#THE PING IS DYING IM GONNA SOB

[jupiterscallie]

Happy Birthday! This is my friend Ray’s (@radiopng) oc Killscreen, and the first art I made on my new computer!

[baeshijima]

Okayyyyyy

Can I please ask for our streamers Albedo and Childe(or just one of them) reacting to y/n being harmed in story- or reacting to y/n canonical Painful past- I just want some angst and you are my fav blog rn ummm 🥺

And sorry for bad english-

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im gonna add these ones to this bc they all have a similar idea BDJDJ (and nonnie i believe u dw 🐥)

taglist : @chirumi @simpinforshoto @pebblegwn @vievi @unreconciledstars @kageyuji @lilikags @test-tube @constellarations @teyvatstories @puddingheadneko @hadesaedes @thetwinkims @qimiie @mimion @tsukirine @tokyosrevenge @venti-loving-hours @sweetstrawberrybabe @astrealia @melancholia-k @sakuramayona25 @reogou @todorokichills @its-sugawara-koushi @michaos @mirakeul @ttaechi @yeetingthehellaway

𝐚𝐥𝐛𝐞𝐝𝐨

“thank you... traveler... i knew i cou— *cough* could count on you to... defeat me..”

ehe the lil cough—

dang

...

albedo is not okay and neither is his chat

he’s sobbing, they’re screaming, ur dying— o nvm now ur dead

it is not a good day to be alive rn

as soon as he saw u in the cutscene beforehand, and even with all his thoeries that u may be a boss fight, he wasn’t prepared for it to be actually true

Sadge ;-;

while the animations were absolutely stunning, he immediately started tearing up when he saw the lil Defeat (Y/n) quest goal in the top left

safe to say he tried to stall as long as possible but thrns out u got buffed the longer it took so he had to end it quickly ;-;

and then u died in his fucking arms like nO—

when it was ur last scene, all he could do was blankly stare at the screen while crying bc he didn’t know how else to react

and when u gave ur last smile with tears glistening in ur eyes???

he lost it

got up from the chair, paced around, screamed into his hands and flopped onto his bed

it was not a good day

and then the sound effects for completing a story quest popped up along with the achievement for defeating u and his prizes

he just glared at them

they all meant nothing if u weren’t here canonically ☹️

at least he has u as a character ;-; who he used to defeat canon u ;-; bc he said any other character would make it too real ;-;

mentioned mihoyo on twt and asked why u had to be killed off JSJSK

but he made lots of fanart of that scene and what it would be like if u didn’t have to die, but could be saved w/o death 😔

most likely one of those cliché, touching scenes where it’s like the protag hugging the crying antag, or where the protag is holding the antag’s arm and pulling them towards them

...

if u know then u know bc words mean nothing rn—

𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐞

“human life is... fragile... and war... shows mercy to no... one; i wish you... all the luck, traveler...”

openly sobbing while clutching his (y/n) plushie bc he is nOT okay

emphasis on not—

chat don’t even have the heart to troll or make jokes with him bc they know how heartbroken he is ;-;

and especially since it was in the last archon story quest...

he wasn’t prepared for u to die of all ppl ;-;

and the way ur expression showed u had no regrets after everything that’s happened absolutely destroyed him

i won’t lie, he stared at his screen with the quest completed part on it, his completion prize and everything pinging but ignored all of it to scream at the ceiling

we completed it, but at what cost—

after he’s done cursing mihoyo at his ceiling for killing u off, he clutches his plushie of u and starts asking if ur gonna leave him too :((

he’s distraught okie, leave him be ;-;

he just,,, has ur character on screen in the character section and goes through all ur voice lines to try and satiate the pain in his heart ;-;

his community start feeling really bad and send him tiktoks, edits, fanart, official art, mmds, and even fanfics to try and compensate for ur loss KJDHS

now he’s out here, streaming himself reading fluff and hurt/comfort fics (x reader, ofc—) of u and bawling his eyes out at what could’ve been if u didn’t have to die

life is not daijoubu and his face is now edited onto that meme bc of mihoyo

[nikoruistyping]

