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"My thoughts will follow you into your dreams."
Prompts:
1.) minor injury.
2.) stargazing.
3.) picture prompt.
4.) sharing the same bed.
5.) text from last night.
6.) hit me with your best shot
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musebox - basil ( open post )
03 June 2023 @ 03:47 pm
basil ( open post )
"My thoughts will follow you into your dreams."
Prompts:
1.) minor injury.
2.) stargazing.
3.) picture prompt.
4.) sharing the same bed.
5.) text from last night.
6.) hit me with your best shot
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photographists on March 18th, 2025 05:16 am (UTC)( It's easier to be alone now, Basil always thinks. Making friends was always difficult for him, but his interaction with others now outside of Polly (and very seldomly Kel) oftentimes meant that something would go awry. He's been the target of bullying for so long that it can be difficult to assume that social interactions can go well. Perhaps he can be blamed for it, partially if only because he's become accustomed to assuming the worst from some of his peers.
It's why he's at the edge of the park now, attempting cowering away from one of the Hooligans. His entire body is tense, and his legs are shaking. Slowly, an arm moves upwards to nearly cover his face.
What's your problem, Basil? Calm down! )
P-Please, someone help!
It's why he's at the edge of the park now, attempting cowering away from one of the Hooligans. His entire body is tense, and his legs are shaking. Slowly, an arm moves upwards to nearly cover his face.
What's your problem, Basil? Calm down! )
P-Please, someone help!
[It's not every day you hear something like that in Faraway - help! Someone could be dying.
[Eren weighs whether or not to leave the slide and check. Someone could be dying, or someone could just be whining - getting the shit beaten out of them, or had something stolen...
[He slides lazily down, and he's about three feet too tall to be doing so. His long legs breach the mouth of the slide long before the rest of him. It's a little awkward crawling out.
[He doesn't even make it halfway to Basil before the little runts all scatter. He supposes they realize he's a lot scarier than they are. Without Aubrey there, they have no spine.
[He looks down at Basil, still cowering on the ground. He doesn't kneel down yet.]
Did they hurt you?
[Eren weighs whether or not to leave the slide and check. Someone could be dying, or someone could just be whining - getting the shit beaten out of them, or had something stolen...
[He slides lazily down, and he's about three feet too tall to be doing so. His long legs breach the mouth of the slide long before the rest of him. It's a little awkward crawling out.
[He doesn't even make it halfway to Basil before the little runts all scatter. He supposes they realize he's a lot scarier than they are. Without Aubrey there, they have no spine.
[He looks down at Basil, still cowering on the ground. He doesn't kneel down yet.]
Did they hurt you?
( He hears both footsteps approaching and leaving, and Basil hesitates to look for a moment until he hears Eren speak. Bright blue eyes peak upwards hesitantly, and he's still trembling a little. )
N... No. I'm okay.
( He bites his lower lip. They haven't really spoken before, but he knows who Eren is. )
Thank you... I don't know if they would have stopped if you hadn't come...
N... No. I'm okay.
( He bites his lower lip. They haven't really spoken before, but he knows who Eren is. )
Thank you... I don't know if they would have stopped if you hadn't come...