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Depression-Borg

An AU I wrote abt Melvinborg suffering because I HATE HIM. 🤬

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TW: Substance Abuse.

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What is Melvin doing in his life? Being a rich-man swimming in gold? His grades, and academic accomplishments as well as his creativity was proven to be useful. His daily life must be easy.

   Firstly, he gets up to take pills for his multiple mental disorders considering the fact he NEVER got into his dream school, and gave up on trying to get in—especially since he feels guilty about killing off George, and Harold. Sure, they were a pain in the ass, as well as made his life miserable, but ever since their death it was quiet. Too quiet...

   When everyone found out who was responsible, people went from sympathizing with Melvin to loathing him. The torment never stopped, so of course he moved to another state to run from his past. Albeit, he did manage to hide from the past, he still gets nightmares about it. Every single dream, it's about atrocious George, and Harold, like they purposefully haunt him.

   Oh, how much he disdains them. The amount of sleepless nights they caused for him, but also any sort of academic opportunities were gone. So what does he do? Drinks away at his problems at a local bar. He isn't too fond of sleeping with strangers, but wouldn't shy away from a stranger asking for his number, especially if they've been at it for a while.

   Sometimes it's a drunk walk home, sometimes he's just too drunk to walk home so he needs a ride, other times he'll pass out of the streets, and sometimes he'll be sober enough to make it home, then proceed to cry himself to sleep. He hates himself for getting so drunk, but at least it numbs the pain that has been there since he was a child.

   Drugs were enticing, though he never took them, same with getting high. He was tempted to try cigarettes—and he did, though he had many problems with it that he decided not to after his first try. Substance abuse aside, he tried to drive home one night after the bartender kicked him out.

Unfortunately, that didn't end too well for him. His hatred for his body somehow increased after the crash. Almost half of his body was burned off, but thankfully he managed to survive. His mom was the only one who came over since his dad was busy off at work. At least what his mom tries to say...

   Her soft, wrinkled skin has eye bags underneath them. Whenever she tried to reassure her son that she still loved him, he didn't believe her. Understandably so because, who would ever love a mentally ill, alcoholic, disabled, lonely, piece of lard as their son? His mom got rid of his mirrors to avoid him getting reminded of his past mistake.

   Even as an old woman, she remained kind to him. She took care of him like he was a sick 6 year old. Her love was unconditional. When strangers gave him weird looks, she would always defend him. Although it took a lot of her energy to do most of his errands, she still did it because she knew how insecure he was about himself. It was nice while she lasted.

   There wasn't much he could do other than reflect on his past lives, and his mistakes. Oh, how he loathed himself. He can't even stand looking himself in the mirror. The fact that his own mom got rid of reflective surfaces for him showed how much she cared, and yet he still found himself being able to see how he looked like, and he hated seeing himself—it was a reminder of his mistakes, a reminder of how he fucked himself up.

   He was tired of having to run from the past, so why not fix it instead? Maybe then, he can finally have a better future...

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I can do a part 2 of Depression-Borg if anyone wants. Not too sure about giving him a happy ending because imo he doesn’t deserve one. 😚

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Introduction 2 Lynn’s Account

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Hi, I’m Lynn. They/She prouns. I like spooky stuff, and I’m also taken, el oh el. Multifandom user moment who likes to draw, but also write. I tried to make this account as neat as possible, but honestly, I’ve given up on being organized, so, yah.

I like to art, and did I mention write? Depending on my mood, I can draw something full-on rendered, or make a silly little doodle that you can barely tell what’s going on. Most of my writing is going to be really dark, because why shouldn’t it? Too much “fluff,” and “smut” around here.

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Sum up:

My name is Lynn.

I’m 15 years old as of now.

They/She.

Someone’s gf.

Multifandom user.

Artists, and writer.

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#lynn707 #introduction #intro post #bro i’m tired #when you fart too hard 💔