Hi there! So im really sorry im gonna be that person again but I just rewatched Endgame and ik in ur guidelines it says no Endgame aus (so i wont be offended if you dont take this request) but Im curious to see how the scene plays out of Tony being stuck on the spaceship and sending his last message to fem!reader and her reaction to getting said message and then when they eventually reunite on Earth thank you and sorry for the angst

Home || Tony Stark

Tony Stark x Wife!Fem!reader​

Summary: Tony has been stuck and missing in space for over 20 days now and you felt like you were spiraling from insanity from not hearing back from your husband. Suddenly a voice message comes through and while you listen you also see that a spaceship seems to be landing at the Avenger Compound...

TW: Angst, Small Bit of Fluff, Near Death Experience, Crying (lots of it), Mention of PTSD/Mental Breakdown/Insomnia/Passing Out, Infinity War/Endgame Spoilers, Kissing

Word Count: 2,574

A/N: OK I KNOW I SAID NO ENDGAME AU’S BUT LIKE- I really needed to get some Angst writing out of my system and lately I’ve been all over the place and this was the one thing that just kinda plopped out of my brain for this request. I take no offense Anon and I appreciate you respecting my guidelines (and actually asking if I’d write it or not) so I hope you enjoy it just as much as I did writing it.

Your head was pounding from the sleepless nights of becoming Tony's personal watchdog in his Avenger’s Compound workshop. You spent all day and night sitting at his desk, swiping left and right on his hologram screens, desperate for anything, a sign, an SOS signal, a clue, anything that would lead you to where he was or where he could have been. For all you knew he could be lost in space in the middle of nowhere and dying of oxygen, you couldn't even begin to imagine what was happening to him right now, how was he feeling? Was he scared to death, was he all alone, was he even alive at all?! The thoughts flooded your mind constantly and you couldn't seem to think rationally about anything else.

The last phone call you ever made to him was days ago and the last words he told you just kept on repeating over and over in your head again. The static of his voice being broken up over the phone while you pleaded for him to come back home and all you could hear was his voice saying "I'm sorry." as you continued to beg for him to just get off that spaceship. The second that phone hung up you could remember the way your felt your heart drop out of your chest as if someone shot you.

Tony's name littered the news headlines on TV and you couldn't bear to watch or read anything about his disappearance. You just kept telling yourself "He is going to come back, I just know it". You were in utter and complete denial and you were borderline going insane, grabbing onto whatever faith and hope you had left by trying to stay positive.

You were nodding off staring at the screens, your eyes slowly shutting and your head falling to rest on top of the desk. It just got harder and harder to sleep with the anxiety of not knowing where Tony was or what unknown forces were out there. Just when you had thought you had seen it all, things got more and more bizarre. Your head rested on a stack of loose papers and just as you were getting comfortable to maybe take a power nap, you heard a loud pinging noise coming from the computer, F.R.I.D.A.Y's AI greeting you.

"Incoming Recorded Voice Message from Tony Stark." The AI loudly declared and your head shot up from the desk as fast as you could and you looked at the screen in disbelief. You were brought to tears seeing the red flashing light on the screen and you scrambled to click on it immediately.

The message began to play and you held your hands over your mouth trying to muffle the sobs and tears that had already started to form in your eyes, listening closely to his voice.

Hey Y/N. If you find this recording...don't post it on social media...it's going to be a real tear-jerker. I don't know if you're ever going to see these...I don't even know if you're still...Oh god, I hope so. Today's day twenty-one, um twenty-two. If it wasn't for the existential terror of staring into the literal void of space I’d say I'm feeling a little better today. The infection has run it’s course thanks to the blue meanie back there. Oh, you would love her, very practical and only a tiny bit sadistic. So the fuel cells were cracked during battle and we figured out a way to reverse the ion charge, bought ourselves about forty-eight hours of flight time but now it's dead in the water, a thousand light-years from the nearest 7-11. Oxygen will run out tomorrow morning and that will be it. Y/N, I know I said no more surprises but I gotta say I was really hoping to pull off one last one but it looks like...well you know what it looks like. Don't feel bad about this, actually if you grovel for a couple of weeks and then move on with enormous guilt...I should probably lie down in a minute, rest my eyes...Please know that when I drift off it'll be like every night lately. I'm fine, totally fine...I'll dream about you...because it's always you...

