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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀❝ Take this to my 𝔾ℝ𝔸𝕍𝔼, @killjoydoll.bsky.social ❞🪽 A Shadow on the land of #𝓜𝑶𝑩𝑰𝑼𝑺 || A #ℕ𝔼𝕏𝕌𝕊۝ Shadow || MDNI
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tragicstripes.bsky.social
♋> It's certainly a struggle to do that lmao. But I shall be trying at least.
I always enjoy writing with you too

I'll be alright. Sees you laters 💖
tragicstripes.bsky.social
♋>Mhmm. Much appreciated

and same offer extends to you whenever you need 💖
tragicstripes.bsky.social
I was going to just disappear silently but that’s not fair to you all. So here’s my notice.

Love y’all 💖
tragicstripes.bsky.social
To occasional things, but I won’t be around much at all. Taking a step back a bit.

Whatever replies I DO make won’t be as long as they could be. I don’t have the mental capacity for that at the moment
tragicstripes.bsky.social
♋️> aight . Okay. Lemme just explain my situation before I go sleep

Im mentally doing pretty bad atm, worse than I thought I was. I won’t go into details, I’m not gonna just dump all that, but I will be going a semi-hiatus

Semi because I’ll still be around and lurking, replying +
tragicstripes.bsky.social
There’s not reaction to the covering, but he soundlessly takes the cup into his hands, just staring into the tinted water

“ Mhmm. . . “

That’s all he says.

He doesn’t even move to take a sip. Not yet at least
bunnyxxorchid.bsky.social
No need to fear!!! His favorite hybrid demon is here!!

She gently covers him in a warm blanket, then hands him a nice cup of tea.

“Careful, it’s still hot…”
tragicstripes.bsky.social
Attention caught and relocated from his spiralling, numbed mind. A welcomed distraction.
tragicstripes.bsky.social
Not even a chirp to the feeling of that buried face, just simply leaning further into the other. An ear flick to the broken silence, hums of a vaguely familiar melody replacing; a song he’s heard only once before in passing. But hearing from his comforter making it seem like an otherworldly tune.
true-blue-blur.bsky.social
An arm to hold him back. Progress, if even so small. The rustle of his tail swishing against the blanket and sheet, unable to contain his feelings how he normally did with ease while in this state. A measured movement to tilt his head down further, nuzzle his own face into the top of Shadow's quills
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chiitan.love
Chiitan has a dream.
I hope that one day the term LGBT will become a thing of the past.
I will continue to spread my message until we live in a world where everyone can love freely and is free from persecution and discrimination.
Until then, let's all support each other🤍
tragicstripes.bsky.social
Her touch, her presence, her voice, her sight, all becoming an anchor for Shadow to keep him in reality, keep him in this moment and this moment alone, prevent his mind from wandering.

" . . . Over. . .
Thank you. . . "

Eyes fixed on the pink hedgehog. Arms finally moving wrap around her.
tragicstripes.bsky.social
Time and patience appreciated, needed. A shuffle closer to his comforter, face burying within the crook of her neck. Shakey breath inhaled and exhaled .

He doesn't even know what his trife is. Yet here it is, hindering him. Crippling him.

Body shifts, position adjusted, his head to now lay and +
winterelegance.bsky.social
She's just patient.

Naturally giving all the time he needs as the feline held him close, a little quiet hum coming from her.

She didn't want to push.
tragicstripes.bsky.social
Arms just remaining upon his own lap, but his body inching closer as she pulls him in. No sounds, no reactions, no response from the ministrations, but all appreciated.
tragicstripes.bsky.social
Finally, a single arm to move and wrap around the body of his living pillow, loose and lazily
tragicstripes.bsky.social
Each ministration—while gaining no response externally—each action helped to soothe and comfort the innermost of Shadow’s body and mind. A silent presence to support him. Face nestled within dusty blue fur, the brushing of claws against his back like a soundless lullaby.
tragicstripes.bsky.social
Arms just remaining upon his own lap, but his body inching closer as she pulls him in. No sounds, no reactions, no response from the ministrations, but all appreciated.
winterelegance.bsky.social
By that point, Arisia held him close towards her. She leant down a little to plant a small kiss on the top of his head in silent reassurance before resting hers ontop, allowing her eyes to close.
tragicstripes.bsky.social
An offer taken as he begins to lean against her, head resting against her shoulder, glazed over eyes just staring at the ground below him.

Silent but appreciative
tragicstripes.bsky.social
Not much of a reaction, but his gaze meets her own, gently leaning into her touch.

“ . . . I don’t know. . . “

His own crackled voice just barely above a whisper. Arms wrapping tighter to hold her closer
tragicstripes.bsky.social
An offer taken as he begins to lean against her, head resting against her shoulder, glazed over eyes just staring at the ground below him.

Silent but appreciative
winterelegance.bsky.social
Quietly, she took a seat next to him.

No words whatsoever, Arisia draped an arm over his shoulder. Silently giving him the offer that he can lean against her, if he wanted to.
tragicstripes.bsky.social
No complaints. No resistance. Silently accepting the affection and embrace. His own head leaned to rest upon the soft chest of the one holding him, arms resting within his own lap.

No words said, but thankful for the support.