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solarisgod · 26 days
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 ◜ 𝑰 . ◞ The first time when Micah met Ahri in the dream where there's only kindness in shining stars ⅋ blooming flowers between them , deep within their exchange , xe could sense her gaze lingering over xyr body : Bare appearing , all bearing scars ⅋ unhealed bruises ⅋ deep burnt tales ▬▬▬
      ( You are used to diverse reactions that you'd get seeing your damaged body , unloved by the world . At five years old , you viciously refused to bathe for the first time at your new home , not wanting your new wounds to be seen , still uncared for . You expected responses of anger , wild burning through you , but there was a woman who didn't do anything to you . She only sat in the tub , her clothes soaked . The bathroom door was open . She wasn't trapping you as you had a choice to leave . Eventually , you stayed with her . You stayed with your pain hidden , ⅋ when she saw it one day ▬ everything ▬ she still stayed with you . The man she loved , he didn't get to see until few months later , yet , he also stayed with you . Your parents never saw you as a tragedy . You have always been their beloved star child . )
      Ahri didn't say anything about Micah's scars in the end . Instead , while it seemed like she understand xyr state most painfully , as a tender whisper : ❝ ⅋ I wish I could tell you that the aching was a beautiful rebirth of some magnificent kind , but there is no beauty to be found in this kind of survival . ❞
      Micah breathed with the burning stars above , even through the long ⅋ deep felt aches , the brightest could think ▬ say : I am still here , I am still here , I am still here ▬ ( ⅋ isn't that terrifyingly beautiful enough ? ) ❝ As long as I am still alive , trying to love the universe as much as myself , I think that will be always beautiful enough to me . ❞ This God eating hope , it is beautiful / horrifying / everything at once .
      Xe smiled ⅋ held Ahri's clawed hand , like the moon holding the sun .
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 ◜ 𝑰𝑰 . ◞ Micah gave Ahri a bracelet on the second occasion where xe met her in person a near month after meeting her in the dream . When xe finally found her outside the dream realm that gave xem a map to Ahri's residence , the kindness that xe held for her despite knowing in a short time was infinite . This created trails of flowers xyr footsteps left behind until xe reached to the forest that welcomed xem home .
      ❝ I wanted to gift you a flower, but . . . please , have my garden . ❞ / ❝ Oh precious star , I do not need a gift , not when you have come to me . ❞
      Rosy blushes formed in Micah's warm cheeks at the recall , though , how xe kept shining more as xe gently took Ahri's hand so she could slip into the bracelet . ❝ I love making arts so much , especially for those I care about . ❞ The people who I love . Micah softly smiles . The bracelet Ahri wears is a silver chain with lavender crystal spheres , carrying the pendant shaped as a fox , sculpted by the kind hands of the everbright constellation .
      In great care , xyr hands guided the bracelet to Ahri's wrist , ⅋ , from watching closely , she could see black spots on certain areas of xyr left , skin parts void of blood / life . Yet , even though these cut scars across them existed , all agony bearing , xyr gentle hands felt like coming home . ( What possessed such unbearable light , light , light ▬ ) Ahri's gaze lifted as Micah raised her hand .
      Xe kissed her wrist that carried the bracelet , this endless love .
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 ◜ 𝑰𝑰𝑰 . ◞ Micah have stayed over at Ahri's home for one night . They shared a tender evening that soon formed a rainy weather , ⅋ Ahri insisted xem to stay or xe could get sick from the rainfall . The weather continued at past midnight when Micah was finally going to bed , xyr body once restless from xyr insomnia . Sensitive to clothing materials , Micah removed xyr shirt for better chance of quickly falling asleep ⅋ lied down on the cool sheet , softly wishing Ahri goodnight .
      Several minutes passed before Ahri noticed , as much as Micah tried xyr best to appear as otherwise so xe wouldn't disturb her rest , that xe was still awake from hearing the occasional shuffles , seemingly in an uncomfortable position .
      Concerned , Ahri planned to ask what's wrong before Micah whispered ,
      ❝ Ahri , can you sleep next to me , please ? ❞
      She learnt xe usually couldn't sleep without having something to hold , like a soft blanket or plushie . Micah sought comfort in her presence , a hunger shaped as vixen teeth ⅋ claws , sweet sanguine ⅋ deadly lavender wild nature . In Ahri , through man massacres born from animalistic instincts , xe saw a friend .
