#SADurday even

[bil-daddy]

hey bestie i am in the worst fucking mood so

how r u

Bildaddy's doing his best. Thanks for asking, kid.

Maybe this ox rib (platonic) might help improve your mood?

[werewolfhuntermarston1873]

LOVELY ARTWORK!!! yeah.. Arthur’s is real stupid!! So true. Worst brother ever. I hope your story about vampires goes well, they are very vicious and scary I’m sure you can capture their ferocity. I can spell because I go to school. College is lame though I ain’t going there!!! Lame!! I want to be an outlaw.. sounds fun. I could steal horses and create an army of them. Horse gang.

-🐈

( ooc; both you and your brother’s art is so cute :D )

thinks. Its god to heer from you agin. An so soon! Arthr keps makin fun of me for writen al thes leters- but im havin fun talkin to you and mr. tumbler. its prety cool that you go to a reel school. (I learnd how to spel it) ad gues what. I know a vampire.in reel lif. His name is Trelenwy. Hes alwys in a soot ans he talks reel funny so thats how you tell. Lso he is like nevr dirty inthink he flots 1 inche of the grund. Real vampire stuf. The vampir in my stry wil be called ebony darkness dementia raven way. (Hosea taut me how to spel dementia bcaus i askd.) I thot it soundd cool. Bt hosea doesnt blieve mr.tumbler ecists. So he dosnt help me with my spelin ofen. And dutch cant spel. He told me that mose was actuly speld "mouse" lik what kind of stupid fake word is that... anywys. I LIKE horses to. Not as much as arthur and hosea and dutch they alwys lik to go to the racehors track neerby on the sadurday and sunday to bet on rase horses- tho it jus ended bcaus its getin cold wher we are. Snowin an stuf. I go with somtims to but i usuly like to stay home with ms. grimshw. For chrismas (i didn even know tjis was a thing until dutch and hosra took me in, its awesome) this yeer i askd for a horse. Bodecia keps bitin me an she only likes arthur. Hopfuly santa delivrs. (Arthur says he isnt real but i know beter.)

Scinecrly - john

Ps i like th little cat .

[taiyodoroki]

Mr. Justice, have you heard? Her Benevolence is in the hospital!

“Huh? Her Benevolence is…?” It takes a moment for the stranger’s words to sink in. “Wh-What!? How!? When!?” Apollo immediately stands up from behind his desk, scattering papers everywhere and knocking over his chair.

“Is she alright!? Is she-! I-Is she…” He quickly loses volume, finding himself unable to finish the thought. He sprints out of his office, towards the hospital. Please, oh god please don’t let her be dead. Don’t let her die.

It’s getting hard to breathe.

[stuckonstarker]

your broken toy

| Sad Ending |

“What’s the point, Tony? The second she dumps you, you’re going to come crawling back to me again,” Peter said, “I can’t stand it anymore. Pepper leaves you then you come to me, but then you go right back to her.”

“You don’t understand,” said Tony, “we’re working things out.”

“Right,” Peter rolled his eyes.

Tony said, “We’re both going through some things.”

“And you decided that dragging me into this was a good idea? Huh? I thought I meant something to you, but apparently I’m nothing more than a fuck doll to you,” Peter said.

Peter gave Tony a hard stare and continued: “I’ve spent months of my life supporting you, being there for you, and helping you while she did what, Tony? What does she have that I don’t?”

“I don’t-” Tony faltered.

“Exactly,” Peter said, “I’m done with these games, Stark, I’m done with the lies and the hiding and everything. I’m done with it all.”

Tony sighed, “I never meant for things to go this far.”

Peter looked into Tony’s guilt-soaked eyes. If he hadn’t been thoroughly exhausted, Peter might’ve felt bad for chewing the man out.

“Okay,” said Peter, “if you get back together with her, Tony, I’m never doing this again. We’ll hardly even be colleagues after this. I’ve given you everything I could. I’ve tried to talk with you, but you always leave me. So, I’m done. Make your choice, Tony.”

There was a moment of silence.

At least he has to think about it first, Peter thought bitterly.

“I love her,” Tony whispered.

Peter closed his eyes and let out a shaky exhale, “Okay.”

“I just love her too much to... “ Tony trailed off.

“It’s okay,” lied Peter, “you’ll figure it out with her, I’m sure, and I’ll sort my own issues out.”

Tony looked at Peter.

Peter looked away. The man was pitying him. The last person’s pity Peter wanted was Tony’s.

