#im not regretted im making this blog

[divinepowerfulgoddess]

They are definitions of "burn the world for loved one"

[shittyutmv]

#1

nightmare belongs to @ jokublog cross belongs to @ jakei95 killer belongs to @ rahafwabas

[cxndiedvi0lets]

"You can't help everyone,"

But, I have to try.

"Then, who helps you?"

[nessa-rpgs]

Sooooooo I've been playing Tiny Glade.

[dailydegurechaff]

You don't have to reply to this, but I am very happy to stumble across a non-problematic Youjo Senki fanpage. 💖

Thank you very much!! I'll continue to do my best!

[the-kipsabian]

[corpiote]

I need to fully accept my self-indulgent needs to get back into writing again. I miss it

[navxry]

(real talk utc)

I'm thinking about moving blogs soon (for my yandere writing acc), but I'm not sure if moving is a good idea.

I had this in my mind for a while now, and considering how things are, it's always been haunting me. With college stressing me out and my own interests shifting from point A to B with @/yxstxrdrxxm, I had too many to worry and it's starting to wear itself on me.

I don't know when I plan on moving. I don't even know if I want to. But I've always been interested in rebranding, and... I think I want to start off my new blog with the permanent series I've been on and off in writing.

It's gonna suck, because I had a good amount of people there, but I'm really out of ideas. And honestly, I've been thinking abt archiving it with my old main blog, anyway.

So yeah. I don't know when that's happening, but... expect that to occur. maybe for 2025 I can redeem myself from my failures.

[corpseybun-old]

Is anyone else a peterjack truther? I swear to god, the only person I ever saw making content for them orphaned all their works, and I've never gotten over it.

One of these days, I might just have to step up to the plate 'n write some peterjack fics myself.

Really, really, really good fics right here, I put em in a nice collection just today actually, lmao. Give 'em a read. They're absolute peak.

[mageofcolors]

i am tempted. to change my url...

[alicornze7]

TW: suggestive & profanity

ignore this if u can pls/srs

Bubble you can't say that-

(I died inside drawing this)

He literally just did the stolas thing lol

also caine is blowing bubbles, get it? blowing- okay I'll stop

[gontagokuhara]

i know this site and the people at the helm are falling apart at the seams but by far my favorite implemented feature is the streamlining of viewing peoples tags on their reblogs. especially in my activity. i used to snoop thru every reblog to see if my beloved mutuals added anything but now its just There 🫶

[kohakhearts]

crazy how you can actually scroll back through this blog (DO NOT do it. its not worth the psychic damage of being witness to a teenager with a personality disorder and no solid irl support system making posts on the internet) and see me complaining about school and now my posts about school are like so the funniest thing happened at school today- (i.e. i am no longer tormented by the demons of adolescence but by the adolescent demons, who are actually hilarious and endearing and incredibly sweet even when they blow up at me and hate my guts and want to rip me to shreds for committing the cardinal sin of caring about their educations)

[rox-of-iu]

@ the people saying kind words and offering me english alternatives for the czech in my last post

first of all, I know you mean well and I love you to bits and I'm giving you a little kissy, ok? But... guys I do know English phrases... hahhah

Listen,,,, I am chronically online and I do actually have a certificate from C2 exams that is just 5 points shy of being 100%. I Know it absolutely doesn't look that way but that's just because I'm the laziest guy around and I don't feel like fixing it after myself when I have the excuse of being a foreigner- sahdjsd

so when i use czech words it is not out of the necessity of not knowing any substitutes but just me goofing around and going haha funny word go brr

[blindedguilt]

🔁 |[HIT ME. ♥]|

"You're going to get us killed." - Interaction Rewrite Prompts!

For Leonard, the weight of a child's blood upon his weapon was heavier than anything else he had handled before in his lifetime.

He hadn't the honour to have even called it the first, but different from his brothers, who had found their end directly by the blades of the Empire, there was no hope for the blame of responsibility to be lifted off his shoulders now that he had wielded that same blade himself.

Leonard's breathing was panicked and uneven. A cold sweat ran down his back as the sensation of the light body being flung backwards shot once more through his arms - he felt ill. Had he died? Had he done away with his life in that forest and been sentenced to hell? Perhaps it was all a punishment, an eternity spent in war, ending the lives of children just as he had his brothers. The screams had sounded too familiar for comfort.

He couldn't, couldn't bring himself to fight. The stakes didn't come to him. The seal didn't exist to him. The usually tranquil forest had roared with the sounds of the clashing steel, the hurried footsteps, the cries and mockery of the faerie - something like the dragon's voice had called his name in harsh rebuke, and whether it truly was her or Caim, Leonard didn't understand and stumbled blindly back to the garrisons in a piteous attempt to flee.

Too cowardly to die, and too starved to survive.

All that was clear to him against the roar of noise was his own breathing, the feeling of his heart pounding in its chest, and the crushing weight of the guilt from that thought repeating itself in his head like a mantra. Leonard struggled to break out of it - do or say something that could stop this madness. Anything. A sickened cry sounded at the sound of the mercenary's own cold reproach, and the hermit struggled to respond.

"Caim, please...!"

He had tried to utter words, either protest or a plea, but his throat had grown tight and left only a quiet whimper. Was that all he could do? Beg...? Leonard's weapon trembled in his hands. He was truly weak... He could have done more than beg. Just like his brothers, there was a thought that told him that he could have saved them. But, it was all the same. His family murdered for the sake of shameful pleasure. The blood of children spilled only for his own protection - his own cowardice to even die correctly. All for himself, a pathetic existence unable to even lift a finger against the slaughter of children.

Some wretched noise, a ragged fight for strained breath against the pounding heart in his chest, could be heard against the armoured thumps of bodies against the ground. Even from a distance, Leonard's frozen body could be seen trembling uncontrollably. The polearm dangled limply from his hands.

"They are only mere children...!"

The last uttered words before the hermit collapsed to his knees were a heart-wrenching sob.

Not a voice of disgust, but a cry in horror.

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comfort media that is upsetting is interesting. id like to learn more about the phenomena