      Ahri carefully held xem , watching the stars slowly dim in her embrace . Micah kept giggling , xyr eyes squinted . Sleepy giddiness built in xem from hugging Ahri's arm , nuzzling her shoulder . From this position , she could see finer details of xyr scars ⅋ tattoos across xyr body . Beauty ⅋ horror stared back at her .
      She didn't touch them . She couldn't .
      Micah soon fell silent ⅋ still .
      Ahri held xem closely to her chest , protecting her stars .
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 ◜ 𝑽𝑰 . ◞ On the full moon , Micah ⅋ Ahri were bathing in the lunar light together , the stars shining upon their existences with the motherly moon . Rested against the open field on their backs , they exchanged personal facts ⅋ stories , finding joys in the smallest details of each other .
      Ahri's gaze softened at the sight of Micah , xyr facial expression lax while xyr body radiates silver serenity . She sensed waves of tenderness rolling over from xem . Micah made a happy squeak ⅋ leaned closer , xyr face pressed into the warm curve of Ahri's neck .
      Between them , only love lived freely .
      Upon midnight , Ahri saw faint light ⅋ glanced down , seeing Micah's scars glow gently with the moon ⅋ stars . Xe didn't seem to notice , xyr focus had been on Ahri's hands that xe's playing with , finger lightly tracing along the palm lines . ( Maybe Micah already knew , but didn't want to bring so much attention to them . )
      Her fingers hovered over the glowing scars . She still didn't touch them . She wanted to know who could hurt xem like this . Who would desire to inflict Micah while xe had brought kindness to this world . Who did she have to kill ▬
      ❝ You can touch them , ❞ Micah's whisper broke the silence , xyr soft gaze on Ahri's palms not once breaking . Xe held her hands to xyr chest , xyr open heart , ❝ I trust you , Ahri , ❞ I love you .
      Ahri's hands slowly lifted to hold xyr cheeks , her thumbs brushing skin .
      Her lips met Micah's scar on the bridge of xyr nose .
      Between the cerulean sky ⅋ sanguine wilderness , love still stayed .
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 ◜ 𝑽 . ◞ Ahri stared at the new slow healing wounds ⅋ scars that Micah's body held , the most prominent being a deep line around xyr neck . It had been a while since she last saw xem ⅋ finding Micah once more in a wounded state , the sight hurt Ahri . This pain have worsened when Micah greeted her like nothing happened to xem . Micah kept shining , even in the abyss . The world didn't love xem enough as it seemed since a very long time , yet , Micah only kept loving it .
      The world should be horrified by xyr impossible endurance .
      Ahri found a warm smile on Micah's face , xyr eyes bright as always , before she was embraced in xyr arms ▬ what felt like home , home , home ▬ Ahri returned xem the gesture , but didn't let go of xem .
      She held Micah close with all of the stars in xem ⅋ these scars on xem .
      ❝ Thank you , ❞ Micah softly said to Ahri , xyr gaze meeting hers ⅋ everything in her shattered at the gleams across the eyes , tears bearing . Xyr grasp around her tightened . ❝ Thank you for being kind to me , Ahri . ❞
      Her heart ached deeply at the gratitude that xe didn't need to give , not when xe had only ever been kind to all . She wanted to ask what happened so she could tear everyone who laid a finger on Micah , DEVOUR / DEVOUR / DEVOUR ▬
      A feeble cry left Micah shaking terribly , broken apart into stardust .
      Ahri found it was not violence or vengance that xe needed . Xyr body shook ⅋ she saw it was begging to be held , to be loved still even after everything .
      She kept holding xem , reminding Micah that xe was still loved ▬
      She loved xem .
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 ◜ ⁺𝑰𝑽 . ◞ Micah stares at Ahri , their presences pressed against each other at her abode . Much time was taken for Micah to find xemself back to reality , to Ahri , ⅋ found calmness . Micah's hand held Ahri's , loved hand in loving hand .
