#maanrambles

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I’m too invested in the RGB CollegeAU and to be honest I need a bit of a palette cleanser from the “Stages of Love” (personal stuff has also affected my writing but not to worry Lukas stans! I will write the Stages of Love for Lukas).

I just wanted to draw the boys... then I got too into it

Addendums for the boys under the cut

Forsyth

Hits all his daily goals and exceeds them ( step/stand count, exercise minutes and calories burned

uses an android, he might use a Fitbit or a Garmin

Gym stuff includes clothes, his gym card, toiletries, and a hair band

His backpack has a lot of empty protein bars ( he cleans them out on Sundays)

he stays hydrated, can finish his big water bottle twice in a day

Lukas

I forgot to add he wears glasses and definitely has a case and lens cleaners

apple boy, owns an iPhone but not an Apple Watch , he doesn’t see the need

Coffee is either a large 2 creams & 3 sugars or black 4 sugars. Can drink 3 tumblers worth of coffee a day (he’s trying to cut back on coffee and smokes)

has the most “executive dad” bag but he still manages to make it look stylish

He’s gone paperless (some of his courses still make him print out stuff) and takes notes on his iPad, has his textbooks in his MacBook.

Python

his wallet has his bus prepaid card, school ID, a debit card, maybe a 10 or 20 on good days, and his government issued ID

his mighty wallet was a gift

uses an android that’s seen better days

his laptop/netbook’s a refurbished MacBook( 2010/2014/2015 model). Definitely in better condition than his phone

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Hi! I'm glad you're doin ok! So my best had an idea about Forsyth's sleeping habits in her recent writing, and I absolutely fell in love with it. She said that he is constantly shifting, and he always wants to be the bigger spoon, as "it was his attempt at protecting [his partner] in the dead of night when they were fast asleep" (I had her permission to share). I thought this was the sweetest thing, and was curious if you had any sappy, sleeping headcanons for the trio! Thank you and take care!

OH ANON I APPRECIATE YOU SHARING! I LOVE THIS. I love it when people share stuff about RGB! It makes me think and sometimes I think of new ideas and scenarios for the RGB.

Forsyth

·       I like anon’s friend’s take. Personally, I always saw Forsyth as a huge cuddler just cause, nothing too deep. He just likes having his beloved real close and finds it comforting to feel them against him

·       I like that even in his sleep he’s still wanting to protect his S/O and that sounds just so him!

·       He talks in his sleep, sometimes he’s mumbling things about his S/O or even their name

·       Forsyth has trouble sleeping if his S/O isn’t in his arms, he’s cuddler. Might be troublesome during warmer seasons but he’s an absolute delight to snuggle with

·       LOVES being the bigger spoon but since he moves around a lot during his sleep, he’ll end up all over the place and become the smaller spoon

·       He snores…. Sorry… I really think he snores

·       He’s a side-sleeper and sometimes sleeps spread eagle

·       He’s the kind of man that doesn’t mind at all if his arm goes numb when his S/O rests their head on it. HE LOVES the closeness

·       Forsyth likes to fiddle with his S/O’s clothing as he falls asleep, nothing sexual. He’ll lightly play with tassels, circle around buttons, lightly pluck at garters, and the like. Its just something he does as he falls asleep, actually, it’s a dead ringer for when he’s sleepy. Once he starts playing with his S/O’s clothing he’ll be asleep soon

Python

·       Ah Python and sleeping… can anyone give me a better combination

·       He gets incredibly sappy, sentimental, and romantic once he gets sleepy

·       When he’s tired he drops the tough apathetic guy façade completely. He’s a huge softie when it comes to his S/O, expect a lot of “I love you so much…”, “I haven’t been this happy…” and angsty “Don’t ever leave me… please?”

