#//here have some pain

[alaraselwyn]

where: little tart bakery around ten pm who: @jamesffleamont when: 4th of august, 2024

The reality of her situation was sinking in. It wasn't a nightmare that she could wake up from, the ring on her finger a constant reminder of the life she was about to lead. The emptiness that filled her felt suffocating and even more so that she had moved out of her flat above her bakery, leaving it for Greta, to move in with her fiancé; her parents pushing for her to live with him. They were proud that both of their daughters were promised to upstanding respectable families within the pureblood society.

She couldn't bring herself to return back to the townhome, not yet, stuck in her kitchen at the bakery, losing herself in her baking; yet even that wasn't going to work for her. Smoke filled the room, quickly moving to pull out the pumpkin pastries that were burnt. BURNT. Alara had never burnt anything in her life, and considering their meaning, she broken. Tears streamed from her eyes, the anger and hurt no longer able to contain and without much thought, she started to throw items that her fingers found around the room, the breaking of glass or clatter of pans hitting the floor not satisfying enough.

"This isn't fair." She yells out into the room, reaching for her standing shelves, using the strength she has to push them over, everything on them falling to the ground. Her chest heaves, fingers grabbing at the root of her hair, pulling hard, when she looks up to find a figure standing there through glossy eyes. She blinks back a few times, dropping her hands to wipe under her eyes to finally realise who was standing there.

"Jae," she whispers in shock, moving around the island in the middle of the kitchen, and without much thought, her arms wrap around him, burying her face into his chest. "I don't want to marry him." She mumbles.

[tawnysoup]

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[vextech]

i love that i read SO many jayvik fics about the divorce beginning with jayce being horrified at what viktor had done with the hexcore, only for it to turn out that jayce actually did not give a SINGLE fuck, didn't even flinch at the sight of his hand and leg, and was ecstatic when it ended up saving his life. i am absolutely obsessed

[basofy]

tw upsetting topic

[corpsentry]

a glass sun 1/2

[choccy-milky]

bird in her gilded cage 💙🪽

[timethehobo]

If Rook had to choose between themselves or a companion in a losing fight.

[thorfinnrowlex]

We're too far gone.

The words pierced his heart, slowly closing the box before coming to stand up, creating some space between them. This deep part of him wanted to wrap his arms around Athena and console her, but the rejection he was feeling, it kept the walls to continue to build up. A bitterness started to evade him, the coldness that could cloud his eyes, never for her, did.

Thorfinn simply nods his head. This was how their story was going to finally end. The years they spent together, even the ones when they were not together, nothing but a past memory. "Then why are you here?" There was a icy tone to his voice, knuckles turning white on the hand that clenched around the ring box. "If this is truly over, and my betrayal is too much, then why are you here?" Hurt for him turned into anger, and he wanted Athena out of his line of sight to deal with his emotions alone.

"You need to go and never come back." He meant it this time, once she walked out the door, or apparated, there would never be a them.

Athena had expected many things from this conversation, she'd tried to anticipate the many ways it could turn so that she wouldn't be hurt worst. But out of all the things her mind could've gone through, never once could she had prepared for what Thorfinn did. Her gaze was already a blur of tears as her hand ran up and down her inner forearm, somehow hoping it would soothe the pain she was experiencing. Still her eyes had followed his every move as he stepped away, looking for something, not quite understanding.

It wasn't as though she understood anything afterwards either, yet she knew what was happening the moment she saw the little box, deep azure hues finding his, a question, a plea, she knew what he was about to do and her heart slammed against her chest, threatening to get out. And then he did it, the blonde dropped to his knee and the diamond ring came before her eyes, adrenaline shot through her veins in such an unexpected rush that the air was knocked off her lungs and everything became silent.

He loved her, he really did. Everythig she ever wanted was right in front of her, the love of her life vowing to a life together, the sort of commitment you couldn't just break. Everything she ever wanted was right in front of her, so why couldn't she shake the bitter taste from her mouth, why couldn't she turn a blind eye to what had drilled a hole in her heart? The brunette's eyes filled with tears, whatever composure she had left running off the hill just like the tears streamed down her cheeks. She could barely breathe, desperately grasping for air though her hand didn't shake as it met his forehead, fingers gently running through his blonde locks. "I love you, Thorfinn Rowle." Athena spoke the truth in a whisper, her tone reflecting the love she felt. Why did it have to be now, why did he have to wait so long... too long.

