#i could try to pinpoint why im sad but i will not

[defectivefoci]

who would have thought that listening to music that makes me sad when im being overwhelmed by sadness wouldnt help at all

[the-moon-files]

The Chain being Down Bad🐕‍🦺™️ for Your Voice lol (Masc!Reader)

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@peepthatbish once again, our lovely muse peep (name twins!!) Has come to bless me, and hopefully i did that gorgeous idea justice, and dw im not done writing them all out yet :)

<333

Sun: Masculine Reader (he/him)

Orbit: Headcanons-ish

Stars: a dash of everybody <3

(except rare ones like Fierce/Koridai/Courage/Sage/etc.)

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Comets & Meteors: Content Warnings: fluff & Trigger Warnings: none known.

Please comment if i missed any. /gen

Ok but like

Ur voice is absolutely iconic to them

(Like the fairy fountain theme or the appearance of the Master sword, its unimaginable to them for your to not sound like that)

And its not only the heroes of Hyrule, but anyone else who could hear you

Well it helps that it used to be ur only sort of external sign of presence to outsiders

(the Links could also somewhat "feel" you in their own chests sometimes, like when u were stressed over a boss, or sad over a cutscene)

The only others who usually hear you are mostly things like the Great Fairies, the Deku Tree, other weird ass beings that know way too much (Fierce Deity)

So needless to say, when u first crash landed thru a portal into Wild's Hyrule (ur latest Zelda game you've played u guess thats why)

And the Chain had seen u in the distance, met up with you to try and help what they thought was some poor guy who accidentally fell thru Hylia's portals

But as they heard u stutter thru an introduction, instead they knew immediately it was you

Sky and Twi seriously teared up, Hyrule/Wild/Four/Wind all attacked you with a hug and excited shrieking, Legend and Wars were just gaping in shock, and Time was just staring at you

It took you a minute to pinpoint who was from what game, but as soon as you figured it out u literally jaw dropped at Time/Wild/Twi/etc.

(The ones that look different from their in game model or way better irl than graphics could ever capture)

U also may have screamed. A very manly scream. Not high pitched at all. You didnt make Legend cover his ears or the four that tackled u scramble off in fear, what- haha

(U cant blame urself, u were in literal shock, bc that's ALL the LINKS??!! Like u needed a shock blanket like rescue/ambulances gives ppl)

After calming down, it wasnt even an outright discussion or decision u could rlly choose,

They were basically kidnapping u along for the ride, also u were there for them (in pretty voice alone but still) for all their adventures,

So u even suggesting leaving u behind bc u couldnt keep up as well as them had them looking at you like they never even considered it

(And also making them individually go thru the 5 stages of grief: 😨😟😡😭🥺🙏🙏 they were all outright begging u, in their own ways, deadass by the end of it)

So as u travel, you get to understand the full impact of Your Voice, or the Guide's Voice™️.

If anyone has a nightmare, what would normally take another hero poking them with a stick and dodging the reflex punch, or them waking up unable to go back to sleep after having the nightmare, etc.

U quickly realized only took you talking to comfort them, with no reflex punch when they woke up, if they woke up, sometimes u were so good at it the nightmare just cleared ended according to their face

In your first battle against the shadow, along with lots of black-blooded monsters, u realized how much more confidently every Link fought as soon as you were speaking from behind them

They got even better and less stressed abt fighting when u managed to crack a few jokes or go toe to toe verbally with the Shadow lol

Legend outright guffawed when you pulled a dumb "sigh... well i guess... maybe... ur mom." joke in response to his villain monologue, like wiping a tear and everything, saying "u used to say that all the time after dumb long evil speeches, its a fucking classic" 💀

Literally will have them asking you to make more jokes bc it makes them feel better in tense situations/battles (most to least frequently: Sky, Wild, Hyrule, Wind, Twi, Time, Wars, Legend, Four) but they love it equally

Okay but,

U have Definitely. Sent chills down their spines when u get into lower ranges lol

U dont understand why everyone needs to talk to you so bad first thing in the morning,

or alternatively why they keep wanting you to go on a rant abt ur fav book/tv show/thing either???

U are always the last for story time at the campfire every night, and unlike the others, they refuse to let you take a night off, u have to say smth every night??

It amazes u they like ur voice so much, huh, Wild/Twi/Wars/Four/Hyrule must all be getting a little too close to the fire, theyre faces are looking a little red/pink

(Legend and Time just look rlly pleased/happy to be here, they only ever look a little overheated when u specifically look at them while ur talking/or tell a story abt them, and they usually are always the ones asking u another question to prompt u to keep going forever)

Wars may or may not have a life changing moment he told u abt ur voice on his adventures where Cia was like, "Ah Link... let me get a good look at you..."

Link: 😰🤢🥲

You: "... and girl, I am only looking at your tiddies right now."

If Wars had smth to drink right then he wouldve spit-taked.

It was like the one time he was caught so genuinely off-guard, and u just made him suddenly feel 10x more comfortable facing her, he literally couldnt keep his knight trained composure together, he had to lean on his knees he was crying with laughter

That was the first Cia heard of you too and she literally audibly gasped lmao

It was like all of a sudden Wars and Cia had been in on a joke no one else could hear around them (Shiek/Zelda is confused to this day by that)

And there are countless moments like this from each of their adventures where u did this, u cant help but feel mildly embarassed when u hear it at first

But then seeing how much ur voice and comments meant to them and how happy it made them u can help but want to talk more and more and more

Youve never felt more comfortable talking to this many people in ur entire life,

Bc u can literally see their elf ears twitching cutely when they pick up ur voice

BEST BELIEEEVVEEEE

u arent getting out of singing to them.

Yeah, sorry, theyve heard u sing ur fav songs while gaming too many times, they need to hear u sing irl, Now.

Most of them ignore or sort of passively enjoy bards/musicians on their journeys, but as soon as u so much as hum-

Its like they're all clambering to get closer to hear u, but also not make u aware thats what theyre doing, so they end up just:

Four/Legend/Hyrule trying to hide behind various (upside down) books, behind plants that're not that bushy, or one memorable time, when u sang "Good Old Fashioned Lover Boy" quietly to urself, a bard's tune got close and reminded u of it,

and Four fully threw his hammer on his toes bc he was so shocked/lovestruck, he completely missed the anvil and just threw it at the ground/his feet LMAO

Time and Wars, cheeky strategists they are, immediately fall back behind u wherever u are, so u cant see them, but they can still hear u lol

(Theyre the only ones youve not caught actively listening/straining to come closer to hear u... bc theyre behind u lol)

Wild/Sky/Twi all fully whip their heads around fast enough to crack it, then clumsily try to recover so u wont stop

Wild/Sky just fully accidentally like fall into lakes/ponds trying to stay just out of range or even (they both tried it once, and never again after u got onto them) got on a rooftop

And fell. When u got quieter they tried to get closer and- yep.

(Idiots were fine and smiling when u came to check on them)

Twilight.

Twilight's the worst ngl.

Just fully stares in awe at you until u stop out of embarassment, and has had the audacity multiple times to pop up as Wolfie and just happily listen like you havent also been thru the adventure that literally made him a werewolf

Wind is a cutie, he always joins in, esp when he recognizes the song, and since they can somehow remember the songs u sang while gaming, it will never not be a core memory for you to sing "Drunken Sailor" back to back with "I LOVE YOU HOE" by ODETARI (ft.9lives)

with Wind Waker Link.

You nearly died when you heard him singing the chorus, like literally right after drunken sailor 💀

(Its catchy u got it stuck in ur head from tiktok audios)

(Wind absolutely makes fun of the others for being in love with ur voice, like he'll trick u into ranting abt smth late at night when ur voice is husky or ur just low energy atm, and then from behind you just mouth at the rest of them, sitting looking up at you like ur an angel,

G A Y Y Y Y 🫵🫵🫵 )

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Sorry to anyone whose sent in stuff to my mailbox! I promise ill answer u tomorrow!!

Im acc running another blog for a diff fandom and i got busy today :/

BUT THANK U SM AND I LOVE YOU TO ANYONE WHO SENT STUFF IN !! <3333

Like, i would write a fic for u tysm for showing me ur interest bc it feels like tumbleweeds are blowing thru LU fandom when i check the tags 💀

Which isnt awful! I just like hearing feedback from ppl or just talking abt LU and stuff :)

Peace out,

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[atlaseclectic]

{MY INTERPRETATION OF THE JUNO INCIDENT THIS ONLY REALLY MAKES SENSE TO MY HEADCANONS AND AU OR WHATEVER U WANNA CALL IT AND THIS MIGHT BE SLIGHTLY OOC BUT I NEEDED TO WRITE THIS}

{CW FOR GUNS, SHOOTING AND BLOOD!!! ALSO KINDA UNRELIABLE NARRATION BECAUSE THE HEART SUCKS (/silly) AND IM BAD AT WRITING}

(Juno was mad, he knew he'd been had)

("NO! Listen to me, Ciro. You don't understand, you couldn't understand! You don't have to be berated by some...automaton twat just for feeling!")

