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New Usopp playlist!! yay
,, I can’t face the others .. I’m disgrace dammit”
aka highly inspired by water 7 Usopp cuz i seen some post lately and decided to feel the pain.
I’ll always be water7 usopp defender till i die. His feelings were so valid and he’s the most emotional strawhat so.. it’s just pain.
sooo if anyone wants to listen to it? here it is~
#usopp#one piece usopp#god usopp#straw hat usopp#one piece#water 7#usopp water 7#just pure pain#playlist#one piece playlist#usopp playlist#live laugh usopp#one piece has officially taken over my life#and i adore usopp#Spotify
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I promise I’ve been working on my fics 🙏
Life has just been shitty lately 😔
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i love a little angst in my life
Girl Crush - MYG
Part of my Milestone Drabble Request Game. Find the request here.
Pairing: Husband!Yoongi X Wife!Reader
Theme: Angst, Unrequited love au, arrange marriage au
Wordcount: 1.5k+
Summary: It was and is Min Yoongi, who you fell in love with over the course of charity galas, executive meetings, quarterly gatherings, parties and so on. And he never once looked in your direction. But then again, there are very few people Yoongi really looked at.
Based on Girl Crush by Harry Styles (Cover).
Warnings: unhappy marriage, unrequited love, yoongi loves someone else. this is very painful.
Minors are not allowed in this blog!!
A/N: I had this idea sitting on my head for a long time now. Thanks to @jimintaemin for requesting this and giving me a chance of writing this. This is very angsty just as you wanted. Hope you like this. Hit me back with your feedback!:)
“I've got a girl crush… Hate to admit it but I’ve got a heart rush… It ain’t slowin' down”
“I assume you already know that this is a marriage of convenience, a negotiation between two companies. And I hope you will not expect anything from me. As long as it’s about responsibilities, I am okay with those. But don’t expect anything more.” Min Yoongi had said, cold and stoic, as if not conversing but stating some flat facts related to stock prices.
He was not wrong. Whatever he had said are indeed facts and there was nothing you didn’t already know.
So you stood there, standing as still as a porcelain doll, ready to fall and break at any given moment.
“And just so you know… I have someone.” he finished, diverting his eyes from you even though he never really looked at you properly.
Although you were glad that he didn’t. You were more than happy that he didn’t witness tears rolling down your face, gathering below your chin and dropping down at the immaculate fabric of your wedding gown.
Do tears leave stains? You hoped that was not the case.
It’s not that you pictured a fairytale married life for you. You know arranged marriages come with more cons than pros. You knew you would have to pay the price.. but at the same time you had no choice. You were even more reluctant to do anything because it was him.
It was and is Min Yoongi, who you fell in love with over the course of charity galas, executive meetings, quarterly gatherings, parties and so on. And he never once looked in your direction. But then again, there are very few people Yoongi really looked at.
It was foolish for you to expect a man of his stature would not have someone to love, to be loved by. And it was even more foolish for you to think, you can be his wife, a real one.. and lead a life with him.
However, now you know it’s impossible. And the realization made you feel helpless, caged and broken.
“I won’t expect anything, I promise, but in return… Can we at least be friends? It will make things easy for both of us.” you’d uttered upon managing your voice and emotions.
Only then he looked at you, like really looking at you with a small smile playing on his lips, he’d said “sure.”
That was the moment you realized you had a girl crush. And it was the woman who managed to make Yoongi, your husband, fall in love.
“I got it real bad.. Want everything she has That smile and that midnight laugh.. She's giving you now.”
You thought, you would be angry. You thought every possible darkness would cover your senses, when you’d meet her for the first time.
But wrong… you were.
You had so many prejudices about this woman and you hated her with every drop of blood your body owns but all of it evaporated in thin air when she smiled at you standing right at your and yoongi’s door.
She is beautiful, she is kind, she is loveable… and maybe everything else you can’t ever be.
“Thank you so much, Y/N. I never thought I was going to see Yoongi ever again.” she’d murmured as she stood close to you in the kitchen, preparing dinner for you three.
You had stared into her eyes then.. Trying to find mockery and a hint of brazen victory telling you, “you’re only his paper wife. I own his heart.”
But again.. Again you were disappointed.
In her eyes, there was no mockery, no pretense, no dishonesty.. Rather only understanding and kindness. Only then you understood why Yoongi loves her so much.
