Couldnt Hurt To Try :)

Nagito and Mikan with a depressed s/o

Word count: 907

Authors notes: small content/trigger warning for mentions of suggesting (non-specific) medications in both. I do hope you enjoy!

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Nagito:

The days just blended together, night and day full of wishing you could do nothing but sleep.

Of course Nagito noticed very quickly that you were staying in bed longer each day. 

He also noticed your lack of  energy, regardless of how much you slept the night before

I personally believe that Nagito is also depressed but hides it fairly well, aside from his self-deprecation

He may also feel fairly hopeless (I feel like that’s the reason he looks so hard for hope everywhere around him, so maybe he’ll start feeling more hopeful and feel better-) but you’re important to him

He doesn’t want you to also go through that

He’d be conflicted between making you get out of bed, or letting you stay in bed for longer

He’d settle for having you get up, because he knows that laying in bed won’t make you feel better, you’re just more comfortable

“Love, it’s time to get up..”

“..I’m awake.” 

“Can you at least stand up and give me a hug?”

He knows you’d stand up to cuddle him, which he hopes is enough to make you feel even a little bit better

But if you feel bad enough, he wouldn’t hesitate to get you a good therapist

Only if you’re comfortable talking to one, that is

He doesn’t want to force you, but he’s got plenty of money so he doesn’t mind paying high prices for the best in the business if it means his partner can feel better about themselves

At the very least, he would remind you that you can always talk to him about anything

He also tries to tell you how much you mean to him and how much he loves you so you know that he cares about you

If he’s taking any medications for depression, he’d offer them to you, if you’re willing to take them

Like with his therapy offer, he doesn’t want to force you so if you tell him you don’t want to take meds, he’d completely drop the suggestion

If you *do* take the offer, however, he’d make sure to set reminders and get you a glass of water so you don’t forget to take them

If you’re feeling up for it, he’d take you on walks to  give you some sunshine and hopefully serotonin from the fresh air

If you were less energetic, but still wanted fresh air, he’d take you for a drive with the windows down

On really bad days, he’ll do his best to make you feel better, but will also give you alone time if that’s what you need

He still brings you water and food throughout the day, because he knows you will probably neglect those necessities, even if you want to be alone

At night he makes sure to hold you tight so you know he’ll do his very best to keep you safe from every- and any -thing, including your own mind

Overall, he would do anything to help you feel better

Mikan: 

You don’t want to worry her, but you’ve been feeling pretty down lately

She would also notice pretty quickly.

She’d see that you’ve been taking care of yourself less and that you don’t seem to be as upbeat as usual

Because of her medical knowledge, she would try to suggest medication, and would even give you a breakdown of how the meds work and how each one helps with different things

If you deny medicine, she would heavily suggest a therapist, instead

Honestly, she wouldn’t want you to know, but she cried when she found out that you were depressed

She often suggests you two should go out to get the mail or water the few plants outside just so you can both get a bit of vitamin d, without you having to overwork yourself to do so

If you asked her to do anything, she’d do it if it makes you happier; even if it’s just for a minute

She would take you to go see friends whenever you feel up for it, because she knows the social interaction might boost your serotonin levels

“Hey S/o, I know you said you have more energy today, would you, maybe... Want to hang out with Chiaki and I today?”

“Yeah. I guess we could do that. Chiaki’s pretty calm, usually.”

She would try to buy you small things like a few more plants to take care of, just so you don’t get bed sores from laying in bed all day 

(On a side note, please tell her you appreciate that she’s trying to help you feel better because she really just wants to see you be okay)

Even though she isn’t a therapist, she’d try to help you work out what might be causing you to be so down; whether that be something that’s upsetting you, or just a chemical imbalance, and do what she can to help accordingly

She’d make sure to remind you to take care of yourself and to remember how much she loves and cares about you

She would also hug you, sit on your bed and just rub your back on really tough days, letting you cry on her shoulder and vent it all out

And afterwards, she would always have a glass of water for you so your throat doesn’t hurt

She’d also let you cuddle with her for a bit, and maybe even take a nap together, afterwards

Sweet nothings escaped his lips. They were uttered in a hurry, frenzied by how little time he had, but he had nothing to fear. You were grateful for time you got to spend with him, no matter how short it might have been. Ray was busy. He was always busy with work. But, he would make a point of ensuring that a part of his day would bring him back to you. It was no surprise that he had devoted himself to working ahead of himself to be in your room right before the hour struck twelve. He wanted to be there with you on a day that was blessed. It was blessed to him as it was a day that you were brought into the world to exist.

"Today I'm grateful you're alive. I feel like I'm the luckiest man in the world because I get to be the first person to greet you on a day that is all about you. I'm honored. My heart is beating out of my chest the longer I think about the things I want to say to you on a day like today. A day as special as today. I want to see you smile. I want you to have the best day of your life. I want to give you the best day of your life. If I can grant your every wish today, my life will be worth it. Our life together will be worth it."

Ray's gloved hands were pressed against your face. He was holding your head up just enough that you could take a better look at him, and better yet, not look away. His dazzling eyes were quite enough to captivate you from the start. If he knew that, you didn't have a clue. What you did know is that there was a yearning inside of you that was growing just as quickly as his head.

"I never was one for birthdays. I don't think I could celebrate mine. It never feels like a happy occasion, but that's why I want you to feel like one. I want this to be your occasion of bliss and joy. I want this day to be yours. Yours and nobody else's. Tell me all of your deepest desires. What do you want? It doesn't matter if there is work waiting for me on my desk when I return, I will make sure your day is perfect."

