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@brxkenblue
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post - trauma sentence starters blood, death mention.
âdonât do that. donât shut me out.âÂ
âyouâve been crying. i can tell.â
âwe need to change those bandages and get some food in you.â
âyou want me to rub your back âtil you fall asleep?â
âthat was a brave thing you did today.âÂ
âshh, thatâs okay, get everything out.â Â Â
âthereâs something on your shirt. you â thatâs blood!â
âneed some space?â
âyou should lay down.â
âthereâs nothing wrong with asking for help.âÂ
âshh, shh. you were having a nightmare.â
âwe can talk through the door.âÂ
âletâs clean you up and get you to bed, okay?â
âyou almost died.âÂ
âi brought you a blanket.â
âyouâre home. youâre safe.âÂ
âiâm worried about you.â
âis everything okay?â
âtell me how to make it better.â
âitâs been a tough few days. how are you holding up?â
âyou have to stay awake. come on, give my hand a squeeze.âÂ
âyouâre in the hospital.âÂ
âthink you can make it to the bathroom?â
âno, no. donât close your eyes.â
@brxkenblue continued from xÂ
âTime with you is never a waste.â Sei replies quietly, his eyes gazing affectionately at his younger brother, a small smile on his lips. Itâs painful to see Aoba like this, even more painful knowing thereâs so little he can do about itâ heâs Aobaâs big brother, he should be able to protect him. For two long years there was nothing he could do, and even now that theyâre together and freeâŚthereâs little he can do for Aoba, aside from the simple act of being here.Â
His hand reaches out ever so slightly, but stops short of touching his brotherâs own. While he wants to give the younger a reassuring touch, he knows better, he knows how Aoba feelsâŚall too well. âWould you like me to make you some tea?âÂ
âI just... I donât want you to miss out on things because of me,â Aoba murmurs. Still, it does warm him to hear Sei say that. He trusts his twin not to lie to him. Even though they had not grown up together, and even though Aoba hadnât even known heâd had a brother for 23 years of his life... he still feels as though he knows Sei. There had been an undeniable connection there, right from the start. His ability to trust others has certainly taken a hit thanks to Virus and Trip, but trusting Sei feels as natural as trusting Granny, or Ren.Â
â...Okay,â he agrees, âThank you.âÂ
Something warm would be nice. He is still too skinny for it to be healthy and heâs often cold as a result, even in warm weathers.Â
° ⧠SKAM SENTENCE STARTERS.
â Stop walking around like a fucking cliche. â â Are you never letting in again because you donât want to get hurt? â â You donât want that⌠believe me. â â Itâs really lonely. â â Iâm asking too much arenât I. â â I just miss talking to you. â â You used to tell me all your secrets. â â Would you like to hear a secret now? â â I heard that you and _______ talked about ________. â â Then you turn it and do the other side. â â Anyway, you seriously have to get over it and start behaving like a human. â â Iâm hurt because you never reply to my meme. â â I had totally forgotten. But Iâm sorry about that. â â Are you kidding? What does that mean? â â Why should you be bus leader? â â I can never host again. Never. â â Wasnât it real nice this weekend? At the party? â â There were a lot of new nice people. â â If you think immaturity is charming, sure. â â Do you think that is a bit generalizing to say? â â Why are we talking about _______ anyway? â  â Whatâs going on with the two of you though? â â How much do you want for it? â â Itâs sort of⌠not the entire truth. â â I can join the bus if you need people. â â They donât need the money tomorrow. Weâll fix it. â â How are we supposed to fix that? â â You got to read a book Iâm reading called, âThe Secret.â â  â You know so much about the universe? How? â â Iâm very interesred in the universe. Like plants and such. â â Youâre my star, did you know that? â â Youâre mine. Youâre my sun, the sun is a star. â â If you think I would walk around like some living trophy, youâre terribly wrong. â â Donât play dumb! You know what I mean! â â Whatâs your name again? â â I think thereâs a small miscommunication here. â â If you think I look at you like some trophy, youâre wrong. â â What an awesome guy/girl you are! â â Were you never validated as a child, orâŚ? â â Did mommy never compliment your drawings? â â I see what youâre doing. â â You donât know what your talking about. â â Jesus Christ, this is a hashtag. What the fuck!? â â Is it me you were talking about? â â Iâm going to nap. â â Did you⌠ask all your classmates to take care of me?  â â Holy fuck, youâre a bad liar! â â Huh? Iâm a bad liar? â â Iâm the fucking master of lies! Thereâs no one who is a better liar than me! â â You have no idea what Iâve gotten away with! â â Well, tell me. What have you gotten away with? â â I like seeing you laugh. â â Had you seen me before that first⌠cuddle meeting? â â You⌠you can buy them anywhere. â â I was thinking to just maybe stay there for a while. â â Just take it one day at a time. â â You have to establish your social future. â â Weâre on our way to a party. â â I can hear what you think. â â I think it would be easier for you to spend time with people like yourself. â â So, when do you finish today? â â Why did you do that? â â Why not? What is it that she/he wants? â â Control me? How can she/he control me? â â Youâre fucking hot, _______! â â Iâll give you a hint. â â I donât fucking know! Just tell me. â â  What, am I completely unattractive or what? â â Iâll gladly volunteer if you want to fuck. â â What the fuck did she/he mean by that? â â Donât be rude! â â Who are you though? Are you, like a bouncer? â â Why would I have your phone?! â â Theyâre not even my shoes! â
brxkenblueâ:
Virus wasnât wrong. It was insane, really, the kind of things you could get used to as long as it happened frequently enough. Before all of this, Aoba wouldâve never in his wildest dreams have imagined he could ever become accustomed to be treated like this - like a plaything, a slave, something lower than an animal. Now this was the new normal.Â
He didnât know if Virus truly wanted an answer, but if he did, there really was only one thing he could say. ââŚ.Yes,â he murmured, tensing even at the gentle touch to his hair. He knew all too well how quickly something gentle could turn into something rough and harsh. Â
      â how wonderful ~ . â he spoke in a tone that made it seem as if it didnât really matter how the conversation actually went . virus && trip had a habit of simply doing whatever came to their minds that seemed fun , so they could do something gentle one moment && incredibly demeaning or rough the next , with the same cool demeanor . that only made it worse , honestly â more chilling .
