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[mekabound]

my multimuse is finally up! you can find me over on @starwritten, where i’ll be writing hana, zenyatta, jesse, and lena! (and possibly more in the future ;* )

#𝖻𝖺𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗎𝗍! — ooc #friendly reminder that i'm over here now! i've also added genji ;)

[mekabound]

my multimuse is finally up! you can find me over on @starwritten, where i’ll be writing hana, zenyatta, jesse, and lena! (and possibly more in the future ;* )

#𝖻𝖺𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗎𝗍! — ooc #𝖡𝖱𝖡! — queue

[mekabound]

my multimuse is finally up! you can find me over on @starwritten, where i’ll be writing hana, zenyatta, jesse, and lena! (and possibly more in the future ;* )

#𝖻𝖺𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗎𝗍! — ooc #𝖡𝖱𝖡! — queue

[mekabound]

my multimuse is finally up! you can find me over on @starwritten, where i’ll be writing hana, zenyatta, jesse, and lena! (and possibly more in the future ;* )

#𝖻𝖺𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗎𝗍! — ooc #though there's no telling if this is actually going to stick............ i wont be abandoning any threads -- #-- but they'll be continued over there!

[mekabound]

@grimesucker​ || from here!

it’s hard to imagine they’ve reached this point— for SO LONG she’s been at his side, a permanent fixture even while the rest of the world TWISTED & WARPED ; she’s been a CONSTANT, & although 64N6 L34D3R presents STOIC demeanor, internally his heart is BREAKING.

…but this is for HER. although they’ve made a PLACE for her in the undercity, even though she’s found a HOME here, they both know it’s not where she BELONGS—her coming down was an ACCIDENT, a MISTAKE ; he’s come to TREASURE her, but the only way to prove just HOW MUCH is to send her HOME——

words fail to rise, tongue still behind his teeth ; 54M54R4, unwilling to say goodbye— she fills the space with a palm to his cheek, one that has eyelids fluttering shut, tipping towards her touch as his hand rises to rest against the back of her own ;

                   maybe if he doesn’t say it, it doesn’t really need to end.

     It’s funny, kind of, in a not-at-all-funny way. Strange, too. Hana has spent so long fantasizing about this moment, this chance. She’d spent countless nights laying awake, countless breakdowns holding herself until her nails broke the skin of her arms, praying to every deity she doesn’t believe in, just wanting to go home -- and yet now she feels like she’s leaving home instead.

     She had been around when Dox had stopped being Dox and had started being -- fucking 54M54R4, of all names, and she had been around for everything before it, too. When she looks back on it, the years have passed so quickly, and with so many things happening, and now Hana can’t believe it’s over. It’s over. Now she’s going back to a place she hardly remembers, after all this, to people that may not be there anymore.

     It begs the question -- is it worth it? This chance to get away? She finally has the chance to leave it all behind, and Hana doesn’t want to. Well, she DOES, but. . . It feels hollow. Like she’s abandoning Dox. It’s ridiculous — Dox — 54M54R4 doesn’t need her around, she can tell, he’s capable, strong -- and she doesn’t belong here, she never has, but something about the way she’s survived made her feel like maybe she could.

     Words don’t want to come, now, after everything, and Hana feels that if she says goodbye, that’s going to be the last thing she ever says to him, so she keeps her lips shut as she presses into his personal space -- and, for once, he allows her. Not only that, but he seems to WELCOME it, and as his hand covers hers, she lets her head fall against his chest, the first tears she’s cried in five months welling up and spilling down her cheeks.

     “I guess this is it,” she finally whispers, voice trembling as she looks up to 54M54R4 with a watery smile. “Who would’ve thought, right? After everything, this really is how it turns out, isn’t it?” For once, Hana doesn’t try to dry her face, and instead gives a laugh they both know she doesn’t feel. “Make me a promise. Promise -- don’t promise to just not forget me, promise to remember me. Maybe think about me sometimes, like — like the time I kicked your ass for the first time at the arcade, or something. Not forgetting isn’t enough. You have to promise to remember.”  

