#severed connections

[xtrablak674]

Irreconcilable Differences

Nothing encapsulated the state of this relationship better than these two words. I am not sure I have any other words for my former womb-mates, point of clarity we are not triplets, we're each two years apart with me being the first in the second set of kids. Did you like how I did that?

I will be deliberately steering away from certain words in the description of these people, and that should say all that is necessary about whom they are, if they come up in conversation I generally use the word 'former'. That always tickles the children, 'children' is the broad term I use to describe their progeny, as you remember I lack any of my own.

This was taken around two-thousand two, I still have that sweater which I copped at Banana Republic, warm and cozy. We were on a road trip to Virginia I think, where one of them was currently living. Curiously our mom's roots are based in Virginia. This may be the reason the aforementioned was residing there. I met some relation I think, but have never interacted with them again. The only thing I could remember is that they owned hotels and had a lovely house, so to me it was nice to hear that not everyone on my moms side was total trash. Opps, that actually sounded like a strong feeling, we're trying to avoid those. #PleaseExcuseMe

The only other thing I have to say about this image is it was the only time one of them other than me sought to capture an image of all three of us together. Mary would be proud that I made an attempt, I mean I made continually attempts for at least a couple of years, every month traveling all the way up there to interact with their kids, but didn't have the wherewithal to attempt continued connections. On my own I couldn't repeatedly be exposed to a level of judgement, thinly veiled hostility towards who I am, and the very incorrect notion that I owed them something.

The last time we were together was at one of their weddings, at which one of them didn't even greet me, after I took all the time to travel the two hours outside of the city, looking flawless with my loc petals and I am given less respect than a piece of gum stuck on the bottom of their shoe.

Let the record show that I have not ever had any wedding of my own, but have attended both weddings for her other lineage, and at both I seemed to be a pariah of sorts irregardless of my best efforts to be warm and friendly to those who held less than a care for me. I had reached my limit, I tried for nearly a decade to repair the natural dissolution of our connection, but seemed to be doing that work by myself, attempting to honor what I know mommy would have wanted.

That was ten years ago I believe, I only know this because one of the kids had said something and I made a mental note, that I didn't realize so much time had passed. My peace had been maintained so continually, it was hard to be cognitive of all the spiritual energy those visits cost. I did the best that I could and all I could do was attempt to take care of my own mental health and well-being. This is the one thing you're left to when you have no descendants of your own, you have to be the one to make sure everything is good for you. As I have said previously, her Man O' Da House is doing alright, by my damned self.

[Photos by Brown Estate]

[unhingedmentalstate]

Together Forever

A bit of a different take for the antagonist? I don’t have a name for her just yet but will figure that out at a later date.

I also forgot to mention that Severed Connection was going to be kinda a visual novel? (As soon as I figure out more on the story and stuff and figure out how to even do a visual novel haha)

But I see a lot of male yanderes and not a like of female orianted ones? I see a few but they don’t exactly itch my brain they way the males do so I thought I would make my own?

We will see if I actually see the project through but enjoy some more readings

Just a warning that this one is more gorey? But also not really? I don’t write gore, really but tried it anyways ^u^

"I have waited-" She began, reaching out and grasping your hand. Her grip tight enough to hold them in place but not enough to cause any real harm.

"I have waited an eternity. Multiple lifetimes, I have waited for you to come back to me! For you to come find me, like you promised you would do forever ago! You can't just leave me again!" Desperate, she grasped your hand with both of hers.

Like you were her everything, their world and beyond.

"I WON'T let you just leave! I done what you have asked! I stopped eating, I stopped everything to make you happy! Why aren't you happy?!"

You didn't know how to tell them. To tell them that you didn't remember any life, any promises that involved her existence.

"I'm sorry…" Was all you could muster, pulling your hand away from her and taking a step back.

"No…no, no, no" Reaching up and grabbing handfuls of her hair, leaning forward and shaking her head.