All The Heart could do was scream and shove. Everytime he pushed The Mind she stumbled back, not quite in shock, but more like he was testing Juno. Like it wouldn't stoop to their level. At least, that was how it seemed.

The Mind was never the one to initiate any physical violence. It was like she was trying to be better than The Heart. Well he was sick of this shit. He felt the cold metal of the gun against his stomach through his pocket.

The fighting escalated and it ended up turning physical after all. Juno was in tears for...some inexplicable reason. It wasn't because of Ciro, it was more....everything. It was always impossible for Juno to pinpoint what exactly was upsetting him, probably due to him feeling...literally everything. All of the time. That was something The Mind could never understand.

Sure, it got upset- Heart had seen her get angry or sad and it wasn't pretty- but they wouldn't get how agonising it was....feeling.

The gun pressed against The Heart's stomach again. It was a last resort. To be entirely honest, he wasn't entirely sure why he'd grabbed it. He could feel every little detail on the gun against him. He knew he hadnt put the safety on, what if he shot himself by accident? What if he actually hurt The Mind and then The Soul got upset or-

Ciro was snapping at Juno when he started registering his surroundings again. Even then, it took a minute for them to really hear what the other half was saying.

["I understand that you feel more intensely than all of us, but that's not an excuse for you fighting me all the time. Juno, I'm going to be frank but, you are the reason we can't be whole."]

(So he shot at the sun with a gun)

It was his fault they weren't whole? It was HIS fault??? Did Ciro not push him to resort these kinds of reactions? Did she not purposefully anger him??She knew he'd react in ways like this? So why did she push, and push, and push.

He couldn't take anymore of this.

He pulled the gun from his pocket.

(Shot at the sun with a gun)

He aimed.

(Oh, he shot at his wily, one only friend)

And he missed.

[fishyfarms]

Send this to ten other bloggers that you think are wonderful. Keep the game going ⸺ if you'd like! :3 (I’m also adding a cheeky question bc I LOVE August and the bits of lore we’ve gotten)

You’ve talked a little bit about Augusts dad and his new family, as well as his new wife’s insistence of including August despite having abandoned her with her grandfather. I’m curious if this new wife had good intentions with wanting to reintroduce August back into a family setting, or was it more malicious in nature?? (punching Augusts dad with the force of a thousand trains regardless I DONT like him)

- @oorangesoda 💚

OORANGE WHEN I CATCH YOU….YOURE SO SWEET UGH fine here’s the longest lore dump you could ask for

Everything’s under the cut!

Was gonna draw something to go along with this but alas…..I’m lazy……….but Lucille (August’s step mom) had like. Very neutral intentions in wanting Jack to reconnect with August. She claimed she was doing it because she cares, and she does care that Jack had a secret kid that he just NEVER told her about…but she doesn’t necessarily care about August specifically. It’s a PR move to have them reconnect. Lucille comes from money and status. If people were to find out her husband had some kid with another woman years ago that he never talked about, it wouldn’t kill Lucille, but it would be a whole scandal and she figures that if she just has them bite the bullet immediately and they get August on speaking terms then no one will care and they can all pretend to play happy family!

Lucille had not anticipated August hating Jack as much as she does, though. Nor did she anticipate how upset August would be about having a brother. Eventually August starts doing more harm than good to Lucille’s reputation (she’s loud, she’s in a band, she has tattoos, she can’t hold a job to save her life etc etc) and Lucille really starts to dislike her. Can’t get rid of her now though now that she’s been welcomed in!

And then August’s grandpa gets sick, and August goes quiet, and she stops fighting and she starts working and Lucille thinks that maybe that’s a good thing, but really it just makes her sad. She can’t pinpoint why until grandpa finally passes and she sees August just break and that’s when it clicks that Lucille, at some point or another, started to care for August. She’s the one who insists on August moving in, and who sets up a room for her and tries to at least make everything comfortable and it’s so awkward because August hates her and she’s in this super emotional place and Lucille knows this and she doesn’t really try to fight that but she still tries to support her where Jack, time and time again, fails to. I’ll make something for this eventually but when Lucille finally visits the valley after August moves in and sees how like. Happy August is here. Like she gets so emotional about it and everyone’s so confused and she’s just standing there wiping at her face with a handkerchief dramatically like IM FINE ITS JUST MY ALLERGY……..

That was a LONG ramble I have so many thoughts about this family but tldr Lucille very neutral on August being in the family at first, then hates her, then realizes that she actually likes her and cares for her a lot and has a whole character arc moment. She eventually learns to be a little less focused on social standing stuff and a longgggg time later her and August start being like. Kind of friends. They shit talk bad Met Gala looks to each other over the phone I think.

[moonlit-dreamers]

Can you rate all TSAMS characters?

oh dear lord- i can certainly try tho i get the feeling i'll forget some lol

in order of favorite to least favorite

sun - 10/10 - hes perfect, nothing can change my mind. hes heavily traumatized and incredibly anxious. hes the perfect specimen for whump AND hurt/comfort. im also just Heavily biased

ruin - 9/10 - yall cant fight me on this hes one of my favorites. hes a tragic, morally gray villain that did what he thought he had to. hes a sad pathetic wet cat of a man who i bet all my money on (a whopping 500 bucks) that he doesnt even know who he is as a person

eclipse - 9/10 - him being below ruin on the list means nothing bc theyre equal in my heart. again, tragic wet cat of a man whos too damn tired to deal with this shit any more. i also relate to him in ways that probably arent healthy <3

solar flare - 8/10 - BRING MY BOY BACK HE DID NOTHING ‼️

dazzle - 8/10 - sweet baby girl she can do no wrong

jack - 7/10 - he can do many things wrong but nothing could make me hate him forever <3

molten - 7/10 - he baby. he sweet. he dont know the world and thats okay. maybe i just like it when murder machines turn into pacifists and just want to have fun.

dark sun - 7/10 - he fascinates me. i want to put him in a lil test tube and study him under a microscope. i need to ask so many questions, most of them being some form of "what is wrong with you"

computer/spaniard - 7/10 - we dont talk about the previous 2 computers we dont care about them (i dont hate them im just biased <3) i only care about SPANIARD. i miss my boy why did they have to kill him he couldve been so good. sun needs his husband back/silly

old moon - 6/10 - he is... certainly a specimen. i keep bouncing between "i hate him i want to rip his head off" and "im wrapping him in a blanket so tight he cant breathe". before he died he was an absolute prick and the fandom ruined him for me bc everyone fell for his manipulation and blamed sun for shit moon did and bc i was so biased towards sun it was difficult for me to not hate him. after he came back hes more fun (and tolerable) due to him actually improving but i wish he had more set-backs bc like. to him he'd been dead for like. a week. he should be struggling more <3

earth - 6/10 - cant quite pinpoint it but i Do feel like she could be done better as a character. she... doesnt really change that much? idk how to describe it. maybe i just find her boring lol

solar - 6/10 - yes i am putting him this far down on the list bc i feel like he couldve been done SO much better. he has so little flavor it hurts. what are his struggles? what is his goal? what does he even do outside of sun n moon?? and dont even get me STARTED on how little his past is brought up in a meaningful manner, let alone be something that effects him. you could say "oh hes gotten better" yeah but we saw none of it so like?? fbkdsgnjkds i'll need to rant about his character another day smh my head

killcode - 6/10 - it was fun while it lasted or something like that. he was interesting and i Do wish they had just.. left him alive? not bc he would be "useful" or wutever but just bc like. wut if he wants to come back randomly? like he wouldve just been a fun side character

nexus/new moon - 5/10 - listen. i dont wanna put him down here. but his current arc fucked him over. he was so fun and whimsical before! he was just a silly lil guy trying to navigate the world around him and desperately trying to fill a role he couldve never filled. his current arc couldve been SO much better. but its not as emotionally charged as it could be. like. they just completely threw away his original motive! and now he doesnt care?? not even the slightest??? booooo tomato tomato tomato throwing tomatoes/ref

lunar - 5/10 - again, you can fight me, but current lunar just isnt it for me. lunar before he died? hell yeah. he was such a lil shit that only cared about stuff if it benefited him. he didnt care that he was hurting moon with his movements, he just switched sides bc moon actually paid attention to him. him and bm couldve been SUCH a good duo too OTL

bloodmoon - 5/10 - honestly i liked v1 bm more than v2. idk man. something about their energy was so different and it lured me in. v2 kinda just felt.. boring. no critiques on his character, just not for me *shrug*

gemini - 5/10 - i dunno. just boring to me

monty - 4/10 - yet another moment of "no direct hate on the character just uninteresting to me" with monty. theyre just. boring. also another moment of "i liked them before [insert event]" with the event being before earth.

the creator - 4/10 - just. meh? he could be better as a villain but hes like. been here for so long that i wonder if he really does much of anything? idk man. im losing steam atp dnf,jsdgndkj

this might be all of them..? i dunno. probably missed a bunch (and yes im aware i shoved in some laes characters shush). im gonna leave out eaps characters so this doesnt get longer and so i dont go on a hate rant about puppet/j

[1-800-fuccthisshit]

random headcanon time(?!) ft sasha’s younger sister.

