#like i know i know im sad and hurt but in my heart even the worst breakup friendship or otherwise can kill my hope

[mrcrawly]

Jayvik headcanons

hello jayvik nation im dumping these here bc im almost done with the second chapter of my fic and these have been stewing a while

Viktor

has the most beautiful curly calligraphy handwriting ever but it's so curly and fancy you genuinely can't read it

Ibuprofen allergy. source: my twisted mind

fidgeting with stuff all the time. paperclips, pencils, clips, rubber bands, the buttons on his vest

bonus to that one: he messes with his vest buttons so much that Jayce is constantly having to sew them back on when they come off

chronic nail biter

big sweet tooth

great cook but a shitty baker

"get even" kind of person; probably holds grudges from the second grade

doesn't cry very often but can be sensitive in the sense that he cares very much how his closest friends view him and internalizes their opinions

love languages are words of affirmation and acts of service

likes to be touched but not held (autism)

hates winter because it makes his joints hurt, summer is unbearably hot and he can't stand it, he has spring allergies; default fall enjoyer

animals really like him and strays tend to show up at the lab or follow him around

children like Viktor. Viktor doesn't like children back

kids will sometimes randomly talk to him and tell him things in public and he doesn't have the heart to be mean to them or ignore them so he just sits there like "mhm ☺️" while they talk until their parents apologize and walk off

probably has a pet reptile (a turtle or some kind of lizard methinks)

cold natured and wears seven hundred billion blankets to bed every night no matter the season

identifies as male in the sense that he was born a man and just never bothered to think much about it but doesn't fully grasp the concept or purpose of gender. could tell you what makes a man a man or what makes a woman a woman but doesn't understand why nor care

interested in jayce from the beginning but never felt as if he was in competition with Mel

sorry they can pry the JayMelVik love triangle out of my cold dead hands ♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️

not very affectionate because he doesn't know how to discuss his own feelings but very good at soothing other people

Jayce

dysgraphia (i think that's the term?) – not many issues with reading but not the best with writing

viktor is hyperlexic so it works out alright

AMAZING at drawing. like if he didn't have the passion for science he would be an artist. he draws out all their diagrams and blueprints and Viktor labels them

can cook pretty well but doesn't like to do it; if he stays at Viktor's place then Viktor always cooks for him

likes baking because he controls every single thing that goes in and it's very exact

both he and Viktor have chronic pain in their hands (carpal tunnel) from spending all their time taking notes and working with small delicate parts

he doesn't complain about his even when it bothers him because it feels silly knowing how bad Viktor's pain is every day 💔💔💔💔

10,000 step haircare routine but Viktor's looks better anyway

used to be prone to acne as a teen (if accutane existed in arcane he would have been an accutane kid)

(i was an accutane kid and im projecting)

shaved regularly pre-hexcore because his father had facial hair and he looks a lot like his dad anyway; he was always a little worried if he grew it out it would remind Ximena too much of his dad and make her sad

took entire days off of work and pushed deadlines back when Viktor got bad just so he could stay with him when Viktor was in too much pain to do practically anything

used to deliberately sleep in the lab because Viktor would stay late and he didn't want Viktor to be alone in case he passed out or something happened

love languages are physical touch, gift giving, and quality time

money doesn't exist to him when he's buying other people things. can't do secret santas at Christmas bc he constantly exceeds the budget

simultaneously one of those people who legitimately cannot accept gifts and feels bad when people give him things

was genuinely so in love with Mel; used to have dreams about marrying her and living somewhere quiet with her

most definitely forgave her for manipulating him on the council and understood her but it was just never the same

bottom. argue with the wall

OUGHHHH my shayla 💔💔💔💔💔💔💔

guess my favorite character challenge level impossible (it's so unbelievably obvious)

[kepler-station]

MY LITTLE REASON WHY ⟡ VIRTUE OF INNOCENCE (CRK AU) ONESHOT

MY LITTLE REASON WHY, YOU MAKE ME WANT TO TRY LOVING YOU ıllı. "when dark enchantress cookie takes away the power of the five beasts, they are forced to crawl back to the ancients... and their old friend, the beast of sorrow."