"You're not doing this to me again!" She barked out, pouncing on you and forcing you onto the ground. Her hand aroud your throat. Her grip tight, enough to prevent any sound from you that wasn't wheezing. Desperately clawing at her arm to try and get them to let go.

"No! I have waited too long waiting on you to come to terms with what I am!" She screamed, her  eyes beginning to water. A hissing sound could be heard from her as they fell from her eyes and onto your skin.

It burned. Like it was eating away at your skin.

"I can't- NO! I won't let you do this to me again…I love you, I loved you enough to abandon everything, the very cosmos that I called home is nothing but dust now!" She sobbed, her grip tightening and her voice growing softer.

"But…you never loved me, did you…?" She whispered before her form shifting in the black mass that she was.

"You only wanted to stop what I was doing! Be some hero to a universe that doesn't give a damn about you a-and you rather forget than come to terms with what you did." As if coming up with some resolve, she let out a sigh. Shaking her head, she stepped away. Her tentacles coiling around your throat and lifted you into the air.

"I…I can't let you leave. Even if you never loved me…you will, eventually." She smiled.

A searing pain shot through your body, looking down to see her tentacles had shot through your body. Ripping open the cavity to expose the beating heart.

"I gave you your freedom…I have waited and starved myself to wait for you to come back to me…and you chose to forget. To try and leave…this is for the best." Reaching a clawed hand out and grasped around the heart and ripped it out of your body with ease.

"You'll still be alive…connected to me. We will finally be together and you won't understand…not now but you will, so…just trust me, my stardust…my light, my only strand of sanity." Opening her mouth and devoured the heart. Reaching out and catching your  limp body in her arms. Holding you close and sat on the ground.

"You’re body is just…a beautiful vessel but when your soul wakes up again, you will be apart of me…I love you, my world." She grinned, the last thing you see before your body dies in her arms.

[emacrow]

Alfred's day off came as he went for a visit that cause suspicious in the batfam.

Alfred was looking rather energetic and enthusiastic as he was fixing himself up in the mirror, cleaning any lint and dust on his casual clothes.

The batfam has been noticing he is getting more excited that he even made everyone's favorite lunch in record time as today was one of alfred rarest day off.

Tim on the other hand is thinking that alfred might be dating someone, because he saw alfred bring light blue letters that had a soft jasmine smell.

Bruce believes Tim finally lost his marble because when does alfred had the time to date around.?

Until Dick mentioned that even old people get lonely and tend to matchmake in the form of letters like the good old days..

Which right now the batfam and Bruce leading them are currently spying on Alfred far enough where they think he wouldn't noticed them stalk- observating him.

Alfred was picking up a couple of presents, one that had plants, another had old Techno theme, one with birds, a fire theme one and a space theme present that he loaded his car with along with a stuffie bear.

Steph thinks that he could be visiting relatives at that point..?

While Bruce was remaining quiet with a calculating glint in his eyes.

They follow alfred all the ways to the one of the barely remaining clean parks, where a another young man sat with a orange hair little girl in a light greenish blue dress, a sleeping baby girl in a bassinet on a picnic blanket with a purple clock theme pattern, as he watches 4 toddlers playing and squealing around a oddly colored puppy.

Two toddlers look like a bait-adoptable bait even if both has stripes of white in their hair and one had red eyes, one toddler had blonde hair with the tips being black with purple eyes and a lightest greenish skin tone, and the remaining toddler was Egyptian African American looking with how he playing with a odd toy phone that look Egyptian theme before being dragged along to play by the green dog snatching his toy phone.

Alfred brought the presents along sitting down with the now seemingly much older man..

Jason seemed to noticed that nobody else is noticing that that guy holding the clock like staff is literally shifting from young, to adolescent, to young adult, and elderly man beside himself when he voiced his concerns.

