People Think That Intimacy Is About Sex. But Intimacy Is About Truth. When You Realize You Can Tell Someone

shieldedchild​.

“Okay, fair, but…” True to their sibling nature, she snatched his prosthetic hand and splayed out his fingers like they were hers to splay.

“Consider this: I could paint your nails, or your approximate to fingernails. I could do jet-black, so you could be discreet and fashionable.”

     “ yeah? ”  stifling an amused chuckle at her suggestion, he flexed his fingers, head tilting slightly to one side. fashion had never been something that came to mind when he thought of katie, but if she was THIS invested in customizing his arm, he could indulge her a little.

     “ that would be a lot more subtle. alright, let’s do it. ...do you even have any nail polish around here? i don’t think i’ve ever seen you paint your nails. ”

WITCH AU.

born a rare space witch, shiro spent the first many years of his life learning and developing his magic & potential. even after the passing of his mother put him in an orphanage at the age of 11, he kept practicing, knowing it would have been what she’d wanted. 

while out searching for some herbs for a particular ritual one evening, shiro found himself distracted as he listened to the planets & the stars - and most importantly, the full moon. lost in the sounds of the universe, he was unsuspectingly attacked by a couple of werewolves. the scene was gruesome; blood was everywhere as he was tugged at from either side by the both of them, as they clawed and bit, and attempted to drag him off. at some point during the horror, the boy fell unconscious in combination from shock and blood loss, thus he was unable to witness the beasts being scared off by an unknown entity, leaving him behind in a limp, bleeding heap.

when consciousness found him again, shiro was in an unfamiliar home rather than the dark woods. he was cleaned up, and many of his wounds had been healed to some degree. he had been found in the middle of the night by the earth shaman dox, who had brought him back to his cabin and taken care of him. though nothing could be done to bring back the arm which had been lost during the moments he was the rope in a game of tug o’ war between two giant wolves, dox had been able to heal all of his wounds at least to the point that they were no longer bleeding. over many days, he would be able to continue to heal the injuries until they were nothing but scars.

while initially he stays with the shaman simply to heal, dox invites him to stay rather than return to the orphanage. already at an age where they were bound to kick him out to live on his own at any point anyway, being seventeen, it’s all the more reason to accept. it also feels safer to him to keep himself in the middle of the woods, near as few people as possible, now that he’s been passed the curse of those who attacked him.

thus, shiro joins dox in a semi-hermit lifestyle, assisting the shaman in his work and coming to terms with his new state of being. the curse of a werewolf suppresses the magic of a witch bitten, so shiro has lost access to everything he’s spent so much of his life developing and skills that he would use regularly. with time, he becomes more well-adjusted to things. he comes to like most aspects of his life with dox, and learns a great deal from him - even begins to slowly regain some of his own magic with his help.

ever want to just slash at your arm or some part of yourself bc killing yourself isn’t an option but you fucking need to do something?

my arms already have reasonably fresh scars from the last month or two and i just!!!! idk!!!! i can’t sleep today away too, so!!!!

collection of prompts  /  starter sentences taken from the  cursedsuggestion  blog 

“ tell me we’ll be safe at least for a little while ” “ no one can hear you and no one can help you ” “ ruin my life and never leave me ” “ haunt me , fucker ” “ leap off the precipice before anyone can shove you ” “ now you know how i feel about you ” “ think of me when you want to come home ” “ you made your choice so live with it ” “ don’t look back on it ” “ family does not guarantee safety ” “ you were an adult for most of your childhood ” “ you’ll be okay somewhere in that vague future tense ” “ what i’m saying is what happened was fucked up ” “ you’re crushed under the spine bending weight of yourself ” “ you fell in love with yourself and projected it onto me ” “ i’m the one with the power this time ” “ i bite off more than i can chew ” “ you ruined your own self ” “ i never say the right things ” “ you didn’t outgrow your misery  ,  you grew into it ” “ i look after me and mine ” “ we’re twin souls ” “ you molded me into something terrible ” “ i’m too rigid to bend back ” “ no one’s coming to fix you  ;  put yourself back together ” “ i’m not even a real person ” “ you don’t love  ,  you just devour what i give ” “ why do you expect others to treat you better than you treat yourself ? ” “ you should try to be you ” “ sometimes fixing something is stopping it from breaking further ” “ you don’t say what you mean  ,  just what sounds good ” “ all you do is watch ” “ i’m a bad habit with a bad attitude ” “ everything you are shown has a purpose ” “ someone else wears your face ” “ my soul is a bit fucked up ” “ i’ll burn the sheets when you go ” “ there is no god that i can see ” “ love isn’t an excuse ” “ scream into the universe until it screams back ” “ i wanted you to stay ” “ the past is with you  ,  for better or worse ” “ this hate keeps me warm in the winter ” “ i’m a wrong number ”

grimesucker‌.

