#Thisonehurt

[gloomyloomy]

I LOVE THEM SO MUCH

also a silly headcannon~

law got D E A T H tattooed on his hands because he feels as if Corazons death is his hands…

so i drew him without the D E A T H tattoo cuz Corazon is alive here ;_;

[inner-interiors]

my own idea, for what it is worth, is that all sadness which is not either arising from the repentance of a concrete sin and hastening towards concrete amendment or restitution, or else arising from pity and hastening to active assistance, is simply bad; it is the high-minded unbeliever desperately trying in the teeth of repeated disillusions to retain his “faith in human nature” who is really sad

CS Lewis on depression from the problem of pain

#thisonehurts

[raivennxi]

Thoughts 4 2Day

Ok, This one is gonna Be Mushy. Filled to the Brim of I Love U's and Ur Awesome's and stuff like that. So….

Found out that someone I love Dearly, (if Im honest)but from far away She isn’t doing well.

I am really saddened to hear this. As left field as I found this person, she has one of the kindest spirits I have encountered. I'm sorry that She is going through this. I'm sorry she is suffering. I'm sorry, I just really am. Someone told Me once that “Sometimes the Spirit is too big for the body it’s in.”Never forgot that. Anyways. Back to the Mush. 😍

Buhbies n Lovies, None of Us is promised anything,here. All we got is Here n Now. Love Ur people Hard,Fiercely. U never know where a person is on their journey.U never know wen It’s ur turn for that walk💀.Be Good n Kind while U can.Love,Live, Laugh-Hard, often n Loudly. We r here to love and protect each other from the Hurties.We gotta Do better. Including Me😕

#ThisOneHurts

#Damnit#LoveU

#MommaDiva💋

[l-lady-y]

“it’s funny how quickly we discard something when it isn’t going right, until we want it too much.” - written on a discarded start of a sketch found in a cafe near me.

It isn’t about the sketch.

- lady

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[adamarmeadowcroft]

The portal ripped open and at once the two men were met with the all to familiar smell of fire and blood. At once, Adamar’s heart sank as through the smoke he could see Solstice smoldering. Varsen and Adamar traded glances for a brief moment as both had something at stake here. Swords were drawn and the two sprinted into the ruins of the small northern Village by the sea. Adamar knew exactly where he was heading to first, the sight of his house smoking sent a chill down his spine and his heart sank. “Light, don't you do this to me. Not again.” He said through gritted teeth. A firm hand suddenly halted him and slammed him against a wall that still remained. Varsen was quick to gesture silence as he pointed up into the clouds. The sound of wings echoed over the crackling of wood before a shadow passed over them. Dragon. “Stay low, stay quiet. I know brother... but be calm.” Varsen clapped his hand over the back of Adamar’s head and pulled him in roughly, pressing their foreheads together. “Go. Find your family, I’ll find Astrid.” Adamar took a deep breath to steady himself, nodding firmly to the much larger man. “Go.”

The two split up then, going in opposite ways through the village. Adamar kept to the ruins of the houses, making his way as swiftly as he could towards his house. He stopped in his tracks though, sword lashing out as he rounded a corner to come face to face with a dragon. His blade bit deep, and only then did he realize... the beast was already dead. Moving around the corpse, he gave pause at what he beheld. Several dragons and Vy’krul lay scattered around the ground, circling a single point. In the middle laid a giant of a man and a large dire wolf. Both were burnt and battered and clearly it had been a last stand. Adamar looked around slowly once more before striding forward to kneel and place a hand atop Volkens chest. “You were a stubborn bastard... but I will miss you. Know that you have not gone unwitnessed, Volken Eldrson. I will tell the world of your prowess.” He felt the hot stream of a tear running down his cheek. “Never will you be forgotten, Brother. Feast well, and save me a seat. We will meet again someday.” He fought back the grief welling in his chest as he gave the mans chest one more pat and pressed on.

So many faces of those he had come to know as family lay scattered across the ground the closer he drew to his house. His pace quickened as the panic only continued to build in his chest. Caution was thrown to the wind as he cried out. “Synna?! Synna?! Baby, where are you?!” His steps carried him up the hill, the smoking roof of his house just at the top. More than once he stumbled, his breathing growing frantic. “Synna?! Gale?! Light, don't do this to me!” He reached the top of the hill and his world fell apart around him.