They weren't close enough to hear what the two were saying, but the little girl with the orange hair was speaking mostly before looking up with tearful green teal eyes at alfred who went to comfort the girl.

[zombie-bait]

"old man yaoi" has become one of my new favourite phrases which is unfortunate because it is inappropriate in roughly 99% of real world scenarios

[egophiliac]

Hi it's just to let you know that the official romanization of Revaan's name is Raverne ! Also they have romanized Baul's name to Baur !

Twst coming back at us again with the least expected romanization! thank you everybody (oh god my inbox) (no it's great, I literally asked for this and the reactions have been INCREDIBLE, thank you all!)

I do like Raverne though, I think it's got a nice fancy sound to it! (I had kinda suspected it was going to be an R instead of an L, so the fact that it's SO close to Laverne except for that is hilarious to me personally.) and Dragoneye Duke is honestly probably the best translation for his title, I wasn't envying the localizers that one. :') Baur instead of Baul I was NOT expecting, but in retrospect I think his name's supposed to be a reference to the Bauru crocodile, so that actually makes way more sense!

someone else also said Meleanor has become Maleanor, which is the REALLY weird one to me, because I was so surprised it was written as Mel instead of Mal in the first place?! oh god no I can't decide which one I like better. 😭 (I wonder if they might change it to Mal...they have made romanization changes before) (like I remember House of Distraction being corrected to House of Destruction in Playful Land) (I did check and she's still Mel for now, but I dunno, they might Mal her up and some point and save me from having to make a decision about which one to use) (HECK I CAN'T DECIDE)

uhhhh thank you for letting me ramble about anime names, let's just say MONOGRAMMED SWEATERS FOR EVERYONE

[sporeclan]

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This one goes out to all the Finchpaw fans out there

[lavellane]

so i think solas's lyrium dagger is the same "blade that would end the war" from merrill's fen'harel story in da2 btw

and sam winchester voice get this. we know the dagger was extracted from da2's red lyrium idol right. and likely purified during the ritual discussed in tevinter nights. which is interesting because "a glowing blue blade that has the capacity to resist or possibly even cure the blight"?? sounded incredibly familiar to me :) so with that i would like to also point out the similarities btwn solas's dagger and the sword maric theirin found in the deep roads from david gaider's 2009 tie-in novel the calling. lol

also worth noting that he and fiona banged shortly after he found this sword, and later, after the birth of alistair, she found out she had been effectively cured of the taint and had somehow reversed the calling. the only grey warden ever recorded to have done so.

[reinvent-and-believe]

[puppetmaster13u]

Meme Prompt 2

Thinkin of feral halfa Jason again. No surprise there.

[ricky-mortis]

Curtwen Week Day 6: Happy Ending

[nobleriver]

I know what they do.

[unhingedmentalstate]

Severed Connections

Just a little story for something I’m working on. Going to be posting a lot of stories like it and it may or may not be canon for it?

I don’t know but it also gives me a chance to get back into writing as well ^^ so most of it will kind suck but gotta post something eventually :D and Severed Connections is what it will be called but may change the title a later date.

It's titled 'I'm sorry'

"Will killing me make you feel better?" Her voice quiet, unwavering while looking up at you. Her body ached from the vast time she had gone without. Without the very thing she needed to survive, all because it was what you had wanted a forever or two ago.

You stood over her, the knife glinting in the moonlight. The only thing that could kill a being such as herself.

Your mind raced, trying to peace together what to say to her in this moment.

Which you would hope would be the last you two will share.

She was a monster.

You couldn't fool yourself into believing anything else about it.

"I don't hate you…I could never…ever bring myself to hate you." She spoke up again, giving you a calm smile, her gaze never leaving your own.

"You…don't love me…maybe you never did." Her eyes grew wet as they began to  fill with tears or, at least, her species equivalent to tears.

"But  I don't care, I have loved you. I have loved the very essence of your soul. Accepted you for everything that you were to be and what you could become…the unknown of your soul intrigued me." Reaching out to you before clenching her hand into a loose fist. Letting it fall back to her side.

