#dying and sobbing soon

[simonisferal]

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ep 2 — Uh...Where are These Guys?

— being a journalist in Teyvat is fairly easy now that a pop-group named 5WIRL cover most of the headlines. gaining the trust of the closeted members would get you promoted and that's an opportunity you can't refuse. let's hope they feels the same. —

EDITED: 12/10/2023

Back home, after that terrible but informful work day, you decide to start researching these guys.

What they were interested in, what their own fans knew about them, possible fan meet and greets, and so on. And despite being one of the best journalist, you didn't find anything worth while.

Several cafe sightings that were later proven false or just sketchy as hell, PDF links that are obviously viruses and no one on their right mind would download, and just stupid rumors like "Kazuha smoked weed when he was a kid".

Actually, it could be true. You heard some of his interviews and god, he sounds like he's not even aware of his surroundings.

You sit back in your chair, running your hand through your hair and squinting at your laptop. The actual lack of sleep and your terrible vision made a very good combo to battle your performance. Coffee would be so good right now.

After several breakdowns and coffee cups, you turn to Twitter. Yes, you were that desperate. You scroll through many tweets on 5WIRL's official account for anything, honestly. Concerts, group photos you could possibly trace, leaked phone numbers, anything.

Maybe it was a coincidence or maybe God decided to lay his widsom and grace upon you but you managed to find something from January, 2011. Don't question how far down you've scrolled.

It just showed a picture of all the members before debuting and after. If you squinted, you could see the manager's phone number as he was on settings and had his phone angled near the camera. Real question: why was he even on settings?

Nevermind that, you just found the your holy grail! You're definitely getting that interview before that newbie and Charlotte.

You get on the office's phone line and type the blurred numbers on the business phone, carrying the handle handset on your shoulders. You wait a few seconds before hearing a beep. It works!

You shake excitedly, twirling the curve of the phone with your finger. You hear the click which means the person on the other line answered the call.

You calm yourself down, trying to compose yourself. If you learned anything in your twenty years of living, it's that first impressions matter.

You hear a small "hello?" from the line. You jump, "Hi! Is this Aether, by chance?"

A quiet pause before he answers. "You'd be right, and you are?" Let's go!

You clear your throat. "You are aware of the Dispatch, yes?"

"I am. They cover majority of 5WIRL's articles. I assume that what you're calling about."

You start writing things down as he talks. "Yep. I'm with them and I'm wondering if I could trouble you and your group to an interview."

You hear a small background conversation and people scurrying. "Oh! Well, I mean, I'd have to ask them. Although I am their manager, I don't like forcing them to do things they don't want to."

"Yeah, you call me back when you find your answer on my actual number, it's [1-800-420-6969]." You listen to the audio and hear paper scratching. Maybe he's writing it down.

"Uh-huh, yeah, I'll get back to you in a few."

"Yes, thank you."

"No problem." Click.

Let's fucking go!

You felt a shiver on your back. Your hand brushes against the goosebumps. Who's talking shit?

"That was definitely a spam call, dude." Venti sighs and gets back to stretching. Aether had misclicked and put the prior phone call on speaker. Which met every member heard the conversation.

Heizou tied his hair up. "I don't know, is the phone number valid?" His hands stretch the hairband around his hair.

"I could check. But, I mean, an actual interview?" Aether side-eyes his group was they goof around a bit. "You guys aren't prepared for that."

Venti frowns, "Yuh-huh! We're literally going on tour in a few months, I think we can handle a simple interview."

"You just want to be on camera." Scaramouche snickers and Kazuha elbows him. "What? Am I wrong?"

Their manager rubs his temple. "You guys are so childish..." Xiao frowns.

Venti uses Xiao as an arm rest. "Don't worry, Aether's not talking about you! You're like an old grandpa." Heizou laughs out loud.

Xiao just moves back and lets the braided fellow trip. Kazuha interrupts the lovely two. "I do believe it would be good for us. We'll need more publicity if we want to sell out."

Aether crosses his arms. He sighs, "You're right... but can y'all handle being asked personal questions? Like, age?"

Venti snorts. "Of course! I look older than I actually am."

Silience. Scaramouche speaks up, "So.. thirty?"

"What?!" Kazuha chuckles as Xiao holds back Venti. "Let me at him! Could a thirty-year old do this?!" Scaramouche laughs like a maniac.

Aether's jaw drops. "Guys, this is want I'm talking about!"

Everyone immediately freezes.

