#Throwing Up

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[amessformiles]

THIS is Comedy built on Friendship btw 🥹

[yourlocalsaiko]

Hey Op you know posting is *optional* right?

Die first

Warnings: Angst, death, grief, brief suicidal ideation. Not proof read.

Summary: Reader dealing with grief after the loss of Victoria.

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Mourning, that was the last thing you had expected to do but here you were, sitting at the grave site of your wife Victoria. In a strange way, you had seen this coming. The minute she had decided to align herself with Homelander after sending Stan to prison, you knew that it would only end badly.

Homelander was arrogant, that was something you could tell simply from a single interaction. Behind the smile that had never reached his eyes and cold dead eyes that unnerved you, you could see that stability was not something that he possessed. You had argued with Victoria, pleaded with her not to work with him, to take the out that Hughie was constantly offering her, but she dismissed it, insisting that this was for the security of you and Zoe's future, for your family's future.

Then as predicted, it all went wrong. Homelander had exposed Victoria live on air and you rushed backstage to check on her. Love made way to rage and protective instincts lead you to cuss Homelander in every language that you could think of. Strangely, he did not kill you or hurt you, you swore that their was a flicker of respect? It didn't matter, you didn't want it.

You didn't anticipate how quickly downhill everything would go. In your shock, you had crawled to your wife who was no longer whole. Blood staining your clothing, Her blood. It stained the fabric a crimson that you had never once anticipated it would, yet as you crawled to her corpse and gently took the ring off her still warm finger, it stained you.

You hated this state, this city this country. You wanted to move, but you couldn't. This was where Victoria was, where she lay. Where the only life you had ever known was. Zoe had long fallen asleep in your arms, head in your lap after exhausting herself from crying. Being a single parent was not something you had wanted but it's what you were given and you tried desperately to give Zoe some semblance of normalcy after losing her mother in such a traumatic way.

As you stared at the headstone stone that held her name, held her titles as a mother, wife and vice president elect, you couldn't help but remember a conversation that you had had a month earlier. You had both been laid in bed, staring into those beautiful big brown doe eyes that you loved when you had suddenly asked:

"Do you ever wonder what your life would have been like if you hadn't been given given compound V as a baby, if your parents were still alive and if you had simply just gotten to be Nadia instead of Victoria?"

Victoria had looked at you with a completive look, thinking about her answer before she spoke.

"Sometimes, but I gave up that wishful thinking years ago in Red River, I learnt pretty quickly that it didn't do much good to ponder on the 'what ifs'," She stared at you with tenderness that you had seen many times before. "Besides, I wouldn't have met you."

"I'd like to think that we would meet anyway, that we'd meet in every universe and in every life, I'd always come back to you." You had replied, a warm smile gracing your face. Your voice became a whisper as your next words left your lips. "Promise me that if you go first, that you'd come back and haunt me as a ghost?"

This had caused Victoria to laugh, a genuine one that you've heard so many times, one that you had the privilege of drawing out of those lips frequently. "Are you sure you'd want me to haunt you? I Don think I'd be a good ghost frankly."

The laughter died down and she had looked at you with nothing but adoration and love, a devotion to you that no one else received. "Yes, I promise to haunt you if I do die first, even if I'd be an annoying poltergeist."

You could help but feel angry that she hadn’t kept that promise, even if it was rather irrational. Instead, she haunted you with the lingering scent on her clothing and the bedsheets that you could change, the remaining jewelry that she would never wear again. The leftover food that she didn't get to eat, the pictures that hung on the walls throughout the house that no longer felt like a home, just a tomb of the life you had once lived with the woman who you had said I love you too on the daily.

You no longer had tears tears to cry, the only thing left is a revolving door of feelings that switched between feeling numb and wanting to follow her to the grave. Had it not been for Zoe, you would have. You would have followed her in death, had a casket that would have laid beside hers, but you couldn't. You had a child to take care of and a life to live, no matter how shattered it had become. It was only for Zoe that you would go on, just for your daughter that Victoria would never get to see grow or graduate. You'd do it for her, do it for them, even if it hurt to breathe air that your soulmate could no longer breathe.

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My first attempt at a fanfiction guys, I hope you like it.

[weaver-z]

The people making Spider-Punk playlists on Spotify need to be in JAIL. HE WOULD NOT FUCKING LISTEN TO MELANIE MARTINEZ. You are SICK people.

[queruloustea]

who up salaming they ryebread :]

[ph-cutie]

busiest bee on the block

[felassan]

Ghilan'nain's face watches her Siege of Weisshaupt from a storm in the sky.

On DA Day 2023 BioWare said:

"To the far west, three Grey Wardens patrol the Anderfels. Tremors have been causing disturbances of late. Their cause is unknown. Upon the distant horizon, a storm of ominous intent brews and darkens the skies."

they were being literal about the storm of ominous intent darkening the skies.

The storm in this concept art of Weisshaupt is a Ghilstorm.

[love-is-here]

[buggybadhabits]

Hector cope better challenge FAILED (these are 2 separate events)

[birdy-babe]

This set of dialogue happening right now with the context of Blitzø’s love life/stolitz

It’s really on the nose isn’t it??

“You can’t brute force it”

“I’ve never been good at this shit”

[sad-emo-dip-dye]

I need someone to wordlessly hand kunikidas notebook to dazai and watch him crumple

[pawnyao]

"Stars"

[falling-through-a-trapdoor]

Ok did y’all see what Dave said about the Jirv Playlist cause….!!!!!!

[nunafilms]

I no longer have anything to hide.

✩ The Double ─ Episode 34 (墨雨云间)

[conswayo]

i havent posted here in a bit..sorry everypony….but i have a new link click video!!! check it out!!!!

[badly-drawn-doflamingo]

Ugh… she pictures Ginny his size because she never met her…