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The sudden loud noise gave the mother a shock yet again. “Hm? What do you mean, Hayden?” She paused the operation, with the needle stuck halfway through Leon’s body.

“Leon is soooooo stupid!” He repeated, emphasizing somewhat to show his irritations. “Why is he smiling, even though you have poked to needle through him so many times?” From his expressions, one could easily notice that he was somewhat angry. His cheeks was flushed with cherry red and he was frowning rather seriously.

His mother was rather shocked that at that moment, she couldn’t think of anything to say. However, as soon as she thought about it again, she just gave Hayden a weak chuckle. “Silly boy, Leon is just a doll, he does not know pain.” She slid her hand to pat Hayden’s head, trying to make him more comfortable. “He is smiling, because he is made that way.”

Hayden didn’t seem to be satisfied with his mother’s answer. In his young mind, Leon was living. The Riolu was just like his dad’s dragon Pokemon, he should smile when he was happy and he should frown when he was in pain. However, it didn’t seem so. Leon was still smiling no matter how many times Mom had stabbed him with that cold and sharp weapon of hers.

“Now...” Hayden’s mother spoke again, patting his head somewhat, trying to get the young boy to feel better. “Let Mommy finish the job so that Leon is truly happy again, okay?” She kept her smile as warm as possible, while continuing to seal the gap.

Hayden said nothing, he watched again, but the frowns on his face didn’t seem to have dissipated. They only got deeper, so were his thoughts. He stared at the ever-smiling doll, nearly glaring with anger.

As soon as the ripped part was nearly sealed, the mother fetched some cotton wool and stuffed more into the doll, making him as puffy as before. She finally stitched the remaining portion and call it a completed job. With a twist of red string, she firmly tied a knot at the end of the ripped part.

“There!” Showing the finished product to Hayden, the mother was smiling rather brightly. She was quite proud of how it came out, for it was nearly as though it was new. “Leon is all healed and happy now!”

Hayden raised himself from the floor and reached to give a firm hug to his dearest doll, drawing it to himself. “Thank you, Mom...” There was a hint of reluctance in his voice, he was expressing his gratitude in an unexpectedly cold way.

“What is the matter, dear? Don’t you think Leon is happy now? You will make him sad if you’re still sad like this...” It worried his mother a bit to see her son still puzzled as she proceeded to pat his head again.

“No...” Hayden cast a glance over the sealed portion on his Riolu doll again. With the red stitches contrasting his deep blue fur, it seemed almost as though he was bleeding. “He is not happy. It is just that he is not showing it.” He gave the Riolu another firm hug, caressing him carefully to his own chest.

“Hayden, dear. He is fully recovered, don’t you see? He is no longer ripped apart. His wounds are all gone.” His mother felt a hint of gloomy air, but managed a smile in protest to the sinking atmosphere.

“No...” Hayden disagreed once again, with a more tenacious tone this time, but it was soon turned into a shaky one. “E-even if Mom has healed him, the wounds are still there... He is still b-bleeding.” With a rush of emotions, tears start falling from his brown-tinted eyes. Following the shape of his face, they dripped off his chin and landed onto the doll.

His mother was surprised how deeply her son had thought about this simple event. At the same time, she was glad that her son was caring enough to feel for a mere plushie.

It might be time to lecture him a bit more.

“Yes, you’re right, Hayden, dear...” Placing the knitting equipment away in a plastic tool box, she lifted him up by his arms and allowed him to sit on her lap. She caressed him and let him lie his head on her chest, all the while brushing his hair slowly.

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My friend shared this with me, and I thought to share this with you guys.

:iconbutterflyplz:The Butterfly Project:

Rules:

1. When you feel like you want to cut, take a marker, pen, or sharpies and draw a butterfly on your arm or hand.
2. Name the butterfly after a loved one, or someone that really wants you to get better.
3. You must let the butterfly fade naturally. NO scrubbing it off.
4. If you cut before the butterfly is gone, you have killed it. If you don't cut, it lives.
5. ...If you have more than one butterfly, cutting kills all of them.
6. Another person may draw them on you. These butterflies are extra special. Take good care of them.
7. Even if you don’t cut, feel free to draw a butterfly anyways, to show your support. If you do this, name it after someone you know that cuts or is suffering right now, and tell them. It could help.
I've already got butterflies on me.

