#my heart hurts for them

[xxxbabyinatrenchcoatxxx]

Hey besties. Do you think Jean was gentle with Neil as he dyed his hair? I think Riko couldn't be bothered to get his hands dirty, so he just told Jean to do it, making sure Jean knew what would happen if it wasn't 100% accurate. Do you think Jean watched Neil go in and out of consciousness rest as he did research about how to fix Neil's hair, knowing he had used box dye for the last 8 years? Do you think he had to learn what toner was and what kind of conditioner to buy? Do you think he had to get permission to leave the nest to go buy the hair dye, or do you think he had someone go out and buy it for him? Do you think Neil woke up but was too disoriented to know what was going on, so he asked Jean and Jean whispered quiet reassurances? Do you think Neil decided that whatever it was couldn't be too bad because it didn't hurt? Do you think Jean even felt Neil's dead weight as he carried his unconscious body to the bathtub to rinse out the dye? Do you think Jean felt the sting of pain as hair dye got into the fresh cuts on his hands and arms? Do you think Jean whispered apologies in french when he dried Neil's hair, making sure he got the color correct? Do you think Jean looked at his misplaced forever partner and wished a quick death upon him so he wouldn't have to deal with the fallout that this was going to cause? Do you think? Because I do.

[tecnestheim962]

I just had. A Thought. A thought that I might someday turn into a fanfic that I maybe someday will finish that I could possibly one day post.

What if. In one of Oscar's merge episodes, like the one in the epilogue when it fades to black. He gets visions of the ever after.

What if. All this time, he's been seeing bits and pieces of their journey during these attacks. And in that specific one. With the grave in the background. He watches the tea party. He watches what happens to Ruby. How she's slowly falling apart. And he's forced to watch. As she chooses to end it all. How the light he admired in those eyes flickered and died. Hears the words she says to little in the forest. Hears what the illusions say to her. Forced to watch it all happen. He tries to call out. Tries to help. Watches as Ozpin is hitting her with a cane. Snaps at the same moment she does. Then he makes eye contact with her. He thought it was just a vision, but the way she was looking at him was so real. Then he sees himself fall, realizing it was just an illusion of himself. Then watches the cat betray her. Watches the little mouse friend, so much like her in determination and bright spirits, get heartlessly killed. Tries to stop Ruby from drinking the tea. Grasping desperately at her but hands going through. The mirrors that reflected the light of her soul had shattered. And he watched her choose to stop fighting. To stop living. Watches his symbol of certainty and hope die by her own hands.

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I've been thinking about this all day. Send emotional support immediately please. Have them inscribe on my gravestone, "here lies tecnestheim. Died as lived. Screaming about Rosegarden into the void."

[always-is-always]

Jungkookie and Jiminie....

My heart hurts for them. To be separated from your Beloved for 18 months. To have to pretend that you don't have a Beloved while in a military environment. To have to pretend to be something you aren't, for 18 months.

They are going to need all the love and supportive energy we can send them, for the duration of their enlistment. It's going to be really hard for them.

May they be protected on all levels, and may their hearts bear the difficulty that they are about to go through. May Grace carry them and keep them safe.

This is the day I have dreaded most. At the same time I have hoped that Jungkookie and Jiminie would enlist together. That way, it is only 18 months apart.

Then, when they are done, they are free citizens. 💜

2025 cannot come soon enough.

[somewhere-in-the-rain]

There is something so beautiful about Violet giving Xaden the choice of where to raise the wards in Iron Flame.

Despite the fact that her friends and siblings and everyone else were all at Basgiath, she knew how much Aretia meant to him. She put him above everything else.

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

[fcb-mv33]

“It was hard because you’re brother and sister and you don’t grow up together. Yeah it was…,I missed him when I was younger”

[sequoiaisstrange]

The fact that Eddie was to scared to go to Camilla’s funeral because he didn’t want to make anyone uncomfortable breaks my heart. She would have wanted him to be there because he deserved to be there just as much as the rest of the band. 

[everythingunderthestarsthings]

The way James Farrow and Oliver Marks put each other through anything and everything will always have my heart, and I will forever be sad for them.