【𝘚𝘌𝘈𝘚𝘖𝘕 4 𝘚𝘗𝘖𝘐𝘓𝘌𝘙𝘚 | 𝘙𝘌𝘈𝘋 𝘈𝘛 𝘠𝘖𝘜𝘙 𝘖𝘞𝘕 𝘋𝘐𝘚𝘊𝘙𝘌𝘛𝘐𝘖𝘕】

𝘊𝘞 : 𝘔𝘜𝘙𝘋𝘌𝘙, 𝘚𝘜𝘐𝘊𝘐𝘋𝘌

𝘞𝘊 : 1,395

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thinking about sasha’s sister who’s like three years younger than her. they were as close as you can get.

i think it goes without saying that she took sasha’s death the hardest.

i’m talking full blown breakdown. cried so hard she passed out only to wake up crying again.

she’d calmed down enough to be somewhat social when kaya came inside one morning followed by a pair of siblings. mia and ben.

however, all of that went out the window when niccolo told her family that mia was the kid responsible for the death of her big sister.

she blacked out.

not for long, though. when she came to, there was too much happening. someone screaming bloody murder, someone pulling on her hair, someone’s arms wrapped around her.

she realized it was her not only screaming (think azula at the end of atla book three), but also pulling at her hair. her mom was holding her, trying to stop her from hurting herself.

i’d like to say it was at this point that she cracked up.

while her family was being held at gun point by yeagerists, she sat holding her knees, rocking back and forth and mumbling to herself.

“she’ll die. she has to, she killed my sister. i’ll kill her. i’m gonna kill her.”

even after the girl saved her little sister, there was nothing she wanted more than to end her life.

while her family was being escorted by scouts through the fire, she quietly stood behind the girl she hated more than anything and whispered in her ear.

“i am going to kill you.”

after the rumbling and the death of the yeager brothers, everyone felt a peace they’d never felt before.

everyone except one braus girl.

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the year was 860. it was just after what would’ve been sasha’s 26th birthday. with a smile, she’d told her family she wanted to do a bit of traveling. they were so excited for her, it seemed she was finally gonna be herself again.

“take care of everyone while im gone, kaya, okay?”

“okay, sis. have fun! hurry back, though, we’ll miss you.”

no one noticed the missing handgun.

stepping onto the boat felt like a breath of fresh air, the trip to liberio relaxing.

she spent twelve days looking for gabi. she spent another fifteen following her around liberio, watching her every move. on the twenty eighth day, she cornered the girl in an alleyway.

gabi slowed to a stop as she felt the presence behind her. she would usually come here to try out different narcotics with falco because levi hated the smell of it indoors.

“i was wondering if it was levi you were following, or me,” she spoke before turning around. behind her stood an individual wearing a cloak. there was a small smirk on her face, but she was very clearly irritated by her stalker.

“gabi,” was the only word that came out of the young woman’s mouth. there were so many emotions rushing through her. so much anger, so much sadness.

so much joy.

the irritable smirk on gabi’s face fell slowly but surely at the somewhat familiar voice. she couldn’t pinpoint it, but something about it caused a chill to run down her spine, causing her to feel something she hadn’t in over five years.

“do i.. know you? why are you following me, what do you want?” the initial fear she felt was replaced by something more fiery by the second.

“you killed my sister, gabi,” she stepped into the moonlight. gabi could finally see it all. the dark green cloak. the hood over the woman’s head. the expressionless face and the bloodshot eyes staring at her.

before giving gabi a chance to speak, she spoke again, “do you remember what i said to you, gabi? after you shot that titan?”

and it was in that moment that gabi truly understood the severity of her situation. she tried to mask it, but the fear she felt earlier came back tenfold.

“i’m so sorry about your sister, i swear i am. i wish i could take it back-”

“what did i say to you, gabi?”

gabi stilled. she figured she could probably take her in hand to hand and the woman didn’t look armed. if she was armed with something though, that might be a different story.

“hold on, wait. i.. i’ll do whatever you want. this doesn’t have to get violent! we can figure something..”

she trailed off as the gun was pulled out of the cloak.

“can you bring my sister back, gabi? if not, there’s really nothing else to be said.”

“wait! you’ll get arrested!”

“there are six bullets. i only need to save one after i’m done with you.”

“h- hold on! what about kaya! your family!”

“my family will be just fine. please stop talking.”

“please, don’t do this! think about sasha! she wouldn’t-” gabi screamed as a shot rang out.

“wiil you shut up. you really have the gall to use sasha to talk me out of this? i’m doing this for sasha,” she spoke with unadulterated rage before sighing.

“great. now i only have four to spend.”

“please don’t do this to me, i don’t wanna die! im sorry!” gabi cried.

the woman before her cocked her head to the side.

“i don’t recall asking what you wanted, gabi. do you think sasha wanted to die?” her voice was dripping with confusion, almost as if she couldn’t comprehend why gabi would try pleading with her.

as her final tactic, gabi shouted through tears, “falco’s on his way here! you’ll get caught-”

“good. that means you won’t have to rot for long.”

with that, two consecutive shots rang. as her legs gave out, gabi screamed in pain from the newly placed holes in her knees.

the woman walked up to her, pulling her hair back and forcing the gun into her mouth.

she contemplated making the girl beg for her life, but before she could she heard hurried footsteps coming their way.

“gabi, i heard gunshots! and screams! are you ok-” as falco rounded the corner, he came to an abrupt stop seeing the love of his life on the ground, bleeding from both legs, a gun shoved in her mouth, and tears and snot running down her face. he made eye contact with the woman standing above her and recognized her as the oldest girl from the braus home.

“stop! don’t hurt her please i’m begging you!”

“you’re here faster than i anticipated. it doesn’t matter though. changes nothing,” her voice was eerily calm as she pulled the trigger a fourth time.

blood splattered on the wall behind gabi as the light in her eyes went out.

falco’s anguished cries were all that was heard as he finally ran to gabi.

“gabi! please don’t leave me! look at me, everything’s gonna be okay! just hold on!” he held her in his arms, doing everything in his power to wake her up.

“check for a pulse,” a soft voice spoke from behind him, because of the adrenaline rush he felt, he didn’t question it.

he reached for her wrist first. then her neck. after placing his fingers under her nose, he felt his heart crack.

“she’s not breathing,” he spoke so softly you could hardly hear him.

“she’s dead?” the feminine voice from before responded.

hearing the joy in her voice, falco snapped.

“you monster! you did this to her! she had her whole life ahead of her-”

“so did sasha,” a frown crossed her face as she responded to his shouts.

with tears in his eyes, falco said the same three words that started this journey for the girl.

“i’ll kill you.”

and that frown was replaced by a smile, one entirely too big given the circumstances.

“no need. i got it covered.”

she died with a smile.

levi ended up being the one to inform the families of the murder-suicide. after consoling the grieving braun family, he took it upon himself to travel to paradis.

his arrival with sasha’s old cloak, now splattered with blood, and a letter on top said more than enough.

he informed them that her body had been on the boat with him and was going to be at the morgue until they could get her buried.

she got a nice plot right beside her big sister.

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𝘶𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 500 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘹 (⊙ˍ⊙). 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘪𝘮 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘢 𝘥𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 (𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴? 𝘺𝘦𝘴) 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴. 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪 𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘺 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘬 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘢𝘬𝘶𝘨𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘢𝘵𝘴𝘶𝘬𝘪 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵. 𝘴𝘰 𝘪 𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘭𝘦𝘮𝘮𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬. 𝘣𝘪𝘪𝘪𝘪 <(￣︶￣)>

— 𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘺𝘢

[skeletood]

MORE LAUGHS HAVE BEEN HAD

You know the drill:

Sad Boys:

- The emo dude wasn’t emo enough. make him more emo damn cowards

- “what’s she doing that for?” hugging, Beavis? You don’t know what that is? Beavis? nvm im not surprised Bro has only received one hug in his life and it was from Anderson

- I love that they’re too stupid to be sad. Like that just works out so well for everyone especially themselves. 

