#/ eye contat

[exidol]

ya'll didn't see that warren was on the new years eve special yesterday ?

[fluff-n-cookies]

You may call me crow anon

Idk how any of this worls as i recently joined tumblr

But can i pls ask for platonic dabi who comes looking for sister reader after she moved out years ago from the todorkoi house and only keeps contat with fyumi, natsuo and occasionally rei?

Idl man

HI I don't know Either but WELCOME TO TUMBLR, I hope you enjoy your stay. I will add you to my anon list on my rules for requests page and. I hope to hear from you again, and fun fact you are my first EVER anon so thank you, It's my pleasure.

ANNNNDD for the sake of the story the reader has pink hair.

warnings Dabi tries to commit suicide. and some swearing.

RUN. do nothing but RUN.

RUN to find her. RUN to safety. RUN AWAY from the police.

Dabi's Inner monologue rang loud, louder than any other, louder than the sound of the police and the hero's trying to catch him. so, damn, loud.

Panting, the young 15 year old Dabi, who somehow managed to dye his hair and steal food for 2 years of his life, turned a swift corner into the alley way before jumping up to climb the fire shoot, it was now when it occurred to him.

(y/n) would not be happy to see the man you have become.

he froze for a second, scared, he did his best, he tried so hard to be a hero, a hero for his older sister, for she who believed in him when none else would, but it wasn't until the scorching pain of blood polling at his eye bags that he started to move again.

oh how he admired her, and her dreams of becoming rich, dreams of being someone other than their father daughter.

too bad they were broken down and beaten everyday.

too bad that Touya had to sit there and watch his darling sister, his one and only light, be dimmed and overshadowed.

it was worse he couldn't do anything.

it was worse he just could watch.

it was painful. even more so when at 16 she told him she'll be back soon, hugged their mom good bye, handed him a sheet of paper with the Words "We'll meet again" written in shabby hand writing, took the car and never cam back again, it wasn't for 4 hours at Touya realized something was wrong, it took Rei 1 day to notice something was wrong, it took 6 days for endeavor to notice, and 3 months before he actually started to care... that his car was gone. Fuyumi asked where "big sister" went, Enji never told her, and every time she would ask Rei, Rei would just burst into tears, eventually, Fuyumi stopped asking, Natsuo thought she was still at school, and Shoto simply forgot she existed. that year was the same year he faked his death, that was the year Touya Todoroki died, the day Dabi was born.

eventually he grew tired, the police had lost him, so had the heroes so why run when you're not being chased?

Dabi came to a stop, looking around before lighting a cigarette he stole from a convenience store sighing out the smoke, the hot smoke a huge contrast to the cool summer breeze, like you her kindness was a huge contrast to the rest of the family.

no one really acted right in the Todoroki household, their they were cold and brash, or had mental issues, most had daddy issues, and all should really go to therapy, she on the other hand was softer, kinder, a soul who needed helping but put the needs of other before herself. soft words, soft pink hair (a mix of white and red, odd since no-one else had pink hair.) and the most welcoming smile you ever saw.

she was always like that,

always such an angel.

Dabi leaned on the railing of the short building, smoking, reminiscing on memories of the past.

leaning too hard, and falling.

at this point it was intentional, how one to endure such horrors, who is the deity was cruel enough to taunt him by giving him the soul he adored the most and then ripping it right out of his hands?

it was a short fall, just as it was a short building, but he didn't land on concrete instead he landed on the dumpster.

greeted by the smell of dog shit, and the feel of soggy cardboard and black plastic garbage bags.

"the hell?" he whispered a sort of surprise that came to him as he realized this was not hell, but a smaller, stinkier, hell.

he was even more surprised when he realized he was not alone.

"oh dear! sir are you alright?!" a gentle voice yelled out, she was wearing a soft (favorite color) dress, and had the kindest eyes, that was the only way to describe her.

she helped him out of the dumpster, not even looking at his face.

just like (y/n) would

"hey, stay with me, we'll go to my apartment, just hold on tight."

she didn't even mind the smell of smoke on his T-shirt.

all he remembers after that is fighting, fight to stay awake, fight to thank the angel that is his savior.

then he remembers sinking into the soft cushions of a warm red or orange couch.

like fall, her favorite season. (sorry if you don't like fall)

then the angel came back, now is when she noticed the purple scorches, the piercing blue eyes, and the little white segments near the roots.

he was sure she was going to scream, he was sure she was going to run and flee, and call the police, but instead she carried on, gave him an ice pack, checked his temperature, check for any major wounds gave him some water.

nervously, she asked "I'm sorry to be asking this but are you by any chance a endeavor hater."

