[SilverSamurai]

"No light, no light in your bright blue eyes, __________ I never knew daylight could be so violent"

"You don't have to do this," she pleaded, but it was too late. Things were different now, and my mind can't be changed by my sister's cry. "I'm sorry, my sister, but you just don't understand. You never will," I finished by turning my back to her, my eyes burning with new resolve. "Deimos-," but I but cut her off, "Tell me what you want me to say."

"This could be the end of me and everything I know. But oh, I won't go.

- It's not my time, I'm not going -

Before I could react, the portal snapped closed and vanished into the nothingness of space. Vincent... abruptly closed the portal and thus my connection to the planet. I knew the risks of stepping through the portal, and yet... I did it anyway. But this wasn't over. I made a promise and I intend to keep it. I just have to find a way back to my home planet.

wip Keres if I have time "You must know life to see decay"

[Gadgetrocks]

Some work in progress sketches

"I do, what the good girls don't."
Kaliyah- Good Girls- Elle King

Kaliyah slipped the large copper dragon scale into her bag. Satisfied by her work, she continued back to the village.

Kaliyah went down the nearly overgrown path, the minty air filling her lungs the feelings of joy rushing through her.

She sees the other female viscets in this village, none at all like her. "I'm different."

Knowing how strong and powerful she is compared to these other viscets, she smiles. "But I'm different in a good way."


"Talking to the moon."
Aasira- Talking to the Moon- Bruno Mars

"Lapis. I will find a way to help you, you're never completely gone." Aasira deals with the problems of having a ghost for a boyfriend.

[grifforik]

res

[Yuroshi]

Rogue -- Jump, Astrid S.

I'm back here. Again. Standing on the rooftop of the tallest building, my paws curled half over the edge as my eyes scan the sky. If I'm careful and quiet, I imagine I can hear the little visclings being tucked in, cuddled, and kissed goodnight by their parents, who love them more than you could ever know. If I close my eyes really tight, I can even imagine that I know that that feels like.
But that's foolish.
I allow my eyes to flutter back open as the wind curls around my face, almost as if it's laughing at me. Around me? There's... no one. Just as usual. There's never been anyone.
I lean forward more.
I've been here every single day this summer, staring, listening. Waiting. For what? I don't know... all I know is that I can't wait much longer. What's the point, anyone? There's no one there, no one could hate me any more for it. In fact, I might even be helpful to someone. Maybe it'll be worth it. No, it will definitely be worth it.
I lean further out, my talons digging into the wood beneath me, my perch precarious as the wind picks up in its excitement. I close my eyes once more, and let it wash over me.
That same word I've been dreaming of, it just keeps going over, and over in my head. This time, I'll listen to it. Jump.
And I did. I flew through the air, my eyes snapping open as I finally let go, and a smile coming onto my face as I realized that this time, it was really happening. And this time? There's no going back.
Without a sound- as far as anyone who might've been close knows, I land on a windowsill.
I hear a faint sniffling inside, coming from a viscling who knows they're no longer wanted. A child, feeling one of two things that no one should ever feel. Why? Because they're different. That's it. People fear what they don't know- what isn't the same. The smile slips from my face, but I'm even more convinced, that this jump was the right decision to make.
I can barely restrain my rage, but I know I have to. In the end, I do. Opening the window silently, without breaking it, takes concentration, and it helps me to calm, until I get in. The child gasps, momentarily frightened, before doing the craziest thing. This child, who has been offered nothing, immediately saw me, and gifted me- smiling at me. I hadn't even offered him anything. It doesn't take long for him- as I now know it's a him- to reach up to me once I offer to take him in my arms. I ask him if he is willing to make the leap with my, and he nods without a moment of hesitation.
For the second time that night, I jumped. I made a huge leap. And i know the consequences, if I'm caught for what I've done, will be dire. But to make these kids happy, and give them a chance at a true life? Well, I don't mind falling if it's for that. All my summer before this, I've been on the edge. But now? There's no turning back. And I wouldn't have it any other way.

