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     “get off of me or i will BREAK your face!”

     someone does not like having his ear drums busted. but who does? ( that’s probably a kink thing. ) Howard releases the mask && then reaches both arms over his shoulder, grabbing Miku by anything that stays firm between his fingers. he doubles over, trying to sling the other off of him with the momentum && then by bucking similar to how a horse would.

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                 The scream echoing out of their chest quickly devolves into a large fit of laughter, ESPECIALLY when the inspector grabs onto their mask. Their grip on the poor inspector only gets STRONGER as they refuse to get off. ❛ LLLLLIIIIINK, S TOOPP. ❜

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self-care is cutting off everyone who has ever cared about you because you know they’re better off without you and you don’t want to take responsibility for how you will inevitably hurt them

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threads + plots i would love to try some day:

someone getting into howard’s head & figuring out a lot of his real mentalities & his reasons for doing things the way he does

howard either crucially needing to go into detail about his past or someone forcing it out of him in, for example, an emotionally stressful situation

plots that focus on him being trans!! ( like him coming out to someone or talking to someone about it )

something else but i forgot what it was

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potentially triggering content beneath !

in any verse, Howard has struggled with intense hatred of himself & having issues that push him to the point that he feels as though he has no options other than venting + relieving stress by inflicting some type of harm upon himself. it started as simply scratching his arms & legs, concealing it with the proper clothes, & then it moved onto stress “”itching”. he claimed his skin was just irritated.

& then he took knives to his skin, & he had to start making sure he wore something to hide it every time it was even somewhat visible. it becomes a regular occurrence in his late teens to mid twenties.

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Climbs onto Link's back, sc reams.

     there is not even a second’s hesitation between Miku’s scream ringing out && Howard making an attempt at bucking them off as a show horse would. when the other’s grip only tightens, something akin to panic latches onto him as well; one hand covers his ear && the other reaches up && over to try grabbing hair, face—ANYTHING to fight back.

     “get OFF!”

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i miss home when it’s a good home & i miss being able to talk to you all at any given moment, but camp is almost over & i’m kind of sad. i know all things come to an end but it feels like the summer went by too fast or that i took time for granted & just ble hhhhh

it’s going to be over before i even realize it

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@heartwielded

          “Cecil, i have a few questions pertaining to your PERSONNEL FILE. there are some discrepancies. i need to address them with you so we can have EVERYTHING DOWN.”

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@heartwielded  //  starter  for  cecil .

          oh boy. Cecil’s reports are late once more, && on top o that, the ones he DOES turn in are written a bit....... well, TERRIBLY. it is now Howard’s job to tutor the Exorcist to do BOTH things better. the problem here is the initial approach.

          “he hates me, but this can work,” the inspector mumbles to himself as he stands at Cecil’s door. “this can work, this can work....”

          he knocks on the door && then he waits.

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hhhhey guys! i set up a gofundme! please please plEASE help us!

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nowadays it feels as if every love song is about you

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creativiisms:

For a brief moment he watches, taking in the pale fur the person has like his mama. It’s flat, not wiggly, and his eyes don’t seem as bright, either. But he’s lowered himself to get a better look at him, and Umbra can’t sense anything wrong or dangerous about him.

Then the puppy remembers what he himself wants (besides the safety of his mama), and wiggles in preparation. He pushes off his front paws and perches on the man’s knees, ears aimed forward and stubby tail wagging furiously.

Play! Play!

          the way Umbra pounces startles Howard, but he keeps his balance && doesn’t make any immediate attempts to usher the puppy off of him. instead, he briefly glances around, making sure no one is nearby to see him, && then proceeds to softly pet the animal’s head.

          “it can’t hurt to wait with you,” the CROW says to himself softly, allowing the smallest of smiles. he speaks specifically to the dog now, a hint of playfulness in his voice already, “and what do you want to do while we wait, baby?”

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          Howard scoffs at the question. “are you referring to people who are not from the country they live in, or the fever dream that would be the monsters from beyond the stars?” 

          ❛  hey,   inspector,   do you believe in  a l i e n s ?  ❜

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musesofthesky:

     “already on it,”  esen chirps in his rather light way, waving at howard for a brief moment.  truthfully, esen wanted TO IMPRESS HOWARD, so he’d maybe be noticed ( in a childish way of wanting to impress a CRUSH. )  “what’s the next step?”

          a glance is cast back to the other && Howard nods his head. “yes, very good,” he praises Esen, “you can come right along behind me with the mop after i sweep, and then we can move onto re-painting the cabinets inside the kitchen. does that sound good?”

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busecjin:

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            They’re silent as they knock before opening the door, the smell of roses, peppermint, and some kind of cookie drift into the room. Blue eyes look to Howard. Miku’s already in their pajamas, a long nightgown and it’s matching robe.              ❝ I didn’t see you eat earlier.. ❞

         Howard is startled just a bit by the knock && the following entrance, looking over to find Miku there. he blinks, reaching a hand up quickly to rub at his eyes to make sure he is not imagining or seeing things.

         “you—you what?” the inspector asks, staring at them now with a bit of a confused expression. “i... i just was not hungry. it’s quite... alright....” his gaze proceeds to drift lower to the plate bearing the source of that lovely smell, watching it rather than Miku now.

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          he stayed up late again. he didn’t eat again. he feels sick again. a sigh leaves his parted lips as he acknowledges all of his continuous mistakes && he moves a finger to his temple, massaging it softly as the headache sets in.

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@musesofthesky  //  starter  for  esen .

          it was a BIT OF A RISK to wear only a tank top over his binder, but the excuse of an injury on his chest has yet to fail thus far, && Esen will be the ONLY ONE present. it can’t be THAT bad, right?

          “are you mopping yet?” he asks, pausing in sweeping to run his arm across his SWEATY BROW. gross.

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hey guys, i’m having a little bit of a hard time writing the starters i have, so i would like to do this one as a small starter call !  i want to do things, but i’m a bit tired lately & it’s a bit of a struggle to do Big things today

capping at probably 5 - 7 !!!!