·       Broken record here but he loves it when his S/O rests their head on his chest as they sleep. He loves nuzzling into their hair and planting kiss

·       He’s a light sleeper most days (when he’s not drunk or dead tired). A little shift or if his S/O gets up to use the restroom will wake him up. He can’t go back to sleep if they aren’t next to him. he’ll just sit up in bed all groggy, waiting for his S/O to come back

·       Python likes drawing circles on his S/O’s lower back or side. If they’re ticklish… well… they’re a goner, he’ll tickle them to no end

·       He is also a thief of warmth, if it’s a colder season. He’ll snuggle with his S/O to keep warm (careful with his feet! They’re cold as ice and he will touch his S/O’s leg to give em’ a shock)

Lukas

·       Don’t be fooled he is a HUGE snuggler. Once he’s snuggled once with his S/O he’s hooked

·       Lukas likes being the smaller spoon and loves it when his S/O plays with his hair as he fall asleep

·       Can be a bit of a brat, he doesn’t like it when his S/O has to leave bed. He’ll let them take care of whatever business they need to do but he’ll look so cranky until they get back into bed

·       He isn’t too fond of being the giver of touch. What I mean by that is, unlike the other two,Lukas rarely does things like draw circles on his S/O’s back, play with the their hair, or fiddle with their clothes. He’s not averse to it, he’ll do it if his S/O asks but he rarely initiates. Its one of the few things Lukas is shy about

·       Lukas loves lots of pillows. He likes them so he can create supports when he reads in bed. Another reason is he just likes being surrounded (and when he has an S/O, surround his S/O with softness)

·       I also think Lukas is the worst one if he wakes up on the wrong side of the bed. He just looks… sleepy cranky and all quiet

·       He’s easily put to sleep with the smell of burning fire wood. Lukas loves curling up near a gentle crackling fire, with his S/O and a good book. He won’t do much reading though, he’ll be knocked out from the scent and the closeness of his S/O

·       Can I just add… he sleeps with socks on. He keeps them on. ALWAYS. I’ll let your imagination run wild with that

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How would Python, Lucas, and Forsyth deal with an s/o who is able to flirt real well. They say something to fluster s/o but s/o always manages to fluster the guys instead.

Aw this is cute~ Especially for Forsyth. Lukas and Python... not s much :))))

Python

·       Oh he’ll be taken a back at first but he recovers pretty quickly (he’s an unapologetic flirt so he’s got the experience. He’s a tenured flirt!)

·       He absolutely loves it, he’ll start a rally of flirtations

·       Python finds it very attractive that his S/O is witty, smart, quick-witted, and a flirt. Its all he could’ve asked for, fun.

·       If his S/O does say something that really catches him off guard, once he recovers, he’ll be so proud

·       You can bet your pinky that your exchanges will often escalate into something steamy

Forsyth

·       SO FLUSTERED

·       He’ll accuse Python of being a bad influence on his S/O

·       He’ll stammer, turn beet red, he might even offer a weak “thank you” (he doesn’t know what to say, forgive him)

·       But deep down he does find it really hot, especially if the flirtations are compliments or praise (I think he’d have a praise kink)

·       He’ll allow his S/O to flirt but if it gets too far chances are he’ll try to stop them (he’ll either feel really embarrassed hearing them say things in public or avoid getting all hot and bothered in public)

Lukas

·       This guy’s a toughie, he doesn’t overtly show getting flustered

·       Perhaps he’ll quirk his brow or give a quick grin. Lukas might even find himself lightly blushing but he’s quick to recover

·       He appreciates the banter and the witty repartee but him being a private and subdued man, he’d much prefer these conversations be in private

·       If he’s caught off guard in front of other people, he’ll give a quick cough and steer the conversation away

·       Pester him enough and maybe just maybe… he’ll punish his S/O for being naughty >:) (Lukas has a dark side....)

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If you have time, can you do an @ scared text from the text prompt list? I just need a little more angst before my thirst is quenched! Please and thanks!

This is so timely anon... I’ve just been wracked with anxiety as of late. I work retail so some of you can imagine my experience...

Forsyth

Python

Lukas

I have a few followers here but I’d like to take the time to say that this is the time for us to be kind and considerate to not just retail staff and the people deemed essential but also to our neighbours. To the people who need supplies and food just as much as we all do. My heart breaks every time an elderly person comes in and can’t buy anything for themselves or a parent who’s trying to feed their kids but can’t find what they need. 