      ❝ Most of what we have , the older ones , they came from our childhood , ❞ Micah quietly shares to her . Ahri didn't say anything , but the way she has been looking at xem , her gaze of sorrow asked xem everything . When Micah said , we , xe meant the Starwake System . She may not understand human health conditions that are as complex as Dissociative Identity Disorder , but even as sharp ⅋ stealthy Ahri is , a fear to man , xe trusted her more than enough to disclose xyr DID ▬ I am not one / I am one of the many / We exist so none of us could ever be all alone ever again ▬
      Micah doesn't say more . The word , childhood , said painfully enough . Xe gently guides Ahri's hand to touch xyr arm , most skin being burnt . Xe feels nothing when she touches this part , but the memories burn all deeply through xem . ❝ I did this to us when I was five years old , after I killed my latest foster family who did really bad things to us . . . ❞ Micah grimaces , but xe still lets Ahri hold xyr burnt arm . ❝ I can't remember why I did it . ❞ Maybe I did it because I wanted to know if this was all real ▬ if I was real enough , even in all of these white noises . Mama , I lived , raised by the ghosts in my head .
      ❝ There is no beauty found in this kind of survival , ❞ Micah echoes the words Ahri said to xem when they first met in that ethereal dream , xyr voice gentle . ❝ But we are still here , I am still here . I still love . ❞ ⅋ that has to mean more than shattered selves ⅋ faint shadows ⅋ dead dreams . Tears roll over Micah's cheeks , but xe doesn't stop speaking from the bottom of xyr celestial heart . Micah never stops trying to love . ❝ I want that to be good enough . ❞ I am trying everything in me to make my constant existence mean good enough .
      Micah softly smiles at @vulpesse ▬ despite , despite , DESPITE ▬ ❝ I am forever most grateful that I still exist so I could meet you . ❞ Xe leans further against her , head on shoulder . ❝ I love you , Ahri . ❞ This is a promise made by the endless brightest stars , gently given to the she - fox with sharp claws ⅋ wild eyes ⅋ sanguine teeth . This endless love of Micah's for Ahri , it does not flinch at the thousand raging suns in her wild heart .
      Her clawed hand in xyr burnt hand , love stayed , becoming home .
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expvrgction · 3 months
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Continued from here! @moonlightsdew
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Hazbin Hotel, huh? Good to know. As far as the Slayer was concerned, however, not even a majority of those back in the Dark Realm he had to deal with bothered with building a place to stay awhile for travelers, and especially not for him, as he was considered an ages-long foe to its ruler.
Here, though, so many unknowns were at play. Even someone known to be a brute like him anywhere knew where and when to best behave.
...This man, to the stranger's intrigue, but also disappointment in equal measure, wasn't one for long talk. Laconic types can be difficult to deal with, after all. Or those who take to being quiet, for that matter.
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A nod, most likely as thanks for the welcome, looked to be the only response Alastor was given so far, after which a brief glance followed. The gaze beneath his helmet was unreadable as well, but if anything, that look was mostly to familiarize himself with the host's form. Being good with photographic memory sure came in handy, after all.
Ultimately, though, this tough guy REALLY should rework how he speaks to people. He used to be so full of charm in his youth, but having spent time in wars beyond imagination made him lose edge in... Yeah, that.
Sorry, Alastor-- You're dealing with a hardass for a guest right now. A war veteran like the Slayer, let alone him being an ascended member of a rumored race of divines from beyond (even if he personally finds it a curse more than a blessing) who had seen a bit of everything might need a little more icebreaking.
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orangerosebush · 1 year
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Recently I've really been reflecting on the subject of self-harm and why we engage in it -- I no longer struggle with self-harming behaviors like I did in high school (please do not worry), but I think that that legacy of my shame turning me into a weapon against myself is something that I need to grapple with if I'm ever to live a life that isn't controlled by the emotion of shame in general.
As a result of this rumination, I found an interesting article entitled "The Hand With Two Sides: Self-Mutilation and the Constructed Feminine" by Erin Martin published in the 1988-2013 University of Colorado Boulder's digital journal archive Genders. I don't agree with all the points made (particularly in terms of how Martin articulates some points on her views on psychiatry sensu lato), but I thought I'd attach under a read-more some sections that articulate parts of that very experience of having had a past of self-harming.
