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amoritasart · 7 months
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He found a new glyph(:
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draconic-artisan · 3 months
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🌧️- For a heavy, emotional secret.
... Hass hasn't gotten to this yet--must still be in class--so I may as well.
I'm not quiet about how I was close to death when Hass pulled me back. As dramatized as it's become, it's entirely true. I almost wouldn't be here if he hadn't come back for me when I was at my darkest, lowest point.
What is left out, however, is how I got there. And honestly, I think I prefer it that way. There is a deeply-rooted shame in that my near-demise was self-started.
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freakshows199 · 2 years
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You can tell Twitter is joined tumblr I’ve been on this app for nearly 10 years and I have never see such bullying and hatred as now. I’ve been told to k*ll myself. I’ve been severely disrespected and hurt and last night I contemplated calling a crisis line or doing worse. Until further notice I won’t be associating with anyone on this app until I feel safe again. I can’t block the people they are on anon I don’t know how to turn anon off so I have to be maliciously harmed but the poor choices of others.
Did I mention it’s because I view trans people as the gender they transitioned to. I was called homophobic for saying the trans women can be lesbians and I have a friend who is.
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cottoncandyringmaster · 6 months
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Cecegoretober 2023 Day Thirteen
Gore Warning: Art below cut
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uncanny-tranny · 10 months
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One of the hardest things to actually accept, in my experience, is that you eventually have to forgive yourself for the harm you did to yourself. A good way to move on from that is just being able to let your past self rest in peace. Don't stomp on their resting spot, they need to be at peace. They deserve to be at peace, and so do you.
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AvM Super Hero AU - Chapter 2 "The Lonely Ones”
Green as a child was born with a condition known as "Spark ". Anomalies are rare, but stick people with this condition were born with superhuman abilities.
Green's was a super sonic voice, He was able to break windows with just his loud scream, many were afraid to approach him for fear of being deaf. He was forced by his abusive father to pretend to be mute so as not to make his father angry. Green also possessed super hearing, from distances he could hear his father cursing horrible names about him.
Green at the age of five was abandoned in an orphanage from which he was bullied for his spark, he could defend himself by screaming but everyone was afraid or didn't like him. He forced himself not to speak and had a hard time learning to speak properly because he was always so quiet, it took him years to control the volume of his voice.
Only one thing made him calm, and that was music. Music was everything to him, he couldn't see himself without it. Sometimes he would sing the songs he liked and his voice would come out melodiously, but when others found him singing they would call him a freak. So even singing he couldn’t do it...
The tone of his voice matched whatever song he sang, and even with the calmest, most relaxing songs, people were still afraid of him... Other than that, he was visibly normal! He can keep himself a “good guy” for a long time, even though he was alone, he didn't have many friends, just other music lovers and his old friend Blue. But he was never told about his Anomaly. He also never saw his father again after he was dropped off at the orphanage.
Now 19 years old, he is at a local university in the city, going to several concerts with a group of musicians looking to help to make the world itself a better place.
He is very proud of his music. He is also quite inspired by the city's local heroes, and doesn't have the best impression of the local police and their incompetence. Among all, Green is very kind and affectionate when he can, and super loyal to those he considers friends.
It was a surprise to him that he'd run into Second Coming that night, and now three weeks after he'd brought them to his apartment, Second was already considered his roommate!
The neighbors already knew them, some thought they ware cute and very kind, others judged Them for not being very mature and acting like a child even though they physically appears to be 18 years old. Green felt great having Second as company, but sometimes it was tiring, they really did acted like a child.
They were curious, creative and full of imagination. Just seeing that footage of the watcher made them become a super hero fan. Green would come home from shopping every time with Second making several super hero designs they invented!
Several unique with uniforms full of personality, and they were a great artist. Even so, Green imagined they were more different... Maybe it's because he was considered a "freak", he could sense that Second might have an spark too...? Maybe it's the years of loneliness from never having met another abnormal like him knocking on the door, but he just... He felt like Second was different... Special...
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Another day, another morning in Stick City. He wakes up yawning, he could already hear the police sirens in the distance, another crime in this poorly protected city.
He checks his phone, A message from Blue appeared, Green checks the message seeing a picture of blue with the heshitag, "The police didn't arrive but a hero did!" It was a selfie of him pointing to a superhero stopping a car of fleeing criminals.
Green rolls his eyes with a smile, Blue was very stubborn, whenever he could he took pictures of superheroes in action, after all he was a fanboy! Green comments "maybe they should learn from him right?" referring to the police.
Yawning he puts his phone aside and gets out of bed passing by Second who was on the bottom mattress, He still needed to buy a decent bed for Second, or someday they'll wake up with back pain.
Green goes to the kitchen to prepare breakfast, he turns on the radio to listen to music, something he liked a lot to do was hum the morning songs even if in a low voice. He would start whistling to the beat of the music and making breakfast to the beat too.
Second wakes up a little sleepy and smells the food, they get out of bed and head to the table, laying their head on the table looking sleepy. "Good morning Sec!" Green said between hissing and dancing to the beat.
"you dance well Green..." Sec says looking at him with a smile.
Green smiles back, "I love these morning tunes!" He says humming the song, it was as if he visualized everything with musical notes around him. Second laugh if getting up a little more excited try to hum the song but just couldn't get the rhythm, Green laugh "no no, it's like that!" He hums the song snippet for Second who imitates him but ends up wrong again, they both laugh.
It's been a while since Green had this much fun with someone else. Green finishes cooking The breakfast , some bacon, toast and orange juice, They both sit down and turn on the TV.
