Cursed Existence

Side Blog to - Diverse-hearts-ocs - OC Blog to Garth 'Mori' Nix. Please read rules and about before following - sensitive/dark topics will be present on this blog ~  

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@jxbakuhigure​ asked: 

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THE MEME FOR PEOPLE WHO HATE HAPPINESS.

41. My muse shows up on your muse’s doorstep after several months of being missing, with no memory of the past few years.

He didn’t know what had pulled him in this direction, he just had a feeling that if he got to this location then he’d be safe, and considering he had no idea of why he’d woken up covered in blood, his body aching with the burn of fresh and old wounds alike - safety seemed like the number one thing to find. But he was nervous. The last memory he could recall - he wasn’t even sure if it was his own of not. Had he pushed his ability too far? Had his mind went blank to try and protect him?  He must have still been a teenager in the memories that he did carry - it really was weird to feel so alien to your own body, well aside from the constant throbbing pain that came from his ability. His hand rested against the pouch that held his bells, a deep breath taken as he raised his hand to knock on the door, a deep sigh taken as the nerves kicked in.  What if he was wrong? What if this place wasn’t as safe as he felt? What other choice did he have though? Returning to his father wasn’t something he wanted to do, not when he was this confused. He needed to be somewhere with someone who wouldn’t take advantage of his lapse in memory and his instinct was telling him that this place was. Another dep breath taken before he finally managed to give three powerful knocks against the door - his heart racing as he fought against the instinct to flee. 

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@azaleastormcd​ asked; 

Swept away :: Lena && Garth

send me    ‘ swept away ‘    for your muse to find mine weak, cold, and exhausted on the bank of a river, after they’ve fallen in and been carried by the stream…

send   ‘ swept away reverse ‘  for my muse to find yours

Even without his fear of drowning, he’d still have suffered rather deeply from the fall that had occurred - he should have been more careful, he knew better than to underestimate the ways in which his father would attempt to toughen him up but being pushed into a river when he couldn’t swim and when his phobia would work against him, it seemed rather out of character even for him.  It was with a lot of effort that he’d managed to keep his head above the water, trying to urge his body over towards the edge of the riverbed - but by the time that he’d finally managed to climb out, he was freezing, damp, panicking and feeling rather ill. Somehow, he’d dragged himself to lay just behind some bushes, rolling onto his side with a weak whimper of pain as he tried to give his body the time needed to calm down from the shook to the system. 

He groaned in pain, only to freeze as he heard something move nearby, panic causing his heart to race as he tried to summon up the courage to call out. But what if it was someone that his father had sent after him? Or what if it was someone that saw him fall into the river and wished to make sure that he was dead? If his father wasn’t the boss a mafia, such thoughts would be seen as rather overboard but for him, they were real fears that he had good reason to have.  “...shit...”, he whispered weakly to himself as he tried to summon enough strength to crawl over towards the bushes, to try and hide himself better. 

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@theircurse​ asked: 

[ RED ] : having witnessed the receiver get hurt by someone, the sender kills their assailant out of RAGE ( Garth )

prompts that make you go 👀

Being the son of the Port Mafia Boss - wanted or not - came with some fun consequences at times, and if he was to look back on things he would have known that it was one of those times that sneaking outside was a bad idea. Chuuya was due back soon - in the next few days or so, and though that filled him with excitement, there was also the dread at knowing that Kyran would try and fit in as much as he could during that time. He’d just needed away from the towers, time to gather his thoughts before he’d be forced to break the minds of others.  And Yumeno had been the perfect excuse. Well, it wasn’t as though they were just an excuse. He was quite aware that Yumeno too needed a break from it all, that they were both approaching that point of breaking and Garth wanted to do everything in his power to make that not happen to Yumeno. If at all possible. He wanted to save them so badly but at the end of the day, he lacked the power to do so. 

Which lead to this current situation. He’d been taking them along one of the Port Mafia hidden routes of the city, after having bought a few sweets to spoil themselves on once they got back home - when a powerful force had knocked him suddenly off his feet, Garth wrapping his arms around Yumeno to protect him, though his head hit against the wall rather harshly, his vision blacking for a second. 

“Cover you’re ears”, he whispered to Yumeno as he took out one of the bells, only for the man before them to kick it from his hand, stomping hard on the hand, a horrible cracking noise being heard as Garth bit his lip to hold back the scream. He’d gone through enough shit like this to know that the bastards liked it when you screamed. 

