Thomas was singing in a forest by himself. A sad song.
I looked down to see they were a grey color. I then noticed that they had a tree in the middle, trailing to my fingers.
(A/N:here's a picture for visual learners)
Thomas was particularly sad about a breakup. Singing love lyrics from his heart. All of them broken and distorted. Just like the heart he seemed to have been cracked open, pouring with feelings. Practically screaming them to the world. My hands grew darker...
...until something happened. As they became deep black, they obtained stars.
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Then, they acquired some pinks and purples. Even starting to reveal some of my original skin color.
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Finally glowing brightly in a large mass of vibrant pinks and magenta and blues.
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As the creative, imaginative, persona, I have a special ability. My skin, specifically my hands(A/N:I wanted it to be just his hands plz don't hate me!) recreate the idea or emotion Thomas or the personas are feeling whenever I am around them. Though, Thomas is still singing his crippled love once more.
"What are you doing here?"I recognized that sarcastic tone. That known sense of anxiety when he's around.
I turned around, hiding my hands behind my back. I may have forgotten to mention that I've never showed this to the others. I fear they may not like it.
"What's behind your back?"he tried going around to my back, but failing. I hid my hands in my sleeves.
"It's nothing. Wait, are you or were you thinking about galaxy patterns?"I asked.
"Not exactly. I was thinking of void vibes. The feeling of emptiness that only stars describe. I've always wondered if stars are what we think they are...you probably don't care I'm leaving"he started to walk until I grabbed his sleeve.
Now I noticed that my hands were brighter than ever. Anxiety just stared at them in confusion. He started to back away.
"No Anxiety I-"
"H-how wh-you!"he looked scared now. I was terrified also...
I looked at my hands. Shadows...
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They didn't look real.
I looked down, letting go of his sleeve. I was done. He'll tell the others. Nobody will love me.
My hands were suddenly held. I looked down and they were burning. I've never had them as fire, but I looked to see there was a hand made of....water.
Looking up, I saw Anxiety smiling at me.
"Y-you..you..."I didn't know what to say.
"You're not the only one you know?"he moved in a little closer."A little talent doesn't scare anyone. You shouldn't fear the special trait about you"
And the gap between our lips was closed.(I know its the second one, I couldn't resist!)
In the background, we heard sweet words escaping Thomas's lips in harmony with every emotion felt.
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I hope that was semi good. I'm pretty bad at writing. I decided to make this one a little sad. I'm sorry that I made them kiss!!I know it's only the second shot!
Also, I felt it would be best to keep the ability limited to his hands. It's more simple, but effective for the state of mind I'm in when I'm in writer mode.
