Kalita

Been so anxious these past few days cannot lie, save me blorbos in my head, let me continue to play dollhouse

I also wanted to share my own personal rankings for the odd days for my Yumetober 2025 challenge in a separate pose! Day 31, while the longest, is my favorite. :) But if you want something shorter to read I'd pick days 27 and 3.

So now what? Well, I'm still trying not to over-think my pinned comm thread again, so I think I'm gonna keep this pinned for a little while longer.

(Totally not because I've been cringing at my own bad art...haha...)

It was genuinely so wonderful being able to write almost every day, to play around, to experiment, to see what does and does not work. I feel the urge to keep writing now even though I'm done! It was daunting to put an intimate piece of myself out there, and my dear friends have been great support.

Now that it's been a few days, I'd like to say thanks for all my friends (and strangers) who've given this a peek. Par the course, the first several stories are not as well-written, or interesting, as the latter stories, but oh well! What can you do, not everything can be a winner.

I did a tier list ranking of my favorite prompt responses for funsies and may or may not share it later this week for the heck of it. I felt quite proud of myself (mostly) rereading everything. I love writing!!!!! I love being cringe online towards the fictional men who live in my head!!!!

DAY 31: Your heart should only be beating for me.

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ignore this being posted on november 2, i cooked, big sappy proper post will be given tomorrow <3

DAY 18: [prompt redacted]

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kicking myself because this has been written FOR TWO WEEKS I JUST FORGOT TO POST IT HERE YESTERDAY AUGHHHHHHH

i cooked. it's literally so late both in terms of me finishing this prompt and me posting it. i cooked though.

To the exactly 0 people who asked, YES the 31 prompt is happening I've just been busy all day today and yesterday and frankly writing block has hit me the hardest. But I will power through and I hope to end on a cute note ❤️

sniffles....last yumetober prompt day....how can i top that 1200ish words of angst.....we shall see where the prompt shall take me....

DAY 30: [prompt redacted]

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guess what, 3:30 am post three days in a row, shocker. i think i actually have an excuse this time though cause i somehow wrote over 1200 words. oops.

DAY 17: Even if you run, the story's the same.

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DAY 29: Termination; deleting what I believed in.

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another 3:30 am belated post again i do not care. i did a songfic!!!! yay!!!!

please hear this song yourself, i am quite fond of The Carpenters irl :) youtu.be/2GQAXocztU0

DAY 15: Anger is nothing but fear dressed in black.

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edited it down to exactly 450 words so i could follow my own rules since i genuinely could not fit this prompt in naturally anywhere 😭

i just. literally woke up today to "hey just letting you know i started your comm" and i went "thank you :D" and then he messaged me 7 hours later "actually i did all of it lol" and i've been crashing out ever since

I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT TO SAY BESIDES THE FACT (again, i will properly credit when i'm Composed and Normal next month) GO FOLLOW HIS TWITTER TOO x.com/YanManXplore

i'm not ok i'm not ok i'm not ok i'm not ok

SCREAMING CRYING THROWING UP HE DID THIS ALL TODAY. LITERALLY TODAY.

WHEN I REDO MY COMMS THREAD OOOOOO AND YOU BET I'LL BE REPOSTING IF HE PUTS IT ON HIS SOCIALS

ok now i'm like. actually pretty sad i only have 2 official prompts left :( this has been a really fun challenge and 100000% i'm doing it next year

DAY 27: Without your grace, I will perish.

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it's belated cause it's now 3:30 am on the 28 BUT I LITERALLY DON'T CAREEEEEEE I'M HAVING FUN YAY

“Rex,” Kalita’s voice, as well as the hand on his forearm, is gentle. “Are you okay?” “Okay? Of course I am!” He grins widely. He’s a good actor, she’ll give him that, but years of being by his side has allowed her to see the grin for what it really is: a mask. “Come now, Rex, it’s just us in here,” Shulk chides. “There’s no need to hide. You know we won’t judge you.” His jaw visibly twitches, “C’mon, you two, I’m alright, don’t worry about me.” “I literally have the mental illness that makes me worry about everything 24/7,” she deadpans, then shakes her head. “Nevertheless, it’s fine if you don’t want to talk about it, we just don’t like seeing you hold in whatever this is.” She squeezes his muscle, “So, what do you need? Words of affirmation? Advice? Hugs?” He closes his eye, and the grin falls completely. “I—” He clears his throat, tries again, “I just wanna sit with both of you near me.” Shulk and Kalita share a glance. “We can do that, I’m sure,” the former says. “Of course!” When Rex doesn’t do anything further, they share another look and decide to guide him over to Shulk’s cot. He absolutely melts against the flimsy mattress, head dipped near his lap like a puppet with its strings cut. Kalita leans against his right side, Shulk his left. They remain like that for what could’ve been a singular minute or ten, until Rex finally breaks the silence, “I’ve just been thinkin’ about them a lot lately.” “Oh, Rex...” She presses her weight against him harder. Shulk grabs Rex’s hand, “I’m sorry. I know your pain.” It’s said matter-of-factly, because it’s a simple truth, a simple comfort that Rex isn’t alone in the experience. Kalita takes his other hand and rubs circles into his skin, thinking of her own family. “I can almost pretend they’re here with your bodies next to me,” he whispers.