@kienokoru​ | 574R73R C4LL

                                         “ the fuck’re you still doin’ up ? it’s late as shit. ”

     “ what, now you care about healthy choices? LATE NIGHTS is where you draw the line? i watched you join the other kids in chanting ‘chug chug chug’ when one of them showed up with a full bottle of booze. ”

anyone remember how i said i’m in love with the latest smite god? yeah... if a primordial goddess in the form of a sea dragon who views humans as inferior vermin sounds like ur jam, she there.

i need to do some grinding on my apex battlepass but after that i’m gonna try to write, focusing probs here, @forplikte​, & @nokkiru​,,

“am I supposed to be grateful to have survived this?”

— Brenna Twohy, from “I Know It’s a Little Late,” Forgive Me My Salt (via lifeinpoetry)

grimesucker‌.

MOST PEOPLE wouldn’t have such a TOUGH TIME picking a weapon - a lot of people came in already with an idea of their FAVORED TYPE - something SHARP ? something BLUNT ? something HEAVY ? —but dox supposes there’d never really been much fantasizing towards PERSONAL COMBAT MECHANICS during fifteen’s time up on MED-LEV. lot less CRIME, lot more KUMBAYA. 

…& in all honesty , he’s pretty surprised he got the kid to AGREE to come weapons shopping—DON’T GET IT WRONG, he’s GLAD that there wasn’t any HEEL-DIGGING, he’d just been prepared with a whole SPEECH that now he feels STUPID for rehearsing over & over in his head.

—though he doesn’t feel this way for LONG, self-criticism making way for something like PRIDE as fifteen’s attention seems caught by a KNIFE - dox’s own favorite type of weapon , & he wonders if fifteen’s into it for the TACTICAL benefits , or because he’s seen dox’s own proficiency & thought it NEAT .

        …most likely the former , but the grimesucker still awards himself a ‘ 6 ′ .

                                                            “ nice choice. ”

praise given sincerely , dox more than a little SMUG in the face of any option taken that involves BLADES— a nod towards cipher, who recites ‘450 counts,’ these of which dox passes off with a quick transaction between cipher’s collection device & his online drive ; during which they make remark, ‘ corrupting the kids again?’ to which dox responds with a shrug , ‘ i’m only equipping them to better handle it. ’

—with purchase made cipher passes over a nylon of which fifteen may attach to his person, the knife nestled neatly inside. as dox loops an arm around the kid’s shoulder & steers him away, cipher bids farewell with ring-adorned fingers waving goodbye in disconnected intervals. half-joking , dox grins in fifteen’s direction—

                                                      “ wanna get some PRACTICE in ?”

  with the knife, neatly sheathed, handed to him, shiro grips it in his hands and continues to eye it with some degree of WARINESS. this is his now. this is something he has to keep on his person at all times. while he may have been living in the undercity for a number of MONTHS now, it’s still difficult for him to grasp just how likely it is to wind up in a violent and dangerous situation at any time of any day. 

giving a slight start when dox’s arm wraps over his shoulders, the boy blinks and PULLS his attention away from the weapon. allowing himself to be steered away, eyebrows raise skeptically at dox’s prompt.

“ that seems UNSAFE, ”  he notes, frowning slightly. yeah, he’s going to have to learn how to fight with the knife SOMEHOW, but armed practice just seems like it’d be asking for unnecessary injury. ---dox’s healing abilities aside, shiro doesn’t want to harm him, and he’d really like to avoid a knife piercing his own skin. he’s still recovering mentally from the first time he experienced that.

     “ maybe some hand-to-hand instead? ”

shiro, cudding in bed w/ sendak:  wE’RE NOT DATING