#sobbing and crying i love this guy so much

[eunoia-writes]

The other side of the door • ArthurTV

Summary - After a fight and a misunderstanding, Arthur’s heartfelt gesture forces Y/N to confront her feelings, leading to a pivotal moment in their relationship.

"I’m sorry. I didn’t think it was a big deal. I told him I didn’t feel the same," Y/N said, her voice low and careful. She and Arthur were standing in the middle of Isaac’s birthday party, trying to avoid making a scene.

"Not a big deal?" Arthur’s voice rose, barely contained. "A guy confesses his love for you—my girlfriend—and it’s not a big deal?"

His words only made Y/N more frustrated. She clenched her jaw, trying to stay calm. She didn’t want this argument, especially not here. "Arthur, I’m sorry. I should’ve told you," she said softly, but it didn’t stop him.

Arthur continued, his voice louder now. "It’s a big deal, Y/N. How could you not think this was important enough to tell me?"

Y/N’s patience snapped. "What is it, Arthur? You think I’m keeping my options open?" she shot back, her voice sharp. And he said nothing.

"Fuck you!" she spat, storming out of the house. Arthur called after her, his tone suddenly desperate, pleading for her to stay. But she didn’t turn back. By the time he realized he had gone too far, she was already gone.

That night, Y/N ignored the endless stream of texts and calls from Arthur. Apologies filled her screen, his words tumbling over themselves. I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have yelled. The texts kept coming until they suddenly stopped.

The silence might have worried her if she wasn’t still so furious. The next morning, she woke up to a single message.

Not from Arthur. From Nicole, his ex.

A photo. Arthur and Nicole in bed together.

Y/N stared at the image, her chest tightening. Hurt. Rage. Betrayal. She didn’t know which emotion to lean into, but she knew one thing: she needed answers.

Her roommate drove her to Arthur’s place under the impression Y/N was just collecting her things. She had no idea Y/N was about to unleash hell.

"Arthur!" Y/N stormed into his flat, her voice echoing through the space. Isaac appeared in the doorway, raising an eyebrow.

"Chill with the yelling. Prince Charming’s on the couch, regretting every drop of tequila," he said nonchalantly. Y/N didn’t respond. She headed straight for the living room.

Arthur sat slumped on the couch, his head in his hands. He looked up, bleary-eyed, as Y/N marched in. "Y/N, I’m sorry about last night—"

"I don’t care about that!" she cut him off, shoving her phone in his face. "What the fuck is this?"

Arthur’s face turned pale, his mouth opening slightly before he finally managed to speak. "That’s not what it looks like," he said, standing up.

Y/N took a step back, shaking her head. "So, one argument, and you run back to her?" Her voice cracked despite her best efforts to stay composed. Tears welled in her eyes. "Was this what you wanted all along?"

"No, Y/N. Please, listen to me," Arthur pleaded, stepping closer. "Nothing happened. I drank too much, passed out in the spare room. I didn’t even know she was there until I woke up."

"I don’t believe you," Y/N whispered, her voice trembling. She turned on her heel, tears streaming down her face. "Isaac, will you drive me home?"

Isaac hesitated, glancing at Arthur, whose silent plea was clear. Still, Isaac nodded. "I’ll take her."

Arthur stepped forward. "No, I’ll drive her."

Y/N didn’t have the energy to argue. She climbed into the passenger seat, staring out the window in silence as Arthur tried, and failed, to explain himself. When they pulled up to her house, the weight of everything hit her all at once. She burst into tears.

"Y/N," Arthur said softly, reaching out to her.

"Just leave," she choked out. Her voice was firm, even through her sobs.

Arthur got out of the car, walked around to her side, and opened the door. Instead of walking away, Y/N fell into his arms, crying harder than she had in years. Arthur held her tightly, lifting her off the ground and carrying her up the stairs to her door.

For a moment, they stood there in silence. Then Y/N finally whispered, "Leave."