It was a crime scene reportage that Blue had taken a selfie of earlier, he even showed up to give his statement, "that hero came and beat up the bad guys!!I wonder where the police were during all this!" Green laugh and Second laugh too, Blue was quite sarcastic at times, and it made Green laugh.
He had already met Sec and thought he was cool, a little childish but cool. "It's your friend Blue!" Second points out eating their toast.
Green finishes his breakfast and goes to the bathroom to shower. Second starts humming the song Green was listening With a smile they started drawing a picture.
after half an hour taking a shower, Green comes out of the bathroom to change and sees Second drawing, "what are you drawing buddy?" he tilts his head to see the drawing better.
"It's you Green!" Second shows him his drawing, it was a great drawing of him dancing surrounded by musical notes.
Green smiles, "What a beautiful drawing, it captures my image perfectly!" he strikes a cool pose and Sec laughs.
"You're really cool Green!" Green blushes a little embarrassed. It's not the first compliment he's received that Second, each compliment only made him embarrassed and sometimes red in the face.
"hey, i'm going to the market, wanna go? You know, sometimes it gets..." he looks around, He always left them alone, and sometimes they would wait for him to arrive without eating or doing anything. "...lonely, you know?" Sometimes Second went out on ther own and ended up bothering the neighbors. Once they hit the neighbor's forehead to see if she saw them, And they spent the afternoon drinking tea with her.
Second looks at him stopping drawing and gets up smiling, "yes!!" they were really excited, They always wanted to go out with him to see the city since they met.
Green smiles and puts on his coat, "ok, let's go then!" he goes to the closet and gets some clothes for Second to wear, "put these clothes on ok?" Second agrees and takes the clothes.
After a few minutes putting on their clothes, the two leave the apartment passing the neighbors, Sec waves to them who wave back, most of them were kind elderly people who saw them as children. One of the ladies was offering some cookies and Second took it and said it was very good with a smile.
Green smiles seeing the kindness coming from Second. They leave the apartment and Second, who was a little behind, runs to accompany Green and ends up bumping into a neighbor about ther age, "Hey! What the fuck, look where you're going you idiot!!" Second would apologize but the guy interrupts them.
"Ah, You... Hey Green,” He aggressively grabs secondo's arm as Green turns towards him. “can you get your retarded friend out of my way??" He pushes Second to Green.
Sec was a little uneasy, shaking in fear at the rude guy's aggressiveness, Unfortunately, it wasn't the first time that this guy treated Second in a bad way. Since Second was introduced to the neighborhood, he specifically saw Second as a very immature, annoying and, as he prefers to call them, "Retarded"...
And Sec, unbeknownst to Green, had been researching what the word meant, and found that it was an insult to people with intellectual disabilities... Sec was never diagnosed with anything... So they didn't understand why He treated them so badly...
“Jim!" Green covered Sec's ears, "Fuck you!" He swore at the offending neighbor named Jim. He just gave the middle finger and walked away from them. "What an asshole..." He removes his hands from Sec's ears and they continue walking to the car in the parking lot.
"Sec, sorry about that again...” This guy harassed them for a long time, even before Second arrived, the neighbors had complaints about him. “I still have to complain to the manager about this guy!" He says walking next to Sec who was a little nervous and shaking a little still scratching ther hand.
"Hey, he's an idiot! Everyone else likes you! He's an exception! And also, no one else likes him!" Green puts a hand on Sec's shoulder with a gentle smile and Second smiles back.
They arrive at the parking lot where Green's car was, he starts it and enters through the driver's seat, entering second enters the passenger's seat and starts the . he pulls out of the parking lot and starts driving to the market with Second at his sidside
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A criminal in red is thrown against the wall, trying to get up he is pressed against it by someone.
“Where is he..?" Asked the aggressor, the criminal turned his face away but when looking into the individual's eyes he could see flames in the back of the eyes. He closes his eyes tightly trying to keep it to himself.
“If you're so scared that I'll kill you, why don't you just speak up...?" The individual slams the criminal's head against the wall, which makes him grunt in pain.
“I-I already told you!! I don't know where he went!!"He says trying to get away using his feet to no avail. “He just took what he wanted with us and left!!"
The attacker keeps him pressed against the wall and then releases him by throwing him against some boxes.
“At least you know where he went...?" The attacker questions crouching down to the man he was catching his breath from.
In mere seconds the man attacks him with a knife but the attacker grabs his arm and slowly twists it to the side causing the man to scream in pain.
The attacker, with the other hand, grabs the man's face and throws him against several boxes in the shed. Leaving him unconscious. As were the others who were also around the dark-hooded attacker.
He leaves the shed he was in, failing to find what he wanted he closes the door aggressively, staring at his hands becoming fists and letting them loose again.
He continues moving away from that shed that is located on a pier next to a boat port, passing a graphic on some containers with the symbols of red spiders.
He stares at the symbol for a few moments before his eyes light up in a flash from which lasers fire at the container. From which it begins to melt with the burning heat, Opening a hole where the symbol was located.
He looks around and fire appears from his hands. He uses this fire to launch himself from the ground into the skies flying over the harbor taking care that no one sees him.
This was Red Spider Clan territory. Of which he was a local enemy. In other words, not very welcome.
He flies over the harbor until he comes close to an abandoned lighthouse. The fire then disappears from his hands throwing him against the ground on which he lands perfectly.
He cleans dirt from clothes as well as removing the flame-detailed face mask from his face, showing a scar on his lip. He walks to the lighthouse, putting his hand on the doorknob.
“This place will be our hiding place! You liked it?"
He stops for a few seconds, That voice continues to haunt him, he gnaws his teeth remembering the person who said that sentence. He continues opening the door and entering the lighthouse.
