((not a request))

User name; NONE

Topic; (angst/fluff?) vague fluff

OC x OC, Reader Insert, or OC x YOU?: NO READER INSERT. MIL's FEELINGS TOWARDS EARTH.

 Request is based on what?: the playlist above, and weirdcore horror. NOT A REQUEST.

AU or no?: Somewhat like a AU. Weirdcore and BSV.

SONGFIC, or based on a song?: Based on these songs; Homage, Hope, Living Island, and It's just a burning memory.

 Title name, for the chapter/request?: __Living Alien Suit__

Extra: SHORT CHAPTER(very short), SOMEWHAT LIKE A POEM(?).

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12 AM.

A tall being, at 9'ft; was walking around a old park finding joy in such; loneliness. But it does hurt, but... their hope, keeps them going everyday. Wishing one day, would not be the same. 

Yet, it hurts their brain just to remember why. Why they wanted something different. Time flew by, while they just stared at the tree, in the middle of the park. Only his past dreams are to what, he remembers now. 

But the clocks haunt him. But they are alright, while looking at the grey clouds. They felt at peace, in this park; at this time. On this little Island. Little to him, big to the natives.

He likes this place, yet she can get scared of it. Unknowingly strange.

It feels like home, yet it's not? But that is just a secret. He wants to go back home, yet he wants to stay here. It's weird, but not ...     terrifying     ... Felt at peace, in this small park, standing on a teleporting pad.

The alien, woke up from theirs sleep. 

'back to being cake stashed trash, suit.. already?' thinking as they became flat and able to fit a person under his skin.