[✦ nemuri]

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indentchoking back a gasp as she dropped onto her knees, hoshi's silver eyes widened in horror as her paws reached for her chest, grasping it in pain. the feelings of hurt and frustration only multiplied in her new position, and the viscet bit on her tongue to prevent herself from crying out. thoughts of anger and fear, and although she searched through her heart for a source to blame it on, she found nothing. her heart was empty, and upon her sudden realization, she stumbled backwards until her back hit a wall. crumpling down into a small ball, ragged breathing soon turned into choked sobs, and hoshi's eyes closed softly and the viscet started to weep.

indentas far as she could tell, there should be no reason why hoshi was on the ground, clutching at her chest as though she wanted to rip her heart out. the viscet stuck within a viscling's body flattened her ears against her head, and as her eyes glimmered with unshed tears. the only question hoshi could ask herself was why, why was this happening to her and how can i get this to stop. she suspected that it had something to do with the curse that had been placed on her soul, as there was simply no reason for her to suddenly collapse into wracking sobs. the curse had reverted hoshi back into her viscling form, and prevented her physical appearance to grow. at first, thought that she would've been okay with it; after all, there could've been curses way worse than having an eternally youthful appearance, right? that was what hoshi had believed at first, but perhaps there were side effects that she hadn't been aware of. perhaps her constant mood swings was one of the many side effects of her curse.

indentcursing softly to herself, hoshi curled into a tight ball and lifted a paw to rub away the tear tracks on her cheeks. her movements were shaky, erratic even, and the viscet's lip trembled with unease. she wanted the curse to go away. she wanted to do something about it, but because the curse couldn't be reversed, her paws were tied. "why... why on earth do i feel so useless? it's like i can't even do anything to make myself feel better." she paused, glancing around the room, as she forcefully pushed herself back onto her feet. her silver eyes lacked their usual sparkle and were duller than usual, and the normally-chipper smile that would've been seen on her face had been replaced with an expressionless frown.

indentas hoshi made her way out of the room, she lifted her head briefly to acknowledge the other viscet who was entering. when her silver eyes met the red eyes of willow, the smaller viscet could feel her body stiffen up slightly at the unusually fierce look in her adoptive sister's eyes. when she hurried to lower her head and turned to leave, the viscet with horns intercepted hoshi's path, effectively cutting off her only way of escape. hoshi raised her head, looking chagrined, and was about to open her mouth to complain and insist for willow to let her by when the red-eyed viscet opened her mouth first.

indent"i'm not letting you go that easily, hoshi," willow said, stretching out her arms to emphasize the fact that the smaller viscet wasn't allowed to leave the room. light reflected off her lightning patterned fur, and hoshi gritted her teeth in agitation. sensing her adoptive sister's worsening mood, the red-eyed viscet let out a small sigh before lowering her arms. however, she remained in the doorway, and hoshi realized that willow wasn't planning on budging any time soon. "what's wrong with you these days? you've been acting really weird, and while i don't really care, it's starting to creep me out a little. please return to your normal self and save mother and father some grief."

indent"i - oh, alright," hoshi muttered, softly consenting to the red-eyed viscet's request. when she raised her head again to observe willow's features, she seemed to look more relieved than before. in that moment, a single thought ran through the silver-eyed viscet's mind, something that she would normally never, ever think about. was... was willow worried about my wellbeing? why would she do such a thing, though? we've always hated each other for as long as i can remember, and it doesn't seem right to just change things up like that. but... if she cares, then she might be willing to hear me out. shaking her head to clear her mind of her thoughts, hoshi brought her trembling paws together and rubbed nervously at them. "hey, willow... would you ever want to jump into a nuclear radiator for any reason? i've been having some scary thoughts lately, and for whatever reason, my mind came to the conclusion that i'll only be able to truly release my old self by experiencing a sight that no one else has ever seen before."