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If you’re up for it I was wondering if you could give headcanons for the RGB with an s/o who has a very tough time asking for help because of past issues that made them view themselves as a nuisance

HOH… I see you are an anon of culture... I too love a good dose of angst. (But seriously anon, I can relate to this so hard. This request hits me right here *points to heart*) I’m always game to write for the RGB, sadly, work and Uni really is eating up my time and energy so updates will be sparse. BUT! Uni is ending soon (finals next week)

Forsyth

·       Has the most trouble dealing with someone very self-reliant and hesitant to ask for help

·       We can all agree that the green bean has a tendency to go above and beyond. Anything he can do for his S/O he’ll do it. Its his way of showing that his S/O can rely on him and his responsibility

·       He might get anxious once he realizes his S/O isn’t asking for his help or turns him down when he offers

·       Forsyth might get a little pushy and a confrontation could happen

·       He doesn’t really get why his S/O would see themselves as a burden

·       Should his S/O open up about their issues, he’ll listen, try his best to give them space, but would love it if they’d let him help

·       He will shower you with assurance that you aren’t a burden. Although if his S/O gets snippy and says “That’s all just talk.” Or words to that effect, he’ll be at a loss and end up wounded

·       Either he and his S/O will talk about some emotional hiccups they’ll work on together or Forsyth will prove that he genuinely thinks you aren’t a burden by being consistent in his efforts to offer his S/O aid

·       Forsyth never gets tired of assuring you that you are not a burden to him and he is more than happy to wait on you hand and feet.

Lukas

·       He has moments when he’s hesitant to ask for help so he understands what his S/O is going is experiencing

·       but there is a slight hiccup, one of Lukas’ love languages is acts of service

·       His method of showing his affection  is doing things for the person he cares about that will ease some of their burdens

·       He knows you need your space and this situation needs time but his nature will eventually overtake him

·       Lukas isn’t pushy at all with his methods, he’ll help you out discreetly

·       If you have any chores you need to do, he’ll do a small chunk of them to lighten your work load

·       Let’s say you have to do dishes or laundry, he’ll pick up after himself so you don’t have to do too much

·       He’ll ask for your help from time to time and offer help as a way to return the favor

·       Soon, he’ll sit down with his S/O and discuss what’s going on. He assures them that there’s nothing wrong with asking for help and he’ll even ask why they’re hesitant asking for help

·       Lukas approaches this situation with an open line of communication and compromise, he’ll split the responsibility of the task with his S/O rather than shoulder it all if that eases his S/O’s worry

Python

·       Python gets it, he’s been there. He’s been made to feel like deadweight and has had to deal with a deadbeat father

·       He respects his S/O’s feelings but if he’s being honest he’d like it if they leaned on him a little. That would make him feel like he’s someone that can be relied on and someone his S/O trusts

·       He observes from afar, only stepping in if his S/O is having a tough time with the task/problem/whatever that’s going on

·       Python will initially ask a few favors from his S/O then do two things. First, as an excuse to return the favor. Second, so he has something to point out to when his S/O says they’re deadweight/burden

·       He might not be the best person to verbally express how much he loves and appreciates his S/O from time to time but he does make them welcome. He’d rather show he enjoys his S/O’s company and helping them out rather than use words

·       Py does respect boundaries but if he notices his S/O being to hard or overexerting themselves, he’s not one to hesitate giving a talking to or a reality check

·       He might come off as a bit harsh when he does but that could be because he’s projecting himself onto his S/O. Another is he might be under the impression that he’s making his S/O feel like a burden, that’s the last thing he wants

·       If all the above isn’t enough, that’ll bring out a much softer side out of Ol’Python. Much words of reassurance and quality time to let his S/O knows he really cares about them

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More Random Headcanons for RGB

Lukas:

·       I could see him disliking hot weather immensely and I bet you his hair frizzes up that itI gets so messy

·       He likes colder months but doesn’t like being outside when the temperature is in the negatives. He’ll use that as an excuse to stay in and curl up with a good book

·       Loves rainy days, the atmosphere and the smell of petrichor really does it for him

·       I’d wager he’s on the warmer side. You know those kinds of people that are kinda like human space heaters, yup, that’s Lukas

·       In a modernAU I just have this fun thought that Lukas listens to metal. If you’re familiar with the anime Aggretsukko, Lukas acts similarly to the main character.

·       Dog person or cat person? Fish. Lukas likes fish. There’s just something relaxing watching them swim around but he isn’t opposed to cats or dogs.

·       I think Lukas is really clumsy in the mornings, when he’s still really sleepy. Its adorable seeing him shuffling about and being guided by Forsyth. But once Lukas is more alert or caffeinated (in a modernAU) he’s back to his usual self.