— rq by @damsel-balladeer, thank you for requesting, and late happy new year!

— idk why i wanted to put this in here but blue diamond is the poster child of this au, lol. not what reader looks like, just the poster child. (this does mean im writing any virtue of innocence au stuff with fem!reader in mind but nowhere does it say any fem!reader descriptions so this is like gn!reader, thx.)

MY LITTLE REASON WHY — STEVEN UNIVERSE ıllı.

· · ͟͟͞͞꒰ TW. short, very short.

Inhale, exhale. A lot of mixed feelings went through [Sorrow]'s head.

Not so long ago, they let out their inner anger and sorrow at the group of cookies they now call 'their friends', and even that group of six so-called ancient heroes don't seem to warm up to them just yet, only the two who have been there when they turned and that pink hero.

And just now, their enemy, Dark Enchantress Cookie, that old hag who had attempted to wake them up not so long after the crack in the Silver Tree woke them up, stole their old friend's power and magic right then and there.

After all that happened, they just wanted to rest and do nothing. Take a break from life and be a normal Cookie for once, but no! The witches can't grant that for them, not even just this once.

Minutes prior, the six of the Ancient Heroes stood in front of Dark Enchantress Cookie's whereabouts, weapons in tow, abilities ready to fire, shields on standby for coming attacks.

Many feelings, good and bad danced about in their heart. Guilt, sorrow, grief, happiness, empathy, anger, clemency, relief, contempt, scorn, and everything in between. They shed many tears during the battle under your cloak, their blue aura spread not too often but it sure happened, enough to get a hit out of Dark Encantress while she sobbed in their flooding emotions.

Seeing their hurt friends made them sob tears of mixed emotions; they can't even say whether it was happy or sad tears, but through their blurred vision they saw their old friends. They had fallen one by one out of their cages after the Cake Witch grabbed them, immobilized them and took their powers away, and their new friends didn't let their guard down... until the blue aura returned.

They couldn't help it, they knew very well they could control it to use it offensively but...

While [Sorrow] shouted their feelings out at them for not standing up to that bitch of a villain on their own knowing damn well they could have crumbled her right then and there, they fell down to their knees and sobbed uncontrollably. Any form of magic was disabled and even the Soul Jam of your friends were blocked by the sheer intensity of [Sorrow]'s emotions. They weaponized your aura to make them subordinate and docile, knowing damn well between everyone here, they were the most powerful.

Though eventually White Lily Cookie was able to get through and make her stop, they fell silent and pensive throughout the journey home. Even separating the seas for a pathway home to Crispia was hard through tears and uncontrollable inner anger.

Inhale, exhale. Throughout the journey home, they discussed their next move now knowing that Dark Enchantress Cookie has the powers of the Beast Cookies in her hands, and they grew terrified that she would probably be after [Sorrow] due to their power.

Remember that their corrupted powers as Grief were never truly taken away and new power was just bestowed upon them through their Soul Jam, the Light of Healing, instead of purifying their corrupted magic. Perhaps the witches wanted them to recover on their own, this was their journey after all.

"Then that means..." White Lily Cookie started, trailing off as she looks down, horrified. "Dark Enchantress Cookie is probably coming for [Sorrow] next." Leading the group through the continent back to the Vanilla Kingdom, Pure Vanilla Cookie continued with a pensive expression (as pensive as he can get, atleast). Dark Cacao and Golden Cheese had their eyes on the Beasts.

As the awakened ones, they chose to guard the Beasts and make sure they won't be trying anything, even if they were powerless. Eternal Sugar looked like she was going to cry at the revelation but she looked sleepy still. The others stayed pensive and silent, certain fiery and grumpy cookies muttering under their breaths before a golden spear was pushed into their face, and [Sorrow] was next to a comforting Hollyberry Cookie, serious expression with teary eyes.

