#who doesn't love pain

[pearlynia]

One last time | words: 1003 | angst, death.

the horcruxes. They've been haunting them down since Regulus Black came into the order meeting, soaking wet and told them about Voldemort's horcruxes.

This is the last battle. After this, the war would be over. All they need to do is survive it.

People were shouting and shooting spells everywhere, James send the last spell to the deatheater he was dueling when suddenly, there was a green light on his left, coming to his way. Before James could even process what was happening, a person pushed James out the way and the green light hit them square in the chest.

James sent a spell to the deatheater that cast that spell without a second thought and apparated, taking the person with him.

As soon as they landed, Regulus fell on to James. They were in a little meadow, where Regulus and him agreed to get married and build a home after this war.

James stumbled backwards as the weight of Regulus fell on him. Slowly, James set Regulus on the grass, shaking slightly. The spell was a green light. James knew what it meant. But.. but it can't be. Regulus can't be- he can't- he-

"Reg?" James choked out, his voice breaking. "Regulus, love, please- please wake up" please, don't leave me please. James tried to shake Regulus awake but the boy remain lifeless in his arms.

Regulus's heart was no longer beating, James is sure his heart stopped beating too. Regulus was dead. Oh Regulus was- no no no no no no-

James thinks this is worse than dying, James was close to dying multiple times while fighting in the war. Yet this is beyond any kind of pain.

Please, he thinks.

Please come back, call me an idiot, yell at me, hex me, curse me, hurt me, kiss me, tell me you love me. Please, anything, just one last time. Please-

"Give him back" James' voice was barely a wispier "give him back to me, please" he asked to whoever was listening, the gods above or whoever.

The sun was going down, it was almost dark. James hope the sun will never come back up again. No sun should be allowed to shine without Regulus.

"give him back to me, give him back." James repeated the words over and over again. He doesn't know why he's doing it, it's no use he knows. But he wants his love back, his star, his whole world, he wants him back.

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James doesn't know much of what happened, he knows someone found him and Regulus. He doesn't remember what happened after. They had funerals, lots of them. But James doesn't remember much of it. He attended some of them but he didn't cry. Not a single tear.

Regulus's funeral came around but James doesn't know what he's supposed to feel. All he felt was empty. Sirius was weeping in Remus' arms, his boyfriend was softly whispering in his ears.

James didn't sob or cry, he just stared blankly into nowhere. They had won the war, Voldemort was dead. They saved the world but James lost his. For James, he lost the war the moment his world fell into his arms

Maybe in another universe he'll still have his world in his arms, sitting on the couch in there beautiful home. They would get married, get a cat and have kids, just like they said they would.

Maybe in another universe, war wouldn't exist, maybe they would be muggles. But no matter what universe it is, James knows for sure that Regulus would always be his. In every universe and every lifetime.

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James laid down on their bed, they were just here that morning before the battle. Regulus was laughing at something James said and calling him an idiot. Oh James would do anything to hear that laugh one more time.

The sun goes down and rise up again. But James never did, he went down and never came back up. James didn't have his world to shine for anymore. James doesn't think he'll shine again.

Every day James would come out to their little meadow and wait for his star to come back, he imagine one day Regulus would, he would come back to James, smiling wildly, and they would make up for the days they missed together. But of course, it never happened.

And every night James would talk to his star, telling him how much he misses him and tells him about his day. The star only shines a little brighter in response. But James smiles everytime it did.

Time passed, days to weeks, weeks to months, months to years. But James never did fell in love again, he never felt truly happy, never stopped waiting for his love, ever again.

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Centuries passed and on a sunny day, a boy that smiles so bright like the sun, and a boy that is beautiful like the stars, walked hand in hand. They came across a little meadow with a house near by. It all felt familiar, they stare at it for a while, and they knew.

"This is it isn't it?" The sun boy asked, grinning.

"We don't even know if it's for sale!" the star boy replied.

"Well I can offer them as much money as they want." The taller boy replied with a shrug.

The other boy just huff a laugh and not long after, they were living in a home with a little meadow near by.

What they'll never know is that centuries ago, two lovers just like them dreamed of the life they were living. But never got it, at least not in that lifetime.

--- In every universe, every lifetime, the sun and the star found each other and falls in love. ---

[bixels]

Scary Sunset.

