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[which should not be as terrifying as it is. Even looking at the dust just gives him bad memories, grian’s laugh ringing in his ears as his hands twitch and screams replay in his head]

[that was on the impossible Minecraft server though! This is hermitcraft, he’s safe here]

[plus, it’s not like he’ll get any better by avoiding it. And he has to get better at it, if he wants impulse to finally be proud of it. He has to be good, perfect even. He wants him to be proud]

oh! helios!

[he blinks a few times, offering a smile as he straightens up again, most eyes closing, hands still trembling as he tucks them in his pockets]

[He's not at all startled by the eyes, why would he be? He tilts his head as he looks at Skizz's hands]

[he does his best to laugh but all it does is remind him of the one still ringing in his ears]

having a minute

[he corrects]

guess i do. sorry kid

[he sighs and opens the chest again. yep nevermind not doing that. he closes it again]

[he sighs]

in one server, it electrocuted you. i got stuck on it for a while

[his hand taps the chest a couple times, thinking]]

[he moves away from the chest and just gives him a smile, ruffling his hair]

[he says, moving to look at the other's wings. he stretches one out with gentle hands and smiles]

[he pats the other's shoulder]

theyll probably feel wrong for a while. im sorry kid. you dont deserve this

[He admits, it's the first time he's truly spoken about it. Skizz never asked, not that he would've answered though]

[his voice is quiet]

[he finds that curious but doesn’t push further]

[which should not be as terrifying as it is. Even looking at the dust just gives him bad memories, grian’s laugh ringing in his ears as his hands twitch and screams replay in his head]

[that was on the impossible Minecraft server though! This is hermitcraft, he’s safe here]

[plus, it’s not like he’ll get any better by avoiding it. And he has to get better at it, if he wants impulse to finally be proud of it. He has to be good, perfect even. He wants him to be proud]

oh! helios!

[he blinks a few times, offering a smile as he straightens up again, most eyes closing, hands still trembling as he tucks them in his pockets]

[He's not at all startled by the eyes, why would he be? He tilts his head as he looks at Skizz's hands]

[he does his best to laugh but all it does is remind him of the one still ringing in his ears]

having a minute

[he corrects]

guess i do. sorry kid

[he sighs and opens the chest again. yep nevermind not doing that. he closes it again]

[he sighs]

in one server, it electrocuted you. i got stuck on it for a while

[his hand taps the chest a couple times, thinking]]

[he moves away from the chest and just gives him a smile, ruffling his hair]

[he says, moving to look at the other's wings. he stretches one out with gentle hands and smiles]

[he pats the other's shoulder]

theyll probably feel wrong for a while. im sorry kid. you dont deserve this

[He admits, it's the first time he's truly spoken about it. Skizz never asked, not that he would've answered though]

[his voice is quiet]

[he finds that curious but doesn’t push further]

[which should not be as terrifying as it is. Even looking at the dust just gives him bad memories, grian’s laugh ringing in his ears as his hands twitch and screams replay in his head]

[that was on the impossible Minecraft server though! This is hermitcraft, he’s safe here]

[plus, it’s not like he’ll get any better by avoiding it. And he has to get better at it, if he wants impulse to finally be proud of it. He has to be good, perfect even. He wants him to be proud]

oh! helios!

[he blinks a few times, offering a smile as he straightens up again, most eyes closing, hands still trembling as he tucks them in his pockets]

[He's not at all startled by the eyes, why would he be? He tilts his head as he looks at Skizz's hands]

[he does his best to laugh but all it does is remind him of the one still ringing in his ears]

having a minute

[he corrects]

guess i do. sorry kid

[he sighs and opens the chest again. yep nevermind not doing that. he closes it again]

[he sighs]

in one server, it electrocuted you. i got stuck on it for a while

[his hand taps the chest a couple times, thinking]]

[he moves away from the chest and just gives him a smile, ruffling his hair]

[he says, moving to look at the other's wings. he stretches one out with gentle hands and smiles]

[he pats the other's shoulder]

theyll probably feel wrong for a while. im sorry kid. you dont deserve this

[He admits, it's the first time he's truly spoken about it. Skizz never asked, not that he would've answered though]

[his voice is quiet]

[he finds that curious but doesn’t push further]

[which should not be as terrifying as it is. Even looking at the dust just gives him bad memories, grian’s laugh ringing in his ears as his hands twitch and screams replay in his head]

[that was on the impossible Minecraft server though! This is hermitcraft, he’s safe here]

[plus, it’s not like he’ll get any better by avoiding it. And he has to get better at it, if he wants impulse to finally be proud of it. He has to be good, perfect even. He wants him to be proud]

oh! helios!

