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goteambravo whispered:
Myo's hands trembled almost violently as he held his phone carefully and tried to text Bravowoman. It was slow and tedious and he kept making mistakes and going back to fix them. He had a rather long text prepared, but decided to delete it in favour of something shorter. He should probably talk about it instead of texting anyways, seeing as it was so difficult in his current state. [Text] I'm sorry to bother you. Can I come over?

bravowoman:

Bravowoman hadn’t been home long when she heard her phone go off. Concerned that something might have happened to Avery, she rushed to check it. Thankfully, it wasn’t anything like that. Hopefully Myo was okay though.

[Text] Yeah, no problem.

Reverse wasn’t home and probably wouldn’t be for a while, as far as she knew. And if Myo needed privacy from the rest of them, she’d just text them to stay away.

[Text] You know where I live, right?

[Text] Do you need any help getting here?

[Text] I will. [Text] Bye.

He turned off his phone and stuffed it back into his scarf, then closed his eyes and let out a deep breath. His nerves were completely shot. He was hungry and thirsty and tired and sore all over. He was not happy at all. He didn’t have the strength or willpower to get up and make himself any food today. He wondered if she would let him have some water when he got there. Or maybe even juice? That’d be really nice.

He stood on shaky legs, feeling weak and almost jelly-like. It took a lot of effort just to leave his room and walk through the house to reach the front door. He briefly considered leaving a note, just incase he was still gone when Delta returned. But they probably wouldn’t even notice he was gone. Heck, maybe they finally left and weren’t coming back. If they still cared about him, they would probably text him anyways.

He grabbed a spare key and stowed it away in his scarf, locked the door behind himself, and was finally on his way. He was lucky to be living in a nice, quiet suburb on the outskirts of the city. People didn’t bother them, knowing an Anon lived there. It was a lot nicer than the Bombshelter, in his opinion.

His walk into the city was fairly peaceful. He was too focused on his horrible anxiety and the voices in his head to really pay any mind to anyone else. He heeded Bravowoman’s word and was careful, however. He didn’t jump across rooftops, avoided alleyways and anyone who struck him as scary, shady, or “off”, didn’t draw any attention to himself, used the crosswalks properly, and paid attention to where he was walking.

Eventually, he realized he was close to her home. Only a couple streets away. Thank goodness. The walk was mostly a blur, but he was glad that it was almost over anyways.

He paused at a light and waited patiently for the cars to stop and for the go-ahead to keep on going. He could see her place from here. He was so close, finally. As the light changed to indicate that it was safe to walk, he eagerly picked up the pace to get there faster.

He was too focused on his goal to notice the car coming straight for him. He didn’t realize it was there until he heard gasps and cries of horror, followed by the screeching of tires, and found himself lying on the pavement. And then he felt the pain.

Everything hurt.

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goteambravo whispered:
Myo's hands trembled almost violently as he held his phone carefully and tried to text Bravowoman. It was slow and tedious and he kept making mistakes and going back to fix them. He had a rather long text prepared, but decided to delete it in favour of something shorter. He should probably talk about it instead of texting anyways, seeing as it was so difficult in his current state. [Text] I'm sorry to bother you. Can I come over?

bravowoman:

Bravowoman hadn’t been home long when she heard her phone go off. Concerned that something might have happened to Avery, she rushed to check it. Thankfully, it wasn’t anything like that. Hopefully Myo was okay though.

[Text] Yeah, no problem.

Reverse wasn’t home and probably wouldn’t be for a while, as far as she knew. And if Myo needed privacy from the rest of them, she’d just text them to stay away.

[Text] You know where I live, right?

[Text] Do you need any help getting here?

He sniffled and hiccupped as he buried his face in his hands and tried to steady his breathing. She probably wasn’t even going to respond. She had more important things to deal with, afterall. She was a REAL hero. Not like him. He was never a hero. Just a stupid faker.

As he tried to think of what else to do and whether or not he should try to contact someone else, he was both surprised and relieved to hear the sound of new texts coming in. He picked up his phone and wiped away tears so he could see the screen properly.

[Text] I think I can get there by myself.
[Text] I’ll be there soon.
[Text] Do you want me to get anything for you on the way?

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[text] Hey Bro, you know how I said I'd try to come by today and see how you were feeling? [text] I don't think I'm going to be able to. [text] Something bad came up. [text] Really really bad. [text] And I don't think I'll be able to make it today.[text] I'm sorry 8C [text] I'm an awful brother. I'm sorry.