"We're too far gone." The witch breathed out, words tainted by the cracks in her voice, tears blinding her vision entirely as she fought to look at him, really look at him. "You've betrayed my trust too many times, Finn. I c-can't..." It hurt, every word ached within her, destroying whatever might be left of her, raw emotion battling the last straw of conscience. "It took you so damn long, too long. I'm so, so very sorry." Athena finally looked away, the sight of him much too painful.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Average Drama Enjoyer observes some peak drama.

[aroace-rizgukgak]

*goes up to a group of four friends* okay but which of each of you is teamwork, network, community and belonging?

[royalarchivist]

Tubbo: I swear to God, Chat - I promise you, if it's the last thing I do, I am going to break up Fit and Pac.

Mike passed the crown of #1 Hideduo hater to Tubbo, and Tubbo took that title very seriously.

[ Full Subtitle Transcript ↓ ]

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Pac: I have a date with Fit tomorrow! You know the news, Tubbo?

[ Tubbo's Homophobic Arc ]

Pac: I got a date with Fit tomorrow!

Tubbo: You're - no... You're kidding..

Pac: Yeah, for real! Look - Mike shaved my hair you know, and gave me a new outfit so I can be like, sharp for tomorrow. ...You guys like it? You like it, Sunny?

[Judgemental silence]

Tubbo: That's so cool man, what he hell. That's fckin' sick.

Pac: Yeah, thank you! I knew it, I knew you'd- Oh, thank you, Sunny! I knew you guys were gonna love it, you know? I knew it.

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Tubbo: I swear to God- I swear to God- We need to add homophobia to the QSMP, I swear to God- I swear to God-

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Tubbo: Guys, I have to do everything in my power to break them up. What do you mean "no"?! This is awful, Sunny! This is awful!

Sunny: But why Pa?

Tubbo: THEY WERE NEVER MEANT TO GET TOGETHER! The stars told me so! They were never meant to actually get together!

Sunny: WHY PA

Tubbo: It's just wrong, Sunny! It's just wrong! I dunno how to explain it to you. It's just wrong!

Sunny: But it's loveeeee

Tubbo: ...If that's what you want to call it.

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Tubbo: HOW IS THERE GONNA BE ENOUGH SPACE BETWEEN THEM FOR ME NOW, SUNNY?!

Sunny: You're telling me you've never been in love Pa?

Tubbo: Listen, it's just not right.

Sunny: But I like bodyguard Fit and driver Pac :(

Tubbo: I like them too! They're my best friends! But they can't be together.

Sunny: I think you are projecting

Tubbo: PROJECTING WHAT? HUH!?

Sunny: I will find you someone, Pa.

Tubbo: I DON'T WANT SOMEONE! I DON'T WANT SOMEONE IT ONLY SERVES TO DISAPPOINT ME AND GET MY HOPES UP AND LEAVE ME- LEAVE ME NOTHING BUT A SHELL! A SHELL OF A MAN!

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Tubbo: Sunny - They're gonna hurt each other, Sunny- they're gonna hurt each other! And how will there be enough space between them for me now?

Sunny: Why would they do that if they care for each other?

Tubbo: People that care about each other, Sunny, hurt each other all the time! ALL THE TIME!

Sunny: But I care about you, and I don't hurt you.

Tubbo: No, that's different! That's different! The love that we have for each other is unconditional. Ok?

Sunny: Pa, I think you're just scared.

Tubbo: I'm not scared, I'm logical. All flags look red when you're wearing rose-tinted glasses.

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Tubbo: [In response to Sunny talking about Aypierre's agreement to build her a statue] You already have a statue! [Sunny hits him] Ow!

Tubbo: What about the one Fit and Ramon made you for your birthday? [Tubbo has an idea] See? Do you think Fit would have time to do stuff like that if he's too- if he's too preoccupied with his little shag buddy? I don't think so! I don't think so!

Sunny: Wait.

Tubbo: See? You see what I'm saying? You see what I'm saying!

Sunny: You have a good point now

Tubbo: See? You under- yes, exactly! We HAVE to break them up! They can still be friends! Fck it, friends with benefits! But they cannot be together. We cannot let them.

