#goodbye grief

[jaurimlyrics]

스물다섯, 스물하나 (Twenty-Five, Twenty-One) 바람에 날려 꽃이 지는 계절엔

In the season when flowers are strewn by the wind and wilt

아직도 너의 손을 잡은 듯 그런 듯 해.

It is as if I am still holding your hand

그때는 아직 꽃이 아름다운 걸

Then, the flowers were still beautiful

지금처럼 사무치게 알지 못했어.

I hadn’t realized it as deeply as I do now

우~ 너의 향기가 바람에 실려 오네.

Your fragrance is carried on the wind

우~ 영원할 줄 알았던 스물다섯, 스물하나.

I had thought it would last forever, twenty-five and twenty-one

그 날의 바다는 퍽 다정했었지.

The sea was so gentle that day

아직도 나의 손에 잡힐 듯 그런 듯 해.

It is as if you are still holding my hand

부서지는 햇살 속에 너와 내가 있어

You and I, amidst the blinding sunlight

가슴 시리도록 행복한 꿈을 꾸었지.

I dreamed a dream so happy it made my heart ache

우~ 그날의 노래가 바람에 실려 오네.

The melody from that day is carried on the wind

우~ 영원할 줄 알았던 지난날의 너와 나.

I had thought we would forever be who we were back then

너의 목소리도 너의 눈동자도

Your voice and your gaze

애틋하던 너의 체온마저도

Even your bodily warmth

기억해내면 할수록 멀어져 가는데

The more I try to remember, the more distant they become

흩어지는 널 붙잡을 수 없어.

You are scattering, and I cannot hold on

바람에 날려 꽃이 지는 계절엔

In the season when flowers are strewn by the wind and wilt

아직도 너의 손을 잡은 듯 그런 듯 해.

It is as if I am still holding your hand

그때는 아직 네가 아름다운 걸

That you were still beautiful then

지금처럼 사무치게 알지 못했어.

I hadn’t realized as deeply as I do now

우~ 너의 향기가 바람에 실려 오네.

Your fragrance is carried by the wind

우~ 영원할 줄 알았던 스물다섯, 스물하나.

I had thought it would last forever, twenty-five and twenty-one

우~ 그날의 노래가 바람에 실려 오네.

The melody from that day is carried by the wind

우~ 영원할 줄 알았던 지난날의 너와 나.

I had thought we would forever be who we were back then

우~ 영원할 줄 알았던 스물다섯, 스물하나.

I had thought it would last forever, twenty five, twenty one

스물다섯, 스물하나.

Twenty five, twenty one

[mpotato]

—

[confessions-into-the-void]

I just want to not hate myself

[luminarai]

Can you teach me how to say goodbye?

For Hampus.

[arthursfuckinghat]

Say what you want about Mary, but nothing makes my heart ache for Arthur more than how fucking much they loved eachother and how much they knew it would never work.

Meeting Mary the second time, she absolutely lit up seeing that Arthur actually came to help her again. Even despite the rough circumstances with her father, they both went and had a wonderful evening at the theatre.

Mary had no idea that would be the last time she'd ever see Arthur alive again.

[life-imitates-art-far-more]

Piotr Stachiewicz (1858-1938) "Christ's Farewell to Mary" (1900) Oil on panel Located in the Warsaw National Museum, Warsaw, Poland

[missnarcissistsworld]

Is there another life? Shall I awake and find all this a dream? There must be, we cannot be created for this sort of suffering.

- John Keats

[complicatedconstellation-blog]

[the-heron]

congrats 2 henry peglar for being the only bitch confirmed as to be Fucking That Old Man

[lilystrations]

Spiritfarer - "Remember Me, Won't You?"

[dadrielle]

I am SUPER curious about how this version of gods-in-mortal-form will operate, because it sounds like the Matron intends to do it a different way than they did in Downfall. In Downfall, they just had a piece of themselves in the mortal body and the rest of their divinity was kinda chilling offscreen still being a god. This iteration is meant to be an inversion of the rites done by Vecna instead, right?

