leather on her elbows and knees, those being tanattempt to protect peachy's face from hits and cuts. her arm and legs were both filled with old scars, cuts and skin that looked like it had regrown itself a million times over. the bat she was carrying looked small in her hands, but was the size of peachy's regular sword.

"do you want to win? do you want revenge? get your head in the game. you cannot be making beginner mistakes, as inexperienced as you are. what did i teach you about footwork?" teo asked. "keep my feet apart, with my left forward and my right in the back. when i move, i move my front and then my back leg, unless im going backwards" ,peachy repeated robotically, clearly something drilled in her mind several times. "good." teo said, her expression slightly softening you up. "look, your weapons are clearly stopping you from moving and thinking right, just throw them aside for now. your helmet too, i want to show you something", she said taking of her gauntlets and throwing them against a tree as if it were second nature, while peachy exhaled hard taking her equipment off. it was a beautiful day, sunny, not a thought of a cloud or wind, and he was doing this. "why do i even have to learn how to fight with no weapons, ill always have a sword right?", peachy got out between breaths. "martial arts is what i learned first. to be a good fighter, you must be a weapon within yourself, and use whatever you have at hand as nothing more then an extension

"how was where you grew up and learned how to fight like?" peachy asked, definetly not trying to catch a breath. " rough. all of my people were raised to be soldiers in a never-ending war since the moment they were born, it was not a place where showing weakness lead to anything good.i had friends, but they were more training partners then someone to talk to. i still miss some of them, even after i was.. exiled" she said, her eyes wandering and unfocused. " but that's enough backstory. do you know why i taught you to keep ur feet like that" she said, clearly trying to get her memories out of her own head. "uhm.. to make me balanced and less vulnerable to being shoved? i dont really know" peachy responded, finally not breathing heavily.

" close. power doesn't come from your hips, not your hands. you only swing with your arms, and that's why the only way you've won so far is breaking their armour" teo explained.

" turn from your hips to your right , but don't lean at all and still keep your chin tucked in. now turn so you're facing forward, and punch" peachy did as he was told, and was surprised to hear her arm make a whipping sound, and felt power run thru his entire body. " that .. felt better" " tell me about it. don't keep your chin that tucked in , look at me directly. not in my eyes, we're not on a date peachy. look at my chin, that's your target. step back , and try it again, but don't punch from your hips, keep your knuckles at eyelash level, to the side of your head, and after you're done punching put your hands back up" peachy felt a speed she hadn't seen in himself before, as her gauntlets nearly hit teo. " don't look too far down" teo suddenly grabbed peachy by the back of his neck, pulling his head down as she lifted her right knee, stopping it a few centimeters from her nose. "hey! " peachy said, surprised by the sudden move and how easy teo moved his head. "to be fair, jopas not gonna do that, thats more of my style, teo added, letting go off peachy's neck .

peachy nodded, then asked shyly " so, purjopa has a style, you have a style, jt had a style, when am i gonna learn to fight in my own way?" teo chuckled. for a second, peachy could've sworn it sounded like pluto's laugh.

" that's not really something i can teach you peaches, you're going to have to discover that on your own, after a lot of fights or spars. i realised my eyes weren't as good as the other's as a child, so i couldn't see a lot of hits coming and react, even though i had a longer frame, so i decided to use my weight and size to my advantage and get close enough for no one to be able to react to anything. sometimes, when i'm fighting, i go fully off instinct, my eyes are barely even open." she said, her eyes nearly closed.

"i can teach you a few tricks that work for almost everyone, but you're going to have to fight people near your skill to find out what your strengths and weaknesses are, and how to use them. i found out i understood balance and was stronger then others, so i developed a grappling based style, which works very well even with weapons, as most people don't expect it"

" get your shield and sword back, let me show you one of my favourites". she said, turning around and grabbing some old, worn out leather gloves from her echest. peachy obliged, not very happy to be experimented on. "swing your sword sideways, try to actually hit my head from the side" the veteran said. " what? that's dangerous , what if i actually hit you, yore not wearing a helmet" peachy said, not believing he actually had to say something about of all people teo's safety. "you're not going to hit me, and i haven't sharpened that sword in two fights. do as i tell you, move with your hips" teo listed, as calm as someone would be ordering coffee.

peachy sighed, and after getting herself ready swung at teo. it was the best attack she had ever thrown, the sword felt as if it was a part of her arm, and moving at speeds she'd only seen from other experienced fighters. teo wasn't phased. moving so fast she could've been a speed mirage, she leaned forwards, the sword moving centimeters above her head, and in a blink she dove on peachy's left thigh like an eagle and wrapped her arm around it, lifting peachy of the ground in a blink and then letting him down slowly on the grass,,leaving him shocked. " i don't want to slam you, but you get the point" she said " you need to teach me how to do that"

teo laughs again. peachy had never seen teo so at home, so relaxed until now. this was clearly her element. again, the way she laughed reminded her of someone he wasn't sure he wanted to associate teo with.

