#tratch

Looking into her eyes was truly like looking into nothing-her eyes, dark brown and usually so bright and happy, yielded no feelings, andwas struggling to tell her story, what she had been though- what she hadsuffered.

“He loves me, he loves me not. He loves me, he loves me not.”She murmured, her tired eyes searching for the thoughts she could barely grasponto.

“I love you.”

“You love me?”

“I do.”

Satch’s hands closed around hers and held them tightly. Hewas losing her, it seemed like, very slowly.

“You loved me at my best, but he stayed at my worse.” She murmured.

“No, I loved you then, and I love you now.” He lifted herhands and kissed at the skin barely lighter than his, and held them to hischest. “He’ll never love you as much as I do.” Especially considering he didn’tlove her at all. He wasn’t sure what the demon’s plans with his friend was, buthe couldn’t let it end- not like this. She was falling apart at his feet. He couldn’tlet it continue- He wanted her so badly to find peace.

“Satchell?”

She hadn’t said his name the entire time- not until now.Satch held her hand tighter, and kissed at her fingers again. “I’m here foryou, I promise I’m here.”

A slight smile cracked though her lips, then her eyebrowsrose in surprise. “Satch your nose-“

He felt the trickle of blood flow down, pooling right underhis nose, at his lips.

“Oh no.” Her body language changed, then, but Satchellpulled her in, wrapping his arm around her to keep her close. He wiped at theblood, doing a quick clean for his shirt, and pushed away at the static thatbegan to fill the air- something akin to placing your hand on a television set.

“Traci, I’m not going to lose you again.”

“Satch, I’m…” Traci shook her head. “I’m not worth all ofthis. He’s going to hurt you.”

He wasn’t there, and then in a flicker of a moment he was,film grain running across his body as he settled down, his eyes black as night.He seemed to glance over the two before a grin split his lips. “Well look who’shere!”

“No… No, not again, not again.” Her breathing fell out ofrhythm, and Satchel squeezed her tighter.

“You’re here with me.” He whispered to her, to remind her,to comfort her. “I’m here for you, Traci, I always will me.”

“How nice of you to bring my girl to come and see me!” Alaugh echoed behind his words- Jack seemed to be all but gone, this antijack incomplete control. He held out one hand, right out of reach, his voice rumblingin his throat. “Traci?”

Don’t do it.

Don’t do it.

Traci took another shaky breath, turning her head, her eyeswide, to look at Satch.

“I…. I’m sorry.“

Name appears on the skin AU

ok where heres the thing in this version it appears a letter at a time, and another letter appears after they touch, but in random order. So Traci looks down and sees an S on her collarbone one day (she sees it in the mirror one morning) and she freaks the hell out. Who??? Who could it be?? but then one day she sees the ‘h’ and, directly in Satch’s face, goes ‘Oh no, I’m soulmates with shane’ (whose shes very intimidate by)

Now, Satch isnt this dumb doesn’t have this much trouble figuring out traci’s name, and isn’t sure how to approach her that its him, but he begins to have doubts that Traci’s his soulmate after all, but helps her plot to try and touch Shane again to see if another letter appears.

So I think Im tipsy but also im not sure but ive had threedrinks with rum or vodka and so now im gonna type. Hellaaaaaaaaa.

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She was certainly one to close up on her problems, but theproblem was she was with someone who did the exact same thing, and maybe so,even better at it than she was.

He was amazing, of course. Seemingly unflappable. Alwayskind and thoughtful to everyone, always thinking of others. He was so good at it, Traci often forgot tomake sure he was really, really okay. When the thought would occur to her, shewouldn’t know what to do with herself. Thoughts would all but assault her withhow selfish she’d been, but having a breakdown specifically because you weren’tsure your boyfriend had had a breakdown didn’t seem to be the thing to do, soit would have to hold off.

She kept flipping her phone over in her hand, waiting forthe familiar buzz to bring the next text. It was the weekend, but Satch had(very respectfully) put off their plans since he had ‘a few things to work on’.Traci was starting to pick up on that being the first warning sign. Satchalways knew he wanted to do- He didn’t tend to shy away from stating his plansand its purposes. He didn’t have a reason to be vague.

