#Can We Talk About How Franziska Von Karma Can Have Me Any Day?

#Can we talk about how Franziska Von Karma can have me any day?

favorite character from any media BUT it has to be a woman. in the tags now go (pls talk to me about your favorite fictional women pls pls pls pls)

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mortzm

1 year ago

My point exactly:

How r there not more fanfics about takeda-sensei being a litteral dad to the entire fucking team ??? Why is he slept on so much ????

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mortzm

6 months ago

A Prayer

My Lord Apollo, Lord of the Sun, of Dance and Music, of Poetry and Art, of Herbs and Flowers and Healing, Protector of Seers and Bringer of the Light that illuminates the Future, Greatest Player of the Lyre, Greatest of Archers, Upholder of Justice and Averter of Evil. Please hear my call. Illuminate this night and ward of the darkness that seeks to invade my thoughts and emotions. Lend me your light and bring joy and warmth back to my life. Let the spring of my creativity well up once again, so it may bring to flourish art and writing as it once used to. Heal what has been wounded in me, cure what has been infested by the sickness brought into my life. Heal my body, this pain, this fatigue, that plagues me. These fevers and inflammations. Hold me in your protective and healing embrace and guide my path towards a brighter future. Let your song fill my life, let it ring from my lips in passion, in joy, in beautiful emotions. And please, keep safe my heart and my soul; these most vulnerable parts of me, that endured so much and need a gentle healer's touch, to wake up and mend. Don't let go of me, be with me every step of the way. I do not know where I'm heading, so I want to trust you, to guide me to safety, light and warmth and joy, to a place of healing. 🌄

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mortzm

9 months ago

you're living someone's dream life

After I lost my brother and was displaced from my home, I realized that my previous life was a blessing that I had not realized. After giving birth in a tent and experiencing severe bleeding, I realized that life is very short. Imagine losing your brother, the people dearest to you, your home, and your family. What would your life be like with a heavy heart? I ask you to help me. Any amount will make a difference.

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mortzm

1 year ago

Hello I'm back guys :]

Mental health patient!Miguel O'Hara x nurse!reader

/!\ CONTAINS THE SUBJECT OF MOURNING,LOSS OF LOVED ONES AND SIGNS OF S€LF H@RM /!\

Read at your own risks.

You were watching him since he arrived a few months ago.Bearely eating and sleeping,just looking at the two pictures he brought with him. The little picture frames had a picture of his daughter in a football jersey and the other one with his wife and her obviously pregnant belly.

The only time he talked was at breakfast to ask for coffee.The other patients tried to talk with him but his stern expression clearly turned them off and now he was alone at his breakfast table.

Miguel O'Hara was an empty hole now that his gorgeous wife and energetic daughter were not there to fill him up with joy.They died in a car accident when Miguel was at work,they wanted to surprise him for his birthday with a cake at his workplace but a truck hit their car on side , hurting his wife badly and Gabriella died of her injuries.

When he came home after staying by their side at the hospital, everything was calm,too calm , nobody to ask him how his day went ,nobody to complain about his scratchy beard. He quickly went downhill, and started cutting himself, the blood drawn from his wrists relieving the pain in his heart. His brother who heard the news sometimes checked on him ,trying to help him.He brought him to therapy , group therapy , tried other kinds of medecine but none of them worked to soothe his mind.

After all they went to see him, if he took the day off for his birthday and did not drown himself in work like always ,maybe they could've still been here?

But one day ,Miguel didn't answer Gabi's call.One time,two time,five times! He then drove to check on his brother ,worried of his state ,will he be still alive?

Miguel was barely , his body lazily laying on his bed,Gabi couldn't tell if he was asleep or unconscious but when his brother didn't flinch at his pinch ,he immediately called 911 and helped save his brother's life. Miguel tried to overdose himself to leave this world and join his wife and daughter's one.

Which brought him here ,in your service at the psychiatric hospital where doctors tried to but obviously failed to help him with mourning.He only liked you , your smile reminded him of Gabriella and you had the same eyes as his wife.It was a miracle when his hoarse voice complimented you on your hair. When he was in the common room ,it was now his habit to discuss with him about anything ,he was telling about his last job at Alchemax ,his brother that got a chipped tooth because of him , how he taught Gabriella to play football. He would talk about anything if it was with you.

Today was no different,you were sitting in the library with him ,doing crosswords of today's newspaper. When the definition "It pushes to help others" in 10letters appeared

"If I was in the room with the doctor would it help you?,you said ,scribbling letters down

-Why?

-To help you walk small steps into getting better,it would be a nice effort no?

-I don't know if I will ever get better,Y/N.There is no hope for me.

-Miguel..,you took his hand, you're not gonna get better in a blink,you need to take baby steps..and if I need to help you take those steps it would be with pleasure.I would love for you to see your brother again,you have so much opportunities waiting for you.You're only 31..."

He sighed ,rubbed his eyes and let go of his glasses.He actually thought about your proposition,your presence soothed him so maybe he would open up a bit more?

"One try then.And if it doesn't work you'll have to stop trying to make me feel better."

You nodded,taking his hand and smiled

"Thank you Miguel and I promise you, this will be your first step into getting back out there".

Days later , Miguel actually talked to the doctors,you were always at his side to rub his shoulders,encourage him , whispering how proud you were of him and praising him for opening up about tough subjects.Of course it wasn't done in days but as months goes by he felt a bit better ,you were to help him take his first baby steps and now he sometimes went without you to doctor's appointments.

The day the doctor released him from the facility he looked back at the crosswords you did that day and completed the last cases left empty.

"It pushes you to help in 10?

-Yeah it was the only word I couldn't find ,you smiled at the door frame,happy to see him rested and ready to go outside,nicely dressed in his shirt and pants when just months ago he would be in sweats and dirty tatoo exposing his once muscles biceps.

-Hm..Solidarity"

You smiled as he finally completed the crosswords and looked back at you,hugging you tightly.

Years later,you didn't have much of his news until a wedding invitation came in your office, joined by a picture of him and his new partner ,happy as ever.

THERE YOU GO!

That scenario got into my head months ago and I wrote it just today lol, I tried to remember some elements from my own experience but I'm sorry if it was a bit uncanny??

Take care of yourselves,if you got bad ideas or thoughts remember people cares about you and get help from people who you trust <3

Love on y'all °3°