Arthur’s heart broke, but he nodded. "Okay," he said quietly. He wiped his own tears and walked away, giving her the space she needed.

Hours later, Y/N was lying in bed, her pillow soaked with tears, when a soft tapping sound broke through her haze. She ignored it at first, but when it continued, she dragged herself to the window.

There he was. Arthur. Standing in the pouring rain, holding her favorite flowers in one hand and a pebble in the other.

"What are you doing?" she called out, her voice thick with emotion.

Arthur didn’t hesitate. "I’m in love with you, Y/N!" he shouted over the rain. "And nothing—nothing—is going to change that. I didn’t do anything with Nicole. I swear. I’d never hurt you like that."

Y/N’s resolve wavered. She shook her head, tears threatening to spill again. "There’s nothing you can say to make this right, Arthur," she said, but they both knew she didn’t mean it.

Arthur’s voice softened. "If you really mean that, come down here and tell me to leave. Say it to my face, and I’ll go. I promise."

Her heart pounded as she stepped back from the window. She slipped on her shoes and walked outside, the rain soaking through her clothes in seconds. Arthur stood there, drenched, his eyes locked on her.

"Tell me to go," he said, his voice trembling. "And I will."

Y/N stared at him, her lips trembling. "Arthur..." she began, but the words she meant to say wouldn’t come out. Instead, she surged forward, capturing his lips in a desperate, rain-soaked kiss.

Arthur wrapped his arms around her, pulling her as close as he could. "I love you," she whispered against his lips.

"I love you, too," he murmured, holding her tighter, knowing she was his again.

[thatgirlwithasquid]

ooo okay this looks fun (and i am procrastinating like a bitch rn so...)

Hm, I'm not sure. Maybe The Naming of Hobbits by @andhumanslovedstories? It was one of the first fics I read when I got into using AO3 and I remember it giving me a good giggle. I really should go back and reread it. It must've been years since I've read it by now... And yet I still think of it fondly as 'that funny The Hobbit fic' so it clearly left a very good impression :)

So many. So many make me cry. I've reread Time Falls Away by @not-close-to-straight like three times I think? And each time the line 'I don't know this part of the story' has me UGLY SOBBING. Love it. Absolutely an amazing read. I still haven't worked my way up to the third fic in the series cause the emotions are still too strong rn, but I am very excited for whenever I finally do! I also gotta mention All Is Fair In Love by @stranger-awakening cause OH MY GOD nothing has ever hurt me like this fic hurt me. The pain. It just kept getting worse. It was so good but I needed frequent breaks when reading cause the emotions were So Much. I'm also just realising I never kudosed that fic and OMG I AM SO SORRY. I was too caught up in the throes of agony, I apologise!!

My comfort fic is definitely Petey and Wade discuss the proper way to go about vigilantism (and maybe they fall in love too) by @isadancurtisproduction. I have read that fic at least once a year since I first came across it. I love it so much, it's insane. It may even be my all time favourite fanfic

I am gonna have to say Rapture by mia_ugly on AO3. I read it out of morbid curiosity and I have not been the same since. This is the fic that introduced me to this type of time travel fics, where the time travel muddies the relationships and makes everything angsty and confusing and secretive. It is my FAVOURITE kind of angst and I have read multiple other fics with the same trope since. I adore them <3

Oh, 100% @sheena-is-a-punk-rocker. Since I read all your quinnflag fics and loved them so much I started on my own quinnflag wip. Started off thinking 'how would they have gotten together before The Suicide Squad?' like they are in your The Suicide Squad but Rick and Harley are already dating series (which is such a fun read and deserves all the love!!) and my wip has become its own thing from there :)

Lol I'm not the best authority for this since I do not read much fic for either of my main fandoms (sorry Stranger Things and The World of Mr Plant!) but I definitely think @kittyphoenix12-xx's work deserves so much more love. I need to read more of your fics, babes, cause the ones I have read are SO good. I TREASURE that cunningway fic you gifted to me, and getting to beta a couple of your works was such an honour. I especially loved the stars look down and know, cause it's so so sweet!!!

