sometimes i’ll feel well adjusted to long distance stuff and then seemingly out of nowhere i’ll have this horrible sinking feeling and mourn what i’ll never get to know . and then i feel Normal about it again

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sometimes i’ll feel well adjusted to long distance stuff and then seemingly out of nowhere i’ll have this horrible sinking feeling and mourn what i’ll never get to know . and then i feel Normal about it again
Mey Rin collapses from overworking... It never happened before.
But then again she's now a full time hired guard of a giant manor and a very important boy to the Queen of England!
...
Oh and it's also burning outside the past couple days, only cooling off a miniscule amount at night when the maid takes her place on the roof.
And she's had to wear this same uniform, as well, day in and day out...
Hm, maybe that's the issue.
But that doesn't stop Mey Rin from feeling like shit about collapsing and needing to be carried to her room.
Dressed down swiftly and given a wet cool cloth on her head as well as a pitcher and glass of water at her bed side.
Like some kind of... of...
Noble??? Her???
Mey Rin sighs loudly as she looks out at the setting- still blazing -sun out her window.
And then a hand gently (knowingly very slowly so not to jolt her) touches her hand, squeezing once.
"You have the freedom to relax for a spell, dear. Spend a few hours convalescing. It will not do any harm.."
Mey chokes up, as she always does when someone is this... nice to her, and...
....For it to be Sebastian Michaelis...
"I know, I know, I do..." She mumbles finally, and turns, as well finally, to face him.
The butler of Phantomhive manor is... kneeling at her bedside, while holding her hand (his long fingers entwined in hers..).
With his height though it still is peculiar, he cannot really lean in and rest his own head upon the bed unless he wishes to really bend himself.
But he looks just fine as he is: observing the woman resting here in her quarters.
Mey Rin makes a clicking noise of bafflement with her tongue, unable to stop her lips from curling up, and she pulls her tiny hand out of his big one to reach up higher and touch his face.
...Which he leans in more so she can reach.
"You get away with overworking all the time, you do," she points out, trying to be accusing, despite her lips still curled up as she holds his soft, perfectly pale face that he keeps leaned into her palm.
Willingly.
The man before her who is actually a demon smiles too, now. That goddamned charming, caught off-guard and disarmed immediately kind of smile.
And he flutters his long lashed eyelids closed as well.
"I'm capable of doing so," He answers.
"After all, if a butler of the Phantomhive Family couldn't do-"
Mey Rin digs her fingernails into his face, pinching the sides of his face promptly, and shutting him up.
"You're currently not being that, though. You're bein' Sebastian, my lover, and a demon at my bedside.."
Mey Rin smirks.
"Currently kneelin' before a human an' tendin' to her instead."
The demon in question grows pink a little in his high pale cheeks.
His eyebrows curl up worryingly.
And when the bed ridden maid finally releases her grip he only tilts his head a little bit, not even pulling away in fear of her doing that again.
"Is that a point of disapproval or...?"
The maid giggles, resting her hand back on the bed instead.
"No, no... never."
She tries not to focus on realizing how relaxed she is now, and the drowsiness allowing to slip in, past her defenses.
"Just wanted to.. remind you of how things really are, now."
Right after a yawn escapes her, and she scrunches up her face, eyes shutting.
She hears his movement with her perfect hearing; a feature meant for picking out enemies she needs to kill.
But when she is done with her yawn and her eyes are open, she sees the opposite of what she assumed.
Instead of standing up to go, and leave her be, the demon as indeed managed to bend himself down further, resting his arms on the bed, and then his head as well.
His gleaming red eyes, though, still look on at her.
"I'll try to remember that... So long as you try to keep in mind what I said a moment ago."
....
....
"Hmmm?" Mey Rin mumbles out, eyebrows going down in confusion.
The fog of sleep and heat exhaustion is growing to be too much.
She hears him sigh softly, and makes out as she looks over him moving a hand over to pat at her leg lightly.
"Nevermind. Just sleep, love."
"Mmn."
And the maid of Phantomhive drifts off.
Almost as if on command.
If your take on sliver ever met pebs I feel like she'd *immediately* start calling herself "Auntie Sliver". She just has that Cool Aunt vibe.
Cool aunt vibes is exactly the theme with which I tried to design her aside the whole time shenanigans!!
She'd love being a little menace to him if she could. If Sliver Of Straw was alive for it, she would have referred to him as "Pebby".
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I know it probably doesn’t rlly mean anything in canon but I think it’s soooooo very interesting to see that Mike (pretty much the main character of ROTI) got much sharper shapes and overall silhouette than Scott (the lead antagonist). Like I feel that had to have been somewhat intentional right??? Because the rude brash disgusting ugly asshole has really round shapes and the guy that tries so hard to come off as nice and genuine and good got aggressively sharp angles?? Yin and Yang called and they want their concept back
the feminine urge to not only make a Monica side blog but give Streber a beneath the trees where nobody sees verse 😔 vs my lazy ass and the hassle of making icons and no BTTWNS rpers 👁👄👁
it's already 8 pm??? on my one (1) day off???? Illegal.
oh believe me... with this weather, i wanted to