#Suicide Trigger Warning

[team-iceflower]

Weiss: I cost Ruby ger life because... I... I was afraid to love her.

Blake: Weiss, you can't love her back to life...

Weiss: *tears in her eyes, with her hand on Ruby's casket* I can try.

[fugakuu]

i think one of the lesser talked about impacts of usamerica capitalism is like not only does your instability in income transportation housing and healthcare impact you it impacts everyone in your life i’ve lost friends and lovers if your financial insecurity isn’t enough loosing your housing and then having to leave everyone you loved and built relationships with ? not only am i suffering the humiliation and trauma of eviction/lost housing but in top of it the life i’ve tried to build by the skin of my teeth walking to work or working shitty remote AI jobs now the friends i’ve made who love me but also can’t help me they loose me too ? i’ve not only lost my life, but i’ve cost other people relationships too i’ve had to break the hearts of others if the impact of living poor wasn’t enough now you have to be unhoused and further be subjected to this fascist police state or if your “lucky” go crawling back to an abusive person in your life and pray you don’t kill yourself or be killed because at least there’s a roof over your head

[sometimesambroswrites]

I remember back in 2013, when my mental health got really really bad and I couldn't sleep, I would usually watch 1D Day at 2-3 am and crochet.

I'm at a loss for words.

I've also had the unfortunate opportunity in my life to think about death a lot. Self inflicted too. And I'm not saying something happened for certain, but there is a specific way of talking about what happened that is going around that is fucking enraging.

The number of people I've seen say stuff like "let's not forget he was a bad person", or make jokes.

What's your point. What are you trying to say. That it makes it better?

No one, fucking no one, deserves to be pushed to a point - and even from where we stood we could see how much he was pushed, imagine the shit we didn't see - where they think there is no way out. Fuck you. Death, wishing for death, isn't a just punishment for anything or anyone.

Learn how to keep two thoughts in your heads at the same time. Jesus Christ. He was 31.

[daedalverselore]

I asked about Cadence's daughter, may as well ask about her parents now too! XD Gimme some Crescendo and Queen Amore lore! Maybe about how they first fell in luuuuv or something? Would be rather fitting :'3

Yay- I love a good love story~! I hope I can write one well! XD

Princess Mi Amore Viola Aria is the youngest of four daughters of the Queen Mi Amore Arcobaleno Concerto of the Crystal Kingdom. But despite this, the crown is not promised to the eldest daughter. No, it is in fact picked by Princess Luna and Princess Celestia. The Queen was to be the one who best embodied the Alicorn of love, Cherish's, ideals. So among the royal lineage, any of them could be crowned Queen.

As a result, Princess "Aria" was not a stranger to suitors seeking to be her royal consort. She rejected many to the point she was rumored to get her cutie mark for being icy to ponies. In fact, even her guards had to be seriously vetted so they would not hit on the Princess.

The Princess truly wanted love- not to inherit the throne, but because she felt lonely. She wasn't close to any of her family, and while she had a friendly personality, Aria felt deeply sad that all seemed to only want her for power.

Which brings us around to Crescendo Celestine- a spirited pegasus guard with a talent for using a rapier. Much like a fencing duel, he is very straight forward with his words and actions- not to mention elegantly dramatic!

Crescendo was fiercely loyal to the royal family and challenged those who insulted them to duels. But when dueling his opponent, somehow the banter that the pegasus engaged in during the fight turned the whole thing into a lighthearted, fun affair. Because of that, it rarely caused sore feelings after so he rarely got in trouble.

That charisma put Crescendo high in the ranks of the royal guard- until he was eventually offered the position of Princess Aria's personal guard. They had hoped that his loyalty to the royal family would translate into never wanting to overstep his role as guard.

(Cut for length. Also, suicide attempt warning and some red flag behavior that doesn't belong outside of fiction!)

Crescendo had never met the princess, and had only seen her from afar. He had never loved before, but upon meeting her, the stallion his friends were pretty sure was Ace awoke deeply enamored by Princess Aria. He saw the sadness in her eyes- as he too felt lonely in the midst of a sea of friends.

