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𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒
Abigail Hobbs, Number Five, Sam Adams, Anthony J. Crowley, Will Graham, Jim Moriarty, Gabriel Shurley, Will Byers, Brian Moser, Sebastian Moran
tagged by: @hvbris (( thank you x3 ))
tagging: @kingofthewebxxx @waywardfeathered @smokedanced @magaprima @rapxir @elisethetraveller @batteredoptimist @the-perfect-scientist & whoever wants to steal it !
#(( dash games ))#(( gotta love how they all look either psychos or troubled teens or both xD ))#The survivor ::visage ; Abigail::#The Boy who disappeared ::visage ; Five::#The Shadow Child ::visage ; Sam::#The Serpent of Eden ::visage ; Crowley::#Special Agent ; Profiler ; Killer? ::visage ; Will::#Will the Wise ::visage ; Will::#The consulting criminal ::visage ; Moriarty::#The Angelic Trickster ::visage ; Gabriel::#brian tags tba#seb tags tba#(( beam me up scotty ::queue:: ))
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WRITING MASTERLIST
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last update: 01 march 2024
FFXIV
D'ALIA LIVEQ
prompt: lingering kiss [ao3] | alia/minfilia | 895 words
promises to keep [ao3] | alia/sid | 1.8k words
prompt: safe | alia/sid | 867 words
prompt: kissing in bed | alia/sid | 635 words
prompt: intricate dinner | alia/sid | 750 words
MASS EFFECT
MALENA SHEPARD
time will tell [ao3] | malena/kaidan | 1.2k words
trust fall [ao3] | malena/kaidan | 2k words
SONI RYDER
TBA
KOTOR
VANNA PHY
truth flows between us [ao3] | revan & bastila | 1.2k words
SWTOR
ANDAN VICARI
prompt: don't want to be alone | andan/rys | 1.3k words
refuge | andan/rys | 972 words
CADRIEN TIRAI
catalyst [ao3] | cadrien/min | 3.6k words
prompt: kiss details | cadrien/min | 907 words
prompt: heartbeat | cadrien/min | 690 words
prompt: between kisses | cadrien/min | 853 words
habits & home [ao3] | cadrien/min | 1k words
legacy of devotion | cadrien/min | 243 words
EDELIE LOK-CADERA
prompt: warning label | edelie/torian | 921 words
prompt: head kiss | edelie/torian | 471 words
prompt: lingering kiss | edelie/torian | 376 words
KAI AMHI
prompt: lover's hair | kai/theron | 678 words
prompt: you look like hell | kai/theron | 783 words
prompt: gentle kiss | kai/theron | 1.5k words
prompt: surprise kiss | kai/theron | 555 words
missing piece [ao3] | kai/theron | 842 words
THASTON
watching | thaston/kaliyo | 615 words
prompt: looking out for you | thaston & thalia | 1k words
prompt: look at me | thaston/kaliyo | 632 words
CALL OF CTHULHU
LON LAURIER
a night in paris [ao3] | lon/ethan | 1.1k words
INFAMOUS
LUX KENNEDY
just breathe | lux/orion | 1.5k words
SHEPHERDS OF HAVEN
VIC RANE
prompt: falling asleep | vic/trouble | 638 words
prompt: unexpected kiss | vic/trouble | 1k words
night terrors [ao3] | vic/trouble | 1.1k words
WAYHAVEN CHRONICLES
EVIE THIERRY
prompt: neck kiss | evie/nate | 479 words
prompt: back of hand kiss | evie/nate | 481 words
ORIGINAL
ANGEL PAVON
collide | angel/evie | 821 words
for your love | angel/seb | 2.4k words
prompt: whispering kiss | angel/seb | 901 words
nostalgia | angel/seb | 1.3k words
OLIVIA SANTOS
when the lights go down | olivia/river | 1.2k words
prompt: strand of hair | olivia/river | 958 words
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Send a 👫and I’ll write four headcanons I have about our muse’s relationship // accepting!