Good question... Commenting, I guess. That's the obvious answer. And I really need to work on it myself (and I'm trying!!) but we could always do with more commenting. Authors love seeing it so we need to do our part more (which is why I'm tagging the authors in this despite being a bit nervous about that lol, cause you guys deserve hearing how wonderful I think your fics are :) )

I really don't know. I don't like telling people not to do things cause I think that's just rude. Fanfic is for fun, and if you like doing something that someone else thinks there's too much of then fuck them! Have fun with it cause that's all that matters. I see people complaining about certain things from time to time and just think 'well... you could just... not?' Maybe that's what I wish there was less of in fandom: people feeling the need to make a fuss when they don't like something, cause most of the time when I see it it's over the most non-problem things.

Alternative Fic Recs

Fic recs are a great way to introduce people to stories you love. But instead of a list, you could try this format instead? I've tried it before and I really liked it, as it made me think about the fics I've read differently.

This isn't a tag game or an ask game. You can copy, repost, reblog, share and edit this at will if you're looking to do a fic rec :)

The fic that's made you laugh the most?

What's a fic that makes you cry?

Your fave comfort, silly fic?

The fic that made you try a genre or a trope you wouldn't normally read.

An author that's inspired your own fic writing (if you're an author), or your TBR list (if you're a reader).

Your fave "underdog" fics/authors in your fandom(s). Those that you feel are underappreciated and deserve some love.

What's one thing you wish writers/readers/the fandom did more of when it comes to fanfiction?

What's one thing you wish writers/readers/the fandom did less of when it comes to fanfiction?

[ikyoudreamofme]

ACCIDENT PT2-MS

A/N: @shadowthesim asked for part 2 two here it is✌🏼 go read part one. Sorry about this one guys.

C/W:hospitals,ICU,mention of surgery.

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Chris and Nick walk into the room with a bag dropping it beside Matts bed getting out Mr wrinkleton and handing it to him. You sit asleep your head leaning against Matts waist. “how you feeling Matt?” Chris whispers Matt shakes his head. “head hurts a bit.” Nick offers to ask for more medicine but Matt denys his request.

Matts eyes close and his body goes limp loud beeping wakes you up. You look straight up at Matt then to Chris and Nick a confused look plastering your faces. “Matt.” Nick says. No reply. The beeping speeds up as doctors and nurses rush into the room. “You need to leave.” A doctor shouts, a nurse placing her hands on your shoulders guiding you out the room. “What’s going on?” You shout tears now streaming your face. You watch through the glass window as doctors shine flashlights in his eyes and injecting more medicine into his IV. “y/n..” nick whispers “no” your voice cracks, you look at Nick his worried expression mirroring yours.

“He has an Intracranial Hemorrhage he needs surgery immediately!” A doctor shouts pushing his bed out the room. “Matt.” You shout walking towards his bed. Chris grabs your arm pulling you back. “Chris stop,” you sob. Him and Nick take you away from the commotion. “He’s gonna be okay y/n.” Nick tells you hugging you as you cry into his chest. Chris joins the hug, hugging you both. “We’re all scared but Matt will push through.” Chris whispers.

After hours of waiting a doctor in blue scrubs walks out. “Matt Sturniolo?” You all stand up abruptly. “yes” Nick says. You fiddle with your hands taking deep breaths. “He’s out of surgery and in the ICU only two people are aloud in at a time but you can visit whenever I’ll show you the way.” She says walking away as you three follow. You let Chris and Nick go in first sitting on a chair outside the room bouncing your leg up and down. You drop your head into your hands.