But - did he honestly believe that Yumeno wasn’t going to do something? Even if he told them to run away - which he’d been about to do before the flash of silver caught his attention, Garth swiftly throwing his daggers out in the direction of the other attackers, hugging Yumeno close to his chest as he felt a sharp blade sink into his back multiple times, the man yelling something about Mori, but Garth couldn’t make it out after the first few stabs - even if his ability made it so this wouldn’t kill him, it still made him rather hazy, eyes blurred. He numbly feels Yumeno move from his arms - and thinks he hears the sound of laughter before darkness finally takes him. 

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@theircurse​ asked: 

[ CHECK-IN ] : after receiver has recovered from their wounds, sender visits them in their sickbed to make sure they’re okay. ( Garth )

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Why was he like this? It kept playing on his mind again and again, the events to have lead up to him ending up once again in the infirmary, surgery having been completed a few days ago and him only now really having the strength to sit up, medical notes in his lap as he read over what had occurred. Why couldn’t he find the strength to bring the end of a life that tormented them all as much as this? Were the others mad? Had he gotten them in trouble too?  He sighed lightly, head still pounding from both the painkillers in his system and the torment it’d gone through over the last few months. He’d been so close to finishing it all - one more, maybe two more hits...and maybe his father would be dead right now. So, why did that make him feel sick? Obviously, his father had no issue when it came to harming him or those he loved, so just what held him back? What made him feel so ill when he thought on that man being dead?

So close thou....but the easiest person to take out might have been Kyran, but now he was sure that everyone was going to be on high alert around him, for at least a while. He was usually seen as rather weak and useless - until something like this happened that made people remember that he too was a part of this dark underbelly - trained by Dazai of all people. A soft sigh, his hand reaching up to shift his glasses slightly, only to glance up as he heard Yumeno’s voice nearby, heart racing at the thought of them having been hurt in retaliation - but thankfully it seemed as though they were simply here to visit.  “Hey”, his voice was a little soft, Garth placing the medical notes to one side before reaching out towards Yumeno, “I’m sorry for worrying you”, again, “Can I ask for a hug?”. 

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@frozcnlight​ asked: 

“NO!” { for Garth! Whatever verse you feel like xD }

He wanted to speak. He wanted to tell her that this wasn’t likely to kill him, that he’d absorbed much worse wounds than this before, that all he needed was some rest and then everything would be back to normal, but he felt too heavy, too tired, to put into words the thoughts that raced through his mind. He didn’t blame her, for the panic in her voice, for the shock of pure horror at how much blood he was now covered in, having taken all the wounds on Miran’s body onto himself, along with the few injuries that the twins managed to receive before Chuuya had blasted their attackers apart. Honestly, the Port Mafia tower was a warzone at the moment. Miran needed to move and protect her children and sister. She didn’t have the time to be sitting there, worrying over a life that was rather hard to end.  With a bit of effort, he lifted one hand and gave her a weak push, coughing at the effort of moving, before laying still once more with a soft groan. He could now smell smoke - his breath catching in the back of his throat as a shuddering breath was taken, energy being poured into his vocal cords as he stared up at Miran with tears in the corner of his eyes.  “Please...you have to leave, you have to...to take the twins, Yumeno...Rai...take them someplace safe...please...”, he broke out into a coughing fit, blood pooling from the corner of his lips, forcing him to turn his head to spit some of the substance away. Last thing he needed was to choke on his blood and worry the woman even more. It was his fault that things had come to this - but if she failed to get the kids to safety then it would all be for nothing. 

[smol-sirens-garden-tobemoved]

@diverse-hearts-ocs​ asked:  ❛ Listen, I’m sorry ok ? I made a mistake, a huge fucking mistake. ❜ Garth / Chuuya

Of course he could never be mad at the other for long. It never really mattered what he id. Seeing him panic always changed how he felt in the moment. He sighed, reaching out to put his hands on the other’s shoulders. “Garth hey. I need you to calm down for me okay? I know I’m frustrated and I’m sorry if I lashed out a bit. I need you to listen to me okay.”

He cupped his cheek lightly, hoping that would help him to listen. “Yes a mistake was made but we can fix it and cover it up. My priority is keeping you and Yumeno safe but your father does not need to know that. I will do my best to cover for you with any rule breaking and I know you know that. I just want you to be a little more careful.”