He looks around, the room contained some boxes and looked abandoned. He searches the wall for something and finds what looks like a rifle case and opens it, revealing several buttons and some loose cables.
It looks for a specific button and finds a button blocked by a "do not press" note and removes it by pressing the button.
He looks to the side where the stairs were, hearing a noise coming from the direction he was turning to. A passageway opened in the wall, revealing an elevator.
He sighs in relief, this is what he was looking for and for a moment he thought that this passage was lost.
He enters the elevator and presses the button with a down arrow. The doors close and the elevator starts to descend.
“Did you do all this by yourself?"
“Yea! Of course I did! We need a way into our secret aria!"
He remembers that voice again, along with his own voice as well, in a younger and more immature tone. He looks at the ceiling of the elevator from which the light flickered repeatedly and hummed.
The elevator stops and the doors open. There it was, an empty base full of furniture.
A huge TV on the wall, a sofa big enough for seven people, a coffee table with food spoiled with flies and cockroaches. On the other side the was a small kitchen, he opened the freezer to find itself with food left to rot, full of rats and disgusting cockroaches that crawled between his feet when he opened the door.
He stares at the sight in disgust before closing the freezer lane and wiping his hands on his clothes. He heads into the next room, a room full of unplugged monitors.
He swallows dry. He puts his foot into the room feeling the Heart accelerate. He gains the courage to enter the room and go to a part of the monitors.
He looks at the cables, seeing them completely scrambled, and returns to get a better look at the monitors. He touches the dusty keyboard with his fingers, smoothing the keys and looking at his fingertips to see how dusty it was.
He blows the dust off the keyboard, careful not to use his fire breath so he doesn't have to burn anything. He coughs as the dust kicks up and walks over to the keyboard fumbling between the power key.
He finds the button and presses it trying to turn on the monitors. Some turn immediately but others don't. The ones on were just showing static and nothing else.
He gets frustrated Crossing his hand over his head and sitting in the chair next to him. he tries to push all the buttons but he can't turn it on.
“W-what are you doing!?"
“I will change the world! Whether you like it or not!!"
In a roar of fury he raises his fist and punches one of the monitors, breaking it in half in seconds. Panting he slowly removed his hand from the monitor, some scratches and glass were on his hand.
Panting he tries to push those memories to the back of his head, removing the shards of glass from his fist and rubbing his injured hand. He decides to leave the room without looking back.
Leaving the room he looks around trying to remember where the bathroom was which should have a medical kit. He walks around the place stepping on various blueprints from old blueprints, some with spiders on them and others with some kind of blade.
He arrives at the bathroom from which he was similarly abandoned and opens a closet where an old first aid box was there. He opens it to find several medicines, scissors, syringes and bandages.
He takes the bandages and starts to wrap his hand remembering more.
“You shouldn't hurt yourself this much you idiot..."
“You know I like to train hard!"
“You're an idiot."
“Haha, we are two idiots!"
He finishes bandaging his hand still listening to the laughter of the past It was like a mockery, a spirit from the past he would rather forget. He closes his eyes putting the box back in the closet and leaving.
He investigates the place some more and arrives at the last aria of the base. On entering it he seemed to have seen a ghost, a vision of which he then doubted the possibility.
“Dark?” He calls giving more steps forward. "Dark" had his back to him not answering him, in front of some kind of machine in front of him. When he got close enough he looked at the machine, his eyes lifted and when he looked back, Dark was gone...
It was all in his head. Dark wasn't there.
He looks down in frustration, he stares at the machine he appears to have destroyed.
“I really made a mess of it...." He says to himself, laying his hand on the cold, battered surface of the machine. He walks away behind the machine from which he can see a light. An open passageway in the wall from which he follows.
On the other side of the wall was the ocean, from which he could see coming to this place. He covered his face with his hand against the light. Wind whipping his hood hard, the breeze brushing his face.
He feel calm. Very calm. This place brought him good and bad memories.
“That's enough for today..." He closed his eyes, leaving the place the same way he arrived.
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Green and Sec were at the supermarket buying food for themselves. The fridge was getting empty and they need more food. Second was looking at art supplies thinking about buying but at the same time not wanting to spend Green's money. Even if Green didn't mind that much, he would buy it if Second wanted and not spend a lot of money.
After half an hour finishing shopping they finally get ready to leave. On the way to the car, Green stops to ask Second, "Do you want something to eat? There's a diner nearby."
Second nods his head with a smile, they nearly drop their groceries tripping over their own foot and laugh awkwardly. Green laughs too.
Green puts the groceries in the car and the two get in the car to go to the cafeteria. On the way Green turns on the radio to listen to music but they end up listening to live news of yet another recent murder case that was being investigated. The radio host states that there are suspicions of abnormals being responsible for this because of the crime scene, which bothers Green a bit.
They claim that the person responsible for the investigation is Detective Cadmium. A researcher famous for being "anti-abnormal". Green sighs, of course such a bigoted person who hates abnormals would be behind the investigation! Of course, the prime suspects would be abnormals!
Second can feel that Green was a little tense and pokes his on the shoulder getting his friend's attention.
“Green, are you okay..?" They ask a little worried. Green sighs, putting it aside and opening a smile.
“Yes, I am Sec. It's just..." He paused, he wasn't brave enough to reveal his abnormal nature to them. He didn't know how they would react. “I just think it's unfair that they judge abnormals for being... Well, the way they are..." Second seems to understand this looking out the window watching the cars go by.
Green sighs in relief and changes the radio station again, this time starting to play a song he likes. With a more relaxed smile he starts tapping his finger on the steering wheel to the beat of the music.