Dabi chuckled fighting back the blood from reaching his eyes this was her alright.

"(y/n), big sis," blood threatened to trickle down what was left of his cheeks.

poor girl, choked out a sob, scared to even embrace him scared he'll drift away like she drifted away from him, salty tears prickled the edges of her eyes.

"To-Touya," she gulped "I-"

she pulled him right toward her, holding him tight, just like she would when they were younger and Dabi had a nightmare and was scared, except now, Dabi was truly scared, sacred of both himself and the future, scared you would poof into vapor his arms if he hugged you too tight.

"I"M SORRY" she yelled out, letting her own tears fall.

that night was spent in a shabby apartment, that night was spent together, that bight Dabi promised himself.

I'm never letting you go, ever.

I TRIED MY BEST BUT IT WAS SHITTY ANYWAYS BYYEEEE

[bridellashiper]

II ☨𝐄𝐥𝐢𝐣𝐚𝐡 𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓 ☨ II Burn into flames angst

oneshot! Elijah Mikaelson x Hayley Marshall! Reader x Elijah onesided love! closed/Jealous(?) off reader!

Summary; Y/N isn't good with feelings and can't come to terms with the fact that Elijah cannot love her the way she craves. Elijah is just a big softie for his dearest friend, trying to provide her with comfort but ends up doing the opposite :'(

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Why was Elijah so hell bound to protect Halyley? why did he always put himself in harms way for a woman carrying another man's baby— his brother's baby, so why, just why was he so hell bent on protecting her?

You knew why, he had fallen for her, fallen for a woman he had only known for a few months. Honestly you just could understand why, out of all people to fall for, why her?

You just couldn't wrap your head around it, you had been with the originals for as long as they had been around, yet you just couldn't wrap your head around it,

Maybe it was the jealousy speaking, maybe it was because you were in a state of disbelief but whatever it was it had a grip on you, most of the time you spaced out, staring at the walls as if it were the most interesting in your years of being alive.

And sometimes it was Kol snapping you back to reality, and sometimes, just sometimes, you wished it was Elijah pulling you back to reality and not his brothers. It was a selfish and stupid thought on your part, you buried it deep down, despite the little hope that sparked every time you looked to see who had driven you back to reality.

you needed to get a grip of yourself, you were Y/N Y/L/N, the closed off woman whom stood loyal at his side, you were his friend, his companion, his closet friend. he would never look at you the way he does with Halyley,

You had come to that reality a long time ago when you first saw Elijah with a woman that was not you, smiling affectionately at another woman in a way he hadn't with you, so you buried how you felt for his sake. Praying he wouldn't gain on you.

Then it happened, you were again, seemed a little too preoccupied staring intently at the wall, lost deep on thought, Elijah had just finished helping Halyley settle down hope when he had found you in this state, it was a state he was far too familiar with.

The kind where you don't know if your drunk or just stuck in an endless loop of despair.

His heart ached at the sight, he hated seeing you like this, lost in a space of void, seemingly deep in your mind. With a sigh he stacked closer, gently settling his glass down as to not startle you.

He watched you for a moment, taking in your state of thought, the glass cup that was barely hanging by a thred in your fingertips, the way you would sigh, clench and unclench your jaw every now and than. He saw the ragging battle that sate within you.

That ragging storm that he too, was once familiar with, he wanted to help, to support you in any way, but he couldn't not if he didn't know the root of the problem.

After a few minutes of silent watching and thinking the sound of glass slipping and falling against the ground, snapped both of you out of your trace. When your gaze flickered towards his, your heart sank.

What was he doing here? why was he here? how long had he been here? numerous thoughts ran through your head as you stared him blank face, never once blinking or breaking eye contat.

''Are you okay?''

''What?''

''Y/n, I asked if you were okay, are you okay?''

''Yes, I'm fine, old friend. Why wouldn't I be?'' Your reply came out almost forced, like you had intended to say something else but blurred out the first thing that came to mind as you stood up and brushed yourself off of any glass that may had fallen on you.

Elijah frowned his brows, picking up on it almost immediately, and you cured under your breath for not being able to convince him you were fine.

''No, you are not, tell what is bothering you. I'm sure I can help with it.'' Elijah pressed feather, trying to get you to fess up and confind in him like he had done with you many times before.

''Lijah, I told you I'm fine,'' You sighed as you began to pick up the shattered pieces of glass and dispose of them in the bin.

''No, you are not.''

''Yes, I am, 'Lijah,'' You argued back, biting back ever word you wanted to say to him.

''You are being dishonest,'

''Elijah, what are you imply—''

''You are lying to me, I can see it, your tone of voice, the slight tremble in your ever step, and the ragging battle that you are fighting within yourself.''

