#Writing this and I'm bawling

[starlightshadowsworld]

Jason Grace but when he dies he remembers everything.

He watches his early life unfold, back when Thalia held him like he was something precious.

And his mother's eyes were kind and clear.

His mother who was haunted by monsters and told her torment would end if she gave up her son.

Jason watching his mother refuse every time.

But Beryl Grace was only human and she laid her son on the forest floor.

Believing truly that it was only for a moment. She doesn't know why but she's desperate.

The monsters get closer, more violent every day.

And this is the only way.

Jason watching his mother leave and keep turning back. And realises it wasn't a trick of a mad spirit

... She always intended on coming back.

Jason's who's life was built upon the shattered remains of his mother's broken promise, learning she meant it.

But they'd stolen him from her.

The life he'd always wanted, the family he always dreamed of, he had it once.

He screams as the wolves come for him, knowing he can't go back and change it.

Jason watching his days at the wolf house, knowing that his mother was searching for him.

That he was just a tool from day one. His mother followed the rules, she did everything she was supposed to and it was all for nothing.

Jason realising he followed the rules and now he's in what should be the best place ever.

And feeling nothing but loneliness in his nonexistent bones.

Because he will never get his family back.

His mother is dead, Thalia's immortal and moved on.

Camp Jupiter only cared for his parentage, Jason watches them take the feral child of Lupa and turn him into something he both knows and can't recognise.

They destroyed him.

And the first chance they got they turned on him.

His friends have all moved on.

Nico summons him at times to play mythomagic but he'll forget him too one day.

Everything he lived for didn't mean anything at all.

The greif and the bitterness corrupts Jason's soul.

And he becomes a mania like his mother before him.

He leaves his so called paradise and goes to destroy the home that was never his.

Nico is their to stop him.

He's able to calm and bring him back.

Jason just sobs, tells Nico that he's too far gone. He can't be saved because this rage will never end.

And he'd rather be destroyed completly than lose his memories again.

So Nico will have to kill him.

Nico looking at his best friend, looks at the boy who bought him back from the brink of darkness time and time again.

And he hugs him close.

Tells him that no matter how far Jason falls, he will always be there to bring him back.

And in his arms bawls the spirit of Jason Grace.

For all he's gained only to lose.

Nico just holds him, and apologises for not noticing sooner.

That his friend was putting on a facade while his soul was testing him in two.

Because no one ever thought a ghost could greive but than Nico's never met someone quite like Jason before.

And for once in his life Jason doesn't feel lonely anymore.

[chryseis]

The way I literally burst into tears

[era4o4]

Themed my home screen after Tomcat Disposables. Made my own custom icons n stuff as seen in the taskbar

the wallpaper moves btw. It's the ending scene to the music video after he falls.

Defo my favourite song out of icimi. Absolute masterpiece.

Also, if there's anyone else who wants to theme their home screen off ww or wwatt songs and want a small few custom icons to match. Litterally just send me an ask or reblog with images of what aesthetic to base them off of and I'll make em. It was strangely fun to do

[pharaoh-ferrous]

...I just finished Outer Wilds.

Holy fuck.

[zeroducks-2]

Me in 2018, writing a specific whump dynamic that makes me tear up, gag and feel like I'm going to be physically sick: OH wow I wonder what's wrong with me today hahaha haha

Me in 2023, still tearing up, gagging and feeling like I'm going to be physically sick every time I write that specific whump dynamic: Hey it only took me five years to identify a trigger! I'm so smart!!

[kyoupann]

Four | The Dad  (Chapter 4: Wild)

Fic summary: 8 times Four is a dad to the rest of the group.

Chapter: Summary: Four and Wild bond over hating the same guy.

Wordcount: 2.7-9k I think

Comments: after three years, here's chapter 4 of the Dad!Four fic I thought I would never finish. If I die, please write in my epitaph what chapter I managed to whack out before eternal peace.

Read on AO3

Me after this silly ass, not even my longest, chapter ever:

[applesaucesims]

For the wedding, they had rented the estate in the chalet gardens for a beautiful evening ceremony on the rooftop. As soon as the sun started setting, the whole family was sat by the aisle and the ceremony could begin.

Emma had entrusted her young cousins, Sean and Darrel, to be the wedding's flower pal and ring bearer respectively. Niall had been led down the aisle by his mother, Linda, and soon after it was time for Edward to lead his daughter down the aisle to give away to the man she was about to marry.

And finally, Emma and Niall exchanged their vows and rings, becoming Mr. and Mrs. McGregor. As their shared their first kiss as spouses, despite their extended family's applause, they felt like they were the only people there on that roof, with the world around them slowly fading away.