After Chris and Nick leave they let you go in. “Hey Matt.” You know he can’t hear you but you don’t care. “I’m so scared, I know you’re alive and you made it but I can’t help but be terrified. Please wake up Matt, I can’t do it without you,I need you to wake up for me, and for Chris and Nick.” You cry covering your face with your hands wiping the tears that stream down your face. “I love you so much,more than words could describe so please wake up.”

You sit in silence for the next 10 minutes taking sharp breaths in every now and then your eyes red and puffy from crying. You stand up walking beside his bed holding onto his hand. You lightly kiss his lips closing your eyes for a second before opening them again seeing Matts light blue eyes looking at you weakly. You gasp pulling your head back your eyes wide. “Matt omg you’re awake” you smile kissing him again this time kisses back softly. You press the call button and a doctor comes in. “he’s awake!” You say with excitement. The doctor smiles at you checking his reflexes. Chris and Nick come in big smile across their faces. “hi..” Matt groans Chris and Nick walk over to Matt hugging him gently.

A week later

Matt got discharged from hospital and is to come back for a check up in a few days. You make it the triplets house you and Nick helping Matt up the stairs as Chris gets his things from the car. You lay him down on the couch getting him a blanket and some water. You sit down on the couch resting Matts head in your lap putting on his favourite show. “y/n?” Matts whispers. you hum looking down at him “thank you I love you so much.” He talks. You smile kissing him “I love you too.”

[theaceofarrows]

Imagine for a moment that instead of taking them back to when their parents were in high school. The pocket watch took Red and Chloe back to the day Bridget lost the rest of her family.

And listening to the screams and devastation...Red has a moment of thinking ...oh heck...this is it....THIS what pushed my mother over the edge to be 'heartless'...It wasn't JUST the prank, it was LOSING HER HEART, as she lost the REST of our family....

I know I say this a lot, but I can't imagine all the emotions that Red would be going through in that moment when she sees that.

Red is the type of person who jumps straight in when she needs to defend someone (like she did for young Bridget when the VKs showed up in Life Is Sweeter), but it wouldn't be surprising if she froze before she could do much. It wouldn't be a stretch if Red thought the watch had messed something up and was somehow making her see things because what she's seeing can't be real, can it?

Her father is the dead King of Hearts who was whispered to have been killed by her mother. The dead King of Hearts, whose name she doesn't even know because it's outlawed from being spoken and is a crime punishable by death. That can't be her father, can it?

She is an only child. She doesn't and has never had brothers or sisters. Her mother is tight-lipped about the time before Red was born, yes, but surely, she would have mentioned if she had other children before Red that she so clearly loved. Wouldn't she?

I have no doubt that after a few moments of the initial shock wearing off that Red WOULD run at the guards to stop them, but by then, despite Red kicking, punching, and tackling as many guards as she can, even with Chloe using her sword to help, they're two teenagers against dozens of trained men, it's too late.

The man that's apparently Red's father has been knocked unconscious, surrounded by the bodies of men he's killed or injured. Her young siblings kick and scream and cry for their parents, as they're being carried away, but no matter how hard they try, they can't win against grown men. All of this happens while her mother is being held back by multiple guards, screaming, demanding, and pleading for them to release her family. It's no use.

When Auradon's guards have left with her family and Red sees her mom on her knees, sobbing, and absolutely broken, for the first time, Red understands the grief that's followed her mother for sixteen years.

Chloe is having so much conflict. She's spent her whole life knowing exactly who the good guys are and who the bad guys are. So now why does she feel sick to her stomach after witnessing what Auradon, the good guys just did to the bad guys? After witnessing something that her parents supported?

And all of this is within just the first hour. Overall, this would be so much heavier for both Red and Chloe than just ending up at Merlin Academy.

Sorry if this doesn't make sense with the way I worded it. My wording keeps coming off like a pov, and that KoH part was 100% just my headcanon. I once again got carried away.

Thank you so much for the ask! I definitely had a lot of thoughts on this.

[poppitron360]

Lost Trio Week- Day 7: “Cozy”

@lost-trio-week

“Jason?! Leo?! Jason!!”

