#🧸.death

[wolke17]

nah I know I’ll never heal from choso’s death, that shit has me traumatized for the rest of my life I’m not kidding

[nateezfics]

happy birthday to me AND one year anniversary of these hongjoong pics 🥴🫣

[blakbonnet]

im sorry but someone this pretty should not have to go through the kind of stuff he has

[darlingpwease]

who won, who survived, who will tell the story

♡ unhealthy behaviour (past, wwx), animalistic behaviour, fluff, parenting; single parent!reader, alpha!reader, wen!reader if you squint, sect leader!reader implied, wei wuxian x reader implied

WEN YUAN is not sleeping well.

He often wakes up at night, whimpers, pokes nose into your chest or hip, trying to curl up into a ball, like a tiny kitten looking for the presence of his parent, without which his body became as tense as a stretched arrow of a bow — and sleeps badly. You can't leave even for a moment, holding him tightly to you, not letting the puppy even for a moment feel the absence of the smell of his parent, the head of the pack, in which only he and you are.

Perhaps it would be more correct to raise him communally, as everyone do with orphans, — but you can't afford this, even if you have enough things that require attention. The time after the war is always difficult, especially with the abundance of demonic cultivators and evil spirits, but you can't remember the last time you took up weapon, spending all your time with documentation and your puppy, which is so sticky and clingy — sometimes it seems to you that you have a small tail, who purrs quite when you press put him to chest, and fall asleep in your clothes in a simple nest that you always make for him when sit up late.

WEN YUAN loves big nests, snacks (especially sweet ones), burrowing into your clothes, beautiful melodies and watching you do something, and you really try your best not to indulge him excessively, even if the sight of his ruddy plump puppy-ish cheeks causes you to be touched and delighted. He doesn't smile as brightly as before, before what happened, but you still do everything possible to make him a happy and protected puppy, even if someone calls it wrong. This is the first time you talk seriously to him when he tries to fake a smile to make you happy, realizing it by the eager sparkle in his eyes full of impatience — and even if it makes you feel warm, you have already had the experience of this "I'm fine, please look at my smile and believe that everything is fine".

This is the first time you calm your puppy in your arms, convincing him that you don't blame him at all, but you don't want him to fake his emotions just for you — (you've already had such an experience) you're flattered that he's doing this for you, but that doesn't mean it's necessary. Everything is fine (everything is fine now), there is no need to portray anything (do you really think that I don't see?!), you will accept any of his emotions (you continue to run from problems, pretending that everything is fine!) and feelings (have you ever thought about me?!). After all, it's harmful for everyone to fake their emotions (what are you talking about? I'm totally fine), and he doesn't need to do this unless absolutely necessary (how can I be with you if you constantly leave me behind?!).

You will accept your WEN YUAN by anyone (you are not like other alphas), no matter (you are special) who he is (even if you are an alpha) or what he will do (after everything we have been through...), he is forever your puppy.

(you can mark me! this will be our secret!)

There is an evil world around him, with terror and pain; but he only needs to hide, sleep soundly and not be afraid of anything. You will take care of everything else. You can't bring back his biological family, — you would give anything to do that, — but you can make this puppy your family, not only by blood, but by feelings. Instincts. Smells. Rubbing against him, leaving your fragrance on top of his milky one, letting him bite your skin slightly and trying to get into the fabric of your clothes to feel hidden and small — you really do what you think is necessary, raising your son the best person, no matter if he turns out to be alpha, omega or beta.

If WEN YUAN wants to, he will take over your duties — but if he doesn't want to, then you will find someone else to raise. He will choose his own path. He will live in a much nicer and more peaceful world, even if you perfectly understand that this does not mean that the world will be safer when you rub your nose against his stomach, making the puppy giggle. He will have a choice — what you didn't have; he will have a loving pack, a strong foundation, peace and protection.

What you didn't have.

what he didn't have(?)

And one day he blows you away.

He will definitely do it.

just like he did.

You have made millions of mistakes — and you will make no less in the future. Sorting through documents and letters while WEN YUAN sleeps on your lap, so small but strong, you know that it doesn't hurt anymore. Nothing else hurts in your heart anymore.

and the mark doesn't hurt anymore.

