Sackboy Emotions Novels & Stories

The boy was sitting brooding by the bed, apparently he was not okay. Anjani cornered herself next to Jeno, his hands grasping both of Jeno's limp shoulders warmly. Anjani's head is placed on Top of Jeno's head, intending to calm the boy down. Anjani does not make her voice, she lets Jeno feel calm first because at this time Anjani can hear her son is sobbing. Actually, Anjani feels sad and worried, because this is the first time she sees Jeno emotionally like that. Screaming and crying. And Anjani really wonders who and what makes Jeno that way. During this time, Jeno is the most good at regulating his emotions, hiding his emotions, and controlling his emotions. But what made Jeno such an em

I got punched in the arm for that one, but I made her laugh and smile and it was worth it. Sadie also had what I liked to call beautiful mood swings. This was when Sadie wasn't having a very good day and would show herself to me in a not so beautiful way. These were the days I had to step in and be the mean guy to help her get herself under control. I was really tired of having to buy new furniture or new dishes. When she was having a bad day. Everything was my fault and she let me know it. Then of course once she got herself under control. She would have what I would call a cry fest and apologize to me for three days. The fights wouldn't be bad if Sadie didn't have the ability to lift the c

Hurt, confusion, and sadness written all over his face. Wait! Wait! This is the first time. Imaginary Daksh is crying and showing some emotions on his face. In the past one week, he never showed this expression before me. He only stared at me with blank emotion. After my touch, he just disappeared into a thin air. I sighed and walked towards him and touched his face in my hands. He stares down at me and wraps his arms around my waist. I gasped. I feel his hot breath against my lips. His eyes are piecing my soul. I find myself wondering how the hell he was still standing before me? I closed my eyes and took a deep breath to calm myself down. I felt he buried his face in the crook of my neck.

There’s just something devilishly sweet about it. I closed my eyes. I can't believe I was entertaining this conversation. ‘That cannot be how it works. So you’re telling me that if I smile too hard at a joke, I’ll just sprout claws in front of the pack because my emotions are too high?’ ‘I’m serious,’ Lyall shot back. ‘The last time it happened, you were furious, and so was I. You need to control your emotions before they control us.’ ‘Control my emotions?’ I scoffed. ‘You’re one to talk. You sulk, you snap, you growl every single time. I feel like I’m constantly babysitting you.’

Like all his safeguards have been peeled away and this is what he’s left with. “He wanted to hurt me…he wanted it to hurt”. He says it like he’s stating the weather. “Why else would he strangle me when he can just snap my neck and be done with it?…be done with me?”. Sorahiko has always been a well of emotion— from his exaggerated facial expressions, to his sassy manner of speaking. But now, she can’t even tell what he’s feeling. His pheromones smell like everything and nothing all at once. He coughs. It sounds painful, and looks as bad as it sounds.

He apologizes. “Why the hell am I crying?” I cry even more at the fact that I’m crying for no reason on the street. “It’s like what happened with your hearing. You will need to get your emotions under control too. Okay?” He explained gently. I sniffle, “O- Okay.” “Let’s run around some more so you can get used to your new speed. You deserve it.” He ruffles my hair. “Don’t you think it’s weird talking to a guy like this?”

“A little.” He pats my head and begins to rub soothing circles on my back. “The attack you had in the museum earlier…” I trail off, waiting for his approval to talk about it. I hear him gulp. “Yeah?” “Do you know what triggers it?” A few seconds pass in silence and I start to think he has fallen asleep, but then he answers. “Strong emotions, mostly. If I get too happy or excited, I malfunction. If I get too angry or sad, I malfunction.” The bitter sadness in his voice is barely disguised.

the coffee drinker yells, but I just shift. I go beast without even thinking about it. The emotion pouring from my mate is bringing out a part of me I have never met before. Her sobs are different from all the other ones I have heard. It's as if these ones are filled with the emotions of all the times before. She is breaking apart at the very seams of her being.

he shook his head and started to walk after he turned his back at me, so I butted in. He’s still wearing his earpods. When will that habit of him end? I wonder how it feels to be attacked by your trauma and got crazy in a sudden because you don’t like to feel that kind of feeling. I want to give him a back hug but this lunatic will surely put malice if ever I will do it, right?

“Okay here’s what I have so far…. Cheetos, a six pack of Coke, Slim Jim’s, and a hair dryer. I’ve also packed 26 of my favorite Xbox games, some nail clippers, and a bag of ice from the freezer.” Em was trying her best not to bust out laughing, but a snort was coming, she could feel it. She put her hand over her mouth to hold it in. “In my second suitcase, I have teddy.” This sobered Em right up. Teddy was Sawyer’s bear their dad had given him. It was the last present he ever gave to Saw, and he clung to it every night and even a lot during the day. “But I’m thinking I need something else because I have wayyyy to much room left in here.”