#ategod

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@ategod : ( from alyssa, to grace. ) you’re mad at me. / accepting!

"No, I'm not mad ——" but she stops, because she can tell she sounds irritated, and she is, but she isn't mad at her mom. Not exactly, anyway, it's messier than that. Grace loves her mom, and she gets that it's...complicated. Complicated in ways that Mom won't share with her, and she wants to understand that, too. But in terms of what the complication actually means, moment - to - moment, it's constant moving and no stability and no friends and perpetually being the weird girl with a stutter because she never gets to stay anywhere long enough to be anything else.

"Things a - are finally starting to get better, and now we're just —— I get it, I get you have to, but it's just —— I'm so sick of being the new kid." The new kid with gum pressed into her hair and getting her glasses stolen and strangers mocking how she talks. She's finally finding people in this city at this school who don't hate her, and the minute they'd started hanging out with her her stomach sank, because it's always the same. Because she'd known that it wouldn't be more than a month when Mom announced they're leaving again. "I don't...I'm mad, but not at you, just at...the situation." She can tell it sounds like a lie. It is, but she doesn't want it to be.

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@ategod, for amanda young : ❝ hey, hey, mandy. look at me. ❞ it must have been the trial, adam thinks, as amanda stumbles back into the meat packing plant. tendrils of the fog cling to her frame, refusing to let her go—— well, good thing he's just as stubborn. he catches her before she can fall, discreetly shooing the fog away as he fumbles with her mask. ❝ mandy, mandy—— amanda. c'mon, i know you can hear me. you're not ignoring me, are you? ❞ he's being annoying, he knows, but it's all he can do now. bite back, adam's saying. argue with me. drag yourself back to me.

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@ategod liked! / santiago & aleta!

"You're welcome ~ !" It's a playful sing - song, both because Aleta is a playful person and because they both know that, even had Aleta not happened to be in the area, Santiago could have handled this flavor of fucker. Still, nobody smart turns down free help, and as the last of the randos collapses, either dead ( santiago ) or unconscious ( aleta ) she grins at the other Giver like they're old besties. "Good to see you, Santiago. It seems like you're having all sortsa fun. Who'd you piss off?"

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@ategod / tamsy & amo!

"Your hair is sooooo pretty!" Amo's happy / Amo's happy / AMO'S SO HAPPY HERE, with the Cleaners, because she's SOOOO loved!! Rudo's here, and Riyo, and super - nice extra - nice people like Tamsy, too! Tamsy's sweet like cake!! "Oh! Could Amo braid it, please? Amo will do a really good job!" She has never braided human hair in her actual entire life, but she's had dolls with braids, and she'd unbraided and re - braided their hair sometimes, to pass the time when Mister went away. "Promise!"

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@ategod liked! / ivan & mizi!

"You're okay," is what Mizi says first, as Ivan finally wakes — still plenty wounded, but bandaged and stabilized. Her hands are careful on his shoulders, hoping it will be enough to keep him laying flat. She thinks / half - aware / that it's nice that she's still too grief - hollowed to panic and that, if there's anyone who won't resent her for failing to smile, it's Ivan. The next thing she says is, "I'm here. You're safe. Don't sit up."

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( from satoru. ) oh, wow, you weren’t kidding.

he just needs to take this moment to really enjoy it. it's not an exact ‘ you were right, i was wrong ’ but the sentiment is synonymous enough that gen can still justify the smug look he wears. because of course he wasn't kidding! he never kids about anything, everything he says is undeniably true and should always be taken at face value! he should actually be steaming that it took satoru up until this moment to believe him, but better late than never.

he wears victory with pride, stands tall despite the other guy definitely being taller than him. not that gen cares about a stupid thing like HEIGHT in the face of his WIN / it didn't even matter that satoru was taller than him because who had the cooler gundam collection? oh yeah, gen did! ❛ and these aren't even my prized possessions. these are just the ones i keep in my office to brag about. ❜ which were still impressive on their own, considering practically all of them were in perfect condition ( the only part of his quarters that got actively cleaned, and by himself too! ) 

❛ i don't usually do this, but you can take a picture. i know it's blown you away, the impressiveness of it all can be a lot to take in.. but what can i say, i’m an awesome guy. “ he knows, satoru doesn't have to tell him. the charity work gen does.. it could bring anyone to tears! ❛ just make sure you tag me when you post it. and if anyone asks when you show them, tell them it belongs to me. in fact, take a picture of me in front of my collection. ❜

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@ategod / pretty doll & pretty doll.

Mizi's smiling, as she sits down next to Ivan. Till isn't here —— good, that's good, she doesn't want to be near him / that's so mean, she loves Till, she does, but he wants her to be / what if he gets mad, someday, because she isn't / what if it's her fault, maybe she's manipulating him into liking her without even realizing / it's so easy to be pretty, you know? Till isn't here. Mizi's learning so many things lately. And she's smiling, like she's supposed to.

"Ummm...I think! That, um, I did a mean thing to you!" Without even realizing / it's so easy to be beloved, you know? "By making Till like me. So I wanted to say that I'm real sorry!" And she is, but she's still smiling. "Um, if I could...make him stop liking me, I would!" MAYBE IF SHE WAS UGLIER? IF SHE TORE HER FACE OFF? But Sua likes her face, and God might leave her without it. God might be angry with her. "I'm sorry for being mean!"

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@ategod liked! / hyuna & mizi.

Mizi thinks she wants Hyuna to be God.

It's a betrayal of the highest order / Sua should beat her teeth in for it, though she wouldn't / to want anything to fill the empty. But she does. She looks at Hyuna and wishes — dimly, dimly, with much grief and shame — that she could contort the woman into a shape that might match what Mizi's lost. It's been so long since she's been without a God to worship. She doesn't know how to live in a world without divinity to follow.

Hyuna is human, though — gloriously human, the way Sua never felt allowed to be, going from perfect - doll to perfect - savior, rapid - fire — and flawed and alive. Unthinking, Mizi's small hand extends, lands carefully on Hyuna's cheek. Not as soft as Sua's cheek. Her voice is far away when she speaks. "I don't...understand you, I don't think."