[smol-sirens-garden-tobemoved]

@diverse-hearts-ocs​ asked:  ❛ I was stupid for even thinking that you loved me. ❜ garth / kuni

Hewas shocked at the other’s words. Did he really think that he didn’t love him? That was far from the truth. He loved him more than anything. More than his ideals. Maybe he said something a little harsh in their small spat but he didn’t mean it. He sighed softly, reaching out to take his hand.

“That couldn’t be further from the truth. I do love you. I’m sorry if I implied otherwise. Anything I say in anger I don’t mean. This fight I….I’m sorry Garth. For everything.”

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He really was a bit of a cry baby, wasn’t he? His brain just couldn’t help but skip to the worst case scenario, trying to convince him that he’d screwed up, that Kuni had seen the real him and wanted nothing to do with him. And who could blame him? Ever since they’d gotten together all Garth had done was cause issue after issue. He closed his eyes, trying to catch back his breath before he glanced back at Kuni.  “No...I was stupid. You had every right to be mad at me...”

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smol-sirens-garden​:

@smol-sirens-garden​

He was glad that the other seemed to be mostly okay. He would explain everything in time. He just wanted to tend to him first. Make sure nothing was too sore or that he didn’t need anything before Yosano came. “It should be safe. Yosano is a fighter and Dazai is coming with her. It’s going to be alright.”

At the request for water he got up, getting him a glass and helping him take a drink. He could see the wheels turning in his head. At the next question he chuckled. Of course he would be worried about them. Carefully he sat next to him, wrapping an arm around him and pulling him close.

“I do. Chuuya is back helping calm things down in the Port Mafia. He got us out. Kouyou and Hansuke got out too and ran off somewhere. They are on the run. Yumeno is with Dazai and they are on their way here with Yosano. They are safe to my knowledge.”

@diverse-hearts-ocs​

Well, he was in pain but nothing that he hadn’t experienced before and it helped that his mind was still racing, trying to work out all to have happened that night as well as telling himself off for running as quickly as he had. Maybe they wouldn’t have known that he was Mori’s son. Maybe he had the time to go and check on his friends before taking off to save his own skin. He bit at the inside of his cheek at the mention of Dazai coming. He’d rather keep as far from him as possible. 

“Wait...Chuuya stayed behind?”, he reached over for the glass of water, grateful for Kuni’s help as he took a helpful sip, nuzzling into Kuni as he sat next to him, the other’s warmth helping to calm him down ever so slightly, “Everything happened so quickly. I saw Elise shatter in a way I’ve never seen before...and that was when I saw my father’s fading Aura”, he sighed, “...I should have tried to save him, shouldn’t I have? I really am a monster...” 

[ruinationx]

smol-sirens-garden​:

He was frustrated. He never seemed to know wat was going on anymore. Their fights seemed more intense and about a million and one different things at the same time. At least today’s did. He hated it. He hated it so much.

He sighed as he sat at his desk and grabbed a water bottle. He took a sip before grabbing the nearest file in his to-do pile and looking through what still needed to be done for it.  He figured it would help him calm down but his mind wandered.

He was worried about the other. Something more seems off. He seemed different. He sighed, stopping his reading before closing the file. There was no way he cold concentrate like this. He sat back, looking at his phone as it started ringing. He was slow to pick it up.

“Hello?”

@diverse-hearts-ocs​

With all that went on, he needed to learn to stop trying to push Chuuya away as harshly as he currently was. He was going to end up losing him and if that happened he had no one to blame but himself. A short shaky breath was taken as he waited for the call to be answered, every second feeling longer than the last. What if it was too late? What if he’d already screwed this up? He loved him, he truly did - yet all he ever did was push him away or cling to him as though his very life depended on the other being by his side. 

“Hey...”, he swallowed back the tears that tried to build up, “...it’s me. I’m sorry that I snapped...I erm...I’m sorry”. He wasn’t even sure on how to word his apology but sorry didn’t seem to be enough, “...I didn’t even know about the flirting...I know you’d never betray my trust. I’ve just had a really...really bad day...and I took it out on you. I’m sorry”, by now he’d failed in holding back his tears, voice cracking ever so slightly as they started to fall.  “I’m a bit of an idiot at times...”

