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[in_loveless_memory]

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[mrsnesbitt]

Sound off, Ritsuka.
I'd like to know you're safe.

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[in_loveless_memory]

[Dad is back!]

Well, I'm not dead yet.

How are you feeling? I can find someone to escort me back to the house if you want?

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[mrsnesbitt]

[HE SURE IS and he's willing to ignore how bad he feels physically, for the time being. he's actually doing relatively okay otherwise!

then ritsuka says that and he winces pretty heavily, glad the kid can't see him do so.]

Don't even joke about that.
I'm doing quite alright, I just wanted to check in. Do you want to come back? Where are you?

Text; UN: FlowerHurricane

[thunderingcourage]

Hey Ritsuka-kun,

Sorry that I haven't been by the library lately, I've been a little under the weather and didn't want anyone to catch this cold. But I hope that you're doing alright, is there enough food there?

Text;

[in_loveless_memory]

I'm managing... [In that, he's used to eating nothing for a couple days on end, he can manage meager rations and what's left so that the sick and injured get better first.]

Are YOU okay? What happened?

Text;

[thunderingcourage]

Do you want me to bring you something?

I had to help a friend, and I'm just a bit under the weather.

backdated to Christmas Eve

[cardcaptured]

[Late in the evening, there's going to be a small, neatly wrapped package left outside of Ritsuka's door. Atop it, there's a note, unsigned and written in messy handwriting:

To Aoyagi

Merry Christmas.
I hope we get to know one another better in the coming year.
Stay warm and stay safe for the holidays.

Within the package is a tin of cookies and a cat print circle scarf, both apparently handmade. If he's quick enough, he might see a shimmering young wolf with a bag upon it's back starting to dart away from the steps, it's golden eyes glancing over it's shoulder.]

New Year's Day

[thunderingcourage]

[New year's day Ritsuka will find a pochibukuro decorated with a picture of Yuiko on it containing his otoshidama gift from Makoto, as well as a small box. It would contain a bit of money as well as some sweets.]

“To a bright New Year and a fond farewell to the old; here's to the things that are yet to come, and to the memories that we hold.”

Early January

[ghostharasser]

Hey! Dipper, here! So, this is a mass text to the people I hang out with the most.

To make a long story short: an entity that caused us a lot of grief back home, that goes by the name of Bill Cipher, has been dragged in by Sodder. He’s a dangerous monster with ridiculous powers, even while being limited by Sodder. Some of his greatest hits back home include: Stealing my body and throwing it down a flight of stairs; and starting an apocalypse that nearly destroyed the world and also possibly my entire dimension!

He’s the absolute worst, I can’t overstate this fact.

We (my family and I) got him to agree to a truce, a cease fire of sorts, for the duration of our stay in Deerington, which is good! However, it is also a magically binding agreement with real consequences if one side breaks the rules. One of those rules is that we (the Pines Family) cannot send allies after him and if anyone hits him first, he has retaliation rights. Basically I am here to say: Please for the love of god stay away from him. He’s Bad News.

This is kind of a lot, and I get that. If you have any questions, or want me to explain further, hit me. If you also want to distance yourself from me or my family I also get that. No hard feelings, I promise.

Anyway, yeah, that’s about it.

[in_loveless_memory]

Kay.

But I'm not distancing myself from you, don't be an idiot.

[Yep, that is the reply to this whole essay Dipper has written to him. It is honestly the part that is the most important to Ritsuka anyway.]

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[ghostharasser]

[“KAY”!?]

[HE SPENT HOURS AGONIZING OVER THIS TEXT AND HE JUST GETS-]

[Okay no, the rest of the text is important and it’s relieving in a way Dipper can’t put into words. He’d made peace with potentially losing his friends over this but that didn’t mean he was happy about it.]

[ghostharasser]

Nothing about the deal with multiversal satan? Really?

Not that I don’t appreciate the rest, because I do. Like ...I really, really do, but I expected SOME questions.

Valentine's Day | Delivery - Action

[thunderingcourage]

[Makoto made it a point to at some point drop off a small bag of homemade chocolates for Ritsuka as well as a card.]

action; post-AU

[pinnedwings]

He shouldn't be surprised that Ritsuka's flower is near the library. As sweet as the bubbly, smiling, trusting boy he met was, that boy was not his Ritsuka.

Soubi stands vigil there in the final days of the other Ritsuka's existence. Ripping this one out of his cocoon seems wrong, so he is relieved when the petals start folding back. He tosses his cigarette away and crouches down. As soon as he can, he takes hold of Ritsuka's hand.

[in_loveless_memory]

His ear twitches. His alternate self had fallen apart days after he had been completely consumed. His eyes struggle to open and he groans.

