#chaosspirit

[myrkrlokison]

@lxnleybatbxy @lxnelysxul​ @chaosspirit​

“You think it’s a fucking joke? Are you laughing at me?? For fuck’s sake. All of you just wear a paper bag or something.”

[lxnelysxul]

A dark cackle echoes. A tall figure appears from the dark, his eyes glowing yellow. "You summoned me?" he says slyly.

Fenrir had been sitting on the floor of his home, in the living room where he had just drawn a summoning circle. He's followed everything step through memory of summoning a demon as if he weren't one himself and this demon in particular grants wishes. His one wish is to have a friend; a stupid request sure, but the hellhound's also bored. Upon hearing the cackling and seeing yellow, he tilts his head slightly with a hum. "I did," he answers without fear in his voice, staring up at him.

@chaosspirit

[madhattd]

@chaosspirit ♡

❝ a man has a bee in his hand ... what’s in his eye ? ❞

[grlmars]

@chaosspirit​  ♡

big brown eyes stare up at the tall being that stood before her . she was very lost ... & very confused . she didn’t understand why this possibly human creature was yelling & talking so loud . it was giving her a very big headache ... as well as making her feel threatened , & in danger .

there is no response to his insesant rambling ... only a simple head tilt . her blonde her pouring over her shoulder .

[jason-j-lake]

"Favorite form to shift into?"-from another local shape changer.

"Shifting buddies WOOO!! And my favorite from is my human form actually,"

"kinda a lame answer, I know"

[myrkrlokison]

@chaosspirit || continued from here

Ander gapes his mouth as if he is offended.There’s no need to be rude yeesh. He crosses his arms.And I don’t know! I guess when I lose people, or they push me away I start to strive for companionship. All I’ve ever had is me and I’m the worst! Ander sighs. He’s getting nowhere with this guy. The sadness and anger this guy feels was starting to creep in deeper and deeper into Ander. It makes him curl his knees into his chest as tears continue to pour down his face without his consent. I haven’t felt this lonely or scared since I got tossed onto this god forsaken realm. He thinks a little too loudly.

He takes in a deep breath.Can you at least tell me why you feel so shitty so I know why my soul feels like it’s being sucked into a black hole?  

Myrkr had no idea, but he was lying on the same side, was curled up the same way as Ander, and cried and sniffed just as the other did.

He didn't answer, not now, but as he started to think about what made him feel like this, he started to sink. His anger dissipated, and his sadness melted into nothing; leaving behind a hollow, numb emptiness which at least wasn't making him cry but it didn't make him feel any better, either.

He just felt awfully empty. Like a husk.

None of your damned business, he replied after long minutes. Let me sleep. I just want to sleep so I can't think and feel.

He hoped the other would find a way to cut the connection between them. And what did he mean by 'getting tossed' onto this realm? What did that mean? A religious thing?

[myrkrlokison]

🎧 - You can telepathically communicate with your soulmate without ever having to meet.✘ - You feel your soulmate’s emotions as well as your own. -Ander

| Soulmate AU |

His first 18 years had passed with him feeling terrible most of the time. As an orphan he had to stay at a foster care home which was led by a sadistic woman, Raven headmistress. Ever since Myrkr could think, he had been special for his ability of healing others and healing himself fast. The latter was quickly discovered, and after that he'd also made serious steps to protect other kids from harm by literally volunteering for whatever she had in mind. Thus, he often cried himself to sleep. His life was miserable until he received his letter from Hogwarts, and that changed a lot of things. This meant that during the school year he could be there... but he had to return to the orphanage for the summer, and he had to return to the old routine of being hurt. He couldn't wait to get away.

He didn't think, for a moment, that the soulmate thing was real. Not when he had to endure being alone in the world without his parents, not when he had to endure the beatings. Why would he have anyone waiting for him in the world? Nobody wanted him. He had his jobs — auror at the Ministry of Magic and a tattoo artist at the heart of London —, and he didn't really need anyone. An occasional one-night stand was entertaining, of course. But he didn't believe in soulmates at all. In his eyes, those who claimed they experienced such a thing were nuts. Hearing another person's thoughts? That could be accidental legilimens. Feeling another person's feelings? Nah. Not even when he experienced rather wild mood swings did he believe in it. Even if... sometimes he'd feel terrible out of the blue, then incredibly happy the next day with no reason whatsoever. Still... he refused the possibility. It'd be terrible to know that this other person felt everything he felt during his childhood. He wouldn't wish that upon anyone.

Until one day... when he was feeling particularly miserable because his most recent partner dumped him and doodled his time away until he'd decide it was time to sleep, an excited voice crashed in his mind.

—like what if I just did this, they'd be so surprised if I suddenly—

Myrkr's pen stopped on the paper. This was undoubtedly a male voice. His brows raised high on his forehead. This other person must've felt that Myrkr definitely heard that last part.

So this soulmate bullshit is real? He mused through the connection. Who would've thought? He immediately felt sorry for the other. Even now, he was in a rather bad mood, and if this was real... then this other person felt that.

[myrkrlokison]

|| *screams at @chaosspirit loudly*