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Truth behind my disappearance; Shit got crazy. Might be rebooting the blog tho as in most likely will Delete and then Make a new blog since I need to use the email. I had to make a new one just to use the blog and I’d rather start with a clean slate if I do and so forth. Can say much for my other Walking Dead blogs.
"Well I think it's about time we ave another date night-- wha'dya think?"
morkuno-sansliy
"Well, Mork, that sounds perfect to me. What would you like for us to do? Honestly, I’m up for jus’ about anythin’, love.”
Kissing back gently he let an arm wrap around her, pulling her just that tad closer as lips parted slightly to find their way to Dana’s temple. Smiling sweetly against the skin there before speaking softly, “Bou’ a week— bu’ it was worth all th’ work. I wanted to give ya somethin’ special t’make up f’me bein’ a lousy husban’.”
Morkuno’s tone some what serious as he hadn’t liked how he’d become so busy the past couple of weeks. Even missed a few dinners and bed time stories for Maddie. He hadn’t liked it when that happened. But it had only been a couple of times— now hoping he could make it up to them both one at a time.
"Love, you haven't been a lousy husband at all. You've been busy with workin' on things and keepin' us safe." She spoke in a soft tone, her words remaining sweet. "Don't blame yourself for the time you can't spend with us because you know it's always made up in the end. We don't hold bein' busy against you at all." Her free hand came up to play with the mess of curls atop his head now as her head fell off to the side.
Once she was sure some comfort was provided she moved onto the previous subject once again. "But a week? How did you ever manage all of this in a week, Mork?"
"Well I think it's about time we ave another date night-- wha'dya think?"
morkuno-sansliy
"Well, Mork, that sounds perfect to me. What would you like for us to do? Honestly, I’m up for jus’ about anythin’, love.”
Grea’, le’s go,” He takes proper hold of her hand now as soon as she’d taken his, letting his fingers graze over the soft skin first. Smile lingering sweetly, not being able to help that look of adoration he always gave her as he began to lead her up to the small back area outside their building.
The one that had been turned into a growing garden and crop area. It had by far the best look and he’d spent all week setting up the right amount of lighting to give it a good feel at night. Table and everything set up to the nines and ready for them in the clearing area in the middle. He’d practically been waiting all week for this one
Following along as she was led a few giggles arose from her. Though once they were there her breath caught. He'd really gone all out for this. She could tell the desire for things to be absolutely perfect definitely showing. Turning to face her husband she gave a large smile, features bright and eyes filled with nothing but love and adoration as she thought of what to say.
Though what could she say? Dana was left there speechless and gawking in awe. Wrapping her free arm around Morkuno she stood on her toes, leaning up to press a soft kiss to his lips. "This is perfect, Mork. how long did all of this take you?"
"Ya know, I wouldn' min' addin' some Twinkie decorations to th' house. Would be very festive?" -Mork
morkuno-sansliy
She gave a small giggle and shook her head. "Well, maybe we can make a house outta some. Not like we can make one out of gingerbread cookies. We could even make twinkie people to go with.”
"M’ glad we can agree on tha’ one, hm? Even if I was jokin’, bu’ hey, tha’ could be a good substitute f’Maddie?”
"Oh, that was a joke? Well, least it gave us an idea for extra decorations. Plus, we won't need to worry 'bout it goin' bad since you two'll probably devour it once it's done."
"Well I think it's about time we ave another date night-- wha'dya think?"
morkuno-sansliy
"Well, Mork, that sounds perfect to me. What would you like for us to do? Honestly, I’m up for jus’ about anythin’, love.”
"Well M’ glad ya said yes or else I’d look like a fool— so if you’d follow me, m’lady.” Morkuno extends a hand, smiling widely as he awaited her response.
"After you then." She replied as she took a hold of the offered hand, her smile never fading as she did. Date nights were always something she loved since they had gotten together and something she would love until the end of days.
ｆｌｏｒｅｎｃｅ ＆ ｔｈｅ ｍａｃｈｉｎｅ ｓｔａｒｔｅｒｓ
"There is no way out."
"I never wanted anything from you."