- Beavis and Butthead do not pass the turing test:

- It’s kinda nice to see people taking their “emotions” seriously? Like actually trying to help them too bad they dont deserve it 

- She aggravates me. I can’t pinpoint why but she just does

- LIMP ASS WRIST. I could snap ur twig arm in half u damn fruit cake (affectionate)

- ALSO TINIEST HAND IN THE WORLD!!! HOW ARE YOU SO SMALL!!! JUST LIKE GET BIGGER DUMB ASS I COULD KILL YOU

- “Really? >:[” God I love the amount of bitchy Butthead moments this season. Pretty sure I’ve gotten to mention that like every thoughts post so far. ITS JUST SO GOOD THEYRE LETTING HIM BE THE CUNT WE ALWAYS KNEW HE IS

- THESE LOOK LIKE THEY WERE SO FUN TO DRAWWWWW

- Not a single thought in that head

- I ALSO GOTTA SAY HOW MUCH IVE BEEN LOVING THE BEAVIS VOICEWORK THIS SEASON LIKE THERE ARE SOME WILD SOUNDS COMING OUT OF THIS KID AND I LOVE IT so many good screams and freakouts im a huge fan when beavis sounds not human

Good episode, many good laughs, always love to see them doing nothing for a whole episode but hurting themselves. classic boys :]

Are You There God? It’s Me, Beavis:

- Friend of animals: Beavis

- pipe wrench lookin ass. idk im tired

- “You’re pretty smooth it’s weird that you never score. :]” First of all shut up thats not a hetero and normal thing to say to ur friend Also the bit of Butthead saying nothing and just giving Beavis A Look after he says smn stupid gets me every fucking time

- “I’m not like a pervert or something” Okay Beavis. Sure

- IM NORMAL. IM NORMAL DAMN IT. IM NORMAL TOO I PROMISE IM NORMAL YOU TRUST ME.NOW NOWNOWNWONOWNOWNOWNOW

- OHHH THE GIRLS ARE FIGHTIN GET HIS ASS BEAVIS

YEAH PULL HIS HAIR SCRATCH HIS EYES OUT

- RUN FAIRY BOY RUN

HIS GOOFY ASS RUN KILLS MEEEE

- Fever induced hallucination not-god is a whiteman. well ill be damned

- so proud of our boy for just embracing what he really is inside: a fucknasty freak <3 good for you Beavis

- Again with the fucking awesome Beavis voicework its so good ITS SO GOOD RUGHGRRRRR

In Conclusion: Wonderfully silly episodes! They did nothing and nothing was resolved just as the world of Beavis and Butthead should be :] Honestly pretty glad it was nice simple eps this week I couldn’t take another emotionally taxing one. Ya boy’s still reeling after looking too deep into Take A Bow. BUT THESE WERE SO FUN I’m really happy with them. I had it in my brain that they were gunna like mistake Beavis having rabies for him being like possessed and try to get him exorcised.  okay im like passing out goodnight ehehe

oh and we continue the streak of no piss drinking we are on a ROLL LETS GOOOOO

[mithliya]

If you don't mind sharing advice-

I have read about the way you have struggled with mental health and I am sorry about that :/

But you're also studying everyday. So could you advise me on how to study while being mentally ill?

Ik our experiences might not match. But everytime I try I am able to study for 1 or 2 hours properly max. After that I end up getting a panic or anxiety attack. I also feel hollow and sad all the time and not have desire to do anything but sleep. And I keep finding myself reading the same thing again and again or taking longer than usual to achieve a goal.

Do you know how I could deal with that?

tbh i get moments like this too. it sounds like youre really stressed. i usually try to make studying enjoyable and reward myself when i got through some parts. so like today, i motivated myself + made it so i can enjoy studying as much as possible doing the following:

listening to music that hypes me up / motivates me & helps me focus while studying

taking short breaks in between

sometimes talking to myself and explaining to myself out loud if im struggling to understand sth

once i finish a section, i reward myself by using my phone for example. for you, it might be sth else, like idk having a food you really like. going outside and enjoying the sun for a bit. whatever it is that is comforting and can push u 2 go further would be good imo (its hard to balance with using ur phone personally speaking bc u can get carried away n lose track of time)

reading out loud in general helps

writing down notes and then rereading them. writing them nicely also feels good so it helps me feel a bit better

sometimes watching videos about the topic can help if im struggling to focus when reading

writing a to-do list but rly breaking it down step by step. ticking stuff off the list is a good motivator

making sure to distinguish between what you NEED to do and what you WANT to do. extra things are extra, things without deadlines dont need to be done until the end

if sth is too difficult, i make note of it and come back to it later.

if ur struggling to focus, take a break and do sth that will help remotivate u and bring ur attention back

also its good to study while ur body is alright like, ur not too hungry or thirsty etc. i know thats basic but sometimes when ur busy u neglect urself

relating to point 12... also doing small stuff like a shower, washing ur face, etc can help u refocus, feel better, and get u more in the zone. at least for me

but tbh a lot of what ur mentioning to me sounds like chronic stress or some sort of stress overload.. is there a reason u can pinpoint as to why youre having these reactions? if youre in university or school, is it possible to receive disability support? when i was in university, i was provided with disability support which involved me seeing a woman 1-on-1 every week and we'd talk thru my achievements + what id have to do next n shed help me manage it better basically. i know they provide various accomodations depending on what ur specific issues are. so if ur school or uni has some sort of support for disability, seek it out. theres nothing to lose rly and u could rly benefit from it if u do gain sth from such a visit.

[lexa-griffins]

I know taofil is written from lexa’s pov, but is there a moment when they’re trying to make a baby when clarke realizes she’s falling for her? Love your stuff!!

Thank you ☺️🩷

Although this isnt particular on the horny sidr im gonna answer it real quick.

Warning: spoilerd ahead for The Act of Falling in Love.

If you were to ask Clarke when she truly fell for Lexa, she wouldn't be able to pinpoint it. She didn't even fully realize the before and after of loving Lexa until it sinked in at some point.

But as they are trying for that baby, its so intimate and such a connection between them, the knotting and spending hours on end together it makes Clarke want to say "I love you" to Lexa. Clarke has never lied to Lexa about not loving her yet, so she never felt the urge to say it. Every time she opens her mouth tho, Lexa seems to interrupt her. And when Lexa says she loves her, Clarke doesn't feel the urge to say, "I love you too." She just wants to say the "I love you" unprompt.

As Lexa falls pregnant, Clarke feels the urge again. And she does start to let the words fall from her lips but Lexa hushes her. Because maybe Clarke does love her already. But neither can be sure. Does she love her, or does she love the baby Lexa is carrying and the nights of passion they spent together trying for this baby? Lexa is no longer desperate for Clarke to love her. They live a happy marriage and she knows Clarke will get there. But as of right now, she refuses to let Clarke say it unless any other factor that could be clouding why Clarke feels such a deep adoration for Lexa all of the sudden is influencing if she truly loves her or not. And even if Clarke looks like a sad puppy when she's denied the admission of her feelings, she fully understands why Lexa stops her.

[the-kipsabian]

for the fanfic asks: 1, 8, 13, 20, 23, 25, 29, 43, 46, 72, 79 💚

1. Do you daydream a lot before you write, or go for it as soon as the ideas strike? most fics come to me in forms of dreaming while im trying to sleep, so yes. the one good thing about insomnia currently is that i get to rotate so many blorbos and scenarios in my head that i have a lot of content to write lol

8. Post an out-of-context spoiler from a wip. i have like. one current wip in docs that i might work on again at some point so here. technically its not a spoiler since its the whole premise of the fic buuuut

13. Do you listen to music while you write?  If yes, what have you been listening to recently? pretty much always? i focus better when i have matching vibes, unless im having a sensory moment but usually then i cant really write either honestly. "puppet master" is my current playlist on loop, its just my two kip playlists combined into one to fit the mood of immortal fears lol

20. Do you prefer writing AUs or canon fics? pretty much all my stuff in canon divergent on some level honestly, so i guess aus? not in a very obvious sense of aus but yeah. tho i do love me some extra sad aus too, post apocalyptic aus my beloved.....