After a few minutes of driving they arrive at the diner and park the car in the parking lot. Green locks the car after Second leaves and the two enter the establishment to grab a table. They choose a table near a window and the two sit down and start reading the menu.
Green still tapped his finger on the table humming the music on the radio, making sure no one heard him for fear of having his anomaly heard. Second starts trying to make origami out of napkins which makes Green smile a little.
“May I serve you?" A waiter asks them for what they are going to order. Green orders for the two of them and the waiter writes down what they want and retire to another table. While the two wait, they hear the news on the TV attached to the wall of the establishment.
The news talks about an incident involving an abnormal who recently discovered his anomaly. But that unfortunately ended up causing a pushy that killed his family. The police are investigating the case in depth, at the same time that the so abnormal self regretted and blamed himself for what he did.
One of the police officers interviewed claimed that he did not believe that the abnormal had done it on purpose, and that he was responsible for calling the police after the insistent and quickly handed himself over.
Green gets a sick feeling in his stomach listening to all of this.
Second looks at Green who looked uncomfortable with his hands gripping the table tightly. They hear mutterings coming from a table next to them. Second raises his head to try to hear what it was.
“If these abnormals are so dangerous, wouldn't it be better if they were all just wiped out for good??" Said a woman in a blunt and confident tone speaking to others beside her, some agreeing others feeling uncomfortable with it.
Green gets up making a noise. "I-I... I need to go to the bathroom..." He takes his backpack and goes to the men's room looking at the floor and breathing hard. Second looked at the woman at the next table. They felt immense anger...
“Hey!! Will you please shut your MOUTH??" They stand up looking in their direction. Green stops in his tracks looking in the direction of the commotion.
"hun? Are you talking to me kid??" The woman looks at them raising an eyebrow.
“Yea! Who else is talking trash about the Abnormals here??” They leave the table and face theirs. "You might think they don't have a heart, but they're people like everyone else!! You're sick of thinking that just because they're different that they're not like you!!" They point the finger at them.
“Didn't you hear?? This freak literally killed the family! How are you going to defend that??" She smirks.
Second was red in the face, they raise an angry fist but Green grabs ther wrist not allowing them to hit them.
“Sec..." He looks around and Second looks at everyone in the establishment as well. They see that everyone was staring at them. All these judgmental stares surrounding them have them panicking, they start to hyperventilate and Green decides to take them to the bathroom.
Green looked back at the woman waving with a smirk and laughing with her friends. Some were a little uncomfortable and not laughing and one looked like he was packing his things to leave.
Green hearted her by forcing his eyebrows down in an angry expression.
In the bathroom secondo sat in a corner trying to calm down. Green closes the door.
“What was all that about??" Green turns to Second, extending his arms towards them. Secondo flinched with Green's tone of voice. Green stares at them before taking a deep breath. "I... sorry I didn't mean to yell at you..." he looks to the side and approaches Second.
“I... I just didn't like her tone!! The way she said it made me so angry!!" For a second the bathroom lights flicker which startles Second who lifts and hides ther face in Green's chest. Green jumps in shock and tries to calm his friend down.
“Sec... You... You don't have to do this, but... I'm proud..." He blushes a little, he wanted to thank them, but even though he now knows that they care about abnormals, He still didn't have the courage to open up to Second. “You're a very open-minded person, and I like that about you!" Second blushes and wipes away their little tears and cracks a smile.
The two get up and go out of the bathroom in time to hear a discussion at that group's table. It appears that one of the woman's friends was yelling at her.
“I'm tired of you!! You are disrespectful and toxic with your "opinions" about Abnormals!!” He was pointing at her with a furious expression. The others in the group looked surprised and others looked furious with him, the woman was in shock.
“Want to know something?? I have a brother who has an anomaly!! But I knew you would never accept him like you don't accept your Older sister for being an abnormal!!” Everyone was now in shock, "I knew you would start talking shit about my brother after finding out about this...”He was in tears at this point.
“You always do that!! Now I see that I should have spoken instead of that kid!! But even they knew that you only talk shit!!”What appeared to be the woman's boyfriend tried to speak but he fell silent within seconds. “I'm DONE!!! I'M DONE WITH YOU!!! NEVER CONTACT ME AGAIN YOU IGNORANT BITCH!!!"
Green and Second stare at each other, covering their ears from the volume of the man's voice. After all this, the man took his things and left the cafeteria with some friends following him and staring at the woman with disgust and anger. Apparently he wasn't the only one with problems with this woman...
The woman starts crying until she sees Green and Sec, "THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!!! IF YOU JUST SHUT UP MY FRIEND WOULDN'T HAVE THIS MELTDOWN!!!” Green felt his stomach twist. He couldn't believe this woman was so blind as to blame others for her obvious discrimination.
Green went to the counter and asked the attendant to cancel his order, he had lost his appetite. He takes Second's hand and takes their things to leave the diner.
Before leaving Green sees that the woman's boyfriend had thrown a napkin holder in the direction of Second and Green went in front of them to protect them, taking the impact behind the head very hard. One of the friends who stayed jumped at the sight of the act and screamed in horror.
Green fell into Second's arms who was panicking trying to keep him awake. Green was losing consciousness, his head ached. He put his hand where it hurt, feeling something wet on his hand and bringing it closer to his eyes.
He was bleeding.
He felt the couple running out of the diner, and muffled what sounded like someone on the phone. The last thing he saw before he blacked out was Second's face but...
Their eyes were shining brightly.
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Green opens his eyes finding himself with a very strong light. He covers his eyes because of the light and tries to get up but his head hurts so much making him grunt in pain.
