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Hiraeth (Seven x MC)

Hello! So…this is my first Mystic Messenger fanfic and the first part of my word series, which is basically just where I find an unusual word and make a fanfic out of it. Easy as pie! If you like what you read, feel free to send a request.

Right, on to the fanfic! Enjoy!

WARNINGS:

Contains spoilers for Seven’s route and Secret Endings

Strong language

References to child abuse (only hints, nothing explicit)

NOTES:

Slightly angsty with poofs of fluff :3

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Nagito cuddling headcanons

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At first he wants to cuddle you, but he’s afraid that you wouldn’t want him touching you, or that you didn’t like him anymore.

So he slept facing you, with about a foot of space between the two of you.

But when you convince him that you do actually want to cuddle, he will be pressed, as tightly as he can, against you

He might even put his feet underneath yours, because they’re cold

Or he’d have you lay on top of him, as another ‘blanket’

No matter how you two lay, he always wants your hand in his, if possible. Just to remind him that you’re there

And so he can feel if you’ve woken up, depending on the position.

He wants to be able to protect you in case anything happens, so he tries to lay closest to the door, “in case someone breaks in”.

However, that usually means that he’s the little spoon. 

He enjoys feeling protected and loved by you though, so that’s not an issue for him, as long as you’re okay with it

If you move a lot, he’ll hug you tightly, and try to soothe you back to peaceful sleep.

And he’d know if you moved, because he’s a very light sleeper.

He usually wakes up before you do, or tries to, so he can make you breakfast.

But while you eat, he sits beside you, with his head on your shoulder; to make up for the cuddles he ‘missed out on’ while he was cooking.

During the day, if you two have down time, he’d suggest cuddling on the couch while watching something, or listening to music.

Nagito and Mikan with a depressed s/o

Word count: 907

Authors notes: small content/trigger warning for mentions of suggesting (non-specific) medications in both. I do hope you enjoy!

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Nagito:

The days just blended together, night and day full of wishing you could do nothing but sleep.

Of course Nagito noticed very quickly that you were staying in bed longer each day. 

He also noticed your lack of  energy, regardless of how much you slept the night before

I personally believe that Nagito is also depressed but hides it fairly well, aside from his self-deprecation

He may also feel fairly hopeless (I feel like that’s the reason he looks so hard for hope everywhere around him, so maybe he’ll start feeling more hopeful and feel better-) but you’re important to him

He doesn’t want you to also go through that

He’d be conflicted between making you get out of bed, or letting you stay in bed for longer

He’d settle for having you get up, because he knows that laying in bed won’t make you feel better, you’re just more comfortable

“Love, it’s time to get up..”

“..I’m awake.” 

“Can you at least stand up and give me a hug?”

He knows you’d stand up to cuddle him, which he hopes is enough to make you feel even a little bit better

But if you feel bad enough, he wouldn’t hesitate to get you a good therapist

Only if you’re comfortable talking to one, that is

He doesn’t want to force you, but he’s got plenty of money so he doesn’t mind paying high prices for the best in the business if it means his partner can feel better about themselves

At the very least, he would remind you that you can always talk to him about anything

He also tries to tell you how much you mean to him and how much he loves you so you know that he cares about you

If he’s taking any medications for depression, he’d offer them to you, if you’re willing to take them

Like with his therapy offer, he doesn’t want to force you so if you tell him you don’t want to take meds, he’d completely drop the suggestion

If you *do* take the offer, however, he’d make sure to set reminders and get you a glass of water so you don’t forget to take them

If you’re feeling up for it, he’d take you on walks to  give you some sunshine and hopefully serotonin from the fresh air

If you were less energetic, but still wanted fresh air, he’d take you for a drive with the windows down

On really bad days, he’ll do his best to make you feel better, but will also give you alone time if that’s what you need

He still brings you water and food throughout the day, because he knows you will probably neglect those necessities, even if you want to be alone

At night he makes sure to hold you tight so you know he’ll do his very best to keep you safe from every- and any -thing, including your own mind

Overall, he would do anything to help you feel better

Mikan: 

You don’t want to worry her, but you’ve been feeling pretty down lately

She would also notice pretty quickly.