Why will it never be you and always be her.
That night as you stood at the balcony, enjoying the stinging sensation cold wind brought to you, you heard them laughing.
It was the first time you heard Min Yoongi laughing. Even though faint and muffled, you could still sense his happiness through the sound.
Min Yoongi was finally happy... for the first time since the wedding ceremony... and you were not the reason.
All of a sudden, you were jealous again, even though you were not sure if you had the right or not.
“I want to taste her lips… Yeah, 'cause they taste like you I want to drown myself… In a bottle of her perfume”
You didn’t know what you were thinking when you invited her to your and Yoongi’s honeymoon.
Both of your and his parents have been pestering you to set out for the trip. You have been using excessive workload as the excuse and you assumed Yoongi to do the same.
But a week ago, everything went south when Yoongi had a fight with his father. As a result, flights were booked, accommodations were chosen and you two were notified only two days prior.
That night, Yoongi didn’t come back home. And when he did, he didn’t speak a single word to you.
The visible frown on his forehead and the cold aura that oozed from him, made you want to make him smile, made you invite his lover to the trip secretly.
She was already there when you two reached and you will never forget Yoongi’s reaction when he realized what was happening.
The grumpy cold Yoongi broke into gummy smiles and giggles as soon as he saw her. They kissed right in front of your eyes and you silently cried.
Oh how you wish, you could taste him too. How you wish, he would hold you like that, caress you like that.
How you wish… he would love you like that.
“I want her long blond hair… I want her magic touch Yeah, 'cause maybe then… You'd want me just as much”
“Babe, could you please turn your head a little? Yes.. yes just like that.”
You watched the man as he clicked photos after photos of the woman he loves, seemingly trying to document her beauty for a long long time.
You watched her as her long blond hair flowed like a waterfall down her shoulder, wind ruffling it gently making her look even more beautiful.
“Let’s take a selfie, will you?” she shouted at him and he chuckled.
He buried his head in the crook of her neck, inhaling her scent, he said, “you smell so nice.”
You wondered, what she smelled like, what perfume did she use to make Yoongi look this satisfied. You even considered asking her, purchasing a bottle and drowning yourself in one of those if that means Yoongi would love to smell you too, he would curl himself around you late at night. If that means Yoongi would want you, just as much.
“I don't get no sleep… I don't get no peace Thinking about her.. Under your bed sheets”
“Where are you going?” confusion dripped through Yoongi’s voice. You stopped at your tracks and turned to face him.
“I will sleep in the other room. You two should have your space. I will send her in as soon as I am there.” you smiled at him, even though your heart bleed invisibly inside your chest at the thought of how they would spend the night together.
“No, Y/N. We will adjust. You sleep here in the suite.” Yoongi commented, as firm as a verdict, as he stepped towards where you stood.
“But Yoongi, I am alone, what would I do with all this space?” you sighed. You definitely didn’t want to be left alone at the honeymoon suite, decorated for the newlyweds. You hate it. Totally loathe the decorations. Those giant red hearts had been mocking you since the moment you stepped there. You might tear those to pieces if you were left there alone, raising endless questions regarding such an act.
“You have done enough. You have done much more than you needed to and I feel like I’m taking advantage of your kindness. So, please… stay here. Enjoy the stay. We will manage.” giving you one of his tight lipped smiles, Yoongi slipped out of the room to spend the night with his lover.
That night when you slid inside the covers, which smelled awfully like him because he took a nap earlier in the evening, you started breaking down.
Your hopes, your dreams, and your heart all started crumbling right before your eyes. You held the duvet tightly around yourself and pretended it was yoongi wrapped around you, it was Yoongi, whispering sweet things in your ear, it was Yoongi, telling you that he loved you.
Somewhere you knew, Yoongi is actually doing all these things in real-time but.. Not to you.. Not for you.
You closed your eyes, tears streamed down your cheeks and wetted the pillow. You imagined your life as her… as your girl crush… as the woman your husband, Min Yoongi, loves.
“I've got a girl crush… Hate to admit it but I’ve got a heart rush… It ain’t slowin' down”
#yoongi fic#yoongi drabble#husband! yoongi#arranged marriage au#unhappy marriage#unrequited love#just pure pain#angst
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Me, when I lose track of time and space my wretched body resides in, after I had mere 3 hours of sleep:
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Don't mind me, just losing my mind over book 7 twst spoilers rn. 🙃
#personal#text#stuff#me writing out pointless thoughts which no one will read#it sounds like pain#just pure pain#😭😭😭
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"i have a sister now! thank you, granpa! we are going to do so much stuff together!"