For a lot of what I've highlighted, I feel Martin writes about the subject such that it seems that I have always felt that is the truth of my experiences, and that it was a matter of being unable to speak until someone else described it back to me, for me, first. A lot of the issue with therapy was that the process of being treated just left me feeling more ashamed about my struggles, as though I was going in to ask to be forgiven at a sort of religious confession, as opposed to seeking counsel from a professional. And this sense of being implicitly shamed for having dysfunctional coping mechanisms (that I'd come in to address) felt unique to when I was trying to share experiences of self-harm! This, of course, meant that that sense of my struggles being unacceptable to articulate even to a therapist led me to retreat into myself (and Martin talks about how the "ritualistic privacy" of self-harming behaviors are part of what makes them so hard to break).
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markershub · 7 months
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[ I work late tomorrow and I also work Saturday and then I'm doing things Saturday night. Bear with me.]
[.... I also am like. Really starting to dislike this one racist ass coworker who's constantly complaining about everything so that's fun :^) she's the kind of person who's like 'ugh people are too sensitive and pc these days' and then uhhh says slurs. Bad.]
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thumperking · 2 years
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psychology + mental health deep dive !
general mental health related trigger warnings apply. feel free to include more or exclude those facts / test results that take too much time or don’t apply, you can check out this list for more personality-related quizzes to include!
QUICK FACTS ,
diagnoses: ocd & depression
triggers: physical abuse ( and sometimes verbal abuse )
positive coping skills: what are thooooseee ? he doesn’t have many positive coping skills, if any at all.
negative coping skills: shutting down 100% of the time. abandoning / abandonment.
attachment style : Dismissive / Avoidant
love language: acts of service , physical touch.
myers briggs / mbti : INTJ-T - the architect
HISTORY EXPLORATION ,
are their diagnoses formal ( via a doctor, therapist, etc. ) or informal : both are fairly informal , the ocd was recognized at an early age but due to how his father was he was never put into any form of therapy or medicated. after the death of his mother, at age 10 - he became very angry and often depressed & reclusive.
have they ever been treated / medicated? self medicated with weed / drugs but never by a medical professional.
have they ever been hospitalized or treated on an inpatient basis? No.
how old were they when they first started experiencing / realizing symptoms? as stated above his ocd was recognized fairly young ( around 6/7 )
do they have a family history of mental illness? depression, alcoholism, s*icude.
how was mental health handled / discussed in the family? it simply wasn’t something anyone on his father’s side spoke of ://
what are their thoughts on mental health / their diagnosis? thumper doesn’t really openly talk about his ocd or depression, he realizes as he gets older / has gotten older that there’s nothing to he shamed about especially if he needed medication or therapy ( or both ) but he’s not an open book, so it’s tough.
in what ways has their diagnosis shaped their life or experiences? It makes hard for him to form relationships, long lasting ones - in most cases there are lots of trial & error, fights & him pushing people away, so very negatively. he’s considered controlling, uptight and .. a dick. when the walls are broken down you’ll see he’s got a good heart he’s just very picky on who gets to see it.
SYMPTOMS: note that all of the below are, on their own, normative and typical aspects of human functioning. they become “symptoms” when they last longer than “normal” or when they pose a significant impact on someone’s life / functioning.
BOLD all that are present, ITALICIZE those that are resolved or in the history.
depression. anxiety. panic attacks. dissociation. derealization. depersonalization. suicidal ideation. self harm. homicidal ideation. psychosis. auditory hallucinations. visual hallucinations. delusions. mania. hypomania. racing thoughts. hyperactivity. attention difficulty. flashbacks. nightmares. hyperarousal. hypoarousal. hypersexuality. hyposexuality. psychopathy. risky behavior. catatonia. somatic / bodily concerns. mutism. phobia. agoraphobia. hoarding. obsessions. compulsions. body dysmorphia. hair picking. skin picking. amnesia. illness anxiety / hypochondria. sensory loss. speech difficulty. comprehension difficulty. communication difficulty. tics. defiant behavior. irritable mood. vindictiveness. aggression. pyromania. kleptomania. paranoia. attention seeking. narcissism. avoidance. dependency. pica. rumination. food restriction. food binging. purging. soiling the bed. insomnia. fatigue. sexual dysfunction. delirium. developmental delays.
explanations / elaborations on any of the above symptoms:
he’s agitated or irritable very quickly , his mood can change within a snap, depending on the situation. he shuts down if he cannot process how he’s feeling vs communicating how he’s feeling.