“NOO! Synna, gods please no!” His sword fell from his grasp as he ran and fell to his knees at the side of the white haired woman who was his wife. The bodies of Vy’krul lay scattered about the front of their house and not one had made it past her. “Baby, no no no.” He scooped her body up into his arms and shook her gently under the chin. “Synna, wake up. Don't do this to me, please!” Her wounds were many and crimson stained her snowy white hair. “Wake up, baby.... please.” Light began to glow about his form as tears streamed down his face. “Don't take her from me, don't you take her from me!” In the dim of the smoke, he shone like a beacon. The light poured into Synna lifeless body for a time, and yet she did not stir. “.....S-synna.”

The light died in that moment and all the world felt dark. “My moon... I should have been here.” He held her to his chest tightly as his entire body began to shake. A firm hand found his shoulder once more, squeezing tightly. “We will have time to mourn, brother. You will be strong, for your sons sake.” Adamar pressed his forehead tightly to Synna’s and kissed her.... one last time. Softly, he laid her back upon the earth and forced himself to part from her side. The door to their house was open, and inside... he found only darkness and an empty crib.

The Light died that day.

[shortmoonstories-149]

☆*getaway*☆ afi

(Credit me if you share this!! Hope you enjoy this one :)) )

concept: the princess has a secret lover 

Sighing softly amongst the hushed conversations in the hallway, Elise walked back to her room at the top of the stairs. Maid's shared quick glance between themselves as they watched her bite back a shameful grin creeping onto her face.

Turning the handle, she pushed the lock and let out breathless laugh as she recalled the absolute absurdity that ensued during tonight's event; absurdity that made her father fly face first into the celebratory dinner and her would be suiter leave the hall with half the head of hair he came with.

The smile on her face never faded as she twirled up the steps to her room, crashing onto the sheets and gazing out into the gleaming scattered overlay of stars fading in and out behind drifting clouds. The sky was becoming a soft blush as the sun began fall behind the horizon. The sound of grunting coming from outside her window made her pause her dazed reverie as she quickly stood up and made her way to the balcony, gripping the railing adorned with colorful fairy lights emitting soft amber and sage glows.

Elise bit her lip as she looked down, her grin becoming impossibly wider at the sight of the man she loved slowly fumbling up the side of the castle to reach her balcony, soft grunts filling the silence of the night. She giggled as he swung himself onto the steel rails of the balcony and crashed into her arms, lifting her up and letting out loud chuckles at the look of adoration on Elise's face. She quickly wrapped her arms around his neck and allowed herself to cheer as he twirled her around the room, leaving chaste kisses on her neck.

"You looked so fucking pretty tonight. He doesn't deserve you," he murmured, muffling the last part as he buried his face in her neck. She could feel the mop of his curly brown hair tickling beneath her chin.

She felt her heart race upon his words; she leaned closer to meet his eyes. Her breath quickened as the rough callous of his fingertips brushed against her cheek and his palm cradled her face. She could never quite tell what he was thinking, but at this moment everything was clear for her.

Her heart felt the reassurance allow the three words to escape her lips.

Elise watched as his eyes widened slightly, his grin fading into a somber expression. She watched as his gaze travelled past her, masked deception of love erased from his gaze. She watched as he slowly let her down from his grip around the small of her back, releasing her from himself and taking a few step back towards the balcony.

The air became heavy as the words lingered pathetically between them.

"You can't. You know we can never fucking be together so why do you torture yourself like that?" he whispered seemingly more to himself, broken gasps of breath filling the silence between us.

A tormented expression of sadness formed on Elise's face, all traces of her grin faded into anxious breathing. Her mind clouded with bullshit ways to remedy the situation, but there was nothing. Nothing but a weak mumble of 'sorry'.

"Why the fuck are you sorry, Elise?"

Again, no words came out. She shut her eyes, expecting shuffling sounds of him leaving to be the final straw in which there would be nothing saving her heart from shattering. Why the fuck did I tell him that? What do I fuck everything up?

"Elise."

She kept her eyes shut, slightly confused as to why he was still here and pondering whether she should leave from the balcony window herself.

"Elise can you fucking look at me," he repeated, slightly louder this time. She could feel him take a step closer to her but she couldn't look into the cold eyes again. Those eyes that denounced her love. Those eyes that she would do anything to see light up and love her again like they had done before.

"Babe,"

Shaking her head slightly, Elise kept her stare fixated on the floor, determined to stop herself from looking up and staring into the bitterness in his eyes. She shuffled backwards slightly and let herself sit on the foot of her unruly bed. Silence. Cold air drifting from the open balcony made her shiver.

