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aw for once in his life akito is being caring, and not a Hater

i have never read waiting for godot but my good dear friend loves it so i know some about it and i bought her a copy. u talking about it a lot makes me think of my buddy. so thanks :-)

aw. gay!

#this is sweet.

walks over from the stalls to Red with arms full - cradling an adopted Squirtle in the crook of one arm and clutching a Net Ball in his hand that holds the Magikarp he won, and in the other arm, a pair of Roller Skates and the associated protective gear. he feels as goofy as he looks, don't worry.

He grins. Out of the two of them it looks like Mewtwo got the most out of his festival.

'Wow. You did great. Squirtle looks healthy too. Gonna raise it?'

#telekinetiq #this is sweet.

i am the radiance and i loved the hollow knight. there was nothing wrong with our relationship.

i never hated them, not once. i suppose it makes sense to think that i would - i hated two things, wyrm and void, and they were both - but i never blamed them for the actions their father took. the only person i resented so was the pale wyrm himself. everyone else involved was just dragged into it, whether they were happy with the plan or not, and the vessels had the least choice of all. i never wished on them what i wished on the pale one.

once we were actually sealed together, i was ecstatic (more so than i would like to admit) at the opportunity to be able to talk to and interact with a real living bug normally, and i refused to let my biases ruin it. not to mention we were intended to be stuck in that temple together forever, and if i have to spend eternity alone with one other person, i might as well try to bond with them, right?

i never tormented or tortured them, i never even considered it. it took some time to get them to speak to me, but eventually they did, and we started growing closer. at the time, we weren't thinking of anything romantic (and with the power i held over them, i wouldn't have even considered it), we were just making the best of an...unfortunate situation, to say the least of it. only after my death and subsequent resurrection as a mortal moth put us on more equal footing did we start to reflect on our relationship as one that could be something different.

i usually keep this to myself and my kin friends since "radihollow is unhealthy and toxic and abusive!" and i'm not going to sit here and get shit from people for something i can't control, but i'm not going to be ashamed about it either. the circumstances of canon were not the circumstances of my canon. i know what we were like better than anyone else does. i love them with my whole heart and i always will.

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Verona is exceptionally well-worn from their travels. If she'd any inclination the younger would give her own wayward warrior's spirit a run for its money she would have better prepared. She practically DEFLATES against the smaller , resting against him as she watches dusk turn to evening ( thankfully she'd cast off her armor otherwise they'd both be toppled ). She doesn't say anything - really , she can't - and instead soaks up this quiet moment , watching the moon and stars , dozing off--

♕ - He finds no issue as they come to another bumbling style of gathering their energy and rejuvenating by bringing a wise pause to their journey. Limits are retained for a reason, the very life giving reminders that everything requires a moment to rest and recharge. So what better way to capture that moment then underneath the ever expanding blanket of stars? Before them remains a distinct picture of countless worlds, people embodied by the stars, an image of hope and call to adventure if he ever saw it. To think they’d have the honor of having an element be so commonplace.

Not that he has any of the time to appreciate such.

Instead Sora’s position would find himself barreled by (and kind of underneath) the woman who seldom knows the meaning of ‘pause’ when she finds herself in the zone. Yet he picks apart this moment from others, discerning how her weight particularly doesn’t hold that credible line of balance as it normally does as she pull his leg. That alone keeps the mock annoyance off of his face, eyes flickered with genuine concern in it’s stead. “Verona?” One of his hands is placed upon her back, careful of her figure, keeping her steadied while ensuring he’s firm enough for her to seek refuge upon. “Veronaaaa-- Did things really get’cha that beat today? You..” A thoughtful pause strikes him once he comes to hear it.

Silence. A tender quiet combined with subtle noise of her offering trust in the form of her drifting away without a care in the world. Part of him couldn’t help being quietly amused once realization stirs. Any questions are drawn to a standstill while bringing himself to draw his entire arm around her shoulders, keeping her pressed close to him in a form of support while letting the lack of words speak for them instead. He’ll be the one that remains vigilant over her peace instead, enjoying the simple pleasures of nature as a soft smile settles upon his face.