He had been warned not to harbor secret feelings for the Princess, so decided not to be secretive about it. When Crescendo's vows to be her royal guard started, the whole court was shocked to hear lines from marriage vows mixed in with the guarding ones.

The guard captain wanted to take Crescendo away then and there, but Aria found herself stopping him. Despite the murmurs from the court, the Princess took him aside to the privacy of the nearest balcony. This was the most blatant confession she'd gotten, and was slightly amused by the foolishness.

Aria bemusedly asked if he had mixed up his lines. He only smiled at her, kissed her hoof, and said he wanted to court her with marriage in mind. She told him he couldn't expect her to give him any power. Any of her sisters was just as likely- even more so, to be queen. So he could stop with the act.

Crescendo told her he would be happy to run away with her right now, without a penny to their name if that meant he could be by her side. This was all a little overwhelming for Aria, who while was intimidated of his intensity, felt pleasure from it.

Despite wanting to linger, Aria knew that her mother wanted her to marry someone richer than a guard. It was better not to entertain fantasy further less he get hurt. The Princess told him that he'd better leave, and that she'd find a new guard. He told her that now that he met her, he wanted to be near her always. He'd sooner perish than be without her.

So in her desperation to avoid her less than rational emotions, she muttered softly, "then perish."

The stallion saluted to her seriously, wrapped his wings around the front of his torso, closed his eyes and let himself drop off the balcony, back facing the ground below. The Princess wouldn't believe at first that he wouldn't save himself. But when she came to the balcony and saw him about to hit the hard ground, she caught him last minute with her magic.

As she brought him back up, she was surprised to find him very riled up. Crescendo demanded to know how she expected him to prove himself now, and demanded to duel her for toying with her emotions.

She found herself saying, "Don't threaten me with a good time." She wasn't sure why she said that, but found herself really enjoying the smile he gave back to her. It was clearly a bad idea to give this stallion an inch. But despite it all, she found she wanted to see what he would do next. For all of their relationship she didn't regret it.

Author's note: So, for their story I had a basic idea of Princess falls for her Guard, but it didn't really flow as a story until I found my character inspiration for Crescendo: Gomez Addams from the Addams Family. Now, it's implied that Gomez met his wife Morticia the day she died- kinda a hard story to translate to ponies, if I want them to not be undead, that is! XD

For me, Gomez and Morticia have that rare instant connection that would be very red flag territory if not mutually felt (and not even then sometimes). Aria here is different from Morticia in only that her royal upbringing means politically, she has to be careful about what she says.

I like to think that Crescendo brings unconditional love to her life, so they grow to be passionate like Gomez and Morticia. But Crescendo is very cray cray in this story and would have probably been imprisoned for a long time if Aria didn't actually like him.

(end note)

Wait, how did Princess Amore have Cadence if she lived 1000 years from the MLP present?

Other related asks I'd love to get:

Where did the Crystal Heart come from?

Why doesn't Aria get along with her family?

How come the royal sisters get to pick the Crystal Kingdom's Queen?

How does The Doctor fit into the Daedalverse?

[bear-momma]

Hey guys! This isn't a post I want to make, but I'm afraid I have to. Please do not send me asks about s*icidal ideation or threatening to hurt yourself. It's one thing to need comfort for these things, and another to send me asks saying you're going to do it. There is nothing I can do or say from this side of the screen to help you with those things, and it's unfair to me to receive those messages. Those thoughts are something to discuss with a trusted adult or a hotline.

I'm not upset with the person who sent the ask, but please remember I'm just another stranger online, I'm not qualified to help in these situations.

The s*icide hotline is different in every country, I urge you to Google the number when you're in distress! And I hope you're feeling better.

[always-me-meha]

Trigger warning^^^^^^

Soooo I had an attempt yesterday.... I took all my meds to a private spot to do the deed but my friend came and got me. Just letting everyone know I'm okay .

Funny thing is, there were a couple people catching bugs or something. Lol so they would've found me anyway #fail .

