#warning: heartbreak

[izhunny]

⛔💔

[platoapproved]

— And he hadn't told me. — I did, once. He didn't hear it.

[mizgnomer]

Face to Face - Crowley and Aziraphale in Good Omens

[ghost-bxrd]

…whoever first told me to watch Jujutsu Kaisen, I’m coming for you…

[glittergroovy]

[kati-corn]

This line hits pretty hard after season 7...

Like way too hard...

[hualian]

tgcf spoilers but the donghua team including this was really such a punch in the gut, especially knowing the full backstory to the second image - it made today's episode even more painful (literally within the first 6 minutes !!! they knew what they were doing) these small nuggets of future spoilers make the episodes even more interesting but DAMN I was NOT ready for this one

[poemsonmars]

i would like to say

that i've forgiven you,

that i've moved on and

i don't even think about you,

but i try not to lie in my poems,

so i will be as honest as i can.

the truth is i am still

mad at you for leaving.

the truth is i don't even care

because i miss you so much,

it still feels like

a piece of me is missing.

yes, even after all these years.

please come back.

how is that for grief?

i am here, begging as usual.

i never really move on from here.

please come back.

i still remember your favorite color

and your favorite bands

and what your hugs feel like.

i remember how you used to

hide bouncy balls for me to find

with little clues,

like a treasure hunt,

because you knew i collected them

and they made me happy.

i remember when we used to

make each other happy.

please come back.

i miss you more than

i am angry with you.

i still listen to

your favorite songs.

i kept all of the bouncy balls.

-mars

[haleyincarnate]

In any burning building there are at least two exits but when everything's red how are you supposed to read the signs?

Caitlin Conlon, The Surrender Theory; "Belated Questions"

[lady-of-blossoms]

Tw: ed and trichrillomania

Sorry for not posting. I’ve been going through some stuff recently, so I haven’t been able to post. I’ve been going to therapy for trichtillomania which started in 2023. I have also been going to therapy for bullemia. I don’t want pity, I just wanna apologise for not posting. Guys imma be honest this has made my chest feel weighed down but I’m not continuing the my love all mine series, I will also be deleting the 6th chapter of WOH, I might continue WOH some time later. Have a nice day! Sorry for putting unrelated tags, I just want to make sure people know that I’m not continuing. Love you lovelies🩷🩷🩷

Tags I will warn 😭: @labelt-san @sukunaspillow @qashmer

[limeekak]

There are no lights (1/2)

(...) And then it hit him. Suddenly everything started to make sense in his head. All the times they'd been together, all the times he'd felt his heartbeat speed up a little when he arrived, always wanting to be close, maintaining physical contact, the times he'd caught Corvus staring at him in silence... everything, everything was making sense. He sat upright, feeling panic take over his body.

Soren begins to realize his feelings for Corvus and several things happen that leave him completely lost, thinking he was trapped in the dark forever.

fortunately, there was still light beside him.

NOTES: Before reading, please check the tags, it may be important!!

[glittergroovy]

[seiya-starsniper]

(angst prompts) ❛ i’m sorry, have we met? ❜

TJ I HOPE YOU'RE READY FOR THIS. I decided to continue the prompt from @valeriianz [Part 1 Here] to make it more angsty. But also kind of hopeful? Maybe???????

cw: major character death, memory loss

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“Will you give me a sweet dream before I go, old friend?” Hob asks.

Dream’s eyes widen, and he is sure the shock in them must be clear, because Hob startles a laugh.

“Yeah,” Hob coughs, and new blood spurts forth from his lips. “Been here long enough to figure out who you were. Why they wanted,” he hacks again, “you or your sister. I was never going to give you up.”

“I know,” Dream says. “But you must not - “

“I’ve lived a good life,” Hob interrupts him. “But I think it’s time. I’m just happy it was you who came for me, Dream of the Endless.”

“No,” Dream replies, voice trembling. “For you, you may simply call me Dream.”

“Dream,” Hob sighs, awash with a new wave of contentment. “I like that. Lovely name.”

“Thank you, my friend,” Dream says, before he steels himself for what he must do.

“I will give you the sweetest of dreams,” Dream says, trying and failing miserably to keep his voice steady. “Once you are there, you may call upon my sister, and…she will give you her gift.” 

“Sounds,” Hob stutters, “sounds good to me.”

It is little effort for Dream to call forth his sand and place Hob into a deep sleep. In the Dream, he recreates what might have been, in 1989, were Hob not captured, and Dream were a better friend. 

It is not long before he feels the presence of his sister.

“Dream,” Death says, her tone soft and kind. “You must let him go now.”

Dream clutches Hob’s body even tighter. 

“Please sister,” Dream pleads. “Do not take him from me yet.”

“You know that is not my choice to make,” Death replies. “It is his time, and he has made his choice.”

“Will you tell me what his choice it is?”

Death smiles sadly. “You know I cannot.”

—

Hob is running through a field of poppies, his beloved dog at his side. He has been running for some time, he thinks, and yet he is neither tired nor hungry. 

He stops when he feels himself being watched, and when he looks over his shoulder, his dog has padded over to a pale man dressed all in back. 

“Hello,” the man says, first to the dog, and then to Hob himself. 

“Hello!” Hob greets the stranger enthusiastically. “I - I’m sorry, have we met before? You look awfully familiar.”

“No,” the man answers, and Hob thinks he sounds a bit sad about that. Something lurches in Hob’s chest, and he thinks he should rectify the man’s sadness immediately.

