Blizzard & Me.
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Thread Topic: Blizzard & Me.
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(alrighty, bye!)
“Yeah,” Dream nodded, smiling.
“Awesome,” He said with a small smile. “So you said your joints and head hurt?”
Skeppy nodded.
“Alright,” He moved over to Skeppy, hesitating to make sure he was okay with it before gently grabbing his arm, inspecting it and the diamonds embedded in it. -
(hihi!)
George smiled. He blew a kiss in Dream's direction and giggled. He went back to making the eggs, trying to avoid burning them.
Bad kept a close eye on Skeppy to make sure he was safe and comfortable. -
(hi, sorry!!)
Dream giggled, winking back at George and also blowing a kiss.
He moved a hand up to gently touch the shattered diamonds on Skeppy’s temples, Skeppy winced and moved away as quickly as possible.
“Sorry,” He said quickly, trying to compose himself not to cry.
“You’re alright! Just take a deep breath, I think I’ve seen enough,” He stood up and walked away. “I’m gonna go do a little bit of research, because I’ve never seen it helped a diamond hybrid. Are you guys okay for now?” -
(don? :()
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(hi, sorry. i've been swamped and busy.)
George giggled happily. "I love you, so much, Dream."
Bad nodded quickly. "We are. We'll be okay." He said quickly, gently cradling Skeppy's head. -
(all good! are you okay?)
“I love you more,” Dream smiled.
Skeppy leaned into Bad’s touch, taking a few deep breaths.
“Alright, well, I’ll be back,” He said, leaving. “Just holler if you need anything!” -
(no. i feel like s--- mentally and i'm falling apart at the seams physically.)
George giggled. "You always say that." He said happily.
Bad smiled, nodding again. He pressed a kiss onto Skeppy's forehead, keeping him close. -
(hey i’m sorry about that. wanna talk about it?)
“Because it’s always true,” Dream giggled.
“s---, Bad, Im sorry about all this,” Skeppy murmured, wincing slightly. -
(uh, which part?)
George giggled. "I know it is. And I will always love you just as much. Maybe even a little more."
Bad frowned. "Language, honey. Don't be sorry. There's nothing to be sorry for." He whispered, sighing quietly. -
(anything you wanna talk about 🤷♀️)
“Maybe,” Dream giggled.
“Sorry,” Skeppy whispered, leaning into Bad. -
(uhh, feeling like s**t in every way possible might be a good place to start.)
George smiled. "You're so handsome." He said softly, carefully taking the eggs off the heat and starting on the bacon.
Bad sighed softly. "No, don't apologize, love. It's okay, really." -
(yeah. talk about that)
“You are too,” Dream said, blushing a little.
“Okay,” Skeppy said with a nod. -
(i'm just mentally a wreck. it's been a very taxing few weeks, and i seriously need a mental health day. but i have to be there for crystal and everyone else, and i can't take a day off school because my mother will get upset with me, more than she already is and i want to self harm, but i know that's bad. and the physically, i'm doing horribly. everything hurts, i can barely walk because of my ankles.)
George smiled. "I'm proud of you, Dream." He said softly. "I'm proud of you." He repeated.
Bad sighed, kissing Skeppy's forehead again. "You mentioned before that you were one of the only ones who got out of that lab. What happened to the rest of them, if I can ask?" He whispered, knowing that Skeppy could react in any way possible. -
(im sorry about that don, you don’t deserve any of that :(
is there anything you could do, maybe like some self care? please don’t self harm :(
and can you tan to someone about him our ankle? that sounds bad)
Dream flushed, smiling. “Thank you.”
“Uh,” Skeppy’s voice cracked. “They.. they died, Bad.” -
(i do, i do deserve it though. self-care turns into self harm for me. if i shower, i burn myself with hot water. i'll overeat if i eat until i throw up. my ankles, well, that much will be fixed. i have an appointment the 18th. but self-care doesn't seem to work anymore. and i don't know why. i just feel like s**t.)
George smiled. "You're trying." He whispered. "And I'm happy that you are."
Bad swallowed. "Was it something like this?" He asked, bringing one of his hand's away from Skeppy as a small diamond shard rested in his palm.
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