23. Is writing the beginning, middle, or end of the story easiest? Hardest? middle part is the easiest, ending is the hardest cause i either never know when to end a story or how to end a story like. i want to have that final impact and sometimes its so hard to pinpoint where that should be. middle is just a good flow usually if i get that far and thats where all the good ideas usually happen so its my favorite <3

25. What’s your favorite part of the writing process (worldbuilding, brainstorming/outlining, writing, editing, etc)? probably the writing itself. like i can have a shit ton of good, even great ideas while brainstorming or outlining things, but usually the biggest things happen while im actually putting the words down. i really enjoy it when the story just flows and how it comes together. also i have discovered i absolutely loathe the editing part LOL

29. What’s something about your writing that you’re proud of? personally i think i can bring emotions to life really well. be it happy or sad (mostly sad tho i love my sad depressed uncomfortable bitches), i feel like i have the words for them that fit

43. Is there a trope or idea that you’d really like to write but haven’t yet? hmmmmm i dont really know? i mean i have plenty of ideas sitting in my drafts and in my brain and stuff, but i dont really think i have a lot that i absolutely NEED to write. maybe that one bunnelope fic i wanted to do about a love potion gone wrong cause girls need to be gay or something

46. If you could only write one type of AU for the rest of your life, what would it be? once again - post apocalyptic au my beloved. anything that takes place "after the world ends" in one way or another is my shit. gimme all the post apocalyptic hell i crave for

72. What’s your favorite writing compliment you’ve gotten? basically every time someone says i nailed a character im writing for the first time. cause i take a lot of pride and put in the effort to try to give them each their own voice and i study my materials and yeah. ..hence also why im so hesitant so often to write about new people cause i am a perfectionist when it comes to characterization especially ajksdnkjasd

79. Do you have any writing advice you want to share? this we discovered last week to be a really functional advice so: if you dont know how to start writing a scene, put someone in a room. make them enter a space, and start from there - why are they there, who else is there, what is their purpose in that space, what is that space?

also first drafts dont need to be perfect, everything can be edited in post, even after you post the thing if youre planning on doing so. hell some published novels have typos in them, let alone nonsensical writing and storylines. you dont need to be perfect, as long as you are writing

and obviously you are your own audience first and foremost. write for yourself yo fuck the rest (unless the rest are into it too then thats great but you should still write for yourself first and consider everything else second lol)

fanfic writing asks ~

[celestialpotat0]

Bleed Blue

The Devil Wears Flannel. Happy Halloween!

didn't feel sad anymore since the last post. ive genuinely felt happy ever since my last post, and have been thinking, this feels like my normal self. i usually feel this happiness. when i think back on it, i believe there was a pattern. the times i felt really sad were triggered by something happening at work. during my last post i felt like it came out of nowhere, i couldnt pinpoint anything specific at the time that caused it. which led me to believe that it mustve had general causes that must be hiding.

but ive since realized that there were things at work that triggered the sadness, i just didn't know on those days how much they affected me deep down. likewise, when ive felt really sad in the past, i now can identify triggers at work that caused it. they hurt me more than i knew, so that while i was at work i'd stay focused on work and distracted by work, but once i got home and had time to feel, the emotions revealed themselves. i had mistakenly attributed the sadness to more general factors in my life, because i was blind to how much the events from work hurt me.

last week i got sick, leading me to take a sick day from work for the very first time since i started this full-time job 3 years ago. but last week i was unmistakably, undeniably sick. i felt so guilty for not being able to work and was trying to persuade myself that I could get through a work shift, but i truly was too sick to work. i was having a hard time believing that i got sick, because my immune system is usually too strong. ive been strangely immune to covid, incapable of catching covid, once again tested negative.

and if i hadn't been sick, i would have worked evening shifts last week and wouldve missed the final 2 games of the world series. if i hadn't gotten sick for the first time since starting this job 3 years ago, i 1000% would have missed the games, because i NEVER call off sick. then i just so happened to get sick last week. so i was really giving myself a hard time about getting sick and really didn't want to call off sick (it's nice to have an attendance streak going), but there was some good that came out of it:

i am really grateful that i got to watch the games live (on tv, not in person). the iconic moments in this world series, the end of game 1, being down by 5 points in game 5 only to come back in a single inning and go on to win the championship in the same game. i'm so inspired by the dodgers, seeing these guys hustle out there and play the way they did, their heart was in it, they wanted it. they set their mind to it and achieved it, it's beautiful. because i was stuck on the couch at home instead of at work, with every pitch i got to feel the suspense and emotions, those moments thinking you will probably lose the game but then coming out victorious. and it just means so much more when it's the Dodgers! <3 baseball has a way of bringing me genuine happiness. and i know it sounds so boneheaded. i can't explain exactly why i care so much about some strangers winning a game, or why i have so much affection toward a team who doesn't know i exist. there's something so exciting about seeing the people you're rooting for end up succeeding! not to mention im in awe of their athleticism and drive. you get this idea that all those drills and hard work they put into their game paid off.

on friday, i told myself that i'd intentionally have a day completely off. and the only reason i had this mentality was a direct result of my illness. i told myself that if i was going to spend a precious vacation day because of illness, i was going to make damn sure that my day off didn't go to waste. i couldnt make it back home to the dodgers parade for just a single day off (though i heavily debated it); i was back at work on halloween evening and saturday. so on friday i didn't cook, didn't clean, didn't exercise, didn't do errands, only washed dishes. i realized how novel it was for me to have this mentality for a day off, where i completely remove all expectations for myself to do anything obligatory. it made such a huge difference for my mental health, made me feel that living is joyful in the day-to-day. so that im not just waiting for my next vacation, not spending all my time working. i really needed that. it just made life feel so much happier and more manageable. yesterday i failed to effectively use my day off. so i resolve to work on this. i am grateful for getting sick to teach me how to truly take a day off.

today is election day. my emotions are running high, im scared and nervous. i cast my vote and everything else is all out of my control.

still have a runny nose and cough and it's been 10 days.

wanted to include this pic as a reminder of people's kindness toward me. Thank you so much to our nurses for showing your appreciation! makes me want to uplift others too ^_^

[kalopsia-stars]

"What would happen if the player quit genshin bcs they have already lost interest to genshin?"

I actually quit genshin like maybe a week ago bcs i already lost interest with the game. I've been thinking about quitting genshin like around november or december. whenever i play it again, it doesn't feel like the same energy anymore like i used to play months ago or maybe a year ago. (I play genshin like around october 2020)

I feel guilty of quitting genshin but it doesn't mean im gonna left the community, i still love them dearly in my heart

I remember back then, i used to play genshin like around 8-14 hours playing non stop. And now it's like nothing is new for me anymore

Even tho i feel kinda sad that i quitting genshin but i will try my best to play it again maybe in the future!! (Probably yes or no :( )

It was a fun time playing until our interest is already dropped. it was a nice travels with the other/new characters but i promise I will comeback again whenever i have time to play!

At some point, I also just got bored in Genshin Impact. I ended up taking a month-long break from it, but eventually came back when I saw the amount of content being added. Of course, it's your choice if you want to return, but I hope one day you can enjoy it again! lol it was the opposite for me, my laptop was so bad I could barely run genshin for a minute or two, so I was stuck with my computer frozen for hours on end. but when I got my new laptop (and a gaming one, at that), I started playing almost every day for about an hour or two

Now, to the ask...

If you, the player, were to quit Genshin, the response would most likely be... continuance.

The only reason why the sentient characters began trying to find a way to communicate/interact with you was to find answers as to why their world has become off. But with you gone, they can't do any more than what they've been able to beforehand. Their only choice? Continue life as it had been before you came.

However, depending on how long you've been in the game will change how much their view on their sentience and their world has become. If you've only played up until about a year or less, it's most likely their world would gradually return to normal before you had made it into your game. But longer than that, be certain some changes may end up becoming permanent.

As the traveler, you've made quite the impact on Teyvat. Your name is known and continues to spread in the nations that have been and have not yet been released alongside your deeds, but that has all been under your guidance. If you're gone, the traveler will have to pick up on where you've left, now with more emphasis on trying to find their sibling.

As for the other characters, your sudden disappearance means their lives can return to normal. However, what is normal now, just when they were adjusting to that new lifestyle with you? Despite it all, their lives carry on as they always have before you came, but that lingering sense--that hope that you may return--is something they try to shake off. They can't help but feel a bit happy when they see the traveler, but only to realize that's all they are now. The traveler, as themselves.

The System slowly struggles to exist. You've been gone for so long that it barely seems to be able to get a grip on itself as its existence, let alone if you've also uninstalled Genshin Impact. Their creators have finally caught up to what it’s been doing and are currently trying to disassemble the System as best as they can.

However, especially if it's your own creation, it's difficult pinpointing something actively trying to avoid being destroyed.   

Some had considered you untrustworthy before accepting you, while others found you to be interesting. But now that you're no longer here... It seems that things will have to keep on going as they were.

[missblissy]

Please Alastor trying to figure out why his s/o is upset and trying to cheer them up.

Ps. Love your blog!!

((Thank you so much nonny!! I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for you all!! I love ya'll so much :'D Don't ever stop sending in the alastor asks. Im such a slut for Al ya'll know I'm only here for the stinky deer))

You had been ignoring him all day... Well... Maybe not ignoring him exactly. But it certainly felt like you were. Alastor found it odd and rather unspetting that you seemed so distracted by something that wasn't him. He wouldn't admit it, but he was very needy and didn't like it when you paid him little to no attention. He was sitting with you for breakfast, you barely touched your food. You did little to no talking as well. You just started out the tinted red window, looking out into hell and watching the sky grow brighter with the day.