indentwhen willow flinched backwards and reared in shock at hoshi's statement, the smaller viscet lowered her head, cursing softly under her breath. the way she had phrased her statement was all wrong; now the lightning and butterfly patterned viscet was definitely going to think that there was something wrong with her, and in the worst case scenario, willow would end up telling nabi and ligonem. as much as hoshi appreciated her adoptive parents' help and care, she had wanted to deal with her problem as privately as possible and involve as few viscets as possible. now that she had ended up telling willow, it seemed as though her desire for privacy wouldn't ever be realized. swallowing back a lump in her throat, hoshi opened her mouth, shaking her head fervently. "n-no, wait... i didn't mean to say it like that! i mean... wouldn't it be the same as diving deep into the ocean, or diving down towards the planet's core? i don't know how to explain it, but i just... want to fall down, if that makes any sense at all. it probably doesn't." pausing slightly, hoshi raised her head again, and with worry and confusion flitting back and forth between her silvery orbs, she let out a soft, mournful chuckle. "i'm sorry."

indent"you're really not acting right recently, hoshi. seriously, what's wrong? you can tell me; even if i don't really like you, we're still family, and mother and father would be upset if i didn't at least try to comfort you or anything." clicking her tongue slightly, willow ushered the smaller viscet back into the room, and made her sit down on a chair. hoshi shifted around in her seat in discomfort, and her eyes shimmered with unshed tears. willow paused at the pitiful sight of her adoptive sister, but ended up letting out a sigh and reached out a paw to pat hoshi's head. "i don't understand how you're feeling and i'll probably never understand, but i'm here for you in this moment, so that's all that matters right now."

indent"you don't have to force yourself to understand, willow. it's okay, i'll only end up troubling you more." she pursed her lips together slightly before letting out a long sigh, and as hoshi crossed her arms across her chest and leaned back into her chair, willow raised a questioning eyebrow, prompting the smaller viscet to elaborate on her answer once again. the pale-eyed viscet paused, uncertain of what to say, but once she had finally made up her mind, she bit her lip once before opening her mouth once again. "it's just... i'm always annoying you. i hate being in this small body. my mental age is so much older than my physical appearance, and i absolutely hate that about myself. if my mind could be returned to that of a viscling's mind, then so be it! at least i'd fit in. of course, the best case scenario would be to regain my previous form, but that's not possible, unfortunately."

indentwillow didn't say anything at first, and when hoshi raised her head anxiously to gauge at her adoptive sister's reaction, she let out a small yelp when the horned viscet lurched forward and embraced her smaller body. at first, hoshi stood there, unable to move, but once the warmth and comfort of willow's embrace set in, the tears started to spill from the corners of her eyes. when she first started to cry, it was just a few tears that the pale-eyed viscet had attempted to brush away; however, the tears soon turned into miniature rivers streaking down hoshi's cheeks, and as she buried herself within willow's fur, the smaller viscet let out a choked gasp and started to cough.

indent"what do you want to do?" willow asked gently, raising a tentative paw to stroke at hoshi's mane like a caring parent. hoshi shuddered slightly from willow's touch, and when she lifted her head to look into the larger viscet's eyes, her lip trembled upon seeing willow's genuinely concerned expression. why was she being so nice all of a sudden? hoshi hated the look within the horned viscet's eyes, and she wanted everything to return to how it used to be, even if it meant that she would remain in the young body of a viscling forever. even if she had been crying about her pitiful state before, hoshi would much rather face willow's spiteful remarks than her gentle words. the larger viscet noticed the conflict bubble up within the smaller viscet's eyes, and she let out a small sigh. "you know what, don't even say anything. you're obviously going to say something stupid if i let you speak, and i'm don't want to deal with that right now. just... stay silent for a moment, and try to stop crying if you can."