[he blinks a few times, offering a smile as he straightens up again, most eyes closing, hands still trembling as he tucks them in his pockets]

[He's not at all startled by the eyes, why would he be? He tilts his head as he looks at Skizz's hands]

[he does his best to laugh but all it does is remind him of the one still ringing in his ears]

having a minute

[he corrects]

guess i do. sorry kid

[he sighs and opens the chest again. yep nevermind not doing that. he closes it again]

[he sighs]

in one server, it electrocuted you. i got stuck on it for a while

[his hand taps the chest a couple times, thinking]]

[he moves away from the chest and just gives him a smile, ruffling his hair]

[he says, moving to look at the other's wings. he stretches one out with gentle hands and smiles]

[he pats the other's shoulder]

theyll probably feel wrong for a while. im sorry kid. you dont deserve this

[He admits, it's the first time he's truly spoken about it. Skizz never asked, not that he would've answered though]

[his voice is quiet]

[he finds that curious but doesn’t push further]

[which should not be as terrifying as it is. Even looking at the dust just gives him bad memories, grian’s laugh ringing in his ears as his hands twitch and screams replay in his head]

[that was on the impossible Minecraft server though! This is hermitcraft, he’s safe here]

[plus, it’s not like he’ll get any better by avoiding it. And he has to get better at it, if he wants impulse to finally be proud of it. He has to be good, perfect even. He wants him to be proud]

oh! helios!

[he blinks a few times, offering a smile as he straightens up again, most eyes closing, hands still trembling as he tucks them in his pockets]

[He's not at all startled by the eyes, why would he be? He tilts his head as he looks at Skizz's hands]

[he does his best to laugh but all it does is remind him of the one still ringing in his ears]

having a minute

[he corrects]

guess i do. sorry kid

[he sighs and opens the chest again. yep nevermind not doing that. he closes it again]

[he sighs]

in one server, it electrocuted you. i got stuck on it for a while

[his hand taps the chest a couple times, thinking]]

[he moves away from the chest and just gives him a smile, ruffling his hair]

[he says, moving to look at the other's wings. he stretches one out with gentle hands and smiles]

[he pats the other's shoulder]

theyll probably feel wrong for a while. im sorry kid. you dont deserve this

[He admits, it's the first time he's truly spoken about it. Skizz never asked, not that he would've answered though]

[his voice is quiet]

[he finds that curious but doesn’t push further]

[which should not be as terrifying as it is. Even looking at the dust just gives him bad memories, grian’s laugh ringing in his ears as his hands twitch and screams replay in his head]

[that was on the impossible Minecraft server though! This is hermitcraft, he’s safe here]

[plus, it’s not like he’ll get any better by avoiding it. And he has to get better at it, if he wants impulse to finally be proud of it. He has to be good, perfect even. He wants him to be proud]

oh! helios!

[he blinks a few times, offering a smile as he straightens up again, most eyes closing, hands still trembling as he tucks them in his pockets]

[He's not at all startled by the eyes, why would he be? He tilts his head as he looks at Skizz's hands]

[he does his best to laugh but all it does is remind him of the one still ringing in his ears]

having a minute

[he corrects]

guess i do. sorry kid

[he sighs and opens the chest again. yep nevermind not doing that. he closes it again]

[he sighs]

in one server, it electrocuted you. i got stuck on it for a while

[his hand taps the chest a couple times, thinking]]

[he moves away from the chest and just gives him a smile, ruffling his hair]

[he says, moving to look at the other's wings. he stretches one out with gentle hands and smiles]

[he pats the other's shoulder]

theyll probably feel wrong for a while. im sorry kid. you dont deserve this

[He admits, it's the first time he's truly spoken about it. Skizz never asked, not that he would've answered though]

[his voice is quiet]

[he finds that curious but doesn’t push further]

[which should not be as terrifying as it is. Even looking at the dust just gives him bad memories, grian’s laugh ringing in his ears as his hands twitch and screams replay in his head]

[that was on the impossible Minecraft server though! This is hermitcraft, he’s safe here]

[plus, it’s not like he’ll get any better by avoiding it. And he has to get better at it, if he wants impulse to finally be proud of it. He has to be good, perfect even. He wants him to be proud]

oh! helios!

[he blinks a few times, offering a smile as he straightens up again, most eyes closing, hands still trembling as he tucks them in his pockets]

[He's not at all startled by the eyes, why would he be? He tilts his head as he looks at Skizz's hands]

[he does his best to laugh but all it does is remind him of the one still ringing in his ears]

having a minute

[he corrects]

guess i do. sorry kid

[he sighs and opens the chest again. yep nevermind not doing that. he closes it again]

[he sighs]

in one server, it electrocuted you. i got stuck on it for a while

[his hand taps the chest a couple times, thinking]]

[he moves away from the chest and just gives him a smile, ruffling his hair]

[he says, moving to look at the other's wings. he stretches one out with gentle hands and smiles]

[he pats the other's shoulder]

theyll probably feel wrong for a while. im sorry kid. you dont deserve this

[He admits, it's the first time he's truly spoken about it. Skizz never asked, not that he would've answered though]

[his voice is quiet]

[he finds that curious but doesn’t push further]

[which should not be as terrifying as it is. Even looking at the dust just gives him bad memories, grian’s laugh ringing in his ears as his hands twitch and screams replay in his head]

[that was on the impossible Minecraft server though! This is hermitcraft, he’s safe here]

[plus, it’s not like he’ll get any better by avoiding it. And he has to get better at it, if he wants impulse to finally be proud of it. He has to be good, perfect even. He wants him to be proud]

oh! helios!