(trans masc newborn shado btw. tag as ship and ill kill you)
#im so done. they deserved so much better#im getting atatched to maria now and its#its not easy. shes basicaly a pure white girl but also a completely blank canvas#yet im so. shes so.. i hc those earings are a gift from her parents they gave her jjst before she moved to the ark. she always wears them#she was a human being with her own identity but neither her granpa (the person that raised her) nor the narrative treats her as such#there had to be some fucked up shit she went through psycologicaly that not even shadow got to know#its actually painful for me to draw her not happy. its too much#also shadow is trans masc and just a few days of age thats why maria calls him “sister”#sth#sonic#sonic fanart#shadow the hedgehog#maria robotnik#nov.aart
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It's easy to forget your arch-nemesis needs a cane because of his chronic joint pain when he beats you to a pulp every other week...
#vlad has chronic pain#vlad plasmius#danny phantom#selkie draws#vlad bought a cyber truck purely to annoy Danny through Sam#“hes more than just a bad guy. hes so evil. doesnt he care at all about the planet”#“Sam hes literally tried to kill me before”#comic#invisible disability#badger cereal#phanart#dp fanart
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A redraw of the post-canon Hollow art I've made about a year ago!! It was also heavily inspired by/supposed to be a fanart for an amazing fic called "Lost kin" by @mostlydeadallday <3
#might colour this later ngl#I actually liked the way they were squeezing the pillow from pain in the old drawing#but there’s something about Hollow just staring emotionlessly while obviously being in a lot of pain is so disturbing yk???#and also it’s just closer to canon in jeneral#hollow deserves a hug#:(#hollow knight#hk art#hk fanart#hk pure vessel
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cw// implied character death, double life nonsense
because you are love itself.
#my art#trafficblr#double life#divorce quartet#<-- insane about how scott killed pearl in limlife.#this comic has been sitting unfinished in my files for a good month its def not finished to my usual quality but god it needed to be done#so uh scott... yeah. i like villain scott but not pure evil scott. i like a scott whos scared of being loved and manipulates others to spar#himself the pain. i like a scott who ditched pearl because their friendship was actually becoming real and when the server gods confirmed i#with DL he freaked out a bit and ran off.#ofc u can interpret this comic however u want but i was just thinking way too hard abt smajhor#i feel like often ppl get divided into scott did nothing wrong vs scott is pure evil alot of the time#which is understandable cus like i said with fanart/fic u only have so much space to show someones personality#but idk i like him all angsty. like i know im a bad person but to keep myself safe i need to keep being like this.#hes so blorbo *puts him in a blender*#i hate him *wraps him up in a blanket and takes him home*#cw implied death#cw implied violence#scott#pearl
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made a little meme to help me while i process through my grief. this realization was comforting in a way
#when i pull away the aching and the pain and all the vines that surround my heart#i realize that it is just love#and suddenly a heart is not such a heavy burden#because i love you and i love you and i love you#and the love is wholesome and pure#grief#love#cherry rambles#relationships
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No you dont understand listen. listen. the hand. the HAND.
yes for a few moments aziraphale kissed back, held him, steadied him, but have you ever thought about what that did to crowley?
he feels aziraphale's palm press against his shoulder, feels him reciprocate the kiss, all he experiences in that moment is him, entirely and exclusively. his world narrows down even further to aziraphale, to him and just him.
for that heartbeat, that split second of oh, crowley hopes.
he hopes that maybe aziraphale changed his mind, this is it, they will stay on earth together, be together, be an us. everything he has ever wanted (which, let's be real, is aziraphale safe and by his side) is suddenly an option because he is kissing me back.
and then he stops. the hand lifts. he pulls back and that tiny, fragile spark of hope burns hot enough to destroy itself, any evidence erased when aziraphale looks at him and offers forgiveness - to crowley, he is offering forgiveness for loving him, telling him to stop, and that is the final crack that breaks him.
yet the last physical memory crowley will carry with him now is one of love and warmth and life, but all it symbolizes is a loss greater than anything he has every experienced.
