#to be a man? or a monster? // OC: Aleksandr Zhivago Levitsky

[thefearfulheart]

Miika: Alek, I think you should play the role of my father. Aleksandr: I don't wanna be your father. Miika: That's perfect. You already know your lines.

[kaydreamman]

what if i just cease to exist huh, what if i just sob and die.

— David Cronenberg, Consumed

[thefearfulheart]

Overdue Intro Post

Been meaning to do this for awhile in all honesty.

I'm going to be posting more oc content (content in general will be somewhat inappropriate) and most of them have heavy themes that include: abuse, cannibalism, sexual content, mild mutilation, manipulation, unhealthy power dynamic's and quite a few other theme's that I will tag appropriately when the need arises.

Would prefer minor's to not follow me given that the content I will post will be inappropriate.

Mostly will be posting about anything that interests me but a majority of it will be Malevolent, The Magnus Protocol and Vampire the Masquerade since I'm obsessed with those.

Ask me anything about my oc's if you want and I'll answer if you want. I'm easy lol

[thefearfulheart]

Untittled Superhero au thing

Alek grunts as he plucks another shard of glass from his hip, gritting his teeth on his leather glove as he does so. His breathing picks up as he places the small shard with the others that he has gathered on the gas station’s bloodstained sink.

The coppery smell practically fills the entire bathroom and it makes him feel sick.

It’s pure agony as he plucks another one from his hip.

There’s just a little more to go.

But he can’t help but think it’s been hours as he slowly, carefully gets rid of the tiny shards of glass from his flesh.

Alek can’t help but almost shudder in relief as he finally gets rid of them from his flesh and he can feel his wound slowly start to knit itself painstakingly back together until the brutal, bloody wound is only a faint pinkish mark on his skin.

He practically spits out his glove from his mouth and rubs a hand over his face.

A pain in the ass to do but better to get it over and done without so he doesn’t have to worry about his flesh healing over the glass.

The metahuman turns the tap and watches as the blood and small shards slowly drain inside the sink until all that’s left is the larger shards of glass in it.

He’ll have to clean it up but that can wait.

Alek ignores the harsh banging at the door.

“Fuck off, I’m a bit busy in here if you haven’t noticed?” He hisses out as he haphazardly cleans himself up as best as he can, wiping away whatever blood he has on him with paper towels and water. “Gimme 5? I won’t be too much longer.”

He drags his shirt over himself and wraps his black coat before throwing the glass into the bin.

Not the best idea but this is a shitty little no-name gas station that nobody should bat an eye at.

He wishes he could get rid of the smell of blood though.

It practically reeks of it…along with piss and the stinging smell of bleach mixing in the air.

Disgusting.

[kaydreamman]

yep, sounds about right.

Miika: Alek, I think you should play the role of my father. Aleksandr: I don't wanna be your father. Miika: That's perfect. You already know your lines.