Forsyth:

·       Weather does not bother Forsyth because he himself is a force of nature. Summer and really hot? Doesn’t phase him, he’ll probably find a body of water or pool and have fun there (by fun I mean train) Winter or late Fall? No problem, he’s always moving about so his body keeps warm.

·       ModernAU; probably eats a lot of ice lollies. Probably has had a few trips to the dentist too. (I bet you he over brushes his teeth LOL)

·       Doesn’t like rain cause he can’t do much and he’ll just get all muddy. The smell of petrichor also puts him off

·       ModernAU; Why do I often think of him in polo shirts? It just fits?

·       ModernAU; his taste in music? All over the place. Doesn’t care much for genres, if he likes it he’ll listen to it

·       I think we can all agree that he moves around a lot in his sleep. I’d also see his a snorer.

·       Stress-eats. I don’t really see him as a big eater but I see him as a stress-eater. If he’s worried or anxious you’ll likely find him nibbling away at something.

·       ModernAU; can’t take his coffee black. Usually has a lot of either milk or creamer and sugar.

·       Is often pranked by Python and, surprisingly, Lukas.

·       Lukas’ way of pranking Forsyth is to ask for whatever book the latter is reading, then Lukas will pretend to skim through it, snap the book shut, and return it to Forsyth. The prank works every time.

·       Python methods, to name a few, are: pinching Forsyth’s nose when he’s a sleep, drawing something of Forsyth’s face (bonus points if its lewd), flicking his friend’s nose, or scaring Forsyth while he’s taking a bath. You know, good Ol’ juvenile stuff.

Python:

·       Doesn’t like extreme weather, nuff’ said. Too hot? He complains. Too cold? He complains too.

·       I keep thinking that Python would space out a lot if its too hot. “Uuuuh… too hot… can’t compute…”

·       I swear he probably has poor circulation, his hands and feet get so cold. He’ll usually touch anyone (Forsyth in particular) with his ice cold hands and feet just to hear them yelp in surprise. Warning! This guy is a thief of warmth.

·       Most people think he’s cranky and unapproachable but the people closest to him know that Python has a “screensaver mode”. He’ll just stare off into space and think of stuff. Most people think he’s glaring at something or someone but he’s just spaced out.

·       His joints crack A LOT and he can make them pop on command. It freaks out a lot of people when he does that thing with his neck to get rid of the stiffness. When he does that it doesn’t hurt him, it just makes a really loud sound that catches everyone off-guard

·       He likes cats, doesn’t mind dogs but dislikes birds. Python says birds are just mini fighter planes with poop missiles

·       ModernAU; I could totally see him going through a scene phase when he was in his teens. He’s more chill now, obviously.

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Hi! Can I ask from the Fluff Alphabet list, C for Lukas? (specifically comfort after a nightmare? I'm a sucker for that stuff...) Thank you, keep up the incredible work! Also, I loved your college au art-- they're all so cute!!

Hee-hoh~! Thank you thank you anon~! Barista voice: An order of post-nightmare comfort with a dash of Lukas coming right up~

Lukas + Comfort - How would they help their s/o when they feel down/have a panic attack etc.? (Nightmare)

·       Lukas had heard you struggling in your sleep, cold sweat beading on your forehead. Your face looked liked you wanted to scream. Before he’d wake you up, Lukas would light up the room and have some water for you to drink.

·       He’d gently wake you up from your nightmare then proceed to assure you its just you and him in the room/tent. After that he’d give you the glass of water all the while rubbing small circles on your back

·       “Peace my love, no one and nothing else is here, just me.”

·       If you needed a hug, he’d be more than happy to give you one. It wouldn’t even cause him any discomfort. The knowledge that holding you in his arms would make you feel safe and calm is more than enough for him.

·       He won’t ask you what the nightmare was about, Lukas wouldn’t want to bring up horrible images. You could both sit in silence, you in his arms, or a quiet walk to help clear your mind.

·       If you wanted a cup of tea, he’d gladly brew a cup for you and himself.

·       Lukas would stay by your side, maybe read you a book to help you fall a sleep. He didn’t mind at all if you ended up sleeping as you wrapped yourself around him.

·       “Sleep now my dearest, no harm will come to you now not even in your dreams. Should the nightmares come back, I’ll be here. I’ll always be here for you.”

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Oh anon... I do WANT angst~ So much delicious angst~ I went overboard with this... HEH.