It had finally bothered him enough. Alastor gave a shallow smile and raised his brows, "Everything alright, dear?"

It took about a minute for you to reply, "Hm?" You looked at him slowly then looked back out the window, "Oh," Was all you said. You rested your chin in your hand, leaning on your arm for support, "Yeah, I'm fine,"

Why was it that whenever someone said they're fine... They weren't actually fine. Alastor didn't want to play these games but he knew not to press too much about it, "Are you sure?" He grabbed his warm mug of coffee and brought it to his lips, "You seem down in the dumps."

You spoke as he took a long sip from his mug, "No, I'm just tired-"

"You slept an hour in, though-"

"Alastor. I'm fine. Stop asking." You gave him a hard pointed look, it cut into him far more than he wanted it to. You watched his smile slowly fall, but land at a half-assed and weak smirk.

The rest of breakfast was silent. Neither of you spoke, and after some time you got up and excused yourself. Alastor was left sitting there alone, wondering if he did anything to upset you. He recalled the past 24 hours and couldn't pinpoint anything he might have done, which worried him even more. It didn't seem like you were upset at him, but you were certainly upset about something. He was smart though and knew better than bothering you. In fact, he took this as a chance to spend the day away from you and instead work on a plan to make you smile, if only for a second, that would be enough for him.

He knew that you deeply loved sunsets far more than the regular person. He knew your favorite wine, red wine because you liked to pretend you were drinking blood. He made sure to steal those roses you loved so much from the hotel's courtyard. He had to be careful though, most flowers died the second he touched them, so he was sure to not let that happen. And lastly, you loved ice cream so much that it was almost a sin. Now, Alastor didn't know how to make ice cream but he did buy you some.

And so he waited. He waited all day until the evening sky was just starting to change in hues. Alastor quickly went to work, setting down a blanket and picnic basket full of ice cream and other sweets that you liked, much to his distaste. After that he hunted you down, searching high and low within the hotel. He found you at the bar, resting your head on the counter with a hand wrapped around a whiskey.

"My dear!" Alastor greeted you quickly. He ignored Husk, and ignored his comment about ignoring him, "You haven't been here all day have you?"

You sat up slowly, a deep sadness on your face that broke Alastor's heart, "Yeah... I have."

When Alastor wanted to be pushy, and bossy, he could. He wasn't sure if could do that right now. Something much bigger seemed to be at work here, something he didn't fully understand yet. So he smiled and played his best gentlemen. He bowed, then held out his hand, "My darling, would you come with me, please?"

You wanted to tell him no... But... How could you when he asked so nicely? You drank down the last of your whiskey, slammed the glass on the bar, then stood up, "Alright." You were only slightly drunk, so you stumbled a little.

Alastor was quickly to catch you, and he smoothly said, "Falling for me again, are we now?"

You saw the twinkle in his eye and let the corners of your lips rise ever so slightly, "You dork," You took your hand in his, and twisted your fingers together as he walked you out of the hotel, "Where are we going?"

"Not far," He said, "Just over there." He pointed towards the courtyard.

You looked over and saw quite the little scene. He set up a picnic on the tallest hill overlooking the city as the sun fell below the horizon. He knew you too well, in fact, he knew everything there was to know about you. You let out a little gasp, "Al..." You turned to him and saw his pride beaming out of him brighter than the sun, "You did this?"

"Of course, my dear," He pulled you along then helped you sit down on the blanket. He joined you soon after, sitting close beside you, "I would do anything to see you smile. I would do anything to make you happy."

He really was a nice guy under all those evil threats and murders, wasn't he? You watched as he poured you both a glass of wine. You leaned on him, resting your head on his shoulder, "Thank you, Al... I needed this."

Alastor handed over your glass of wine, "Do you want to tell me what happened?" He asked.

With a heavy sigh you thought about it, then told him, "It's not about what happened. It's about when it happened." He wasn't quite picking up what you were implying. You took a long gulp of your wine and nearly emptied the glass, "Today was my birthday. I know we don't really celebrate those things down here. But... It makes me sometimes wish I wasn't here, and it fills me with regret for ending up here." Alastor listened silently. He flickered his gaze back and forth between you and his own glass of wine. He took a sip, then recalled he didn't even remember his birthday anymore. How bizarre... how could someone forget their birthday? "But..." You suddenly spoke again, "I guess if I never came here, I wouldn't have met you."

You looked up at him and gave him a smile. He felt his radio heart flicker and twitch in his chest until he started to laugh, "Haha- Ah... I guess that's one way of looking at it."

"No- I mean it." You cut him off, trying to be a little more serious, "My life was very... shitty. The nicest part was when I died and I met you. Everything you've done has made my afterlife so much better than what I probably would have been given if I went up there," You both looked up to the sky and saw the little opening in the clouds. Heaven always was looking down on you, watching every move.

"Well," Alastor held his glass up as if he was making a toast, "Happy Birthday, my love, I hope the rest of your night is spent well."

You lifted your glass, then both of you took a long drink from your glass. You leaned into Alastor as close as you could, resting against him and enjoying the soft wave of radio static that flowed from his chest, "Thank you, dear," The two of you stayed there together, watching as the last rays of sunshine washed over the city, leaving it in a glow that almost made it heavenly.

[peachiimilquetea]

something angsty with tenya leaving fem reader for the event? ty! prompt: “you can’t leave me. i don’t know how to survive without you.”

“𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞. 𝐢 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮.” + tenya iida

a/n: bro… i don’t really like angst without the potential for a somewhat happy ending so i hope you’re ok with the fact that it’s not completely sad. i did pull on the heartstrings quite a bit tho, i hope you enjoy! check out the event here

contains: angst (obviously), iida being heavily influenced by his family, tensei to the rescue lowkey, crying, insecurities, mentions of alcohol, ambiguous ending, miscommunication

length: 2.0k

at first things had started off small.

iida worked long hours as the work of his brother’s hero agency fell on his shoulders. he tried his best to make time for you, but it always felt like your schedules could never line up just right.

you tried to work something out, quick calls on break times and cute messages around the house to remind you of one another, but most efforts fell flat.

then things started to get worse.

long and empty nights were spent building up resentment towards the man you had married. he was always doing something, something that took precedence over the vows you made when you walked down the isle no more than three years ago.

you knew his family didn’t like you that much, feeling that a marriage for love was a waste of such a powerful commitment. a commitment that could built them an empire, and boost the rank of their hero agency, solidifying a legacy for them.

tenya defied them for you, boldly declaring that he would marry whoever he wanted and that you were in it for the long haul. you were the girl of his dreams, he said, and anything that got in the way of his happiness was not something he would subscribe to. that only made them hate you more.

so when his texts of encouragement grew shorter and more sparse, and he began to have more special responsibilities bestowed upon him by none other than his father, you knew it was on purpose.

unfortunately, it was an effective strategy to chip away at a young and unseasoned marriage.

“tenya can you please just check your schedule? i really want to spend more time with you.”

he sighed and rubbed his temples as he sat in his office. why were you bothering him with something so insignificant? you knew how important this transition of power was for the iida family, for the legacy of ingenium, but you still persisted.

he could feel the anger beginning to build until he looked in your eyes and saw the sadness brimming in them. his heart squeezed in his chest as he watched you, his wife, plead with him to spend time together. when had things come to this?

“i’ll try my best, but i cant promise anything.”

at this point, that was better than anything you could’ve hoped for.

with a kiss to his forehead you left him alone to get the heaps of paperwork he had to do, spirits lifted at the prospect of spending time with him again. just like the way it used to be.

you checked the time on the microwave for the 9th time. fifty-seven minutes had passed and your husband was officially late.

you should have seen it coming really, empty promises were becoming more and more common amongst the two of you. he would promise to try harder and you would promise to cut him more slack, the constant push and pull never being enough for either party.

getting up from the barstool at your kitchen island you made your way to the wine cooler to get a drink. not even bothering to pick up a glass you slumped on the couch, kicking off your shoes and splaying yourself out, just wanting the cushions to swallow you whole and dull the aching in your heart.

he wasn’t coming.

he was never coming.

you laid passed out on the couch when iida finally came home 2 hours later. he was only stopping by for a quick break, then going back out on patrol and he completely forgot about the things he said, smiling through tired eyes as he thought, this time i’ll make it up to her.

at the very least he could clean you up and tuck you in. he could brace himself for the impending fight later, but he was concerned about you. you never drank, not unless there was something wrong.

iida easily hoisted you up over his shoulder, discarding the various wine bottles and taking you to your shared room, although he wasn't sure if it was still considered shared anymore.

he laid you on the bed softly, changing you into one of his old shirts. his fingers ghosted over your cheek as he watched you sleep, the reality of where he was sitting heavy on his heart.

he loved you and yet there was nothing he could do to help at this moment. he had to leave for night patrol. he had to leave you.

his gentle touches roused you from your sleep and your eyes felt heavy as you tried to blink them open.

