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Multi-fandom OC| Please read the rules and BIO| Written by Grangel
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Anonymous asked:

Is there a reason to be here anymore now that Mika is dead?

You don’t have to stay if you don’t want to, mac.

There’s always pre-canon ending threads (open to anyone) 

Canon-divergent threads (that’s mostly for Glasses and Grey though, since they’re the only ones who can save Mika from her canon ending). 

And obviously AU threads are also available since there’s no relation to canon events.

All in all, we can still write. It just won’t make a difference regarding Mika’s story anymore, that’s all.

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The Final Goodbye

There was just one ice-made grave. Mika’s name had been engraved on it. Unfortunately it had been out so long that it was already starting to melt. The sun wasn’t helping. Grey Fullbuster was there to keep it cool, at the very least.

He was the one who found her. When he entered the hideout, he had called her name. There was nowhere else for her to be. When he got no response he went further in with more caution. That’s when he found Mika’s body slumped over the kitchen table, blood spilling from her head faced down. The gun she used was on the floor.

He didn’t know what to do. He tried to block it out present day. He tried to ignore the emotions he was bombarded with after seeing her dead body. The one person who could truly understand him. The one who wanted to stay with him forever.

She was gone.

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katsubou

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“We’re still in the middle th’ road.” Glasses said, seeing her reach out he carefully took her hands, he’s right here, in front of her, she was practically about to hug him. His spaded tail thrashed around slowly behind him letting out his anxious nerves so he would make a worried face, but the demons eyebrow still furrowed.
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He took her gently, pulling the child a little closer so she can hold onto hsi broader shoulders, with her stumbling maybe he should pick her up or something.
“Want me t’carry you, or need somethin’?” Maybe she needed his glasses or something since she was blocking out her eyes.
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Oh, he was there. Right there. She blinked a few times and tried to focus solely on him. She leaned into his touch and wrapped her arms around him. He was the real Glasses. Alive. He wasn’t going to do anything bad. Things slowly started to settle. The thunder got quieter and the lightning stopped.

MENTAL STABILITY: 84%

What did Glasses say? Did she need something? She sure as hell did need something. She needed some hardcore painkillers. It was the only thing that made the pain go away. It was the best solution---

‘Except it isn’t a ‘real’ solution, is it?’

‘I don’t care about ‘real’ solutions. I just want the pain to go away.’

But was she going to ask for them? No way. The last thing she needed was Glasses to know about her addiction. ...Or about any of this, as a matter of fact.

‘Too late, don’t you think? Tell him the truth already.’

‘No freaking way. Leave me alone.’

“It’s okay, I’m okay. I think I can walk,” she finally said. She still felt dizzy but now that she was closer to Glasses, she did feel safer.

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When she stopped he stopped looking at her curiously before realizing this was a full on panic attack. His tail jolted up at each of her yelling he had absolutely no clue what to do and squatted back down to her level, holding his hands out to try and shush her calm.
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“H-hey t’s okay, just us okay?” He tried to ask in a quieter town then her own but it made him panic a little. 
“A quiet night, just us ‘n rice.”
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‘Just us...and quiet...’

‘‘Quiet’, huh? Well, if this thunder keeps up it won’t be quiet.’

‘You’re not helping!’

‘Technically I’m not supposed to be ‘helping’ you. I’m supposed to be the cruel son of a bitch that makes your life worse.’

MENTAL STABILITY: 77% 

Mika covered her eyes for a moment as two lightning strikes flashed. Why was it so bright? Actually, why was it getting so dark? She looked around, trying to find Glasses. Thankfully she wasn’t too far gone in her hallucination yet and could still see him. He looked so far away, though. Was he? She stumbled forward and reached her hands out. How far away was he?

“Wh-where are we? Are we safe?”

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Glasses waited patiently the whole time, and squeezed her hand back it made him feel like he at least took a step in the right direction with her. The demon walked them back to his apartment at a slow pace, not wanting to over whelm her.
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“Think we should invite Kiku t'dinner?” Glasses asked, though he was probably gonna invite her over anyway, she had experience with being open and easy to speak too.  He instinctively side glanced to her, but realizing that was probably a bit weird he turned to see if she wanted to reply.
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Instant panic washed over her at the suggestion and she froze in her spot.

“NO! NO! NO!”

‘Oh, here we go.’

She pulled back from him and gripped at her head. Her heartbeat picked up and her body started shaking. Fake thunder boomed in the sky. She placed her hands over her ears. The ground shook. Not in reality, of course. She stumbled and tried to keep herself upright. 

MENTAL STABILITY: 79%

“Oh god, please no! NO!”