indent"you know that's simply impossible, willow; i will never stop talking and annoying you, even if it meant that i would lose my life. we've come so far like this, and i'd hate to see things change," hoshi replied quietly, as her silver eyes glimmered slightly. while confusion and sadness was still prevalent within her pale orbs, willow could detect a hint of determination hiding behind the clusters of other emotions, and the larger viscet pursed her lips together tightly before opening her mouth to speak. however, before she could utter out a single word, the smaller viscet beat her to the punch, continuing on from where she had left off before. "anyways, about what i want to do... i suppose i want to kill my old self. that is, i want to change my mental mind to fit my current body, because with the way things are at the moment, everything is painful. however, if that were to happen, i do not want to get you, nabi, or ligonem involved at all. that will happen in its own time, and if any of you attempt to interfere at all, i'll go up to yin and demand him to turn me into a ghost as well."

indentwillow scoffed incredulously at her adoptive sister's words, not really believing what hoshi had said, but her scoff died in her throat upon seeing the hard look within hoshi's steely silver eyes. it was clear that the smaller viscet was one hundred percent serious, and nothing she could say would be able to convince her otherwise. willow hadn't ever seen the cheerful viscet in this much pain, and she'd be lying to herself if she said that she wasn't confused or upset in the slightest. "didn't i tell you to shut up, hoshi? god, will you listen to me for once? look, i know you don't want any help, but sooner or later, you'll have to understand that you can't do every single damn thing by yourself. nabi and ligonem adopted you for a reason; you needed a home, and they wanted to help you through all your troubles. as much as i don't like you, that's also what i'm here for, as your adoptive sister. you can't get rid of us now that we're already in your life; just think how much pain you're going to put nabi and ligonem through by keeping them in the dark like this. please reconsider your actions. they've done so much for you, and this is how you're going to replay them? don't make me laugh, honestly."

indent"i... alright, you have a point there. but even still... it's just too much of a personal issue for me to be comfortable with letting you, nabi, and ligonem within my walls. i understand everything the three of you have done for me, and i really appreciate it, but i'd really like if i could have some time alone to deal with this. is that... is that okay? i'm not going to do anything rash, i swear. i'm just going to be in my room." laughing nervously and gently pushing willow's larger body away from her own, hoshi's silver eyes dulled slightly as she spoke, and her voice shook as though she were about to cry again. she glanced away from the horned viscet to avoid looking at the other viscet's disappointed reaction, but when willow opened her mouth to speak, hoshi's lips began to tremble once more.

indent"no, i'm not letting you go anywhere alone. you're not safe from your mind, and if i leave you alone, your mind will attack you like it did previously. it's dangerous, and i'd rather not have nabi and ligonem freaking out over you, thank you very much. in any case, i don't have anything to do, so we might as well spend some time together to get to know each other, since, you know, we never really did sit down and have a heart-to-heart chat before. this is long overdue, so don't you dare disagree and ruin my beautifully crafted plans." curling her lips upwards in a small attempt of a smile, willow extended a paw to the smaller viscet, prompting hoshi to take it. hesitantly, the silver-eyed viscet set her paw in the horned viscet's paw, and allowed willow to lead her away. the larger viscet let out a small sigh, before proceeding to open her mouth again to speak. "for now, just don't worry about anything. if the thoughts get really bad, then we'll talk it out. for now, we're going to have some fun, you hear me?"

indenta small smile slid onto hoshi's face upon hearing willow's words, and for the first time that day, the smaller viscet let out a small, breathy laugh. "... thank you, willow, i really needed that. well, i'm not sure how well that's going to turn, but i'll try my best to stay strong. it's probably going to be difficult, but i'll really try to accept both factors of myself. for now, let's play some chess, shall we? don't go crying to ligonem if you lose, though; i'm really good!"



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indent[ meltdown ; sung by kagamine rin/shimoda asami, composed by iroha(sasaki) ]

indent[ viscets used/mentioned : hoshi, willow, nabi, ligonem ]

[magpiemochi.]