I'm concepting things way outta order in this story, but I'm sure you can piece things together. Context is for a storybeat where, after defeating and capturing Adagio (thus having all three sirens in her possession), Sunset enacts her revenge plot to release the sirens on Canterlot as Thea discovers she's been manipulated. In a confrontation, the two scuffle and fight over the siren orbs while Sunset struggles with her conflicting wants and emotions.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Good morning, Sleepyhead.

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[wodimewoahtime]

hey till...... don't you have just a little too much tsundere "i'm not gay" yaoi protag power???? why are you attracting these guys like a hamster to the shredder

[wingedaches]

pain doesn't make people. . . it's love that makes people. the pain is inconsequential; it's love that saves them.

beloved, on hope & love

golden fool, robin hobb // catcrumb // another country, james baldwin // anna laura // golden fool, robin hobb // unknown // catchinglizards // assassin's fate, robin hobb // caduceus clay / taliesin jaffe, cr c2ep110

[cluescorner]

I'm back on my bullshit

Optimus: I've loved you in every universe, even if you twist into someone I should hate.

Soundwave: I've loved you in every universe, even if it never ends well for me.

Rodimus: Every other universe can rot for all I care, I love you in this one.

[chaos-and-sparkles]

Okay but can we PLEASE talk about how no hextech au Powder has a lock of her hair dyed pink, Vi's pink, a tribute to her sister to keep her close?? Because it made me physically sick and I haven't been okay since -

[theaceace]

imagining a world in which Simon agreed to go with Edwin and try to escape hell, imagining Simon developing an immediate and very inadvisable crush on the cute guy that just threw a grenade at a demon and Edwin's reaction to that, imagining the reaction of Charles Overprotective Rowland when he finds out that the guy Edwin insists on dragging along with them is one of the guys that sacrificed him to a demon in the first place, imagining the Night Nurse's face when three dead boys pop back through the door instead of two

[lonestardust]

9-1-1 : LONE STAR S05E07 "Kiddos" : Owen & TK Strand.

[ghostbny]

Chat is this true or what

[sunnykeysmash]

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Assisting Acquaintance Acquired.

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[thefriendoforatioisdead]

You know what's the thing with Pin ? She's a bit of a martyr.

And she's selfless, and loyal and I love her with my whole heart and always will. But since I defended her last week let me say something to counter that.

On the one hand she still has extremely valid reasons to choose what she chose, however when she says that it's her karma, that she deserves a life of misery with Kuea as a payback for all the wrongs she did to Anin, she is unable to understand that by condeming herself, she condemns Anin as well.

Pin doesn't understand that every punishment she inflicts on herself, Anin feels it as well. She thinks so little of herself, she doesn't imagine that Anin might love her so much that HER pain brings her pain as well. She doesn't realize that Anin loves her so much that watching Pin be miserable will make her just as miserable until the end of her life. She doesn't realize that by choosing to not be with her, she's not just condeming herself to be with a man like Kuea in a loveless mariage, she's condeming Anin to live a lonely life, just as loveless. Because Anin will NOT move on ! She will NOT get over it ! Pin seems to think she's replacable, that Anin will be better off without her as if Anin was not genuinely ready to abandon her privilege, her title, her home, her country, her family FOR HER.

Anin doesn't say things just to say them, she means it. She's never been anything but genuine to Pin, absolutely and entirely honest never hiding a single one of her emotions, even her anger, her feeling of betrayal, and even if it hurt Pin.

So yes, Anin doesn't understand Pin's point of view, but Pin doesn't understand Anin's either. Anin doesn't understand how Pin could even think that their social class matter, and Pin doesn't understand how their social class might not matter to Anin.

She wants to suffer alone to save everybody else. But she will never suffer alone as long as Anin is alive.

[happyk44]

Something something Percy wishing he loved Nico in the same way because he can't stand the idea of hurting him, even though Nico has never needed Percy to love him in the same way or even to love him at all.

[witsserviceablesubstitute]

Varric is as furious as he is at Anders because he loved him, loves Kirkwall, and blames himself for not doing more. There's regret there. The Cole conversation in DAI, where he's in Varric's head obsessing about how angry and sad 'blondie' has been recently, before Varric shuts down the conversation, is telling imo.

[mossterunderthebed]