“I hope you have a wonderful life with your loyal girlfriend,” Peter said with a hiss. He knew it was petty bringing up Pepper’s unfaithfulness - and he did feel bad the second the words left his mouth - but he just couldn’t stop himself.

And as the door closed on Tony, encasing him in darkness, he couldn’t help but wonder if he made the wrong decision.

block the tag ‘sadurday’ if you wouldn’t like to see a sad drabble every sadurday :>

[vitavitale]

Know what else is sad on this fine Sadurday night?

V only has peaceful sleep because Nightmare eats his dreams. He would otherwise have nightmares fairly frequently because of trauma, feelings he hasn’t resolved, and fears he hasn’t settled. And he’s gotten very used to this cushion. So expect him to become restless in his sleep and to wake with a start whenever you see him going to bed or just taking a nap with his hair white. He’s become more or less dependent on his demons even in this way. He’s afraid of even facing his fears and his guilt so he tries to avoid as much of it as he can, which is why he hasn’t gotten over The Thing That Changed His Life. :I

[guilty-love]

Apollo pats Klavier's back, hesitantly. "You're... a good guy, you know? Even if you are a giant fop." He offers the other a kind smile. // no he's NOT upset bc of klav's share of sadurday he's just concerned tyvm

Not exactly the best choice of words to cheer someone up but I appreciate the sentiments, Herr Forehead.

…danke. Wirklich, ich… thanks.

[rabbit-trolls]

“I’m terrible Glyphza. I can’t even make my matesprites happy let alone anyone else...I’m a walking depressing beacon of sadness who has a drinking problem. If I was a day of the week I’d be called Sadurday! Cause I’m such a fuckin’ drag....”

Beltane slumps down on her sofa, whiskey staining the fabric as she tips her cup. Across from her sat her very concerned morail. Glyphza stared at Beltane. Usually she wasn’t this, well, sad. Seems to her that her morail was getting a huge sense of concern over her relationship status.

Having been in a train wreck of a relationship herself Glyphza just went over to Beltane and lifted her up and hugged her.

“Come on sugah tits, you know they love you. Well one of them does, I think. And if their gone you still got me and that ass you call your kismesis.”

Those words seemed to go over Beltane’s head because she proceeded to burst into a flood of tears, sobbing so much that her purple mascara dripped down her face.

“GLLYYYYPPPHHHZZZAAAAAAAAAA!! IM S-SORRY IM SO AWFUL!!”

Sadly Beltane was too drunk to think clearly. Her nose bleeding by now from how much she’d been crying.

[thejawnshop]

#slaburday turned in to #SADurday after the #suburbanelectricsawmill pooped out on me. I'm getting some deflection on the bar, which is causing an uneven cut, straining the motor and generally just not working. I'm hoping a new chain fixes the issue. Didn't even get one board cut properly. If that doesn't fix it, I'm guessing I've reached the limit of my mini electric mill. Maybe I can get a #binfordtools sticker to crank up the power. Next stop is a 550cc monster. On the plus side, check out the inside of this mimosa tree! Not a species you see too often at the lumber yard. Our neighbor cut this down in the spring and I swiped the biggest piece of trunk I could carry 😂 . . . . #wood #woodwork #woodworker #woodworking #slab #slabbing #mimosa #granberg #alaskanmill #alaskan #sawmill #handmade #handcrafted #maker #lumber #lumbermill #diy #doityourself #thejawnshop

[oaklandhearts]

Sadurdays

I may not make to Saturday .

Reason why, I’ve had sadder days.

I been stressing so much and I’m sad to say,

Depression been hittin like blunts today.

Can’t even smile like I wanna.

The tears falling down hot like saunas .

Release to the gods but they don’t wanna.

Hear me now, so I just want ya.

To hear all my sorrows and pain.

Know that I’m trying to change.

Know that my hearts still the same.

But if anyone is to blame, let it be me and no other name.

I just can’t help it and I know it’s selfish but I feel like shellfish and all of this really is bringing pain.

I pray that you pray for me.

I pray that you see what I’m looking thru.

I pray that you see that my words are encouraged by only the things that I wouldn’t do, even shouldn’t do.

I’m sorry if this makes you stressed, but I know that you’d want what’s best for me.

There’s too much on my mind and I’ve been let, down to many times for one to believe.

[taiyodoroki]

anonymous said: why doesnt it matter? because theyre both dead?

“... I don’t want to play this game anymore...” I think the game stopped when Clay and Dhurke were mentioned, Apollo.

[taiyodoroki]

verumheart replied to your post: ur a puppet

xion vc: that’s racist

“Huh? But you’re not a puppet!”

“You’re a sister.”