Myo gasped and flinched when a sudden noise caught his attention. He opened his eyes and sat still for a moment as he processed whatever that just was. It was… his phone. Of course. But who would bother texting him?

He reached into his scarf with shaky hands and pulled out his shiny smartphone, a gift from Brave on his last birthday. Once he caught sight of the name on the screen, a weak glimmer of hope sparked within him. His brother. He forgot that they were going to spend time together today. That was sure to pick him up.

But as soon as he read the messages Avery sent him, his heart sunk and his hands began to shake harder.

"Oh no… oh nooo…"

He gripped the phone hard with one hand and held his head with the other. His brother wasn’t coming..? Something was wrong? Or maybe he was lying to get out of seeing him.

"No no no no no…"

A painful sob wracked his body as he blinked away tears and tried to steady his breathing. Something was wrong. Or his brother hated him. Or maybe it was both. Maybe he even did something bad to himself so he would have an excuse. No, no, why would he do that? Stupid Myoshima. Horrible, selfish, terrible little boy. How DARE you care more about yourself than for your brother. Selfish, selfish, selfish. Spoiled brat. You awful excuse for a person. His problems matter more than yours. Your problems don’t even exist.

He couldn’t focus. He could barely breathe. He couldn’t respond, but he couldn’t not reply. He felt like he was going to break his phone from gripping it so hard and trying so hard just to find the keys to send the most simplest of texts he possibly could, just to let him know he was there.

[Text] ok.

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'You're just fooling yourself.'

Myo trembled and hugged himself tightly, trying to shut out the voices in his head. His back was pressed against the cold wall as he sat on his bed, the pillows and blankets a wreck. Delta was gone when he woke up. They liked to get up early and go out to practice their magic.

He woke up alone. He would fall asleep alone. He was always going to be alone.

'You know that nobody really cares about you. They say they do, but they're lying.'

He was wearing his supersuit today. He had to. He didn’t feel safe without it. He pulled his scarf up a little further and squeezed his eyes shut, fighting down the urge to cry. He couldn’t cry. Not now. Not ever. Crying was for the weak.

'You're nothing but a burden. A crybaby. A weak, helpless, pathetic little boy.'

He sobbed and pulled his knees to his chest as the first tears began to flow. His head hurt. His throat hurt. His chest hurt. Why did everything hurt? He didn’t do anything to get hurt. It was stupid. He was stupid.

'Nobody loves you. Your father hasn't even noticed that you're gone. Your so-called mother abandoned you. You're dragging your brother down. Even Bravowoman can't stand you and is trying to “fix” you. You're not good enough for any of them. You're worthless. You'd be better-off dead.'

"… I know…"

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(*^▽^)/

You’ve been doing okay with these guys so far, but things have certainly been tense and confusing lately, huh? Let’s see if we can help you out with a certain someone you’ve had a bit of a bad day with recently.

With Bravoman, just try to relax. He already thinks you’re cool and better than him, you really have nothing to prove. He’s even trusted you with leadership of the team, that’s gotta be some indication of how much faith he puts into you!

He’s never been interested in trying to pursue a rivalry with you, and really just wants to be your best friend. If he ever gets TOO chummy to the point of making you uncomfortable, try not to just shy away or be quiet about it. Speak up, tell him you have an issue, and he’ll back off. He’s fairly innocent and oblivious, sometimes he just doesn’t realize when something is wrong, and will assume you need more and more affection and attention to loosen-up. Tell him when that’s not the case, and he’ll do his best to respect your boundaries.

Also, please realize that, sometimes, him being close and friendly isn’t completely about you. He’s a very lonely and confused person, but he tries to hide it. A smile and an invitation to hang out or play once in a while means the world to him.

With how low his self-esteem has sunk over the years, he feels like he needs other people to validate him and make him happy. When he feels disliked, hated or betrayed by those that he considers close friends, it hurts him on a very deep and personal level. He’ll try to act like nothing is wrong, but don’t be fooled. His trust has been shaken to the core, and he’ll put on a happy face just for your sake. Don’t be surprised if he seems more submissive and self-loathing, or doesn’t talk about himself as much. He may need some time and help to trust you and open up again.

I think that you both really need a friend right now. He cares about you, and now’s as good a time as any to prove that you care about him back.

