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Romantic Komo !
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You must follow the prompt: "Does this Komo still believe in love after loss?"




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[i]Username[/i];
[i]Name of Komo[/i];
[i]Gender/ pronouns of Komo[/i];
[i]Does this Komo still believe in love after loss?[/i];




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[pIanted]

i don't know wether to love you or hate you right now,

[beeqlass]

cyber || masumi || female || human!komos


she fell in love with the boy.
the boy that broke her heart.
it was years ago, now.
her heart was healing even now.
she didn’t know if she could love again, after him.

xxx”the galaxies and stars that night were beautiful,” she said as she lied down on the roof of her house, alongside one of her closest friends, chun-hua.

xxx”god, you’re still thinking about him? just move on already,” chun-hua had been there for masumi when she was heartbroken. chun-hua still remembered the night when masumi showed up at her door at 3am, and cried into her shoulder, whispering things that she couldn’t remember.

xxx”...the sky that night could of shined through anything, and his eyes lit up like a million fireflies,” masumi pushed herself up into a sitting position. ”since then, nobodies eyes have lit up like his did.” a small smile, a sad one at that. it’s been years since she saw someone so happy about being with her.. unless you count chun-hua...but they were only friends. barely friends - just two girls who sat on the train beside eachother and shared stories, sometimes hanging out at eachothers house.

xxxthe thoughts that run through eachothers heads at that exact moment could of never been put into words by either chun-hua or masumi. it was like something sparkeed it both of them, reigniting a fire that has been put out for too long.

xxx”but the sky tonight.. the stars are beautiful, and the moon shines brighter than ever,” she turned to look at masumi, a bright smile on her face. she almost looked like she could glow, it was that bright of a smile - the sort of smile that masumi hasn’t seen in years. ”imagine all the possible galaxies out there ... almost all of them prettier than the one that night.”

xxxthat was the night that masumi noticed the stars in chun-hua’s eyes, and they were even brighter than his eyes. the galaxies in them held secrets that begged to be unleashed, that craved for the same feeling back.

xxxchun-hua, on the other hand, has been seeing the same galaxy for years now - the one in masumi’s own eyes.

-

xxxmaybe that night with chun-hua had sparked something - a sign that she could actually love again. i thing more happened that night, they just fell asleep beside eachother under the sky full of stars. they woke up around noon the following day, and went their own separate ways from there.

-•-

xxxdays went by. weeks went by. months went by. the didn’t talk to eachother that much anymore for an unknown reason. maybe it was because masumi didn’t know what to do. who she was. because originally, she thought she could never fall in love with someone of her gender. but here she is, finding girls to be more and more pretty, prettier than boys. maybe she was lying to herself this whole time, and maybe chun-hua was her world that’s been hidden forever. she finally found her world, she just has to somehow ... make it hers.

xxxsomething then randomly interrupted her thoughts. a banging on her door. she was sitting in the living room, her living room, drawing, doodling. her hands did all the work, creating lines that created works of art. that’s when she was jolted out of her half zoned out state back into the real world, by the sudden noise, the banging on her door. it wasn’t anything like banging though, it was just knocking. knocking in a familiar pattern, which almost comforted her.

xxxopen the door. don’t just sit there. a voice popped up inside her head. she was so zoned out that she just sat there ... she set down her sketchbook, closing it but marked where she was by keeping her pencil inside. she walked up to the door- who could it be? it was mid-afternoon, and the sun filled the room - why would anyone want to see her now? she couldn’t possible think of anyone that would like to see her. she was just a quiet girl who had minimal friends - those friends never came over. and her brother always used the doorbell - why didn’t this person use the doorbell? she opened the door.

xxxoh. the door was opened, revealing chun-hua.

xxx”hey, it’s been awhile, hasn’t it? may i come in?” the both saw the stars in eachothers eyes, of anything they flowed brighter than the last time they saw eachother. thousands of universes hid inside their eyes.

xxx”yeah, sure, come inside,” masumi stepped aside, welcoming chun-hua in. she closed the door quickly, as soon as chun-hua stepped inside. she had so many questions, but none of them needed answers. the answers were already there, they were always there.

xxxchun-hua kissed masumi first. it was a light kiss. the kind that gave you better flies in your stomach. a soft, light kiss. their first kiss, but it definitely wasn’t their last.

xxxwhen the pulled away, masumi smiles and whispered out seven words that meant the world to both of them, ”i love you, and you’re my galaxy.”

[sicknasty]

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does this komo still believe in love after loss?
after it all, she does - but not in the way you
might think. when she first realised that she had
been betrayed - that the one she loved had been
lying to her - she was heartbroken. for weeks, she
pined and moped, lounging in an exaggerated
portrait of misery. and then one day, in the back
of a cupboard, she found something she hadn't
used or seen in years - a box of glossy nail polish
bottles. her boyfriend had never approved of it -
said it made her look like "some popular trash".

sicknasty / name: rianne / gender: female
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playlist:
pre-recovery: song one / song two
post-recovery: song one / song two

she remembered how much she loved dressing up, treating herself to fancy makeup and painting her claws a rainbow of sparkling colours. but she'd stopped, because he didn't want her to look like that, and the box of polish had been pushed to the back of the cupboard. she sighed, and was about to put it back, but something stopped her. after all, she was single now, wasn't she?
that afternoon, rianne went through all her old possessions - things she had loved and given up on because they weren't cool enough or loveable enough or simply rubbed him up the wrong way. she painted every claw a different clashing colour, found a face mask that hadn't expired, and sat in the bath til the water went cold, surrounded by so many candles it was probably a fire hazard. she got her old record player working, and played all her favourite songs on repeat, singing her voice hoarse. and that evening, as she leaned out of the window to watch the sunset and breathe in the sounds of the city, she realised - she hadn't thought about that douchebag once. no moping, no thoughts of what could have been - all she had needed was to do the things she loved again.
so yes - rianne has found love again; love for herself, and for all the things she was drawn away from. she's not magically better, but it's a great leap in the right direction. who needs a boyfriend when you have glittery bath bombs, anyway?