Here's just a nice little movement for cutters. It's actually helped a great number of people, and I'm sure it's saved a lot of lives.

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I hope many many many more people will be able to get knowledge of this idea, and I hope it helps! Keep up the awesome work, you guys! You're the best! :iconiloveyouplz:

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They put it in poem form, and I got to tell you, it's very inspirational! Harming yourself in any way is what the Butterfly Project is here for.

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If any of you guys have stories to share, share them, art to dedicate or share, share those too! Let us know how the butterflies have helped you!
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Leon shuddered. He was rising towards the surface. He could feel the water pressuring easing on his body. The Tentacruel still held true to its iron grip as it clung to Leon tightly. Leon could feel his assailant struggling with something. The Tentacruel was jerking rather violently as its free tentacles thrashed about through the water. Forcing open his eyes, Leon discovered that the water was turning a shade of crimson. He tasted a copper tint within its mixture and knew that it was blood. Whether it was his, he could not tell. Overcome by exhaustion, his eyes closed again.

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It was cold. Very cold. It seemed that his body even lack the strength required to shiver. Leon had little feeling in his body at that moment and began to wonder if he was even still attached to it. The Tentacruel seemed to have released its grip from around his body as he continued to float towards the surface. The coppery taste of the water seemed to have grown stronger. It was then that a moment of feeling returned to Leon’s body.

Rather than the iron-like grip of a dozen tentacles, Leon felt himself in the grip of something more gentle. He took a sudden liking to this new contact. Before losing all feeling and comprehension of his surroundings once more, a voice came to him. It was warm, comforting. “You’ll be ‘right, mate.”

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“Hey! Oi! C’mon, mate! Wake up!” The words struck Leon like thunderclaps, jolting him awake from his unconsciousness. The words were followed by a pair of small hands pressed down on his chest. “C’mon. Up ya get. You’re not hurt.”

From his lying down position, Leon shot up. With the feeling of water clogging his lungs he began to cough until he forced it all up and out of his mouth. He felt a pair of arms hold him as one firmly thumped his back, helping him cough up the water his lungs had taken in.

Leon let his exhausted body rest in the stranger’s arms. His lungs laboured heavily to draw in air. To Leon, it could have never tasted any sweeter; it was something he thought he would never breathe in again. He was cold; freezing in fact. His body trembled and shivered as his wet fur burdened him. He held the stranger close, enjoying whatever warmth its body could offer.

“You got some guts in ya, pal,” commented the stranger. It was a masculine voice with a hint of rusticity to its tone. “It’s not everyday that someone tries to pick a fight with big Bermuda He chuckled for a moment. “Hell, it’s not everyday someone even survives a round with Bermuda” With his laboured breathing beginning to ease, Leon opened his eyes and stared up at his apparent rescuer.

As his vision began to clear, his eyes were met by the face of a rugged Totodile. In the dim yellow light of the dawning sun, Leon could make out most of his distinct features. A black eye patch adorned the right side of the Totodile’s head, concealing a maimed eye. However, it was the other eye that caught Leon’s attention.

Beaming proudly, an emerald green eye stared back at Leon. Almost as though a spell had been cast, Leon felt the cold in him vanish when he gazed into it. “V-vagus?” he whispered. He recognised the Totodile. It was the same one he had looked upon fondly during the performance of his magic show. The same one that was even kind enough to buy him drink at the cafe one day and stay for a chat.

“Yea, it’s me.” The Totodile smiled as he looked upon Leon. “Are you alright, Leon” he asked.

Leon still maintained a hold around the Totodile. He was warm now; he no longer needed to be close to him. Still, Leon could not bring himself to move away from the Totodile. His warm and welcoming smile kept his close. “Y-yes,” shuttered Leon. “I-I’m fine, thank you.”

Vagus exhaled a short breath with a sense of relief. “That’s good.” For a moment, Leon thought that the Totodile would release him, but it seemed that his thoughts were wrong. Instead the Totodile maintained his caring hold of the Riolu and looked away shyly.

Leon thought it was best to start a conversation to relieve the moment of its awkwardness. “I-it’s been a while, Vagus.” In truth, it had only been a few weeks. Even so, Leon had felt a longing to be in Vagus’ presence again.

