iliveforfatcats replied to your post: I need some help guys, I don’t want to go back to...
What do you need?
mostly just a knock on my glass cage of emotion
like I’m being a little joking because I just dabbed my face off, but that’s essentially what it is. depression for me means it’s really easy to drop into negative feedback loops, and with that Callout Post Business hanging over me that means being perpetually triggered
like. waking up to it. going to sleep with it. so, when that’s going on, I just... need a reminder that I’m not alone, and a ‘like’ will do the job but so will asking a question like “what do you need”
really, just anything to break the feedback. it’s really hard to do from the inside these days
asspiringace replied to your post : just. focus. one more scene and the chapter is...
I believe in you ;-;
uw u i almost missed ur cheer <3
pls enjoy the thanks below <3
iliveforfatcats replied to your post : just. focus. one more scene and the chapter is...
You can do it ramaaaaa
<3 <3
under the cut is a gift for u, as thanks for cheering me on <3
Eijirou blinked hard against the sunlight as he opened the door to the courtyard. He rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand, walking out of the school and towards the grass. He could see a scattering of other students outside. He had no idea if there were more than usual outside, but it did seem like quite a lot, despite how bright the sun was.
It made sense, though. Eijirou had brought his own lunch half because he didn’t want to eat indoors. Feeling cramped up inside the lunchroom with a large crowd of students, all noisy and distracted and clumped together along long tables just… made him uneasy inside. The long rows of seats and the long glass windows with everyone chattering noisily… Eijirou’s gut clenched at the thought.
Of course, because there were so many people outside, all the prime spots were already taken. The few benches, the low walls, the trees with stone chairs and even the trees with nothing but grass around them were all taken, as far as he could see, and not by anyone that he knew. Eijirou licked his lips, nerving himself up to talk to someone to see if they’d let him sit with them, even if they were strangers, when he saw someone he recognized.
Or rather, saw something.
It was impossible not to recognize the perfectly even head of white-and-red hair, even from behind, and Eijirou relaxed a little when he saw that not only was Todoroki sitting on a bench by a tree, but there was definitely space for two.
“Perfect,” he said with a smile. Sitting with someone from class was far more preferable than a stranger and, if he knew Todoroki, he always needed some cheering up from that stoic, stoney expression. Some cheering up that Eijirou was more than happy to provide.