[alwayschasingrainbows]

"She determined that she would never have anything to do with Lofty John again after his diabolical cruelty. She felt so indignant with him for frightening her—after they had been such good friends, too—that she could not go to sleep until she had composed an account of her death by poison, of Lofty John being tried for her murder and condemned to death, and of his being hanged on a gibbet as lofty as himself, Emily being present at the dreadful scene, in spite of the fact that she was dead by his act. When she had finally cut him down and buried him with obloquy—the tears streaming down her face out of sympathy for Mrs. Lofty John—she forgave him." Emily of New Moon by Lucy Maud Montgomery.

[fadelbison]

triggers: poor mental health, discussions of suicide

It would be nice if people suggesting I go to therapy see that:

1) I did go to therapy and my therapist badly traumatized me and I would like *you* to try going back to therapy after your therapist criticized you for crying even with a different therapist. No for real - do it first and then get back to me.

2) my problem could be mental health and my coping mechanisms but it could also be that I’ve completed a PhD at an Ivy League school and continue holding a postdoc at the same Ivy League school through *checks notes*sexual assault PTSD, nearly dying of liver failure last year caused by chronic stress induced IBS that lasted 3 years, being fired and nearly deported because of a CLERICAL ERROR I didn’t make, starting a new job in a completely new field of study as a result of that and finally having my home and future come crashing down in a matter of two days because of societal anarchy.

I do find that people who understand my pain never suggest I go to therapy, like there are people who just know it’s effective to a certain point but it never stops being a stop gap when your problem is that you are hated by society and have the luck of a chinese cdrama heroine sent to the countryside because she was born with bad luck or something 🤷🏽‍♀️

And if I do kill myself everyone *should* feel guilty about never offering me any concrete help outside take meds and go to therapy. Everyone other than my coworker who both picked out and sent me groceries for the week she should never feel guilty about anything in her life but everyone else is getting name checked in my 13 reasons why 🤣🤣🤣🤣

[wow-an-unfunny-joke]

I’m going to hell for laughing but like

This is such odd wording?????

[bearfoottruck]

FANFIC UPDATE 3-29-2024:

I have a new Shadamy one-shot today, titled Shattered Shadow (Fanfiction, AO3). Be warned, though, that it contains a mention of suicide.

On a less triggering note, I have updates for Sonic Chaos, Gonna Kiss You On the Boulevard and Hero Enforcement Regiment (Fanfiction, AO3)

[remusisyphus]

moonwalking

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trigger warning: mentions of suicidal ideation and suicide

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sometimes, when my brain refuses to succumb to the call of midnight and when my ears insist on hearing the chirps of birds enjoying dawn, my thoughts get wild and infinite.

let's call that dangerous state what it is : insomnia bordering on mania.

i mostly live in perpetual night - lights out, lids closed, the flashlight of my phone guiding me through the familiar labyrinth that is my apartment. so when the night comes, it's a non-event for me. my brain doesn't understand why i should sleep.

so yeah, i think about all kinds of things.

and as i write this, i wonder.

all religions consider suicide as a sin because murder is a sin and suicide is murdering yourself.

but what makes murder, murder? the lack of consent. you take the life of someone without their consent. like a god does.

and suicide is the contrary of that. it's pure agency. you touch the only thing that no one else is allowed to even brush, your life, your soul.

and it's brave to be (almost) nothing to (almost) no one at all. to want to simply be a name murmured and remembered, a name rediscovered and recreated. there's some bravery in daring to be a mere presence. most humans, one way or another, want to be known.

and religions hate it because who else has that bravery to be a mere name that might be easily ignored? gods.

a god might reveal itself to a few, might allow people to remember it, but never tries to exist. as in, being known. being there. staying. a god is a presence that lingers and nothing more than that.

a god leaves. anyone who leaves instead of being stolen is a god.

god(s) might have nothing to do with good and evil. god(s) might have created us just so they could have something to leave behind and attain that status.

and isn't that weirdly humbling? the fact that cowardice is precisely what gives us a chance at being saved?

i'm the quiet kind of crazy and suicidal - a ghost that has no energy to haunt anyone else than itself.

i keep waiting for someone to finally exorcise me out of this reality. i keep waiting to be stolen. i keep waiting - i keep being human - i keep saving myself.

at night i ask god(s) if it was worth it. no one answers.

at night i pray not to be brave tomorrow.