The Totodile responded with a nervous chuckle. His lone eye flicked back to meet Leon’s gaze once more. “I...guess it has been.” Leon could have sworn that he felt Vagus’ arms tighten around him when he spoke those words. “Life’s been...keeping me kinda busy...”

The silence fell once again, leaving Leon without the slightest clue on what to say next. He found himself overcome by an urge to simply stay in Vagus’ arms and gaze up into his eye. “Erm…cool, I guess.” For a reason that defied his logic, he was beginning to feel slightly awkward; as though this whole moment was becoming silly.

Vagus also seemed to be somewhat agitated. He pulled away his arms. “Ah…hehe. The hug is nice, Leon, but just a ‘thank you’ will do.”

“O-oh…ah...y-yes of course…” Almost by reflex, Leon quickly withdrew his paws from around Vagus, and wrapped them around his chest. “T-thank you, Vagus,” he chuckled shyly. His eyes fell away from the Totodile’s gaze.

With a grunt, Vagus rose to his feet and spent a moment to take in his surroundings before speaking. “Well, I guess we should be heading off.” He suddenly seemed eager to leave.

It was at that moment that Leon noticed something. A small pool of crimson liquid had gathered by his foot-paws. Unable to find or feel any injury on himself, his eyes wandered back to Vagus who had risen to his feet. A deep and bloody gash was visible across Vagus’ side.


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It was cold. Very cold. It seemed that his body even lack the stre

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The Totodile literally felt his heart jump within his chest as his tail jerked in response to Leon sudden movement. His cheeks warmed as they blushed. It was in that moment that Vagus felt the throbbing pain in his head suddenly vanish. The sudden relief was followed by a sense of shock as the Riolu continued to press himself onto him.

Just as quickly as he had burst forward, Leon pulled out of his kiss and sat back. He giggled and turned away from Vagus’ gaze. Vagus was left rooted on the spot completely stunned by what Leon just did. He tried to speak, but found that he lacked the coordination to even move his mouth. He felt as though Leon’s kiss had sapped the knowledge of speech from his mind.

The Riolu seemed to be in a similar state. He slowly turned back to face Vagus, hiding his face behind his paws. “I-I-I’m…” His words failed to leave him. Consumed by a profound sense of embarrassment, Leon buried his face deeper into his paws.

Once again, Vagus let his instincts take hold. He was overcome by an urge to comfort Leon. To tell him that it was okay and that he too had the same feelings for him. “Hey…it’s okay,” he whispered. Leaning forward, he gently caressed Leon’s arms before endeavouring to move them away from Leon’s face.

Like a pair of fluffy curtains, Leon’s paws began to part and reveal his shimmering ruby eyes. The Riolu managed a weak smile when he looked upon Vagus. Like ice, Vagus felt his discomforts melt away under Leon’s eyes. There was nothing holding him back now. “Leon,” he whispered as he drew closer to his mouth. His heart began to race within his chest and almost doubled again in its beat when he felt Leon’s paws at his cheeks.

With gentle force, Leon tilted Vagus’ head to the side and allowed the tip of Totodile’s mouth the press against his. He giggled and hugged the Totodile’s head. With their discomforts melted away, their lips locked in a state of passion. Vagus held onto Leon’s arms and closed his eye as he became lost in the confusing feelings of first love.

Vagus felt a force being directed against him as Leon began to press his weight onto his body. Too lost in his passion, Vagus faltered and fell back onto the pillow. Leon wasted no time. With his mouth still pressed against Vagus’ he moved on top of the Totodile and continued the kiss.

To Vagus, the moment seemed to last for hours. He breathed through his nose, moaning as the sounds of their love filled the tent. He wrapped his arms around Leon, holding him dear. Eventually, the Riolu pulled out of the kiss and rubbed his snout against Vagus. He lay on top of him panting as he gently caressed Vagus’ cheek. He smiled more warmly than ever before.

Vagus lay under him, also panting. “T-that…was…” a short cackle escaped him before he could finish. “Y-you’re amazing…” He pressed a small kiss against Leon’s snout.

Leon rewarded Vagus’ compliment with a kiss of his own. “I…wanna be with ya more, Vagus. D-do you think that…we can….date.” The rest of his words failed to leave his mouth.

