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#BrokenHearted
dollarstoreclooney · 2 years
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i-wish-we-never-met · 2 years
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I wish the thoughts of you will just leave me as easy as the way you walk away
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wiirocku · 5 months
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Psalm 147:3 (NKJV) - He heals the brokenhearted And binds up their wounds.
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ariqyraihan · 3 months
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Losing is always heartbreaking. Especially, when you've given all your loves.
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spilledwordsbybee · 19 days
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There’s nothing I can do for you to appreciate me, but..
Oh you’re gonna feel it when I’m gone.
It’s going to feel like you are stuck in a dark room with no way out.
You’re going to miss all the care and support… all the coddling and love you were receiving.
You’re going to look around that room and not find me to help you out, and it’s going to kill you because you know that I would have never left you in the darkness by yourself.
Cause I know all the self destruction your mind creates, you’d kill yourself hoping to escape all the darkness and pain.
It’s going to feel like someone slit your throat and left you to bleed dry… and I’m going to be standing next to you in the darkness, not making a sound… watching you suffer, as I heal, leaving you to suffer like you let me suffer all this time.
You’re going to feel it when I’m gone.
When your brain is tearing you to shreds and you call out for me and not find me to pull you out of it.
You’re going to feel it when I’m gone.
When I’m not there to soothe you and tell you that everything is going to be alright, when I’m not there to solve your problems and hold you tight.
You’re going to feel it when I’m gone.
You’re going to look for me in every single person around you, in every single one you meet and you’re not going to find me.
You’re going to feel it when I’m gone, and it’s going to kill you because deep down you know that I would have never left… if only you admired what was right in front of you Or what was being given to you, but you didn't and it's too late to notice it now.
-Sarah D.
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untamedyouth · 7 months
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Stoned off your wilting affections
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veelena7676 · 6 days
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Real talk
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thefrakkintrinity15 · 2 months
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"Remote in my darkened exile, the days dragged by so slowly. Without grace. Without inspiration. Without life. Without tears. Without love. Then my spirit woke and you... you appeared again. Like a transient vision. Like pure beauty's spirit."
It’s a poem Pushkin wrote in 1825. He wrote it to Anna Petrovna Kern, with whom he had an affair. (Irina Morozova in episode 4x04 House Divided)
After almost two months of Season 4 finale, I wonder now what exactly the writers intended to do bringing in such a beautiful poem. Pretty clear that it echoes Margo and Sergei relationship. But I feel that such a heartbreaking piece didn’t meet the expectations we had in the couple. Firstly, because the writers only brought them together for only two scenes but, especially because I feel unsatisfied with both scenes.
In the first scene, the expected reunion after 8 long years, we have them keeping the distance and also they sounded like reprimanding each other. WTF. And in the second, in a far safer environment, they still aren’t able to break the distance or to pour out their feelings. Not to mention Margo’s reluctance to take the risk with him and the poor editing that didn’t show how Margo covers his hand with hers. Finally, to make matters worse, the episode 4x09 ending. It feels the writers were making fun of them with the burgers thing. 😰
The bottom line is that I didn’t feel the writers made justice to them at the end after such a wonderful beginning back in season 2. Thankfully fan fiction writers (god bless them 🙏🏼) come up with more satisfying ideas to fill the gap they left.
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embeccy · 10 months
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"One day someone is going to hug you so tight, that all of your broken pieces will stick back together."
- Unknown
Hope >>
- Embeccy
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i-wish-we-never-met · 2 years
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sometimes i wish it would break you the way it broke me, so at least i know that it means something to you.
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wiirocku · 10 months
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Psalm 34:18 (NLT) - The LORD is close to the brokenhearted;    He rescues those whose spirits are crushed.
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caffeinatedenough · 2 months
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Ever looked at someone who hurt you and be like, “Damn. I could’ve given you the world. Oh well.”
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aliceluckycharm · 5 months
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"Let time pass" from Loki has the same effect in me, like the "it'll pass" from Fleabag
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morgansunflower · 1 year
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I'm So Sorry, Y/N
Bruce Wayne X Wife! Reader
Batmom! Reader
Warnings:suggestive content, showering, explicit language, injury, and heavy angst.