[smol-sirens-garden-tobemoved]

@diverse-hearts-ocs​ asked:  “Isn’t anybody sick to death of all this stuff, can’t we all stand up and say enough?” - Garth/Chu

Of course he had enough of living like this. Everything had always just seemed easier said than done. Still he was getting tired of feeling like a failure to his family. Like he didn’t do enough for them. Especially after tonight. Maybe it was time to fight back.

“You are saying to start a coup against your father? We would need a solid plan and to be careful. If you are sure we could think of a way than I am in.”

He bit his lip, pulling Garth into a tight embrace. Even talking about this was dangerous. He knew it in the pit of his stomach. Even now it churned in nervousness of someone hearing them.

“We could make the mafia better for everyone. Still unlike we do but still treat everyone with basic respect ya know.”

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Huh?  He hadn’t expected such a response. If he was to be honest, he’d been expecting Chuuya to try and talk him down from the mood he was in, like always. All he could do was gaze at his husband as he tried to figure out what to say next, heart racing away. Start a coup against the Boss of Port Mafia. How many lives would be lost if they did such a thing? He bit into his lip a little as he was pulled into his husbands arms, letting out a slow shaky breath. Everything was just sore and scary. He just wanted this all to end - one way or another.  “...I don’t know how much longer Yumeno and I can last under all this...as soon as you leave it’s just us living on the edge until your back”. He’d send Yumeno to Kouyou’s whenever he was helping Kyran, but that didn’t happen all too often or his mind would be a broken mess by now, “I’m ready to fight...I have to. I promised them a better life...I want them to be happy...”. 

[ruinationx]

smol-sirens-garden​:

He wrapped an arm around the other, pulling him close and leaning in to kiss his cheek. There was a smile on his features. “You may not be able to voice these concerns to your father but you can always voice them to me. I promise I will be careful. I am always careful and this time I will be even more so. I promise.”

@ruinationx​

“...I didn’t want you to get mad at me again”, he gave a weak smile, nuzzling against his side, eye slowly closing over as he felt some of the tension ease simply for having Chuuya by his side, “...I don’t want you to think that I don’t think you’re as strong as you once were or anything of the like...it’s my fault we’re even in this situation”.  But they were here, a little broken and shaken but still together and still fighting through it all. Sure, they had their off days and Garth having to retrain as much as he was made things rather stressful but, they still had one another. Dazai had thrown everything at them and still hadn’t managed to cause them to lose one another...though had come pretty darn close.  “Can I come with you? I can support from the sidelines....”, though he felt he already knew the answer. He still wasn’t as good with his daggers as he once was so for the most part was told to stay away from any fight where he needed to be in top shape. It was annoying as it meant he was stuck in the tower even more, but with all the trouble he’d already caused, he wasn’t going to push for it too hard. 

[smol-sirens-garden-tobemoved]

diverse-hearts-ocs​:

He screamed out in pain as he felt the blade sinking into one of his legs. He wasn’t trying to say that Dazai had done it! He was simply saying that he’d been attacked off Dazai and that was the reason as to why he’d knocked down the ashes. That was all he was attempting to explain. Tears now fell heavily. He no longer cared about getting into more trouble. He already felt as though he was falling apart. Who would love getting hurt? Sure, when it came to pain he was aware that his connection wasn’t the healthiest but that was when he controlled it. 

He barely had any warning before his other leg received the same treatment, a sharp cry of pain all he could get out before he’d snapped back at his father. If he was to be honest, he was surprised by his own words. His father had a point. How could he love someone that he had never met? How could he love someone who had never held him? He’d killed her just by being born and his father did a darn good job of reminding him of that - like he was doing right now. 

“I…I…”, he didn’t mean to. He didn’t ask to be born. He didn’t ask for his birth to put this much of a stress on his mother, to make her life end, to make all this pain radiate in their hearts for every year that he lived and every year that she missed out on because of it. His chest hurt but he barely moved when he was tossed to the ground. He couldn’t argue. He couldn’t fight against the truth. All he could do was lay there and softly cry to himself. He really was worthless. 

But - he’d never seen his father like this either. He’d seen him mad, he’d seen him on the brink of tears but never the broken man that he was watching right now as he knelt down and started to gather up the ashes of the one person he’d loved. Of the person that Garth had ripped away from him. No wonder he hated him. If anyone were to take Chuuya away…He blinked out tears but was silent. He couldn’t argue against the truth - but he also wouldn’t be able to get that far without help so he was forced to just lay there and wait for Chuuya to arrive. 