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Hello, I'm calling to reach a mister "Bravoman." Is this him?

ebony-doppelganger:

goteambravo:

goteambravo:

Hitoshi looked down at himself with a frown, then shrugged. Hopefully, whoever was calling him didn’t need him to be a hero today. “Why, it most certainly is! What can I do for you?”

Hitoshi was puzzled, but deeply concerned as the doctor spoke. He didn’t recall giving his number to any children recently. Or ever. But once she mentioned the purple skin, his blood ran cold. Oh no. Oh no!!

"Oh my gosh!! Yes, I know him! He’s one of my best friends, practically my little brother. I’ll come right away!" He hurried into the kitchen to find a notepad and a pen, fumbling the objects clumsily in his panic. "Can you give me directions to the hospital, please?"

"Of course sir. The hospital is at the corner of Grobda Road, and Duraga Lane." She paused for a minute to give him a chance to write. "If you take Bosconian Street all the way to Gobda, and make a right there, we’re just a couple streets down and to the left. You can’t miss it. 

She paused again before adding, “your friend is on the fourth floor, room 13-B. If you tell the reception who you are, and give them the room number, they’ll give you directions to the room.”

He wasted no time writing down the directions as quickly as he could, trying not to scribble so he can read them again. He nodded and read over the directions once or twice, trying to commit them to memory.

"Got it! Thank you so much, miss. I’ll be right there in a jiffy."

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Hello, I'm calling to reach a mister "Bravoman." Is this him?

ebony-doppelganger:

goteambravo:

Hitoshi looked down at himself with a frown, then shrugged. Hopefully, whoever was calling him didn’t need him to be a hero today. “Why, it most certainly is! What can I do for you?”

The woman on the other end of the line sounded relieved. “Mister Bravoman, I’m Doctor Arca, calling from the Namco City Community Hospital. A young boy was brought in today, after collapsing. He looks somewhere around twelve, is a little under five feet tall, and has purple skin. We couldn’t find any family contacts on his phone, and got your number off of it. Are you a friend of his? If so, is it possible for you to come up and help with medical information? We’re at a loss, we’ve never had a patient like him.”

Hitoshi was puzzled, but deeply concerned as the doctor spoke. He didn’t recall giving his number to any children recently. Or ever. But once she mentioned the purple skin, his blood ran cold. Oh no. Oh no!!

"Oh my gosh!! Yes, I know him! He’s one of my best friends, practically my little brother. I’ll come right away!" He hurried into the kitchen to find a notepad and a pen, fumbling the objects clumsily in his panic. "Can you give me directions to the hospital, please?"

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alienmentor whispered:
Bravo, Xena is pregnant and I'm blaming you.

alienmentor:

goteambravo:

alienmentor:

goteambravo:

goteambravo:

Really? Well, now I don’t feel so alone in this anymore.

Alpha, there’s something you need to know. I’m pregnant, too. And you’re the father.

*He can’t help but cover his mouth and giggle uncontrollably* So worth it. But seriously, doesn’t that sound like something super twisted that Dr. Bomb would do? *He stops giggling to give him a very serious look all of a sudden* Please, never leave me all alone for long periods of time ever again.

Yes, that sounds just like him, which is why I believed you.

You better believe I’m not leaving you alone again. Do you know how much I worried about you? And I know you missed me and were lonely. Not to mention Sigma and the pets felt the same.

Big time. *He folds his arms and frowns* We’ve been together for so long, having you gone is, like… this is gonna sound really dumb, but it’s like a part of me is gone! You’re my other half, my bestest buddy, my partner! I get all stupid and lost without you!

That’s not dumb, it’s sweet. If it makes you feel any better, it felt odd not having someone to beat video games at. *He flashed a smile.* For real, though, you’re like, my person. I play with you, share jokes and secrets, and I talk to you about everything. I don’t think I could stand being without you.

Heyyy! *He faked a hurt look as he lightly punched Alpha on the arm, but kept on smiling* Same here, buddy. We’re like soulmates! *He held up his hands defensively and laughed* But not those cheesy, romantic, lovey-dovey soulmates in romantic comedies. More like… *He wrapped an arm around him*… two halves of a whole nerd!

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Send (*^▽^)/ for the mun to give your muse advice/gossip about their relationship with my muse

(Source: justanotherrpmeme)

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Hello, I'm calling to reach a mister "Bravoman." Is this him?

Hitoshi looked down at himself with a frown, then shrugged. Hopefully, whoever was calling him didn’t need him to be a hero today. “Why, it most certainly is! What can I do for you?”

