Do you think hauntings can go both ways. Like, if a ghost is a dead person who can't move on, what is an alive person who can't let go of someone dead? Grief as a form of haunting. Dragging the memory of a corpse with you because it's all that's left of them. Seeing them out of the corner of your eye sometimes. You know. It pairs nicely with obsession of revenge
Person: Do you have a valentine?
Slytherin: No, I have anxiety
Part 4
Hattie scowled down at her phone when it rang loudly, interrupting the silence she had cultivated inside her apartment. It had been a difficult last few days, consisting of her having to eliminate several targets
She had finally arrived home, ate a simple meal and fell into bed intending to sleep for at least ten hours. But then her damn phone rang
Not recognizing the number, she had been tempted to not answer, but she knew he bosses would use burner phones
Answering, she growled
"Shaw."
"H-Hatts?"
Hattie blinked in surprise as a child's voice called out her name. Sitting up, she frowned and a cold shiver went down her spine
"Who is this?" She tried to soften her voice, but knew she still had a harsh note
"Hatts, it's me. Owen."
Hattie went numb
What?!
There was absolutely no way Owen had called her using a wobbly child's voice, on the brink of tears. There was no way he was that crazy
Right?
Took caught up trying to think how ridiculous her brother could be, Hattie didn't respond soon enough and prompting the child to go off on a tangent
"I don't know what's happening, Hatts. I woke up all wet and cold, and these people took me to a scary place. But this nice lady, Letty, gave me her jacket and then took me out for dinner. But then I saw all these weird looking things. I think they're phones? So I stole one and tried calling Deck, but he didn't answer, do you think he doesn't like me anymore? And I tried to call you-"
Finally, the little boy took a deep breath. But before he could keep going, Hattie spoke up
"Owen, where are you right now?"
"At home."
Hattie sighed. At least that made things easier
"Owen, listen to me. I want you to stay there and I'll come and get you. Do not open the door for anyone."
"Okay."
She didn't want to hang up, just in case he did something stupid. No matter what age he was, she knew he was capable of anything
It only took her twenty minutes to arrive at their old home. None of them had lived in it for years, but she knew their mother kept it cleaned for her own personal use and business
When she arrived, she used her own key to open the door and called out
"Owen? It's Hattie!"
She listened closely until soft footsteps came to meet her
Hattie felt as if she was slapped when she spotted him
The little boy barely even came up to her hip he was so small. His hair was shaggy and long, while his clothes looked far too stylish for his age. He looked up at her with wide, curious eyes
"Why are you so big?" He whispered in awe
"Because I'm an adult." Hattie said dumbly
"But I'm older than you!" Owen pouted and crossed his arms
Hattie blinked at him and felt a smile tug at her lips
"And you'll grow up to be taller than me. But right now, you're a small fry."
He narrowed his eyes at her, his pout still strong. Hattie met his gaze evenly, but inside, she was freaking out
What the hell was she going to do with a miniature version of her older brother?!
Akutagawa nearly staring in awe at Atsushi when he realizes how strong he is and that he's finally found someone worthy of being his "trial" is something I think about and then scream
Like he'll go on and on about how weak Atsushi is but then look at him like this
So the 27th of February marked the two year anniversary of my first character ask, and because I'm sentimental, I decided to do a complete redraw of it. Of course, because I procrastinate like hell, it took forever. Oh well, I still enjoyed it, and now I can finally move back onto the other thing I was working on.
This also coincided surreally with me reaching 800 followers, so thank you all. I didn't think I'd ever end up breaking 100 let alone 800.
*Also, I want to link you back to this post, which helped me immensely with the shading process. Thank you @geek-png !
Hobbs and Shaw(s)
A soulmate is a best friend, but more. It’s the one person in the world who knows you better than anyone else. It’s someone who makes you a better person. Actually they don’t make you a better person, you do that yourself. Because they inspire you. A soulmate is someone that you carry with you forever. It’s the one person who knew you and accepted you and believed in you before anyone else did. And no matter what happens you’ll always love them. Nothing can ever change that.
Dazai IS a fucking mood
Deckard: *Tries to turn on the lights* Luke! You forgot to pay the electricity bill!
Luke: Isn’t it Owen’s turn?
Owen: I don’t even live here
Luke: Our fridge says otherwise
Owen:
Owen is a freeloader and Luke doesn't hesitate to call him out on it
letting myself be vulnerable for the sake of being honest with myself and others, to be authentic, and learning to let go of the fear of being seen and heard. this is who I am. I care a lot, I feel deeply, and I want people to know that I like them and I want to be there for them. I want to live my little life to the fullest even though my chronic illness often gets in the way and won’t let me do all I want to.
I will be patient with myself and accept that my vulnerability isn’t necessarily a weakness or something that makes me pathetic and that I should hide it. I’m too tired to give a fuck. I want people in my life to know who I am, and I want them to know I care about them, and maybe that will help them feel less afraid of their own vulnerabilities too.
I will be my imperfect self, and I will own it. I am soft, and sensitive, but I am finally letting go of worrying about how people will perceive this. I have found a lot of resilience because I love this world so much, I won’t be anyone else but me, and that’s how I chose to be a part of this place I love.
And it does make me feel a little afraid, but it also makes me feel like I am strong in my own way. It helps me feel I am living life to the fullest.
I care deeply. This is who I am. I am owning up to it. I am alive and one day I will be looking back to this time and I want to know I have lived it to the fullest by being authentic.
Fast and Furious Memes (3/x): Middle Child Edition
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