#alex talks good omens#good omens#ineffable husbands#good omens season 2#good omens 2 spoilers#go2#aziracrow#aziraphale#crowley#it is four am my brain is friend i need to stop watching this scene on repeat#i clipped it so it really is just three minutes of pure pain
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KIZIL GONCALAR (2023 - 2024). EPISODE FOURTEEN.
#kizil goncalar#turkishedit#turkish drama#turkish dizi#faiza gifs#THEM!!!!!! MY LITTLE DARLINGS!!!!!#theyre just SUCH WONDERFUL characters and yes their ENTIRE circumstance is just so so SO messy but they are so so#respectful of one another and just. such GOOD people. with all their traumas. they remain such GOOD people to one another.#despite EVERYONE around them.#they remain so honest with one another. and i am NOT READY to see cuneyd's breakdown next episode over his mum#and zeynep's pain watching cuneyd in pain whilst EVERYONE ELSE involved at the dargah just. JUDGES. bc thats EXACTLY what theyll do.#these two just remain pure.#*
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I need another daemon and rhaenyra scene where it's just them, reconnecting, just a few hours of escape for both of them, exploring each other's bodies again and again, whispering sweet nothing in high valyrian and daemon holding rhaenyra in his arms, because this time he is back while knowing that it will mean his death and trying to remember every move she makes, every little noise, her voice, the smell of her hair and the way her skin feels under his fingers, moments that just belong to them, little smiles and a lot of moans and feeling each other's presence before finally falling asleep and feeling safe even if it's just for the night. They deserve this so much.
#daemon targaryen#rhaenyra targaryen#daemon x rhaenyra#daemyra#hotd#hotd season 2#let me be delusional#but they deserve and need this so much#and we girlies deserve it too and when I say girlies I mean me lol#like get this man back home and let him go on his knees in more than just one way#me trying to ignore the pure pain we gonna see tonight like help#just a few moments just for them
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no but the betrayer gods being cast the furthest and the darkest down into the consciousness of their world’s existence because they were the first amongst their family to defend themselves
#cr lb#exu downfall#rewatching calamity and it’s just asmodeus’ pure hatred that these inferior* Things Separated them from their Family#and it’s like yes these being are evil* but are they? how are they? they stood up First and said Stop. First.#and it’s like that emotional response is so very very human it’s a shame the betrayers have no outlet in their mortals#because is it not so very mortal to see someone you Love in Pain and going. No. I Will Stop This. No Matter How I End Up.#love makes a monster of us all and all that and it’s like#the conflict is so integral to exandria’s existence it’s just. a tragedy. and delcious#prime deities acting so very Betrayer* but they develop out of That* and it’s like#my beloved You what was the very difference that I should be on this side of the world and You on the other
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Wouldn't it be funny if the whole deal in CK would have ended with Kaz randomly falling over without consciousness cuz he was not sleeping, eating or drinking the whole time
#as a person who also can go days without sleeping or eating this is painful to read. cuz he also gets beaten and his leg refuses to work atp#kaz enduring his second cpr of the month#the whole book he was running on 8 hours of sleep per week and a half 20 cups of coffee and pure spite#kaz brekker#six of crows#crooked kingdom#just random thoughts while rereading#inej ghafa#nina zenik#matthias helvar#jesper fahey#wylan van eck
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Equilibrium
So the Dead on Main server caused me to spontaneously spawn an entire outline for an AU because I wanted a Dark Danny fic. So. Here's a snippet of what I'm working on.
It had started out subtly. The beginning of the end.
The GIW had crept into Amity Park, buying up empty office buildings. Making themselves known. 'Researchers' they called themselves.
They could always be seen whenever there was a ghost attack. Not running, not helping, not hindering. Just. Watching.
The first red flag that became obvious in hindsight was when they'd reached out to the Fentons. When Jack's long winded rants on ghosts didn't scare them away. When they started taking notes.
The second red flag was the government contract sent to the Fentons a week later.
But still, the GIW didn't do anything. They bought up the empty buildings, filled them with strangers in white suits. Amity Park gradually learned to ignore them. They were harmless, some weird government branch that had an interest in ghosts. It wasn't interesting after months of idleness from them.
Amity Parkers lowered their guard, answered the seemingly innocuous questions posed to them. 'How long have ghosts been attacking?' 'Have you ever been injured by one?' 'Have you noticed anything strange?' They were simple questions, questions any Amity Park resident could easily answer.
Eventually the GIW became another quirk of Amity. Something expected, normal even.