“Easy, easy..." Green weakly looks to his side, Blue was there with a worried look. "You have to rest, bro..." He puts his hand on Green's shoulder positioning him back on the bed carefully. Green tries to get up again but his head hurts a lot and he let himself lie down.
“W-what happened...?" he asks trying to process what had just happened. Blue stares at him not knowing what to say, "where is..." He starts to panic, "where is Sec!?"
“Wow! Calm down, they are ok...”Blue tries to calm him down with a smile, but the idea of Second being alone makes him very nervous and scared for them.
“Alone??" Blue denies and takes a deep breath.
“They're with the nurses, they're crying and having a meltdown, one of the doctors said he'll see a psychologist about it...”He says in a serious tone. He paused awkwardly to explain the next part. "They said it could be some kind of mental issue..." Green's eyes widened, "not the bad kind!! They said it looks like a case of public meltdown, when a person starts to feel very stressed when surrounded by lots of strangers. At least that's what I understand..." Blue feels uncomfortable talking about these things. Green was shaking, he wanted to make sure Second was okay.
“P-Please tell them I'm fine! I don't want them to be scared...” He holds his arms with trembling hands, he only thought about Second and how they were doing. “And you can take care of them while I recover..?" Green asks looking at Blue.
Blue could see the pain in his friend's eyes, and it hurt his heart. "Okay, I promise I'll take care of him…" He sighs trying to force a smile. He gets up and leaves the room letting the doctors in to treat Green. Blue follows with his hands in his pockets looking at the floor.
Green was like a brother to him, seeing him like that disturbs him, makes him very worried. Now that's all that's on his mind. He just needs a drink to forget...
Just. one. drink...
No! He needs to see if Second was okay too... Green asked him... Can't he think of something else besides drinking for a minute? Why does he always drink in situations like this? Blue pushes those feelings to the back of his head, heading to the hospital cafeteria where Second was. They were sitting in a chair away from the others, their hands looking shaky as they held a cup of tea with a blanket over their shoulders. Blue could feel the pain in their eyes too. He approaches second and without saying much, or knowing what to say, he sits down next to them at the table, they look at them out of the corner of his eyes, he was worried.
“H-hey... Are you ok Sec..?" He puts his hand close to theirs and they push them away and puts them on ther knee looking down. Sec had tears and a tired look on ther face. “Sec..." He sighs, "how about..." He pauses looking down, wondering if that was a good idea, "how about hanging out at my apartment while Green gets better?" He flashes a friendly smile.
Sec looks at him and the floor, nodding in agreement. Blue pats them on the shoulder, he gets up, "ok, how about we get your stuff and go to my apartment?" He points back with his thumb as Sec starts to rise on shaky legs. "Hey, it's going to be okay Sec..." He put a hand on their shoulder trying to comfort them. Both begin to leave the cafeteria together, Sec listens in holding Blue's arm which makes him a little embarrassed but he didn't care much. As much as Sec felt comfortable he didn't care much.
Both confirmed the departure to the doctor and they go to the nearest bus stop. Blue hasn't been able to drive since he was fined for drunk driving three months ago. He takes his wallet and opens it, they had enough money to go to Green's apartment, they would be a little far. Blue pulls her phone out of her pocket to look at the map and mark the direction to Green's apartment, to make sure he doesn't miss the stop.
While he, sec and other pedestrians waited for the next bus, they took their seats in the waiting seats. Sec was facing the floor with a backpack in hand with the things they and Green had bought that day. Sec stared at the backpack with a guilty look, ther eyes almost blurry, they was very tired. They were alarmed by the sound of water falling heavily on the ward above them, "Shit, I forgot it was going to rain!" Blue comments as he gets up and grabs his hood and puts it around Sec’s. They begin to cover the backpack with the hood while facing the rain falling on the stop's roof causing a strong hiss.
They begin to hear an uncomfortable noise in their ears which bothers them a lot, every drop that falls loudly alarms them. They huddled together with the sound of rain combined with the noise of cars, covering their ears in discomfort. The bus arrives and Blue draws the attention of Second who returns to pay attention to his surroundings and gets up quickly letting something fall to the ground by accident. Second bends down picking up what had fallen, it was a small brown notebook with a music note keychain.
“Sec, come on!" Blue calls for Second who looks at them and puts the notebook in his hood pocket while closing his backpack and covering it with his body and hood, getting on the bus right after Blue. “Did you get everything?" Second opens the backpack to see if everything was there and nods uncertain. Blue shrugs her shoulders and pays to get on the bus and the two take a seat at the end of the bus, which at this hour is practically empty.
The two Si sit next to each other but Second was facing the floor while Blue Si was leaning against the window. "You Know..." Blue begins, "I don't think I can take you to my apartment.." He opens an ironic smile, he didn't want Sec to see his "house", after all, it was a mess that no one would want to live in, but it was cheap and close to college. “We're spending the night at Green's, I'll try to call the doc to let Green know." Second looks at him and starts digging through ther backpack for the keys but Blue laughs softly, "Don't worry, Green already gave me a spare key." He says putting his hand in the pocket of his hood and they pull out a keychain with two keys, a blue one that belonged to his apartment and a green one that was from to Green's.
Second smiles for a few seconds before going back to a wistful expression. Blue loses her smile and looks away, wondering if this was all a good idea. He takes his cell phone out of his pocket and pulls out a card from the doctor to read his number. Second goes to the window on the other side looking at the raindrops going down the glass of the trough in a delicate and slow way. Sec begins to trace the paths of the drops with ther fingers to destroy himself, Blue looked at him feeling sorry for them.
