to reset or face the truth.

𝐈. 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐘 .

chipped nail polish. glitter highlights. tall trees with smooth bark. tangled hair. the taste of cinnamon sugar. talking too loud and too fast. overgrown flowers in your hair. crumbling buildings. reclaimed by nature. flirting. walking home at 3am with no coat. platonic hand-holding. blowing smoke out of your nose. dragonfly wings. chaotic good. freckles. fairy rings. secret meetings. gender nonconformity. leather. smudged eyeliner. forbidden fruit.

𝐈𝐈. 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐏𝐄𝐑 .

computer errors. a shiver down your spine. haunting beauty. hard liquor. crowns of thorns. shadowed alleyways. decaying plant matter. shattered mirrors and broken glass. corrupted memories. stopped clocks. the scent of stale cigarettes. tattered black hoodies. walking your friends home. the crescent moon. the sea. a graveyard on a foggy day. cold rings on cold fingers. absolution. looking out the window of an airplane. soft kisses.

𝐈𝐈𝐈. 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇 .

graffiti. pretending to know what you’re doing. worn paperback books. growing up too fast. parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme. lace and combat boots. moth wings. candles on every surface. a weathered deck of cards. turning the music up. fireflies in jars. calloused fingers. drawing on your skin. sunlight filtering through clouds. petrichor. a dying rose in a jar. wearing a crystal pendant. illusions and spells. black cats. mint gum. chapped lips. dirt under your fingernails. the cycle of life and death.

𝐈𝐕. 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐋𝐅 .

murders of crows. frost-bitten leaves. wolves howling at midnight. knocking on your door. leaving food out for stray animals. the twang of an acoustic guitar. honey. tiny red buds on trees. claw marks on the walls. golden eyes. slightly too long stubble. sharp canines. soft, thick fur. hunger. a small cottage in the middle of the woods. knitted fingerless gloves. sleeping on the forest floor. always finding your way back home.

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𝐈. 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐘 .

chipped nail polish. glitter highlights. tall trees with smooth bark. tangled hair. the taste of cinnamon sugar. talking too loud and too fast. overgrown flowers in your hair. crumbling buildings. reclaimed by nature. flirting. walking home at 3am with no coat. platonic hand-holding. blowing smoke out of your nose. dragonfly wings. chaotic good. freckles. fairy rings. secret meetings. gender nonconformity. leather. smudged eyeliner. forbidden fruit.

𝐈𝐈. 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐏𝐄𝐑 .

computer errors. a shiver down your spine. haunting beauty. hard liquor. crowns of thorns. shadowed alleyways. decaying plant matter. shattered mirrors and broken glass. corrupted memories. stopped clocks. the scent of stale cigarettes. tattered black hoodies. walking your friends home. the crescent moon. the sea. a graveyard on a foggy day. cold rings on cold fingers. absolution. looking out the window of an airplane. soft kisses.

𝐈𝐈𝐈. 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇 .

graffiti. pretending to know what you’re doing. worn paperback books. growing up too fast. parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme. lace and combat boots. moth wings. candles on every surface. a weathered deck of cards. turning the music up. fireflies in jars. calloused fingers. drawing on your skin. sunlight filtering through clouds. petrichor. a dying rose in a jar. wearing a crystal pendant. illusions and spells. black cats. mint gum. chapped lips. dirt under your fingernails. the cycle of life and death.

𝐈𝐕. 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐋𝐅 .

As soon as she was kicked, she let out a very undignified yelp of pain, falling backwards, before sitting up and continuing to cry.

“Y-You didn’t have to hit me that hard! I thought humans were supposed to be generous towards goddesses! Why can’t you just spare a little bit of money for me?!” Her voice was far more whiny than any “dignified goddess’s” voice should ever be.

“Y-You’re just a jerk! Just you wait, divine punishment is coming your way for being so rude to a goddess!”

                  ❝ ... I WANTED you to let go . ❞ she didn’t see anything wrong with her actions , nor the force of them . no response at all , verbally or otherwise , to the mention of divine punishment . with how homura’s life had went , there was no truth to be found in the tales of gods or goddesses .

                     after all , if they existed , surely her tale of tragedy wouldn’t have been so cruel . 

                ❝ I DON’T HAVE any more money on me , anyway . there’s nothing i can give you even if you weren’t the most pathetic idiot i’ve ever seen . i’m FOURTEEN -- i’m not old enough to have a job &&. i spent all the allowance my parents gave me . ❞

As soon as the girl starts to leave, this grown woman falls to the ground and grabs onto the girl’s ankle, crying like a toddler who’s throwing a tantrum over not getting her way.

“W-Wait! Please! Just a little money, I beg you! I’d even take just enough to buy a snack! I just need something! Please!”

                   ❝ --- ?? ❞ shock was evident on homura’s typically stoic demeanor as she’d turn , beginning to move her leg as much as she can in an attempt to get the other off of her . ❝ TCH, NO GODDESS would be this pitiful ! let me go --! ❞ 

                 thankfully , it wouldn’t take her long to come up with a plan . with a small flash of purple magic emanating from her ring finger , her free foot would transform into her magical attire , granting her access to the only thing she could consider a weapon on her at the moment .

“Donations are slow this month, okay?! It’s not my fault all my followers aren’t sending all their money to me like they used to!”

“Besides, I’m not asking for all your money! I just want enough to get food! And alcohol!” 

                    ❝ WELL , isn’t that just a shame . ❞ with that , she stands up , clearly annoyed that the end of her meal had to be interrupted . it wasn’t like she had anything to give the other , anyway . dramatically flipping her hair , she’d turn on her heel to begin walking away .

                           WELL , THIS WAS CERTAINLY INTERESTING . in most timelines kyoko sakura didn’t turn out to be too much of a nuisance , but she seemed particularly interested in sayaka’s affairs . especially someone who spent so much time insisting they didn’t care about the other one bit . homura kept an eye on the situation from a distance , finding herself unable not to step in after sayaka &&. madoka took their leave .