He rubs his temple. The poor man's gonna bald prematurely if this group keeps it up. Aether takes a deep breath before continuing, "Okay.. who wants to be interviewed?"

Venti, Kazuha, and Heizou's hands raise up. Three out of the five. Aether turns to Scaramouche and Xiao.

"And you guys?"

Xiao sighs before slowly raising his hand and earning a smile from Venti. "Scara? What about you?"

Scaramouche crosses his arms and looks to the side. He grits his teeth before raising his hand with sass. "It's not like I have a choice."

Aether sweats. The male does have a choice but okay! "Great. Now, let's practice."

Venti groans, "Dude, come on!"

a/n: gonna apologize AGAIN. it's finished now, dw 🧘

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[corethetrueidiot]

so my sister finally bought me legends arceus

[acourtofquestions]

Chapter 55 of Tower of Dawn😭

[seaofashes]

When the run is going a little too beautifully and then almost everyone dies the last two chapters

[humblefryingpan]

Hocus pocus 2 is so shit compared to the original but the ending makes me cry every goddamn time.

Winnie bitching at her sisters and trying to become all powerful but when they leave begging for them to come back? For her magic to leave? Immediately starting to cry and losing her confidence. "My powers are nothing without my sisters!" And "Oh what is this feeling? Oh! I think it is my heart, I fear it is breaking. Oh I cannot bear it!" Me too Winnie omfg?? She was happy when she was dying. So happy she laughed and thanked Becca because she knew she'd be with them again.

Those are her sisters!! Give them back!! I cried, she cried, the fucking book cried!! Dear god

[hauntingblue]

Kaido lore?!

[gibbearish]

the thing with autism right. is i know if i was having a full mental health crisis what i would end up doing is going to the emergency room and being like "hello, my name is (x) birthday (y), um i was hoping to talk to you about potential mental health inpatient care? i'm currently having a mental health crisis and don't think i can be trusted on my own" like if there's one thing i can be sure will live on in me no matter how hard the brainworms try. is my fucking customer service voice

[dokitm-arch]

me simping for riku: me simping for itto: me simping for silver: me now simping for caelus: ...i'm sensing a pattern here.

[obi-wann-cannoli]

Call me selfish or whatever but I never understood the whole “[deceased person] wouldn’t want you to cry” because when I die I expect everyone at the funeral to be bawling and wailing with all the theatrics. I want them to run out of tissues because people are crying so much. Make it clear you miss me dammit.

[simonisferal]

she started crying but she's happy now, you wanna know why?

HER GIRLFRIEND TEXTED HER

my sister's girlfriend is stuck in exams and she's complaining to me about while lidtening to her 8 hour playlist dedicated to her.

she deadass got sick once because of a break that lasted a week and she couldn't call or text her gf

shes sending paragraphs right now to her bae about how much she loves her and wishes her the best on everything in life

she misses her so much (it's been a day) that she's stalking her tiktok acc

i now know where i got my devotion-type loving from 🤦

[zombiesama]

I need green hair dye ASAP the more brown it gets the less I feel like myself!!!

[litlecreacher]

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[cryptidcalling]

“It’ll be over soon” always fucking destroys me no matter what the context is. Whatever they’re going through can’t be fixed or helped, they just have to wait until it stops.

[cometchasr]

I BEG TO DIFFER

Have you ever wondered what flower from Victorian flower language you are? I have! I have a quiz about it! (my credentials are that I have a spreadsheet of over 600 flower meanings)

[camscendants]

I Wish I could go to the Reputation tour again so I could actually enjoy it this time

[entitled-fangirl]

The Warden's fears.

Cregan Stark x wife!reader

Summary: the reader is unable to give Cregan a child, and he reveals why.

Warning: talks of sex, childbirth, death, crying, guilt, etc

A/n: I've never seen anyone do this concept, so I gave it a shot!

Masterlist

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"My gods, what's the matter?"

Y/n sat on the foot on their bed, her eyes puffy and red with tears. She sniffled and wiped her eyes, "I didn't hear you enter, husband."

Cregan let out a light scoff, hating her answer. She only responded coldly when something greatly bothered her. He shrugged off his cloak, throwing it to the side, "That is not an answer."

She wiped her face again and her shaky voice broke, "What am I doing wrong?"

He tilted his head, "Doing wrong? My girl, what are you talking about?"

"Eleven months, Cregan. Eleven months and still no child."

Oh gods. 

Cregan felt his stomach drop to his feet. 

"I… I didn't know you wanted a child so desperately, my love."