Your stood stunned, glass shards in your hands as your heart sank into your stomach where you that readable that Elijah was able to see the ragging storm inside you? you had prided yourself on keeping yourself in check. Much like Elijah, but it seems as though you had failed.

''What did you just say?''

''I said I know you're lying to me—''

''Don't.'' You whispered, unable to voice or even come close to expressing how you felt in that moment.

''What?''

''Don't, 'Lijah, just— don't...please''

Now he was really concerned about you, of all his years of knowing you, he had never not once heard you plead like this. Like someone had hurt you, like you were wounded.

''Y/n, please. Tell what bothers you this much, clearly it is something or rather...someone—'' Before he could even finish you had vanished out of his sight. He sighed deeply, running and ran through his hair, feeling an overwhelming guilt for not being able to help you, without realising he was the cause of the problem. He just wanted to help his close friend whom he'd spent years with.

[wonderookie]

OPEN YOUR EYES - inscrições abertas

Olá a todos os rookies que estão aqui. Hoje, o Wonderookie, vem abrir oficialmente as inscrições para escritores, betas e capistas. Não perca essa chance de se aventurar em nosso mundinho vermelho e aveludado.

Vamos te deixar algumas informações para que você se localize antes de ir ao formulário:

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☆ O Wonder é sobre a coexistência de seres, um espaço paralelo entre o plano terrestre e a matriz, um local jamais habitado ou desfrutado.

☆ Não se preocupe com prazos, seremos flexíveis com todos para um bom funcionamento do projeto de forma harmônica e positiva. 

☆ Quando você abrir o formulário encontrará mais informações sobre requisitos da sua inscrição, caso haja dúvidas nos contate!

☆ Detalhe importante: Deve estar seguindo nossos perfis aqui do Tumblr (onde postamos icons, headers e avisos) e no Spirit (onde são publicadas as histórias e ocorre a movimentação do projeto).

☆ As inscrições não tem prazo para fechamento, estaremos abertos por tempo indefinido, no entanto, havendo uma boa proporção de inscrições já vamos estar convocando.

VEJA TAMBÉM:

[tommy-thomas]

@lemowolf SPRRY I HAD FORGOT TO POST WHEN YOU TAGGED ME

SO MUCH HAPPENED IM SORRY 😭😭😭

I also made a separated post cuz was getting too big--

1. Are you named after anyone?

Uhh... I dont think so? I think my parents just choose a random name.

Tho, Thomas i choose based simply on nice sound XD. I could be tecnically related to the train???

2. When was the last time you cried

Hmmmmmm. 2 days ago? Something around that

3. Do you have kids

Too young too early, but me snd my life partner are still thinking if we even should on the future. Kids are a great responsability

4. What sports do you play/have played

I used to play "run after the boys with a stick to beat them" and volleyball. Both were fun!!

5. Do you use sarcasm

Rarely, i usually avoid cuz i think its rude ._.

6. What's the first thing you notice about people

Shirt. Cuz i avoid eye contat lmao

7. What's your eye color

Very very dark brown. Black on the shadow, beautiful on sun

8. Scary movie or happy endings?

Well, i like scary things not scary movies (im a pussy yes) so uhh... happy ending?

9. Any talents?

Im good at art.... but dunno if its a talent cuz i worked hard to get where i am today. So..... maybe i dont have a talent?

I do know how to play piano tho, but i studied 5 years for that lol

10. Where were you born?

BRASIL 🇧🇷🇧🇷🇧🇷🇧🇷🇧🇷🇧🇷🇧🇷🇧🇷🇧🇷 the shit hole

11. What are your hobbies?

I like to draw and talk to my husbando.

Also watching scary and depressing stuff cuz i love felling bad i guess LMAO

12. Do you have any pets

I had 3 cats but they all ran away/died :(. Now i have none...

13. How tall are you?

14. Favorite subject in school?

Im 1.75cm.... in feet i think its around..... 5'74?

That what Google told me at least, dunno how feet work lol

I woukd say art cuz duh, but i also like history. I love hesring histories of any type

15. Dream job?

MAKING COMICS!!!!!!!

Well i dont have much people to tag, most already did this so uh...

@akabendyfan and anyone whod like!!

[maruvilhcsa]

“all eyes on my when i walk in !”

MARUYAMA KOHAKU (acredita que) nasceu em Tokyo, em uma noite chuvosa de 29 de agosto há 26 anos. Mora em Haneul Complex, no apartamento C3 da torre aurora desde os 8 anos de idade com o pai de quem cuida desde que se entende por gente porque é um homem doente. MARU trabalha como cabeleireira e manicure em um salão de classe alta não muito longe do condomínio, mas faz atendimentos à domicílio e com um precinho muito melhor para os conhecidos do prédio. 

