#[delicious angst]

[mossy-cobble-slab]

You know, watching Grian window shop for a new alliance while one of his old teammates is still alive really brings back the memories...

*pushes up BadBoys(TM) sunglasses and wipes away a single tear*

[sickficideas]

beast ssk where chuuya is the only person dazai will allow near him when he's ill. any and all medical care has to be left for chuuya to do because dazai will kill anyone else who dares to approach him when he's so vulnerable

I love this so much as a concept I've never considered this because Beast Dazau truly is so secretive and I love the idea of this and Chuuya not really understand why he's the exception...but he does it because no one else can...Dazai so out of it from a high fever that he's been unconscious for hours and Chuuya is sitting beside his bed just quietly wondering to himself what his deal is

[space-bowl]

Soon you will see We'll animate just you and me Signed in blood or even ink Before you know we'll all be Part of this machine

-Blood and Ink by NateWantstoBattle

Bonus:

Just a dream...or a terrible memory?

[liccy]

May I ask about BFF-NOO for the wip game? The all caps speaks to me as does finding out who this BFF pair is.

Who else, but the ultimate BFF of any game! The Secret Moblin! I wanted to fully flesh out the little post-it draw I did... but i just couldn't get it to look right... thus forever a WIP. Maybe it's a good thing i didn't.

[abhainnwhump]

That moment when Whumpee is freed from captivity after years and they realize how much time has past. How much happiness, sorrow, celebration, progress, and events have happened among their friends and family. And they weren't a part of it.

[sepulcher666]

I mixed space marines, platonic intimacy, angst, and love to create this delicious concoction of paragraphs.

I was alone when I came into this fraternity of transhuman warriors. Alone and directionless, but not without purpose. I had taken it upon myself to take care of my aging guardians before they had died, and I was left alone to fend for myself. I was not related to them but saw it as my duty to repay them for taking me in. I had done the same thing for the Lamenter that had taken me in. He was a kind, albeit stern, teacher. I wonder if he saw me as a successor to his legacy. I never cared about the title that would pass to me after he died; I only cared for the aging warrior who had taken me in. He was my duty as much as my position was.

I can feel the beating of his twin hearts, erratic and warm against my palm as I press close to him. I support his armored body in a steady grasp, not heeding nor caring that his dark transhuman vitae that streams from his wounds and stains my tabard a deep crimson. His breathing is shallow and quick. His warm, hazel eyes that once held the glimmer of wisdom and faith i so adored cloud over with pain. His normally warm, dark skin was an unnaturally pale shade. 

Gerlaen, my teacher of one hundred and fourty years, is dying, and I am at his side to bid him farewell. As I did in my years as his pupil, I stay with him to see him till death takes him at last.. I once thought we would go together. I have thought and dreamed many times of dying by his side in glorious battle. I would have preferred it. Well,  I should have expected I would bid farewell to him after a century of kinship. It is time I will cherish until I die.

I feel can feel the warmth of the hand encapsulated within steel and ceramite. He takes my hand from his pauldron and places it over the crater on his cuirass. His eyes flicker with a note of affection. For but a moment, I wonder if it was possible that an astartes could feel fatherly affection. It was a foolish thought. Of course, he did. Why did I think this way?

“Listen to me, Dear Taharaen, one last time. I have something important to say.”

I shift my gaze to his eyes and fight the urge to look away. There is so much pain and sorrow in those eyes I loved; it is hard to keep my gaze on him. I must hear this, even if it rips my soul in two. I am not quite ready to let him go, but I must.

“I know you hate Phoros,  but you must do for him as you did for me.” It was an earnest plea. A last request. His voice was soft but filled with a gentleness that mercilessly wrenched my hearts out of my chest. I could not refuse him. Not when the father I had so loved wished one last thing of me. I would carry it out to my dying breath, and he knew I would.

               “He needs you.”

I nod, tears streaming down my face as I begin committing his words to memory, searing them into my head. I gather up his wounded form in my arms and press my forehead to his as his eyes became vacant and glossy with death.

“I will miss you, Gerlaen. I will miss you dearly.”

I closed his eyes for the last time. couldn’t speak well, my throat clamped with grief and relentless cursed melancholy, but I forced it out anyways, hoping the dying man would hear me. I closed his eyes for the last time and carried him out of the wreckage.

[autistic-britta-perry]

"How can we live without Forever? (...) I've already kind of lost Richarlyson, I've already lost Mike, I can't lose Forever"

[pearlhoardingdragon]

Broke: PearlRose is angsty because even though Pearl loved Rose so much, Rose didn't care about Pearl and just used and then abandoned her.

