Bark knew what Willow thought through their head. Bark was by their side when they were going through their depressive moods. She was always going to be by their side. Bark always did the same thing to cheer Willow up. Hold their hands, then wipe the tears away, and kiss them all over their face, then give them the tightest hug while reassuring them that she was there. Most times it would work. When it didn't, she would hug Willow until their episode faded away.
Hugging Willow would allow Bark to stop Willow from harming themself with thrashing their head and arms against the wall and themself banging their fists very hard on their thigh bones. Bark could only describe Willow as imperfect, but they try. They're good, but they lie. They are hard on themself. They are broken and won't ask for help. They are messy, but they're kind. They're lonely most of the time. They're all of this mixed up and baked in a beautiful pie. Bark would only admit it once that Willow is way more stronger than Bark. Willow is stronger then they think they are. Bark only knows the good in Willow.
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(DISCONTINUED) We Were Meant To Be -WillowBark One-Shots
FanfictionHere are some Trigger-Warnings about my chapters: Talks of suicide, Death, Cussing, Talks of self-harm, Gay couples, Thoughts of depression, etc I got this idea mainly because of my friend... But also I wanted to split these one-shots from my other...