Then the 'clinics' started popping up. They were free to use, offering simple health care for any Amity Park resident. Common colds, ear infections, broken bones, vaccinations. You had to do a blood test to use them, but no one minded much when they were free. And injuries were so common with the ghost attacks. Ghosts never seemed to care about collateral, except Phantom. But he was the one ghost who protected them, so that was expected.
Amity Park became welcoming to the GIW. Open to their questions, freely giving information. Even Phantom was willing to stop occasionally when a question was called out to him by one of the white suited men or women.
Yet still, the government contract remained. The Fentons handing over blueprints of weapon after weapon, prototype designs shipped off. Research papers handed over by the box full.
The GIW presence increased slowly, over the months that became a year. Their clinics and offices multiplied. Empty buildings and shop fronts were bought as soon as they went on sale. Soon it wasn't uncommon to see a person in a white suit everywhere you went.
No one ever noticed how they never employed Amity Park residents. How they never hired, how there was never a help wanted sign posted or an ad made to ask for workers. No one wanted to look that deep.
Willful ignorance was easier than admitting they'd been invaded.
So the Amity Parkers kept answering questions. Kept visiting the clinics with their doctors who often asked questions unrelated to the reason for visiting. 'Have you noticed yourself becoming stronger?' 'How much sleep do you need, on average?' 'Have your eyes ever glowed?' 'How long can you hold your breath?'.
The clinics began offering more services, addressing more issues. All still for the small cost of a vial of blood. It became normal to visit a clinic rather than a doctor for anything. Flu? Clinic. Broken bone? Clinic. A nasty burn from an ecto-ray? Clinic.
Some people started vanishing, but that wasn't unusual in a city. People ran away or died all the time. It wasn't many, really. Maybe a one or two a month. There was no pattern in the victims, so it was presumed they were unrelated. The cops were stumped. No one paid attention to the fact that every single one of the missing had visited a clinic days before they vanished.
Then came the blackout. Or maybe it came sooner, it was so hard to tell when it started. When it became impossible for anyone in Amity Park to reach out to someone out of it. At first anyone who mentioned it was called crazy, conspiracy theorists.
But soon it became more obvious. Friends or family out of the city could no longer find any Amity Park resident on social media. Couldn't even find a mention of the city existing anywhere on the internet. They blamed it on the ghosts at first. They did weird things to technology, it must be them. Right?
Then they stopped being able to call out. Cell phones would no longer make or receive calls from anyone who didn't have an Amity number. They started to get restless.
Then came the roadblocks. Anyone trying to leave Amity found that all roads out were inexplicably blocked. Construction, they claimed. All the roads at once, yes. There had been earthquakes that destabilized the roads all around Amity. So they said.
They had been trapped, and they never saw the jaws closing on them until it was too late.
It didn't take long, once the revelation that they couldn't leave, couldn't call for help, spread.
The military moved in, penning them inside their city. Checkpoints were placed at every road in or out of Amity. You could only leave if you were in the company of a soldier or a GIW operative.
'Quarantined' they were told. Because of what they weren't told. Something highly contagious and dangerous was all they were given. Hospitals were taken over by men in white suits. Doctors and nurses were sent away, fired. New ones were shipped in, strangers.
More people started going missing. They all knew who took them but they couldn't say it. Couldn't admit it. Didn't want to.
Curfews were enforced. No one was allowed out after sundown, businesses had to shut down an hour before. No one was allowed out until dawn, schools were forced to start later. Anyone found breaking curfew was apprehended, sent to a holding facility. They weren't seen again.
#dp x dc#danny phantom#dc x dp#dpxdc#dp x dc crossover#equilibrium#equilibrium AU#danny phantom au#dp crossover#this one is going to be pure angst for a while#just so much pain#so much#it gets worse before it gets better#it gets very very very bad before it gets better#just hurt/comfort but the comfort is in a different area code and we have to walk barefoot to it#happy ending though#thats a promise#i really really wanted a darker danny fic to write#but i had to put the boy through a lot to get him where i needed him to be#poor thing#you know its funny i hate putting Jason through angst but i tosee danny into woodchippers like its my job#jason is baby and danny is my emotional punching bag#tkahrk is basically the polar opposite of this fic and the vibes of them give me intense whiplash#also this prologue started with me going: you know what would be terrifying? if the GIW was competent. like the CIA but better
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