#cryptidiiots

@cryptidiiots​ | HEY HEY BARBIE LET’S GO PARTY.

Covered in soot, dirt, and mud. His favorite way to end the night. He’s chasing after Eggman, whose floating away in his tinted pod which has smoke leaking out of it. He knows he’s not far from his base but he’s gonna make it anyways. There ain’t no doubt about it. He chucks a rock at Eggman and it lands square on his float device, smoke pouring out as a crackle of sparks sends his egg pod flying out of sight. He rolls his eyes. Can’t ever get solid proof of any of his wrong doings.

Worst of all is he’s still got Shadow to worry about, whose still cemented himself as top dog around the streets. So Sonic’s just at this weird impasse now where he doesn’t know what to do about Eggman. He brushes the dust off of his hands and rests them on his hip as his sneakers tap repeatedly at the ground. He realizes that his clothes are filthy and that he probably should head home to bathe. 

It isn’t his business . That seemed to be his little motto , as it may seem . He isn’t sure the amount of times he’s said that to himself , time and time again . Thatcher really hated getting involved in things that didn’t concern him . Still , this was a crime , and that wasn’t something he can easily ignore .

supportive / protective vibes … sentence starters

       “ Thanks Momo. ” Stepping inside their closet, they put a pause on their conversation for a brief moment. Attire hanging would be pushed aside and moved to different spots as they pondered whether they wanted to open up to their friend. In the back of their head, they could clearly hear their therapist’s voice: Try to share what you’re feeling with people you trust. Yeah, like that was easy. 

       Finally stepping out while holding two hangers raised above their head in order to not drag anything, they carefully placed the attire on the bed before taking a seat beside her. Their hands would scrub their face and once they felt ready to speak again, they turned to look at their company. Their attention on her didn’t last long as their gaze wandered elsewhere, unable to look at her while they talked about something that really affected them. “ It’s my fault for believing in them. Mom and dad clearing a spot in their schedule just to meet my boyfriend? Yeah, too good to be true. ” It wasn’t the first time either. There were countless times when they promised to attend important events, planned vacations, celebrations, and every single time... They bailed. 

       This one hurt a little more for a specific reason. For every cancellation, Kaoru’s parents would send their assistant to break the news. But, not this time. Silence from their end. “ I spent time preparing dinner for us and we sat there, Momo. Ten minutes passed, thirty, an hour, two, and Shuu never said anything. He sat there with me, holding my hand and waiting for them to show up. ” Sadness was clouded by anger as they remembered the night. He was patient and supportive, never making them feel foolish when their parents never showed up. Instead, they ate dinner together, went back to Kaoru’s room, and cuddled for a good while. For someone who grew restless so quickly, they didn’t fight the time spent in bed. Shuu’s hold only grew stronger when the Hitachiin began to quietly cry over the disappointment. 

       “ But they never showed up and I haven’t even received an excuse... An explanation actually. I know they’re busy people but I wish they would have sent their assistant, at least, to break the news. Right now, I just feel like an idiot for wasting Shuu’s time. ” They sighed and looked down at the clothing, “ Anyways, that’s it. That’s the update on that. I really called you here to give you these. New date outfits for you and your boyfriend. Tell me if anything needs readjustment, alright? And... Thanks for listening, Momo. ”

/ @cryptidiiots

       Kaoru wasn’t one to let their spirits get crushed so quickly and so easily but the words that Oda had stated managed to hurt their heart in a powerful way. The only other person capable of causing that kind of pain was their own mother when she constantly confused the twins for each other, not caring enough to learn the difference between her own children. It always made them feel like carbon copies of each other. The younger brother always wondered if Hikaru still felt an ache in his heart when their mother did that or was that just them? After all, they were incredibly sensitive, maybe more so. 

       Thing is, even if they were feeling at their worst, they still kept a smile up when their friends presented themselves. When arms wrapped around them, it almost tore down their walls, bringing them so close to tears. Naota placing a gentle hand on them and reminding them that they were loved by their two best friends almost wrecked them. A voice inside repeating aloud that they weren’t worth it. They didn’t deserve their love. That Hikaru was the better twin and they would be better off befriending him. The one who wasn’t so fucking emotional over a stupid, petty fight. The one who matched them in behavior so well. The one who would have taken Oda down without blinking an eye. The one way more interesting and fun. Naota and Momo really missed out by choosing to become friends with the younger twin. When would they grow bored of them and move onto Hikaru?