She’d see that you’ve been taking care of yourself less and that you don’t seem to be as upbeat as usual

Because of her medical knowledge, she would try to suggest medication, and would even give you a breakdown of how the meds work and how each one helps with different things

If you deny medicine, she would heavily suggest a therapist, instead

Honestly, she wouldn’t want you to know, but she cried when she found out that you were depressed

She often suggests you two should go out to get the mail or water the few plants outside just so you can both get a bit of vitamin d, without you having to overwork yourself to do so

If you asked her to do anything, she’d do it if it makes you happier; even if it’s just for a minute

She would take you to go see friends whenever you feel up for it, because she knows the social interaction might boost your serotonin levels

“Hey S/o, I know you said you have more energy today, would you, maybe... Want to hang out with Chiaki and I today?”

“Yeah. I guess we could do that. Chiaki’s pretty calm, usually.”

She would try to buy you small things like a few more plants to take care of, just so you don’t get bed sores from laying in bed all day 

(On a side note, please tell her you appreciate that she’s trying to help you feel better because she really just wants to see you be okay)

Even though she isn’t a therapist, she’d try to help you work out what might be causing you to be so down; whether that be something that’s upsetting you, or just a chemical imbalance, and do what she can to help accordingly

She’d make sure to remind you to take care of yourself and to remember how much she loves and cares about you

She would also hug you, sit on your bed and just rub your back on really tough days, letting you cry on her shoulder and vent it all out

And afterwards, she would always have a glass of water for you so your throat doesn’t hurt

She’d also let you cuddle with her for a bit, and maybe even take a nap together, afterwards

Hi omg you do Micah content!!

I want to start off saying I ADORE the Micah comfort fic you wrote and wanted to ask for a fic of what he'd do if you were upset/crying? Totally understand if you decline, thank you for taking your time to read this and for taking the time to write lovely fics about him 💖💖💖

Warning: sad start but fluffy end💕

6:11pm

“You know y/n, I’ve been thinking.” You quickly began to panic. Micah never calls you by your actual name, not unless it was something serious.

“I think you were right. About it not working out between us. We both work a lot and lets be honest, this whole thing is getting kinda stale. Not to say you aren’t attractive or that you did something wrong. I’m just… not interested anymore.”

You stared at the screen in shock. The man who time and time again told you this could work, no matter how many times you tried to deny it, was now calling it quits. You weren’t even sure how to respond.

“Don’t worry I’ll make sure to remove this server and it’ll be just like it was before I showed up. Have a good life ok?” The call suddenly ended. Within seconds the server disappeared, solidifying that you’d never see Micah again.

You quickly jolted out of your sleep, your eyes meeting the ceiling of your bedroom. It was a nightmare, thank god. You looked next to you to see Micah fast asleep. Right, he had came over for the weekend. You sat up in your bed, removing Micah’s arms from your waist before curling into a ball. You know it was just a bad dream but you couldn’t help but worry. What if Micah did get tired of you? What if he did find your brattiness exhausting? What if… he didn’t want you anymore? You couldn’t stop the tears from spilling out of your eyes, your sniffles waking Micah up.

“Hmm? What’s going on?” Micah was trying to rub the sleep out of his eyes. Once he finally realized what was happening he quickly sat up pulling you close to him, gently rubbing your back.”

“Hey, whats wrong angel? Did something happen? Was it a nightmare? Take some deep breaths, then we’ll talk ok?” Micah waited patiently for you to relax before you spoke. He didn’t care if he was tired. You needed him, thats all that mattered right now.

He gently wiped the tears from your eyes and face as you explained the nightmare to him and all the emotions you were feeling. Seeing how much it hurt you made him wanna cry to. You meant the world to him and the thought of being separated scared him as much as it scared you. He pulled you even closer to him, letting your head rest on his chest.

“Angel, I could never get tired of you. Dream Micah is a dumbass ok?” You giggled a little bit at his remark, which was the reaction he was hoping for.