#𝖺𝗅𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍! 𝗀𝖺𝗆𝖾𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾: 𝗈𝗇! — thread #verse d — undercity #— dox #grimesucker #— SUPERMASSIVE AUTOMATIC ( grimesucker ) #hey i? genuinely made myself bawl writing this. wtf. #im crying right now #long post//

[mekabound]

me: why AM i writing so much content for uc!hana..... me, going to my inbox, realizing the only overwatch/meka-aligned asks are from people who aren’t active anymore: ah

#𝖻𝖺𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗎𝗍! — ooc #𝗁𝗆𝗉𝗁! — tbd #ty to ghost and grey for keeping me alive when nobody else would (pensive)

[mekabound]

❛ You can’t live in the past. You gotta move on. Let it go. ❜

so i can’t find the prompt list, but,

     “How am I supposed to do that!?”

     The outburst surprises Hana, honestly. She hadn’t meant for it to come out so… Explosively. She didn’t want this to escalate, but it seems like maybe it will anyway. “I mean, I — I get that there’s no going back, and I can’t — I can’t undo my own dumb mistake, and I get that I’m the one who got myself here, but how am I supposed to just let it go! It isn’t that easy, Dox!” There’s an awful kind of knot in her throat and an even worse knot in her stomach, and her legs are doing that trembling thing they always do when she gets into an argument.

     It’s taking all her energy not to cry right now, but tears are still a second away from spilling, and Hana dares Dox to mention them. “How am I supposed to move on? Huh? If you have any genius ideas, feel free to share! Tell me how I’m supposed to stop living in the past, tell me how I’m supposed to let this guilt go! Because I’m all ears! And if you can’t, if you don’t have any wise ideas beyond telling me to move on, then I don’t want to hear it!” And there are the tears.

     Hana turns her head and scrubs her cheeks dry furiously. She isn’t sure who she’s angry at, or why. Dox, for saying it like it was something easy to dismiss? Herself, for getting in this situation? For leaving when she was needed? Because she wanted to be a teenager before it was too late? Fuck, she’s an adult, she should have acted like it.

     “I left them, Dox,” she continues, and now her voice is less harsh and more wretched instead. “I left them to go to an illegal party in a place I know nothing about, and I get that I was an idiot and there’s nothing anyone can do, but you can’t just — you can’t just tell me to move on, like it’s easy!” 

#𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗐𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾! — starters #verse d — undercity #— dox #grimesucker #— SUPERMASSIVE AUTOMATIC ( grimesucker ) #(TOSSES OLD PROMPTS AT YOU) (TOSSES OLD PROMPTS AT YOU) (TOSSES OLD PROMPTS AT YOU) (T

[mekabound]

have some breakfast . you haven't eaten .

the war i finally won starters || accepting! 

     “I’m not hungry,” comes Hana’s immediate response, though the pang in her gut proves her a liar – it’s more a matter of I don’t think I can eat anything right now. She isn’t sure why – perhaps the stomach-churning guilt that had slammed into her when she first opened her eyes that morning. It’s officially her second day here, and she still hasn’t adjusted – her night had been spent awake, and if she cried, she did so silently, or at least Dox had the courtesy to not bother her.

     The gravity of it all has since hit her, but the problem is that it keeps hitting her, and refuses to stop. She thinks of her father, worked to the bone day in and day out to provide for her and her mother. She thinks of her mother, bedridden and fragile and entirely dependent on her. Her friends would help, if they could, sure, she knows they’re kind like that, but…

     Hana doesn’t realize she’s chewing on her thumbnail until her teeth clip at her skin and the sting breaks her from her thoughts. She blinks down at it as though surprised, but given that she isn’t bruised or bleeding, attention flicks away as quickly as it had landed there. “Maybe later,” she adds, looking at everything that wasn’t Dox or something edible. She doesn’t yet know if he’ll accept that answer, but at the same time, either he lets her be, or he feeds her himself – and she’d certainly like to see him try.

#𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗐𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾! — starters #verse d — undercity #— dox #grimesucker #— SUPERMASSIVE AUTOMATIC ( grimesucker ) #(tosses old prompts at you) (tosses old prompts at you) (tosses old prompts at you) (t

[mekabound]

LOOK he's not WELL-VERSED in acts of KINDNESS , but hana MAY just find a chocolate heart set beside her when she wakes up . ...on the floor, unmoved. at least she's been blanketed. // ♥

late response but it’s time for soft ,

     When Hana wakes, it isn’t quickly, nor is it gracefully — it involves a lot of quiet grumbling and curses that would get her mouth washed out with soap in better circumstances, along with the usual tossing and turning and halfhearted attempts to smother herself with whatever’s nearest. The difference, this time, is that when she shifts around, she feels something poking at her, and because there’s never anything poking at her – courtesy of Dox’s minimalistic tendencies – this trades a little bit of exhaustion for a little bit of curiosity.