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The rain gets harder and harder, between the buildings stands the watchman, watching the surrounding city while not paying attention to his back, which he is caught off guard by black claws. But before being attacked he quickly dodges and grabs the individual and pulls him and throws him against the ground with force almost opening a hole. “I told you to leave me alone..." He says staring at a female individual, a dark purple stickperson with a heroine uniform, a tiara with horns and gradient gloves that showed on her skin that went from her shoulders to her hands, of which were pointed and sharp claws.
“I never said I would listen to you." The guard releases her letting her get up and wipe the dust off her shoulders, "you've been very quiet lately, you don't answer my calls and even less my messages.” It shows a black bracelet with purple details with a screen that showed several ignored calls and unread messages.
“I lost my phone." He says looking back at the city, "I don't even like social media." She sighs and sits down beside him swinging her legs in the air beneath her. “What do you want so much with me?" He questions, looking at her with a glance.
“I just want you to join the group I want to form..." She cracks a smile leaning back with trembling hands, "A group of real heroes!" He looks at her and laughs quietly.
“I already told you I'm not a hero...." He clenches his fists staring down at the pedestrians, "I'm not like any of them..." He looks to the side withdrawing. The woman sighs and gets up
“I know you're looking for him, but his powers can be put to good use!" She says in a serious tone, "I know our experiences with this hero thing aren't the best..." She pauses, “But I want to do what's right..." She says, listening to the sounds of an alarm on the other side of town, which she looks in the direction she came from and can see bright lights.
Local heroes have already been called.
She glares coldly in the direction of the sound, "something they don't seem to understand..." She turns on the device on her arm calling someone on the other side, "Smoke, can you fill me in on what's going on?" She asks as the person on the other end sends her a live video of what was going on at the location in question.
“Location is the central park, better if you want to look better than the local heroes, beware of the police."Says a calm, male voice on the other end of the call. The woman looks at the watchman who was still there.
“You can pretend all you want...." She goes to the end of the building with her back, "but you care about these people's lives more than those heroes." The watchman looks towards her quickly finding himself alone, until he hears flapping noises, which he already knew what they were. “Don't lie to yourself..." Said the woman of which it contained black dragon wings with purple details, which flapped allowing it to fly, Parts of his face were also covered in black scales. “Chosen." And so she starts flying towards the central park. Leaving Chosen, the watchman, behind.
Chosen snorts, he looks back down at the people he promised to protect a long time ago. “I know you're out there somewhere..." He takes a deep breath before he steps away from the edge to get ready to turn on the fire in his hands to start flying and away from the building he was standing on.
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Blue unlocks the door to Green's apartment letting Second walk in soaking wet, the rain has only gotten worse. He locks the door and sits on the couch sighing with exhaustion.
“Can you take a shower first and change your clothes, okay? I'll see about it later..." He says in a weary tone as Second nods and places his backpack and hood on the kitchen counter. They grab some clothes that Green had bought for them and head to the bathroom to shower.
Blue was kept in the living room and turned on the tv, getting up to go to the fridge to see if he had something to drink. He was disappointed to see that they only had juice, milk and soda, Green didn't drink much alcohol, especially when Blue visited. He sighs loudly and grabs a can of soda, it's better than nothing.
He returns to the couch in time to hear the latest news, an incident at the central park where a group of rebellious Abnormals were causing trouble and vandalizing the park with their powers. The local super heroes arrived, among them the one who spoke the most was the leader, Freedom Bringer, Leader of stick city super hero agency. He controlled his hood in addition to the things around him which did a good job of taking care of the rebellious teens. He had help from other heroes like Skiper, a super hero with super speed and Phoenix, a hero with fire powers who also became a firebird. The heroes managed to keep the delinquents under control but during the confrontation another super heroine appeared, but it wasn't a legal heroine, she was a known illegal hero, Draconix.
“What's going on?" Second was drying himself off with a towel and nightwear as they walked across the room watching the report with Blue. The report shows Draconix being able to stop the vandals with her brute strength and ability to spit a purple flame. Second was very excited about this, they didn't know Draconix.
“She's amazing, the only problem is, she's an illegal hero..." Second looks at him confused and Blue sighs giving Second himself space to sit down. "Well, to be a legalized hero like these three," he points to the tv with the three heroes on the screen, "you have to be part of the superhero agency, Not only do you have to be an Abnormal, but you also have to have controlled power and have attended the agency's superhero training academy." He pulls out the phone and shows an article he found about the agency, "All the best superheroes in the whole city were created there!" Second looks at him in surprise, "yes, many heroes are raised in the agency since they were little, many Abnormals grow up or are born there."
He sounded very enthusiastic about the subject and enjoyed entertaining Second as well. Blue smiles and continues, “The agency also doubles as a high-security prison for Abnormal criminals like these delinquents." The two turn their attention to the TV, the three Abnormal vandals had been apprehended and Draconix was responsible for stopping them with some help from the other heroes, who were frustrated that she helped them.
“But if you never finished the academy, you are not accepted as a hero and if you try to be one, you are considered an illegal hero." Second in the excitement started to draw Draconix from the images he had already seen and seemed to be having fun.
“What's your take on today's encounter with Draconix?" Blue returns his attention to the TV, watching an interview with the Freedom Bringer. “I believe she means well." he replies, "she's definitely not a good person, she just follows her own life choices in a different way than ours." He says patiently as he signals to his partners, They were on their way out, "we need to go at the moment, take these delinquents to the agency to take care of them." He says trapping the delinquents with his live scarf.