Vagus smiled and pressed his fingers against Leon’s mouth. “Shhh…” he whispered. “Save ya words, darl. Consider this to be the first of many,” He looked up at his new found love and watched his eyes waver with profound joy at his words.

The Totodile grinned and slid a small lick across Leon’s forehead. Leon was his, and would be his for as long as Vagus had love to give him. “Ya know...” he chuckled, his cheeks blushing with greater intensity. “There’s room for two under this blanket…”

Leon seemed neither shocked nor taken aback by Vagus’ words. Instead, his shyness seemed to return. Even so, it could not keep Leon from smiling as he pulled the blanket up and slipped underneath it with his love. He lay by his side and silently gazed into Vagus’ emerald green eye.

From outside their cocoon of newly found love, the lantern inside the tent shone with a contrast to the gloomy forest in the early morning. Out in the cold morning air, Leon and Vagus could be seen as two distinct shadows. Slowly, their figures came together under the blanket and merged to become one.


A gentle breeze stirred Vagus from his thoughts. It was a cool but barren breeze. The winds around the lake usually carried with them the strong aroma of pine trees and other vegetation. Even here at Tao Lake, Sobert’s rampage had left its mark. The tree’s sagged and looked upon the land as though exhausted. Even the reeds that Vagus lay upon seemed somewhat dead.

A sorrowful sigh escaped him. It seemed that even the beauty of Tao Lake was to remain a memory for him. He closed his eye tight. The sight of his once beautiful home was beginning to fill his heart with grief. It was there that he sat in the dead reeds, alone with his troubles once more. He didn’t want to live in a world like this.

He tried again to immerse himself in his memories and for a moment he thought that he had succeeded. He could feel Leon’s fluffy paws around him once again as they hugged him from behind. Vagus smiled as he felt his love’s affection around him. Even though it was all in his mind, Vagus was pleasantly surprised at how real they felt.

“Guess who,” came a tender voice.

Vagus’ eye shot open. It was real. Much too real to be a mere memory. The realisation had taken him by storm. He flinched, almost jumping to his feet in surprise. Before his eye, a familiar face presented itself. As it always did, it unveiled a warm smile and an unforgettable pair of ruby red eyes. “Leon...” he whispered. His heart was warming with joy. The world around him shared his happiness. With Leon by his side, it was now a world he wanted to live in.

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Written by :iconslydragoon16: Team Spartan/The Masked E6 Pt 7 ''The first..'' The Totodile literally felt his heart jump within his chest as his tail jerked in response to Leon sudden movement. His cheeks warmed as they blushed. It was in that moment that Vagus felt the throbbing pain in his head suddenly vanish. The sudden relief was followed by a sense of shock as the Riolu continued to press himself onto him.

Just as quickly as he had burst forward, Leon pulled out of his kiss and sat back. He giggled and turned away from Vagus' gaze. Vagus was left rooted on the spot completely stunned by what Leon just did. He tried to speak, but found that he lacked the coordination to even move his mouth. He felt as though Leon

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A future PMDE team, I guess...

Took around 6 hrs? I can't remember...

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As Jasmine outstretched her arms, the patch of dirt where they had buried their seed began to glow. Around them, a gentle wind began to awaken. Leon was beginning to experience unsettling and clung onto Vagus’ arm. If the Totodile was nervous, he wasn’t showing it. With his lone eye, he continued to watch Jasmine with a vacant expression. His curiosity seemed to outweigh his desire for caution.

The wind became stronger and brought with them, a strange sense of rejuvenation. Leon felt as though his body had become lighter at that very moment. The withered trees began to sway while their branches creaked in protest to the wind’s forcefulness. It was then that Leon noticed something that challenged his understanding. The trees around them that stood glum and withered began to turn a shade of green once more.

Before Leon could alert this to Vagus’ attention, the ground before them began to tremble. He held Vagus tighter and gasped when the crooked stem of an infant tree burst from the ground. It came so suddenly that even Vagus jolted back out of surprise.

Within moments, the sapling began to take form. Growing and shifting, it took to the sky. The trees around it seemed to respond to its presence. Everything appeared to be connected in some way or another. The wind only intensified as the tree grew.

