#monokin

like i’m mono from little nightmares

but also i just AM little nightmares, which SHOULD imply that i am mono already? but my identity as mono feels distinct from the rest of my identity as little nightmares? idk if that makes sense, does anyone have this?

-mono

finding great comfort in flashlights

hating wide open spaces

having a hard time trusting, but being fiercely loyal (or trusting too much)

finding a weird, dark comfort in things that remind you of the pale city

little nightmares music all the time

facial dysmorphia, or just not liking showing your face

neutral tones for dressing, loving big bulky coats

always being ready to fight for those you care about

missing your paper bag :(

not liking to speak, preferring to communicate with gestures

treating everything like a puzzle to be solved

either loving or hating big cities

overwhelmed by loud noises and lots of people

determined and persevering

having a hard time talking about things that bother you

not knowing if you miss home or not

being nervous around technology, especially old looking televisions

-mod mono

Requests open!!!

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General, hearted, fictive, kin!

i have a memory of the ending of little nightmares 2. the only one where i remember sounds. the flesh wall, the bridge crumbling under my feet, my desperate sobs, my own voice. i remember, even despite crying, seeing six's glare as she dropped me in full clarity.

thinking about it all terrifies me. i lost my trust in my only friend, right when i needed her most. and i still miss her. i miss her despite not knowing what she sounded like, despite her giving me the most spiteful, rage-filled, mourning glare as my last impression of her, despite her leaving me behind. i dont blame her at all!! what i did wouldve hurt her tremendously. but,,, still. left me in a less-than-stellar state as well. i put everything on the line and she tore it to shreds.

i still miss her. i remember her as a great friend, my only friend, during our journey through the pale city. i have fond memories, too. us playing in the woods together to distract from,, the hunter, and his death. hiding together and sleeping underneath underneath one of the hospital beds. "reading" books together, despite the fact that letters were all just strings of nonsensical symbols at the time (we were illiterate). i miss that. i want that again. i truly do miss six a lot.

i sometimes wonder if she even remembers me after everything we did together. if she remembers the fun amongst the horror. the comfort. what does she think of me now?

-mono (#💐🎀🌻)

-mono (#💐🎀🌻)

-mono (#💐🎀🌻)

Where is everyone aaaaaaa

- Mono

Suddenly hyperfixing on my source very hard and oh my god do I miss people

Six...RK...RCG...aaaaaa

Why must the hyperfix suddenly hit me so hardddd. I am absolutely dying in the sudden urge to talk to people and hug people and akcbakfb

*screaming intensifies*