[girlaux]

> find an old obscure game that looks like it wld really be up my alley

> look up what platforms it was available for so i know which of my emulators i shld use

> learn it was never officially translated to a language i know

> learn it has never received a fan translation patch

> suicide

[la-deee-da]

I wonder how many people who have depression/anxiety/suicidal ideation would be fine if it was just...affordable to be alive?

[da-ambivertartist]

My genshin self-insert oc, Kaiyo!

Region: Inazuma Weapon & Element: Hydro Claymore Birthdate: Nov. 8th Constellation: Cyclone Rarity: 4-Star

A young Inazuman criminal with a deep hatred for the Archon of Inazuma (and authority in general).

Kaiyo's mother, Totsuki, was one day found with a hydro vision and was sentenced to have her vision stolen. Afterward, Kaiyo found out about her mother's crime against the Shogunate and cut off from the family, leaving them homeless. The mother and daughter lived their days underneath Inazuma City and scraped what they could from the streets, but the days were getting harder and harder to bear when Totsuki started to lose herself due to the loss of her vision. Kaiyo remembers her acting kind of like a husk of a human body being controlled by puppet strings. Her eyes were always deep yet empty, she always walked slowly, and she would stay awake for hours, staring at the water longingly.

One day, Kaiyo woke up to a beautiful summer sunrise, but her mother was out of sight. A few minutes later, a shrine maiden was found sobbing in the center of Inazuma City. A dead body was found on the cliffs in between Mt. Yougou and The Kamisato Estate last night. The body description matched Kaiyo's mother to a tea. Kaiyo recalls only having one emotion that day after hearing this: pure, unaltered malice. Months later, a terrorist attack landed at a Tenyrou Commission Encampment during the night, killing 20 and injuring 11 out of the 66 soldiers there. No one suspected it was Kaiyo, and her malice was silenced... for the moment.

-Likes hanging out with Itto to destress and have fun, but Kuki doesn't trust her. -Is able to carry her claymore one-handed. -She used to be a foot soldier for Sanganomiya's Army, but she believes Kokomi and Gorou were too passive with Shogun's army so she left. -Has been arrested at least 3 times in every nation. -Loves sushi, Dispises Lavender Melons. -She lost her eye after a Raiden Army soldier shot it with an arrow.

[artsy-kitten]

All my energy is being used up convincing myself to literally not kms, how am I also expected to hold down a job, this system is ridiculous and I am being set up to fail

[justmythoughtinthevoid]

Trigger warning for talk of suicide.

Just been thinking lately about what it means to have a will to live. I’ve been dealing with suicidal thoughts and ideation for almost as long as I can remember. The things that stopped me from going through with killing myself were often how I thought it would affect other people or just that I was afraid of how much it might hurt. There were also times when I didn’t want to die but I didn’t really want to live either.

Recently, despite things in my life causing me a lot of stress and anxiety, my overall mental health seemed to have actually been getting better. Because of this I’ve discovered that I actually want to live. I didn’t realize until very recently that not wanting to die and wanting to live are very different things. I want to actually live just for the sake of living and experiencing life. I can’t remember ever having that feeling before, and it’s a really good feeling.It’s weird to me to think that most people probably have this will to live with them their whole lives. It’s probably easy to take it for granted.

I still have suicidal thoughts, but they haven’t been affecting me as badly as before. For now they’re just thoughts. There’s a good chance things will get bad again at some point, but I think I’ll get through it because I know things can get better now. A year ago it would’ve been nearly impossible to convince me that things could get better, but they did anyway, and I’m really grateful for that.

I guess it’s probably kind of sad that I’m just now discovering my will to live, but I’m just happy to have one at all. I’m just really Happy.