The buzz bought her focus back to her phone ‘No’, the text from Jared said ‘I can’t get him to go’ And that’s allit took.

Pulling on a jacket, she slipped into her house shoes, andshuffled across campus.

It wasn’t too late, but definitely, she wasn’t supposed tobe here in the boy’s dorm. She made her way quickly, and shot one more quicktext before meeting Jared at the door. His smile was a worried one, and hepatted her shoulder comfortingly as he shifted to move out into the hallway withher, but held the door open.

“Thank you, sorry.” Traci whispered.

“How long do you need?”

“I wish I knew? I’ll text you. Am I putting you out?”

“It would have to be the first time a beautiful lady kickedme out.”

She shook her head, but smiled- she appreciated the banter,however dumb it was. He let her inside and closed the door, leaving herstanding just inside the dorm. She clenched her hands fists in front of herchest, and took a deep breath.

The room was quiet, some song playing gently from the radio-It wasn’t English or Japanese, and provided her a momentary distraction beforeshe settled her sights on the form, leaning over his desk. She walked upcarefully, as if she would startle him, and reached out, placing his head onhis shoulder.

She could see pages of notes, dozens of them, all over hisdesk, and he had his face buried in his arms. She knelt by his desk, andtouched his shoulder again. “Satch? Sweetie?” She gave a gentle shake. “Hey?”

He cleared his throat first, as he tended to do, alwaysready to say something before he was even fully awake. He adjusted himself, butdidn’t lift his head. “Traci…?” His voice was soft, and he mumbled her name.

“Satch how long have you been working on your notes again?”

There was a long silence. “2.”

“Please tell me it was two hours.”

“It was two hours.” He repeated.

“You’re a goddamn liar.” Traci said softly.

“You asked rather politely for me to say two hours, so Iabided”

“I hate you.” Traci leaned her head up against his side,sighing out. “But I think I hate myself more.” He didn’t make too much of amovement, but he shifted his arm to try to include her in the little cavern hishead was also hiding in. Traci shifted out of his reach though, gently head-buttinghim. “No. You go to sleep. In your bed.”

“Please?”

“I don’t know what you’re asking, but no.” She sighed,merely moments before he did, and Traci climbed to her feet, pulling his arm. “Yourbed misses you!! Its been two days!! Please!!”

“Somehow when you ask, it’s so much more sincere.” Finally,Satch raised his head, his glasses absent, somewhere buried in notes on hisdesk. He squinted at Traci, and she smiled sheepishly in reply, glancing away. “Hey…Look at me- come on, don’t do this-“ He reached out for her, across his ownbody, and cupped her cheek. “Please don’t beat yourself up over my bad habits.”

Traci’s smile faded, at least a little bit. “I’m worried. AndI don’t want to panic. But I never know if something’s wrong…”

“Nothing’s wrong.”

“But how am I supposed to know?”

“It’s not your job to know.”

“But it is.” They held each other’s eyes for a prolongedmoment, and Satch slowly made the climb to her feet.

“Are you going to call me out on my hypocritical behave-“

“You always wantto know when I’m in trouble.” Traci crossed her arms, watching him with a lasereyed stare. “So why can’t I do the same, Sachel?”

“I’m sorry, I’m much too tired for this investigation.” Herubbed the back of his neck, grinning warily.

“I mean it.” Traci looked down. “I’m no use if I can’t helpyou out at least a little bit.”

“You’re not- I didn’t date you for use, Traci. I’m dating you because I love you, and…” Now Satchcrossed his arms. “I don’t want you to worry.”

“Well you’re not doing a good job.” But she gently unfoldedher arms, and gently placed her arms on the crossed arms. “But you’re right.You’re too tired. And you need sleep. So… sleep.” She pestered him until he waslaying down.

The room was quiet.

“I’m sorry, I… I should walk you back.” Satch said quietly.

“Oh no you don’t. Scoot over.”