[terabyte-teddybear]

sister carpenter

[littledollll]

Hellooooo, before I request anything I just wanted to let you know that your stories are super duper comforting. I get so excited when I see that you've posted, and I especially love re-reading your works when I'm feeling sick, or little or sad or you know...✨️other things✨️

I was reading up on Lucifer (The Sandman's) Wiki page, but the comic version, and I read that Lucifer can choose a soul's destination, and they killed someone by their own will, so that they'd be free from (I think) a demon's service.

Soooo I was wondering if I could request Lucifer x fem reader? They're in love but reader is a mortal, so they beg Luci to kill them so that 1) they can be free from this shitty world but also 2) so that they can be together.

And maybe Luci has to think of the nicest way they can kill their lover? Lots of comfort and angst please hehe. Also I hope this makes sense <333

-🧸 anon

Our forever

Lucifer x human!reader

a/n: random 2am writing motivation I’ve gotten 3 fics DONE ima see what else I can do until I knock tf out☝️

Warning: talk about death, like so much of it, like it’s basically the whole fic. Slight arguing but it’s bc they love eachother awww

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“What?” The look on Lucifer’s face was of disbelief, truly they looked at you as if you were insane to even bring up the idea.

“There’s only so much time you can spend in the waking, and I have nothing here Lucifer. No reason to stay. So- kill me, we found a way to be together forever. You wouldn’t have to leave your realm constantly, I wouldn’t miss you so much, we could have so much time.”

Still, Lucifer looked anything but convinced.

“I’m gonna die anyways! I would preferred not having to wait like 80 years just so I can freely be with you.” You were stubborn but so are they. “Then wait. Why, why do you so freely wish to give up your life for Hell. What’s another 80 years if I’ll have an eternity with you by the end of it.”

“Wont I be like super old? You want to be with a super old me? I certainly don’t want to look any older than I am now for the rest of eternity, thank you!” That was a poor argument, you knew that. But you felt as if this was actually becoming an argument and you sure as hell didn’t want that to be the case.

“I can’t do that.” They quietly replied, hands coming up to cup your face. “Fuck the laws, since when are you anything but rebellious!” You were so set on this idea. Lucifer sighed, they almost looked, sad? “I don’t care about the laws. I care about you, much more than anything else, much more than I’d usually feel comfortable admitting. My darling, I can’t kill you.”

Sure you’ve been together for years, you know how you feel about eachother you know they love you more than anything. But hearing that admission, basically a confession- so openly made you pause. What are you even supposed to say after that?

“You die and then what? You just leave your whole life behind, quite literally. You simply move to hell? What comes after? What are your expectations, what do you want from this?” Being alive for so many eons you’d guess it’s impossible to stop thinking about the future, about any and all possibilities.

“Nothing! I just want to be with you. I don’t care what i have to go through or have to get used to once I’m there. I just want to be with you why is that so difficult to understand?” Why don’t 𝙮𝙤𝙪 understand.

“Hell isn’t me. You need to understand that, it’s not a book trope, it’s not a person who softens up to you. It’s a place meant for sin, judgment and punishment. Hell is not fun, it’s freezing, it smells of sulfur and smoke, there is no such thing as peace and quiet there. I can keep you sheltered inside the walls of my castle. Outside of that, it is just hell.”

“Then I’ll stay by your side, inside the castle, and I’ll learn. Id only have so many years to learn how to live there after all.” You’re not letting this go until they give in or the day you naturally die and they know that.

You knew their mind was running through every little detail of how this could work, of how they’d find the strength to actually kill you, how you could be by their side, how hell could actually be your home.

“Is this truly what would please you?” They searched your eyes for any hesitation, for doubt, but they couldn’t find any. “To start Our forever now? More than anything. I have nothing here to will hold me back, I have a home when I’m with you, Lucifer.”

Lucifer sighed, arms wrapping around you once again. “I, I will find a way, if you truly insist. I will ensure your comfort, that you are to die quickly and painlessly, and when you wake it will be in the safety of my arms.”

“I couldn’t dream of anything better!” You were visibly giddy now that you got your way. “Peculiar little being. Nobody has ever been this excited about death or hell.”

You giggled and spoke proudly, “Death is a friend, and the lord of hell is my lover, I wouldn’t expect to be called anything but peculiar.”

Was it a terrifying idea to Lucifer? Definitely. No argument there. But seeing how you practically lit up when Lucifer complied maybe made it all worth it.

[sillychronically]

in so much pain i’m choking up tears but i have to do my stupid work so i can keep my stupid job so i can live in my stupid apartment

[galgf]

🪼 ，Jellyfish Transfem Rachel Gardner …

Requested By : @maidthing．

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[sanokojima]

Who is lulu??