[he blinks a few times, offering a smile as he straightens up again, most eyes closing, hands still trembling as he tucks them in his pockets]

[He's not at all startled by the eyes, why would he be? He tilts his head as he looks at Skizz's hands]

[he does his best to laugh but all it does is remind him of the one still ringing in his ears]

having a minute

[he corrects]

guess i do. sorry kid

[he sighs and opens the chest again. yep nevermind not doing that. he closes it again]

[he sighs]

in one server, it electrocuted you. i got stuck on it for a while

[his hand taps the chest a couple times, thinking]]

[he moves away from the chest and just gives him a smile, ruffling his hair]

[he says, moving to look at the other's wings. he stretches one out with gentle hands and smiles]

[he pats the other's shoulder]

theyll probably feel wrong for a while. im sorry kid. you dont deserve this

[He admits, it's the first time he's truly spoken about it. Skizz never asked, not that he would've answered though]

[his voice is quiet]

[he finds that curious but doesn’t push further]

[which should not be as terrifying as it is. Even looking at the dust just gives him bad memories, grian’s laugh ringing in his ears as his hands twitch and screams replay in his head]

[that was on the impossible Minecraft server though! This is hermitcraft, he’s safe here]

[plus, it’s not like he’ll get any better by avoiding it. And he has to get better at it, if he wants impulse to finally be proud of it. He has to be good, perfect even. He wants him to be proud]

oh! helios!

[he blinks a few times, offering a smile as he straightens up again, most eyes closing, hands still trembling as he tucks them in his pockets]

[He's not at all startled by the eyes, why would he be? He tilts his head as he looks at Skizz's hands]

[he does his best to laugh but all it does is remind him of the one still ringing in his ears]

having a minute

[he corrects]

guess i do. sorry kid

[he sighs and opens the chest again. yep nevermind not doing that. he closes it again]

[he sighs]

in one server, it electrocuted you. i got stuck on it for a while

[his hand taps the chest a couple times, thinking]]

[he moves away from the chest and just gives him a smile, ruffling his hair]

[he says, moving to look at the other's wings. he stretches one out with gentle hands and smiles]

[he pats the other's shoulder]

theyll probably feel wrong for a while. im sorry kid. you dont deserve this

[He admits, it's the first time he's truly spoken about it. Skizz never asked, not that he would've answered though]

[his voice is quiet]

[he finds that curious but doesn’t push further]

[which should not be as terrifying as it is. Even looking at the dust just gives him bad memories, grian’s laugh ringing in his ears as his hands twitch and screams replay in his head]

[that was on the impossible Minecraft server though! This is hermitcraft, he’s safe here]

[plus, it’s not like he’ll get any better by avoiding it. And he has to get better at it, if he wants impulse to finally be proud of it. He has to be good, perfect even. He wants him to be proud]

oh! helios!

[he blinks a few times, offering a smile as he straightens up again, most eyes closing, hands still trembling as he tucks them in his pockets]

[He's not at all startled by the eyes, why would he be? He tilts his head as he looks at Skizz's hands]

[he does his best to laugh but all it does is remind him of the one still ringing in his ears]

having a minute

[he corrects]

guess i do. sorry kid

[he sighs and opens the chest again. yep nevermind not doing that. he closes it again]

[he sighs]

in one server, it electrocuted you. i got stuck on it for a while

[his hand taps the chest a couple times, thinking]]

[he moves away from the chest and just gives him a smile, ruffling his hair]

[he says, moving to look at the other's wings. he stretches one out with gentle hands and smiles]

[he pats the other's shoulder]

theyll probably feel wrong for a while. im sorry kid. you dont deserve this

[He admits, it's the first time he's truly spoken about it. Skizz never asked, not that he would've answered though]

[his voice is quiet]

[he finds that curious but doesn’t push further]

[which should not be as terrifying as it is. Even looking at the dust just gives him bad memories, grian’s laugh ringing in his ears as his hands twitch and screams replay in his head]

[that was on the impossible Minecraft server though! This is hermitcraft, he’s safe here]

[plus, it’s not like he’ll get any better by avoiding it. And he has to get better at it, if he wants impulse to finally be proud of it. He has to be good, perfect even. He wants him to be proud]

oh! helios!

[he blinks a few times, offering a smile as he straightens up again, most eyes closing, hands still trembling as he tucks them in his pockets]