He blinked, but scooted back, and watched as Traci joinedhim, curling in towards him with a gentle sigh.

“Listen, if Jared comes in and says anything, I’ll punchhim.” Traci said with his eyes closed.

“Please don’t punch him. He’s very gentle”

“I’ll punch him.”

“Maybe he won’t say anything?”

“…”

Humming gently, Satch moved down the hallway with a smallbox in hand. He figured he could try and get Traci to relax, at least a bit,since she had been working so hard lately. He wasn’t sure what she seemed to begoing through, but he could at least try to provide a little comfort in hertrying times. Honestly, he had wanted to talk about it, but Traci seemed to bevery unwilling to admit if she was having a hard time, so he didn’t want topush it.

“Hey, Traci, I got you a slice of cake from the bakery I was…“He stopped in the door way of the yearbook office, not immediately seeing asign of life even though Traci had told him she was working here today. However,his ears caught on to a stifled sound in the back of the small office, nevermind the door was unlocked- there was certainly someone here.

He walked towards the back of the small office, and by thelast computer in the corner, Traci was sitting on the floor, hugging her knees,trying to make herself as small as possible. She sniffed quietly, but catchingSatch out of the corner of her eyes, she jolted in surprised, then struggled upto her feet, wiping at her face. “Oh, hey, um… Found me!” She tried to clearher throat, but more tears came.

“Uhm… Do you want to…” Satch offered awkwardly. This was his girlfriend. They were supposedto be able to talk.

“No.”

“Traci.”

“There’s nothing to talk about, I’m just….” She shook outher hands, and took a shaky breath. “I just… It’s just a little stress.”

“Just for once, stop pretending you’re okay.” Satch said,placing the bakery box down. He adjusted his glasses, and walked over to her. “Just-talk to me.” But as he approached, he saw Traci become physically closed off,and he stopped in his movements. “Traci, I’m really worried.”

“Right, and whenever you have any trouble, you come to me.”Traci’s bitterness cut though his sympathy, and undisguised surprise crossedhis face.

“What?”

“We’ve been dating for 3 months and every problem you’ve hadIve heard though the grapevine, or after the fact. That’s fine, maybe, maybeyou’re really good at solving problems.”

“I just don’t want to… bother you about frivolous andirrelevant issues.” Satch admitted.

Me: WHATS THAT YOU SAY TALK ABOUT SOME SI TRACI ASAGAO ACADEMY NORMAL BOOTS CLUB DATING SIMULATOR SIM GAME PAIRINGS? Ok

(Also me: finishes typing and then immediately falls asleep)

Tirard (w/ Jirard) I love jirard but I sorta picked him because a lot of the other bois in the discord was taken. Hes such an innocent bean in the game but I’ve actually grown to like just regular, thrusted-unfairly-into-insanely-hard-games super-beard-bros super-drunk-with-alex-bros Jirard and I let a little bit of that personality mix in with the innocent bean too good for this world Asagao!Jirard. Ive written a few things, but not much and nothing recently. (this is my main ship on jung noots discord)

Tratch (w/ Satch) I accidentally paired him with traci initially not knowing someone had already picked him m c ri p but actually I don’t get too into pairing them romantically!! I’m fine with doing either or because Satch is chill and traci is fine with getting any kind of attention, l m ao. Satch is just a sweetheart and I don’t know if you know but I’ve literally made about 10000000009 posts of shipping him with anyone because I can and we need more satch content and satch needs more love so I did.

Haci (w/Hana) ahhh yes, anuzzer gay in bikini bottom. THE gayest because GAY bless. Haci was supposed to be my happy place but traci, too, must share my suffering. I started out writing cute shit but now 80% of the stuff I got is them arguing with each other BUT ITS EACH THEIR FIRST RELATIONSHIP THEY’RE TRYING THEIR H A R D E S T. also the idea of, somewhere way down the line, Hana trying to propose to Traci at an Asagao school reunion and NB/HB somehow ROYALLY fucking it up almost every step of the way is something I hold near and dear to my heart. I love this gay I will never let go of this gay. (This is my main ship on tumblr)