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“hmm.. ‘can only cook simple.” It was Glasses half attempt at a joke, something he wouldn’t normally do. He offered his pale hand for her to take.
“Somethin’ like rice then.” He offered, if she wouldn’t tell him what was bothering her he at least wanted her to speak of something, even the mundane. He wasn’t exactly the most open person, she knew that, he didn’t want to pry but the demon was worried, Mika was a kid and she thought she had to keep something to herself.
“Think you can handle a’ veggie or two?” 
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She stared at his hand for a moment. She hesitantly reached forward but stopped halfway. What if this was actually fake and all this was a hallucination? No, that wasn’t right. A ‘Fake-Glasses’ wouldn’t act like this. He wouldn’t be trying to joke and offer his hand. This was the real Glasses. Alive.

Finally, she carefully took his hand and an immediate relief washed over her. She didn’t slip through him and fall to the ground. He really was real. Good. She held to his hand securely, as if he would disappear at any moment. She couldn’t lose him now.

MENTAL STABILITY: 89%

“Yes, I think I can handle it. Thanks...”

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It was something more natural then simply knowing she needed help. Maybe it was something he knew from being in a low place, or something from reading about parents in books that he could see this kid was keeping something form him, something bad.
The demon squatted down and took some chocolate form his pocket, putting it in Mika’s hand. “How about a meal or somthin’” It was the least he could offer.
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Mika huffed a short and quiet laugh at the gesture. “Thanks...” She examined the chocolate for a moment before carefully eating it.

MENTAL STABILITY: 87%

‘Too bad it isn’t that simple.’

‘Never mind, you.’

She thought about his offer. It had been a little while since she ate something. She hadn’t been planning on eating at all, really. She hadn’t her ‘solution’ yet so she wouldn’t get sick. Maybe... She tilted her head. “If you can make something simple, sure. I can’t eat a lot right now.”

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“How are you feeling? Do you need anything?” For glasses @ miku

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‘I feel like I shouldprobably tell you the truth.’

‘But you won’t, right?’

“I’m…fine?” Mika stuttered. There was a lot to say. There was alot to hide. It had been a long time since anyone bothered checking in. She lost any excuses she used to useregularly. But, she couldn’t say the truth yet. Not now. Not with Glasses. “Idon’t know. I don’t think you can get me anything that’ll help.”

‘Could you be more vague?’

‘Back off.’

MENTAL STABILITY: 85%
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Concerned Comments Starters

  • “Normally, I would ask how you are… but I don’t want you to lie to me about being okay!”
  • “It’s good, really it is. How can I prove it to you?”
  • “There have been some things… I’ve noticed.”
  • “I’ll make some time. We can talk about it.”
  • “Has anything been going on?”
  • “There is just… I’m a little scared okay?”
  • “You’ve been doing a lot more lately… why?”
  • “You don’t have to pretend. I know you’ve noticed.”
  • “Tell me something that will pop this bubble of anxiety.”
  • “There’s been a bit more aggression lately…”
  • “Something needs to be addressed, now.”
  • “There’s been something wrong for days.”
  • “It’s been over a week now! What’s been happening?”
  • “How are you feeling? Do you need anything?”
  • “Your worry isn’t necessary. No, don’t look at me like that when I say that…”
  • “Everything is fine.”
  • “Nothing is fine.”
  • “People have started talking… tell me you can alleviate my worry.”
  • “You haven’t been yourself for a long time, so I don’t believe that. Sorry.”
  • “This isn’t something that I’m going to drop! I care!”
  • “Just leave it well enough alone. That’s how it’s always been dealt with and I’m still going.”
  • “You’ve been told the rumours and I’m here to tell you that it is not as bad as it sounds.”
  • “I came to -hopefully- confirm that everything was blown to outlandish proportions.”
  • “A concern was brought up and I’m concerned for it.”
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                                    Into the Deep End

Mika trudged into her cabin and headed to the kitchen. She gently held a cold metallic weapon in her small hand. She sat carefully on the kitchen table chair, as if she was injured, though she was most certainly not. She placed the weapon on the table and tilted her head, staring at it with blank eyes.

Her eyes had dulled quite a bit in the past three years, however there was still some life in them. There was still some of Mika left. Now, there was nothing. The once bright, clear, sapphire eyes were now void of life. The only thing that remained of Mika was the colour, albeit it had seemed to darken.

She had slowly stopped caring for herself. She didn’t eat right, didn’t sleep right. She took drugs to try and help. Obviously that was a poor and inaccurate way to help herself and she knew that. She knew that after barely being saved from an accidental overdose. She was surprised she hadn’t died that day. She should have.

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