Words:1564
Arthur's notes! Third P. O.V.. Loosely based on young justice season 3, episode 1-3 and episode 22. Oh and Wally's alive!
Grayson fakes his death, he leaves Gotham to investigate a meta-human trafficking lab across the globe but he disappears. Meanwhile Bruce desperately searches for his son but he needs her. Even after he broke her heart he's hoping she'll forgive him. Or he might go insane.
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"Bruce?... Are you ok?" his wife asked over the phone, in the most saddening voice his heart heavies deeper knowing he hurt her.
He pinched the bridge of his nose, knowing his true love was going to hate him "it's.. Grayson..." Bruce felt he failed his son, his family.
She felt someone took their hands to her throat as she felt she was suffocating ".. I'm listening"
"wait five minutes"
Bruce raised to his feet from the Café chair, walking down the alleyway. He had to be sure he wasn't to be detected before he gave her details. He went into the abandoned factory. Rather than a normal factory, Bruce made the communication from both receiver and caller, undetectable or traceable. Can never be too careful.
"I've been unable to contact him, I contacted the team he's been working with however they haven't been able to pinpoint his location, he's been M. I. A. for 3 weeks.. I found out a week ago. I have been trying to find him and.. "
"where are you.."
Bruce sends her his location. The parents worked tirelessly to find their son. They went to Moscow, the last location known of their son. Y/N and Bruce found much disturbing evidence one inside the building. The pods for children that had meta-human gene's were destroyed. They knew Nightwing must've destroyed them. They found a suspicious black goo among the broken pod, which was only found in Markovia. The tar entirely covered the victim in the pod enhancing the person's gene's. Nightwing must've been abducted here but where was he now? Batman found compelling evidence piling against Markovia residents disappearing and that with the tar connection. He hacked into his son's files. BANG!! Glass breaks from Gunfire. Bruce tackles his wife to the ground. He looked for any bullet wounds on her as she checked him. He took her behind the wall far, from where the bullet was shot.
"you're not leaving me" she demanded
"you're staying here!" he snapped, he couldn't jeopardize her getting hurt, she was already here. He shouldn't have called her..
He shoots his grappling gun onto where the broken window laid from the bullet. He bends his knees looking for the bastard. He sees a helicopter with a rope ladder. He zooms in with his spy eye contact, to see Deadshot. He grunted, there on the right trail. Though they know their on to them. He can't waist time on a wild goose chase, he has to find Robin.. His son.
-"Deadshot?..." his wife asked over the intercom
"affirmative, we need to lay low for the night"
They went to the safe house Bruce had in Moscow. It was a old hotel long abandoned. With his finger scanned and code typed both Y/N and Bruce went inside. She walked to take a shower not saying a single word. Her heart couldn't calm down. Bruce's mind could not calm down. He was scared if they moved too quickly Grayson would be killed to hide their evidence.
"Bruce..." his fist grip tightly ready for a fight, no one was going to take him "Bruce" He didn't know what they were planning on doing to him. Would he be used for ransom? One wrong move and they may.... What were they going to do to him? Would he be too late, again? "my love..." he lifts his head to see her with only a towel wrapped around her chest stopping below her waist. "are you ok.."
He couldn't bring himself to lie to her and he couldn't admit how truly scared he is. He didn't utter a word, he couldn't even look at her. He missed her so much it was breaking him apart. She was right there and he couldn't hold her. He walked passed her to go take a shower himself. She wanted to stop him and let him hold her close. She laid in the bed laying against the pillows. Her heart was in turmoil. She can't stop hearing Grayson screaming in pain. She was scared they would be merciless to him. Crying in pain. Terrified he won't make it out. She lost Jay but he was alive now, even some days he lied to them saying how little they meant to him. She feared what would happen to Grayson. Sometimes she forgot he is grown and out of the nest. Bruce stepped out from the shower, he is exhausted from his heart aching. He slipped on his boxers and walked into the room. Y/N laid with her body nearly shaking as water seeped through her tightly closed eyelids. She knew Bruce was right behind her. He froze his heart crying out to her own, what should he do? This was his fault. He should lay on the couth. He stepped to walk away--
"pl-please stay" she begged brokenly.