@pasttorn sent: //👫 also for seb & poppy bc they're dorks
-- They met by total accident. One day Poppy was going up to talk to Robin about something, and she physically crashed into him. That just so happened that it was a day she had taken her bike with her to get there faster; she didn’t realize she’d end up crashing into the carpenter’s elusive son. Needless to say it was a less than fabulous meeting for them. Sebastian still teases her about almost running him over with her bike.
-- He finds out about Poppy not knowing how to swim on accident. She slipped and fell off of the docks one rainy day while he was going out for a thought or two- and instead found her floundering around in the water. They both ended up soaked.
-- Despite them roasting each other every other time they meet (mostly him roasting her and her attempting to roast him back) Poppy tries to check up on him when she figures out that he’s working on a particularly nasty programming job. She remembers the crunch time and pressure from when she was still going to art school. It’s not a rare sight to see her showing up at Robin’s house just to check up on him or with some coffee and a snack for him.
-- Sebastian was probably the one who helped Poppy set up wifi in the farmhouse. Seeing as it had been a few years since someone had last lived there, she only really had some of the basics. Robin recommended Sebastian’s help, and a month after she moved there, she finally got internet. Her DVD player is glad for the break.
#pasttorn#;; ‘questions & concerns.’ ( inbox tag.)#// i had this one + the one with seb and abby in my drafts for months dsfdgf im so sorry omg#// seb + abby's will be done soonish!#// but tbh i love them#// poppy's been musing a lot lately hhhhh#;;poppy about tag tba.#;;headcanons.
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ᴄᴏɴᴛ. | @stormweathered
❝ — preachin’ to the choir. ❞ said curtly; not with a smile, but a tone softer than previous encounters. a hand falls on the asgardian’s shoulder, haggard, as the director heaves in a breath and lets it out — been a year, for sure. ❝ been rough business all around, but i guess if a veritable god telling you he’s been having a SHIT time doesn’t let you know where you’re standing, well. there’s not much better to go by. ❞
❝ you know, they say imitation is the highest form of flattery. trying to tell me something ? ❞
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don't mind him - he'll just be settling a hand against a cheek, admiring her when he guides her head to meet his gaze. he should /say/ something, probably, but he appears to be content enough with the comfortable silence between them.
lazy sunday morning : hazy sunlight filtering in from cracks in heavy drapery , bodies tangled in the warmth of affection . the clock ticks , & she finds she doesn’t mind ––– she has convinced sebastian to spend an extra day ( to stay , if only for a while longer ) , just as he has convinced her to keep the lobby on ice for the entirety of his promise . time can slip , slip , slip away , as it so usually does , for now that she is with him , it feels as though they have all the time in the world .
the quiet is congenial , far from the unease so often found in the silences of the cortez . this is their own little slice of heaven , tucked away in room forty - five , half still under sheets & half on top of them . but she’s about to propose that they get up , before committing to spending the entire day in bed , when his palm finds her cheek & ushers her attention to his adoration . softness of smile lifts lips , a little curious , a little loving . almost inquires herself , seen in the small , subtle quirk of brow ––– but instead , her own hand comes to rest atop sebastian’s , fingers stroking the flesh of his . smile grows a little bit bigger & silence remains , but her eyes say all that needs to be said ( i love you ) .
#scalpelwielding#you come into MY HOUSE#ive had seb/liz for three years now but if anything happened to them i would kill everyone in this room and then myself#please talk to me about them having a day date...................#* answered. ◟ years teach patience .#seb/liz tag tba.
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@roofbled && catalyst in one video.
#die sebs#we were hunting and simon did This : /#video tag tba#❞questions‚ questions‚ aren’t i special. ABOUT#❞haven't you had enough. MAIN
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Let’s have a convo!
right off the bat tagging a few bbs who idk might be interested
@sebastiansloserclub @sgtbookybarnes @junk-food-forever @asadmarveltrashbag
Now that I’m fully investing myself in this, I am FULLY investigating.
I know a tiny bit of what is expected of me, what a few of you enjoy from me, and what tropes or characters and such the fandom fawns over in general. But----
I NEED to know what it is that will be what YOU in particular are interested in of my body of work/future projects. What is it that makes you wanna keep investing your time (and in the case of those who will subscribe- money) in me? Is there a certain thing I do that you could pinpoint and tell me you enjoy so that I could cater more to that?
