#angst again

[kepsik]

I PROMISE I'LL DO SOMETHING HAPPY, BUT-

[xojhi]

Live through death

[marauders-bs]

evan who is the only person barty is nice to, barty who is the only person evan is mean to

[weathernerdmando]

Another (much shorter) arcane season 2 meta spoiler post, for Jayvik.

They saved each other again, and again - but if they were going to walk off that ledge, they were doing it TOGETHER.

[coffins-flowers]

Day 3: cuddles

Hehehe more angst and more details to my story

Storytime:

Not me googling Czech synonim to kurwa this time XD

(2 months into relationship)

Max got a message to come to Bradleys dorm urgently. That seemed a bit out of place. He knows Brad long enough to guess something is off.

He came to the door. „Let’s just open it now…” That took much more bravery than expected. Maximillian slowly came in.

„I’m here- mm, Bradley?”

Chodsky was waiting in a small living/bedroom with a deathly glare in his eyes. He was approaching fast with every step heavier then the last.

„THE HELL YOU DID MAX?!”

„I… what?”

„I’LL GIVE YOU WHAT I’LL-„

Dialogue was cut by rapid, tight hug. A teardrop left the corner of Bradleys eye. Max froze, trying to grasp what happened.

„DID YOU TALK TO TANK!?”

„Brad, are you out of your mind? What does this even mean?”

„DID. YOU. TALK. TO. HIM!?”

„No”

„SO HOW DOES MY BROTHER KNOW HUH!?”

This didn’t make any sense. Since Max found out what gammas do to ‚ex-king’ he tried his best to cut it short. Even back then he knew, Bradley doesn’t deserve so much abuse and made a deal even to leave him alone, much to PJs fear and Bobbys anger. Wait… no. It can’t be right. Bobby wouldn’t do that. To be honest he spends more time with fraternity later, but it’s just to „keep an eye” „make sure they follow the deal”. No. NO. NONONONONO! They are best friends. Bobby wouldn’t spill anything. NOT A THING. NO! But what if he did? NO. HE’S NOT LIKE THAT! Never was at least.

As labradoodle tried to understand what Bradleys brother have to do with everything, what exactly he knows, what is even happening; Bradley just fell on the couch. Almost lifeless. As Goof snapped back to reality he finally took off his jacket and went slowly towards the couch.

„What your brother knows? And what Tank has to do with it?”

„IDIOT. Victor was still in the gammas when me and Tank were freshmen. They got along pretty well and still do-”

Max crouched near the couch

„-Tank found out about us. And Vic too.” Bradley said with much effort. Tears started running and grotesque moaning was leaving his body.

Labradoodle just layed next to him, but than was swooped by strong arms. Frozen again he felt his neck getting wet from lovers tears and his lungs barely were getting any air from intense grip. His shirt was pulled so hard by chodsky’s fists, he was afraid it’ll be ripped apart.

„KURVA MAX! WHAT HAVE YOU’VE DONE! I TOLD YOU TO BE CAREFUL!”

„Do you know… what your parents will say. Or if they know. Or is there a chance to-„

„FUCK MY PARENTS! THEY BARELY REMEMBER ABOUT MY EXISTENCE! DAD NAMED ME AFTER HIS FATHER JUST TO NOT FORGET. BUT VICTOR!? THE SON OF THAT SLUT DAD LIVES WITH NOW! OH GOD HE WILL MAKE A USE OUT OF THAT!”

„How?”

„HE WILL”

„But your mother wrote on her last will that you can’t be disinherited”

„CUTING OFF WOULD BE A BLESSING DUFFUS! I TOLD YOU SHE DID IT WITH A PURPOSE TO PISS EVERYONE OFF! ESPECIALLY ME. Spiteful bitch! What to do!?”

After some time any remaining strenght left Bradley and brunette finally loosened his grip. Max sighted still barely understanding what happened. They’ll find a way, he knows it.

As for now - let’s just cuddle and try to calm down. Too many things were said in anger.