“…I…”, he swallowed and nuzzled into Chuuya’s side, “…just get me back home? Please? I don’t want to hurt him any more than this…”

Chuuya held Garth close as he nuzzled into him. He was still so confused at what was going on. He stared at Garth before looking over at Mori. He had never seen him this broken. The words Garth said broke his heart too. He gave a small nod, kissing the other’s temple. 

“We will. One second okay. Just stay here for one moment.” His voice was a whisper. Slowly he leaned in and kissed his temple before turning back to Mori. He let go of Garth, slow and careful as he approached the other and carefully laying a hand on his shoulder. 

“We have on of those hand vacuums at home. I will clean it out really good and bring it right up. Then we can get as much of her as we can. Tomorrow I can go get a new urn catalogue. For now find a really nice bowl that we can make her temporary home.”

He didn’t even wait for a response before going back to Garth. He was gentle as he picked him up and left the office, taking the elevator down a floor to their apartment. “I know it was an accident Garth so what happened? Who really did it?”

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[ruinationx]

No. Don’t go. He wanted to selfishly cling to the other male even if he wished for someone to comfort his father. He was sore, scared, confused - and honestly he should have just accepted his punishment instead of answering back, instead of making his father breakdown like he currently was. Even if this was all an accident, even if he hated himself for disturbing his mother’s rest like this - he still just wanted for the world to revolve around him like always. He really was a horrible monster, wasn’t he? 

He glanced up a little as Chuuya walked away but quickly glanced off to one side. Wasn’t it weird? He didn’t want his father to suffer when his father had placed him under so much pain - when he’d constantly suffered under his rule? He closed his eyes and was silent until he felt himself being lifted, a few tears blinking free as he gazed at Chuuya. 

“...no it was me. It was an accident...but I was the one to break it, I was the one to disturb her...to make things worse...I shouldn’t have spoken back...I shouldn’t have...I’m sorry...”

[smol-sirens-garden-tobemoved]

@ruinationx​ asked:  “ Ask if I’m okay. Just ask.” - Garth/Chu

He stared, look of worry on his face. It didn’t look like the other was okay. He looked like he was holding a lot in and about to break. If he was honest, he was afraid to ask if the other was okay. Half the time he already knew the answer. When were any of them really okay? It was a hard life.

“I….ummm..” 

He stared at the other, frowning softly. Slowly he came closer, putting his arms around him.

“Are you okay?”

[ruinationx]

He couldn’t help it. He was either going to explode, scream, cry or laugh - and it was the laughter that won out in the end as he pressed against Chuuya’s side, trying to let the hug, the others touch, help him to calm down but it felt as though that was asking for the impossible. He was just sore, tired, scared shitless. The list went on and on - having to spring from fighting back to not putting up a fight to watching as he caused the minds of others completely snap as their memories flooded his mind. He was tired of it all. He just wanted it to end. 

“...I’m not okay...I’m honestly...I’m close to breaking...I can feel it...the weight at the back of my mind, the pressure of everything....it’s getting too much. I can’t hold it back and I’m trying so darn hard but I’m losing control and...”, he paused and took in a deep breath, glancing towards Chuuya with a tearful expression, “...what do I do? how do I fix this? Even...”. Even self harm wasn’t helping him but he swallowed the words and tried to force himself to calm down.  He’d told himself again and again that everything he did for Kyran was to help keep his family save - but what if he lost control? What if they would no longer be safe from him?

[ruinationx]

smol-sirens-garden​:

If he ever got his hand on Victoria she would wish she had never been born. He hated the trauma his son now had to deal with thanks to everything. He was protective of his family, and though he tossed her in after, he was still angry about someone harming his family.

“Of course kiddo. I will be right there and will make sure nothing bad happens.” He smiled, reaching a hand down to pet the top of his head gently. At least he was agreeing to this and they could maybe get to bed at a good time.

“Okay. Go pick the picture book and meet me in mine and mommy’s room okay?” He Set their chapter book off to the side and got up, grabbing his stuffed animal as well.

“Okay!”  He’d climbed out of bed and walked over to where his small bookcase was, looking through the picture books for something that might actually help calm down his mind. He was just glad that he wasn’t in trouble for acting the way that he was. He didn’t like feeling like this but wasn’t aware of how to get rid of it either. 