Bruce's heart leaped, he did exactly as she asked him. He laid beside her. He reaches taking her hand to comfort her.
"you have every right to hate me, to blame me" Bruce said, his guilt covering his heart to hatred for himself. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry" Bruce touches her cheek "forgive me, Y/N"
Her heart couldn't take it. She wraps her arms around him burying his face in his neck. Bruce held her close scolding himself for the swelling that came to his eyes.
"Bruce, you were trying to protect him. You love him, I don't doubt that. I love you that's not ever going to change. We will f-find him" she began to cry from her own words "and we will bring him home"
They knew this operation was bigger than both of them. Nothing was going to get in their way. That early morning Y/N contacted Wally, Artemis, and Conner. She knew they could help best and that it would be best for her son to see, his friends. Wally and Artemis wore their formal attire for Markov's pre-coronation reception to intend to investigate possible suspects for the king and queen who were murdered. Knowing it could very well be connected to the crimes against the meta-human's. Once done they would accompany Batman and H/N, who were searching for their son. They were going to get their son, and then end the meta-human trafficking once and for all. In the underground lab they saw, Helga Jace touching the pod where Grayson stayed. She had a smile, that made Y/N's skin crawl.
"get the hell away from my son!!" Y/N shouted to her
"intruders!" she shouted
Bruce knocked out the guard. Vertigo came forth with his power sending Bruce and Y/N to their knees. As he stopped his bone crushing painful vertigo. Batman remained still, the blonde villain laughed in a mocked manner
"the great Batman--" Quickly Bruce threw three batarangs one to Vertigo's effect headset, one to the pod that held his little boy and one to the lab system.
Y/N runs catching Grayson as he fell into her arms. Bruce turned seeing Baron Bedlam. She tore off the electrodes attached to him.
"Batman, H/N so nice of you to join us" he made his skin turn to stone
Bruce threw his batarangs to Baron, they explode but did nothing to harm him.
"shit"
"it's gonna be OK son" Y/N muttered to her son
Barbara was sobbing as she could see everything Y/N could. Y/N laid Grayson gently down as Helga approached with her gun in hand. Y/N quickly turned with her leg in air, hitting her jaw. Helga fell to the ground, Y/N kicked the gun across the floor. Conner, Wally and Artemis came just in time. Superboy speeded to punch Baron repeatedly. Kid-flash ran to bring a stretcher and medical supplies. Artemis used her crossbow to shoot at Baron with explosive arrows. Wally returned helping Mrs Wayne bandage her son.
"there he is!" Gregor Markov announced as he came with guards loyal to him
"Baron Bedlam you are under arrest for the murder of King Viktor, and Queen Ilona!!" the captain announced
"lies!!" Baron announced
"it's too late uncle, these hero's have shown me the evidence. You will never be crowned King under Markovia" Gregor coldly said
Conner put Baron in a head lock and with the inhibitor collar they were able to take him into custody. Bruce and Y/N quickly took Grayson home. In the Bat-cave. Grayson's fever became higher as, his body shakes on the stretcher. His Dad held his body from thrashing as his mom took the cold cloth to wipe away his sweat. Grayson thrashed his head the pain was causing tears to fall.
"hold him steady so he doesn't hurt himself, we need to strap him down" Bruce said
Alfred brought ice to place around his grandson to bring his temperature down. Y/N continues to wipe away the sweat avoiding the nasal breathing tube. Her hands shake from exhaustion that she fought. Bruce touched her arms gently but also firmly.
"I can't leave my little boy"
Grayson weakly opens his eyes seeing Y/N laying in Bruce's arms as he held her securely with his own eyes closed. Grayson feels safe with their presence after the torture he went through. His eyes flash a bright blue as now he could hear Barbara crying in his room in the Manor.
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aureumaze · 9 months
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let me be the melted candles on your birthday cake; you'll watch me burn just for you to make your wish. for another year, a lot more wishes, but no more wicks. no more wicks.
—a.m.
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