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lastoneout · 6 months
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Ya know when people told me "when you're finally safe enough that you can leave survival mode and start to let go of and process your c-ptsd/trauma things are probably going to get really, really bad before they slowly start to get better" I thought that was reasonable. I did not understand that by "things are going to get bad" they meant "you're going to find yourself in the worst mental state of your entire life, but dw, that means it's working" and tbh I simply wish someone had been more clear.
Edit: If everyone could please take a minute and think about what it must feel like to be struggling and then have multiple strangers say to your face that they find the prospect of going through what you're going through so horrifying that they'd rather kill themselves and then stop leaving comments like that I would greatly appreciate it.
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doccywhomst · 5 months
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schemedplans · 9 months
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i started looking up v4lveplug to learn what other ppl do with tf posing issues.
i wanna draw smth raunchy but brain says the robot parts wont bend that way.
maybe i just gotta. pop out the limbs. sorry megs if ur legs wont play along they Gotta Go. otherwise i gotta find a reference SOMEWHERE and ughhghh so much for THAT.
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solarisgod · 1 month
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To be honest, I really could've make Micah work in the astronomy field as an astronaut and other related positions, as xyr adoptive father inspired xem to be, and just make xem be incredibly intelligent as so many well known protagonists were, but there's something so... humanly realistic and painfully relatable in giving xem a dream that xe always wanted to achieve, but couldn't in the end because of xyr conditions, especially with xyr intellectual disability being the biggest barrier.
Micah was raised in the wild with very little socialization and learning opportunities for two years by the Incarnation of Earth who couldn't be and verbally communicate with xem in its vessel ( to protect Micah from forming deep emotional attachment with it in case xe got taken away ) before Micah accidentally burnt xyr home down and got taken away by the first responder team to the hospital. For three years then until the Everlove took xem in, Micah moved in between many foster families, with some being abusive and / or neglectful, and from the multiple stressful changes and treatments, this significantly impacted the Starwake System's social, emotional, and cognitive developments. In addition, developing Dissociative Identity Disorder, they experience dissociative symptoms that would hinder their learning and processing, such as amnesia and dissociation.
But the Starwake System having intellectual disability was especially difficult for Micah to accept when it prevented xem from being able to study in and entirely understand the subjects and knowledge that are required to work in the astronomy field. Micah had to leave xyr classroom to be placed in a special educational class when xe was nine years old and xe didn't understand why, but at ten, xe was appalled when xe had a discussion about xyr special education with xyr parents that led to xem learning about xyr dissociative symptoms and intellectual disability, and this was also when Micah was told xe likely couldn't be able to become an astronomer and astronaut like xyr adoptive father due to the complexity of the topics centred in astronomy.
As an attempt to try to prove xyr parents wrong, Micah secretly tried to take physics and chemistry on xyr third year of high school, but had to drop out a few weeks later when the school and xyr parents were concerned of xyr poor grades and performances. Micah had to take alternative courses and catch up with the weeks old lessons. The catch up game and the fact that xe couldn't do astronomy required subjects caused xyr depression to worsen since starting high school. It doesn't help that xyr childhood best friend, Adoniram, who also wanted to be an astronaut, was able to do and complete them even with the highest grades of his classes. Micah wouldn't even be able to become an aviator at least either, so feeling as xe was forever trapped in the world, xe held a highly strong self-hatred for xyr disabilities until xe was twenty two and accepted this part of xemself with the help of therapy.
Although Micah took creative writing on the third year and this increased xyr love in the art of writing before xe had a revelation xe could be a creator in arts, literature, and drama instead. Micah had to attend summer school of the same year to improve on xyr grades and took previous grade courses that xe didn't have before, so xe could be accepted in an arts university. Micah was able to enroll in one and get both of xyr associate and bachelor degree. Over time, xe became successful and was able to find joy in arts the way that outer space does. While xe may not be able to be with the stars, Micah has still been grateful that despite xyr conditions, xe could still create what would empower and inspire people, creating xyr own stars in the world that people can see only hope and love in.
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expvrgction · 2 years
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❥ Has someone ever ruined an FC or character for you?