“Well, you seem like a kind person, so I’d like to get to know you, if that’s all right,” Hob says, offering his hand out.

The man nods, and grasps Hob’s outstretched hand firmly.

“I am Dream,” the stranger says. “I am lord of all that inhabits the Dreaming. You…you passed in your sleep, Hob Gadling.”

 “You were offered a place to stay here, which you,” the man pauses, “which you accepted.”

Hobs’ eyes widen, and he lets go of Dream’s hand then falls to his knees. “My lord, forgive my impudence, my memories from when I was alive have fled me it seems.” He hopes he has not offended Dream. He does not want to be banished. He wants to stay, he wants-

“Rise, Hob," Dream says. "You may be subject to my realm but I - I was hoping that we…we may become friends.”

Hob scrambles up off his knees immediately, and before he can think any better of it, he tugs Dream into a bone crushing hug. He feels the dreamlord stiffen for just a moment, before his arms rise slowly to return the hug.

“I would like that very much, my lord,” Hob says when he withdraws from Dream.

“Please,” Dream replies. “You may just address me as Dream.”

“Dream,” Hob says. “That’s a lovely name.” Something complicated flashes across Dream’s expression, but it’s gone before Hob can examine it further.

“Thank you,” Dream answers, just the barest hint of a smile crossing his face. “Would you like a drink?”

A table with wine and cheese materializes itself next to where they’re standing, and Hob sits down eagerly. Dream follows shortly after, pouring out a glass for each of them. 

They sit, and then begin to talk.

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[kneelingshadowsalome]

how would konig react to reader that cheated…with rando or ghost…(I LIVE FOR ANGST AND CHAOs SRRY)

Anon 😭🥲 You're paying for my therapy ok...?

I don't normally do angst of this level because cheating imagines break my heart. But I guess yandere König is yet again an exception.

TW/CW: EVERYTHING? Seriously, proceed with caution. Heavy angst, murder, suicidal thoughts, broken König

First, there would be total breakdown.

I imagine this kind of scenario would happen when reader has had enough of König's shenanigans and would seek something more normal and sane outside this relationship. Perhaps she finds out she simply can't do this with König anymore, perhaps it was a gradual falling out of love/falling for someone else?

But when she tells him, yeah: mental breakdown. I think this might be one of those few rare things, or the only thing, that would make König cry. But he wouldn't do that in front of reader, no: he would slowly turn to stone as he's being told the news and then he would leave.

Our man would storm out in a silent rage and go somewhere private (his room). His breathing would get out of control, he would pace around and shake from rage, try to cry… but no tears would come. Then he would take his sturdiest knife and punch a wall with it until his hand hurts. He would shout until he barely has a voice left, think about going to the range, think about killing someone, anyone, right this second, not even the one she cheated him with, just the first person he sees in the hall.

A few hot tears would finally come in between the shouting, his knife would be ruined, his fist would be bleeding after he threw the blade away and started punching the wall with his hand instead.

After an hour or so, he would come back and simply ask "Why?" over and over again. He cannot understand why she would throw away the connection that they had. She is the woman who changed his life, she is his everything, they were meant to be.

Then he would leave again, this time to kill whoever reader cheated him with. König would never physically hurt reader, but he would demand to know who the person in question is. She wouldn't get rid of him until he has that information.

Long story short, it would be an absolute shitshow! If and when she broke up with him after that (König would never break up with her, even after she cheated on him), he would eternally yearn for her. She would be the object of his dreams and fantasies, something beautiful and pure and true he had for a while and then lost to someone better. Even killing the man wouldn't help with his pain, because the fact still stands that she wanted someone else than him. Yet again, he wasn't enough.

He would have a lot of suicidal thoughts, and he might voice them to reader (both an actual cry for help and a manipulation tactic to get her back). I think König would be a completely broken man after that, and if reader would want to have anything to do with him, try to continue and mend their relationship, he would be willing to do so... But he would never, ever recover, and his pain and delusions would reach a point where he would want to practically lock her up and tuck her somewhere safe. The tender, gentle aspects of sex would turn into bleak possessiveness, even cruelty, and he might ask reader which positions she and that other man made love, how often, did she like it… And why he wasn't good enough. It would be hell for both of them.

The lack of trust would grow insurmountable and, combined with König's possessiveness (born of deep insecurity), it would be impossible to live a life even remotely close to normal after that.

[ofmarlinspike]

okay I'm going insane searching for this because I KNOW I had it saved somewhere, but can anyone help me try to track down a comic someone make about their WOL (foolishly, desperately) attempting to seek out the equivalent of Ishgard in one of the echoes in an attempt to see Haurchefant??

[crmsnmth]

Stupid Girl

Such a stupid girl I warned you about guys like me And your up past your bedtime Just imagine what you and I could be Such a stupid world You've got that cynic touch within your tongue We're calling it all out Damn, girl, who knew destruction could such fun

Such a stupid girl Now look at what you've done It's getting late again Bite the bullet, ditch the gun Such a stupid world It's only a matter of time now before the end I've got a bad idea You know it wouldn't have hurt to be friends

Such a stupid girl You still haven't seen nothing yet I promise the surprise is worth it watch the stairs and watch your step Such a stupid world I'm trying my best to tell you the truth and that's a lot harder then it sounds In three simple words I love you

Such a smart girl Walking out the door and saying goodbye you broke me down to nothing Fed me the hypocrisy in my lies What a wonder world I hope each step you take is forward you can have it all as long as you stay true to your word