     She isn’t sure what she expects to see when she blinks her eyes open, but whatever it is, it’s certainly not… Chocolate? Hana sits up and the blanket she hadn’t noticed before falls to her lap; she draws it up around her shoulders and takes a few long moments to simply rub her eyes and try to get her brain to catch up with her. Why would there be a box of… Is that Valentine’s candy? That would only make sense if it was Valentine’s Day.

     That’s when the thought of Oh, fuck, is it Valentine’s Day? hits her, and Hana finally awakens enough to start processing things. From there, she begins thinking very many things in a very short duration of time.

     Firstly, Dox got her a box of chocolates and – presumably – gave her a blanket, which is a kindness leagues above what he usually does. Secondly, do they even celebrate Valentine’s Day down here? Or did Dox go out of his way to provide a little comfort? … Nah, that’s a little unlikely – while not entirely unkind, he still doesn’t give off that sort of vibe. He doesn’t seem like the kind of guy to celebrate holidays, though, either – though Hana could just be bad at reading character.

     Either way, there’s a smile on her face when she lays back down and pulls the blanket up to her chin, making a mental note to get something for Dox when she has the opportunity. Maybe she can find some flowers or something… Something to cheer up the depressing emptiness around here.

#... can you see this is leading to the part where hana throws rose petals at him #𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗐𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾! — starters #verse d — undercity #— dox #grimesucker #— SUPERMASSIVE AUTOMATIC ( grimesucker ) #valentine's day//

[mekabound]

starters  /  prompts taken from various characters starring in the game   fire emblem : three houses .  feel free to change pronouns  /  tenses as necessary .

“  feel free to say hi whenever you like  ”

“  don’t hold back for my sake  ”

“  you think I’m so clumsy that I need someone to watch over me ?  ”

“  you act like you’re full of regret  ,  but I know you don’t really mean it  ”

“  you actually look more handsome to me with honesty on your face  ”

“  don’t be ashamed of crying  ”

“  could you keep quiet for a bit ?  ”

“  you’re actually kind of amazing  ”

“  do you mean to imply you have no intention of acting a bit more respectably ?  ”

“  stop acting so nonchalant about getting hurt or killed  ”

“  naive and uptight is no way to live your life  ”

“  you’d better watch that temper  ”

“  i am absolutely disinterested in spending any time with you  ”

“  your lack of self-awareness is deeply troubling  ”

“  I’ll just be straightforward about taking advantage of you  ”

“  when will you tire of challenging me in pointless competitions ?  ”

“  you expect me to believe that ?  ”

“  i’ve had enough of your foolish antics  ”

“  i wish you would not sneak up on me like that  ”

“  before you reprimand me  ,  take a moment to consider your own failings  ”

“  it is like hearing a snake sing an aria  ”

“  am I hearing a deathbed confession ?  ”

“  i never have any idea what you’re talking about  ”

“  don’t walk away when i’m talking to you  ”

“  you’ll be the death of me for sure  ”

“  i do not intend to die  ”

“  i can’t believe you put yourself at risk for my benefit  ”

“  i don’t think i’ve ever seen you smile  ”

“  i do not desire your gratitude  ”

“  you’re surprisingly strong for how slender you appear  ”

“  perhaps i was flustered needlessly  ”

“  i had forgotten how charmingly ethereal you can be  ”

“  you’re going a little overboard  ”

“  you have shaken me to my very core  ”

“  so this is what death is like  ”

“  if you get sick of me  ,  i’m sorry ahead of time  ”

“  i’m embarrassed just thinking about it  ”

“  you’re like a little brother to me  ”

“  spending the rest of my life with you doesn’t sound so bad  ”

“  if our roles were reversed  ,  I don’t think I’d be able to forgive you  ”

“  you actually hate me  ,  right ?  ”

“  you haven’t stabbed me yet  ”

“  i want to be more like you  ”

“  i actually envy the size of your heart  ”

“  i don’t think you can solve all your problems by throwing a few punches  ”

“  there aren’t a lot of people like you in the world  ”

“  sorry I’ve been so oblivious to your needs  ”

“  sometimes you just can’t afford to wait around for someone else to notice ”

“  yesterday’s enemy is today’s ally  ”

“  you have to abandon old feuds  ”

“  learn to protect yourself before trying to protect me  ”

“  i always trust that you’ve got my back  ”

“  if only people could be more like flowers  ”

“  if you promise not to resort to violence  ,  I’ll do whatever you want  ”

“  i can’t stand the sight of me either  ”

“  i would be even more impressed if you hadn’t been screaming the whole time  ”

“  i did what was necessary to get you to comply  ”

“  you have so much power in you  ,  just waiting to be unleashed  ”

“  i’m hopelessly terrified of you  ”

#𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗎𝖾! — prompts #please

[mekabound]

I made this little piece as an example for animation i am going to make in my upcoming project, but one difference is that i wish it to be coloured.

