To say he was even ‘okay’ was a stretch, the boy had been walking with wide eyes since Patches had seen him again. He was wide awake, and seemingly paranoid of something, or at least bothered or disturbed. His hair was tied in total knots and frizzing out like crazy. Yet looked tired, no… exhausted, the stress of a war-torn soldier hung on his face.
Luca had hardly even heard himself say he was okay to Patches, so when the question was brought up again, he perked awake from his trance, and realised what he was even asking him.
are you okay? are you okay? are you okay?…
that question echoed through his mind for what felt like several minutes to Luca, but in reality was only maybe three seconds to Patches.
Luca looked down at the small doctor, and took a shivering breath, holding his hands close to his heart for vague comfort.
“No…” he admitted, closing his eyes. He didn’t CRY, but a couple stray tears rolled down his face.
“No I’m not…”
Luca accepted the doctor’s coat and used it to soak up the stray tears on his face as he listened to the Doctor’s rebuttal, although he didn’t want to get this thing too terribly wet, Luca knew he’d have to wear this coat later.
“W-well…..” Luca started. “….I-I guess I should… tell you… I-I’m w-what my older brother Gale calls a ‘Seer’.” he began.
“I-I’m a… a psychic a-and…. I-I….I see the future in my dreams.” Luca explained. “I-I… I know.. i-it seems… c-crazy… b-but… I-I….. w… I…. w-well….”
“I guess I should just show you so you can see for yourself….“
Luca then shut his eyes and a hush fell over the area as he took a deep breath in… and something unthinkable happened. A third eye opened on the child’s forehead, gently pulsing with an inner aura of gold and deep blue. A low sound hung in the air as a strange force gently billowed back Luca’s hair and small sparks of colorful electricity danced across his face and hair.. it was almost hypnotic to look at… but as soon as it had started…. the eye snapped shut, and Luca slowly opened his eyes.
"I-I… I know i-it’s…a-a… a l-lot to… t-take in… b-but.. i-it’s true…”
“I-i’m a seer…”
"And I see terrible things….. murder, assault, robberies, families being broken up, relationships ending, abuse… every night it’s something different… sometimes I even see it happen a couple days later… I-I’ve been a witness to kidnappings more than once……. I-I try to report it to police whenever it happens but…. sometimes it’s… just too late and on the news I’ll find out the person was never found…”
“A-and….”
“M-my parents don’t believe me, a-and aren’t nice to me… my other brother Alex doesn’t either… Gale tries to help me… but… h-he’s on the run… f-from police…”
well he was definitely caught off guard from the literal glowing third eye the child produced. Also you know the bomb that the child could actually see into the future. The doctor was in so much shock that he didn’t say anything for a moment and could only stare- trying to process what the child was saying.
“M-m-y goodness..’ he managed to blurt out before looking off to the side- fiddling with his thumbs. “That doesn’t sound pleasant at all. i’m sorry you have to live with the constant…wait…your parents aren’t nice to you?”
The little doctor was sniffing from within a box he managed to hide in. He never liked being dragged out into the battlefield only to be left defenseless an hour into battle. To survive he tried to find a hiding place but all he could scavenge in time was a small cardboard box.
His shoulders jolted when he heard a voice above him and he yelped- hugging his knees. He didn’t really respond as he was filled to the brim with fear as he’s never seen a freaking snake hybrid before. So he just sat there- shaking in his boots.
“Aw… I’m sorry.” She said with a sad look. “I have a Medic who has lots of trouble with her teammates as well. I usually try to comfort her when she feels lonely. Say… what’s your name, little guy?”
She tilted her head when she asked the question. Her eyes kept darting around to check fot BLUs, and she kept a grip on the box.
“Patches.” He managed to say without locking up too much- from the colors he could assume that they were on the same team but it was just so bizarre that this lady had snake parts.Though he wasn’t really normal either so how could he really judge? “I could ask the same about you…I’ve never seen your..uh. Type before.”
“I didn’t think anyone really cared too much about it. Guess I was wrong!
Det betyder mycket.”
Allssssooo going to invade here but I would like to thank the 219 followers that send in asks and basically keep this fun hobby going! I couldn’t be anymore grateful!
To say he was even ‘okay’ was a stretch, the boy had been walking with wide eyes since Patches had seen him again. He was wide awake, and seemingly paranoid of something, or at least bothered or disturbed. His hair was tied in total knots and frizzing out like crazy. Yet looked tired, no… exhausted, the stress of a war-torn soldier hung on his face.
Luca had hardly even heard himself say he was okay to Patches, so when the question was brought up again, he perked awake from his trance, and realised what he was even asking him.
are you okay? are you okay? are you okay?…
that question echoed through his mind for what felt like several minutes to Luca, but in reality was only maybe three seconds to Patches.
Luca looked down at the small doctor, and took a shivering breath, holding his hands close to his heart for vague comfort.
“No…” he admitted, closing his eyes. He didn’t CRY, but a couple stray tears rolled down his face.
“No I’m not…”
Luca slunk to the ground as Patches climbed up his shoulder, his breaths became increasingly disheveled and hurt. ‘are you okay’ was all he needed. He needed to tell someone about this.
Luca could only nod in response to Patches. It had been a bad week indeed, ‘bad’ was almost an understatement. If he wasn’t having a vision that showed him the most terrible acts of humanity, writhing in the screams and hurt of other people he couldn’t save in the trance of his dreams, it was nightmares. Nightmares about Monsters, or his parents… or his eldest brother.
But Patches didn’t know that… Nobody did.
“Y-you… w-wouldn’t b-believe it.. i-if I told you…” Luca stuttered between his panicked breaths and hurt sniffles.
“Oh Luca..” His heart ached badly like he saw a puppy getting kicked or something. He wasn’t sure how Luca was suffering and why he seemed upset but the doctor couldn’t stand by. Patches leaned away for a second and unbuttoned his lab coat and pushed it towards Luca. Offering it to wipe is tears away. It wasn’t like Patches was tall enough to go grab a tissue or anything.
“Here, use this. And you can tell me anything that’s wrong. Trust me. I’ve been through a lot of weird things if you can see.” He lightly chuckled but kept it quiet. Trying to comfort the poor lad.
on the one hand this is a joke post because lol i have never made a good post in my life, but also, if i hadn’t made the connection
between this update and my sudden nosedive in activity, i would have been really fucking discouraged about all the shit i’ve been working on lately. i guarantee there are people on tumblr right now who haven’t made that connection, and who are trying to figure out why suddenly no one likes anything they’ve made. and that fucking sucks.
Reminder to go into your settings and turn off ‘Best Stuff First’ because my activity’s tanked a couple days ago for no reason so this stuff IS happening.
You WILL miss content with that setting on.
i ain’t joking when i say that my activity looks JUST like this too and i wasn’t sure why
I can only find the option on the app under Settings > Dashboard Preferences.
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