“no questions that the girl’s a ten !”

personality ; A personalidade de Kohaku é ser bonita. Por escolha, porque é esperta. Inteligente não é, nunca foi. Mas esperta, isso sim. Nunca deixou que a barreira linguística e cultural interferisse em seu caminho rumo aos objetivos de ter o seu próprio salão beleza. É com a beleza e carisma que não lhe faltam que busca abrir suas portas. Determinada, mas justa. Tem seus planos e objetivos, mas nunca passaria por cima de ninguém por eles, como as heroínas de infância bem ensinaram. Sim, Barbie e Sailor Moon. Seu pai tentou ensiná-la a ser durona, mas não deu certo. Maru é delicada até a raiz dos cabelos tingidos e adora ser tratada como a princesa que acha que é (apesar da realidade do lugar onde mora). Acontece que é sonhadora e romântica também, não há o que fazer. 

“don’t hate me ‘cause i’m beautiful !”

trigger warning! menção (não descritiva) a tráfico de pessoas, prostituição, abuso físico e psicológico, tentativa de aborto e morte.

biography ; A história que o senhor Maruyama contou para a filha é diferente da realidade. Seus pais não eram casados, nunca nem tiveram envolvimento romântico. Takeda não é nem seu pai biológico. Tantas camadas de mentira que a verdade parece inalcançável. Mas ela existe e é uma só: Junko Yagami foi enganada, tirada de sua cidade no interior do Japão e da família simples com a promessa de uma vida melhor. Mas acabou virando prostituta na Capital, coagida e ameaçada com o bem estar de sua família, ela ficou. Pareceu aceitar a desgraça que lhe tinha acontecido e se deixou levar por drogas, álcool e o que quer que os homens perversos e inescrupulosos quisessem fazer.

Em uma dessas noites Kohaku foi concebida Deus sabe por quem. A pobre Yagami não fazia ideia, nunca teria como saber. O aborto seria mais uma dívida que teria com os sequestradores que forçavam aquele trabalho escravo sob uma dívida que ela nunca tinha feito com roupas, maquiagem e jóias para ficar apresentável aos clientes. Ela não queria mais um dívida, então tentou forjar o próprio aborto. Sem sucesso. A criança era forte, queria viver.

Foi no desespero de Yagami que Takeda se compadeceu. Na época ele era um dos homens que fazia segurança na casa de prostituição. Responsável por não deixar que nenhuma das garotas fugisse. Mas ele não só ajudou a jovem em apuros a fugir. Fugiu com ela alguns meses depois. Mas ele sabia melhor que ninguém que era arriscado ficar no Japão. Já tinha planejado tudo para fugirem para a Coreia do Sul com passaportes e identidades falsas quando chegou a hora do parto.

Kohaku, que tem esse nome porque a mãe achou que era um menino, nasceu em Takayama. No quarto de uma pousada com a ajuda das funcionárias do local. Sua mãe chegou a ser socorrida, mas morreu a caminho do hospital por complicações no parto. Ou da gravidez complicada. No medo e do estresse que passou na gestação. Dos problemas que o corpo fraco já tinha. Ninguém nunca se importou em saber.

Maruyama se afeiçoou rapidamente a menina. Não quis deixá-la em Takayama como era o plano B. Sim, abandoná-la na pousada a própria sorte. Ele não conseguiu. Contatou amigos e foi para Busan com ela. Passaram alguns anos lá criando memórias e construindo o disfarce que protegeu Kohaku da verdade dolorosa de seu passado. Só depois disso que se mudaram para Seul.

E foi assim que Kohaku cresceu: achando que nasceu em Tokyo, que se mudou para Busan porque o pai recebeu uma oferta de emprego melhor depois que a mãe morreu no parto. Que foram para Seul pelo mesmo motivo, mas Takeda teve um acidente no trabalho na companhia de distribuição de energia e viviam da aposentadoria baixa dele, por isso tinham se mudado para o Haneul. O que os olhos não veem, o coração não sente.

[noro-noro-noro]

i was really tired while typing this dream up sorry if it's illegible

first in my dream my parents & sister & I were travelling. there was a weird elementary school we had to go to for a bit - the vibes were off. it was all white people. idk the vibes were really sinister. we were still in the ?area but also in Taiwan. my mom told me that I needed to print something & hang it on every computer & pour beef noodle soup into the keyboards to help us & though I was really worried and hesitant bout getting caught I did it anyway after everyone had gone to bed.