So it stands to reason all that excess divinity is gonna go somewhere; lifeforce being expelled instead of being consumed. Will it fully leave them and get tossed into space like a milkbone for Predathos? Will it splinter and transmute into a power other than divinity and infuse the world and its people? Will it shift into a well of power that the gods can choose to reclaim after their mortal form remembers their origin? And how much power will these mortal gods have anyway? Will they just be regular ass people with the potential to tap into knowledge beyond what mortals now know when they remember? Will the worship of their followers make them like Artagan, not technically divine anymore but still able to empower followers? Will they start as babies immediately or will their first newly mortal lives be humanized avatars of their original state, stripped of power, so that they will only experience a full start to finish mortal life after they are consecuted? Would the range of consecution for a mortal god be different than for a regular mortal? How will it all interact with the Luxon?

It's all so interesting.

[mymarifae]

i'm in tears. do you know how beautiful this subversion of expectations irt death is to me. do you even understand how important it is. she's all warmth and love, always surrounded by vibrant displays of life - rather than the expected wither and decay. because death is not the antithesis to life: it is life. they are a part of each other. saying goodbye is always hard, but you have to let everything go, eventually. it's okay, it's not a punishment, it's not scary, it's not lonely - it's one last well-earned rest. releasing your borrowed energy back unto the universe so it can feed a new budding life, starting the cycle anew. and she's here to hold and cradle you until you're ready to go. you lived well. you were loved. sweet dreams, okay?

[mpotato]

I will never forget you.

[lulublack90]

Prompt 22 - Grief/Mourning

@wolfstarmicrofic July 22, word count 506

CW - dead animal, burial,

Sirius came into their dorm room sobbing his eyes out.

“Moony, Prongs, something terrible’s happened!” His face was red and blotchy. Remus had never seen him so upset. He was cradling something furry in his hand. It took Remus a second to figure out what it was. It was a brown rat. 

“Lily’s cat was chasing him. I tried to rescue him but-but-but, I was too late,” Sirius wailed. 

“Oh, shit!” James gasped from across the room. 

“What are you on about, Sirius?” Remus questioned him, not quite understanding why Sirius was so upset. 

“It’s Wormtail!” He cried, holding up the limp rat. He sobbed harder, letting James hold him and cry alongside him. Remus bit his tongue to keep the sarcastic comments contained. 

“He was the most amazing friend,” James stated sadly. “He was always there when you needed to talk and, while he was small, when he transformed, I will never forget the time he snuck up behind Mrs Norris and bit her tail so we could get away before Filch caught us.”

“I-I-I remember how sweet he was when Moony and I started going out, and he bought us all that chocolate and butterbeer. I don’t even know how he carried it all. He was the best of us!” Remus sighed through his nose and resisted a facepalm. 

Just then, Peter walked in, saving Remus from having to explain that if the rat had been Peter it would have transformed back when Clawd got hold of him.

“Why are they crying?” Peter asked, eyeing the rat in Sirius’s hands. 

“They think that’s you,” Remus explained, rolling his eyes. 

“Oh Peter,” James patted the poor lifeless rat. 

“Guys, I’m right here,” Peter groaned.

“I can still hear his voice!” Sirius leaned into James’s chest. 

“Wait, me too,” James said, confused. 

“Idiots,” Peter tutted. 

Sirius and James spun around. 

“Peter?” They said together. “PETER!” The rat fell from Sirius's hand, and they jumped on Peter. 

“Hey, get off, you nutters!” Peter yelped as they squashed him onto Remus's bed. Remus stooped and picked up the rat Sirius had dropped. 

“Well, I think after all that this little guy deserves a proper burial,” Remus declared and grabbed Sirius’s arm, hauling him off Peter. “Come on Prongs, Wormtail, this requires all of us. 

They dug a little hole in front of the whomping willow and laid the rat to rest. “You picked the wrong dorm little rat. I’m sorry your life was cut short, and I guess we'll never know why you were all the way up at the top of Gryffindor Tower. Rest in peace little buddy.” Remus used his wand to fill in the grave, and they all stood quietly and stared at it.

“Glad it wasn’t you Wormy,” Sirius said, clapping Peter on the back.

“Er, thanks,” Peter huffed out a laugh. Remus burst out laughing, which set them all off. 

“Merlin, I love you,” Remus kissed the top of Sirius’s head, and they walked back up to the castle to relax before dinner. 

[muchmossymess]

Like they just did that and moved on

[q8qwertyuiop8p]

Guys... she's burning Silco's body...