Woke: PearlRose is angsty because they love and care about each other SO MUCH but they are both socially inept and insecure and have terrible self-esteem, so they both doubt they are equally loved in return. They both doubt that they even deserve to be loved in return. Rose commits suicide because she is convinced she doesn't deserve love and is unloveable.

[crow-of-paradise]

Oh. U guys. It’s bad. It’s real bad. I only JUST met him. Gods bless Mary Kirby bc that first scene with him back at the lighthouse was made in a lab for me. WHO WOULDN’T WANT TO TAKE CARE OF THIS BABYGIRL PUNCHING BAG 😭😭😭

Rook immediately becoming so concerned in that first flirt option was so sweet and soft AND IF THIS IS WHAT THEIR ENTIRE ROMANCE IS BASED ON Emmrich has some serious competition. Idk what to do looool. I might just have to romance this dang telenovela man first lmao!!!

[lildreamycyclone]

Angsty af headcanons (i'm sorry) 😍

Warning: mentioned SH and bullying, hypersexuality, generally triggering topics.

Raddy was bullied really badly in the past, that's why he is so angry most of the time.

When he was bullied, Raddy harmed himself because of frustration. He still sometimes does it, which worries the others (mostly Simon, Oren and Durple)

Clukr discovered Rule 34 as a kid, got addicted, and became hypersexual since then. He does not search up Rule 34 anymore, but he is still hypersexual and he thinks it makes him gross.

Lime's life at mental asylum was a NIGHTMARE. He was abused and tazed by asylum workers (they mainly tazed him to calm him down during panic attacks), that's why he escaped.

Lime gets the most anxiety attacks (usually Vineria helps him dw)

Jevin had a toxic relationship with Black, still healing from it.

[nana-mizu-shiki]

Tim is taken aback by the depth of emotions he feels in that moment when Jason shows genuine compassion and understanding.

I'm pretty sure I already posted this one but I'm pretty sure I thought it was a oneshot or something because I did not finish it. So here.

"There's a good reason why both Joker and Ra's fear me,"

Yeah. That checks.

"He deserves to suffer. Death would've been too easy."

I love Tim's moral compass either being Company Policy or Malicious Compliance (*^^*)🥰☆ミ( ﾟ∀ﾟ)

"YOU BLEW UP HIS BASES?"

"YOU OUTSMARTED GRANDFATHER?"

"He threw you out a window?"

Great priority guys 👍 👏

[spider-swift]

whatever you do, DON’T IMAGINE carol mourning maria during the blip but keeping it to herself. the avengers wondering why she’s gone awol. bruce being the one to coax an explanation out of her. don’t do it!!

[ask-lute]

[Sadie] *recognizing the early look of an anxiety attack all too well, she springs into action. However, her voice remains calm and collected* Lute, hey, look at me. We’re going to go outside, okay? We’re going to get some fresh air, alright? *She clumsily takes some bills out of her small purse and tosses them on the table. She takes Lute’s hand and gently leads them outside. Once away from the bar, Sadie turns around and places her hands on Lute’s shoulders* Everything’s going to be okay, alright? Just look at me and breathe. Can you take some deep breaths for me, please? Here, I’ll do it with you. In, two, three. Out, two, three. In, two, three. Out, two, three.

[The dam breaks and tears start falling, Lute looks into Sadie's eyes and tries her hardest to breath slowly but the fact that someone is caring for her like reminds her even more of her relationship with Vaggie. And now Adam isn't here to make her laugh when she starts to falter.]

I- I-...[sob] I fucked up so much how can you even look a-at me?!-🗡

[idgiejr]

Can we talk about the lure and drama of the 90s?

I am loving Under the Bridge for so many reasons, but I also feel the same tug I felt while watching The X-Files. The drama of not having cell phones or immediate access to people via social media or technology.

[altocat]

Whichever anon it was that song-recommended Creatures In Heaven for Sephgen I want you to know that I LOATHE you beyond all reasonable comprehension.

Life=ruined

[rawr-gorg-smash]

YOU GUYS, I BEAT THE GAME

Me, to wife: What do you want to do for your birthday?

Wife: Don’t buy me anything.

Me: <Suspicion>

Wife: There’s something else you can do for me.

Me: <Suspicion intensifies>

Wife: Read my WIP?

Me:

Wife:

Me:

Wife:

Me: Sure?

Wife:

IT WAS SUCH GOOD WRITING. I LAUGHED. I CRIED. IT WAS SO GOOOD. AND SHE’S SOOOOOOO HAPPY.

@celestemagnoliathewriter We are totally winning this marriage thing.