I did that and then tried to sleep. when I woke up it was 2am but sunny outside & I wanted to leave before the conqeiquences of our actions came back to bite us, but my mom woke up & told me that it had worked - she got her sistersthusband to break both of his legs and fall off the roof bc she was jealous. I felt really bad I thought it was important. great. but it was fine? bc it was his choice? idk in rela life this uncle died last year bc he was sick. nahida genshin impact was there.my mom told me it was a year ago tand I needed to throw this combinatlock out.

then later we were running - the we now consisted of a bunch of people I was friends with, though half of them didn't exist. we were in a space ship that was like a flying small normal pirate ship & it was in something of a lethal company situation - landing in a facility to vring stuff back. first other people were sent out but they were too scared so I went. it sucked btw. there were masks as usual but picking one up would hurt you bc there was like a hundred small and jagged red tentacles on the back that it used to crawl around. there were sexy nuns with huge eyes & fake faces that carried giant scissors. there was a giant gray skinned thing that l was kind of like the rake from Slenderman (?) lore if it crawled around on its hands and knees. the facility was fully lit, but all of them could see me. o asked for a tp while one of the nuns and gray things was closing in, but the ship had landed weird so the teleporter spawned me under it when the stairs up were blocked by a ringmaster and another nun. the ringmaster was a woman in a blmaby blue and white suit with a blue masquerade mask and a whip. she used that to enter our ship after I'd climbed back up. she stayed in the shop while it was going up - usllynit went into space and despawrned all enemies but it was flying low over a highway during sunset.

and the ringmaster was still on there. her gimmick was throwing people off our ship where they died. i was waitinf for the ship to go up but it never did - still down there. i grabbed my friends but it out anuevered usband chucked one.

a friend of mine has a different idea and acted friendly and nice. this worked and she offered it some fear contacts?? contats that you put in and they make you afraid . it's for a thrill supposeibut e used that to distract her sbd hurl her overboard.

turns outbshe was a minor god of ??? something negative. and now she was pissed off. our ship stopped flying and broke open on the asphault .nobody on our team was strong enough un magic to run away from her - eept me. i was some kind of prodigy. I d in and the pur one hand in the ground and one a foot above it. the magic was chabbled from the cebter of the earth and was dedicated to smashing her away and down. eventually she landed in tbr krber side of the earth and I could hearher in mind - you can have ajust a little break befrire I come back and wipe you maggots up.

in the meantime e we went rithe closest city to get food it was confusingy laid out. lots of buildings sntscks or places with unknown underground areas.. the place we went had 3 dogs. my hand swms covered in blood and the dogs were licking it before I could wash it off.

itturns out the evil lady God could only be defeated by the 3 weapons of her daughters fused I to one. the weapons were glowing blue. k realized I had all 3 fuses into like a stethoscope triabgke shaped tool can't remember what it was

[partycardigann]

Part I | Part II | Part III

[m-jelly]

Hi Jelly. Could you do Levi x affectionate reader, but she's shy to be affectionate with him (they are still just friends with mutual pining) and he's confused about it thinking she might hate him because of this lack of fisical contat, and then he comfronts her and she addmits she was scared he wouldn't like it, but from now on she will shower him with affection

Cute <3 Yes.

@kenkopanda-art just rocking it with these banners <3

Come closer

Pairing: Levi x Reader

Genre and tags: Romance, confessions, shy reader, affectionate reader, cute, fluff, modern AU.

Concept: You and Levi have feelings for each other and since you realised it, you've been holding back on affection towards Levi because you don't think he'd want you to be like that. Levi notices the change and misses your affection. When he confronts you in his office, you confess your feelings.

Levi watched you hug Hange tightly as you both laughed and joked together. He had noticed you'd stopped hugging him and being playful with him for two weeks. Levi's heart hurt because having that affection allowed him to be close to you.

He hated this distance.

His eye twitched when you playfully shoved Mike. "Tch, damn it."

Erwin leaned against the wall next to his friend. "Something on your mind?"

"Hm."

"What is it?"

He nodded to you. "She's stopped being like that with me."

"Right." Erwin tousled his blonde hair. "Perhaps you should have a chat with her? Instead of guessing, you should ask her what's changed and she will tell you."

Levi clenched his jaw. "I don't like cornering her at work."

"Then outside of work."

"Maybe." He pushed away from the wall. "I just want my friend back."

Erwin watched Levi sulk as he walked to his office. "Poor guy." He approached you and motioned for you to follow him to a little corner. "Hey, Levi needs to see you in his office. Before you go, what's going on?"

You hugged yourself. "I developed feelings."

"You should tell him."

"I should."

He pointed. "Office."

You hummed. "Yeah, see you soon." You strolled down to Levi's office and knocked. You entered once he gave your permission. "Hey, Erwin said you needed to see me?"