Keristrasza: Reflection from the Mulan soundtrack

Miervaldis Ma'at: a being of peace and mystery. A viscet who would sooner surrender in the face of war if it meant he would save lives. Pride meant nothing to the peacekeeper and that's why it was such a surprise to the rest of Auwei when he found himself partnered with the Guardian of War, Alextrasza. Of course, they respected his decision, but often wondered how things worked out between the two. All ill thoughts and voiced opinions were silenced, however, when the two welcomed a new life into the world: Keristrasza. A viscet who, as chance would have it, inherited her father's role as a peacekeeper; though as she continued to grow, she quickly realized it wasn't what she wanted. Keristrasza loved both of her parents dearly, but felt more in tune with her mother and more often than not, agreed with how she handled things. While she certainly respected her father's way of life, she couldn't see herself living the same way. The only problem was she had absolutely no idea how to tell her parents of her internal conflicts. Status and roles were incredibly important; it was a tradition that her parents weren't willing to break.

Keristrasza didn't want to be a disappointment to her family, but she also couldn't live the life they expected her to live. She couldn't spend her days in deep meditation and guiding others in the way of the peacekeeper; she would rather be exiled than force herself to do something didn't have the passion for. Though she never felt as though her parents would go so far as to exile her, she knew they would distance themselves from her, unsure of how to really approach the situation at hand. Or perhaps, to her complete surprise, they would be fully accepting of her choices and respect her wishes.

Yes, that would be a big fat chance, but a viscet could hope, yeah?

As the young and defeated viscet collapsed onto a layer of jagged rock that held back the crystal blue pond waters, she released an exhausted sigh. Loud and dramatic. Orange eyes met a muddied version of the same orange eyes staring back at her from the surface of the water; she couldn't help rolling them in frustration. Summer was supposed to be a carefree season filled with fun and laughter. A time where all responsibilities were pushed aside to lay out against the warm grass and pick out shapes in the clouds. She should have been in the pond, splashing around and harassing the small koi they kept as pets, but instead she was trapped inside of her own mind, worrying about the future and wondering just how she would tell her parents of her decision to defy tradition and follow in her mother's footsteps.

Crossbones: Power by Bastille

Crossbones had always been his own independent viscet for as long as he could remember. As just a small viscling, he escaped from the hell that was his home life and with the terrible life lessons he had learned, formed his own street gang. The Savage Crims, he called them, and at first, it wasn't much better from the home he had fled from. Much older and stronger viscets caught wind of the new gang popping up in the city, and they sought out to destroy it before it even started. Thanks to dumb luck mostly, Crossbones managed to secure his territory and so he grew within the gang, earning his own family in the process. After a particularly dangerous run in with law enforcement, the leader decided it would be best for himself and his new family if he joined the military in order to learn some discipline. He made the choice himself, knowing that he learned nothing from his parents as a viscling, and he would soon find out that it would be much the same in the Army.

Instead of learning the lessons he was so desperate to grasp onto, his naiveté led him down a path he wasn't ready to take. Unknowingly, he signed a contract in blood, convinced he would be given knowledge and power. It wasn't until he was taken from the military by the viscet he made a deal with, that he realized the mistake of his decision: he had signed himself over to this unknown viscet. Once the rage quelled, Crossbones began to undergo a series of tests and experiments. He was given, over time, small doses of a specific serum that he wasn't allowed to know the components of. It wasn't until the experimentation was complete, that he was told the success rate of the serum: 20.5%. There was more rage, but he felt something else too. He felt stronger; he felt powerful. The fluid he had been injected with was a knock-off super-soldier serum. That sort of information had him feeling a flurry of different emotions. Crossbones was unable to feel rage at the deception; the power he felt was just too great for him to be angry.

It wasn't too long before the novelty wore off and he started to regret trading independence for power. Confident that he could have had both if he just continued on the path he was on before he enlisted in the military. If he didn't think about the fact that he was, quite literally, owned by another viscet, the life wasn't all that bad. His boss gave him whatever he wanted as long as he continued to work for him, and sometimes, that alone made him feel as though he had his independence. But other times, he tightened that metaphorical leash over the smallest of mistakes. Or if Crossbones decided to work a job his own way instead of following strict instructions, he would be punished for it.

That's something he just couldn't allow to go on any longer.