I'd forgotten most details about what ruined a fictional character to me by now, but I vividly remember Dirk Strider from Homestuck being one example.
And surprisingly enough, the majority of the blame wasn't from the community itself, because those in charge with Homestuck ^2 are responsible for the whole mess in the first place. Then again, his role as the Prince of Heart involves the destruction of soul, or destruction through soul. Now correct me if I'm wrong because I cannot remember much of the series' lore itself, but in SBURB/SGRUB, Prince players (and couple that with Bards and particularly evil Lord players *cough Caliborn cough*) are pretty much high risks of all players and need to be looked after to prevent a whole game session from going awry.
It perplexes me why he has become corrupt just one comic away. I've read some pages and I couldn't stand the amount of what, to myself personally (I know some people still like this and I have no reason to judge them too hard either), is terrible writing. Not only was Dirk ruined for me, though-- Some other characters I like in the long-standing webcomic got such poor treatment, too.
A lot of things made me lose interest in Homestuck now, but as the original webcomic? It was one hell of a ride and I actually enjoyed it even for the flaws it had during its run. I still don't get the massive, if not detrimental changes to it had happened.
Of course, I’d still say to people to not let my take on this deter anyone from interest towards a thing they might want to look at.
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"I let myself in. I hope you don't mind?" (henry b!)
@houseflyy
"Well, of course I mind! I enjoy your company very much, Melody!" Bemis explained in a half-exclamation, pouting slightly. She ought not insult herself like that; a visit from a companion was always welcome. "You see, it's just— just that—"
He trailed off. Then he smiled shyly and laughed nervously.
"Well, what I was going to say was, 'it's just that you should make absolutely sure that no one else sees you', but that's precisely it: there's no one around to see you, no one at all except me."
Not any wife or bank president or customers or company to entertain or anybody else, just him, and her.
"To tell the truth, it's been getting awfully lonely. Why, I— I wonder if I'll ever find another human alive at all, or if I'm doomed to become part of this smashed landscape and rubble caused by that... that horrible weapon, that bomb."
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hargrovetm · 1 year
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thinking about billy having to keep his relationships a secret but its not even like a cute thing its like he’ll get killed if people were to find out bro like .....
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nicktoonsunite · 7 months
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Part 1 / Part 2
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pillowspace · 9 months
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Moon and Marinette talking is the cutest thing. Sun and Moon feeling bad for this child who was locked out and killed.
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blakesque · 1 year
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“ jesus... i’ve never seen a horse that big before... “ isaac to aleck !
𝐙𝐎𝐌𝐁𝐈𝐄 𝐀𝐏𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐘𝐏𝐒𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒. (𝐏𝐓. 𝟏) | ACCEPTING.
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he’s not sure he’s seen one that big either — his eyes squint in concentration as he studied it. something was off with the horse, an infection maybe which wouldn’t be too uncommon given their . . . situation. “ it’s sick. “ the blond stated as he dared to walk closer to the horse , long fingers stretching out to touch the back of the horse gingerly so it wasn’t startled by aleck’s presence. “ it won’t be long , “ aleck turned his attention back towards Isaac as he left the horse, unaffected by the fact that the horse was ill. “ before it .. dies, I mean. “
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solarisgod · 9 months
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micah stands between reality and unreality, their expression blank and eyes void of light as there is a figure before them. white noises fill in heavy air with its soft muffled sounds — they try to listen more, break through the deep numbness that is drowning them whole — "you're bleeding —" their memories are in distortion, meaningless. they can't remember how they reached here. everything feels so far away. nothing makes sense. everywhere burns and burns and b — slowly, carefully, they touch their hips, palms bearing blood that is real and fake all at sickening once. you're bleeding — i'm dying —
"i'm okay."
a voice falls firm and sharper gaze lifts — phoebus stares at charlie, their grip against the wound tighten to keep the blood from leaving their sore body. "do you - do you have a medical kit around here ??" visions blur, they don't realize they're shaking, coldness embracing them entirely. phoebus steps into charlie's home, trying not to fall, despite the heavy weight present on their existence. they shouldn't be here to protect @goodheartt, but, micah — "just ... give me some time and space, and my hips will be f- fine all patched up." more blood takes over their skin, the floor, then all around them —
phoebus closes their eyes.
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