Blue was smiling, he always dreamed of being like the Freedom Bringer and the other heroes, but he was just a weak and pathetic civilian. He wanted to help people, do good and beat up bad guys. But nothing changed, he could pay to become a regular assistant, or even to have a Spark implant and gain a power. But nothing would change the fact that he was just Blue, a pathetic, alcoholic college kid.
He looked at Second who was almost asleep while drawing on the table. “You should sleep, it's quite late at the moment." Sec looks at him with heavy eyes and sighs followed by a yawn. Without complaining, Second gets up and puts away the drawings they made next to their things and goes to their bed to sleep a little, they play on the mattress already very tired and sleepy that they couldn't even move.
Blue laughs and grabs a blanket and wraps them up and lets them sleep, laying down on Green's bed with a little discomfort. He covers himself and looks to the side looking at pictures of him and Green when they both got into college, and then looks at some pictures of Green with his band that they go to concerts with every month.
The smile faded, the fact that Green had friends and Blue didn't make him upset and insecure. He felt his hand shake and he grabbed it, smoothing it until it stopped shaking, his breathing was hard but he kept calm. He got up and went to the window, he takes something out of his pocket, cigarettes. He takes a lighter and starts smoking outside the window so as not to disturb Second. He knew Green hated it, but he had no other way of keeping himself calm, or that was it, or back to hurting himself. Blue hated all of that, he just wanted to stop being a burden on his friend.
As he was to his father.
He starts to hear a cry, he looks back. Second was fussing on their bed, crying softly and muttering, Blue is worried, stubs out and throws away his cigarette and puts his lighter away and walks to sit next to Second. “Sec..?" He asks sitting next to Second and touching their shoulder, which wakes them up making them move away from Blue scared.
“Hey... Did you have a nightmare...?" He asks, Second doesn't answer they just approaches Blue and lays ther head on his chest. Blue didn't know how to react he was a bit nervous about it and he didn't know what to do in this kind of situation.
“I don't want to be alone...." Second whispered in sobs and cries. Blue knew what it was like to feel alone, so he didn't push Second away and just allowed them to sleep on his chest while he leaned against the couch, Putting a pillow behind his head so to not get uncomfortable. He looked out the window as Second held his hand, making him smile a little with their company. Maybe Blue wasn't alone after all.
[To be continued...]
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Every time there’s a new Deltarune chapter there’s a new wave of ‘next chapter we’ll be controlling someone other than Kris!’ or ‘we’ll fight Kris in the Vessel as the final boss!’ theories, but. 
It’s been noticed that Kris doesn’t look very... well... when the Soul is outside their body. Their movements are noticeably strained and jerky. And they always seem to make a point of putting the Soul back into their body when they’re done doing whatever they’re doing. Even if we’ve done things they seem to clearly dislike, such as Snowgrave. It’s also been pointed out that, despite seeming shaken and horrified by Snowgrave, Kris makes no attempt to seriously resist us or remove the soul. 
I’ve considered this before. Wondered if Kris is only capable of removing the Soul at night for some reason, and physically cannot do so during the day or in the Dark Worlds. Or if they believe their friends like the Soul more than they like Kris themself, and feel permanently removing or resisting the Soul would result in their life becoming worse. I think think those options are plausible and worth keeping in mind for future chapters. But I’m also wondering just... does Kris need the soul to stay alive? 
(rest of theory under cut, addresses themes of suicide and self-harm)
If any character was going to be revealed to have been killed in the past as a plot twist, I feel that Kris is actually the most likely contender, far more than Asriel or Dess. (Suffice to say, evidence points towards Dess being missing, there’d be WAY more gossip and drama if golden child Asriel were dead all along, and the Birdcage and Bunker indicate that Kris may have been missing their soul for a very long time. Furthermore, Susie calling Kris a zombie could be some subtle foreshadowing for later on. Not that I think Susie knows, but still.) 
So, if Kris is already dead, and they do decide for some reason to fight us to get us to stop possessing them once and for all... that’d be a race against time, right? If they are dead, if the reason they keep putting the Soul back in their body and don’t seriously rebel even in Snowgrave is because their soul is necessary to stay alive... Kris fighting us like that and winning, or Kris running off without us while we possess Susie or a Darkner or whatever, isn’t a matter of ‘Kris skips off merrily to do their own thing, for good or for ill’. It’s a matter of Kris is slowly dying and is completely fine with this. 
Suffice to say. If we were forced to possess someone else and try to ‘confront’ Kris. Rather than it being them bravely defying the big bad player or use trying to stop the eeeeevil Roaring Knight, I’m concerned that it would be because Kris has come to terms with neither them nor us remaining in the world any longer. 
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terrainofheartfelt · 7 months
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21 for any ship that it fits ❤️
I'll be real, I was stumped on who to write until today and it just CAME to me :)
warning: references to past self-harm / suicide attempt
Eric/Jonathan + 21 …on a place of insecurity.
“Nervous?” Jonathan’s voice hits his ear a split second before Eric sees him approach through the mirror. 
“Um –” Eric glances down catching himself scratching at the scars on his left wrist, like they were erasable. He does that sometimes. Which Jonathan knows, because he knows him. Even the graceless, twisted, darkened parts of him. Knows and loves anyway.
“A little,” he admits, turning away from the full length closet mirror to face Jonathan. “You know how it is. Whenever my mom and all my siblings get in one room there’s a thirty-five percent chance of bloodshed.” 
“I seriously regret ever doing that math for you,” Jonathan mutters, taking Eric’s left wrist in his hands, doing up the cuff Eric got too lost in thought to finish. 
“Because you know it’s true.” 