"I like to keep to myself, thank you."
"I was dead when I woke up this morning."
"My heart is hollow now."
"They're coming to get you."
"There's a drumming noise inside my head."
"Tell me what you want me to say."
"Leave all your love behind and run."
"There's no light in your eyes."
"I'l be dead before the day is done."
"It's over. And I'm going under."
"It's peaceful in the deep. No need to pray, no need to speak."
"I found the devil in me looking for heaven."
"A kiss with a fist is better than none."
"You are the space in my bed."
"If you're gone, I will not belong here."
"I was just looking for a breath of life."
"I can stay in the dark if you need me to."
"I don't want your money. I don't want your crown. I've come to burn your kingdom down."
"Whose side are you on?"
"Sooner or later, you love the things you lose."
"Would you leave me if I told you what I've done?"
"Never let me go."
"All your love will be exorcised."
"I can hear your heart beat."
"What has been done can not be undone."
"You left me in the dark. What was I supposed to do?"
"I'm damned if I do, and I'm damned if I don't."
"You'll carry it with you if you want to survive.'
"A thousand armies couldn't keep me out."
"The room was so quiet..."
"Things go wrong no matter what I do!"
"You were a falling star, and I caught you."
"You're my head, you're my heart."
"Though the pressure's hard to take, it's the only way I can escape."
"It's hard to dance with the devil on your back."
"You don't have to be afraid anymore."
"They're in my head. They won't shut up."
"I never knew daylight could be so violent."
"What's the point in living?"
"They were there when I woke up this morning."
"I know I can count on you."
"Sometimes I just feel like saying I don't care."
"I'm always in this twilight in the shadow of your heart."
"I started to hear it again.."
"I can't leave the past behind."
"You've got the love I need."
"The dog days are over."
"You can't choose what fades away and what stays."
"Life is just too much."
"I was looking to get a dream of life again."
"I'm not giving up. I'm just giving in."
"Ya know, I wouldn' min' addin' some Twinkie decorations to th' house. Would be very festive?" -Mork
morkuno-sansliy
She gave a small giggle and shook her head. "Well, maybe we can make a house outta some. Not like we can make one out of gingerbread cookies. We could even make twinkie people to go with."
"Well I think it's about time we ave another date night-- wha'dya think?"
morkuno-sansliy
"Well, Mork, that sounds perfect to me. What would you like for us to do? Honestly, I'm up for jus' about anythin', love."
PSA;
Moved muse: Click the LINK to redirect to my blog for Madeline; Morkuno & Dana's daughter.
Also, I plan to be on at some point this week, please don' think I've left. Sometimes I just pay attention to other blogs.
Send me the Mun's reputation. I can't comment, only post it.
Mine is mostly cognitive.
I have all three. Well oops.
Dammit! So do I!
No one has said this yet, so I feel I must.
THANK YOU FOR THIS.
So many people don’t seem to understand that social anxiety can manifest itself in multiple ways. Some people will just dismiss that you have social anxiety if you don’t fit into what they perceive it to be, and that lack of understanding can be really hurtful. So thank you for this.
(And as my personal comment, I fit into behavioural and cognitive.)
& her words came as bullets piercing through layers of flesh & bone before piercing a heart & soul that had known nothing but pain & misery
& his lips were liken to poison as they claimed hers & every part of her shattered being with the uttering of three simple words
I love you
Brow furrowing as he looked her over, he came to brought himself to kneel awkwardly before her, bad knee tenderly hitting the pavement. All just so he could just see the strangers face appropriately— curiosity genuinely taking over him, yet there seemed to be that small pang of sympathy he still felt.
Nagging at the back of his mind.
Due mostly to the fact he’d been left in similar circumstances. But he did not show any of these things that he felt, rather his face remained blank as he offered his hand. A streak of kindness hitting the younger male.
“I don’t wish to point out the obvious, but please, let me help you up.”
He gave a crooked smile, mostly due to his social timidity in genuine situations but he was trying his best.
“You look like you could use the help.”