[justaz]

merlin still roams the earth thousands of years later yet arthur hasn’t risen. his hope has been waning for millennia and he’s been scraping the bottom of the barrel for centuries, his hope being a meager thing - barely tangible. it’s more caution than anything, he’s been getting by these last few decades on the thought “what if i give up right before he comes back?? just wait another year” and he’s held on for more than fifty years by that. then…nothing. absolutely nothing. not even a ripple in the lake. he’s still alone.

that’s when his barrel has been scraped clean, he has no hope nor caution to carry on anymore. the dragon got one last manipulation in before the end causing merlin to live for centuries upon centuries in agony and despair, held together by false hope that hurts more than arthur’s death did. though maybe that’s time talking, he’s pretty sure he was comatose for a couple of centuries after arthur died, but the sentiment remains.

he marches down to lake avalon and greets freya though she hasn’t responded since arthur passed. he requests excalibur, and she does not respond. he asks again. still nothing. again. nothing. he demands this time for her to give him the damn blade. she does not. for the first time in millennia, he uses magic to draw the blade out but something tugs the sword back, refusing him his last request.

he yells in frustration sending small waves across the still water. he tries again and again but freya doesn’t budge. he falls to his knees, tears escaping his eyes, and shouts for her to give him the sword so he can finally put an end to his agony. arthur isn’t coming back, he can’t keep wandering. he’s exhausted, he’s run out of hope. he just wants to rest. he gently attempts to coax the sword out with his magic one last time but freya still holds it from him.

[zero06iranosaurusrex]

some angst baffy doodle after been a long time also...could anyone help me please? did someone know where does adobe premiere usually hold the materials cache,my hdd couldn't hold em anymore TTATT

[ikkosu]

it struck me how prowl and lapis are so similar. I didn’t realize it until now (I sure have a type, huh). They’re both so manipulative, cunning even, hides a lot, skirts around things a lot —think they do things for the greater good. though, lapis is more calm, sporting a smile, eyes a moon crease. maybe, they’re a little more compassionate or perhaps that’s how they want themself to be. unlike prowl’s explosive personality that simmers under a controlled mask for so long. lapisphos would defn be similar to prowl, explosive anger, and violent tendencies though prowl isn't as demented mentally as they are. He's insane but not insane insane. On the other hand, lapis had a way with words, they’re able to convince the gems, but they could see through their intentions because they know what she’s like she eggs people on — never acts on it. prowl is lonely but lapis isn’t. like, ughhhhh, it’s given me some ideasssss. I want to write them together so baddd. idk if it’s like a crack ship or crossover I WANT TO WRITE THEM SO BAD

Look at my wife,

[mechanicalbride16]

Day 3: Favorite Single

Sorry if I'm late for a few days on this one HAHAHAHAHAHA school just got in the way again grrrrrrrrr... btw, I just edited this because I confused the "single" with the "music video". So as for my favorite single, it would be Angst.

I'm not a fan of this music video because I don't like how it was edited. But one thing that I loved about Angst that makes it remarkable for me is the imagery and ofc, its storyline.

Watching the music video and reading the translated lyrics made me smile because finally, there's a Rammstein song that I can relate to HAHAHAHAHAHA

if you ever wanna continue reading, here's a reminder that this is a very long post and it mostly contains politics.

3 months before the release of the music video was our presidential election. In case you didn't know, Ferdinand "Bongbong" Marcos Jr. was our current president. He was the son of our former dictator Ferdinand Marcos Sr. Thanks to the machinery and the historical distortion that was created by his family, he won the election.

Decades after EDSA Revolution, the Marcoses were already plotting and making advances on how they will change the image of their family. Little by little, each one in their clan is starting to gain a seat in the government until they start ruling Ilocos Norte again.

The historical distortion became prevalent in the last 2016 election. People were starting to paint Ferdinand Marcos as a hero who uses dictatorship to protect the country from insurgents and to instill discipline in the Filipinos. There was also false information spreading around on Facebook during those times about Marcos's alleged credentials. A lot of shit was going around during those times that helped the popularity of Bongbong Marcos to rise. Because of the disinformation, many people looked up to him, hoping that he was as "intelligent" as his father.