[alesana]

𝒶𝓁𝑒𝓈𝒶𝓃𝒶 . 𝓁𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓃𝒹𝑒𝓇 . 𝓈𝒽𝑒/𝒽𝑒𝓇

................

𝓅𝓇𝑜𝓂𝓅𝓉;
Lavender believes in faith, she knows someone will come to heal her heart after a loss.
She knows she will be happy again, cuddling, loving and experiencing new things.
She will always love the one thats now gone but she knows for her to be happy she
needs to continue seeking the one, and she knows in her heart her lost one agrees.

[ruethefangirl]

Username; rue.the.fangirl
Name of Komo; Auralee
Gender/ pronouns of Komo; Female- She/Her
Does this Komo still believe in love after loss?;
Yes! She believes that it does not mean she loved
the first any less, it just means she has healed
enough to move on. And if they really loved her,
they will understand and want her to be happy.
She believes that love does not end in death,
she may always love the one she lost deep down,
but that doesn't mean that she can't love again.
Love is not strict. It is limitless; it cannot be
controlled. Auralee believes in love at first sight
as well. The Power of Love <3

[beeb]

wip
Username; beeb
Name of Komo; francis
Gender/ pronouns of Komo; female
Does this Komo still believe in love after loss?;

[8 of Spades]

Username; 8 of Spades

Name of Komo;
Avin

Gender/ pronouns of Komo;
he/him

Does this Komo still believe in love after loss?;

No.
The pain of loss has hardened him.
Taken pieces of him that he did not know he had.
Made him cold and distant, reluctant to dive into love's warm waters again.
But love is patient, it waits in the shadows.
Behind corners, Behind doors.
He has given up on love.
But love has not given up on him.

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I Can't Pretend - The Drums
Can't Pretend - Tom Odell

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52 days.
52 days of rain.
52 days alone in a house that once was so alive.
He had to get out.
Let himself feel something again, even if it was just the cold and the rain.

The dust and the boxes of memories where getting to him.
It was all getting to him.
Shaking windowsills as the wind whistles, instead of footsteps down the stairs followed with warm laughter.
The sudden chill of being alone sinking deeper into his bones.
He hikes up his shoulders to brace against the wind.
It doesn't help.

The storm ends after 52 days, but the cold will take longer to chase away.

[bluewingz]

Username;
bluewingz

Name of Komo;
Eleah

Gender/ pronouns of Komo;
Female ~ She/Her

[i]Does this Komo still believe in love after loss?[/]
Of course, She has always known that even after losing someone doesn’t not break the word ‘Love’ instead it means a new beginning, a fresh start, to start new and to realize that its time to move on, but also to learn for the new. The past doesn't mean a broken heart forever, it doesn't mean that your world will stop spinning. Eleah understands that it will be a sad time but she knows that her heart will be sewn up~ <3



And a song that Eleah loves to listen too <3(Or maybe her voice?); https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g5vUBQBykJ4
Art(Drawn on ipad with finger); https://sta.sh/0617x044flp

Art (Drawn on Laptop); https://sta.sh/0xb80h86nlh

[dolly]

username. dolly
Name of komo. amorette
pronouns of komo. she/her

" does this komo still believe in love after loss? "

to put it perfectly clear, more or less at least, she'd cut down anyone who dare ask her anything personal. she believes in the love of the chase, in fact, it's a thing she loves most. she's known for her love of the bullet. a gun, always in hand, she's ready to start a fight and chase. she doesn't trust love, loud and clear, love is a waste and distraction.
ahe's always got nala by her side, love or not, she's one person she'd never point a gun at. a friend, a partner maybe, but feelings aren't a thing amorette would think to explore. the queen of hell and the hell hound they'd call the two across the sea. notorious for breaking hearts and stealing ships she was feared, and nala feared for being her right hand. amorette's fleet is the largest of the known world, hell flower leading the crew, captained by nala.

" First one up was a preacher's son. Last one down was an Englishman. "

personal isn't her thing if it isn't clear. a lady who knows how to burry feeling into a distant memory are ones who know survival, the ones who thrive in a game on the edge. each day is a fight against death, love just clouds judgment and causes a hesitation that's more than once caused death or more sadness than it's ever worth. amorette learned to survive from herself. she practically raised herself. her shaky morals gathered from families she tried to be a part of. she'd search tirelessly for missing komos, take their place in the family, and remain there until her lies fizzled into the wind.
the families were too full of grief of a lost love, most wouldn't even question if she was truly their child. she'd never had a family and every family she entered after kicked her back out. her emotions were like thorns enclosing her soft soul. she remained soft in her heart but her walls were thicker than bricks, impossible to reach her heart with a stone cold fence around it.

"It's so good to have someone to be so bad with. "

nala was a black swan. she mirrored amorette in a way she always longed for as well as ways she'd wished she'd be able to mirror. nala grew up without a family, her heart remained open though. she'd taught herself compassion over violence or walls. from the moment they met, nala was welcoming and kind to her. her armada just beginning, she needed someone she could trust.
she was certainly a stranger but she had a feeling to trust her since they first spoke. and so, a duo was born. nala didn't have the heart to do what amorette did on the daily but she was more than happy to server the woman. she'd captain her prized ship, the hell flower, she'd drive the getaway car. one of the reasons amorette was feared was because of her right hand lady. amorette with more bite than bark, and nala with more bark than bite. they could balance each other and they could fill in what the other had empty.

"All dressed up for a hit and run."