"What..." he puts a hand to his head. When his eyes finally open, he sees Soubi holding his hand.

"Soubi..." he swallows. He remembers... he remembers everything. "The other one... that-"

[pinnedwings]

Soubi pulls gently until he can gather Ritsuka in his arms. He sits back, holding the boy close against him. He doesn't say anything right away, just buries his nose in Ritsuka's dark hair.

"I missed you, Ritsuka," he murmurs. It occurs to him that he should make sure Ritsuka gets something to eat or to drink, or that he should do more than sit here and hold him. Soon. He needs this, just for a moment longer.

Soubi lifts his head slowly and tips Ritsuka's chin up so that he can meet his gaze.

"There you are."

voice; (the 3rd, during maul's little murder spree)

[wasonayoyo]

[He knows things have been plenty screwy with the February stuff, but this... This isn't good, either. Best to check in with the kids, make sure they're not hopping out of one bad time into another.]

Hey, Ritsuka...! There's something awful going on out there; I think maybe a Sleeper's lost their marbles and are hurting people. Do me a favor and try to stay in the house until the dust settles, huh?

Voice;

[in_loveless_memory]

That will not be a problem. It's Maul, so, I'm definitely going to avoid him. [Though... Maul... has now helped him TWICE so...]

You should be careful too, Woody-san, his lightsaber can and does do serious business, even to toys.

Voice;

[wasonayoyo]

Don't you worry about me, kiddo. I'm just a toy — we need to worry more about keeping you and the other kids around here protected, okay?

[Living, breathing beings, they've always felt like more than him.

He's not sure how else to really put it.]

Video; un: thunderingcourage

[thunderingcourage]

Hey, things have been kind of weird lately with the fall. But I met Agatsuma-san the other day and wanted to check in and see how you were doing. Remember if you need anything I'm just a call away.

Video; UN: Godisdead

[in_loveless_memory]

Makoto-sensei! Ah, yeah, things have been weird. I wasn't hurt during the fall, though. I've stopped going to school since... well... it's gone now.

You... you uh, met Soubi? ..... He wasn't rude to you, was he? [HE SWEARS HE WILL YELL AT THAT MAN IF HE WAS RUDE TO ANOTHER SENSEI OF RITSUKA'S.]

Video;

[thunderingcourage]

Yeah, college classes have stopped too. But we can still have our lessons anytime you want, or if you need help running any errands or something.

I did, we met just after the fall. He seemed kind of like the quiet type, but he wasn't rude or anything. He helped protect from a dust cloud actually.

action!!

[tagartist]

[ Chloe's not surprised that Shiro all but forces a room on her, finding it almost sweet that she got his old room that she'd previously decked out in graffiti for him back in the dream world. It's weird to see it here, so physical, so real, when a dream was supposed to be anything but. In some ways it's like looking at something from another life.

She's also not surprised that she's laying in the bed without any ability to get any rest. She's been staring at the ceiling with irritation for at least half an hour before she finally decides to get up and just... walk around the house. Like maybe that will help get her to sleep better somehow.

Chloe stops outside the door to the room she knows used to be Allura's. It's where she's standing when she hears someone else up and walking. Her hand had been resting on the door, but she looks up and towards the footsteps, expecting it to be Shiro, or maybe even Adam, but it's a different familiar face instead. One that feels more surprising.

She doesn't know if Ritsuka will remember her, though, and so she's cautious in her greeting. She doesn't know how much disappointment she can handle in one day. ]

... Hey.

[in_loveless_memory]

[Once Ritsuka and Chloe had gotten over the misunderstanding he had that he thought she hated him, Ritsuka liked her. She was cool and competent, artistic, and absolutely not the sort to sugar coat life's bullshit just because he was 12. He appreciated that.

SO when he sees Chloe in Shiro and Adam's (and he guesses his too for now) house, he stops. His ears perk.]

Chloe-san? Is that you? Have... have you been here this whole time?

Gift Delivery - December 25th

[survivalthroughhate]

[This year, Maul had decided to behave himself when it came to giving gifts, unlike in years past where he broke into people's houses rather like Santa himself did. All gifts are left on the porch or front step of the recipient's home for them to find in the morning.

He knew that Ritsuka wanted nothing to do with him and he was doing his best to respect those boundaries. But still, the idea of the young boy being here alone at Christmas tugged at Maul in a place in his hearts where a small, scared little Zabrak kit still resided. So he left something he felt was innocuous enough: a stuffed animal. Signed in a note in blocky letters, Ritsuka was wished a Merry Christmas. The only signature on it was "Santa."]