"Shh, Inhale and exhale, my friend. Deep breaths. 1,2..." Hollyberry tried calming down the Beast of Sorrow, removing their hood to reveal their messy hair underneath. Combing/running her fingers through their hair, Hollyberry continued to comfort the almost distraught cookie just as they returned safely.

They didn't let the Beasts go just yet, they could very well still do something, but they kept tabs on them, very very carefully.

That night, [Sorrow] snuck out. Under their cloak, they melted the lock using their blue aura (transmuted onto their hand) and stood in front of their powerless, wailing "friends". It wasn't just because they were being too loud crying so loudly, it was because they also missed them.

"So you escaped your silver prison and failed to save yourselves even when Dark Enchantress Cookie openly threatened and took away your powers. Do you have no shame? Come! Answer for what you've done!" With tears in their eyes, they demanded answers. Inside, they truly cared and were happy they survived, but this could've been avoided if...

"Sweetheart, we... We just..." Eternal Sugar couldn't even answer, Shadow Milk tried manipulating them, even paired with a measly string that could barely touch their droopy, long robes, into letting them free and giving them their Soul Jam for power the aura beat them first. "Do you have no shame? You abandoned me for power, and when you come crawling back to me thousands of years later, you only crave more? That you didn't save yourselves because you believed she would grant you eternal power over all of Cookiekind?"

Their ominousness was only interrupted by a quiet voice. A gentle voice paired with that familiar lily scent A knowing White Lily Cookie wasn't sleeping at all, far from it. Inside the greenhouse of.... where she apparently slept because a gazebo surrounded by lilies in a garden is better than a bed, she brainstormed plans to beat Dark Enchantress Cookie and to find a way to block her advances of getting [Sorrow]'s Soul Jam too. However, she was interrupted by familiar tears as it stained her papers under her, a faint blue aura surrounding the atmosphere.

Faint footsteps were detected by the Beast of Sorrow as their eyes tightened again. "I shall talk to you tomorrow then. Stay where you are and repent for what you have done." Blue water tendrils pierced the small windows above and the walls of white chocolate, vanilla and waffles, effectively trapping the Beasts, paired with lavender chains ensuring further entrapment that silenced their wails and cries. Their robe followed behind them as they stepped out, bubbling the prison before they were faced with a concerned and knowing White Lily Cookie.

"I... heard what happened. Do you want tea? I can brew some for the two of us. You can stay with me in my greenhouse if you'd like." She stretched out her hand before [Sorrow] took it, holding her hand tightly as they walked together, [Sorrow] removing their hood and walking slowly with the lily-scented hero to the greenhouse.

They smiled to themselves. They were glad their friends were atleast still alive.

And perhaps, that old, abandoned version of themselves of long ago were still alive too.

[twistedtwintaker]

To love Death

Happy New Year, to all of you. Also this is angst.

Rio was standing close to the entrence of your tiny apartment when the air seemed heavy and there was a silent silence all around you. Like a storm on the horizon, her presence was always paradoxical—both comforting and unsettling, like a storm on the horizon. But tonight she broke her stern demeanor.

“You’re leaving again, aren’t you?” you asked, your voice breaking before you could stop it.

Rio's head turned slightly, her face's sharp angles catching the faint light. What you already knew was validated by her silence. She always left. She had to.

With your voice barely above a whisper and your tears on the verge of spilling, you whispered, "I can't keep watching you leave." You tried to steady yourself with a trembling breath, but the pain in your chest persisted. "I feel like it's the last time I'll see you every time you leave through that door."

When her black eyes finally locked with yours, you briefly caught a glimpse of something raw and unguarded. There was an undertone of sadness too deep to understand, and the calm mask she always wore broke.