" well, before you learn advanced techniques like that you need a certain amount of stamina and strength, along with reaction and prediction. i think your lack of.. physical ability(she gestured, as peachy made a grumpy sound) has been stopping you from truly seeing your own ability and strengths. take your armour off peachy. have you ever been in a fistfight?" "not in a proper one, that's for sure" peachy said, scared about what would come next. " well, its as good of a time as any." teo opened her echest again , and dropped some purple boxing gloves, pink shin guards and a helmet with what looked like an old withered petal on the left part. ( how much gear did she have in there? women and their purses) . " put those on. one of my training partners was about your size, and shes not using them anymore." "is she .. dead?" peachy asked, staying a small distance away from the gear, as if it were cursed. " no no, just in another place. we split paths after livi" teo responded, visibly worried by the idea of her friend? being dead. " she used to beat my ass in that exact gear, so if you see any blood its most likely mine" teo chuckled. peachy put the gear on, as teo pulled out a speaker from her echest (bottomless pit he could've sworn) and put on some music in a language peachy didn't speak,but sounded like some of the things pluto was saying in their dreams. " okay? you ready?" teo asked, hitting her gloves together.

"yeah.... as ready as ill ever be! said peachy" teo laughed softly ( again???) and told peachy that she'd go easy, but peachy was too worried about not being turned into mashed potatoes to really listen. they touched gloves, and suddenly teo's posture changed. she wasn't smiling, or staying still anymore, she was bouncing on her feet with her hands up, and then closing in on him at a concerning speed. reflex kicked in for peachy, and she started moving backwards. teo was within an arms reach of her now, so he jabbed at teo's gloves before taking a step back, then returning for a cross to teo's midsection. peachy put his all in the swing, but it didn't seem to hurt or stop teo at all, which instead smiled and said " there's some fight in you after all!" .they did this dance for a little longer, teo not throwing a punch and just letting peachy go in and out of her range,throwing a punch or a weak kick while in range. and then, as fast as a thunder, while peachy was moving in, teo moved in at the same time, throwing an elbow that took peachy off balance and then immediately picking peachy's left ankle up and using it to drag peachy towards her then drag her to the ground.

peachy felt like crying. the music was loud but felt far away, and there was this ring in her ear that wouldn't go away, and she felt something warm and hot across her left cheek. first time getting a concussion?" pluto teo asked. peachy nodded. teo helped peachy to his feet,and then got a strange drink out of her echest ( genuinely what doesn't she have in there) , giving to peachy and instructing her to drink. it tasted like tv static and burned his throat. " thats țuică with a little medicine. your head will clear up and its not gonna hurt for a little bit, but tomorrow you will get the worst headache of your life" teo said, surprisingly gentle. " until that, you were doing quite well. you've picked up pendulum steps really well, so i'm gonna teach you an in and out style. " peachy breathed in deeply, expecting teo to ask her to keep fighting even while he could barely think. "not now. this is good enough for today." teo added, to his relief. peachy got his gear off, but teo had one more thing for her,again from her seemingly endless echest. a long, thin sword, with a delicated look to it, and a beautiful engraving that read " floreta Grației" . it seemed to be a personal item of teo, peachy was surprised to see her give it a way. " it belonged to that friend you just wore the gear of. i gave her my scythe and she gave me her rapier when we split ways. you can use it until you forge your own. don't lose it." teo hesitated,then added "you remind me of her, and its too light for me to use without breaking." teo seemed almost emotional? peachy could swear teo had a tear in her eye, but it must've been sweat. teo picked up her stuff, fidgeted with a sword peachy hadn't seen before, with something engraved on it that peachy again couldn't decipher. " take care peachy. rest up, and when you're feeling well I'll tell you a schedule so you can do to improve your physical activities" she said, warmer them peachy had seen teo talk to anyone but sin. before peachy could say anything , teo flew away.

"pluto. i miss you" he added, before laying down in the grass and taking teo's advice about resting.