[mymarifae]

don't listen to leo/need's cover of ikanaide at 4 am you will hurt yourself

[otrtbs]

i just want to say i've seen a few tiktoks of people going to the louvre and completing the ahb! tour that regulus and james went on and every time i see them i sob. like, tears pour out of my eyes because, quite selfishly i wrote a lot of my favorite works found at the louvre into that chapter. some of them i've seen in person and some of them i haven't. but when i see other people,, looking at the art that i love so much because i wrote about it in a silly little fic,,, it's such a surreal feeling. it fills me with so much joy to know that somewhere someone i don't know is looking at this art!!! they get to see it!!! and maybe they take something away from it!! maybe it changes their life just a little like it changed mine!! but maybe it doesn't,, and that's okay too! i still cry because it makes me so happy to imagine all y'all running around the louvre and finding these artworks and connecting to it in part because of ahb! <33333 :,))

[bayofwolves]

thinking about writing a little something in the original universe about abeke's adult life where she continues to deal with her grief over shane, who really did die in the burning tide. jumping around to different time periods: she's the new face of greencloak leadership, she's married (but her husband notably doesn't make an appearance), she has a daughter. her life is a dream. but with each of these milestones, she is reminded of shane. the person she might have had this life with if things had been different.

i don't usually like to delve into canon past the return because thinking about shane's death makes me feel sick to my stomach. but this is too good and beautiful and tragic of an idea to pass up.

[lizzydizzyyo]

So fucking sad that David Archuleta put his life on pause for some stupid missionary period taking two years when his career was literally shooting up (eventually killing it until it sizzled out), not to mention doing a whole PR manouver when he was "caught" in a gay bar from a grainy cctv screenshot (which is not a bad thing btw) but he ended up becoming a public queer ex-mormon anyway. All that effort and bullshit. Man. Imagine if he went ahead with his career in 2012-2014 instead, he might even come out earlier because 2013 was literally the gay coming out year. Can you imagine. Can you imagine how spoiled we would have been as an archie if he did that instead. CAN YOU IMAGINE.

[youhavebeentraceyd]

when a character asks another character, that clearly looks upset "are you okay?": booo 🤮 that sucks 👎 bad writing 🥱 do better.

when a character asks another character that looks totally fine "are you okay?: oh hell yeah 😍 that's the good shit 👍 now start crying from the question ✨ oh baby this is top tier 💯

[morzowo]

after over a year of putting it off i finally started watching koisenu futari and here i was thinking i might start getting just too numb and not being able to feel anything strong watching shows only for this show to make me feel shrimp emotions

[everythingwasnormalhere]

Writing Butters' description of Kyle is breaking me because she's seen him at his worst, and now she sees him again and what she thinks is, "he's visibly gotten better"

Because she does notice that. Kyle is healing, even if slowly, and he is getting better. But what Butters notices, specifically, is how Kyle has finally gained weight. Again, she's seen him at his worst, when he was severely underweight. And the thing is, she doesn't really process how he weighs more than ten years ago, she just... sees him, and thinks, he's getting better. He is getting better. He's healing, and maybe not yet, but he'll be alright<3

[naivegh0ul]

a ghoap x reader fix it fic is brewing...

[skyloftian-nutcase]

I... I see you ask box says writing prompts too? Could I maybe if you feel like writing it ever request a scene of healthcare au Hyrule getting a hug? Or on break? Or having a day off? Whether its because he's sick or something really bad happened or if its just a good day and his friends just love him or whatever is up to you.

(@ludoluck @keestones @paradoxical-hermitcrab @artisticgamer)

Have all the Hyrule fuff and hurt/comfort, sweetheart. <3

The tones dropped, making Hyrule jump out of his skin. He bolted up in bed, flinging the blanket off him when he saw Mo stretching lazily and looking at his watch.

"It's shift change, Roolie," Mo said sleepily. "Not our call anymore."

Hyrule blinked once, twice, and then it sank in. He sighed in relief, falling back to his pillow. Thank goodness.

He had two whole days off now. And he wasn't entirely sure what to do with them, but he would definitely figure something out.

Hopping out of bed and throwing the linens into the laundry bin, he opted for having a nice warm shower and he'd start figuring out what to do from there. As the water ran over him, he remembered that he'd told Legend he'd stop by his place to hang out for a bit. Legend was a night shifter, so he was likely asleep right now, which meant Hyrule could spend the morning hiking on the mountain trails outside of town.

As Hyrule biked away from the station, he giggled, letting the morning breeze wake him up. He felt so alive letting gravity push him down a gigantic hill that he laughed the entire way to the bottom. The smell of his favorite bakery wafted in the air, and he parked his bike outside the shop and strolled in.

"Good morning, Pita," Hyrule greeted with a smile.

Pita turned, her brown eyes brightening. "Oh, hello, Hyrule! We haven't seen you all week, I was getting worried!"

Hyrule rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. "I had picked up a few extra shits and this bakery isn't in our first due."