A sharp inhale; no one can determine who it comes from. Both Shulk and Kalita are lost for words at his confession. It wouldn’t be smart to play into the delusions, they at least know that, but it seems so out of character for the man. (Except something Shulk and Rex swore to never tell Kalita was that they had tried, multiple times, to pretend they were back in their respective worlds, with their respective spouses, before she entered their lives. It was unhealthy all around, and Shulk feels a prickling of fear that Rex may be reverting to that yearning again). So what Shulk says instead, in as steady of a tone as he can manage, is, “Shulk and Kalita are here for you, Rex.” His breath stutters heavily. “I know that, Shulk.” “I’m just making sure.” It’s quiet after that. For once in their relationship, the silence might be preferable to excited babbling, or passionate explanations, or light-hearted jokes. The absence of noise, the uncertainty of how to make Rex feel better, can be converted into actions at least. So they keep holding Rex’s hands, and once it comes to it, take turns wiping the tears that occasionally fall down his cheeks. All the while, Rex’s lips move, repeating lines that spring to mind from memories of both good and bad. This repeats until he gets an audio-only Iris call. Kalita startles at how seamlessly he slips into what she calls his ‘leader mode,’ how quickly his pain is removed from his voice. “Duty calls,” he mutters, abruptly rising. “Rex—” He ignores her. Shulk sighs, “It must be truly bad if he’s not even saying thanks.” Her lips press in concern, “That was so...odd. I don’t even know what to do now.” “There’s nothing more we can do at the moment. Let him seek us out when his head’s cleared.” He frowns and shakes his head. “I’ll trust you then.” Kalita still looks doubtful. He turns to her and smiles sympathetically, “You did good.” She hums, “Well, for his sake let’s hope it was good enough.”

DAY 14: [prompt redacted]

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also totally did not have this completely finished hours ago and almost forgot to put on the site....also it's totally not my longest prompt so far......

it's 3:30 am, just spent an hour talking about how FR shulk and rex embody dunban and zeke, feel good

DAY 25: Why has this fear never bothered me before?

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An annoying, repetitive beeping sounds from the corner of Kalita’s desk. She pauses in her writing, confused for a second, before realizing what it means: someone’s calling her Orb. The large sphere is the physical replacement for an Iris. Since Orbs lack an official name in-game, she had to snort at its title here. It figures that an internal communication device stored within the iris was called an Iris, and a communicative device shaped like an orb was called an Orb. Remembering Riku’s instructions, she presses a button on one side and waits patiently. The orange holographic screen lights up to show the figure of...Shulk? What would Shulk need with her? “Ah, Kalita. Glad you picked up,” his voice says, distorted and tinny through the speakers. She still finds it fascinating how, mysteriously, the Iris is able to display the caller’s image as if they were video chatting with a phone and not the literal implant in their brain. It breaks all logic and rules of technology when the only sight she should be seeing is whatever landscape is in front of Shulk. “Uh, yeah, hi Shulk,” she greets, angling the Orb until her figure is properly in-frame through the camera preview. “What’s up?” “I just had a quick question for you; what was the gemstone you were interested in viewing? The one not in storage?” “Uhhhhh.” She grabs the journal housing her Collectopedia notes and flips through it. “The ‘Delicate Bell,’ an extremely rare gemstone.” She looks back at Shulk. “Why do you ask?” He smiles triumphantly, “I thought it was that,” and then he holds up a small, round gem. She gasps, “Wait, is that it?” “Indeed.” He taps a metal finger against it, and a faint noise similar to a bell plays. “Oh my God, Shulk, I don’t even know what to say. Thank you! I can only imagine how hard that was to find.”

“Not a problem, Kalita. In my youth I grew accustomed to finding collectables for others around the Bionis, so I still have a knack for scouting.” He puts the gemstone out of frame. “That was all. Our likely ETA back is in two days, so I can give it to you then.” “Okay, thank you again, Shulk.” She waves. “Have a good day.” “You too.” The call disconnects. Kalita stares at the Orb, dumbstruck. He remembered, she thinks. I’ve only known him for a month or two at best, yet he found it for me. A warm feeling rises in her chest. He may be far out of sight, yet she feels like she sees him in a new light.

DAY 13: Far out of sight, yet in a new light.

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i may have lied about it being cute as fuck. oh well.

played with friends for 4 hours did NOT think it would last that long so the 25th's prompt will go out technically on the 26th for me but oh wellllll i want it to be cute as fuck and not rushed

DAY 23: Now we're throwing paper planes into the sky, hoping they will crash and burn.

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Hello it is my birthday and here is my angsty surprise LOL. If you missed it, my main has a lighter sketch to off-set the tone but it's attached here too just in case aha

DAY 21 (BIRTHDAY): A look into each other's eyes, and it hurts beyond belief.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MEEEE ENJOY ANGST ART OF ME SEEING REX AND SHULK DYING BEFORE MY VERY EYES AT THE END OF FUTURE REDEEMED LOL