#oc mist

[quiesphere]

Ghost Light

[infestedviscera]

The gangs all here

[whatgoeswhumpinthenight]

How would your whumpees react to sudden and unearned comfort?

Rose: Poorly, they would bite you out of fear.

Mist: Really well, he loves hugs so expect to get one back.

Olvon: They would cry, they would feel like they don't deserve it and thus will earn it no matter what.

Abaddon: Confusion but he would quickly accept it.

Apollo: He would melt into it and wag his tail like the big puppy he is.

BONUS (Whumpees who haven't appeared yet.):

Azrael: She would cry and ask you to take her home, she wants to go home.

Rena: She would cry in a very loud and ugly manner, she feels undeserving of it and will if unchecked punish herself for not earning it.

Sticker: thank you and probably give you a sticker that's not covering a wound off himself.

[ask-the-ninjago-spirits]

“Um hi, you can ask me or Mist questions I guess. We’re both very bored so we decided to do this.” Xera shuffled excitedly, then nudged Mist to say something. “I’m Mist, that’s Xera, hi.” Mist sighed, since they had dragged her into this against her will. Anything to keep them content.

[belleyells]

Anemos: When I get murdered, can you make sure I’m an unsolved case?

Mist: What?

Anemos: I want to be on Buzzfeed Unsolved.

Mist: Can we go back to the part where you said “when I get murdered”?

[cannedvampirejuice]

Mist: i am self taught in mechanics and first aid. I stole this vest design from overwatch itself and built it when i was 15. I know first hand how important safety and patience is because my own haste led me to burn most of my face off. Im doing mercenary work as combat training, because I know overwatch cant really be dead. If Winston came within 100 feet of me I would combust because hes my hero and i couldnt handle it.

Currawong: Thats cool. I have a big gun that shoots good, grenades, and can knock people into big holes by shooting air at them from my arm that got torn off. im honestly just here for a laugh and money.

[whatgoeswhumpinthenight]

The sacred theodicy Part 2

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TW: none really?

“I’m glad you’ll be good.” Dr. Hall had a warm smile on his face. “Would you mind telling me your name?” Olvon was surprised, old Master would just call them whatever they wanted did new Master want the name old Master called him by?

“B- beast” Olvon mumbled.

“No no no, I mean your name not whatever that man called you.” Dr. Hall asked with a calm, reassuring tone.

“O- Olvon.” Olvon worried Master would dislike his name and punish him for it.

“A great name.” Dr. Hall wrote it down. “If I remove your restraints can you promise me you won’t cause problems.” All Olvon could do was nod, Dr. Hall removed their restraints and helped Olvon to their feet, while Olvon did their best to make themself smaller, Dr. Hall looked them over making notes about their height, if Olvon decided to stand up straight they would be above 7ft tall but they kept themselves at slightly above 6ft. “Now that you’re up is there anything you want to do?” Olvon just shook their head. “Then I do need to be going.” As Dr. Hall was leaving he noticed Olvon was following him. “I was warned this might happen.” Dr. Hall seemed apprehensive but he couldn’t see any harm in what he would best describe as a demonic bunny. “You can follow as long as you stay outside of the other patients rooms.” Olvon nodded in agreement.

Olvon didn’t want to be away from new Master, they needed to ingratiate themselves too him or Olvon might not get fed just like old Master would, Olvon was good, they waited by the door for new Master, though they did hear many people so they were starting to understand where they were and the array of things new Master deals with, such as “Am I at the E.M.R.C?” No idea what that meant but the place has a name, “Will I be put into group counseling?” Olvon might be sent to that but would only go if new Master came with, “How long till I can fight again?” Apparently these people were something called superheros, “When can I see Levi?” Probably one of those sidekicks Olvon heard about a few rooms back, “You think I will spill the beans that easily?” They kept people called supervillains here if they needed medical help it seems.

“Okay Olvon that is the last of them, would you like to go back to your room?” Dr. Hall thought phrasing his suggestion as a question would be gentler but it backfired when Olvon shook his head no. “Well I need to put these details into the system.” he says as he make a motion with his hand  holding the clipboard. “Would you like a cup of coffee then? You can put as much sugar and cream in it as you want.”

[whatgoeswhumpinthenight]

The missing Mist Part 2

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TW: Gaslighting, Memory Loss

Mist woke up groggily to the sight of his husbands chiseled back, Levi seemed to be getting dressed for work, it was certainly a sight Mist enjoyed, It was only two days ago that Mist had to start fresh with their memory, relearning their marriage, likes, dislikes, hobbies, skills, and weaknesses. Yesterday was just the Mist readjusting to their lovely, little home, it was nestled in the mountainside forest, he loved the breathtaking view in the morning, he learned he likes black tea, didn’t really care for coffee though, Levi made a mean omelette which Mist really enjoyed, they closed out the day watching a movie and cuddling, Mist felt oddly nostalgic cuddling even though they held no memories. Today Levi had to go to work though so Mist would be alone to do whatever he wanted.

“Alright hubby I’m off, please be safe, I prepared your lunch alongside mine, it’s in the fridge.” Levi kissed Mist’s cheek as a means to say goodbye, and with that he was off too work.

While Mist did get too search the main floor and second floor there was one area Levi urged Mist to not enter and that was the basement. Curiosity overtook Mist though and he decided to take the plunge into the buildings depths, Mist had a feeling that what he was doing would reveal a dark truth but instead the basement was divided into four areas; Laundry, a workshop, a craft area of some sort, but the oddest one was a small medical area with both a medical table and some sort of medical chair, at first Mist was confused about this but remembered Levi stating he was a doctor so it did make some sense for him to have tools and such for emergencies. The entire basement was well organized except the craft area which had many photo albums sprawled across it, Mist took a glance through them to recognize a pattern, the ones taken out of the albums were of important moments between him and Levi, he probably wanted to have the two of them go through them together to see if he could remember anything. Mist felt a bit guilty for peeping on a surprise for him.

Mist spent the rest of the day reading, ate his lunch, and wondered when he would remember his past, soon he heard Levi’s car pull up, Mist came to the door to greet him.

“Oh, Mist, I thought you would be reading, you were always a fan of reading to the point you wouldn’t notice your surroundings.” Levi said in a joking manner as he hugged Mist.

“Well if this is a fresh start then I should be there for my husband. Though.” Mist became a bit sheepish. “I did go into the basement.” Levi’s face became stern. “I’m sorry but I didn’t remember anything when I looked at the photos, I know you curated them to show important moments but i got nothing.” Mist couldn’t look Levi in the eyes he felt too guilty.

“It’s alright my love, this isn’t something you will remember all at once nor force, I gathered them to see if reminiscing and talking about those times reminded you of even a sliver of memory.” Levi lifted Mist’s face so they were looking eye to eye, Levi had a warm smile on his face. “Now how about we make supper together?”

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Day 75

I had to leave my beloved Mist at home, I would have loved to stay with him but if I stopped appearing that would just give his team time to find him, so I had to make more red herrings and goose chases for them to seek. I even fought them today, the four of them were demanding I release “Wraith”, I always hated that name they gave him, a wraith conjures ideas of short grey smoke trails that follow them where my beloved Mist’s power gives off a smoky blue like the morning mist you find rolling across the forest floor, anyway I dealt with those pests.

After I came home I was surprised Mist was waiting at the door for me to announce he had gone into the basement, I worried he learned the truth and I would need to mind wipe him again or he found the torture tools but instead he thought i didn’t want him to go there because I was gathering photos to hopefully have him remember, The minion who recommended I Photoshop some fake photos and put them in some photo albums is getting a huge bonus this Christmas.

~ Dr. Malus