Levi sat on his desk. "No, but I'm going to take advantage of this moment. We need to talk."

You nibbled your lip. "Sure."

"You've stopped with the touching, hugging and playfulness. Did I do something to offend you?"

You shook your head. "No."

He shrugged. "Then what the fuck is going on?"

You sighed. "The problem is how I feel."

"Meaning?"

You sat on his sofa. "I've fallen for you. At first, it was a little crush, but the more affectionate I was with you the harder I fell. I got scared you wouldn't like it if you knew I was being affectionate because I had feelings for you. So, I stopped."

Levi wiggled his finger. "Come closer."

You walked over to Levi. "I'm sorry. I'll do my best to hold back my feelings."

He reached out and held your chin. "You really do have feelings for me?"

"I do."

He blushed hard. "Then you should be more affectionate with me, right?" He gulped hard. "To show how much you want me."

You frowned a little. "But that wouldn't be right if it was onesided."

He kissed you and hummed. "It's not."

You blushed hard. "Good."

He let you go and pouted. "So you better be more affectionate."

You stood between Levi's legs and wrapped your arms tightly around Levi. "Yes, Levi."

Levi hugged you back and hummed. "I only like it when you're affectionate with me, mainly because you're special."

You pulled back a bit as Levi placed his hands on your lower back. "Well, I'll be super affectionate now."

"Good and if you ever have something on your mind, just talk to me."

You smiled. "You too."

He cleared his throat as he blushed. "N-Now, I would like m-more of those kisses."

You giggled. "I'll happily give them to you."

[girlwithwolftatoo]

hi someone requested this before but i think it was like a young arthur harrow prompt! i was just wondering if you ever would consider publishing it or continuing to work on it? have a blessed day 🤍

I may add some hc for this, of course.

Young Arthur Harrow headcanon

*As I mentioned, I'm sure he graduated as a doctor, more specifically as a psychiatrist. He was a contradictory human, on one side, he wanted to bring newer, less invasive techniques to help patients, but on the other hand, he was a little Victor Frankenstein-y doctor who was interested in going deep inside the most disturbed minds.

*He escalated quickly in his workplace, considered a young promise and being in touch with some of the most prestigious psychiatrists in the world. Still, he wasn't a famous figure, he rather stay a little shadowed because he knew some of his theories and experiments were morally grey.

*During this time he got a raise, one of the youngest doctors in a mental hospital in Chicago, well known by his tender manners and bright mind.

*Yeah, I know what you're thinking now, "Sure lol but what about his love life"? Well, remember that Frankenstein thing I said before? That's his fate. He probably had a love interest in college, either of his same career or another one, and they lived the traditional "summertime affair", you know, when everything is nice and perfect and the people involved cannot think of anything better than being together.

*But he never thought of asking her to get married. Deep inside, he was scared of his darkest side and didn't want her to find out and end their love in a low note.

*He simply started to ghost her after his raise. The chance of getting closer to certain patients meant he could do his testing without being watched, and he knew how to take advantage of that.

*Arthur never knew when did he lost control. Perhaps he had some warnings when his own colleages mentioned his papers had become "a little disturbing" and "slightly inmoral". The problem is there wasn't enough evidence of his doings, he never hurt or assaulted a patient, but it was obvious he was doing something on them that was... well, destroying them.

*Is in this scenario when Khonshu showed up, probably in one of those old Egyptian artifacts Arthur liked to buy. Yes, he can play innocent and pretend it was Khonshu who corrupted him in first place, but bird god was just a little flame too close to the fuel Harrow already had.

*Arthur radicalized during his time as Moon Knight. The worlds was divided in just good people and bad people to his eyes, his experiments on patients were just the gate to that realization, and yes, he found out he enjoyed inflicting punishment on others.

*By this time, he met his old girlfrield one more time. She was still trying to either fix the relationship or at least, understand what went wrong, but Harrow didn't care. He had found his path in life and it was more important than love, a fragile and futile feeling he discarded without hesitation. She never talked or contated him again.

*And since that day, Arthur Harrow knew guilt, and his eternal penitence began.

[anothanobody]

I kinda have a similar concept, and ofc it’s em since they’re angst personified

Mikasa is a sheltered woman all of her life, doesn’t have too many friends other than Sasha and those who are in circle. Eren is the only boyfriend she had. Everything is all perfect as it seems, but one day, he just flat out told her that they’re breaking up, maybe he got tired of their relationship? Then weeks later, he was found in the campus with a new woman clinging on his arms, she’s so distraught by that and it started affecting her mental and physical health rather negatively. How could she not? They were dreaming about their future together and were making promises, he’s also the one who started building her confidence whenever she’s insecure. During that time, she also discovered that she’s pregnant, but never told him. Her insecurity came back, and she also started losing weight and is often stressed. Her friends are all worried for her bit she kept brushing them off. She and Eren also never got to talked again, and the last thing that she heard about him was that he flew to another country to study.