The choked cry woke Jason up. He heard broken gasps, and saw, in the low light of the streetlamps seeping in from underneath the curtains, the outline of a figure sat up, hugging themselves and shaking.

He heard movement. “It’s okay, Piper!” Leo’s voice reassured, from the other side of her. They’d made a den of pillows and blankets and were all curled up together on the floor.

“We’re here. We’re okay,” Jason soothed, pulling her into a hug. She was shivering and whimpering.

“Lights!” Leo called. The room suddenly brightened, and Jason saw Piper’s tear-stained face and shocked expression.

“I.. I s-… s-saw…” She gulped.

Leo curled in closer to her, shifting to pull his blanket over the three of them.

“I know,” Jason said, “I know. But we’re safe. We’re here.”

“We’re fine, Piper, see?” Leo held out his wrist, demonstrating by pressing two fingers against the veins. He then held his hand out for Piper to try. She reached out with trembling fingers, and tentatively grabbed his wrist.

“See? Not dead,” Leo assured her, “Very much alive. Feel that pulse? Still kickin’!”

Piper let out a strangled sob at the feel of Leo’s skin under the touch of her fingers. Jason offered his own arm, and she felt his pulse too.

“It’s okay, Piper,” Jason reminded her, “We’re all safe.”

Leo turned away from them, stretching out across the pillow fort to grab the Pringles. He unpopped the lid, reached into the tube, and started munching. “Sleepo’er w’s’a great i’ea,” He said, his mouth full of potato chips.

“I’m glad you guys are here,” Piper said, her voice more stable, yet still shaky, “I really am.”

Jason looked around at them, “Well I dunno about you guys, but I don’t think I can get back to sleep.”

Leo rubbed his hands together, “Right! I believe we were in the middle of a very important Tinker Bell movie marathon?”

“You really do love those movies, don’t you?” Piper asked.

Leo looked offended, “Hey! It’s an impeccably well-written franchise teaching the whole family about personal growth and the power of friendship!”

Jason pushed him, playfully, “You’re such a macho man, Valdez.”

“Also, as a fellow tinker, I feel represented, okay? Let my girl have her moment!”

Piper groaned, and switched on the TV.

“Hell, yeah!” Leo yelled.

Jason drew his blanket in closer to the two of them, and rested his head on Piper’s shoulder.

“I’m so thankful I have you guys,” Piper whispered.

“Awww, we love you too, beauty queen,” Leo said.

“Yeah,” Jason agreed, “I can’t think how hard it must’ve been for you to watch us both die like that.”

“I mean, the dying itself was pretty hard too,” Leo reminded him.

“You’re right,” Piper said, “I shouldn’t be complaining when you both-“

“Hey. No. That’s not what I meant,” Leo interjected, “We’ve all seen some shit. We are all very fortunate to still be here and be able to cozy up with a movie. Not many demigods get to do that. Now shh- we’re about to meet Periwinkle.”

The three of them turned their attention back to the screen, and Jason was grateful, not for the first time, that he’d finally found his trio.

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Aaaand that is a wrap on Lost Trio Week!! What a fic to end on. Short but sweet. I can’t wait to see what y’all think of these once I come back off hiatus, although, I have a feeling you haven’t heard the last of me yet… ;)

@euryvices-deactivated20241019 @deciduowl @lavenderfairiez @ottpopfic @ginnyluna @groverapologist @echo-stimmingrose @demigod-shenanigans @keefessketchbook @sleepyycapybara @123letsgobestie @kaleidoskuls @fairytalesociology @four-leafed-queer-gal @child-of-helios @green-tea217 @puzzled-pegasus @twomanyfandomshelp @lokiwiiiiiii @yoshuko-ew @frayna-of-the-hollow @via-rant @daonedaonlyskh @hadeslegacyhephgirl @siimplyapril @pjowasmy1stfandom @thetourturedwritersclub @m-for-now

[spearxwind]

Happy 10th birthday to Cercerion!

