#for what you did

[hellsburners]

Hi!

So I just saw your post, and I wanna request tasm peter with this angst prompt "maybe it's best to end this"

You stood in front of a wounded man. A hand clutched your chest, a grip so tight you felt nails digging into skin. You thought that holding your chest would ease the pain in your heart. That it’ll ease the sting, or dry up the tears welling from your eyes. He’d look up to you, eyes the same as yours. He’d inch closer, his gait shifting, but you’d fall back. How can someone love a wounded man?

It was the same every night, he’d knock at your window, clothes torn, bruises all over his body, dried blood all over. And tomorrow you’re expected to cook breakfast and act like nothing happened. He’d ask if you’re okay. Okay? you thought. You could’ve died, Peter.

You stayed silent looking down. Your heart was racing, aching, beating like it was about to jump off your rib cage. Your hands were clammy, your knees felt like they were about to break, the weight of the world on your shoulders. He held your hand, it was cold and shaking. He’d try to soothe it with his touch but it won't work.

Everynight I would stare at the window, waiting for you to come, or if you’ll ever come home at all, and—I feel sick. I genuinely feel so sick I feel like I’d die. And I know why you’re doing this and I love you because of that heart of yours but I’m–, tears fall down from your cheeks, the words breaking in between sobs. I’m tired, Pete.

Peter saw this one coming. He noticed the way your worry started to become resentment. Not at him, no you could never, but at the other guy, the mask. You felt that it was always a part of your relationship, the third guy. He wished to ask a question. A question he knew would change everything. That everything you experienced with him will be gone, and that you’ll soon forget about him, but at least by then you will find peace.

Maybe it’s best if we–, you took the words out of his mouth. You look up to him, eye to eye. End this, you’d say after, with a finality that cut him deeper than any of the fresh wounds on his body right now. You were now fully sobbing, your palms cupping your face, the tears flowing non stop.

He wished he could wipe all your tears away, and hug all the pain. He thought of a thousand ways to say sorry nothing would come through his lips. I love you, he said. The words still held so much weight on you. You almost felt like vomiting. Your head is dizzy, not a word coming to your head to scream. You still loved him that would never change, you thought. But no love can ever soothe the pain you were feeling.

You both laid in bed that night, crying in each other’s arms. One last night together. He’d whisper something to you before you drifted off. If I could change everything I would.

You wake up to an empty bed and any trace of him gone, his stuff, the pictures, the notes on the fridge. He thought that if you had a clean slate it would be easier. Leave out all the spaces he had occupied and make room for someone else to fill in. Someone worth all the tears. Whatever was left on your bed was his wet pillow, tears-soaked.

[noodles-and-tea]

Haha… yeah… that’d be crazy…

[koobiie]

shoutout to everyone who wants to infodump but cant string together coherent thoughts to form sentences and instead just look at you like this

[some-pers0n]

I hate how people will look at popular indie artists who had one or two songs go viral on TikTok and start making fun of anybody who listens to them. "Oh you listen to Lemon Demon, Will Wood, Jack Stauber, Glass Animals, and Mother Mother? Tsk, don't you know that is stupid TikTok neurodivergent white transmasc preteen music? It's so mid and bad you should listen to real music–" you are a pit of misery

[fly-chicken]

A Pragmatic and surprisingly comforting perspective about the Trump 2nd Presidency from the ACLU

***Apologies if this is how you found out the 2024 election results***

Blacked out part is my name.

I’m not going to let this make me give up. It’s disheartening, and today I will wallow, probably tomorrow too

AND

I will continue to do my part in my community to spread the activism and promote change for the world I want to live in. I want to change the world AND help with the dishes.

And I won’t let an orange pit stain be what stops me from trying to be better.

A link to donate to the ACLU if able and inclined. I know I am

[butchfalin]

the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again

[batcavescolony]

Katniss is such an unreliable narrator. She says "Then something unexpected happens. At least, I don't expect it because I don't think of District 12 as a place that cares about me" girl you deliver strawberries to the Mayor, you hunt and trade for the district, when you fell at Prim being chosen someone caught you, when you went to Prim people parted for you, when you volunteered EVERYONE stopped. Idk how to tell you but I think you're a pillar of the community.

[etchif]

One thing about mutuals is that they will get into the most random ass media

[eggsistential-breakdown]

Okay, but hear me out -- what if his parents weren't usually red and blue?

[vulpinesaint]

quiz enjoyers! i am now inviting you to come create something in my workshop❕

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

License to Kitty.

[pangur-and-grim]

one thing that took me embarrassingly long to learn is "sometimes when people say things, they will not be true."

I used to tell people about this revelation and they'd be like yeah.....duh.....but like, why wouldn't my base assumption be that you're communicating to me in a straightforward manner. anyway, I get scammed a lot.

[roz-ani]

IS THIS YAOI DOOMED ENOUGH FOR YOU?! IS THIS WHAT YOU PEOPLE WANTED?! 😭

[humming-fly]

I love how Gerald was trying to keep Shadow from spoiling anything about the future meanwhile literally everything Shadow says and does around Maria is the biggest death flag ever

[dishesoap]

the worst part about being an adult is thay its no longer socially acceptable to just roll down a really big hill and then run back up it and roll back down again. "oh is this a syphilis metaphor" passerby would ask. "is this for a tick tock". no i just wanna come home covered in dirt and scratches and bask in the the solace of childlike mirth