“you came?” you breathed, voice sounding foreign even to yourself.

iida gave you a small smile, “im sorry.”

your demeanor did a 180 at his apology. he was sorry. he was always sorry. but sorry couldn’t fix this. not when it had been so broken.

you winced and sat up, “sorry for what? sorry that you broke your promise for the thousandth time or sorry that you’ve been such a shit husband for the past few months?!”

“______-”

“no tenya. you do this every single time! every time i want to spend time with you theres always something more important! what could be more important than your wife?!”

“______ you know my father-”

you laughed bitterly at the mention of his dad. he always had to be such a good little iida child, always on daddy’s beck and call. it made you sick.

“your father doesn’t even want us to be together! cant you see that he’s doing this on purpose! youre a grown man! not a child permanently tied to his mommy and daddy!” you spat

“hes giving more responsibility for the sake of the agency! for the ingenium legacy! why are you always so selfish when it comes to these things?”

“selfish? selfish?” you asked, incredulous. you couldn’t believe your ears.

“yes selfish. do you know how much i sacrificed to be with you? how much i already have on my plate on top of trying my best to make time for you?”

you stared in astonishment.

sacrifice?

what had he sacrificed for this relationship? he got to do what he wanted, come and go as he pleased with virtually no regard for how you felt or what you did. what sacrifice was there in that way of living?

“fuck you, tenya.”

tenya took a deep breath and ran his hand down his face. he chose his words carefully before finally saying, “i cant do this. im leaving.”

you could hear a pin drop in the room. you felt your blood pound in your ears as you stood up quickly, dizzy from the alcohol but still trying to process the words you had just heard.

leaving?

“youre leaving?”

“yes, i have to go. im not doing this with you, not now.”

your heart felt like it had been smashed by a sledgehammer, as you tried to regulate your breathing. leaving. he was leaving.

“w-wait,” you feebly attempted to cling onto him as he gathered a few of his things.

“tenya you cant leave me.”

“_____ i do not want to do this right now,” he sighed, easily shaking you off and moving to collect more things. his words were buzzing around on the inside of your skull. he was leaving.

leaving without so much of a second thought. he had been planning this. still unsteady on your feet you hobbled after him as quickly as possible, desperation taking over every fiber of your body. you didn't want to lose him, you just wanted your husband back, you happiness back.

“y-you cant do that! you cant leave me! i dont know how to survive without you, tenya, please-”

“_____, just go to bed. you’re drunk.”

you trailed him around the house,“no, you don’t get to decide when this is over. i'm the one whos been hurting for months you cannot just leave me by myself.”

iida spared you one last glance before grabbing his bag, “goodbye, _____”

crushed, you sank to your knees, leaning on the couch for support. you felt like you were dying., hell, you probably were dying. you had never had so much to drink in your life, and you were desperate to make the pounding pain in your chest stop.

you cried yourself to sleep that night, waking up to the sunlight coming through the window with a splitting headache. you felt like your skull was trying to crack itself open from the inside but you shakily got to your feet, remembering bits and pieces from your fight with iida.

you could tell he didn't come home last night; everything was exactly the way you had left it last night. the house alarm was still on, and his shoes were gone.

he actually left.

anger bubbled in your chest as you thought about what had actually happened. you would not let him get the last laugh, or be the last one left, the one waiting on him patiently to pick up the pieces after trying to keep it together. you would leave too, as much as it hurt, and show him just how selfish you could be.

in a flash, you haphazardly packed a bag with essentials and had texted your friends that you needed a place to stay for a few days. you didn’t get into specifics- your heart ached too much to relive the events of the previous night- but you told them you had reached your limit and you needed to take some time to cool off.

alternatively, iida did not sleep that night. after finishing patrols, he stayed at his brother’s apartment out of pure convenience, not feeling prepared to face you after everything that had transpired between the two of you.

the dark-haired man laid staring at the ceiling of tensei’s guest bedroom, wracking his brain and trying to pinpoint how things had gone south so fast. he wanted to fix things, but really didn’t know how. he couldn’t even tell you what was broken, let alone how to begin to fix them.

his brother had tried to give him advice after listening to the entire story, but there was only so much he could do. he knew that you were right, their father was keeping him from you on purpose, slowly making tenya think that he was in the right in an attempt to break you up, but he couldn't be the one to tell him.

tenya had to come to that conclusion himself. he needed to be the one to set boundaries and save your relationship, but from the looks of it, soon any attempts would be futile.

“_____? darling?” iida called as he came into your home. immediately noticing your missing shoes, he moved to the bedroom in a flash, checking to see if you had just moved them or something.

the room was a mess, drawers left open and clothing strewn across the bed and floor. the bathroom had been cleared of almost all your essentials, and a note was left on the dresser. gingerly, iida picked it up and read it, offering up a silent prayer that it didn't say what he thought it did.

i don't know when you'll see this, or if you ever will. if you're reading it, that means you came back home but you will not find me there.

im tired, tenya.

im tired of always being the one to extend the olive branch or bend over backwards for you.

i refuse to be in that position any longer. i love you… i love you so much it hurts sometimes because i know this isn't the way things were supposed to be. but you left, and so i decided to leave too.

if a way to fix things exists, i want us to find it, but right now i need some time to reevaluate us and what that means. i hope you understand, i know you will.

if you want to reach out, im open to talking about this further, but for right now i need to think.

goodbye.

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[un-pearable]

okay. s6 thoughts. you can pinpoint the part where my heart breaks right at the beginning of the season

i have to say though i was pleasantly surprised at how decent jay/naya was at like the 2/3rds way point of the season and onwards when its just them. like as you can tell i am not particularly fond of the way the writers attempt romance. but either way all i ask for is that jay/naya doesnt get any more drama. since i can never win with shipping in this series im not counting on it, but a girl can dream.

anyways i think its really kind of weird how all naya wanted this arc was some agency and then she... didnt even get to significantly contribute to ending the djinn. like man the only reason jay's wish got made was because she was dying for man pain. the irony is almost too much. but i digress

i simultaneously like and dislike jay's final wish bc i dislike that nya had to die and also that it undoes the whole season (except for jay and naya for some reason (????? like why does nobody else remember this. actually scratch that ive given up trying to understand how the djinn wishes work)) but i also like it because the way its presented feels like. i dont know. complete? rounded? its really weird. also fun fact im pretty sure i saw the final episode of this season and like none of the rest of it other than maybe the episode where the ninja go to jail. the wonders of cable tv

it is really terribly unfortunate, btw, that the only darker skinned character in the whole show is a rapist. i really dont like that i really dont like that at all.

in other news, zane continues to get nerfed by the writers by things outside his control because otherwise he'd be too powerful. they nerfed him when he took control of the team last season and they nerfed him again with the djinn wishes. i STILL dont understand how he deleted pixal. it makes no sense he just. did that (??????) and they didnt even try to explain

speaking of djinn lore that doesnt make sense to me, i still dont understand why he didnt just marry anybody on his ship and then wish them to be his girlfriend. like idk man that seems so much more simple.

i am also terribly terribly TERRIBLY disappointed we didnt get a "STOP THE WEDDING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" like for real what is Even The Point. whyd you even bother doing this at all. the answer is so that we could get jay/naya but man its not even explained how getting married gives him all those powers. just because. the other person doesnt even have to CONSENT and it works ????? somehow ????????? actually speaking of if she doesnt have to consent. whyd we even bother going through all this at all when she gets captured way earlier. man the lore of this season is just a mess.

im not gonna lie i really dont like the fact that zane's dad made a replacement for him. not even like a different kid its literally just zane 2.0 despite the fact that both of them are sentient and, yknow. people. that would, however, be a very interesting subplot to explore re: zane's identity as a robot but unfortunately we wont be getting that bc i dont think this show likes what i like very much. also very sad that the other zane, who is still a person btw, is gonna be trapped in that lighthouse for the rest of time.

also really really funny that old lloyd looks like a garmadon clone. reminded me of something my friend who i am liveblogging my ninjago revival to said like 3 days ago

anyways watch them give lloyd a girlfriend and watch me tear my hair out as the ninjago writers continue to curse me with their attempts at romance. im also like 40% sure a time travel arc is coming up soon but maybe im remembering wrong. guess we shall Wait And See.

also unrelated but i have to say the djinn response to a wish being "your wish is yours to keep" instead of "your wish is my command" is honestly pretty epic. i do love that.

also. a . question. are we.... are we ever going to get back to the fact that jay's bio dad is (presuming hes still alive. well i guess at the point the season leaves off he is but still you get the idea) a world famous actor and dumped his son off at a junkyard despite being fabulously wealthy and then named said son as his heir without ever contacting him (????????????????) please tell me we're going back to that. please. who the heck is his bio mom. many questions no answers.