Eyes focusing in as the hand was stretched towards her, she remained wary. Could she even trust a stranger in this godforsaken city? Could she accept help without anything desired in return? For now, Dana would run the risk. Cautiously she took his hand in hers, showing she was trusting him enough to accept such a gesture. Though all the while the woman would remain guarded.
Just as she did on all days she spent out.
Even as trips were meant to be fast and simple. But nothing in this place ever was. There was crime, and other unspeakable acts that took place all days of the week. Honestly, she'd begun to wonder if moving to such a location was a good idea.
"Thank you; I do actually need the help."
"&" - Mork
morkuno-sansliy
As fingers had begun to trace over scarred and damaged flesh a chill ran up her spine. Those spots; they were sensitive from the past damage inflicted. At times she could remember exactly how it felt when they’d been given to her. How it was when that dog pinned her and how it’s teeth tore into her. How much blood there was.
Yet, when his fingers passed over them all of it was forgotten. For some reason it made her feel more secure knowing he only did so when she began to feel insecure. It was comforting. Glancing over her shoulder she smiled to him, hand coming to meet his where it had come to rest. Softly she greeted him.
“Hey you,” She began with a light giggle, “how’s everythin’ been?”
A breathy chuckle was given as his both eyes once again came to shut, enjoying the feeling of her hand playing with the mop of golden curls. There was a moment where he even tried to nuzzle it, but given up soon enough and instead rested his head along the crook of her neck. “If ya wan’, or I can become your personalized, Wookie.
A chuckle of her own was given as she allowed the statement to set in. Coming up with a good way to follow it up. "Well," She began, "As much as I adored Chewwie in Star Wars, I thin I just want my Mork." She stated before pressing a soft kiss against the side of his head. Curls tickling her face as she did so.
"♡" - Mork ( I'm sending you them allllll )
morkuno-sansliy
It was early, too early for her taste but still It had been Christmas morning. Any minute she was sure she’d hear Madeline charging into their room, begging to open the presents they’d gotten her. Though for now in the warmth of their bed Dana turned to face her husband. Instantly her arms had come to wrap around him as she managed to snuggle herself closer. A small hum alerting she was awake being given.
“Mornin’.”
Morkuno’s mouth opened, ready to speak before he heard it as well, a small huff of air coming from him, seeming along the lines of an amused, and tired laugh. Even with tired features, he still managed just as bright of a smile as his wife, giving it a moment of the last remaining bit of quiet till he heard his daughters shrill voice call out their names in excitement. It had begun, Christmas day, the family up and now waiting in anticipation, but all he could do was wait till a tiny body was crawling up their bed to drag them out.
Dana laid there now, giggling to herself as she awaited the same as her husband. Awaited the feeling of small hands, and small feet on them both as Madeline would try to Stir them and get them to rise from their slumber as excitement boiled over. And just like that, it had begun as their door burst open and the child was felt leaping onto their bed.
She bounced over and over, incoherently speaking of how it was Christmas, and they needed to wake. How Santa had come and left more presents than she’d ever seen in her five short years of life. And tiredly, Dana groaned. Her face turning and hiding in Morkuno’s chest as she tried her best not to laugh or smile too much. Though she just couldn’t help it. Their daughter was too adorable for her own good.
Always one to lurk along and within alley’s, not once had he’d ever stopped for someone, or even looked in their direction; all until that was that he saw her.
A complete stranger, lay out amongst the cold ground crying, and it had struck him as odd. It was out of complete curiosity and slight concern, that he approached as quietly as he could, despite his limp, standing mere inches from her, “Ma’am?”
She'd been so wrapped up in her silent sobbing, and her pain that she hadn't even registered the sound of approaching steps. She'd run her mouth and tried to stand up for herself, and in this city that was the kind of thing to get you killed. And even after a year of living there Dana had yet to receive the message. Though this time she had heard it. Loud and clear. A man had tried to snatch her purse, full of all of her personal belonging that she'd taken on the go. When she tried to stop him he had no hesitation in beating her and leaving her.
So naturally as she heard a male voice, she'd jolted to sit up, a wave a pain following as she did so, though she wanted to appear alright. To appear as tough.
Never weak.
"Wh-what?"