“But on a serious note, you don’t ever have to worry about my feelings changing ok? I love that you’re bratty! I like the challenge, and though you try your best to hide it I know you’ve got it bad for me.” You lightly hit his chest as you looked up to glare at him. He chuckled and kissed your forehead in response.

“Sorry, sorry I’ll stop joking around~ but seriously though. I don’t think I could ever get tired of you angel. Yeah we both work a lot but knowing that the second I finish work I can spend time with you is what keeps me going. I always look forward to the weekend because I know I’ll get to hold you again. And there is nothing stale about our relationship. If there was I would’ve just planned a get away to shake things up. I could easily buy an island and we can take a vacation if you want. I’m serious it wouldn’t be hard. As a matter of fact how about we do just that?”

You quickly stopped Micah in his tracks, telling him he didn’t have to do all that. He always had a habit of pulling out wild ideas from thin air. You explained that you can’t call out so suddenly like that.

“Why not? I’ve done it before. How do you think I found time to visit that first time? But if an island trip seems too much, how about a stay-cation? We can do anything you want if it makes you feel more secure about our relationship. Either way I’m staying longer than just this weekend. I know I don’t have to but I wouldn’t feel right going back home without knowing that you feel 100% certain that I’m never gonna leave you. So whatever you wanna do, we’ll do it. You mean the world to me, ok?”

“Well right now I wanna go back to sleep. We can plan this stay-cation in the morning ok? Its late.” You snuggled up to him again, letting him wrap his arms around you like he did before you woke up. He gently kissed your cheek as he closed him eyes.

“Goodnight angel, I love you. And I always will.”

“I love you too Micah.”

If you attack Cheritz or are being a pos to them because of the once again delay of The Ssum, I will come to your house and beat you over the head with a steel chair.

Even if you're frustrated, be respectful.

you flirt once with the cute detective and he just handcuffs you so you gotta spend the night at the police station before you can escape

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On November 21, 2019, I had written in my diary, "I wish to glow up".

Watching girls that look like the soft winter snow falling like breadcrumbs, with faces that would put Aphrodite to shame- I wanted that; hair flowing like the quiet river when it's about to meet the sea- I wanted that. Because all my life I was taught to want that.

The magazine covers that lay around, stacked on top of each other in the drawers of my heart, had these women. The movies that I was in love with, advertisements and billboards, made me feel like I was stuck in the hour, physically so far- could never meet the bar. I saw myself as a ruin, a battlefield of scars, an abandoned city- yet filled with ghosts. A city that badly needed reconstruction.

So I took the 'before' photos because we have learned to divide life into pieces- before this and after that, as if life is big enough to be divided. And every Monday I said to myself, now is when you begin, start now. But I could never be like those girls- girls that feel like the morning dew, like sunshine breaking through the forest, those girls that fall like the soft winter snow. I was still the city, the ghost town that badly needed reconstruction.

But, did they ever teach you about the ruins of Giza, Coloseum and Konark, how the Great Wall is falling apart but is still Great? Tell me how beautiful the river looks when it's slashing through the mountains, not caring for beauty or grace, how her conviction is what makes her beautiful. Or how Aphrodite was never really the goddess of beauty. All she believed in was love and her love is what made her beautiful.

I did not worship my city until I realised that for hundreds of years, they have been trying to find the lost cities of Atlantis and Dwarka. I finally realized that I never needed to glow up. All I needed was to love myself and my beautiful city.

And so do you.

-Ritika Jyala, transcript from Don't glow up

I had written this piece when I was 15 and my poetry style has evolved a lot since then. But it's good to pay homage to my earlier works and learn how I can grow further. Last year, I posted a short video for this poem on my channel, here's the link if you're interested.

Just goes to show that perspective is everything. Just because you think you know something doesn't mean it is as you think it is.

Someone said "Are you really so stupid to think that Africa has the same technological advances as us? If they did they would probably have clean water and not live in houses made of sticks and mud. Get over yourself and stop being so ignorant."..... Below is a tiny collection of images of the Africa they refuse to show you..

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I’m sorry you’ve been made to believe that the whole of Africa is poor, I really am..