* YOUNG SAVIOR

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                                                   Lucas    Avery    Raleigh 

son    of    a   savior   |    son   of    aaron    &     eric     raleigh   |   brother   of   gracie   raleigh    |    angsty   teen                                                                                          psd

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i’m  working  on  lucas  icons  so  like  this  for  a  starter  to  kick  this  boi  off ! 

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secret assassin?  /  withstvnd‌  ;;

    the  comment  brings  a  genuine  smile  to  her  face.  a  titter  surpasses  mika’s  lips,  eyes  glancing  back  up  for  only  a  split  second.  ❛  that’s  too  bad   !   for  me  at  least.  i  just  LOVE  to  talk  people’s  ears  off   —  that’s  definitely  my  favorite  pass  time.  does  this  mean  i  can’t  do  that  with  you   ?   ❜  she  says  jokingly  &   yet  every  single  word  was  true.  mika  looks  down,  all  of  her  thoughts  scribbled  onto  the  blank  surface.   ❛  oh,  i’m  just  finishing  my  hit  list.  i  have  a  lot  of  enemies.  ❜  mika  quipped,  taking  her  pencil   &   placing  a  small  doodle  on  the  edge  of  her  paper.  ❛  actually,  no  .  .  .  you  like  sitting  in  depressing  silence–  but  i  like  to  write  instead.   ❜

          He  fixes  himself  so  he’s  sitting  cross-legged  from  her,  leaning  forward,  gazing  into  her  notebook.  He’s  never  really  taken  up  the  thought  of  writing,  maybe  it  would  help  with  everything  going  on.    ❝    Oh  please,  Aaron  does  that  enough.    ❞    He  groans  a  little,  rolling  his  eyes,  his  smiling  disappearing  to  show  how  much  he  loathes  being  apart  of  Aaron’s  household.  But,  it  returns  quickly  as  he  leans  more  forward.    ❝    Is  the  name  Lucas  in  there  anywhere?    ❞    He  questions,  brown  eyes  flicking  up  to  look  into  hers. 

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“I can’t help you if you don’t let me!” / from mika! ツ

          It’s  just  a  cut  on  his  arm,  a  gash  when  he  ran  into  a  tree.  Maybe  he  should’ve  been  looking  where  he  was  going  but,  while  running  after  Mika  deep  in  the  woods  right  outside  of  Alexandria,  his  mind  wasn’t  exactly  on  looking  where  he  was  going.  His  head  whipped  around  to  look  behind  him,  seeing  if  the  buck  they  had  bothered  was  still  chasing  them.  That’s  when  he  felt  the  full  force  of  the  tree  bark  against  his  face.  When  he  fell,  a  tree  branch  cut  his  arm.  At  least  the  buck  wasn’t  chasing  them  anymore. 

He  feels  Mika  by  his  side,  helping  him  up.    ❝    Ow,  fuck.    ❞    he  mumbles,  rubbing  some  off  bark  off  his  face.    ❝    What  are  you––  Hey!  Stop  that  hurts!  Quit  touching i t!    ❞    Mika  had  pulled  out  a  cloth,  pressing  on  the  cut  on  his  arm. 

Out  of  frustration,  she  pulls  the  cloth  away.    ❝    I  can’t  help  you  if  you  don’t  let  me!    ❞    She  squeaks,  trying  to  put  the  cloth  back  to  stop  the  bleeding  of  his  arm. 

❝    I  wouldn’t  have  needed  your  help  if  we  didn’t  come  out  here  in  the  first  place.    ❞    Lucas  says,  moving  away  from  her  cloth.  There’s  an  attempt  for  him  to  stand  up  but  she  pushed  him  back  down.    ❝    Come  on,  stop.  I’m  fine.    ❞

❝    I  wouldn’t  have  to  do  this  if  you  didn’t  piss  off  that  buck!    ❞ 

❝    Yeah  but,  what’s  the  fun  in  that?    ❞    He  rolls  his  eyes  and  stops  fighting  her  help.    ❝    Just  don’t  tell  Aaron,  he’d  freak.    ❞    Lucas  whispers,  looking  away  from  her.   /   @withstvnd​  (  mika  )  |  ☾

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GENERAL

“Can you walk?”

“How did this happen?”

“What the hell happened?”

“I hit my head.”

“Did you hit your head?”

“Can you hear me?”

“Don’t close your eyes, stay awake!”

“Come on, stay with me!”

“No no no no no!”

“You shot me!”

“I didn’t mean to shoot you!”

“You stabbed me!”

“I didn’t mean to stab you!”

“Take the knife out!”

“Don’t take the knife out!”

“It was an accident!”

“That/this wasn’t an accident!”

“That looks broken.”

“I think my leg/arm is broken.”

“That doesn’t look good.”

“Am I going to die?”

“You’re not going to die!”

“Calm down!”

“Don’t panic!”

“I can’t help you if you don’t let me!”

BLOOD

“Are you bleeding?”

“Don’t move, you’re bleeding.”

“Is that blood?”

“Whose blood is that?”

“That’s a lot of blood.”

“Do you know how to get bloodstains out?”

“Why do you know how to get bloodstains out?”

“Damn, I got blood on my shirt.”

“Don’t move, you’re losing blood!”

“I won’t let you bleed out!”

