He's letting the intrusive thoughts win
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He's letting the intrusive thoughts win
where: a fountain somewhere in London
who: Henrick and Echo ( @echoagainst )
“What. The fuck. Are you doing?”
When he’d seen her during the battle, he’d felt a brief flash of panic, alarm. He knew she could handle herself, but what worried him more was the side she was fighting for.
And the implications that held.
He’d seen the moment she’d been injured, and had had to hold himself back from sprinting over to rip the head right off the shoulders of the person who’d hurt her. But he’d found some restraint, and had resigned himself to tracking her down once everything was over.
There was blood dripping from his temple, dirt and bruises and scrapes littered across his body, and everything ached. What he needed was rest so that his wounds could heal.
Instead he’d spent an hour looking for Echo after the battle - only to find her ankle-deep in a fountain of all things.
The ridiculousness of finding her in a fountain made him want to laugh, but he found that he couldn’t.
“You’re hurt,” he stated, simply.
SIR—????
Gang AU; Leona Kingscholar
This was inspired by @yandere-wishes [Idia Gang AU]
Content warning for violence; blood and overall abusive and dark themes.
The territory of Heartsbyule held its control and got its money by putting unrealistically strict rules in place. Break a rule? That’s a fine. Can’t pay? You broke a rule so we’ll have to break something on you instead. It’s only fair right. And when people started following the rules to well they’d change without notice. Tonight was one of those times. A sudden enacted curfew required you to suddenly shut down your shop and be within your home in 30 minutes; an incredibly difficult task when you lived a 20 minute walk from home. “I think I took a left somewhere I should I have gone right…” you whispered to yourself as you glanced around the unfamiliar set-up. Maybe taking side streets to prevent getting caught wasn’t the best idea. Getting lost in itself was stressful the fact you were running out of time only pushing you closer to panicking. Still you trudged on without much of a choice.
Nothing became familiar; your surroundings just became more and more confusing. You were way past the time limit, and now the sun was starting to set. You tried not to think about the worst but your fears became a reality when you heard a sharp cat whistle, “What’cha doing here herbivore?” “Come to be our snack?” Two distinct voices called out to you. You froze for just a moment as the reality sunk in. You had wandered into Savannahclaw territory, the roughest and most impoverished of all the areas. This place was heavy on brute force even to those living within its limits; if you were an unwelcome guest it’s nary impossible to come out unscathed at the very least. Despite the warm air you felt a chill run down your spine. You took a deep breath and started running as fast as you could. The thugs followed, close on your trail, chasing you deeper into their territory. You kept running, not caring where as long as it was away from them, but every time you turned a corner another one appeared, blocking your exit, keeping you on a specific path. “Help me! Someone!” You knew it was a trap, that there was no way out but there was no way you were going to give up either. Your eyes darted around as you looked for any escape you could take and other way you could go. Suddenly you collided with something, no someone you realized as their hands squeezed around your wrists. “Don’t worry. I’ll save you.” You looked forward to meet the gaze of the rugged individual, piercing green eyes with a scar on one side and matte knotted hair. Your eyes widened in another rush of fear and you realized who caught you. Leona Kingscholar the leader of the Savannahclaw gang.
the true reason nero wears the face mask?
so he doesn’t tear hojo’s throat out with his teeth,
I'm going insane I'm building it up Just to break it down It get what you see It's my destiny The product of a dysfunctional family
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⌠ madison beer, 22, cisfemale, she/her ⌡ welcome back to gallagher academy, FAITH RUSH! according to their records, they’re a THIRD year, specializing in SEDUCTION + DRIVER’S ED ; and they did not go to a spy prep high school. when i see them walking around in the halls, i usually see a flash of crop tops and large jackets, hickeys on her neck and collarbone, bad dreams at night and lipstick smudges in the morning . when it’s the LEO’s birthday on 07/04/1997, they always request their WAFFLES WITH VANILLA ICE CREAM AND STRAWBERRIES from the school’s chefs. looks like they’re well on their way to graduation. ⌿ sarah, 20, she/her, gmt+1 ⍀