Sunny: OK I'M IN

Tubbo: [Claps] I KNEW I COULD COUNT ON YOU! I knew I could count on you!

-

[Looking at fanart of Pac, Fit, and himself]

Tubbo: We- we have to split them up. We have to fckin' split them up. Oh, but I'm in this one! Oh, that's so-[Realizes it's him crying as a third-wheel] SEE?! SEE?! THEY KNEW! THEY KNEW! THEY FCKIN' KNEW! THEY FCKIN' KNEW!

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Tubbo: [In a thick "red-blooded American" accent] Wha- I just don't understand why they have 'ta keep shoving it down our throats! Goddamnit! I JUST WISH IT WASN'T MY SMP! [He hits his desk and laughs]

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Dono: Streamer becomes homophobic 'cause he can't get any

Tubbo:

Tubbo: Sunny, I'm just gonna need to brb for a moment.

Tubbo: [Stands up from his desk, walks away, and screams]

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Tubbo: I swear to God, Chat - I promise you - if it's the last thing I do, I am going to break up Fit and Pac.

[aurorasinistrax]

Was it smart to be this close to her ex-boyfriend? His scent intoxicated her, a reminder of the home they were slowly building, and when it came time to lean on each other, he decided it was best to step away - to protect her. Aurora Sinistra was not weak, and despite her demeanour around others, she knew how to stand her ground. That was what led her to joining the Order, finding some satistfication in the way he looked at her the first meeting.

He destroyed her. Ripped her heart right out of her chest and danced on it, before handing back a third of what she was. Aurora was angry at him, part of her wanting to curse him, perhaps leak out the truth of what he was, but she couldn't. Not when she was still in love with him. She hated him the most for that.

"You're not allowed to say that." Aurora didn't mean to snap. She could comment on him, declare that he still owned her heart, but he wasn't allowed. He walked away from her. He ruined them. He didn't love her. She takes a deep breath. "You can't say that." Some space put between them.

Remus wished he could read Aurora’s mind. Alas, legilimency was not in his bag of tricks — not that his bag of tricks was very full. He wondered what she was thinking. Was she happy to see him? Did she dread it? Was she sad? Did she want to hurt him? — what was she thinking? He had no way of knowing unless he asked her and he definitely wasn’t going to do that but it was killing him not knowing. He used to always know but now? He couldn’t read her. She was being pleasant enough but that could easily be a mask and if there was anything Remus knew about it was masks.

He was also having flashbacks. Flashbacks of how things ended. He had hurt her. Remus was a gentle soul who never intended to hurt anyone but there he had been hurting a person he loved so deeply. He remembered her tears. He remembered the tears he shed afterward. It wasn’t an easy decision to make and an even more difficult thing to do. He loved her and that’s why he had to let her go.

But now. Now she was part of the Order. Could things change? He missed her. Seeing her there confirmed it. No. Things couldn’t change. How could she forgive him?

With the candy exchange Remus couldn’t help but smirk. It was innocent, pure. And as she stumbled over her words he lowered his head. “You look good too,” he nodded. “You know what I mean.” I miss you.

[sideblogdotjpeg]

ive been thinking about the red string superstition recently and also sol bufo always and it makes me sick how uncannily caldwell tanner has made sol to perfectly target me personally

(+ cropped versions !)

[creekfiend]

I used to get an arguments on facebook and it bit me in the ass enormously because it turns out that when you get an arguments on facebook habitually, you'll be interacting with a lot of other people who get an arguments on facebook habitually, and most of these people are deeply unpleasant and they will be super mean to you in really fucked up ways. so for a couple of years I just sort of dropped off ever interacting with anyone who said things that I did not agree with. I would just scroll past stuff or I would get upset about it privately and move on. I did not ever engage. and the last couple of weeks I've started being able to say things in response to things I don't agree with in ways that I feel lay out what my perspective is but do not get overly invested in "winning" or "proving" anything -- I will say my piece generally for the benefit of other people who might be reading the conversation and need to hear what I have to say. and then I will turn notifications off and go do something else.

anyway. wow. y'all heard about this? pretty cool shit.

[honeyfractals]

a broken woman

[youchangedmedestiel]

Friend: What are you doing right now?

Me: I have a lot of projects.

Friend: Oh so cool, what are those? New job, new business, new home, new relationship?

Me: Ok, I have a lot of SPN/Destiel projects.