Even though Crossbones wasn't the Bossman, he was still allowed to run his old gang again, The Savage Crims, which would have been a blessing if he actually had any sort of control. At that point, it was more like a moral support situation. It made Crossbones feel lesser, and he couldn't stand feeling lesser; not after everything he had been through. Not after living through hell and finding his own way out of it. So, instead of using the summer to go on that much needed vacation to some tropical island, they used it to plan a revolt with Crossbones as their leader. With his own little sidekick, JJ by his side, Crossbones and the rest of the gang set their plan in motion to rise up against the Boss and send him down to swim with the fishes.

Even though it wasn't an easy task, they managed to right all of the wrongs and Crossbones was free of the chains that had seemingly bound him for the entirety of his life: first by his father, and then by a viscet he trusted to lead him onto the right path.

It was finally his time to call the shots.

Bucky: I'll Be Good by Jaymes Young

Sometimes life was normal. He would wake up in the mornings, look at his own reflection, and manage a smile at what he saw staring back at him. He would continue on with his day feeling content and confident in his own independence and sanity. Then other times, his eyes would narrow at the hollow viscet he saw staring back at him and he would lock himself in his dark apartment, not daring to leave even for a second. Guilt and regret flowed through the blood in his veins like jagged razorblades catching on every obstacle, causing his heart to ache. Although there were no razorblades in his blood or inside of his heart, he still clenched his chest and pushed a heavy breath out of his lungs in fear that it would be his last. There was a specific term for the experience; he heard it being explained in passing one day.

Anxiety.

An unseen force that could cripple even the strongest viscet. A force so strong that when it first happened, he assumed he was having some sort of heart attack, but when it passed not long after it started, he was befuddled but shrugged it off as if nothing had happened. Bucky wasn't one to talk about his emotions. He wasn't one to ask anyone else for help, so each time it happened, he did his best to hide himself away, in fear that someone would walk in on the act. He didn't need anyone playing therapist with him; he could figure it out on his own.

It was obvious where the anxiety came from, although he hated to admit it, even if it was only to himself. As hard as he tried to make up for everything he had done in his past, it was never enough. At least not for him. It was frightening that nothing would ever be good enough. Nothing he did would ever bring back those lost by his hands. Nothing would ever show just how remorseful he was, even if he wasn't in his own mind when it all happened. It didn't matter whose mind he was in: whether it was the soldiers, or his own, he could still hear all of their voices begging and pleading with him for mercy. Even though he wasn't the one, mentally, to snuff out all of those lights from shining and terrified eyes, he could see them all as clear as day every single time he closed his own eyes. He could nearly taste their tears in the form of a bitter regret threatening to burn his esophagus.

So many times he was told that it wasn't his fault, that he wasn't the one to blame. He was told that he needed to stop reliving the horrors and instead, try to move on. Only because they were his friends, and he understood they were only trying to help, he didn't challenge them to try living a day in his shoes. Instead, he offered a feeble smile and assured them that he had just been having a bad day all together, and that it didn't have anything to do with living in the past. Their worry made him feel even worse about everything; why did he deserve it? All of the things he had done, he didn't deserve their concern. He didn't deserve their love or support. He didn't deserve them.

The reflection staring back at him was broken, emotionally battered; barely even a reflection at all. Blue eyes had difficulty focusing on the reflection as strong paws gripped the sink in front of him. For a moment, he studied his features, eyes scanning every single detail and noting them in the back of his head. Each scar, each discoloration of fur, every patch missing. The purpose? There wasn't much of one —- it was mainly a distraction from the thoughts repeating in his head. One distraction led to another, and soon, he was completely focused on the reflection in the mirror. For a moment, he saw the soldier, geared up and ready to perform at peak perfection, but this time, he didn't back away from the image. Instead, he clenched his jaw and silently challenged his own reflection. The refusal against battered features had the image disappearing and morphing into something Bucky hadn't seen in a long time. He almost didn't recognize the image in front of him.

Charming, handsome, young. It was him before everything. Before the war, before his capture, before ...

"Y'gotta fight it, pal." The image spoke, causing Bucky's eyes to widen before he rubbed them with shaky paws.