Forget all those knee jerk responses ppl are prone to give on here along the lines of “oh, don’t care so much what your followers want! just go for whatever and do what you want!” as this goes against everything my research abt patreon says. On patreon I will need to know what it is that will incentivize subscribing as well as additional things I can put for you that will make subscribing to me that much more special and worth it.
IMPORTANT!!!!! Prices STILL TBA. I’m looking arnd, I’m still researching and obvi my sense of worth is v low but also I just dont wanna break anyone’s pocketbooks or sound like i think I’m sooo important and worth soooo much money bc ik this is not the case lol and we all broke af out here okkkkk and this is still just my goofy ass weird stories and mdbds at the end of the day, so it’s not like I wanna charge an arm and a leg. That being said-
Is there anything you have seen others do that you would be interested in seeing me try? Are there things you would def be willing to pay for like certain fics or maybe access to how I edit or how I brainstorm and format? How I make moodboards? Music playlists I’ve made that are companions to the fics? Does seeing my handwritten outlines sound like something cool? What about if on a higher tier you were able to find out about the events that inspired content or get a special personalized moodboard or ficlet? Or have access to the nsfw content and the EXTREMELY nsfw stuff that gets dark, kinky, filled w taboos, etc? What abt access to my works that are NOT seb related? would any of that interest you?
Just let me know what would draw you in! Think about what you’ve seen on here of me and what it was that made u want to keep looking. Any info abt yr feelings/opinions/preferences surrounding my stuff that you can give me will be extremely beneficial in setting up my patreon so that it becomes somewhere you feel excited to stay tuned in to. I want this to be as worth it for y’all as possible! I want to give u what u want and continue to create for this fandom while still of course staying true to how I create outside of seb stuff and keep building on what I feel is content that goes beyond just a fandom centric body of work.
pls don’t respond in replies- i am never able to view them. messages, sending me an ask, reblogging and commenting- all that is a much surer way of reaching me
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Neféloma
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2FvSrw3
by pureleaf
Human-size stones stared back at her, and she was the one to blame for the horror plastered on their faces for all eternity. Men, women, children, innocent beings and animals. These people were real, their forms perfect and marbled. Their faces captured true fear, too detailed and flawless. Medusa was the most magnificent sculptor in the world, the most sadistic artistry followed her everywhere.
Could a blind mortal change her fate?
Words: , Chapters: 1/?, Language: English
Fandoms: Kuroshitsuji | Black Butler, Ancient Greek Religion & Lore
Rating: Not Rated
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Categories: F/F, Gen
Characters: Medusa, Ciel, Athena, Poseidon, tba
Relationships: Sebastian Michaelis/Ciel Phantomhive, Medusa/Ciel, Athena & Medusa (Ancient Greek Religion & Lore)
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Ancient Greek Religion & Lore Fusion, Alternate Universe - Gender Changes, Seb as Medusa, blind Ciel, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con, the gods are hoes, medusa has serpent pals, Femslash, Mythology References, Slow Burn, Pining, Angst, Friends to Lovers, Eventual Smut, Dark, Body Worship, Touch-Starved, Other Additional Tags to Be Added
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2FvSrw3
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CHARACTER STATS
name : Sebastian Moran
nicknames : Second Most Dangerous Man in London, Colonel, Basher, Tiger, Seb, Sebby (by Jim)
age : 30-40 / verse dependent8
birthdate : November 30th
species : human / verse dependant
gender : male
preferred pronouns : he/ him
eye colour : light bluee
hair colour : dirty blond
body build : tall, very fit, evident muscular definition. Wide shoulders, strong arms and legs.
height: 1.90 m / 6’2
romantic orientation : demiromantic
sexual orientation : pansexual
parents : Eveline Duncan (mother, deceased), Augustus Moran (father, deceased)
siblings : Maeve Moran (younger sister, deceased)
significant others : none / verse dependent
Tagged by: @kingofthewebxxx [[ thank you !! ]]
Tagging: Steal it !