Forsyth

Air was thick with the smell of smoke and blood, the cacophony of battle was disorienting. One couldn’t pick apart the sounds around them, whether they belonged to enemy or ally. But Forsyth steeled himself, eyes fixed on one cantor that summoned an unending stream of foes and commanded them to attack the Deliverance. The nuisance had been heavily guarded by its thralls, leaving no opening for a huge portion of the battle. Everyone had been worn down, killing the cantor would turn the tides of battle in their favor. The thought of it made him restless, Forsyth itched to charge straight towards the cantor.

Suddenly the air picked up and grew hot, Luthier and Delthea had combined forces to deal with the growing swarm of terrors. ‘At last an opening.’ Forsyth thought as he gripped his lance and  shield tightly. An awesome display of power and technique right before him, an angry flurry of flames thrashed through the terrors, clearing a path for the charge. Forsyth breathed deeply, his focus fixed on the cantor, with tunnel vision and no hesitation he charged forward.

Forsyth was so close to the cantor then he felt all the hairs behind his neck stand on alert followed by laughter and the crackle of lightning. He whipped his head back to see a witch had teleported right behind him, light crackling at her finger tips, hastily creeping towards him. He’d be hit point-blank and he was sure that’d be the end of him. He could almost hear Python cursing him for being so fool-hardy as he squeezed his eyes shut and whispered a prayer to the Earth Mother.

“FORSYTH!!!”

His eyes flew open at the sound of your voice. You took the bolt of lightning for him and Forsyth had the displeasure of watching you get electrocuted on his behalf. The overflow of lightning arcing away from your body as you crashed into the ground.

CLANG! He dropped his shield and lance, his legs gave out as he watched you twitch uncontrollably  but your eyes were glossed over and empty. His surroundings spun out of control, as if whirling and mixing into a chaotic murk. Forsyth weakly called out to you, he reached out to you but you didn’t respond.

Lukas

Far too many battles had chipped away your supplies, desperate times called for desperate measures. Alm opted to enter some mysterious ruin in the hopes of scavenging for weapons and provisions. Of course, he wasn’t the only one who thought of that but no one anticipated a large group of brigands within the ruins. To complicate things further, a few spectres roamed the abandoned halls.

You and Lukas had the misfortune of running into one particularly strong spectre, there was no glory dying in a forgotten ruin, better to flee and live another day. Both your laboured breaths and frantic footsteps echoed through the halls though the ungodly sound of the spectre’s pursuit grew more distant. “I think…” Lukas panted “It would be best if we go back to the entrance…” he took a quick glance back “… and wait for the rest there.” Then looked back at you for your approval. A sound idea indeed, you’d actually forgotten how expedition group had been separated. As you were about to agree, you caught some movement from an opening behind Lukas. You had only a few seconds to decide if it was friend of foe as both of you made your approach, could it have been Gray? Maybe Tobin? The movement seemed cautious but whoever they were they could’ve been injured. Lukas was quick to notice your distraction and followed your line of sight.

A glint of an axe, that was neither Gray nor Tobin, you pushed Lukas away. A sickening “THUNK” soon followed and your right shoulder grew heavy and limp, the impact knocking you off your feet. Pain and warmth followed as you lay flat on your back, the wind knocked out of you. You took a tentative glance to your right shoulder, registering an axe buried into your flesh.

The brigand yelled as he charged towards you but his battle cry turned into a yelp of pain. Lukas blocking him with the length of his lance, and with all his might, pushed the brigand back and sent him crashing against the wall. He rushed to your side, in the dim light of the ruins, checking on your wound. Blood, so much blood had pooled around you, your breathing laboured. You did your best to hide the panic in your eyes from Lukas, you forced yourself to smile as you looked up to him.

Blank, stiff, cold, and terrifying. Those are the words you would use to describe the look Lukas had on his face. His gazed trailed from axe then to the blood, his jaw set and his whole body shivered tensely. You swore you could hear him grinding his teeth. Lukas snapped his attention to the man who had injured you and slowly made his way towards him, dragging the tip of his lance against the floor ominously. His target picked himself up, yelling curses as he pulled out a dagger. Lukas swiftly disarmed him, a deft spin of his lance smacking hard against the brigand’s arm. He spun it one more time and impaled his foe right through the chest, pushing with all his strength once more, smashing the brigand against the wall.

