Longing, Regret, Hope, And Fear

Reasons why Sonic Boom Knuckles is a blessing

TRANSCRIPTION: “Oof! Blast. I get it, go for the heavy hitters. You want a cup of coffee, you go for the New York Times mug. Oh, to be in the front row... [stammers] I’m just too far back.”

[attempting to be casual and failing] “You had the Earl Grey gig last week. Hey, congrats. No, seriously, [becomes choked up] I try not to let the green-eyed monster get to me too much, but it’s still fun to compare. I mean, you were an Anthropologie birthday gift and I was just... a spur of the moment Goodwill purchase. You know, what I lack in sophistication, I make up for in absurdist charm! But that’s... not everybody’s... cup of tea...”

[forced confidence] “My claim to fame is I was in the Disastrous Mug Cake Incident of last year. God, I haven’t had that much fun since the dishwasher.”

[urgently] “Are my handles too thick? Be honest, I’m clunky.”

[despairing] “At a certain point, you miss just being held. Being pressed against someone’s lips. [nervously exclaims] Woo! Too far! But the mind wanders back here. It’s dark. It’s dark.”

Hey there!! This is my piece for the @bumblebybigbang based on @islandofmisf1ttoys (on ao3!) incredible I see you fanfic!!