You had no idea how much you had missed his voice, you never thought that being able to finally hear him say something let alone anything at all put your mind at ease to know he was alive. You had overlooked all the negative things that were being said in his message and all you could focus on was the sound of his voice, depleted, weak, gasping for every last bit of air that was probably left on that spaceship. Streams of tears ran down your face and you kept wiping at them with the back of your hand, your other hand touching the screen as if you were touching him like you were connected in some way.

"Tony..." Your voice had whispered, speaking to yourself.

Before you knew it your sobs got louder, your lungs gasping more and more for air in between the heavy heaves of your chest up and down. The message kept replaying over and over in the background. You listened to it so many times that your mind was tuning it out, you could barely hear his voice anymore, it became all one big blur of words and voices in your mind. Your will to hold onto hope must have worked because this was a sign, a sign that he was alive and there was some form of hope that maybe just maybe he could come home. The pit at the bottom of your stomach felt like it only got deeper and deeper the more you thought about what he said in his message...there was no way he was coming back. He was going to die being surrounded by the one thing he feared most in life...space...and you couldn't do a single thing about it.

Your hands slammed against the desk in anger and with a sniffled nose and tears blurring your vision, you went on a rampage. Your tears were now filled with a cocktail of emotions that you couldn't quite describe and you just acted on them. Your hands pushed papers off the desk in a mess as they crashed to the floor, tools and random scrap pieces of metal and parts going flying as you threw them across the workshop, and the blood curdling screams of frustration that had escaped your lips. This had to be insanity, it just had to be, there was no other explanation and before you knew it you were crashing. Your body felt limp from how exhausted you were, drained and exhausted. Your mind had been running like clockwork for weeks now and you could barely function without knowing if he was alive. His message to you was one out of many that you had never received until now and this was a small sign but you couldn't quite see it as hope but more so his final surrender. Your body and mind were shutting off and your last bit of energy was at it’s limit. You slowly sank to the ground and laying on the hard cold floor of the workshop you passed out from utter exhaustion, losing all feeling and going numb...

Many Hours Later...

You felt someone shaking your shoulders and slowly your eyes opened to see Steve of all people in front of your eyes. You slowly got up, your body aching from having lied down on the ground for hours and he helped pull you up by grabbing your hand.

"Y/N, what in god's name happened here?" Steve asked looking around the messy workshop, one hand clutching yours while you tried balancing your weight against him, trying to stand on your wobbly legs.

"Just the usual Friday night mental breakdown," You say with a chuckle trying to lighten the mood but all you got in response from Steve is a very concerned stare while the both of you walk slowly towards the door.

"Why are you here Rodgers?" You ask curiously knowing that Steve would never make the trip out here for nothing, there must have been something serious going on.

"You feel that? Look over there." Steve said to you, both of you turning towards the giant windows facing the green lawn area of the Avengers compound. 

You could feel the vibrations get stronger, the ground shaking beneath you. The loud sound of wind building up, a giant spaceship slowly descending its way down towards the grass.

"W-What the hell is that?!" Your words were stuttered and all over the place you couldn't process let alone speak at the thought that a giant spaceship was landing at the compound and your heart felt like it skipped a beat. Was it Tony?!

"I think it's him Y/N. He's come home." He said to you, the light in your eyes feeling as if they were recharged once again and your grip on Steve's arm tightened with excitement.

You didn't even wait for Steve to lead you outside nor did you want to. You started to run like a madwoman through the hallways of the compound, turning left, right, jumping downstairs, and flying past almost every room possible in the facility. You pushed open the glass doors at the entrance and you ran for what seemed like your life towards the spaceship that was about to land. Your lungs were practically out of breath but you didn't care, your legs sore but you didn't care , your heart beating out of your chest hoping that you would see Tony walking out of that ship in one piece.