Finding a story about a fox that he’d always enjoyed, he hugged the book close to his chest as he carefully made his way to his parents bedroom, a small knock given before he walked into the room. 

“Is this one okay? It’s one of my favourites...”

[starlightofdream-moved]

ruinationx​:

“Ahhh!”  He just about managed to avoid dropping the item he’d been in the middle of crafting, eyes wide as he gazed towards the woman to appear so suddenly behind him, sighing though as she let it be known why she was here. Heart attack aside, he’d been hoping for a peaceful night for a change and yet…

“I highly doubt that my father called me anything near cute…but yes that’s me”, his attention went back to the flower garland, a project for a commission he had been working on for a few days now, “What do you want?”. 

Phantasos giggled at the human’s reaction. Humans always made such funny reactions when they were caught off guard. Mori never called his son cute, it was only Phantasos teasing the human.

“Don’t say that, I am sure every father finds their children cute.”

Most fathers except her father. To Hypnos, his children had to be the best to fulfill their duty and that was all that mattered. She was aware that her father did not care for them as much as his children cared for him. Nevertheless, she pushed away that thought and continued to tease the human.

“Don’t be like that. As I said, I just want some information and also a tour around this city. Think of it as a date! You should be flattered that you are going on a date with me.”

[ruinationx]

There was no point in trying to convince them otherwise, his fingers neatly tying the flowers together before he glanced back towards the uninvited guest. His father calling him cute was as farfetched as this meeting being a ‘date’, and if he was to be honest it only put him on edge just that little bit more. Least when people were direct with him, he knew what was coming. 

“Extremely flattered”, he muttered, placing the half finished garland away before turning to face her, “A tour around the city at night? If you’re trying not to stand out that’s a pretty bad idea...I suppose if we visited at least one of the tarvens though you might be alright”. He double checked he had all his items still on him before setting off towards the back of the city, may as well start from the top and work their way down.  “Hope you like stairs - they seem fond of them here” 

[ruinationx]

crownshattered​:

“Most new members aren’t skilled enough to work with me…the commissions I take on are too high of a level for them…” They’ll just get killed if they followed her around for her usual commissions…at least this one was an easier one, even if the hilichurls in this area are stronger than in other places. The Adventurers’ Guild must have reason to believe this Garth person can survive with such a mission…so she trusted them.

Constantly walking on eggshells could be rather exhausting. He wasn’t even sure as to why he was being as careful as he was. It wasn’t as if he’d fully managed to escape like he had wanted to and his vision gave away where he was from anyway - so it wasn’t like he could hide it for long. His delusion was always inside the pouch he wore, mainly so he knew were the darn thing was - he didn’t want it falling into the wrong hands and being the cause of even more deaths. 

“I see - well...they did say I was rather skilled for being a newbie”, he explained with a nervous laugh but fell back into silence soon enough. Why was it so easy to speak with this girl? Usually he’d only really speak to those that had had a drink or two, or the other Fatui that happened to be on the nicer side of the scale. He honestly wondered if coming to this city was a mistake but all he could do was these small tasks. It was better than nothing. 

“...is it just me or are these camps getting closer to the city walls?”

[frozcnlight]

@ruinationx​​ asked: “  you’re  better  off  without  me.  ” - Garth (reverse)

Idk anymore, LOL

“ Huh? “.

The young executive tilted her head to the side with her eyebrows knitted to a strict frown. She wasn’t able to determine just what caused her friend to say such a thing - but what she knew was that she didn’t like it, when such words crossed his lips. It angered her even, but she didn’t want to display that in front of him, fearing that she might scare him off or such. 

“ Why would you say something like this? “, she asked after a while of silence, as she thought really hard why he would say such a thing, “ You are one of the most important people here… one of the most bearable ones too. Why would I be better off without you? “

[ruinationx]

Didn’t she realise how confusing that was? He wasn’t used to being wanted to have his company being enjoyed. Honestly, he was curious to learn about just what it was that Miran could see in him that he couldn’t. She was so strong, respected, sticking up for her own values, finding her own purpose - he was just an insect that clung to life despite all that the world threw in his direction. How could someone so bright as she was...care for someone so dark as he? 

“...you’re always taking time out of your day to come and check on me...that must be rather annoying...especially when I’m in...well when I’m like this”, he gave a weak laugh, resting his head against the window as he glanced up towards the darkening clouds, “...sorry. It’s just been one of those days...”