Purely by Eric’s ability to get along with everyone, he often finds himself in the middle of one family feud or another. It used to just be Mom and Serena, but as their family’s expanded, so has the potential for beefs. Jenny and Serena, Dan and Serena.  Lily and Jenny, Rufus and Dan (and vice versa). Hell, when Blair married into the family that upped the quotient even more. Eric should know. His fiance has a PhD from MIT. 
“Hey,” Jonathan says softly, still holding his hand. “This is our engagement party, and if any of your sisters try to cause trouble, I will pull a full groomzilla and remind them that this is our night.”
Eric’s mouth curls up into a smile. He can’t help it these days. He’s so happy. Happy in a way he used to believe he never could be. “Thank you.”
Jonathan presses a kiss to his wrist, right over the spot Eric was scratching at minutes ago. “You’re welcome.”
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Here’s just. A whole mess of drawings I did while I was still listening to season 1 of Dungeons and Daddies! It’s funny that I ended keeping none of these kiddad designs besides Grant in the long run, I drew the Oak twins with such short hair originally… now I refuse to draw them with hair shorter than their armpits LOL
There’s a fun lil Grant/Nick versus Lark/Nick comic because I knew people shipped Nark but didn’t know why. I still don’t know why, honestly, but I like them anyways, they’re my funny little guys. Also I forgot that I kept drawing Normal during S1 just because I’d hear about him online and go !!! (<- this is still true about me, I love Norm so much)
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grcycosmcs · 5 months
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@mischiefxmuses said : ♫ + 36 (Sanji x Buggy)
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of course buggy would get stuck in here with this guy. he's not sure what he's done to offend the stranger , but it's more than obvious that he's not well-liked. honestly though , he's not in the mood for the hostility. " look , i don't know why you hate me , but really , it's time to move on , " he says. it's obvious that he's just trying to get rid of the tension until the storm calms enough to leave. " whatever i did , just ... i don't know , blame it on my mental state. or whatever , just get over it , honestly. "
SONG NO.36
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queer-ghosts · 3 months
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i feel like the only way to release my creativity is to stab me right in the heart and bleed on the canvas
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barcodeboyz · 4 months
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Vent post
I just want to relapse. I haven’t since before the hospital, but god it hurts so bad on the inside. I would rather it hurt on the outside. I want to watch my blood leave my body, playing follow the leader with the blade as I take it to my skin. They said in the hospital that relapsing will happen and that it’s okay to have to dust yourself off to try again, but the slope is so slippery. I just want to be well again
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neverendingparable · 1 year
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🔪 — @parables-for-days​ — continued from here!
"Fuck fuck fuck that hurrts," Bradley complains because he figures that's what Cyrus expects from him. It does hurt, badly. But it's not the worst he's ever felt and really, usually he'd just restart himself to take care of the wound. Which he can't do now that the other Narrator is here.
Oh hey Cyrus! Don't worry about this mysterious wound, I'm just going to fling myself off the cargo lift and I'll be as good as new!
It makes sense to Bradley. Why bother healing when you have restarts, which are quick and often painless, to return you to the state you were before you got hurt? But years of experience has taught him that most people don't support casual suicide.
He takes a deep breath and then uncurls slowly to let Cyrus see the damage. There's a lot of blood, soaking into his sweater and jeans and still dripping down onto the carpet. Hiking up his sweater with a hiss will show them the deep, nasty hole on his side. He hadn't hit any vital organs, which means he wouldn't die in a couple minutes either.
Fortunately he thought to put on his glamour today, so aside from the gaping wound, Cyrus would just see smooth, unmarred skin. If his glamour wasn't one, he might've seen the other scars. From all the other times Bradley has done similar things.
But he isn't planning on standing there and lying to Cyrus. Cyrus would be concerned about the supposed target on Bradley's back if he believes people are randomly coming up and stabbing him. Plus any sympathy would just make him feel really guilty.
The younger Narrator sighs, his expression turning sheepish.
"I uh...well. I sort of...wanted to see what would happen if I..." He mumbles, not looking at the other's face. ".....if I'd stab myself with that thing. The internet said it was banned by the Geneva convention! So I thought it would be interesting to try out."
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laranomyprisma · 2 years
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Henry are you gonna be ok
TW: PTSD, Depression and Implication of Self-Harm.
Henry was awake during the night...the others were still asleep.
he was in the kitchen drinking water...he was touching his throat... he was pressing his fingers, flinching with every touch...
he was holding back the tears looking at the water in his hands... his hands were shaking...he tried to drink the water but a shock of memory made him let the glass fall to the floor breaking into several pieces of glass...
he starts to hyperventilate... he touches his face below his eye... he looks at his reflection...
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Henry saw his father's reflection....
He covered his head with his arms, whimpering several no's in a broken voice, choking on tears...
He looks to the side, he could see a knife... The blade seemed to mesmerize Henry... He slowly lifts his trembling arm and brings it closer to the utensil.... His bandages were coming off...
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He stops...
Why? Why he hurts himself so much..... This is Ellie's apartment... He didn't want to get blood on it...
He backs away from the knife, still covering his head with his arms...
He notices the loose bandages... He starts to take them off aggressively, throwing them to the floor. They were completely stained with dried blood, he was hyperventilating, choking even more with the cries and sobs, coughing a little...
He kept himself in his corner trying to ignore this pain he had in his soul...
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uncanny-tranny · 10 months
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Like obviously the whole "they're just doing [x] for attention!" is completely asinine because humans are social creatures who need attention to some capacity, but also... in your narrative, does everybody do things specifically for your attention? When somebody does something drastic or shocking, is it not because they're desperate for help but just because they crave your attention specifically? Does the sun rise and set at your command as well?
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i-like-eyes · 2 years
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Inevitable
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