so, my wishes for the next season: no love drama please i am on my hands and knees i am begging i am pleading no more romance. give me a break dear writers please. um other than that i was talking to previously mentioned friend earlier and i was like "well im pretty sure garmadon is coming back because if theres one thing this show hates its letting go of its cast" and she said that he comes back in an extremely mediocre way and thinks i will be mad so. that. is a thing i am . well i want to see him again but im also not so sure i want to see him again with this new information. so theres that. um i want more team interactions as always. i want people hanging out and being friends. i also want bad alt outfits. im a simple lady honestly

(preface: my infinite apologies for not getting this till now my life is a disaster rn. i am GREATLY enjoying these)

the immediate turnaround.... yeahhh. i'm a filthy early seasons stan and boy does it become very clear the more seasons they get that the struggle between the writer's cool ideas and their ability to execute them is constant and ongoing (and largely losses). im pretty sure s6 had some notoriously bad crunch too and it definitely shows

kudos to them for finally getting their one-on-one dynamic down bc it can be REALLY fun when used to its full potential but the majority of the time nya gets nerfed and its the biggest loss ever. theres so much to do with your deconstruction of the damsel how dare they fuck it up so many times 😔 dangers of an ever growing cast but cmon

i can do nothing but agree with your complex feelings on the ending bc its both incredibly frustrating and incredibly fitting. the racial implications of this show only get more,, concerning. as time goes on so tragically yeah. yeah. fuckin hell lego

zane king of my heart. the cornerstone of the team my tag is loadbearing nindroid for good reason. you are constantly correct

!!! yes!!! the one thing that could have made that entire plot line (slightly) more comedic than uncomfortable. literally nothing about this season has logic that makes sense even within JUST this season its terrible its great.

i can't even comment on the echo zane stuff its just baffling to me they don't ever use it. fucking WILD thing to make canon and then never bring it up again dear god. both intriguing implications for dr. julien's.... everything and completely squandered opportunity to actually get into robot storylines again which are 80% of the reason i watched the show. eternally crossing my fingers that those rumors about the villains are true bc dear god does julien get more fucked up the more you think about him. (preboot) chuck and dr julien are the same archetype stop making connections brain. that is a negative statement they're both well meaning but fucked up. and self flagellating for the wrong reasons

oHHH yeah. the familial symbolism in this series is like a drug to me i can't get enough of it. approaching lloyd and garmadon as the same core traits just with vastly different circumstances... ninjago has fascinating implications for the nature vs nurture debate ill leave it at that

it is!!! its cool as hell.

everything about jay is fascinating to me he has as many bonkers decisions behind his existence as lloyd does only he's supposed to be The Normal Guy so it loops back around. untapped comedic potential in him being wealthy enough to subsidize their entire crimefighting lifestyle but being too traumatized to explain why. the larry butz of ninjago.

[bittersweetmorality]

can i please get a hawks hurt / comfort fix please 🥺🥺 like him waking up from a nightmare abt his childhood and u comforting him and cuddling him and making him feel better:)

THANK YOU SO SO MUCH FOR THIS REQ IM GUNNA KISS U ON THE MOUTH ANON. YES !!! ugh hurt/comfort hawks is my biggest guilty pleasure bc i am one sad mf but i am a whore for hawks fluff . best of both worlds <3 also ! i'm so sorry it's short :(( 1,053 words is definitely short for my standards but ! i'm working on a lot of MHA stuff rn so keep an eye out ^_^

also this fic is definitely based off the song “First Day of my Life by Bright Eyes” cuz i listened to that song on REPEAT while writing this 😁🙏 definitely recommend listening to it while reading besties

— i love you more

☾ genre: hurt/comfort hawks fic !

☾ pairing: hawks x gn!s/o reader

☾ warnings: details of nightmares, heavy angst that pertains to emotional/physical abuse, cursing, just very sad and scared hawks :(

☾ w/c: 1,053

he was back in the dark living room— the one he was sure he escaped many years ago. the painfully familiar walls, despite the years of constant effort he put into repressing the memories. the memories of his father grabbing him by his neck with unrelenting strength, and thrusting him up against them, letting his breath ridden with alcohol and pure indifference fan against his cheek. the kind of indifference of a predator about to kill.

and all around him, no matter how much he sealed his eyes closed, covered his ears with all of his strength-- the retched smell of alcohol and his rotten memories were suffocating him.

why was he back here?

his heart began to race, feeling the way his fingers lost all heat and he felt his legs lose all bearings. his breathing an erratic, shaky pace, his eyes feeling cloudy from panic and pure fear as he scrambled through his dreadful surroundings in hopes of some sort of exit. but every step he took was completely useless. no matter how fast his legs moved, he still stood in the exact place he started.

he couldn’t escape.

footsteps could be heard echoing around him, getting louder and louder. it was haunting, like this moment was an exact replica of a night from many years ago. with his fixed position right in front of his father’s couch, and the weather of the night eerily quiet, as if the world was also terrified of the man slowly getting closer and closer to the helpless boy in the living room of a man who never loved him.

“keigo,” a gravely voice slurred from the other room, “keigo, fucking answer me. i know-- know you’re there.” he recognized it all-- the hiccup between his words, the genuine anger in his voice when he addressed him.

keigo blinked, and when he opened them again, his father appeared right in front of him, a large, half-drunk translucent bottle in hand.

"why the fuck didn't you respond? i fucking-- fucking called you, didn't i?" now that he was just mere centimeters from his ears, his voice sounded even more terrifying than his memory could ever bring justice.

his gaze followed the arm of his father that was holding the bottle, that was beginning to rise, and came straight down towards his head with pinpoint accuracy--

and keigo's eyes snapped open.

a thick sheen of cold sweat collected all over his shaking, trembling body. he wasn't able to identify his surroundings, his nightmare replaying itself with seemingly more lucidity than the first time. he still saw the haunting figure of his father at the foot of his bed, and as his breathing came in sharp, short breaths, he felt you sit up immediately.

you shot up from your slumber at the sound of keigo's sobbing, his knees pulled up to his chest, and his face buried between them as you saw his body shake violently. you've never seen him this unraveled; in this much pain.

"keigo? honey?" you softly called out, gently reaching out to him.

as your hand caressed him, you felt him tense under you for a split second, causing him to shoot up from his position to look at the source of the contact. as his eyes fell onto your gentle touch, he collapsed into you without thinking twice, holding onto you for dear life while you cradled him on instinct.

"hey... shh... baby, i'm here. you're safe. it's me, yeah? no one else is here except me and you," you shushed. you knew he occasionally suffered from devastating nightmares, and because of it, you were able to know exactly how to calm him down.

although his sobs didn't seem to subside much, you could feel the way he began to relax into you, as if he was aware that it really was you, not a part of his terrifying nightmare.

he knew you were always there for him.

you shifted from your upright sitting position into a lied down, comfortable spooning position, holding him against your chest while carefully stroking his hair. you waited until he had calmed down enough before trying to speak to him again.

"...nightmare," he mumbled against you.

"i figured, baby," you planted a soft kiss against his hair, "i've got you. you're safe."

he sniffled in response, nuzzling his face deeper into your embrace. you softly rubbed your palm over the expanse of his back to soothe him, and ultimately ground him-- remind him that this was the real world, not the nightmare.

"he was back." keigo shuddered.

you couldn't help the small droplets forming in the corners of your eyes, "honey... i'm so sorry. so... so sorry. i know how scary he is. but..." you took a deep breath,

"but he's not here. he's not back. god, i wish i could get rid of him inside your head like we were able to in reality. but right now, it's only me. me, and your comfy bed, and your comfy blanket, and your comfy pajamas, yeah?" you lifted his head up by his chin to make him look up at you as you spoke.

"yeah?" you repeated.

he slowly nodded.

"yeah, j-just you. and... and my comfy blanket..."

"mhm, your favorite blanket. the fluffy one you like to run your fingers across. why don't you try it right now, sweetheart?"

he took many deep breaths as he held the blanket close to him, running his fingers through it to remind himself that he was okay-- his father wasn't here, because the nightmare wasn't real.

the blanket was real. the calming lavender scent on the bedroom was real.

you were real.

he took one final deep breath, opening his eyes to look at you again. your face illuminated by the soft moonlight, perfectly casting your concerned, but gentle expression.

"thank you..."

you could barely hear the words that escaped his lips, but even so you knew how much he meant them.

"of course, keigo... i'll always be here. always. you know you always have me, and i'll be here to remind you no matter what."

he finally released all of the tension in his body, fully relaxing in your warm embrace.

"goodnight, sweetheart," you whispered, planting one final kiss.

"...i love you" he whispered back.

"i love you more."

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