You looked up in awe to the sky seeing the giant ship land, you could see a woman, her body glowing like a beam of light, her feet landed on the grass and the ship finally settled. The ship door opened and you stood by the stairs that slowly came out, your eyes darting back and forth waiting to see someone, waiting in anticipation and hoping that for the love of god it was Tony. You saw a slim figure slowly take steps down and out of the ship, a blue robot seeming to help him down and you gasped in awe... it was Tony.

You saw Steve out of the corner of your eye run-up to the steps, his hands grabbing onto Tony helping him balance, he stumbled out and his feet finally touching the ground. You gasped seeing Tony's thin figure walk out of the ship and towards you, his whole weight leaning against Steve for support, his steps slow as his head kept looking back and forth just observing and taking in his surroundings. You could tell he was thankfully to be back on Earth his head was jumbled and in thought, he was clearly overwhelmed.

You ran towards him at full force and when you entered his field of view you saw his eyes open wide and alert while you came up to him. Your hands immediately touching his face, the touch of his skin against yours, you would never take for granted again being able to hold him.

"Oh. my. god. Tony...it's you. It's really you," You felt out of breath after each word, you wrapped your arms around his body, clutching onto him like your life depended on it.

"Y/N..." He said your name faintly under his breath, you could barely even hear what he had said but you didn't even care at that moment.

Your hands frantically clutching at his back, feeling that he was real, he was really alive, standing right in front of you. It wasn't a ghost but it was him and you could tell he was shaken up, he could barely even get out a word at all as you hugged him close. You could imagine he was going through a lot and this would be yet another thing that would keep him up every night, that alone pained you, knowing that his PTSD would probably get worse and it would take a long time for him to recover from this. Trying to bounce back to some form of normal after this would be hard.

You somehow found the strength to pull away from the hug and keep yourself right by his side, your arms were still around his torso and you felt his lips kiss your cheek. Another tear escaped your eye feeling his touch against you and you turned towards him before Steve could escort the both of you back into the compound. You pressed your forehead against his, your hands cupping his face while your fingers stroked his cheeks, feeling the prickly long stubble of his beard on his skin. You took a deep breath trying to take just a moment, even if it was a moment of peaceful silence to just be close to him.

"It's always going to be you..." Your voice trailed off and seeing a small weak smile come across his lips, you guided his head to lean in closer to you, slowly placing your lips on his.

Your lips moved against his in sync, the kiss was probably the most passionate you could have ever kissed him. A kiss that tried to send the message of how much you really loved him, showing him that without him you would be in absolute shambles, devastated and lost without a way. Your eyes were closed as you kept pressing deeper, your fingers seeming to cradle his face, your hands slowly sliding down towards his neck and to his shoulders squeezing him lightly. You kissed him long enough until you were completely out of oxygen that you could possibly give him, pulling away looking into his eyes, nodding at him as you bit your lip looking over at his face observing him closer. He had a cut on his upper cheekbone and his face bruised, a black eye seemed to form under his eye. Your finger traced patterns into the side of his face while your other hand raked through his hair, the feeling greasy and stiff.

"No more surprises. Please, Tony, I don't think I can take it." You whisper to him and he just nods his head in agreement, his voice barely audible while he responded back.

"No more, I promise." He choked out the look in his eyes serious, staring into your eyes and focusing in on you and only you. He was grateful to get to see you again and hold you, this wasn't a dream anymore, nor was it some form of hallucination, you were real in the flesh.

"I love you so much," You whispered into the close space in between you both.

"Welcome home Tony." You finished off while your arms tightened around him once more, holding him closer than you thought was physically possible, feeling his head rest on top of your shoulder. A deep breath of relief came from the both of you at the same time and you felt as if you could breathe once again.

He could barely respond so overwhelmed and happy to see you that his one arm that wasn't in a sling gripped at your back harder, hugging you close knowing that finally he was safe right by your side.

"Home...you are my home and you always will be." He said softly whispering while the both of you stood there for what seemed like an eternity just hugging each other close and embracing in the moment that now Tony was back home, where he was suppose to be, and you were going to be the one standing right by him through thick and thin.

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