TW// miscarriage, dying

As her condition got worse, she also went into labour very early. Unfortunately, her baby didn’t made it. That devastated her so much and she got too many nightmares from it. Mikasa’s often heard crying by her family while she’s looking for her baby. And that’s the time where they get her a therapist. They just couldn’t take seeing her like that anymore. Years later, she’s not healed yet as it takes years for it to do so, but she’s not like before. She and Eren crossed paths again but she refuses to talk to him, she wants to have a closure but she’s scared and is still not ready (but we can’t blame her)

He’s an asshole because he left her then realizing that he’s wrong and is trying for a chance again but she won’t let him (yeah he doesn’t have a clue about his child but still fuck you bitch)

This is actually really sad tho. But it's my type of thing, so we good anon.

I would put up one thing more tho, let's have two meetings, one when he's coming back for the holidays, he had already started to grieve on the relationship, he wanted to have some type of news on her, he knew he was an asshole, so he tries to contat her just for her number to not exist. He gets nervous, he tries to go up to his friends but they also refused to tell him anything about her, so with everything against him, he goes to her family. things don't end well, her father breaks down on him and punches him in the face. while her mother who is as broken as her husband tries to be polite like she always was. Eren gets no news yet and fears that she may be dead, but her mother tells him that she's in a hospital, and it's best for him to leave without remembering anything just like he left.

He ends up going tho. Stubborn. and all he sees is her in a cathatonic like state, when he approaches her, and tries to set his hand on hers he gets slapped away by her and she repeats over and over to leave, up till security had to escort him out.

Eren doesn't find peace but tries to move on with his studies overseas but this event is why he will try to engage with her when they cross paths again, she's not in the hospital, she's walking and out. Yet she still refuses him, she won't even say hello or smile, the light he remembered in her eyes was completly gone, it was almost like she was a walking puppet.

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The first part tho, Eren is such an asshole in this, he broke up with her just like that, with no explanation which is why she closes herself off and ends up in a bit of depression that was only being delayed by Eren, she rethinks about everything she's done, if she was not good enough, if her body wasn't, if her personality wasn't, she goes into this spiral of insecurity that gets amplified with her finding out she's pregnant.

Everything becomes way too much. ---- that happens and she finds herself in more self loathing since she couldn't even bring her child into this world, she was not good at that either.

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breaking my heart, but if yall want to brainrot, shall we name this au as...?

[skaroy-sigh]

Tagged by @xwolfandbear :oo

Rules: MAKE A NEW POST, bold what applies to you and tag whoever you want to get to know better.

Appearance

i’m over 5’5” (i’m 5′5′’ or 5′6′’ idk) // i wear glasses or contacts (how do you even put your contats on... man, it’s so creepy) // i have blonde hair // i prefer loose clothing to tight clothing // i have one or more piercings // i have at least one tattoo // i have blue eyes // i have dyed or highlighted my hair // i have gotten plastic surgery // i have or had braces // i sunburn easily // i have freckles // i paint my nails (basically yes but i’m too lazy)  // i typically wear makeup // i don’t often smile // i am pleased with how i look // i prefer nike to adidas // i wear baseball hats backward

Hobbies and Talents

i play a sport // i can play an instrument // i am artistic // i know more than one language // i have won a trophy in some sort of competition // i can cook or bake without a recipe // I know how to swim // i enjoy writing // i can do origami // i prefer movies to t.v shows (depends on my mood) // i can execute a perfect somersault // i enjoy singing (poorly) // i could survive in the wild on my own // i have read a new book series this year // i enjoy spending time with friends // i travel during school or work breaks (before covid, yes) // i can do a handstand

Relationships

i am in a relationship // i have been single for over a year // i have a crush // i have a best friend i have known for ten years  // my parents are together // i have dated my best friend // i am adopted // my crush has confessed to me // i have a long-distance relationship // i am an only child // i give advice to my friends // i have made an online friend // i met up with someone i have met online

Aesthetic

i have heard the ocean in a conch shell // i have watched the sunrise // i enjoy rainy days (when i’m indoors) // i have slept under the stars // i meditate outside // the sound of chirping calms me // i enjoy the smell of the beach // i know what snow tastes like // i listen to music to fall asleep (i have a playlist for that) // i enjoy thunderstorms (again, when i’m indoors lol) // i enjoy cloud watching // i have attended a bonfire // i pay close attention to colors // i find mystery in the ocean // i enjoy hiking on nature paths // autumn is my favourite season