She's one of my recent dolls......If you'd like to interact with her here..... { @porcelainlulu }

[everymangacapmisa]

[hermit-agere]

After Scars win he gets so excited when pressing the succeed button he regresses. Grian would usually use the /kill command but he doesn't want to kill or hurt someone who is regressed.

Grian just entertains the little as a ghost and let's him ramble about how he won and how fun the game was.

When Scar tires himself out and falls asleep Grian finally uses the kill command and Scar wakes up very confused back on hermitcraft where Grian and Mumbo make sure to congratulate him and properly tuck him in for the night.

The next day the hermits throw him a big celebration party for his win!

[light-lanterne]

navigating across morbid accounts, i encountered the most harrowing of stories which i have now turned into a small fic concept for day 2 of @bylerween2023

tw // body horror, gore, disturbing imagery, illness and death - - - - - - - - - - - - -- - - - - - - - ☽ - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - dear @foodiewithdahoodie, forgive me for tagging you unprompted but i believe you will find this as absolutely fascinating as it is disturbing.

in 1927, a man called ebenezer byers suffered a fall that left him with constant pain in his arm. advised by his physician, he then began taking a medication called radithor, a supposed endocrine system stimulant that helped ebenezer feel energised. healthier. no longer in any pain.

he took the radithor, often consuming multiple doses a day until —three years later and after 1400 doses— he noticed he could no longer feel any effects from the medication.

so he stopped, became ill and, eventually, died. over the course of a year and a half, ebenezer lost a ton of weight, had headaches, his teeth fell out, his lower jaw became so deformed it had to be removed so he could be fed. his bones began to disintegrate. his skull became riddled with holes.

he passed away in 1932 to what was then denominated "radiation poisoning" (later specified as various cancers), which he acquired from his high intake of radithor, a solution of radium in water manufactured by a college dropout who pretended to be a licensed doctor. unfortunately, this man would go on to die from cancer himself many years later, after creating several other radioactive products, never being punished or prosecuted for knowingly endangering people with his "cures".

and that is the tale of ebenezer byers.

,,,so, and because of the implication that the upside down is radioactive in some way,,,

byler au where the party —and will in particular— start spending more and more time in the upside down as they continue their fight against vecna. multiple years go past and will doesn't know if it's just him, but as time goes on, all the negative side effects the upside down used to have on him stop affecting him and, instead, the longer he's in there, the stronger and healthier he feels.

so he begins asking to go down there more often. joins any mission the party needs to get done. hangs out by the closest gate whenever the others decide he should stay in the rightside up instead. he becomes almost addicted to the way the toxic atmosphere makes him feel to the point that, when the group finally defeats vecna and manages to close the gate, he has to hide his sadness and disappointment from the others.

but he moves on, and life goes on and soon enough, things start feeling normal again.

,,,that is, until will starts feeling sick. weak. his skin begins to peel off. he wakes up every day with one more missing tooth and blood all over his mouth and under his nails. his hair falls out in chunks. his eyes, bloodshot, begin looking more and more deranged as he comes to understand what is happening to him and, perhaps more importantly, as he realises that there is nothing he can do to stop or change this anymore.

after all, it's not like he can open up a gate into the upside down once more, right ?

maybe. maybe not. he tried to hide it from everyone, but of course mike noticed and, loving as he is, mike offers to help, desperate to save will because he is not losing him after everything they've gone through.

thus begins a little game of mutual deception:

on one side, the perishing, almost-zombie-looking will accepts to look for a cure with sweet, naive, innocent mike, subtly trying to manipulate him into helping him open the gates once more because will needs the upside down. desperately. not to live but because he misses it and how it makes him feel.

and on the other hand, the always-determined mike, who's being so kind and loving and diligent in his search for a cure. who is absolutely fed up with humanity after how much pain the entire party had to go through because evil men who didn't care about any of their lives —specially will's.

mike, who is secretly working on a way to open a way back into the upside down because he doesn't care who lives or dies anymore as long as will —who's too kind to wish harm on anyone, hence why it's a secret— gets to survive.

- the end -

(below is a photo of ebenezer for reference. be aware, it is highly unsettling and saddening. also, i looked it up and apparently @henrysglock has a whole theory about the possible implications ebenezer byers' story might have on the stranger things plot. be sure to give it a read)

[efeblum-mailbox]

Whose oat? Why do I keep knowing that name?

