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//Why is tumblr continually alerting me to the same months old post over and over?
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
âYeugh... I need a shower after that patrol...â
Sentence Starters
âIâve never seen one of these completely to my taste so i decided to make my own!
ANGST
âI canât do anything right.â
âPlease donât cry.â
âWhy are you awake right now?â
âWhy are you lying to me?â
âWake up! Please wake up.â
âForget it, youâre a fucking asshole.â
âDonât you ever do that again!â
âIs that blood?â ââŠ..No?â
âPlease donât lie to me again, I canât take it.â
âDo you even still love me?â
âNobodyâs seen you in days.â
âWhy are you awake?â
âIâm worried about you.â
âCan you shut up for once in your life?â
âHolding everything in doesnât help, you know.â
âAre you hurt?â âNo.â âThen why are there bruises all over your face?â
âIf you donât hug me right now I think I might fall apart.â
âLeave! Me! Alone!â
FLUFF
âGo with me?â âAs long as you hold my hand.â
âIs there a reason youâre blushing like that?âÂ
âHave you seen my hoodie?â âNooo.â âYouâre wearing it, arenât you?â
âHave you always been this beautiful?â
âOH youâre jealous!â
âCan we stay like this forever?â
âPlease just kiss me already.â
âI think you might be my soulmate.â
âSleep over? Please?â
âAre we on a date right now?â
âI think Iâm in love with you.â
âHeâs so pretty I think Iâm gonna faint.â
âAre you flirting with me?â âYou finally noticed?â
âAm I your lockscreen?â âYou werenât supposed to see that.â
âI missed you so much.â
âDo you think the moon is jealous of how pretty you are?â
âIâm here for you.â
âI wish we could live together already.â
MISC
âAll I do is drink coffee and say bad words.â
âQuit touching me, your feet are cold!â
âI think I just ripped my pants.â
âSharing is caring, now give me the hoodie!â
âCan I pet your dog?â âDo I know you?â
âDid you seriously just get your foot stuck in a toilet?â âMaybe.â
âIf I die, Iâm haunting you first.â
âBut Iâve never told you that before.âÂ
âStop being grumpy, itâs lame.â
âSo, uh, I locked the keys in the car.â
âIs the cat in a onesie?â âUh, no?
âCan we please stop running? I think Iâm dying.â
âYou come here often?â âWell, I work here. So I think Iâd have to say âyesâ.â
âArenât we supposed to be working?â
âGive me attention.â
âYOU SAID TO BE HONEST STOP HITTING ME!â
âOkay, so maybe I didnât see that coming.â
âIâm too sober for this.â âYou donât even drink.â âMaybe I should start.â
Some ship art for my friend over at @paintedbulletsÂ
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//Iâm not dead. Just a new job.
symbol-of-terrorâ:
âOh, nice!â she claps her hands together, âIâm gonna get one then!â She just needed to pick something pretty enough now! Maybe she could ask Jin-kun to help her look up something? They could do it together!
âYouâre really nice, yanno? And cute, too! Whatâs your name? Iâm Toga!â
âWell good for you! Do what you want and make yourself happy.â She said with a smile. When this person introduced themselves she blinked.
âToga, huh? And you think Iâm cute?â Cute? Not something she was often called.
âWell, nice to meet you. Youâre pretty cute too. Iâm Harada.â Well at least their hair was. And that beauty mark was adorable.
âMy guns are filthy... Suppose I should clean them...â
Why do you not want people to know you were a den worker?
honesty hour! Ask my muse anything, nothing is off limits and they have to answer with complete honesty.
âYa fuckinâ serious?â She hiccupped again. ââM a fuckinâ hero now. Den workers... they worked fer the Yakuza. Pay off debts ânâ shit. Did whatever they were told ta do. Didnâ matter what.â
What do you not want people to know?
honesty hour! Ask my muse anything, nothing is off limits and they have to answer with complete honesty.
It got her to laugh out loud, almost dropping her drink on the ground before she caught it again and took another swig.
âWhat part? Thereâs a lotta shit I donât want people ta know! That Iâm a sham? That Iâm a washed up whore? That what yer wonderinâ?â
What did Overhaul mean by you being a 'den worker?'
honesty hour! Ask my muse anything, nothing is off limits and they have to answer with complete honesty.
Momiji hiccupped before taking another chug of her drink.
ââZactly that. I worked in a red light den...â
What's this whole bombshell deal?
honesty hour! Ask my muse anything, nothing is off limits and they have to answer with complete honesty.
Maybe it was because she was so trashed out of her head... That had to be the only reason why she was actually answering.
âIt was my... Den name. The pseudo name ta cover my identity...âÂ
honesty hour!
ask my muse anything, nothing is off limits and they have to answer with complete honesty.Â
rule-of-the-beastâ:
She gave in rather quickly, which further showed him how badly she wanted to keep her past hidden. Good. Though he will still keep an eye on Bulletproof for a while.
âIâm glad we could come to an agreement so easily. You will see it will be much more pleasant for everyone.â It was hardly noticeable but while he talked Overhaul pulled the glove from his left hand. Then without warning touch her arm with his finger and activated his quirk.
For a brief moment Harada would experience an unbearable, sharp pain in her entire body until it stopped as abruptly as it had appeared. She possibly didnât even quite realise what had happened but by the time Overhaul retreated his hand all pain was gone along with all of her wounds and scars, fresh ones as well as years old. It was like they never had occurred in the first place.
When he brought his hand out to her, Harada flinched away, not wanting him to touch her. But did she really have much of a choice? When he touched her, the jolt of immense pain made her inhale to scream. But just as she was about to, the pain vanished.
He... healed her? Her face didnât hurt anymore. The broken bones she knew she had were no longer throbbing. It wasnât painful to breath anymore. Why did he heal her?
Harada stared at him. Confused. But she figured it out. No evidence of he being caught by them. No proof so she can pretend it never happened much easier.
She hadnât noticed her old scars were gone yet.
âSo... What do you expect me to do about your lackies Iâm suppose to go after? It will be a bit suspicious if I just stop tailing them.â
me? a ship hungry slut? ... perhaps.
âScrew it. Iâm making candied bacon.â
Heâs leaning back in a chair with a blanket draped over his shoulders, drinking a cup of coffee and staring at the television playingâŠ.a kidâs cartoon??
â...Are you high? Are those technicolor ponies?â