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I’m still not really sure what all to put here, so I guess I’ll start with the basic information?

- I draw

- I like video games. My current favorite is Look Outside, but I also like No, I’m Not a Human and really just horror games in general <3

- I am a minor. I don’t mind interacting with adults, but just know that I block freely and will vaporize you with my ray if your vibes are off

- I am a Massive science nerd . Mostly pertaining to biology and astronomy, but I also have entirely-useless-to-me knowledge on a variety of other subjects. Please pleasepleaseplesepleas ask me about science Please

- requests are always open unless stated otherwise! No guarantee you’ll receive a timely response, though ,,.. I tend to be Forgetful

- I post on my own time, algorithm be damned

- if I ever make you feel uncomfortable, please tell me!! I am Not Good at social interactions and can be awkward at times . I may also just . Not respond to comments and the like ..again because I am Forgetful, but also because I sometimes just Don’t Know what to say

- basic DNI

-If you have genuine hate in your heart, this is not the place for you. Bigots go to hell !!!!

- a lot of my art contains things like body horror, blood, and gore. I try to add warnings wherever I deem them necessary, but if it’s something minor or canon-typical for a certain media it will more than likely not be tagged. If you’d like for me to add a warning on something, please let me know!

- I talk So so much. I humbly apologize to anyone who clicks ‘keep reading’ on any of my posts

I think that’s pretty much everything? Enjoy your stay ! <3

She missed him. He was still alive, yet she found herself mourning.

She missed his face, his touch, the heat from his body. She missed the way he fit so perfectly in her arms.

She remembered how much she liked his smile. How pretty his eyes were. Did he even still have those things? He was cold to the touch, now, and what used to be his hands were far too big to hold hers anymore. She could barely wrap her arms around just a tiny fraction of his whole.

She hears a whistle somewhere above her. A beautiful sound, and one she’d come to recognize as her name. She remembered when she had to look down at him. Now, he was the one looking down at her. He couldn’t speak anymore. She missed the sound of his voice.

One of his countless limbs descends from the sky to greet her. She was sure, if he had a face, he’d be smiling. she’d smile back if she could.

She loved him, She really did. She loved who he was now - The Protector Of Earth. A hero. She expected nothing less from him.

But she missed the person he used to be. She missed her Sam.

Call her selfish, or jealous, or whatever you want, but she missed when his attention was solely on her. She missed when they could talk in the privacy of his room, when he would look at her with quiet admiration in his eyes and she could know he was listening to every word she said.

She didn’t blame him for his attention being divided. He was everywhere now, had people who needed him all over the world. She wondered if he ever let himself rest. Lord knows the old Sam never did.

She tells him about her day, as she’d made a habit of in recent weeks. He listens quietly. He didn’t have much choice. She missed when they could have proper conversations, when he could respond back. Even if she knew it wasn’t his fault.

She filled in the empty space gladly. She told him everything and anything, unused to hearing herself talk this much, but taking it in stride nonetheless.

Yet, there were some things she would never tell him. Some things he didn’t need to know.

Do you think she’s ever rubbed someone’s back in their sleep to calm them down when she noticed them squirming and muttering under their breath ?

Do you think anyone ever goes to her whenever they have a problem in the middle of the night because they Know she’ll be awake ?

Sam venting to her which eventually turns into a rant about how he’s a terrible person and he doesn’t deserve her . Hellen interrupts him by just . Silently Laying Herself On Top Of Him . I forgot to mention they’re like , sitting on the edge of his bed or the couch or something

She doesn’t put her full weight on him of course , he would probably like. Actually Die . if she did . But it’s enough to ground him and pull him out of his own head for a minute . I’m not sure she would actually Know that weight can be grounding or if she just wanted to make him shut up by whatever means necessary but . Idk maybe Sam mentioned in passing at one point that he liked to sleep with a weighted blanket and she thought Hey

Even if she doesn’t have the words to express it , her actions remind him that she does in fact Give A Shit and that she doesn’t want him to be upset . And also that he’s being dumb . And then they (Sam) fall(s) asleep like that ,, Bursts Into Tears Nonchalantly