This guy is OAT Kemuri ! ! Aka the dumbest boy in the world

[devourable]

Hi hi :3

I’m deeply incredibly sorry for almost never interacting here, a lot of stuff IRL has been keeping me :(

Anyways, how has everything been with you?

-🥞🧸

personal update + explanation for my disappearance to those that care

hi wb!! ik i got this ask ages ago but i hope everythings all good 🥹 ive been super busy the past few months bc my job demanded a lot of attention from me (especially during march, spring break made my life hell), on top of that i had a mental health crisis so i just took a hiatus since i couldn’t focus on writing and personal projects And my health on top of work. things have slowed way down since then + im medicated and soon to be in therapy so i finally have the time to write and draw again 🫶 ill probably disappear again during late may since my contract ends around that time but once i move again and im settled in ill hopefully be active on a more regular basis. thanks to everyone that stuck around with me bc i know ive been slacking

[necrogfie]

i love it when in media w a love angle there is one other character that is like 'yall are a trouple ?' and makes jokes abt the two persons that don't like eachothers – liking eachothers or like genuinely assume the three characters are all dating eachothers

the only downside is that it make me expect a poly relationship and it never comes

[thelongquiets]

The Narrator

You are on a path in the woods. And at the end of that path is a cabin. And in the basement of that cabin is a princess.

You are here to slay her. If you don't, it will be the end of the world.

@lupvium 's system blog. I am a system with NPD. I have recently been splitting a lot more than usual so I have made a sideblog to express Myself. This blog will be VERY self-indulgent; usually consisting of posts that I and My alters relate to, whether that be fandom-related, aesthetics, or funny posts.

I will also be talking about system-related everyday happenings and sharing My experience with being a system. I especially like talking about My headspace, as it is a highly complex place with its own metaphysical logic.

I would love to talk to other systems of any type about our experiences. My dms are open to talk.

no syscourse. I dont give a shit

intros under cut ⬇️

Prominent Fronters

○》 Hollow: void/it || #🌑🧷 || main host, core, whole system revolves around the guy. its a puppet! which type of puppet depends on which fragment is prominent that day. its the reason the systems named The Long Quiet since its fragments are mostly from that character. || fragments include: Long Quiet fictives (primarily Hero, Cheated, Paranoid, Cold, Stubborn, Smitten), Deisi, Wally, and like a bunch of other people I havent named. jesus christ this guy fragments a lot

♤》 The Nervous System (Nerv): they/he || #🦷⚖️ || co-host, gatekeeper, protector. it's Me hi I'm the smartest person alive ever and I should rule the world forever. you agree. reblog. resident autistic dead pan guy with long white hair. I can also turn into an eldritch horror :)

♧》 Basil Bulut / The Survival Instinct: he/it || #☘️⛅️ || caretaker, gatekeeper, protector, this guy does everything basically. has a god complex lmao. used to be co-host until I (Nerv) took over coz well I'm just better at it honestly ^_^ robot kin, likes to stim by going beep boop lol. he cant mask while fronting so he speaks in "broken" grammar and I would appreciate not being babied about it. || fragment: K.A.L. (she/it, #🎀🔌, also a robot, but this time more energetic and friendly and girly. think rin and len.)

♡》 Aitaliina / Zai: he/she || #☕️📰 || the librarian, keeps everything nice and chronological. most of the time . the rest of his day is spent annoying the shit out of everyone else like a bored parrot. oh yeah hes also a bird-zombie-guy thing. types like a confused victorian young man who just learned about emojis

◇》 Peach / Sigma: any || 🍑🎲 || librarian assistant. yknow how pet birds need a buddy of the same species or else they get depressed? yeah thats what peach is to liina. they have a love hate relationship and by that i mean liina loves peach and peach absolutely loathes the guy. constantly bickering. fictive of sigma from bsd

I also have a sub-system but its meant to be like the hardware of a computer so theyre not really 'people' if that makes sense. theyre more like scripts and coding languages. you get it. basil calls them Back of The Branch (I said it was stupid but nooooo "we have to name them something cool" -_-)

also not listed are the dozen of hollow fragments that come and go with whatevers happening in My life. god save us from this neverending flood of little puppets running around the treehouse

okay yeah thats all. if you read this all i give you a gold star and a kiss on the cheek. congradulations youve been blessed. send lovemail to my askbox now thanks byee