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{ HOW ARE YOU COLOUR-CODED ? }
RED CODED
Red, a study in being in love with the thrill, the ticking of a broken clock, and hearing your heartbeat in your ears. You've become addicted to the thrill of danger and living life recklessly. You've managed to make people believe that you're untouchable, that you live life so dangerously and yet so precisely that the world revolves around you and only you. But it doesn't. It moves without you, it will continue to move when you stop, and it will always move on when you never move again. The world is uncaring. And you have to match that energy. You can't stop moving, or you'll end up dead.
tagged by: @kingofthewebxxx (( thank u !! ))
tagging: steal it !
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{ Light/Dark Triad Test }
Jim Moriarty
Respectively Jim, Sebastian & Gabriel !
tagged by: @kingofthewebxxx & @uselessdevice [[ thank you, guys! ]]
tagging: steal it, since as per usual I'm late to the party !
#(( dash games ))#seb tags tba#The world's greatest criminal mind ::about ; Moriarty::#The Messenger of Chaos ::about ; Gabriel::#(( gotta love how the Jims' results are basically identical xD ))#(( also damn I guess Seb has no self esteem how I write it x'DD ))#(( Gabe my over chaotic neutral pal for once you're the most balanced one x3 ))#(( beam me up scotty ::queue:: ))
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An invitation encased in a velvet envelope, left on the doorstep for the receiver to find
One for his big bro and another for tiger
Seasonal events || Halloween
Moriarty turned the envelope in his hands for a moment, appreciating its slick texture. Of course he already knew whom it was from. There was only one person who knew how to easily find him, and that was his twin brother. Of course, the vice versa was just as inevitably true. They were the same person, in a way, born out of the very same, single cell.
They couldn't hide from each other, not for long, and Jim still hadn't decided if it found it more frustrating or more amusing.
Shaking his head, the consulting criminal swiftly but carefully opened the envelope, pulling out thee invitation. His lips twitched upwards the very moment his dark eyes landed on the card. So stylish and yet so dramatic. Oh yes, this was from his brother alright.
"A Halloween party, hn? My little brother really can't stay away from the spotlight, can he?" He mused to himself with amusement, fishing his phone out of the pocket of his jacket. "I suppose that I can clear my schedule for the night for my darling sibling. Family comes first and all that."
The words were followed by a snort. If this hadn't been about his twin, he would have spoken them without ever meaning them.
[β-Jim] Got ur little card. Nice aesthetic, it rly suits u x)
[β-Jim] Ofc I'm coming. I'm sure that u could use a hand with the hosting n I'd be a very bad big brother not to lend it
[β-Jim] Just...We better not end up wearing the same costume
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The envelope landed right on Sebastian's face, startling him out of the too much needed nap he had thought he could finally take. What a fool he had been. He should have known that the boss had something else planned, when said that he wouldn't be needing his "usual services" that night.
The former Colonel let out a groan, grabbing the envelope with one hand and running the over over his face, trying to rub the tiredness away from his eyes. He was in desperate need of a triple shot of caffeine, at least, that was a given. Also, a couple of aspirins.
"God fuckin' dammit," the sniper mumbled under his breath, stumbling off the couch. The coffee table was littered with the remains of the takeaway meal he had ingested before passing out, together with the usual few cans of beer and half empty whiskey bottle.
He would clean up later. He didn't have the time to tidy up and take a shower, so the priority had to go to the latter.
Biting back a yawn, he trudged towards the kitchenette, making a beeline for the coffee maker, as he carelessly tore the fancy envelope other, letting it fall on the floor as he squinted down at the card.
A party. A frigging Halloween party.
He wished he could tell that he was shocked, but the truth was that, since he had started to work for Moriarty, nothing could surprise him. He had numbed his mind towards any sort of madness. He had been forced to, with how unpredictable and random his employer was.
"He better need me for security or shit, because I'm sure as fuck not dressing up," Sebastian grumbled to himself. Now, where the heck was his phone?
He eventually found it on top of the fridge and he retrieve it before leaning against the counter, while waiting for his quadruple shot of caffeine to be ready. No fucking way he could handle a party with just three of them. His right hand busied itself shooting Jim a message, while he fed his mouth a protein bar with his left.