“You have blood on your face.”

“I swear to god, if you get blood on me…”

“What’s your blood type?”

“Why in the hell would you need to know my blood type?”

WOUNDS

“That cut is nasty.”

“You have a massive gash in your arm/leg!’

“Don’t touch it!”

“Don’t move, you’ll only make it worse!”

“I’ll get some bandages.”

“You’re going to need stitches.”

“That looks infected…”

“Did you get bit by something?”

“There’s no exit wound, the bullet is still in you.”

“There’s an exit wound, the bullet went through you.”

AFTERCARE

“How are you feeling?”

“How does it feel?”

“It’s still not healed, but it’s getting there.”

“Let’s go home.”

“I just want to go home.”

“Let’s get you into the bathtub.”

“We need to change your bandages soon.”

“Get some sleep, okay?”

“You need to eat something, you’ve been through a lot today.”

“I’ll check up on you in a bit.”

“You’re going to be fine. I promise.”

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aaron  /  hehclps‌   ;;

“…..I’ve lost friends too. ” Aaron replies, tone staying even and calm. “I’ve lost my mother. I’ve watched friends get killed in front of me… I’ve lost a husband in a war he didn’t want to fight. You don’t know what you’re talking about. You may know what loss is, but you’re not the only one. This attitude you have? You might think that it’s the default one to have because you’re  young and you don’t know any better. You’re scared that things are different.   But you know what?  I knew a kid that got shot in the eye and he ended up getting bit because he was helping someone. I’m so happy I was able to know him and get to call him a friend, and he was scared too. Being scared isn’t something you should take offense to. ”

There’s a pause as Aaron reaches up to wipe a bit at his nose. “…And I may not be that little girls father by blood. But I raised her. By myself when she was orphaned. That is my daughter. I am her father. i’m not trying to be a father to you. I’m trying to make sure you’re not going to take off and get yourself hurt. That’s it “ 

         His  lashing  out  at  anyone  that  tried  to  have  a  sense  of  compassion  for  him  always  ended  with  the  person  leaving  him  behind.  Every  time  they  tried  to  level  with  him,  he’d  find  a  way  to  break  them  emotionally,  force  them  away  from  him  to  the  point  of  no  return.  Scared?  Is  Lucas  scared  of  the  inevitable  terror  that  he  dreams  about?  Possibly.  But  why  would  he  admit  that?  His  defense,  his  walls,  it’s  what  keeps  him  safe  from  the  terror.    ❝    Fancy  speech,  did  you  practice  that  all  on  your  own?    ❞

His  speech  was  definitely  meaningful,  some  of  what  he  said  Lucas  actually  took  to  heart.  But  is  he  scared?  No,  he  doesn’t  feel  scared.    ❝    You  can’t  make  me  do  shit.  If  I  want  to  walk  out  of  here  right  now,  I  can  without  you  stopping  me.    ❞    He  practically  snarls,  trying  to  imprint  that  Aaron  has  no  real  control  over  him.  He’d  never  really  leave,  only  if  things  got  bad.  If  the  entire  community  wanted  him  out,  he’d  leave.  By  choice?  He  wouldn’t  leave  Gracie  alone  without  her  brother  by  her  side.  Plus,  he  still  has  to  teach  her  a  few  things  that  his  father  taught  him.    ❝    I’m  only  here  because  of  Gracie.  Stop  trying  to  control  me.    ❞

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the murder of a notebook   /   withstvnd‌   ;;

    she  decides  to  sit  across  from  the  other  &  is  surprised  to  see  him  run  off  so  soon.  mika  squints  up  at  the  boy  as  he  stands  to  leave. the  sun  beaming  down  &  blocking  her  view.  if  this  were  anyone  else  she’d  usually  brush  it  off   &   let  it  go,  but  she  finds  herself  questioning  it  this  time  around.  ❛  you  shouldn’t  have  to  leave—  you  were  here  first,  right   ?   ❜  the  girl  tilts  her  head  to  the  side,  but  after  a  moment  she  shrugs  her  shoulders   &   looks  down  at  her  journal.  if  he  wanted  to  leave  it  was  his  choice.  the  old  mika  would’ve  done  anything  for  some  company,  but  lately  that  hasn’t  been  the  case. ❛  ‘s  alright  though   .  .  .    us  sitting  together,  in  depressing  silence   ?   doesn’t  sound  like  much  of  a  good  time.   ❜

         An  eyebrow  raises   as  she  makes  her  spot  across  from  him.  His  hand  drops  his  bag  as  a  small  sigh  leaves  his  mouth.  So  much  for  the  peace  of  mind  quiet.  Maybe  this  was  better  than  drowning  in  his  own  sorrow,  getting  away  from  Aaron.    ❝    See,  that’s  where  you’re  wrong.  Sitting  in  depressing  silence  is  my  favorite  pass  time.    ❞    A  joke,  really.  He  can  feel  the  ends  of  his  lips  curl  into  a  smile.  He  leans  over  to  gaze  into  the  paper  she  had  started  defiling.    ❝    What  are  you  doing,  anyway?    ❞    Might  as  well  make  conversation,  right? 

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❝    Really?  So,  how  do  you  tolerate  him  then?    ❞   @leaderofhilltop  |   cont.