Misc

i can fall asleep in a moving vehicle // i am the mom friend (unfortunately) // i live by a certain quote // i like the smell of sharpies // i am involved in extracurricular activities (before covid haha) // i enjoy mexican food // i can drive a stick-shift // i believe in true love // i make up scenarios to fall asleep // i sing in the shower // i wish i lived in a video game // i have a canopy above my bed // i am multiracial // i am a redhead // i own at least one dog // i have a cat

I’d like to tag: @treibholz-des-universums @happyemoqueer

i’m pretty sure i’ve done that already but it was fun. also @xwolfandbear takes away my mutuals...........

[brightasstars]

Last Line Challenge

Rules: Post the last line you wrote and tag as many people as there are words.

Thanks,  @bidnezz, @moonlight-breeze-44 and @aceon-ice for the tag

“So my eyes are… normal brown now?”

Last chapter of a new one I will start posting this week.

I don’t have many contats (I was lucky my last sentence was a short one!) and...most of them have already been tagged so... don’t be mad at me if you receive this!

I will tag @everyone who wants to share and: @my-archerboy; @christophers-lightwood; @tobythewise; @miss-shiva-adler; @polarnacht2; @cloudburst-ink

[misskpopforever]

Sehun... “eye contat” (feat. Xiumin)

[feral-on-main]

Ice Cream Break

It was nearing 2am when Perkins decided he should take a break from going over all the information he had on this case for the millionth time that evening. He got up from his small dining room table and went to grab the last of the mint chocolate chip ice cream he had left in the fridge.

Not even bothering to get a bowl he took the near empty carton with him as he made his way to the fire escape landing out his living room window. He liked to come here to relax. It was a warm summer's evening, well, summer morning Perkins thought to himself with it being 2am. He was still wearing the clothes he had on from yesterday and he could practically feel the dark circles under his eyes starting to form. This is how it went with every case. He would throw his whole body and soul into his work forgoing sleep and food.

Part of him hated when he got like that. He knew he was wrecking is body everytime he did. Perkins sighed and leaned against the railing and looked down at the alleyway below. Sometimes he wondered what a normal life would be like. No FBI bullshit no running around like a mad man foaming at the mouth for every case. Just...normal. A normal job, a normal life maybe he would have gotten married by now. 

Perkins stabbed his spoon into the minty ice cream, no use thinking about that now. He took a small bite before thinking back again on himself. He always hated thinking about himself that's one of the reasons he nearly worked himself to death with every case. His personality was...bad to say the least and he had no friends to speak of and barely any family. And the family he does have no longer speaks to him for reasons he would rather not think about. Her pushes everyone away and prefers to isolate himself. Perkins wished he would stop doing that. 

Perkins took another small bite of the ice cream. He wouldn’t say that mint chocolate chip was his favorite flavor but it was one that he enjoyed. Maybe next time he would get vanilla, a good classic flavor. He smiled internally a little thinking about how his partner, Aristotle, would throw a fit if he knew how much ice cream and candy he consumed on the daily. But hey, at least he stopped drinking and, for the most part, gave up smoking. Perkins figured it was a decent trade off.

Perkins slowly sank to sit on the hard metal floor of the escape and took another bite of his ice cream. By this time it was starting to melt as he continued to get lost in thought. Summer was going to end in a few months and fall would start. It would get colder and life would go on. But what about him he wondered. Would his life continue on unchanged until his body eventually gives out. Would he die leaving nothing behind? No friends and no family? Only an android to remember him in the end.

How sad. 

But Perkins supposed that was him in a nutshell. Sad.

He didn’t have a good home life or a good childhood. He could think of a single happy moment in his life. 

Perkins let out a frustrated sigh. He thought he was coming out here to relax a little and eat some ice cream not push him into some depressive thought cycle. 

Just as he was about to chuck the whole ice cream contater down into the alley below he heard a knock on his door. Now who could that be at this time of night he thought to himself knowing full well it was more than likely that annoying partner of his.

“Agent Perkins? Are you home?” 

He heard the muffled voice of Aristotle coming from the front door.

“Of course I’m home. It’s 2am where else would I be?” He grumbled to himself before pushing himself off the uncomfortable floor and heading back inside to let Aristotle in. He was going to get a lecture no doubt about his appearance and how he needs to be taking better care of himself. But Perkins didn’t think he would mind hearing on of Aristotle’s lectures. At least, not tonight anyway.

[electro-sweaters]

*scoops the lolipop right off the stick and swallows it whole, not breaking eye contat*