[Boss] Send coordinates. Be there in twenty. -SM
#* Every fairy tale needs a good old fashioned villain * ::ic ; Moriarty::#twins au tbt#seb tags tba#kingofthewebxxx#[[ me answering this one day later >.< ]]#[[ sorry I had a busy day at work yesterday! ]]#[[ also Seb's part is iconless bc I still haven't pick a FC =.=" ]]
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@kingofthewebxxx sent:
After a rather slow and steady kiss under the mistletoe, Jim’s other present to him was nearby. It was a pair of cufflinks, one cufflink held the image of a silver Tiger whilst the other held Moriarty’s own initials.
Tiger was his, he always would be.
There was no one else in his team or outside his team that he would trust to give the most important or the hardest of tasks to, and also the one who knew Moriarty himself the most. They both knew what made the other tick, it was a statement to Seb without words. He was his one and only, the one he could rely on and it was very unlikely that someone else would ever replace him. Still, that didn't mean he would never again tell him how he could be replaced with a less annoying model.
Moran knew better than anyone how unpredictable his employer was and the fact that the other had been even more chaotic than his usual should have been more than enough to have the former Colonel on full guard. Under other circumstances, it would have likely happened, but after that kiss? There was no way that Sebastian could think straight.
So, when the gift was presented to him, wrapped as elegantly as the items inside the dark velvety box were, all the sniper could do for a few long moments was staring. He probably looked like an idiot and he was very aware of it, but he just couldn't help himself.
"Is this..." He started, only to cut himself off right away. Asking Jim if the present was a prank didn't sound like the smartest choice. So, he cleared his throat and tried again. "Did you get this for me? For real?"
Callous fingers made a quick and yet extremely precise work of unwrapping the gift, revealing the silver cufflinks. Even in the too yellow light of the kitchen, their exquisite forms shone like diamonds under the sun. It didn't take a genius to guess that not only they were extremely expensive, but also custom-made. The initials were a pretty damning giveaway.
"...Shit, Boss. I...I don't know what to say. They are...beautiful."
It wasn't often that Sebastian found himself acting awkward, but in that moment he couldn't stop himself from shifting the weight on his feet and rubbing the back of his neck. He looks almost uncomfortable.
"Damn, I can't remember the last time someone gave me a gift. Thanks, Boss. I mean it."
#seb tags tba#&& James Moriarty#kingofthewebxxx#(( this comes SUPER late too ))#(( but I didn't want to let it go to waste >.> ))#(( forgive my slow ass =.=" ))#(( beam me up scotty ::queue:: ))
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@kingofthewebxxx sent:
The criminal consultant could not have anticipated what had occurred that night and despite the many consequences the event could have for him, he found it slightly.. amusing. He hated the idea of his existence dragging on and on and yet he had seemed to be revelling in his current obsession with the consulting detective. Bleeding ever so slightly from the wound in his neck, he let it drip down to his collar as he let himself into Seb’s place, it was something he usually did.
“Oh Sebby, we have a problem, I do hope you have wooden bullets, would have come sooner, but my new fan was ever so keen to keep me locked up tight until it was too late to do anything. Are you up for some vampire hunting? The audacity of some people! Still look at this bite mark, should give me some street cred, no?” he asked as he did his best to stay steady on his feet, his vision swaying at the sides.
By now, Sebastian had been working for Moriarty long enough to know that night and day and time in general meant nothing to the man. Routine was something that Jim abhorred, so much that he actively did everything in his power not to establish one. And that included, among the many other things, showing up at the sniper's flat whenever the whim struck him.
And while most of the time his employer usually had a task for him to justify his visits, in some occasioned he had seemed to come merely to drink Moran's coffee and eat the contents of his fridge. Of course, the former Colonel didn't dare to draw any sort of conclusion in that sense. For all he knew Jim, inside that twisted, brilliant mind of his, was carrying on some sort of plan.
Or, at least, this was what he would have said if asked. In truth, he thought that his boss was there either because he was bored or because he was lonely or because he felt like being annoying.
In that moment, however, Sebastian was far too tired to figure out what kind of Jim he was dealing with. His last job had kept him awake for three days straight and he had gotten back just a little earlier than an hour before. He hadn't bothered to shave or shower or even just undress. He had just collapsed on the bed, passing out in the matter of minutes.