"Do you think it will be this easy?" With a rare vulnerability in her voice, she spoke gently. "I ask myself whether I should stay every time I go. I question whether allowing you to be with me when I can never be yours is more cruel. "

With your hands slightly shaking at your sides, you took a step closer. " Rio, you are loved. Even though it hurts and every time you leave, it feels like you’re slipping through my fingers every time you walk away. I would much rather have you than nothing at all. "

Her jaw tensed as though your words were physically hurting her, and she closed her eyes. Her voice was softer, almost shattering, when she spoke again. "I wish I could be someone else instead of who I am. However, I am not and never will be human. You at some point will die, and if I allow myself to love you even more then I do now, ill comepletly lose myself in grief and sorrow. Im sorry mi amor. "

When the tears you had been suppressing suddenly came, you reached for her and touched her cold hands. This time, she didn't shrink away. Rather, she allowed you to hold her, but her touch was still as chilly as the emptiness itself.

Though you were crying, you said, " please my love, just stay, just one night. "

Her meticulously fortified fortifications fell completely apart for the first time in eternity. One tear trickled down her cheek, and she drew you into her embrace, cradling you as if she could shield you from the very thing she represented.

"I sorry," she said in a tremulous voice against your hair. "Im so sorry."

You held her as though you were able to hold her for a little while longer, even though you knew, you knew in your heart that she was right, because To love Death herself is to hold the end in tender arms, Her touch both a promise and a curse. For one heart beats to the rhythm of time, And the other is silent, bound to eternity. I will fade, and she will remain—The keeper of my memory, the warden of my grief. What cruel poetry it is, To love the one who will carry your soul away,And to know she will mourn you longer than the stars will burn."

[weezerlvr228]

hi fam !!

[laika-of-the-stars]

a personal poem on my feelings towards final fusion.

[butchnavi]

you'd think losing people would stop hurting as much after you've gone through it a bunch of times but I guess if humans can learn to love over and over with the same or even greater intensities it makes sense that the following pain of losing said people you give that love to is proportional each time too

[b1mbodoll]

repeating “jealousy is a disease get well soon bitch” in my head every time i block rude anons and delete hatemail so i can try to brush it off but i am not ur strongest soldier so can you all stop being mean 🩷 please

[hannie-dul-set]

u guys don't understand how much writing nabi gyu hurts me.

[mazzy-rockstar]

Monday blues are hitting me hard today

[zznsthetic]

my heart is aching.

[girlivealwaysbean]

hey god if you've created someone for me can you introduce me to them sooner? i kinda need them now

[channnel]

I was searching some creepypasta fics on quotev, when I suddenly remembered some fanfics I read before about a reader getting turned into a proxy but with some other characters too. I tried to find it but I couldn't- and I was so confused then I remembered their other fanfic about homicidal liu becoming a patient to the reader and i vividly remembered that cause the reader died! so I tried to search for it and it work... but the link isnt there anymore- and I'm sad.

[ningningkittie]

im in love w him not only bc of who he is as a person nd how drawn i am to his personality, but also bc i feel like he's the only one who has ever wanted to see me. who i am, like deep down. he's the only one who i feel like i've ever connected with, in an easy nd genuine way. the only one who i feel has ever gotten me. he's the only one who's ever made me feel like we actually have a connection we're both in on, bc i havent had to pretend or put up a fake front for him bc he wanted the real image of me.

[pepprs]

prefacing this by saying im fine and its whatever and im mostly numb to it. but it kinda fucking sucks that being gaslit about my own sexuality leads to… doubting my own sexuality lol!

[fischiee]

y’all I am drunk as fuck but i am fed the fuck up. i am like hopelessly into this guy in our friend group bc he is so kind and wonderful and attractive and unfortunately he has decided that i am the one person to trust abt his love life and so i must apparently sit through him explaining his struggles with another girl while i am SUFFERING

like he is just so sweet and kind and YES it is a crush and yes i am putting him on a pedestal but he is nothing but kind and sweet to me and it definitely seems like he is flirting with me sometimes but i definitely cannot tell and he does talk abt this girl that he is very into OFTEN (she is for sure not me) and it’s driving me crazy i am so heart broken

[dent-de-leon]

wAIT just thinking about what Tal said...I really hope that doesn't imply that Lestera might have poisoned herself--