The more time you spent with him, the more you became ensnared in those mint pools. In ways, it was intoxicating. You wanted more and more of it. It wouldn't be a stretch to say that he felt the same. A part of you couldn't bring yourself to admit you'd wished that you could submerse yourself in that pool.

"My God/dess. Say what you want and I will bring it to you. All I want to see is you happy. The smallest smile on your face will be the best gift that I could receive on a day like today. You are the reason I can dream of salvation and the sky. You are a gift to the world, and I don't intend to let you feel forgotten by the world. You are my world. You are my sky. You're my... You're mine. You are mine and I will cherish the ground you walk on until the day I die. Today is just another reminder. A reminder that I will always be happy to celebrate at your altar.*

His praise was gentle, and somehow, his yearning was stronger. Normally, there was hesitance in his voice as his insecurities ate away at him, but today, there was none of that. There was only a look in his eyes that said that he would not be deterred.

Maybe today didn't mean that much to you. Maybe today wasn't a good day because birthdays were always a mixed bag. Maybe today was a good day because it was a day all about you. Ray couldn't say he knew about whatever was running through your mind, but he knew things about you that nobody else did, but that didn't mean he knew you as well as you knew yourself. Those were the things he wanted to know more than anything.

If he could know everything, it would be impossible for people to wrench him away from you.

If you were glued to the hip joint, nothing could tear you apart. That was what he was thinking. It didn't take rocket science to figure that out from the look in his eyes.

Frankly, there were no material possessions in the world you could think of. You knew if you named anything, he would find a way to make it happen. He was that kind of person. It didn't matter if you asked for a cake that was seventeen tiers. Ray was the kind of person who wanted to make sure you got exactly what you wanted.

There were no objects of your desire you wanted to have. The reality was that nothing interested you as a present. There were plenty of things you could've named. Between practical and personal enjoyment, there were a lot of things in the world that were nice. But, would they have meant anything? Would those things make you feel complete? Why would you want anything when you already had somebody in your life who was everything you could have ever wanted?

What more could you want?

"I want you, Ray," you whispered.

"I'm yours," he said. That euphoric looking his eyes made you feel complete. It didn't matter if it was twisted or if the world didn't understand a single word of it. "Happy birthday, my flower. If that is your wish, I will do my best to be a gift worth your time."

unfriendly reminder to draw people of color’s face shape/skin tone/hair type the way that it is and do not change their traits because it “doesn’t work with your art style”

if your art style “doesn’t work” with people of color fucking change it

Imma do this because I’m fucking bored.

What’s your url?

Now take away any and all numbers (1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,0), take away the letters F, Z, M, Q, L, H, B, T, P, E, A, Y, S, B, D, and X, take away all dashes (-),

What’s your new fucked up version of your url?

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Hiraeth (Seven x MC)

Hello! So…this is my first Mystic Messenger fanfic and the first part of my word series, which is basically just where I find an unusual word and make a fanfic out of it. Easy as pie! If you like what you read, feel free to send a request.

Right, on to the fanfic! Enjoy!

WARNINGS:

Contains spoilers for Seven’s route and Secret Endings

Strong language

References to child abuse (only hints, nothing explicit)

NOTES:

Slightly angsty with poofs of fluff :3

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Clingy Shuichi headcanons

Word count: 358

Authors note: Aaa clingy Shuichi is one of my favorite things so I really enjoyed writing this (Even I wish it were longer but I wasn’t sure how to do that without droning on) I hope you enjoy, though!

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Shuichi is definitely nervous to show PDA or even hug in public so usually when you’re out of the house the most that happens is he’ll hold your hand or maybe lay his head on your shoulder.

Not because he doesn’t want to, he just gets embarrassed to do that in front of others

He gets flustered very easily so if you kissed him in public he’d probably blush like crazy and go on autopilot for like 5 minutes afterwards

But when you two are at home or in private you can barely even breathe

He will almost constantly be holding you, kissing you, hugging from behind, nestling his head in the crook of your neck, and many other ways of (quite literally) clinging to you

He just really wants you to know how much he loves you and actions speak louder than words to him

He’s like a cat, honestly

If you’re sitting on the couch, he’ll flop down next to you and lay his head on your shoulder or lap

He’d try to let you have  personal space but if you’re also clingy or don’t mind having the constant attention from him, he’d go as far as sitting in your lap when you’re working or doing schoolwork

But he would really only do that if you guys have been apart for the day, unless you asked him to, of course

Don’t even get me STARTED on sleeping with this boy

Not like that.

You’d fall asleep normally cuddling, with just his arms wrapped around you, and wake up with his head on your chest, his legs intertwined with yours and his arms snaked around you, holding your hands

You’d probably be impressed and honored if it wasn’t so HOT

Like his body heat probably doubles when you guys lay like that

At least he’s comfy though

And he likes to cuddle for a few minutes before starting the day, and will often account for that

If he needs to wake up early for something, he’d probably set an alarm 10 minutes earlier than he needs just so he can get some extra conscious cuddle time 

the suffering never ends

I got orange, and I feel like you actually dipped into my head to describe me 

take my quiz if you want to feel sad about yourself

there are ten results, all colours, and no pop culture questions whatsoever.

you know that character you love so much? (you know – the one from that movie you always watch when you’re feeling sad the one from that show you’ve seen so many times you can quote the episodes the one from that book or comic you’ve read more times than you can count) think about how much you resonate with them how they’re like a mirror image to the way you see yourself how they empathize with pieces of your soul in ways that a real life human cannot how they feel like a representation of you you see so much of yourself in them and you love them so much so why can’t you love you too?  if you can find it in you  to look past their flaws  and see gold shining in their cracks maybe you can do the same for yourself after all if your favorite character is a reflection of you, and you love them more than words can say maybe its possible for you to love you too

(cc, 2020)

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