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alienmentor whispered:
Bravo, Xena is pregnant and I'm blaming you.

alienmentor:

goteambravo:

alienmentor:

goteambravo:

Really? Well, now I don’t feel so alone in this anymore.

Alpha, there’s something you need to know. I’m pregnant, too. And you’re the father.

*He stares at Bravo intensely for a few seconds, features blank.* Fine. But I am not making you any sweets for a week.

*He can’t help but cover his mouth and giggle uncontrollably* So worth it. But seriously, doesn’t that sound like something super twisted that Dr. Bomb would do? *He stops giggling to give him a very serious look all of a sudden* Please, never leave me all alone for long periods of time ever again.

Yes, that sounds just like him, which is why I believed you.

You better believe I’m not leaving you alone again. Do you know how much I worried about you? And I know you missed me and were lonely. Not to mention Sigma and the pets felt the same.

Big time. *He folds his arms and frowns* We’ve been together for so long, having you gone is, like… this is gonna sound really dumb, but it’s like a part of me is gone! You’re my other half, my bestest buddy, my partner! I get all stupid and lost without you!

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REBLOG AND SEE IF YOU GET A COLOR.

PURPLEI don’t talk to you but I really love your blog.

YELLOWI wish we were friends in real life.

RED: i love you

GREYI wish we talk more and being friend

TURQUOISE: I would hug you if we met

PINKI love your blog it’s one of my favourite

TEALYou annoy me at times.

BLUEYou are my tumblr crush.

ORANGEI don’t like your blog.

WHITEMARRY ME PLEASE.

GREENI think you’re cute.

BLACKI would date you

BROWNI don’t like you.

(Source: f-abulush)

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weaboo-art:

Because this account is not very known yet, I want to do this to get a bit around.

Reblog and i will draw a small pixel drawing based on your username and theme!

I’m not gonna get many, but I want to fill this blog just a bit

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alienmentor whispered:
Bravo, Xena is pregnant and I'm blaming you.

alienmentor:

goteambravo:

alienmentor:

goteambravo:

goteambravo:

Really? Well, now I don’t feel so alone in this anymore.

Alpha, there’s something you need to know. I’m pregnant, too. And you’re the father.

Hey, hey… it’s gonna be okay. We can do this. As long as we stick together, everything will turn out fine. No matter what happens, we’ve got eachother.

But, hey… if it makes you feel any better… *He puts an arm around Alpha and pulls him closer so he can whisper into his ear* … I made it all up. *He lets go of him with a big grin* Kittens don’t seem like such a big deal NOW, do they?

Yeah, I guess s-

….

………….

I dislike you so much.

Snrk… love you too, buddy. *He pats him on the back* No worries. I’ll take care of Xena and the kittens, if you want. Kittens are easier to find homes for, and they’ll probably mostly be fluffy like their mama. Which is, like, super bonus points for cute. And if we can’t find homes for them, we’ll train them to terrorize Dr. Bomb and save the world!

*He stares at Bravo intensely for a few seconds, features blank.* Fine. But I am not making you any sweets for a week.

*He can’t help but cover his mouth and giggle uncontrollably* So worth it. But seriously, doesn’t that sound like something super twisted that Dr. Bomb would do? *He stops giggling to give him a very serious look all of a sudden* Please, never leave me all alone for long periods of time ever again.

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alienmentor whispered:
Bravo, Xena is pregnant and I'm blaming you.

alienmentor:

goteambravo:

goteambravo:

Really? Well, now I don’t feel so alone in this anymore.

Alpha, there’s something you need to know. I’m pregnant, too. And you’re the father.

Hey, hey… it’s gonna be okay. We can do this. As long as we stick together, everything will turn out fine. No matter what happens, we’ve got eachother.

But, hey… if it makes you feel any better… *He puts an arm around Alpha and pulls him closer so he can whisper into his ear* … I made it all up. *He lets go of him with a big grin* Kittens don’t seem like such a big deal NOW, do they?

Yeah, I guess s-

….

………….

I dislike you so much.

Snrk… love you too, buddy. *He pats him on the back* No worries. I’ll take care of Xena and the kittens, if you want. Kittens are easier to find homes for, and they’ll probably mostly be fluffy like their mama. Which is, like, super bonus points for cute. And if we can’t find homes for them, we’ll train them to terrorize Dr. Bomb and save the world!

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