Being woken up by his boss, who didn't look much better than him and who was rambling about vampire hunting and wooden bullets, had definitely not been in his plans. And to make it even worse? There was that weird, specific wound on the other's neck.
"...What the fuck?" Was what he eventually blurted out, looking half stunned and half exasperated. "You're jokin', right, Boss? Pullin' my leg. 'Cause it sounds like you're implyin' that you got captured by a real vampire and not by some nutjob with a kink for that bullshit."
Deep down, he knew that it wasn't that farfetched. He had seen plenty of freaky things during his time in the Black Ops. It just wasn't something he wanted to deal with while running on one hour worth of sleep.
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There's an arm wrapping around Lucio's waist as the streamer finally finds it in him to turn in for the evening, earlier than usual, as a soft kiss isnprrssed against the back of his lover's shoulder; " ... did i keep you waiting for too long? i had to participate in a small charity stream," he utters against the curve of the shoulder, head soon settling on top of it as Sebastian pulls Lucio closer into his embrace under the duvet.
"it was for a mental health organization," he adds under a content breath, eyes closing as a sole hand trace the front of Lucio's stomach, admiring the company he finds himself lucky enough to call his. To remain so infatuated, one could almost mistake it for a dream. Prompted by thoughts tied to previous influence, Sebastian allowed himself to embark on a series of personal questions; "... what was high school like for you?"
lucio has longed gotten used to entertaining himself when sebastian was streaming. honetly, it wasn't a hardship to him. he liked being near when his boyfriend was doing his thing, it simply meant he had company. making sure the streamer had a few snacks and hydrating drinks here and there left him a little more content with himself. it's nice, he muses, lashes fluttering low over his gaze as he snuggles back against his boyfriend, a hum in his throat at the touch.
❝ ━ nah, one of my gremlin friends kept texting me thei escapades, so i was entertained. ❞ there's a note of laughter in their voice, shifting as he drags his fingers along sebastian's forearm. ❝ ━ that's a good cause y'know ? so many people resonate with things like that. i'm proud of you. ❞
being so close like this made lucio want to fall asleep, to curl closer to sebastian and just doze off into dreamland so easily. cuddles would always make him a little clingy, but hey, if sebastian didn't mind, the witch would never mention it. cozy thoughts screech to a halt at highschool. for the memories they chose to remember, it was a quiet affair. lots of fights. lots of darkness and closed doors. secrets kept and finding themselves. stomach gives a lurch as terrible memories began creeping in. ❝ ━….terrible.❞
a humorless smile curls lucio's lips, fingers tracing absent shapes on sebastian's forearm, leaning his head back against his shoulder. ❝ ━ i wasn't sure who i was back then. just someone who liked researching the macabre, a loner really, with a bad temper and a potty mouth and no self preservation. ❞ he's goes quiet for a moment, gnawing on his lip as lashes blink rapidly over his gaze, ❝ ━ between the mean girls and their dumbass, blockhead boyfriends, i was the subject of plenty of teasing, if that's what it can be called. they liked to shove me into closets. dark and damp and locked from the outside. just friends playing is the excuse they'd give when i finally got found. ❞
highschool memories were playing like a burning camera reel -- confrontations, slaps, darkness, suspensions after violence. ❝ ━ negative ten out of ten, wouldn't reccomend for anyone. bullying leaves a lasting effect that still leaves me with a deep mistrust of people and enclosed spaces. ❞ there's more, but that was the thick of it, but he's over it right ? probably more than he should admit, and yet he's comfortable enough to share.
#🔮. ◦ ✧ ✩ ( medicinal naturae ic. )#seb tag tba.#avaere#bullying /#👑ˑ » ( answered. ) ᶜʰᵒᵒˢᶤᶰᵍ ᵇᵉᵗʷᵉᵉᶰ ᵈᵉˢᵗʳᵘᶜᵗᶤᵒᶰ ᵃᶰᵈ ᵖᵉᵃᶜᵉˑ#not me shedding a tear jfc#i forget how sad he makes me sometimes#seb pls you pick the best questions
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