A lil drabble of/inspired by Prompt #2,013 from @pluralprompts, it's a little angsty but it shouldn't contain any common triggers so just be careful folks. Don't worry, it's got a happy ending
Spectre was having a rough day, or he was fairly certain he was. He didn't really know anymore, the static-y film over his eyes ears and heart had long since dulled his emotions. He'd been trying for the last few hours to leave front, but it was like a wall was between him and headspace, a wall of viscous static that only got harder the more he pressed against it. It was a rough day really, and the sound of muffled talking behind the static had only been getting louder and louder. He hoped that was. a good sign, like the barrier getting thinner. Exhausted from their daily obligations, he stumbled to their bed and laid down, staring up at the ceiling one of their littles had decorated with polyfill clouds and led lights years ago, and smiled. Over time, the talking grew clearer and clearer until finally he heard it.
"Spectre! We're gonna get you out of there, don't worry.", the soothing voice of Ivy, their primary gatekeeper.
He felt it, a tugging at the back of his mind, a hand reaching out for him to grab. He focused on the feeling, grasping Ivy's hand as she pulled him from front. Finally back in headspace, he smiled and hugged all his fellow headmates who'd gathered to try and help him out of front. Being a system was tough, but they'd always be there for one another.
This was written by Az, I don't know Emi says I'm supposed to sign these posts or something