#yourdearhart

[starblossomed]

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“ turn the pain into power. ” (for Haru) ( @yourdearhart​ )

“Is that what you did?”

Brow raised curiously towards the deer that stood besides her, gently blowing into her hands. It was slightly colder today and it was evident enough in how bundled up she was.  Haru let out a soft sigh as she moved her hands from her face and stuffed them back into her jacket pockets.

“If you use all your pain up, then what are you left with? It’s good to be powerful and all, but...--”

Small hum escaped her lips as she swayed from side to side, silently enjoying his company once more. It’d been far too long since they last spoke like this, so naturally she wanted to enjoy the time a little while longer. Who knew when he would decide to up and leave all over again.

“I think if you use it all up then you can never grow. Sometimes the painful stuff is good to just stay painful rather than trying to turn it into something else. Power is good, but so is growth.”

[the-yeen-queen]

( @yourdearhart Continued from here. ) There were no words for the depth of hatred Lex had felt towards her mother ever since discovering what had transpired while she was called back to fulfill her obligations with the Waraigumi. It didn’t matter that Madam Hatsune had no possibly way of knowing what would happen ... it didn’t matter that it was true that the gang still needed her, as Second-and-Command. All that did matter was that in doing so, she had utterly and completely failed to be at Louis’ side when he would have needed her the most. How much of this could have been prevented if she had just brushed her mother off? Would Ibuki still be alive? Would Louis be uninjured? Logically, she knew that she was being irrational, and that all of this was coming from a place of hurt, but ... anger was easier than confronting the pain and fear. At least for now. She wasn’t sure how long that would hold once she laid eyes on him for the first time since before this all happened. It had been no small task tracking down what hospital he ended up in, but after hours of driving around, she had finally found the right one. One visitor’s pass obtained later and she was on the floor of his hospital room, steeling herself as she drew nearer and nearer to his door. Standing in front of it for several uncertain moments, she rested her palm on its cold surface before finally mustering the courage to push it open and step inside. And sure enough, there he was. And he was ... studying? In his condition? God, even after something like this, he was still as stubborn as ever. He hadn’t yet looked up from his books and notes, which afforded her a few seconds more to compose herself before speaking up. Something about seeing him like that already made her throat feel like it was closing up and her eyes sting. She swallowed hard. “...I take my eyes off you for just a few days, and look what happens.” Even this weak attempt at humor felt hollow. Everything just felt ... wrong. And no amount of attempted normalcy could set it right again. She stood there, frozen, with a paper gift bag held between her hands.

[wolfgrit]

   Heaven knows that this moment of bliss won’t last as she stretches her arms out and allows the wind to carry her, maintaining a steady enough balance with her bicycle as she pedals beneath a row of cherry blossom trees. Paris always looked best during Spring and by waking up early Juno took the opportunity to toss in her sketchbook into the basket of her bicycle to begin a day’s journey outside. What she didn’t expect as she took a detour into the more scenic routes of the city that the calm before the storm would end so soon.

    Lilac eyes snap open at the sound of a car stopping abruptly as it blares its horns and without much hope of stopping considering the small incline, but an incline nonetheless helping her pick up speed she grabs the handle bars and attempts to swerve away rather poorly. In her panic she collides with the front side of the vehicle and she’s on the floor thankfully without much injury other than a possible scrape on the knee or elbow.

    Crap! Juno jumps up. She bows apologetically, not paying much mind to whoever’s behind the dark glass other than having disrupted someone’s day. “ Sorry! I’ll get out of your hair right away! ” By Rex how embarrassing! She begins gathering her belongings, at least what has managed to spill out of her messenger bag and her bicycle’s basket. Walking over to pick up her sketchbook and dust it off.

@yourdearhart​ !

[agaata-a]

continued from here  & /  @yourdearhart​

it was  PITIFUL  of him,  standing here with  minor  to  no  wounds while the boss was sitting on the ground in pain.  he was brought there to help louis,  not be completely useless  --  granted in their fight,  he was good at being anything but useless . . . but that didn’t change the fact as follows;  he was too distracted in his own scuffle to keep an eye on the one that he’d meant to protect. now he was stuck, staring down at the other with regret present on his face. just as louis was no doctor,  clearly he wasn’t either,  but he’d survived more than a few bullet wounds in his life,  it all had to amount to something, right?

      by no means was he blind to the reason louis wanted to keep him at such a distance;  not many herbivores would feel comforted by the presence of a feline carnivore while they were bleeding profusely.   ❝  yea,  but  ---  ❞    (   can you walk?   )  asking something like that of the boss was foolish,  the answer would always be a firm yes.  even if he was physically unable to walk,  he didn’t doubt that the deer would put his all into trying just to prove a point.   ❝  i can he . . . lp.  ❞  the lion’s words come out slow,  his eyes trained on the wound on his leg.  watching him peel the fabric of his pants away from his leg   would   have been painful to watch  --  if he wasn’t a carnivore. 

shaking the thought from his head,  he knew that if he showed his thoughts blatantly on his face there was absolutely no way that the other would allow him to help. stepping closer,  agata held his breath momentarily as he crouched down next to louis.  ❝  let’s go then.  ❞  going against everything that the boss had told him,  he held his hand out.  it would have been too bold if he’d just grabbed the deer,  but he was at least going to prove that he was still adamant on helping him. 

[nouveaunovelist]

there’s nothing fun to do when you stop being a crime boy

based on a discord conversation with @yourdearhart

[eighthwcnder]

@yourdearhart​ | continued.

     ❝ you’re just ONE person! one! and as much as you want to believe you         can do everything by yourself, you CAN’T! ❞

their relationship was indeed an odd one ... one she thinks about often. but even that aside, she knows how he tries to push himself. how he tries to take the brunt of everything all on his own. people need help. everyone does. and she wants to help him. somehow. in any way she can! she does ... still care for him, after all. the rabbit looks down for a moment, a soft sigh passing her lips. 

      ❝ everyone can and will break under pressure. and you’re not immune          to that, louis. ❞

[ordnrylove]

@yourdearhart​ asked nightmare (Hi, welcome to the Beastars RPC!)

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“NO!!”

       The protest left her mouth and jerked her out of the horrible world she was trapped in. Her eyes were still squeezed shut as she thrashed and kicked her foot out hard, connecting it with something near her. The grunt of her assailant should have satisfied her but it was too familiar. 

       Her ears perked as her eyes slowly opened to see his concerned face. Rare for him. Sometimes it seemed like he wore the expression of stone. Louis. Passionate, steady, and strong. Her heart was slamming in her chest like she’d ran a marathon in her sleep. It’s rise and fall was rapid even in her pause to see him.

       “Louis.” She wrapped her arms around him and clung to him quickly. The rhythm of her heart pulsed through her. Even though she knew she was awake she was still frightened. “It was..” She tried to explain but it left her so quickly. The harder she tried to chase the nightmare in her head the further it ran from her. Each breath against him slowed and she turned her head to the curl of his neck. It seemed stupid now, that she reacted like that. 

       “It seems like we’re taking turns.” Haru mumbled. She wasn’t the only one that had nightmares between them.           

[haruhunted]

(@yourdearhart​) ex-love liked for a starter

“Oh.” Haru sighed, feigning disinterest. “Hi Louis.”