"So I gave you your freedom…done what you promised and you stopped devouring souls, the very worlds they inhabit. Made me abandon all that made me a God…and I done it all without hesitation, all to make you happy."

Her words felt like a dagger to the heart, much like the one you had grasped in your hand.

The monster's words were beginning to sway you.

No. You couldn't. You knew what she was. What she could do.

It was just a ploy to get you to spare her! That's all it was!

"Stop…stop! You're a monster! Monsters can't feel anything but hunger and rage! So shut up and stop talking to me as if you know what love is!" You barked at her, slamming it done.

Burying the knife in her chest, clinching your eyes shut, expecting her retaliate. To rip you to shreds and devour your soul like she had done to others before.

Feeling something wrap aroud you, you prepared yourself for the worse. Tensing as the grip tightened and you were pulled towards her.

Nothing…nothing happened. No pain, no sounds of popping bones or ripping flesh.

Opening your eyes, the monster was staring at you. With the same lovelorn gaze she had given you countless times before.

"I know…you think of me as a simple monster….anything to make this easier for you…" She spoke, her voice shaking as the inky blackness that made her body started to fizzle and dissipate.

"I'm sorry…I couldn't get you to believe that I loved you. That, despite my best efforts, get you to think you were worth of love and even though I'll be gone. Just know that I still love you and wish you only the best the cosmos can give you." She whispered, bringing your head close.

Flinching away, afraid she would bite your head clean off but was met with a small but bitter laugh.

"Even in my dying state. The knife and the pain of disappearing…nothing hurts me more than you thinking I would hurt you…"

Feeling a gentle kiss on the top of your head. You opened your eyes but saw nothing.

The knife laying on the grass and the monster's body was gone. The creature that had been tormenting your very existence…she was gone.

She was gone and will never come back…

So why didn't you feel at peace.

"I'm sorry."

[filurig]

– this whole - the dancing, singing, pole...raising. it is all rather ridiculous... 'midsummer'. i fail to... see the point of this human... invention. for once.

arvo's words were slurred, uneven - as if merely letting them past his lips was a great effort... this was, no doubt, influenced by the drink in his hand, resting on his stomach. folke, who had, in fact, brewed the alcohol that they were drinking, giggled - not exactly sober himself.

– i'm... the only human here, arvo. remember...

– no kraksi, or crakam, in sartrill, raises a huge, leafy pole for long summer days, that much i know.

– okay, haha - the pole thing... the pole thing is entirely human, probably. but... gullmar - tomtar, celebrate 'solvarvir' around the same time... trolls celebrate, uh... oh, curses, i'll butcher it... 'rawr - owa'... rawrr - oh wra? rawr... haha!

arvo opened one of his eyes slowly, fighting against some kind of weight that has, somehow, been set upon them - in order to look at the human beside him, still struggling to pronounce the foreign word correctly. a corner of the basilisk's lips twitched upwards.

– hm. nevermind what i said. there is a certain element of entertainment present, i suppose...

[amazingdeadfish]

I can't believe everyone is freaking out over season 5 while I'm stuck here rotting over my LMK x Kirby AU.

[dykecubes]

Tazercraft mental link but make it a lil bit weird, they’ll have a conversation mostly in their heads but partially out loud which from an outside perspective is just fragments of words and half sentences, they go dead silent for hours at a time only for them to suddenly start shouting out loud, very clearly mid-argument, Pac says something but it comes out of Mike’s mouth, Mike starts speaking with his mouth and finishes speaking with Pac’s, sometimes their thoughts become so tangled that they’re unsure who a thought belongs to so they both express it at the same time like horror movie twins, do you see my vision

[sovamurka]

Um, so somehow we ended up with "Ma Meilleure Ennemie" getting so many views that for now its only competitor in this regard is "To Ashes and Blood".