"Yeah, this might seem weird, but don't worry. It's just you. I ain't real an' you ain't seein' things." The younger image in the mirror shrugged, "you're basically dreamin'. I guess you could say it's your subconscious tryna talk to you after you've been blockin' it out for so long."

Bucky opened his mouth to speak back to the reflection, but the reflection spoke again before he could get a word in, "you know how ya' fight it? Livin'. Simple as that. Y'just gotta live instead of lettin' it eat you alive. Easier said than done? Yeah, I know. An' I know that's what you're about to say, but you gotta at least try before givin' up. You know you're better than that. What would your father think?"

At the mention of his father, Bucky's muscles tensed. If this was his subconscious, why would he even think that? Rumlow was part of the reason for everything he's been going through. Of course, he never once blamed his father, and was relieved to have his company while he was in the hands of the enemy, but it didn't add up. Then again, Bucky was always trying to impress him in any way he could. Perhaps it was his own way of challenging himself.

"So... what then?" He asked aloud, "accept the wrongs I've done. Accept the pain but use it to grow instead of live in the past." Looking at the reflection, he noticed the smile against his maw and realized he himself was smiling as well. "I used to feel pride; that's one thing I remember. Pride as the soldier, but can you blame me? I was the best of the best. What I did," he paused, looking down at outstretched paws, "it isn't anything to be proud of, and I know that in my own head. In my own mind."

Bucky shifted on tired paws, looking back up at the reflection, "to spite those who broke and molded me into a monster; to spite the things I did, I'll love deeper, I'll laugh louder. I'll love this world instead of fear it. For every terrible thing that I did in my past; I'll be good." He could feel hot tears line the lids of his eyes, but he resisted the urge to let go and allow them to spill over. It wasn't a time for crying, even if they were tears of happiness and relief.

"I can't lose sight," he whispered under his breath, "I can't lose sight of what I want. I can't lose sight of this, and in order to do that, I have to focus and I have to push myself; I have to break down these walls that I built around myself." He chanced a quick glance behind him and toward the locked door and covered windows. Not only were there mental walls to protect his shattered cerebrum, but he had placed his own physical barriers up as well for extra protection. He didn't trust anyone, not even those closest to him; that would be the first thing he needed to change.

Another look into the mirror showed that the younger version of himself had disappeared, leaving only his own reflection. Bucky then realized he was about to have a long summer of self reflection and self-healing —- and that was perfectly fine with him.

2500/2500
Keristrasza, Alexstrasza, Crossbones, and Bucky owned by me
Miervaldis Ma'at and JJ owned by milo. (used with permission)

[Thebattleangel]

Clara Rose Lilium
Break away - Kelly Clarkson
Ever since Clara was young she had no one, both of her parents she presumes are dead but, summer was her favourite time of year when she was alone. The birds chirping, Sunflowers standing tall made her feel like she was in a fairy tale, the bunnies coming out of their borrows to play, summer was her only happiness back then and she just wanted to break away from her emotions and always enjoy summer. When she and her mate, Drax first met when she joined the pack she fell for him hard and she tried to keep her emotions in check but her emotions were already unstable so it didn't help but when the two became mates and he left to form a group to protect their home, she missed him like crazy and just wanted to break away from the emotions.

Bella Rosanne Wilce
See you again - Wiz Khalifa
Bellas favorite summer jam is see you again because she'd rather stay inside throughout summer, just waiting for winter to return so she can play in the snow, in summer she puts ice cubes all over her body just to feel like shes in winter, although, the melt fast, unlike most feline like viscets she adores the cold time of year over summer any day. This song is also dedicated to her brother that was lost when he hatched, he was underdeveloped and considered a runt.

Crystal Gabriela Arli
Echo - Jason Walker
Summer is a hard time for Crystal, because since she has powers involving fire, the heat makes them stronger, making them prone to acting up so she can really hurt someone unintentionally, so, she isolates herself so that doesn't happen. If she comes out of isolation you'll often see her with a chunk of ice covering her paws, Echo relates to her because she feels like she has to avoid everyone around summer because she can't control the outbursts yet.

