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hello to everyone and anyone who stuck here through the hiatus!! adelaide is temporarily moved over here while i get her muse back. if it gets insanely high, i’ll come back here, but please check out this blog in the meantime.

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{You know, I really want clone-Don to be an mnt character now, a semi-main one. I also want him and Raph to have a small feud until the shy lil clone bab says ‘fuck u, i was abused and tortured and mutilated, and u asshole, look at me, im not fuckin pretty’ then they have a little heart-to-heart like ‘know what, youre my bro, the older one’s mentally insane, so i could do a hell of a lot worse’ and then everything’s peachy, there is a (non-)sexual foursome once again, and general happiness with teeny Don being accepted by his big angry bro}

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;shattered [ Eyyyy, sorry it’s been a long time since I’ve been here. I’ll hopefully get back on track here. ]

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continuation from here

Kurashi had a busy day.

He woke up hours before Masaomi, as usual, and slid out from his cozy place under the bed - which turned even more comfortable and safer when Masaomi allowed him to use some of the big cushions from the couch to build little walls and make some kind of a little room or fort, adding few soft pillows and another blanket to make it even more comfortable.

Kurashi had no other place he loved more than his little fort.

...maybe except for the bathtub.

He cleaned the house swiftly and quietly, like he usually did - and prepared steaming breakfast for the two of them, setting it on a tray and giving Masaomi a breakfast in bed. He loved cooking, and making such little surprises for his benefactor was one of the many pleasures Kurashi filled his day with. Once they eaten and Masaomi showered, and then run out to go to his job, for the first hour, Kurashi was snuggled under the bed and shivering at every little sound. He was still afraid to be alone.

Gradually, he calmed down and went out, moving to the kitchen. He prepared dinner for Masaomi to eat when he will get back, and cleaned everything once more before finally sitting to his favourite activity - drawing and painting.

He quickly filled most of the paper Masaomi prepared for him with scribbles, practicing kanji and little drawings, mostly of Masaomi and the beauty of the world he now lived in. His blanket, bubbles, the bed, the bathtub, the kitchen - they all found their place on the paper, and Kurashi giggled to himself, looking at the detailed pictures. Then, he looked at the little paint-like bucket with ink Masaomi provided for him, and a bigger brush, and his eyes twinkled. He had an idea how to make Masaomi even happier after the blond came back home.

He used the remaining paper to use his gift; from the specks of ink on the paper bloomed flowers, moving, smiling to him, filling the small apartment with beautiful, fresh smell. Kurashi chuckled to himself and looked around, his eyes shining when he saw a stain on the wall in front of himself. He moved there, slowly, carefully, drawing one bird right on the concrete wall, giggling when it sung a happy song for him. He was just about to draw another one when he heard the door open and turned his head to smile brightly at Masaomi and see his reaction...

...but what he saw caused him to cower in fear instead.

Masaomi was angry; he was yelling at him, he yanked away his brush and kicked his ink, spilling the precious to Kurashi substance all over the floor. And then, he kept on yelling, as the raven boy backed away, crawling on the floor backwards, his whole body shivering and eyes filling with tears.

Scary... scary! Masaomi was scary!

“I-I-I’m sorry!” he stuttered, sniffling desperately, too scared to allow himself to cry. Kurashi quickly gestured with his hand on the wall, and the two singing birds flew right off the wall and, letting out panicked, fearful sounds when the raven’s feelings poured into them, disappeared in the puddle of spilled ink. Kurashi’s back hit the wall, and he whimpered, curling into a tight little ball and shivering in fear. Will Masaomi throw him out? Beat him up? Or will he do something worse? The boy started sobbing quietly, backing into the wall so hard to get as far away from Masaomi as he could. His fearful eyes looked for opening; anything, anything at all that would allow his escape, and he found one - fast like an arrow, he dashed towards the bedroom and hid under the bed, curled up as far from all the openings in his little fort as he could, trembling and shivering in terror.

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; !!!!!!!!!!! whAT HAVE YOU DO NE MARS. YOU TRY ING TO DESTROY ME.

[ i AM PROPOSING THREAD IDEAS. GIVE THEM TO ME, OKAY. ]

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Age: 19 Biggest fear: ending up alone on the side of the street with no one to go to because i fucked up my life by not working hard enough and making the wrong choices. Current time: 10:54pm Drink you last had: WATER  Easiest person to talk to: probable victoria ( hydrophobiic ) Favourite song: i hate picking favorite things but right now it’s shatter me by lindsey stirling Grossest memory: ??? idk oms Hometown: small In love with: fall, nectarines, apple cider Jealous of: lol don’t get me started Killed someone: what Longest relationship: none, i have always been a single pringle Middle name: mae Number of siblings: 4 One wish: someone i am comfortable with to give me cuddles and back massages Person you last called: my school advisor Question you are always asked: “where are you from” Reason to smile: my doggie Song you last sang: probably whatever song we sang last in church. amazing grace maybe? Time you woke up: 9:43 am Underwear colour: pink Vacation destination: England again or Italy Worst habit: procrastination and picking at my skin until i’m bleeding everywhere Your favourite food: probs mashed potatoes and corn Zodiac sign: cancer

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