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More stuff I wrote for class

CW: death, space’s empty void, Sci fi space stuff, implied suicide, love till the end

The best that money could buy wasn’t always enough, especially now. He sighed as he ran a hand over the cold glass, rose creeping around the edges of the frame like a rogue vine. Looking through the fogged glass at the person he loved and promised to love for the eternity to come. Yet the freeze pod seemed to want his heart to shatter as it blinked a soft red, illuminating his partner’s blue face in a soft purple light.

The damned machine was failing and he knew there wouldn’t be much time left before his beloved other half melted away, the attempts to save them was for nothing in the end. A useless waste of money and time, grief had set in long ago but lay dormant until this point. He wondered if he had maybe paid more for it or spent his money to better protect the other then maybe things would’ve been different.

After a moment more of thought he sighed and gently pressed the button, the pod opened with a soft hiss. After a eternity of moments, both were dressed in their space suits, one carrying the other’s limp figure in his arms past the sparking wires and containment breaches in the space ship. He finally reached the gaping hole in the ship, void and stars reached out for eternity ahead of them. He took one final glance at the ship then back to his partner, who’s face made them look as if they were merely asleep. He wished his soulmate a warm and loving goodnight, embracing them tightly and stepped into the empty vacuum.

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ARDEL: “Scared? I’m only scared if I’m afraid and…”

Ardel takes a breath in as he continues to stare into space, his ears twitch when a voice within himself echo’s inside his head.

’ Do you shudder when you think about him because if they found out what you did to him they’ll rebel? They’ll become mad because you took him away from them? Because you didn’t do enough? You’re scared that they’re going to get revenge and take you away too. That’s how it works remember? You fuck up you get punished equally. That’s how it worked so you know what they’ll do to you- ’

He’s snapped out of his trance with a shout.

ARDEL: “YA?”

ARDEL: “YEAH IM COMING! JUST PIPE DOWN!”

The Mightyena sighs as he pushes himself off the ground, pushing away the intrusive thoughts that succumbed to his mind.

ARDEL: “I’ve gotta take Mausa and the others to the Museum today. They’ve been hyper about it all week. So… I gotta go.

He waves as he walks to the back door of the house.

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ARDEL: “I don’t get offered a lot to be willingly talked to about sad shit like this so. Trust me I don’t take this for granted and I want to talk about it it’s just.”

ARDEL: “I just can’t get it out. Every muscle in my body fights against me. My lungs feel like they’re full of water and blood, my fur feels like it’s being assaulted by ticks and leeches, my mouth becomes drier than the desert and I just completely shutdown. And it fucking SUCKS because I want to tell someone why I act the way I do and what’s hurting but I cant because. There’s just. SOMETHING. A thing that stops me as if even it doesn’t want me to get better.”

Ardel’s tail begins to lift itself up and bang angrily against the grass as he sips on his drink bottle again. He doesn’t even seem to be aware that it’s happening, he also isn’t aware of his claws unsheathing and sheathing themself as he talks.

ARDEL: “And because of that I just default to the next fucking thing I can do that won’t turn me into this frozen statue open to be fucking murdered, and that thing is just rage. It’s me being angry because I can’t do anything and I… I used to think it was a part of me and that I’m just mad at everything else that isn’t me. But. I think I’m just mad at myself because I can’t get better despite wanting and trying to!”

ARDEL: “It feels like a pointless cycle at this point! I wake up, try to get better and I never fucking get better!”

His eyes start to tear up as his grip on his drink bottle becomes even tighter.

ARDEL: “Because the only time I remember being truly happy was when he was here. Now I feel like I just smile to fake it and make everyone around me not ask what’s wrong because I can’t say what’s wrong.”

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Yoyo: “ I would love to hear more about Zeppelin ! “

Mod: “ Thank you again for answering ayah !!! I hope it is alright to you ! I am fighting exhaustion and art is very hard to do ^^” But I had fun making a more anthro version of Yoyo to match a bit with your style ! “

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