[randomjreader]

Thoop's been through so much shit; being abused by his stepfather and seeing one of the people he loves most in the world suffer through one of the worst things that can happen to a person. He had to see Tian spending years trying to study and earn money so that she could get him out of there, all while being r*ped (for all we know, she could have taken it just to spare Thoop from going through worse things at the hands of the stepfather). He had to live for 3 years knowing that his sister was suffering, but he couldn't do a single thing about it. And then he lost her, and he was left all alone (in his eyes, we all know Cher was there for him). And he had to continue living amongst the guy who drove his sister to her death, seeing him live his life freely, and just constantly feeling the guilt of not being able to protect her the way she was always trying to protect him.

He did shitty things, but seeing all that he went through, I can't help but defend him a little bit, because that kind of trauma can fuck up a person.

[scalacaelumxx]

If you're still taking writing requests, do you think you could write something romantic/slightly non-platonic between Hoder and Vidar? Also, do you have an ao3 account?

Full disclosure: This is my current favorite pairing. So, this ask also prompted a much longer fic that's currently clocking in at 3k words and still has another 1-2k words to go before its finished! But I wanted to post something in the meantime for this, so here you go!

And I do have an Ao3 account! It's right here (hopefully)

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The night was quiet and dark. The sun had been set for hours now; the only light illuminating the tall, weathered tower was the moon, almost full and picturesque in the sky. A vast expanse of seemingly endless stars dotted the skies around them. The abandoned island currently sat slightly less so, the two students who had snuck up the flights of stairs the first visitors in a long while. In the distance lights reflected and bounced off the water. A reminder that they were hardly far from home. But their backs faced that reminder, the pillar of a building in the center forgotten to them for the time being. For now, their eyes were on the dark horizon of the sea ahead of them. 

Leaving the main island wasn’t impossible. In fact, it could be fairly easy. If not easy, at least far from difficult. This island, in particular, still had a running gondola line. The windmills littering the island generated its energy without regards to the current lack of population, and the automatic systems to this one had yet to be disabled. The creaking of those windmills and the lapping of the ocean waves far, far down below were the only sounds that reached where they had settled, leaning against the walled railing. The only voices that spoke were their own in hushed and gentle whispers. Everything was quiet. The night, this place, was peaceful. Tonight, it was theirs.

Out here, they were away from the expectations that had been thrust onto their shoulders. They could just be…them. 

Vidar sighed as a cool, misty breeze swept over the platform, the stress of their day, teachings, and responsibilities easing off his shoulders as his tension left with the exhale. He could catch Hoder’s smile in the dim light as she stood beside him. On this abandoned island, he wasn’t Odin’s perfect student. And she wasn’t solely responsible for her little brother’s wellbeing. They were just two souls who had snuck out late at night and trusted each other enough to share moments like this. Moments where they didn’t have to be who other people needed them to be.

So when Hoder reached out her hand and took his, he didn’t hesitate to give it a firm and reassuring squeeze before gently tugging her closer. She accepted and rested her head against his shoulder, leaning into his warmth and relaxing as her eyes wandered back out to the ocean. The stars’ reflections bounced back off the steady waves, and she let her eyes close as she lost herself in comfortable silence and the sound of the night moving around her.

[ohits-starflower]

Oh my god Missa made a new art work and celebrated the babies 1 yr!! (Phil’s gonna fuckin loose it)

Oh! The horn is back….

Oh! Two little guys…

Oh…..

Oh….. 😭❤️‍🩹

[dirtytransmasc]

I know in my bones that Jon would have been a mama's boy, the biggest mama's boy actually, had Cat accepted him as her own. I just feel it deep within my soul, that boy would be attached to her at the hip, always holding her hand or leaning into her or latching onto her like a little leech (affectionate), and god forbid someone try and mess with her, oh lordy you better run. and honestly the other way around too, don't mess with Mama Cat or her kids.

had Catelyn accepted him as her son, the bond would be far too powerful, that's why they had to be put at such odds, it was for the world's sake, I just know it.