Just like how it was portrayed in the music video, the cheerleaders reminded me of the admins on those Facebook pages who were posting false information to lift up the Marcoses. Fast forward to now, some of their critics became their supporters and many people voted for him to be our president. I know that there's machinery involved there, but I can't deny the fact that he has lots of supporters.

During the recent election period, people were too busy scrolling on their social media, reading the posts about the presidential candidates. They were too absorbed with the content they were watching and reading, to the point that they believed everything that is posted there. That is why I literally face-palmed myself at the part in the music video where the band is facing the monitor screen because it reminded me of what happened during the campaign period.

While some people need to be held accountable for not being responsible enough in checking the information they're consuming, we can't blame those who are too tired from their responsibilities in real life to even fact-check the information they're reading.

So what was the aftermath of that election?? Well, a few weeks after Marcos was elected, my classmates and I were paranoid about our safety that's why we decided to create a group chat in Telegram for a while. When our fear and paranoia subsides, we transferred back to Messenger again.

I was hoping that it will be the last time I'll experience that kind of paranoia. But just a few weeks ago, some people from a certain university suspected that there were intelligence officers disguised as civilians who were roaming around the campus. I don't know what their reasons are, but the only reason that I could think of as of now is that they're searching for people who are activists and members of NatDem organizations.

I guess I gotta thank my meds for helping me not to be anxious about the political issues, and I honestly think that I'm already numb from all the shits happening here.

[ditzydisaster13]

Your Worst Inhibitions-

The heartbreak of Voltron Leaving Netflix has torn into me. When shows I love leave Netflix, I apparently (this has happened twice before) have a coping mechanism of starting crime-solving shows about a month before it leaves. I like having something else to hyper fixate one.

However, since starting Psych, I’ve had ideas for not only a crossover with VLD, but I might broader my Ao³ account and content to both fandoms, with maybe a few other crossovers mixed in.

Most are short idea stories. But if you know me, there will be angst, mpreg, Trans!Shawn, definitely angst, Shawn x CCs, Shawn x OCs, (I even have a favorite CC x mOC for Shawn already) angsty times, and lots of original characters.

I have over 40 by now. And I scare myself.

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Pt 1|

Here one of the Characters you’ll be seeing a lot:

[hinamie]

to moving forward

[chloesimaginationthings]

Pomni and Gummigoo reunite in TADC!

[herbarimoon]

The brightness of the Sun will give me just enough

To bury my love in the Moondust

[trubirb]

Geez, I sure hope history doesn’t repeat itself…

[mmavverickk]

how do you think Percy felt when he heard about Jason? someone he might be able to share the burden of leadership that he’d never really wanted with? someone the romans respected, looked up to, believed in. that they trusted.

and then he meets Jason, but he’s not seeing New Rome’s Praetor. he’s not seeing an ally, he’s not seeing someone he can trust. he’s seeing his oldest enemy. someone he had trusted, someone he had respected and looked up to and believed in and been betrayed by.

it’s not Jason’s fault. Percy knows it’s not his fault, but that doesn’t mean Percy can stop seeing Luke. that doesn’t mean that Percy feels safe, flying through Zeus’ domain, trapped on this ship with a carbon copy of Kronos.

how do you think Jason felt knowing he looked like Luke Kronos? how do you think this kid, this child who’d been raised to be a soldier, who is so fundamentally good and tries so hard, felt when he realized why the greek campers were uneasy around him.

not because he was roman. the greeks didn’t care about that. but because he was tall. lean. blond hair, blue eyes. facial scar. brotherly disposition.

someone who’d looked just like Jason had been a leader at this Camp. someone who’d looked just like Jason had been a brother here. someone who’d looked just like Jason had taken their trust and shredded it, had turned their siblings against them, had sabotaged their home, had caused so many deaths in his war to destroy Olympus, to be noticed by his father. (something Jason also desperately wants.)

Hera had sent Jason to replace Percy—the leader, the hero. but how was he meant to do that when all any of them could think when they looked at him was traitor?

[waterthatsmoe]

"By the time you see my message, I'll be gone and back home."

"I don't expect you to forgive me, but know that I'm sorry."

- Yuu 00 : 00 ✓✓ read

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