Just a bunch of idiots trying to save people

Anonymously tell my muse what either your muse or you, the mun, think would fix them

reblog this if you're fine with your mutuals sending you asks unprompted

not doomed by the narrative but saved by the narrative. yeah i know you'd rather die than keep suffering but the story doesn't actually care what you want. you have to keep going, even when it hurts. even being erased from existence won't stop you from being salvaged from the wreckage of un-being. get up. keep pushing. keep bleeding. keep living.

Which OC knows how to hotwire a car?

"Nah, I don't really like talking about my powers much. It's like seeing people in a different light." He bit his lip. "I just don't want to be the weird guy, you know..."

"Not to seem insensitive but youre not special" Layla said with a slight shrug. "I have powers too. So does my brother. So youre not the weird guy unless like.. you dip pickles into peanut butter or something"

"Nah," Martin retorted, "I mean people would always shun me, even when I was a kid." He didn't look at her, as he thought he was going to get some choice words thrown at him for being so candid.

"Thats a them problem then" Layla huffed, more at the situation than at him. "Kids are cruel. I hate to admit I've been the mean kid but I also had some mean stuff aimed at me as well over the years. You being shunned doesn't mean theres anything wrong with you. Doesn't make you bad. Especially as a kid. People just are uncomfortable around things that are different and sometimes it comes out in bad ways. Again, not a you issue. Youre just being yourself."

love a character that's like. i survived (<- not a brag) (<- this is a curse that weighs on me every waking hour)

More characters ending disabled and happy NOW

"Okay? And what did you sense about me then?" Layla asked as she brushed her knees off

"Nah, I don't really like talking about my powers much. It's like seeing people in a different light." He bit his lip. "I just don't want to be the weird guy, you know..."

"Not to seem insensitive but youre not special" Layla said with a slight shrug. "I have powers too. So does my brother. So youre not the weird guy unless like.. you dip pickles into peanut butter or something"

"Okay? And what did you sense about me then?" Layla asked as she brushed her knees off