[cagesings]

 @heygutlcss​​​  /  riff  sent:  “  is…  is  it  mine?  ”

 it’s  a  suspicion  that’s  been  weighing  down  on  her  shoulders  for  the  past  .  .  .  it  seems  like  forever.  reasonably,  johanna  shouldn’t  started  worrying  about  it  for  longer  than  that;  ever  since  she  first  realized  that  that  time  of  the  month  hadn’t,  well,  started  when  it  was  supposed  to.  then  it  never  did  and  she  realized  this  is  a  possibility  now.  all  those  extra  times  asking  for  the  bathroom  pass  and  the  nausea  she  prayed  to  god  would  pass  quickly  clicked.  

 she  didn’t  know  how  riff  would  react.  it’s  less-than-ideal  circumstances.  johanna  always  expected  to  one  day  have  a  few  babies  of  her  own,  but  not  so  soon.  especially  not  while  she  isn’t  married  and  especially  with  the  judge  looming  over  her  shoulder.  if  he  found  out  she  even  had  reason  to  be  suspicious  .  .  .  the  thought  ties  her  stomach  in  knots.  once  he  found  out  about  riff,  he  would  kill  him.  how  dare  he  corrupt  his  ward.  johanna  should  have  told  riff  sooner.  he  is  her  boyfriend,  no  matter  how  silly  she  finds  that  term  to  be;  she  should  have  told  him  the  moment  she  starting  having  suspicions.  

 ❝  whose  else’s  would  it  be?  ❞  fingers  move  through  her  curls,  each  other  springing  back  up  as  if  she  hadn’t  tampered  with  it  at  all.  ❝  you’re  the  only  one  i’ve  ever  done  that  with.  ❞  johanna  glances  at  the  door  again.  telling  him  at  his  trailer  is  their  safest  option,  yet  she  still  worries  that  his  aunt  might  come  in  as  if  she  lives  here.  ❝  i  don’t  cheat.  especially  not  on  you.  ❞  for  a  second,  she  wonders  if  he  means  that  the  father  could  be  him.  part  of  her  can’t  blame  him.  riff  isn’t  blind  to  what  happens  with  the  judge,  as  much  as  she  tries  to  shelter  him  from  it.  but  he’s  never  tried  anything  as  far  as  that.  

 johanna  sighs,  wrapping  her  cardigan  firmer  around  herself.  ❝  i  don’t  know  for  certain  yet.  i  just  .  .  .  i  think  .  .  .  ❞  another  sigh.  ❝  i  don’t  know  what  else  it  could  be.  i’m  sick  all  the  time  and  i  don’t  know  if  you  noticed  that  i  didn’t  drag  you  to  that  aisle  at  all  last  months.  ❞  despite  everything  it  took  to  get  them  into  this  situation,  she  pales  at  the  mention  of  something  as  delicate  as  the  feminine  experience.  hands  move  to  cover  her  face.  didn’t  his  aunt  accuse  them  of  this  very  thing  only  a  few  months  ago?  

 ❝  there’s  those  tests  at  the  pharmacy.  to  see  if  you  are.  i  can’t  just  ask  my  guardian  to  take  me  to  the  doctor  to  see.  i,  um,  snuck  about  ten  dollars  so  i  could  get  one.  that’s  how  much  they  are.  i  checked.  ❞  johanna  uncovers  her  face,  looking  back  a  riff.  ❝  i  just  don’t  want  to  do  it  alone.  ❞

[lilidawnonthemoon]

It’s been a few days now since I’ve been whimpering

Where are you going?

I want to follow you right now

The moment we waited for, it’s all passed today

Tonight, I helplessly chased you

You’re out of reach and I miss you

Night, night, fly through the night sky

As time time for the moon night

I’ll meet you in my dreams 🌙🌟

[niriest]

honestly, if i werent so attached to sidlink i would not give a shit abt them right now, but i started shipping them basically half my life and i cant seem to let go of the ship 😓 also me shipping them at TEN YEARS OLD lead me to be super hyperfixated over them that my stomach starts to turn once i see them TOGETHER its so bad lol

At some point i did try to let go of the ship or force myself to stop shipping them bc of how many people criticizes sidlink, you can assume that my heart was always broken whenever i saw sidlink hate on twitter tl and tiktok fyp. this app is basically a safe place for me to freely like and interact with sidlink posts ☹️

[playithoran]