Wounded and without any options left, the brigand pointlessly begged for mercy but Lukas remained quiet as he ripped his lance out from the wounded man’s body. He howled in pain as he clutched the gaping bleeding hole, desperately begging for mercy but Lukas would have none of it, the knight in red possessed with bloodlust and rage. Lukas gripped his lance tightly and started stabbing the brigand repeatedly. The sickening sounds of flesh being punctured repeatedly, a dying man’s pleas, and Lukas’ angry grunts bounced through the halls.

The body was indistinguishable once Lukas was done taking out all his frustrations, he was splattered with blood, an eerie accessory to his cold expression. He made his way towards you, picking you up, registering how cold you had become. “Worry not my love… nothing will hurt you. Not anymore, I’ll make sure of it.” Lukas made his way back to the entrance with you in his arms, an unearthly calm enveloped him. “You won’t hurt anymore, I promise. Nothing can hurt you. No one will hurt you. They can’t hurt you. I won’t let them.” He muttered as he walked.

Python

Python cursed his damn luck, a sword blow to the shoulder rendered him incapable of drawing his bow and being useful out in the field. You and Python made a mad dash towards one of the trenches for some cover. Once you thought you both were secure, you started patching up his wound. A warm green glow radiated from your hands and Python felt the sting of the wound dull slowly. He noticed how your brows were furrowed and how nervous you looked. He tilted your head to meet his gaze and gave you a playful wink. “You’ll get wrinkles worrying too much about little ol’me sunshine. I’ll be alright, wound’s far from the heart and the guts.” He chuckled. You let out an exasperated huff before pinching his cheeks. “Perhaps this will motivate you to miss less mister-I-can’t-aim-for-shit.” Python loved your feistiness, he feigned surprise “Mila’s knickers! You’ve got quite the mouth young lady!” You lightly flicked at the wound on his shoulder “If you can joke around then you’re well enough to fight.” You planted a quick kiss on his forehead.

He’d be lying if that little gesture didn’t make his insides melt a bit, he wanted to return the show of affection but noticed how your eyes had grown as wide as saucers. “Py-Python! Behind!” You managed to stammer out, the archer fluidly loaded his bow, drew it and turned his body around. One of the enemy grunts had managed to follow and sneak up on the both of you, his javelin  primed to be thrown. Python fired one shot, the arrow sinking into the enemy’s arm but they were undeterred. The grunt threw his weapon while Python’s body dodged instinctively, the archer quickly firing two more shots. One landing on the grunt’s neck and the other burying into his eye, they falling to the ground with a loud thud. Python was impressed with himself and pridefully turned towards you “How’s that for ‘can’t-shoot-for-shit’”.

He didn’t hear you laugh, you couldn’t, not with a javelin impaled on your stomach. “SHIT!” Python stumbled as he made his way towards you and cradled your form in his arms. “Py… it hurts…” you clutched at the fastening of his armor. “He… got me in … the guts…” “SHH! Don’t talk! Save your strength!” Python whipped his head around looking for any of the other healers. “I… I’m sorry…” panic began to overtake Python “I gotta…” he gently pressed around the javelin “St-Stop the bleeding! Mila help us, please hold on!” He saw you squirm in pain from the added pressure.

Should he leave you and look for one of the healers? Not an option, he’d never leave you, not like this. “SILQUE!!!” He yelled at the top of his lungs. “FORSYTH!? LUKAS!?” He frantically looked around him, hoping to spot one of his allies who could help you or call for help at least. Python’s heart dropped when he felt your grasp loosen “No! No! NONONONONONO! You! You stay with me!” He clutched you closer to him and angled your face so he could look into your eyes “Look at me! Please look at me!” He saw you blink, albeit weakly. “I.. am…” you croaked then your faced twisted into pain and anguish “Py…thon... I’m c-cold…”

Python let out a long frustrated shout then proceeded to yell the name of every member of the Deliverance repeatedly till his voice grew hoarse. “SIIIIILQUE!!!” He lost count of how many times he’d circled through his ally’s names, he bit his lip in frustration. “TA-“ he couldn’t get her name out through his tears. “TATI-“ his voice broke again “TATIANA! ANYONE!?” He pressed his forehead against your “please… help.” Python’s tears dripped onto your face. “Sunshine… I ain’t gonna leave you here…” he sobbed “So please… don’t you leave me.”