Pita put her hands on her hips with a humph. "Well, it should be, and you shouldn't be working so hard. Now, you want the usual?"

Hyrule nodded eagerly, and then he turned to find a table when he saw a familiar face.

"Four?" he asked, prompting the person in question to look up. It was Four, snuggled warmly in a slightly oversized tie dye hoodie with a book propped open beside some scones and tea.

The ICU nurse smiled warmly. "Hey, Hyrule! What are you doing here?"

"I come here on my days off because they've got the best bread in town," Hyrule answered, walking over to his friend's table. "You?"

Four moved a newspaper from the other side of the table, giving Hyrule space. "I come here every day that I can. It's a nice little morning routine when I have mornings to spare."

Hyrule hesitated. "Oh, I--I don't want to interrupt your morning routine--"

"Roolie, sit down," Four said exasperatedly with a good-natured roll of his eyes. "It's nice to see you not wearing a duty uniform once in a while."

"Yeah," Hyrule laughed a little. "I get that a lot. I guess maybe I should try to take some more time off."

Four watched him almost pleadingly. "Please do."

Moving past that subject, the paramedic asked, "What are you reading?"

Four immediately brightened, and dove into a full narrative of the story, which was about a group of heroes trying to destroy a cursed magical item. Hyrule was so enthralled by the story that he didn't realize how much time passed until his phone started buzzing.

Hyrule! Where the hell are you, you dope don't tell me you picked up another damn shift!

Hyrule read the text on his home page, and without even having to look at the sender he laughed. Legend had apparently woken up early.

Four and Hyrule parted ways, and after about a half hour's bike ride, Hyrule arrived at Legend's apartment. His friend met him outside, stretching and yawning.

"Rav's on the warpath and I didn't want you to get dragged into it," Legend remarked at seeing Hyrule's questioning look.

"About what?"

The travel nurse shrugged. "Probably because I hid his stuff. But that's what he gets for selling mine."

Hyrule laughed and then stopped himself, embarrassed. He wasn't sure Legend found it a laughing matter, but the pair was entertainingly chaotic. It was almost as bad as watching Legend and Warriors go at each other, or Warriors and Twilight.

"So where are we going?" Hyrule asked.

Legend pulled up the map on his phone. "Well, last century when you had a day off, we went to Beedle's to check out his wares... oh wait, I just remembered--I saw this place and thought we should check it out!"

Hyrule walked over to look at where Legend was pointing. "Misery Mire? What's that?"

"It's an escape room!" Legend answered. "I bet they got some great prizes if we can crack it."

Hyrule smiled in excitement. He loved solving puzzles with Legend. "Let's go!"

XXX

Hyrule had known the code was rough. But it hadn't been his first code. It hadn't been the first time a patient had died and he hadn't gotten them back. He'd known it would make him feel a little tired for a day or so and then he'd move on. That's how it worked. He had to move on.

He hadn't expected this one to linger.

He'd thought he was fine. Truly, he did. Until he'd happened to look at an X-ray of some random patient in the emergency department, glancing at it over Warriors' shoulder as he babbled about something to Legend, and then suddenly Hyrule felt the grandmother's ribs breaking under his hands all over again as if he were in his ambulance doing compressions, the grandson sobbing outside his truck.

And then he'd realized that maybe he wasn't okay.

So here he was, sitting at Telma's Bar and sipping some milk and just... existing. He didn't really know how to address the issue. He'd gone over the code multiple times, and he knew that he'd done what he could. He didn't understand why this one in particular hit so hard.

Maybe it was that he had told the grandson he was going to be okay. Maybe it was that he had told the grandson he would take good care of his grandmother.

It wasn't like he hadn't, he couldn't help that she'd died. Her blood pressure was better when he was doing chest compressions on her than when she had been alive! He'd obviously done what he could.

So why is this bothering me so much?!

Sky would say he should go to church and pray about it. That's what Sky did a lot. But Hyrule didn't really know what he was supposed to pray about or say about it. So he just sat here instead.

"Hyrule?"

Hyrule nearly jumped out of his skin, and he turned sharply to see Twilight.

"Hey, buddy, what's wrong?" Twi asked gently, cocking his head to the side. Apparently it was obvious that Hyrule wasn't feeling great.

And something about Twilight's tone of voice just set him off.

Hyrule immediately felt his eyes start to water, his throat tightened, and his entire body trembled. He bit his tongue, hoping the pain would make the reaction recede, but it didn't really help. He couldn't eve choke out any words at this point. Crap.

Twilight watched him a moment longer before approaching and carefully encircling his arms around the medic in a gentle hug. Hyrule melted into it, crying softly into Twi's shirt, gripping it and shaking like a leaf.

He couldn't put what was wrong into words, but he didn't have to. Twilight just held him, rubbing a reassuring hand up and down his back. And somehow that was enough, allowing the young medic to just let himself go.