#dewrose

He  raised  his  hand  to  his  head,  letting  out  a  soft  groan  as  he  tried  to  put  everything  back  together.  It  was  all  so  terribly  wrong.  It  went  all  so  badly  and  he  had  tried  his  hardest.

Pink...  Hair.  She  was  here.  His  pink  little  star—the  exception  amongst  all  the  sea  of  lost  timelines.  He  finally  found  her  and  was  this  finally  the  one  where  she  fixed  all  that  was  why  wrong?  That—he  wasn't  certain  about.  His  heart  ached  as  he  couldn't  believe  it  at  all.

"N...Nikki."  Giovanni's  breath  caught  in  his  throat  as  he  woke  up  to  the  kiss  fully  and  his  hands  reached  out  to  take  her  biceps  in  his  hands.

"I'm  sorry.  I...  You  need  to  understand..."

What  did  she  know?  Did  she  know  the  true  extent  of  his  intentions?  Of  the  timelines  he  lived  time  and  time  again  desperately  hoping  that  this  time...  this  time would  be  the  timeline  that  she  fixes  it?

His  words  die  in  his  throat  and  he  is  overwhelmed  with  dread  and  despair.

"Nikki..."  He  said  once  again,  taking  his  hands  back  as  he  felt  unsuitable  to  touch  her  after  everything  he  did.  After  all  the  manipulations,  all  the  things  he  kept  doing  to  change  what  happened,  desperately  over  and  over.

It  was  absolutely  beautiful  day— she  was  sharing  it  with  the  dearest  of  her  friends:  Nikki.  Ever  since  the  day  the  two  had  met  there  was  electricity  in  the  air  between  them  and  a  never-ending  rivalry  bloomed  forth.  It  was  intoxicating  and  the  competition  was  fierce  between  the  two,  but  no  animosity  was  ever  cultivated,  some  would  even  say  that  the  opposite  was  true.

“Thank  you,  Nikki.  You  are  always  so  sweet.  I  guess  it  is  only  fate  that  I  may  lose  to  only  you.”  She  answered  with  a  wide  loose  smile  and  half-lidded  eyes  heavy  with  drink.  She  was  truly  enchanted  by  the  pink-haired  woman  that  had  taken  Itzaland  by  storm  and  inevitably  beat  her  too  to  take  her  medal.  Furina  was  still  trying  to  win  against  her  since  the  day  she  failed,  and  she  was  certain  that  she  would  at  some point.

Nonoy smiled brightly at Nikki—it had been all too long since the two last were together. Ever since she left Miraland it felt like there was a huge hole where Nikki once occupied. It was delightful to finally see her once again and she couldn't quite stop tears from bursting forth and trailing down her face. The short redhead leaped forward and tackled Nikki in a tight hug.

“My mother is doing much better. She has been working with the Faewish Sprites a lot to streamline our systems! So I—” She paused, letting Nikki go and stepping a pace back. “—I've been working primarily on the wish warehouse while she has been working on that part.”

Of course, that wasn't exactly what Nonoy wanted to focus on. No, she really missed Nikki and her energy was so… infectious?

“I also really missed you. Do you know if you'll be staying in Wishfield long after you help me?” Nonoy was asking for selfish reasons—she wanted the pink-haired woman's time desperately. She tapped the top of her shoe on the ground while entwining her hands behind her back.

“I have a lot to show you and I'm sure many people miss you as well.”

short angst / accepting / @dewrose

'but  i  do.'  joshua  never  wants  to  be  cruel,  he  never  wants  his  words  to  hurt  but  he  needs  to  be  honest.  he's  dying.  the  second  he  sealed  ultima  in  his  chest,  the  second  he  stepped  in  front  of  his  brother,  his  fate  was  sealed.  

'i  am  dying.  i  will  be  dead  within  two  years.  sometimes  i  think  it  would  be  for  the  best  if  i  joined  metia  sooner  than  later.'

pouty face

People-watching, one of Columbina's usual hobbies. It seems no matter where she goes, she will always find herself taking note of those around her - be it their style, their hair, or even a look in their eye that has her growing more curious.

@dewrose dreamed: ☁️

"By the end of this, you will call me the pillow princess!" She giggled.