Sackboy Emotions Novels & Stories

He is working on this, and his newly forming relationship with Oscar is helpful at times like these. When it comes to anger, both are fairly even when dealing with this emotion. For Bo his reaction is physical, he shakes like he is cold when angry, and Oscar is able to help him through this emotion. Happiness and all other positive emotions are met with kisses from Oscar and excited stimming Bo, as shown in Chapter Eleven when Bo sees the stage for the first time, and when the pair kiss in whichever chapter that is. The scene where Bo repeatedly says Oscar’s name when kissing the man is a type of verbal stim which displays happiness.

My sob has been non stop and he patiently listen while wiping away my tears. " He's being too much! " sinabi ko kay Elijah na ganon talaga si Bobby kaso pakiramdam ko sumusobra siya ngayon. I'm quite emotional today and a little sensitive. " Stop crying now okay? " he shaped my face using his firm but soft hands and stared at me lovingly. I nodded like a puppy and hugged him. Niyakap niya naman ako pabalik, I felt him kissing the top of my head. That sweet gesture put a smile on my face.

I replied I could sense the pressure on his shoulder and as we spoke, his mood gradually changed, with his eyes slowly getting wet "babe, look at me," I said and grabbed his cheeks "don't you dare cry, you aren't a woman, you are a man and you are meant to stand strong regardless of your emotions. We have to be strong, this is not the end" I assured him he nodded his head like a five-year-old child who lost his parents in a war, the sadness written on his face broke my heart and I seriously wonder how he is going to get over this sudden death.

The rest of the Blotters joined us in the east parlor. With Lizzie’s help to type longer and faster, Joseph described what he called an odd moment. Since Kujo had a way to make my emotional energy visible, Joseph was able to see my sadness as a gray mist and my positive emotions as sparks. The most remarkable thing was that Kujo put all the sadness in a sort of heap in the corner, and tried to eat the sparks. While listening to me and looking at the pictures I was showing him. The sparks seemed to choke him, but he tried anyway. In the end, he turned to the pile of sadness he’d collected and sank his head in it, like an animal drinking from a pond. That seemed to help him overcome the chokin

Marco whispered calmly I didn't realize when tears started coming out of my face " Y-yeah." I replied weakly " Shh, come here, Babe. It's okay." He pulled me to his chest I got into his embrace and sobbed, " I-I am sorry, I-It w-was just out of anger. I-I didn't mean to-" And I sobbed harder "We were so rough, right?" I nodded and he just rocked me " We care about you buddy. We don't like to hurt you nor physically or emotionally, we love you so much." He hugged me tightly stroking my hair continuously

“Or maybe just go back to him, he is your husband after all.” “Going back isn't an option,” I shake my head, leaning into my pillow. “So I guess I will look into toys because the only emotions I seem to feel are horny and sad. Never happy, not for long, and then frustrated when I can't get rid of either one of those emotions.”

“I don’t know why I’m crying. I’m sorry—” “Hey, hey, none of that.” Marcus’s hand stroked my hair, slow and soothing. “It’s okay. I understand. It’s normal, baby doll. Your body is just so overstimulated and emotional right now. All those different sensations—everything we just did to you, the way we filled you up, the intensity of it—it doesn’t know what to do with all of it. So it’s letting it out this way. Crying is how it’s adjusting. It’s fine. You’re safe. We’ve got you.”

"Concern? is that why you sent a weapon on my face?" "It's a dart, and it's not like you'll die from it. You might have bled, but that's also a bonus to see if you'll show an emotion." He pouts playfully. I know it wasn't only me who found Shaka weird, Ryan was holding his laughter since a while ago like he was lumping me together with this old man. I stomped on his feet hard enough that he kneeled in pain. I looked at Shaka once again and asked, "Is disappointment an emotion? then can i say i'm disappointed in you right now Shaka?"