Bud/Copper Ryan June
Happy - Pharrell Williams
Copper absolutely adores summer, he loves to eat ice cream on the hottest of days, aswell as to go to the beach frequently to cool off, but he despises the sand because it gets in his mouth and how hot it is, he enjoys playing beach volleyball with his friends, but he mostly loves to build sand castles, summer for Copper is the season that makes him happy.

Hope Lily June
We are family - Ice age cast
Hope loves summer because of one thing, her family. Hope adores her family. Her adoptive mother as well as father, her two children, her three siblings with one on the way and her nephew's. To Hope family is the most important thing in her life, she loves organizing family outings for her family which are pretty tough since her father, brother and daughter aren't in the pack much anymore, they are busy protecting the pack as a whole but she manages, she loves having girl time with her younger sister Moana away from the boys of the house, sometimes Clara comes along and they have alot of fun together.

Foxy
Cake by the ocean -DNCE
I can hear what you're saying, why on earth would anyone have cake by an ocean?, Foxy just got you to think about it, you see, Foxy has a passion for baking but he adores summer so one day he decided to bring his baking equipment to the beach and he made a cake by the ocean so everyone would laugh because he's also an aspiring comedian, it worked so he dubbed the summer of last year his most favorite summer.

Primrose Arianna June
The reason - Hobostank
Last summer Primrose was the most up herself spiteful little bear you would ever meet, but when she met her mate, everything changed for her, he impacted her life in such a way that she became more likable to the other viscets to her pack and gained more friends out of it aswell as the unconditional love of her partner, Alden.

Sera Belle Lilium
Sit still look pretty - Daya
Everyone always thinks that Sera is a stereotypical princess, one that needs a man to do everything for her, one that will fight her fights for her, she listens to the song mostly during the summer to remind herself that she doesn't need a prince, tat she is an independent woman who can do things for herself.

Kleo
This is me - The Greatest Showman
Ever since he could remember he was bullied, for looking like a bunny, for having long ears, his querky personality. Anything they deemed wrong about him they would use to hurt him constantly, for him this song is one that lifts him up everytime he's in the deepest depths of his depression. Often when he listens to this song he thinks about his mother. So he stays indoors during summer and listens to his song because everyone is more social in the summer so he could come across a bully at any point.

Emmy Elizabeth Arli
Never enough - The Greatest Showman
A few years ago Emmy was in love for the first time, the love between the two was a secret because their worlds were divided, from that love came a viscling, Crystal. Upon a week until their childs hatching her mate left, all she could think about was how she nor their child was good enough for him, or that he didn't want the child at all, although he seemed very excited about being a father when she first told him, so Emmy kept the babys fathers identity secret.

Uniqua Liliana Williams
A thousand years - Christina Perri
One night after not being able to sleep she came across a strange viscet she had never met, when she had met Raika at that moment she had never known that he would turn out to be her best friend, to then turn into lovers. Her feelings for him grew very quickly but she refused to show it for awhile, she didn't want to give him her heart for it to just be broken as a result. But when her own love was about to burst she told him and the two have been together since.

Valentine
I said hi -Amy Shark
When Valentine and her mates first child was laid he showed his true colours, he wanted to raise their child into his personal minion who would do all his bidding for him, one night Valentine got the courage to grab their egg and run away with it, she didn't get far before he found out and started chasing her, she hid the babys egg in a bunnies burrow and ran away in another direction so he would chase her and won't be able to find the baby.

Aura Argenta June
Bridge of light - P!nk
Aura has lost many, many things in her life, upon laying her sons egg she nearly lost him, years ago with her first mate they lost their unborn baby to unknown circumstances, that day Aura was told that she was infertile, but years after with her new mate, Helios she got pregnant, she was extremely scared because of losing her first baby, she would always listen to this song to give herself hope that everything would be alright, that the baby will live and that the baby will make the lovers closer than ever.

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