"I love you too, but you know we can't do this. You know I love you. It kills me to see all those men come in every other week, me who don't deserve you, who don't know you like I know you, try and win your hand as if your just something that can be charmed over by money. Why do they all think their money is impressive when you literally live in a palace," he mumbled, chuckling slightly to ease the tension in the air. It had worked too, as Elise cracked a small smile and let out a short sigh. It always worked- he was the only one who could ever make her smile when all she wanted to do was hide beneath her covers.

He sat down beside her on the bed, his arms frozen to his sides, wanted so badly to cradle her face against his chest. It was killing him that he was the reason her smile had been replaced with a look of sorrow and desperation and he hated himself for it. Instead, he decided to simply shut his eyes and allowed her head to rest gently on his shoulder, feeling the pounding in his chest slowing.

[mrrogerscardigans]

Brrrrooooooo. Fucking john Witherspoon died. I'm so hurt right now. You were supposed to be eternal. Rest in peace pops!

[pinkguacamole]

More climbing hills and looking for views

[spiritualthoughtleader]

My Father in the Gospel, Apostle LE Braggs, will impact the world throughout eternity. There will never be another Dr. LE. I salute you, Sir. Rest on. #ThisOneHurt #ACIDI #TrumpetInZion https://www.instagram.com/p/Cmi3MF-OxJg/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[bigjen-blog]

I'm lost right now. To hear that you are gone seems unreal. You were one of my closest friends. I knew something wasn't right because you didn't hit me back and now to hear I won't see you again, hear your laugh and see your smile is just too much. You was one of the most genuine and sincerest people I know. You was the definition of A true friend. I'm going to miss you bro. #FuckCovid19 #ThisOneHurt #BigBiz #Reggie #FriendsThatBecomeFamily https://www.instagram.com/p/B_qtH1JA8hR/?igshid=1kiy1c7qxf4mr

[forever-deee]

Rest in Power Nipsey

[jimmyb516]

One of the greats...Rest In Peace! 🙏 #mfdoom #thisonehurts https://www.instagram.com/p/CJe7U2rBZYYVvoqlnOgYZRhH97MteJ5m5vv4J80/?igshid=10w1wvsviqw0l

[becky-nunez-nyc-host]

DAYUUUM!!! 😥😥😥😥 #SALUTE TO HIP-HOPS GOD YOU WILL NEVER BE FORGOTTEN.. OUR "DAWG" FOR EVA!!! #THISONEHURTS #RIPDMX #LEGENDARY #THEPARTAFTERTHEPARTY https://www.instagram.com/p/CNbh0guBAur/?igshid=1qq019ofw653n

[thisisjester]

Thank you for giving us something to strive for. Whenever I would travel on tour dates... if I had seen every movie or wasn’t interested in anything else during that flight, I would always put on Black Panther because even though I’ve seen it many times it made me proud. To see a black super hero... someone that looked like me... man... that’s a feeling I can’t describe with one word. Hopeful. Strong. Powerful. Inspired... just to make a few. THANKFUL. Thank you for being a hero to us all on and off the screen. RIP @chadwickboseman 🙏🏾🖤✊🏾🙅🏾‍♂️ #thisonehurts #blackexcellence https://www.instagram.com/p/CEeZ3AzFUmN/?igshid=1ec2tofmcujkw

[bxbosslady]

In this picture Eight #cousins, one #Aunt n Two #Uncles and A small representation of my HUGE #family #familia Them.... N many more came to express their #condolences and show just how loved Papi was and is. He touched so many people. #thisonehurts 💔🙏🏼 https://www.instagram.com/p/CEd7km0JOND/?igshid=1o3oorcp225ff

[visuallykita]

Day 26/365 reflection. I started playing in middle school. I had a full scholarship to Hampton university. I religiously watched Kobe because he was my idol. I have seen him play twice have all of his jerseys and today has been hard. . I wanted to be him (I thought we were family to with the last name lol) Even when people laughed because I was the shortest player on the team. Even when I missed the ball that didn't win the championship game. I got up because I wanted to be him. . We all know life is short but are we really living it to leave a legacy? Reflect today on what you want to leave behind and love people. My prayers to his family and all those on board. Mamba out...... . #ripkobe #cherisheveryday365_jan #cherisheveryday365 #kita365project #365daychallenge #documentyourdays #bball #basketballislife #mambaout #kobebryant #griefandloss #suchatragedy #ripkobe #thisonehurts #reflection https://www.instagram.com/p/B7zXntxnQdV/?igshid=1cfm88udipqm8