OUGHHH UR RIGHT CERCIE IS 10 YEARS OLD NOW !!!!!!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABY BOY BELOVEDEST DID NOTHING WRONG EVER IN HIS WHOLE LIFE !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[beyondplusultra]

It's like I blinked and "Haha I'm going to kill myself" became a funny joke to make again, or an alright thing to say ironically. You guys stop that. You'll feel better for not saying it, I promise.

[kisasan]

[kindaasrikal]

As much as i like writing the tempest duo (Garmadon and Morro) as two menaces to society filled with sarcasm,

(TW: mentions of death, large insecurities in ones self worth)

I also like to imagine Morro sobbing desperately as he finally breaks down after accepting he no longer has to try, wailing as he tries to contain it when he screams “Everyone lied to me.” As he stares up at a blank faced Garmadon.

I imagine him screeching from everything crashing down again, because he has been a teenager for far too long, that “they filled me with hope, Garmadon. Hope they shouldn’t give to someone who is hopeless.”

And as he keeps screeching in sorrow, from the snap that was long coming (and has not and will not be the last time), as he punches the immovable chest in front of him, as he yells and yells about how he just wanted to be worth it, about how he was told he could be someone important, when he was never important. About how he wishes he had simply died on the streets so he wouldn’t be plagued by the guilt and horrors he had faced and caused,

He feels arms tightly wrap around him as they trap him against the immovable chest, and he struggles and yells at the other, insults tumbling out.

And as Garmadon wraps his arms securely around the boy who had no one secure in his life, he refuses to let this damn teenager fall into the same despair of loneliness and misunderstanding as he did.

At one point, Garmadon used to ignore Morro’s ‘tantrums’. It took him time to truly listen, and understand the boy in front of him was nothing like Wu, and completely and utterly like Garmadon.

(Like how his own son was so much like Wu)

It terrified the man, knowing the cycle had continued. Wu and Garmadon, Lloyd and Morro. He can’t let go of Morro because then he would be letting go of the little oni and dragon hybrid destined for evil yet so tiny and innocent.

He won’t ever let go of Morro because he sees a little brown haired boy who fell down a path they never wished for, and he will never let go of that boy.

He will never let go of Morro, like how Wu never let go of Lloyd.

And as the teenager who has been so young for so long loses the fight against the immovable arms, the once four armed oni feels tears drench his shirt as sobs echo across the field.

Morro will never be a good person. He will never run away from his past.

But he doesn’t have to do it alone, and it would be too much effort to get rid of someone who gets it even better than he does.

Garmadon will never let go. He won’t ever let go of someone he loves (?) again when he can save them.

[moonchild-in-blue]

Missing Limbs - Vessel intro

[vampmoneys]

Don’t mind me, still thinking about disenchanted

[darkxsoulzyx]

ELECTRIC BOOGALOO SUN AND MOON SHOW TIME HEHE

SPOILERS BELOWWW

Last image is just some goofy doodles because I brainrot about these goofy clowns hehehwhw

SCARED TO CONTINUE BUT EXCITED TO SEE MORE, HERE WE GOOOOOOOOOO

[blueautumngrave]

WHAT THE FUCK DID AUSTEN DO TO FUCKING GET HOMESICK AT SPACE CAMP AND ITS NO A SIDE EFFECT OF THE COCAINE LIKE IM HAPPY FOR YALL BUT WHAT THE FUCK MAN

[moeblob]

My boys! (Mr. Svarog I really adore you but idk how to draw robots I'm so sorry)

Trailblazer like "look at this guy! he's half a unit!" and Dan Heng just unimpressed with that being enough to add to the count.

[revvywevvy]

heehee heres the other drawing <3 i think it looks great considering this was my first time properly drawing something this detailed in a while

[perilegs]

my sweet little baby man is no longer with us