       he moved closer , voice a whispery breath on aobaâs ear as he continued . â mm ⌠even if we did release your restraints - picture you were able to escape . do you think youâd be able to avoid us forever ? we can adore you forever or ⌠â moves to do the same but with his other ear .Â
      â you could enjoy a life running from morphine â from trip && i , personally â for as long as you live . â
Aoba shuddered as Virus whispered into his ear, painting a very grim picture of how hopeless things would be even if heâd manage the feat of escape. Being hunted by them, likely putting all of his loved ones in danger... It wouldnât be worth it. Â
Besides, he didnât have any illusions about his chances. He was a starved, weak shadow of his former self who would likely not make it far before collapsing, especially considering that his muscles had deteriorated considerably during his time here.
More than anything else, though, Aoba was simply too afraid to try anything like that. Heâd been punished time and time again for acts of disobedience - mostly at the start of his captivity - and it had hammered home that rebelling wasnât worth the increased levels of pain, terror and humiliation that he would have to endure because of it. Trip and Virus had proven to be quite creative in how they punished him.Â
âNo...I...â Aoba swallowed hard before continuing in a small voice, âIâd... Iâd stay here.â It killed him a little inside to say those words out loud, but it wasnât as though he had much pride or dignity left anyway.Â
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Virus chuckled as Mizuki snapped at him with his teeth, like a wild animal. âFeisty,â he commented, âbut it will not last. Aoba-san used to behave much like how you are now, Mizuki-san, but look at him now. Perfectly obedient.âÂ
Aoba felt sick hearing that. It was true, heâd fought them in the beginning, but now he was too broken down and afraid to do anything of the sort. He didnât want them to do the same to Mizuki, but what could he really do to stop them? Nothing, that was what. He was completely useless.Â
He decided to ignore the words and just try to calm Aoba down, rubbing his friendâs back gently. Mizuki really doesnt want to believe that they are speaking the truth, his friend still has some of his personality, nothing like the empty puppets of Morphine. Heâs determined to try and resist them, it wouldnt help Aoba at all if he became like that. If only Koujaku had managed to catch up to him that day.
âIts okay Aoba, Iâll be fine.â
Aoba just felt worse when he felt Mizuki rubbing his back and telling him heâd be fine. As if any of this was fine, as if any of this would ever be fine. It was his fault that Mizuki was here in the first place... He didnât say anything though, and instead just clung slightly to Mizuki.Â
âThere, there, Aoba-san,â came Virusâ voice in that mock-comforting way of his, âWe are so proud of you for how far you have come. Perhaps you could teach Mizuki-san a thing or two.âÂ
So⌠Since I revived my ViTri-bad end Aoba account I decided I wanted to revive this one as well.Â
Aoba from DRAMAtical Murder. Mun is 29 and has 10+ years of rp experience. Feel free to reblog or like this if youâre interested and Iâll have a look at your blog. :)Â
@brxkenblue.
       one hand swirled around a glass of wine while the other gently twirled a lock of aobaâs hair around his finger . â youâre so cute , aoba - san ~ are you used to this yet ? youâve been quite obedient lately . though i suppose youâve always known running would be useless . â
Virus wasnât wrong. It was insane, really, the kind of things you could get used to as long as it happened frequently enough. Before all of this, Aoba wouldâve never in his wildest dreams have imagined he could ever become accustomed to be treated like this - like a plaything, a slave, something lower than an animal. Now this was the new normal.Â
He didnât know if Virus truly wanted an answer, but if he did, there really was only one thing he could say. â....Yes,â he murmured, tensing even at the gentle touch to his hair. He knew all too well how quickly something gentle could turn into something rough and harsh. Â
âIâm not leaving you.â
angst starters
Aoba knew that he should feel grateful, and he did, but it was overshadowed by the overwhelming guilt that he also felt. Sei being here with him, safe and alive, was a blessing, but Aoba felt guilty both that he hadnât been able to save him all of those years ago when heâd been supposed to and that now that Sei was free, he spent most of his time around his traumatized brother who couldnât even leave the house most days. He should be out there, experiencing the world, not coped up in a room with Aoba.Â
"Thank you, but... you shouldnât waste your time with me...â Aoba responded, voice a low murmur.Â
PSA:  I donât care if it takes you two days or two months to reply to something⌠I understand that life outside of Tumblr can get hectic sometimes, and I understand that you need to put real life issues first.
Take as long as you need. And never feel bad about having to drop something with me, if you need to. Its okay. I will always understand!
          hello everyone , itâd be wonderful if you could preferably reblog this to help out a new virus from dramatical murder ~Â
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Heyy~ long time no see!
I still do not know what love is unless itâs stronger arms holding me
still               until Iâm quiet.
â John Mark Brown, from âJesus Wept,â published in Cosmonauts Avenue