#harm tw

[tosxah]

xx | @nagareboshiko

It felt like forever until the door finally opened and just when it was he was met with a odd looking telescope? From the light in the hall way he could see the lense which was just an odd colourful glass dome cut like a gem. Ohh a klaido-thingy.

Beyond it though, he could see his Lumine and a line of droll on her chin. That was cute. Before he could say anything he was yanked into the apartment and he must say he felt relieved. Knowing his luck someone might have seen him already....

Her concern made his heart feel elated which is probably the wrong thing to feel in this situation. He let her pull him down, look over his face. Ajax reached for her hands, holding them to comfort her. "I'm fine, it's not mine." He kept his voice low, aware he didn't want to wake her room mate. The man swallowed thickly, annoyed he was dragging her into this but not sure where to turn. Kaeya had gone back to visit his brother, despite his ability to chat about anything and his ability to know way too much, he could keep a secret when it suited him. He wasn't particularly close to his class or team mates. "I'm sorry I just need a favour from you." Eyes earnest, the blue so dull it was almost a dark grey, poured into her honey hues that practically glowed in the dark. "Can I stay with you tonight? And if anyone asks can you say I was here the whole night?" Ajax cupped her face continuing, he spoke matter-of-factly, rather than in a panic, "I came back to yours with food and some drinks at like 10pm- which is fine right? Mona usually comes back from work then goes straight to sleep? We stayed up, we studied, we made out, we went to sleep." He caught the sight of his tshirt, the hem near his waist had blood. He let go of her face to stare down at this clothes, "shit... do you still have the clothes I left here last time? I'll need to get rid of these." He kept explaining, without explaining. Kept thinking about the next things that had to be done.

[writermich18]

Good Omens Writing Prompt

There had been a time when angels weren't allowed to harm humans. The humans knew that. And many took advantage. With Aziraphale being the angel most commonly in the area, he was the one who got the most hurt. Until they pushed it too far and an attack panicked and harmed Aziraphale so much that ended up crying out for help. A cry that was heard by the whole Host.

God, furious over what had been done to one of Her angels, immediately canceled that law and changed it to where any angel, out of self defense, can harm a human. Only Michael, however, was given permission to harm humans for any reason they saw fit such as self defense or protecting a human charge from an abuser. Put the Fear of God in them basically.

[bbeeohazardd]

my silly Monster High guy Cory!! It's basically the kid of Mothman and a normie, but his dad is a deadbeat, so his mom takes care of him

before high school he was living in West Virginia but, due to being a late bloomer, his more physical monster qualities came in, and he had to transfer, he now lives with his cousin Twyla at his uncle's place while he's attending Monster High, he has a lot of trouble at first, but he becomes friends with Jackson and Holt and is able to get through his issues with their help

[one-time-i-dreamt]

I was a government assassin and for some reason the public knew me as a murderer and I was on the run and the police were trying to kill me, why? For GODDAMNED JAYWALKING! So I ran and ran and I got on a fishing boat that went like 2000mph and I got over to Italy where I lived there for a while, selling cheese. I woke up when I got hit by a car for once again jaywalking.

[snasunderpants]

listen the fuck up traumascum. If you dont stop being endo phobic we are going to fucking hunt you for sport and carve the fucking message into you. im so SICK AND TIRED. of traumagenic fucking babies whining about their trauma and thinking just because they re traumatized ( boo hoo!!1!1) that they are BETTER than endos. anyway endo pride and go to HELL endophobe

okay i cant do this. im going to turn anon off for a while. what the fuck.

[clownzilla31]

I need to know- was utah supposed to be taken literally or metaphorically? What actually happened? Because if it’s literally I stg I’m gonna beat c! Wilbur for doing that to C! Tommy. My boy has been though enough, leave him alone.

[shirubiaowo]

Tommy: Chat if you ever see me in public.. I want you to stab me.

Fundy (just joined the vc): WTF are you saying, Tommy??!??

Tommy: Uhhhhhh

[nonmaliamc]

Im curious, what are your headcanons for kondraki?

I always love seeing how other people headcanon characters. ~Bones

oh boy!! surprisingly enough i don’t have that many when it comes to doctor konny, but here goes:

an absolute boomer. this is the man that literally states "classical music is the only true music" on his personnel file. he loathes rap/techno/hyperpop. one time wap played on the foundation speakers at site 17 and he did not stop bitching about it even when the suspect was caught and severely reprimanded. clef meanwhile has learned the easy way to piss him off and has the whole song memorized "in case of emergency"

on that note: probably owns a facebook (a strictly monitored facebook account). his posts are either Angry rants About millennials and politics!! with incredibly off putting punctuation ! or absolutely gorgeous landscapes/nature pictures. no in-betweens

big ancap vibes. might or might not own one of those "no steppy snek" flags

tsundere

"listen, jackass, it’s not like i’m helping you cause i want to or anything, i have to, otherwise they’re gonna blame your death on me and light won’t shut the fuck up about it, so get your ass up-" *cue the shoulder he offers to hoist someone up*

covered in scars. maybe a few on his face (?) but definitely everywhere on his body. running across his back, on his hips and even legs-man’s has the self-preservation instinct of a toddler sticking a fork in an outlet. and his body is proof of that

back pain/knee pain. hey, he ain’t no spring chicken, his age is catching up to him. but he would rather ingest a grenade than admit that

has stayed up until 2 am watching cat videos at some point, probably

big soft spot for cats/dogs/animals/cute things that, again, he would rather Die Than Admit

bipolar like bright so the two can get relate to each other’s experiences. they’ll spend a lot of evenings drinking together, just ranting or rambling or doing dumb shit to take their mind off things. may or may not be plotting to overthrow the foundation someday

forgets he has to take his meds every other day, then wonders why he’s acting up/feeling like shit. no, he won’t set a reminder because he’s a stubborn ass and assures you, next time he’ll remember

a HATRED of therapy. he’s one of those people who absolutely loathe the notion of having to sit down and talk about their feelings while the doc "scoops his brains out and examines it under a microscope". it’s actually just his fear of opening up to people and a dislike of sharing more intimate parts of himself with others. he’ll be damned if he tells anyone about that time he pulled out chunks of his hair, scratched himself until he bled, broke all the shit on his desk after throwing it to the ground and bashed his head in a wall. and promptly drank himself into a coma right afterwards, of course

(clef finds him. but he’s used to it. the good cold shower does it, he thinks, and nearly exhausts himself half to death as he drags him all to the way to the bathtub, dunks him in it and turns on the running water. freezing cold. kondraki curses, threatening to cut off his balls, but he’s ultimately too tired to really do anything. clef doesn’t mind, though. he doesn’t mind his outbursts, he doesn’t mind the times he isolates himself and refuses to talk to anyone. he understands. neither of them are okay, but they know that, and they do their best to help each other)