#ok but like .. #𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗏𝗂𝖾𝗐 𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗆𝖺𝗓𝗂𝗇𝗀! — aesthetic

[mekabound]

i’m gonna start making a list of big dick energy things i say in class

#𝖻𝖺𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗎𝗍! — ooc #𝗁𝗆𝗉𝗁! — tbd #my teacher was just like anna banana is quiet today... anna banana... anna is quiet today and i just #'i just have social anxiety ma'am' #i wonder if i can get my teacher to call me wren without my parents finding out

[mekabound]

dox: there are some things i will never tell you hana: calm down you edgy bastard i was asking what you wanted for dinner

#𝖻𝖺𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗎𝗍! — ooc #𝗁𝗆𝗉𝗁! — tbd #— SUPERMASSIVE AUTOMATIC ( grimesucker ) #𝗉𝖾𝗐! — crack

[mekabound]

                              5UP3RM4551V3 4U70M471C

                          about .                                     rules .                                     setting .

#— promo #by now if you aren't following ghost you're missing out on like everything i write nowadays #me? writing canon/overwatch-related verses? not in this fuckin house #no meka only hana and her punk bastard friend

[mekabound]

@grimesucker​ || from here!

INVITATION INSPIRES PAUSE , mender stilled to stiffness - there’s almost an AUDIBLE crack of STONE when he finally turns to face her , a… STRANGE sort of PASSIVENESS upon his face ; it’s not that he’s HARD to READ , it’s simply that there’s NO EXPRESSION upon his features - blank , dark eyes DULL in how they hold hana— he knows she MEANS WELL , but dox has no interest in allowing anyone that CLOSE to him .

                                                               “ …lets put it this way, ”

       he begins , wetting his lips ;

                                           “ there are some things i will NEVER tell you. ”

     There’s something on his mind, Hana can feel it, but it’s similar to feeling a piece of fiberglass in your skin — she can feel it, but the odds of her finding and extracting it are slim. By now, she likes to think they’re friends, or something close to it, at least -- by now, they have to be, right? So it made sense, really, to ask — she knows Dox values his privacy, but it’s important to at least offer.

     Unfortunately, things down here work differently. Dox turns her down about as quickly as expected, but his manner of speech inspires a strange feeling -- not quite irritation, not quite concern or confusion - maybe a mix of both?

     “Okay,” she replies, hoping to mollify him a bit, reassure him that she won’t pester, though there’s an air of stubbornness about her as she continues, “But I’m here either way.” She’s spent too much of her time mothering her own mother for the urge to care to just go to waste like this — perhaps if she were in therapy, she would be met with “it’s not your job to fix people” or “you don’t need to take care of everyone,” but she’s not. A pause --

     “Are you sure?” Okay, maybe a little bit of pestering, just in case, but that’s it.  

#𝖺𝗅𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍! 𝗀𝖺𝗆𝖾𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾: 𝗈𝗇! — thread #verse d — undercity #— dox #grimesucker #— SUPERMASSIVE AUTOMATIC ( grimesucker ) #ahaha hana feels like it's her responsibility to take care of everybody around her at every opportunity - #- as a result of the emotional trauma of caring for her mother 24/7 in a way that impacted her daily life on a fundamental level #(writes hana angst instead of doing math)

[mekabound]

finishing an overdue assignment: :D accidentally closing the doc without realizing it hadn’t autosaved and won’t show up in recovery: D:

#𝖻𝖺𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗎𝗍! — ooc #𝗁𝗆𝗉𝗁! — tbd #me? about to scream? you're goddamn right

[mekabound]

  i was made to DESTROY.               not to FIX & not to HEAL       but to BREAK, to CONQUER, & to  K I L L.

                                                                     — x.

#— promo #YOOOOOOOOO