#oncomingx

[lghtyear]

⁽ ᴿᴼᴳᴱᴿ ⁾       . . .     ‘    requested by @oncomingx :       still accepting !    ⁽ ᴼᵁᵀ ⁾

" i'm afraid i can't be much help . i'm rather new here myself . " man muses as hands fold so formally behind his back . stateless scientist , constantly bouncing from one land to another , working desperately to ease the blow of the ending universe . his home had perished long ago , so now he fights valiantly for those still fortunate to have their ancestry under their feet . " just dropped in from grulishka . terribly cold over there , at least it's warmer here , but . . . the tunnels do make it incredibly difficult to navigate . "

[allthatwas-moved]

"if you disappeared, a part of me would go with you." (from my ten, @oncomingx?)

(‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎🥀 ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎)‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎her eyes seem to grow rounder,‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎as her head tilts to the side.‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎the words themselves pierce right through her center,‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎and at their core,‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎they help her understand something that she had struggled to articulate for so long:‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎rose t.yler was always running away.‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎from her youth,‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎to her teenage years,‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎&‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎presumably,‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎all the way to now.‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎yet finally,‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎standing in the time machine‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎(a bloody mad thought when she compares the normality of a her surroundings like this to her bedroom,‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎to her shop,‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎to the place where she got fish‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎&‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎chips with mickey)‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎she realizes something.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎in this moment she is not running from,‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎but towards.‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎to what?‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎she is unsure,‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎but the bright light that she is approaching each day is something warm,‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎&‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎even better when running with a partner.

so a smile twists up on her lips,‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎&‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎it's not the usual smile that so many have called cheeky before.‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎she's used to the wide grin bearing her teeth as a sign of life,‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎warm rouge in her skin‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎&‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎a laugh that is nothing short of curative.‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎this is not that kind of smile.‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎she looks to @oncomingx with just the corners pulled up,‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎a flush rushing in that stops short of a newborn flower,‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎&‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎a careful tenderness that is only afforded to him.‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎❝ well good thing 'm not going anywhere,‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎right? ❞ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎she nudges his shoulder with hers,‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎&‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎only then does her full sized grin appear.‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎❝ 'm having too much fun to just up‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎&‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎leave. ❞ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎but he said,‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎disappear,‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎for that,‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎she will ignore.‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎❝ &‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎i promise i'll stay safe,‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎when haven't i been? ❞