She looked up at him with a horrified face, "Why would I not?"

He let out a breath, cursing himself silently. He kneeled in front of her and took her hands in his. "We already have Rickon. He may not have come from your womb, but he is all I need, my love."

Y/n was Cregan's second wife, his first, Arra Norrey, dying in childbirth. Cregan was devastated at her death, but a few years later, the cold Warden's heart was warmed by Y/n, and they married soon after. 

Rickon was a sweet boy, and Y/n was quick to step into a mother role for him when she married the boys's father. Now almost five, he was growing into his father's shoes more and more each day.

Which brought them to now.

"But my duty is to give you children."

He immediately shook his head. "No. No, nothing of the sort. I… I don't need more children."

She tilted her head in confusion, "You're the Warden. You… you need more children. I… I am to give you children, Cregan. And I can't."

"That's not true!" He argued. 

"Then why is my womb still bare despite our devotion to it?"

Cregan's cheek flushed completely. "Do… Do you think I only bed you to fill you with my seed?"

"Well… not entirely."

He forced himself to take a breath. "I lie with you because I wish to. Because I love you."

"Will you still love me if my womb remains dry?"

Pain erupted behind his eyes.

How could she think that? That he'd leave her?

Because of his own doing, this was entirely his fault.

His grip on her hands tightened. "I… I must confess something to you, my love."

Her eyes flitted up to his, still puffy and red, but at least the tears had paused.

"I… I have kept myself from filling you with child."

"W…what?" She managed to whisper out.

"I did not know that you wished this so desperately. I am very sorry, my love. I did not mean this as a secret."

She sniffled but no words came from her lips as she waited for the entirety of his secret to be exposed.

"I have been drinking a tea from the maester on the nights I believe we'll lay together."

Her jaw went slack. 

"I did not know you wanted a child so badly. That you think yourself only worthy to me if we have children."

She pushed him back as she stood, moving to leave. 

But he was quick, standing and grabbing her wrist.

She spun, beginning to hit his chest as sobs wracked from her body, "HOW COULD YOU?" Hit. "YOU'VE LIED TO ME!" Hit. "AND YOU LET ME BELIEVE I WAS THE PROBLEM!" Hit. "How long would you have let me?" Hit. "I hate you!"

He intercepted her hand this time, his grip strong but not one of pain, "Listen to me." His voice was low, "Will you do this?"

She hiccuped lightly as she stared up at him. Finally, she nodded.

"I took the tea because…" He let out a soft sigh. "Arra died in childbirth. I had nightmares of it every night. Her cold body in my hands, switched for the warm one of my son." 

His eyes watered but he continued, "The nightmares stopped when I met you. And when we wed… they returned. Only... they were different. Changed. It was you dying in childbirth."

Her eyes softened. 

He never spoke of his first wife to her. He hated the reminder of what had happened.

"And so… I take the tea. To keep your womb bare because I.." His voice broke, "…I cannot live knowing I could make the same mistake twice."

"Why did you hide it?" She asked softly.

"It was not purposeful. I figured… you did not wish to see your husband in such a state. Or truly believed that I did not wish to bed you. Or have a child with you."

"But you don't."

"I do," he argued. "I want a child. But… I will not put you through the trials of the creation of one. So, we won't." 

His hand trailed down to her stomach, tracing lightly, "To think of your swelling with my child, growing by the day, only to die once on the bed. I can't bear it."

She thought for a while of what to say. She wished she was mad at him. But how could such a burly man proclaim his fears only to have his wife mock him? She couldn't bring herself to.

"That was noble."

His head snapped up to look at her, "Was it?"

She nodded, "You care for me. You put your manhood aside to keep me safe."

He bit the inside of cheek, "I have."

"Thank you."

His eyebrows raised at her proclamation. "You're truly thanking me? When I should be begging your forgiveness?"

Her gaze softened and a hand came up to his cheek, "I do wish you'd have told me. But I cannot fault you for your fears. I'm suppose to ease them."

"How do you plan to do so?"

Her head tilted, "Have you taken the tea lately?"

He nodded.

"Then let us test it."

A fire lit behind his eyes, "Oh, we've tested it quite often, haven't we?"

A mischievous smile moved across her face, "We have."

His lips moved her hers, a mere brush. "Forgive me for making you feel unable to perform your duty," he whispered.

"What is my duty then, my lord?"

He smiled against her lips, "Being mine."

A laugh came from her, "I'll do my best then."

"Aye. You're already quite good at it."

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