Two friends.
Fell and Lust discover they had similar inner demons, and make progress working through them tonight.
This is entirely platonic.
[TW! Implied SA, implied CSA, internalized victim blaming, swearing, smoking!]
Fell and Lust were both sprawled out on opposite ends up the couch. Lust had dried tears on his face and Fell had a cigarette in his mouth, smoke gently swirled in the air.
"...So you... were... also..." Lust's voice was so tired, exhaustion took him over as Fell gave a gruff 'mhm'.
"...Damn, I-I thought it was bad on my end... but you were a kid?" Fell replied, glancing over to the skeleton on purple, who shrugged.
"Too be fair... atleast I've acknowledged I didn't... particularly do anything to deserve that..." Lust have a soft glare at Fell, not an angry one, but one that said 'I know you're denying it was as bad as it was.'
Damn, he really is good at even reading his own expression.
"No shit, you were a kid." The one in red decided on, leaning back into the couch.
"...And you were still a victim. Red." He sighed. "Being an afult... doesn't make it any better."
"Maybe," Red huffed. "But bein' below double digits makes it worse."
There was a short silence, followed by Lust going, "Red, you were still a victim.. I-I don't think we should be playing who got it worse..."
"Heh, still wanna find the bastard who did that to ya." He spoke with a grim chuckle, passing another tissue over to Lust.
As Lust reaches out for it, instead he gently took Fell's hand, getting his attention on him finally. "The hell?-" He muttered.
"It's not your fault."
Lust spoke with a gentle tone, it was a caring one. And yet Fell just gave a weird look to him, "I know?"
"No, Fell." A bit sterner. "It is not your fault. You are not to blame for it."
Fell pulled his hand back, looking down at it. "...I know that, damn.."
Lust frowned. "...Do you?" He finally took that tissue, wiping old makeup and fresh tears alike, voice edging on cracking. "Do you think that.. even if it isn't your fault it happened, y-you think you're still to blame for not stopping it?"
Fell sputtered, "Where the hell did that come from?"
Lust went quiet, "...Your expression, I suppose."
A pang of worry, and near guilt—Oh, and mild agitation shot into fell. "Is that where all that came from?"
Lust shrugged, adjusting to sit on the couch with his knees held up to his chest. "...I don't think you're to blame for anything of that degree."
"Do you think you are though?" He tucked a hand in his pocket, other fidgeting with getting the cigarette into a half way filled can of water.
"I... think you and I are blaming ourselves for different things relating to what happened." Lust eventually verbalized, voice growing sadder, as Fell frowned.
"...Alright, c'mere." He awkwardly opened one arm, much to the surprise of Lust. Though after a quick dumbfounded stare, he found himself crawling right up againest Fell.
"...I think you right pal, I think there's shit I should've done to stop it. And I think I still don't understand how the hell you could manage to blame a kid, even if it's yer'self." There was a drawn out pause, as he wrapped an arm around Lust's shoulder. "But I think I see where yer going with the 'ain't my fault' thing."
Lust made a small whine, "...Is it bad to blame myself?" He whispered out
Fell would've raised an eyebrow if he had any, but he didn't. "Morally, or just plain bad for you?"
"Morally." Lust mumbled. And now Fell just realized he can't just shit talk himself and then justify Lust... damn, he's being forced to allow himself some slack.
"Nah, definitely gonna wreck your mental health—But blamin' yourself ain't the same thing as blamin' someone else." Lust sighed, nodding.
"...Do you understand that too?"
Fell sighed, scratching the back of his neck. "Guess so? Ya kinda backed me into 'yer damn self love corner." He said with a chuckle, and that got Lust to laugh as well.
"O-Oh dear, we are far from self love..." He giggled, and had a sad smile... "...But I... would like to get there."
Fell paused, "..Ya, me too."
[Authors note! Might extend this if I post on a03!]
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Pop, I think you should lay down for a while in the shade of the sunshade, it is a really hot day after all. so maybe it is time that you relax a bit as well :-) Everything will be fine, just sit down and close your eyes for a moment...
Pop; Someone needs to watch over the kids.. Bet he knew I was gonna do it. Busters know-it-all dad, The disliking one and other is mutual. But we try not to interfere with Buster and Cubs friendship.
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That was possibly the worst response to someone with obvious depression that I’ve ever seen in my life. Seriously what are you thinking? The VERY LAST THING that someone who’s looking for solutions wants to hear is some useless, and I do mean, USELESS, euphemism. “Hey I’m holding a blade to my wrists, gonna end it all!” “Lol have you tried not being sad?” And then you have the gall to reblog it?? Shameful. Please disable your page.
wow. bringing nice energy to the new year, huh. and a lack of reading comprehension? damn. hi ya 💥
Anywho, for clarification purposes, I'll say that I wasn't saying 'just be happy'. My whole schtick is that it's okay to be not okay. I'm saying there are things you're able to appreciate and be proud of, even if you have/did jack diddly squat. don't put words in my mouth.
aand I don't think I'm licensed to be giving any solutions to mental health issues. considering there aren't any soundproof solutions, anyway. and I'm only a freshly grown adult. woo. 🤷
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