Concerned for Leon, Vagus discarded his shovel and held the Riolu close to him. The Riolu buried his head in Vagus’ embrace, trying to find sanctuary in his caring arms. Around them, the wind seemed to breathe new life into trees as their sagging branches began to lift and their leaves began to return to their former green.

The seedling continued to grow and tower above them. Its branches were dark and crooked as they spanned wide. The tree was completely bare and seemed to look down at both Vagus and Leon with a menace. Lifting his head from Vagus’ embrace, Leon caught sight of the tree. The sight of it made his heart sink. The tree appeared to be no more than an abomination when compared to the others nearby.

Just as suddenly as it had started, the wind stopped. Both Leon and Vagus were left dumbfounded by its sudden absence. They both exchanged bewildered looks before gazing up at the twisted tree that loomed over them. They averted their eyes just in time to see clusters of Cheri blossoms explode from the tree’s menacing branches.

The whole tree soon became alive with activity. Its branches seemed to disappear under an invading army of Cheri blossoms. A wondrous aroma quickly began to fill Leon’s nose while petals began to fly around them. The wind made a gentle return. It seemed to carry a certain warmth with its caress. The tree soon stood with its branches almost entirely encased by Cheri blossoms. It was impossible to even acknowledge that it had once taken on a more menacing form.

The sight made Leon’s heart warm with a profound sense of joy. With the pink petals of the blossoms showering around them, he looked to Vagus with a pair of glimmering eyes. This special moment was all the more unique with him being there. Vagus too, looked back at Leon with a smile of his own. Eventually, the two were unable to contain their joy any longer and released it in the form of laughter.

Leon felt Vagus’ arms around him as the Totodile held him in brief embrace. Leon smiled and giggled shyly as Vagus gazed into his eyes. It was then Vagus spoke to him words that made him blush. “Does my Leon wanna dance?” he said with a chuckle.

At first, Leon thought he was joking, but soon felt Vagus’ hands hold his paws. Leon giggled shyly and looked away. He laughed. “Ooh, but I don’t know how.”

Vagus chuckled. “Neither do I. J-just come here, darl.” Smiling wider than ever, Vagus began to take lead of their dance. Leon responded with another laugh and tried to move along with Vagus. Together, the two proceeded to dance under the flow of petals that rained around them. Leon kept his eyes locked on Vagus. The Totodile’s handsome and rugged features were enough to make Leon feel at ease.

The pair laughed and chuckled at their foolish and untrained steps. Occasionally, Leon would set a foot wrong and would stumble. He wasn’t worried in the slightest; Vagus’ arms made sure he didn’t fall. Eventually he managed to follow Vagus’ equally clumsy lead. Their cackles filled the petal-ridden air as they swayed and danced along. They cared little about the clumsiness in their movements and simply enjoyed sharing their joy. The joy of being together and the joy of belonging to one another.

Their dance brought them to the trunk of the tree. It was then that Leon felt one of the tree’s roots catch his foot. With a small yelp, the Riolu fell back. With his arms around Leon, Vagus was unable to stop himself from falling along with him. With a grunt, Vagus fell onto his behind while Leon fell into his lap. For a moment, the two regarded each other with astonishment before laughter burst from them.

Their laughs began to die down and soon the two lovers looked upon one another; admiring the features that made them appear so special. Leon felt his heart begin to race as he stared up at Vagus. With a fluffy paw, he caressed the Totodile’s cheek, beckoning him to move his head closer. “I love you...” he whispered.

Vagus said nothing. Repeating Leon’s words would be empty in their meaning. It was a case such as this when actions spoke louder than any word. Moving his head closer, Vagus brought the tip of his mouth to Leon’s lips and pressed against them. He wrapped his arms tight around Leon and held him dear as they kissed.

Above them, upon the blossom petals and the love that filled the air; Jasmine watched on. Perched up on one of the tree’s blooming branches, she regarded the two with a smile and a giggle. The two lovers below her seemed completely forgetful of the fact that she was even there.

With a smile and nod of her head, she regarded the two with a sense of approval. Over her, the sky beckoned her to fly forth. Allowing herself one final glance at the two lovers, she took burst forth into the air; leaving Leon and Vagus to be alone with their happiness.

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The wind became stronger and brought with them a strange sense of rejuvenation. Leon felt as though his body had become lighter at that very moment. The withered trees began to sway while their branches creaked in protest to the wind's forcefulness

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