#hahahahaha pain

[stillresolved]

writing aeri in her modern verse makes me feel so bad for her in her thg verse. while in her modern verse she's at her pinnacle and she's gonna go higher, in her thg verse, literally, she gets the rug pulled from her feet just as she's getting to the top, tumbles all the way to the bottom and then over the course of five years claws her way back to the top....

[supportive-editor]

❛ don’t you know what you mean to me? ❜ (Jesterofinaba)

Various Question Starters

With the adrenaline quickly rushing out of his body... Tatsuo fell back.  Finally getting the truth he wanted after ten whole years-- It came with a price. The price of his love ones... Or in this exchange, his own.

Three bullet wounds. His chest, his stomach, his upper right thigh. On top of a beating of a life time. A couple hard blows to the head can really disorient a guy. But never put him down like three bullets. Shido had ordered his goons to kill off the civilians that were dear to Tatsuo; Takuto, Rumi, Rise,and Yuko . 

Of course, Tohru being the sworn blood brother of the former heir of the clan... Took the fall. Only to leading up to Tatsuo being the one shield them. 

As the gun wielding henchmen was going load another round, Akira; Tohru’s son, had landed a punch before they could do anymore damage to anyone.. Only to be backed up by Tohru’s officers just in case Shido commands more of them to attack.

--

Ringing and muffled yelling and sobbing  that’s all he could hear after all that. From various people.

Tatsuo’s vision was blurry. But he could make out who was holding him. Tohru. 

“Aniki...”  

His voice was hoarse. 

“...Is everyone...Alright?” Of course, in his last moments. Tatsuo thought of other’s rather than himself. He was the one who dragged them all into this mess in the first place. He was responsible... And he wanted to take that responsibility in order to protect everyone. 

@jesterofinaba

[tangledinink]

it's the gemaversary so leo gets to go off, as a special treat.

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( next update is already available on patreon! )

[heart-of-the-morningstar]

Human Reader x Lucifer angst (heavy)

I had a really sad thought the other day and I’m sharing it all with you!

You and Lucifer are dating in the real world, you haven’t died yet; he’s the best thing that’s ever happened to you

After a while, the topic comes up of if he would still stay with you as you get older

You ask if he can “speed up the process” and take you to Hell with him

He tells you it doesn’t work like that and that he’ll love you until the end of time regardless of your appearance

A few months later you find yourself out late at night picking up a surprise gift for Lucifer

It wasn’t far from your home so you are walking back; unfortunately, it’s raining, you can’t see very well

And neither can the drunk driver

You don’t remember being hit, but you just know you’re in a lot of pain

Sirens and ambulances blaring all around you but they are fading out with every moment that passes

Lucifer finds you, pushing past everyone to get to you; he’s distraught

You tell him everything will be okay, but he shakes his head sobbing, his voice barley about a whisper

“Heaven is waiting for you…”

“W-What?…”

“I lied to you. I’m so sorry…I should have told you sooner. But…I know which souls will end up in heaven and hell. I thought…I thought if you spent enough time with me…if they knew you loved me they wouldn’t allow you there. But your soul never changed…”

“Lucifer?…”

“And I can’t even…I can’t even heal you…my powers are limited here…I thought we would have more time…”

“I’m scared…”

“You’ll be safe, that’s all that matters. I love you with all my heart…please forgive me…”

“…Love you, my Luci…”

He holds you close to his chest as you fade away

The next thing you know, you awake at the foot of the pearly gates

And all you can do is cry

[nohm94art]

Welcome to the "Parenting" Club

[frickfrackchickenstack]

My favorite thing abt having trauma is that even when i know whats coming in a show i still get too emotional and panicky even thi I KNOW THEYRE ALL ALIVE

Hi bsd 109, if pookie bear sigma dies i will commit unspeakable atrocities <3

[justanothersquidblog]

Hachi wouldn’t call it an addiction. She found no pleasure or calm in the action. No relief. No desperation. And she never smoked more than once a week. It was already foul enough to try once a month. But she supposed it was a pattern for a reason. The truth was, it was all just her chasing a constant yet distant memory at the back of her mind, listless, far, untouchable in nature and yet its sensations still stinging upon her lungs.

A memory of Them.

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Sequel to my fic Burnt Kisses and Once Rotten Gazes

[bilestat]

[straykats]

hello friends who have had wisdom teeth out im asking for advice bc google is not helping🧍🏻‍♂️🧍🏻‍♂️🧍🏻‍♂️

cw: blood ment; food/potentially disordered eating bc post-op 🫡

um so i have no SEEN a blood clot form (it has been 48hrs since surgery) but i got stitches over the area and ive had a friend in oral health say that stitches = no visible blood clot, and a cousij who said she couldnt see blood clots either but she was fine 🧍🏻‍♂️

ik im being paranoid fr and ig its just a matter of waiting to find out if i'll get dry socket (its not like i can force a blood clot to form yknow) but did anyone else not have a visible blood clot and still heal fine?

(theres the potential that its just so far back and i cant ooen my mouth wide enough to see?)

ALSO ALSO like ik soft food diet is okay but like. im so scared that even having soup touch the site and it not being cleaned out properly (seeing as i cant rinse properly or use a syringe to flush the area yet) will lead to complications 🧍🏻‍♂️ im avoiding foods that need chewing obvs but like. pumpkin soup w the fibres (idk like its still textured yknow) in it, or cháo (congee? lugaw????) or even like. oat porridge 🧍🏻‍♂️

like im getting so anxious when eating ANYTJING (literally sipping broth/nước lèo made me so stressed i almost cried) but ik i need to eat more and the pumpkin soup thing is the nest i can do but yeah it still makes me so anxious

(for context; i only had one tooth out 🧍🏻‍♂️ i know im definitely being super paranoid.)

when i was younger i did have much more complicated dental surgery (went under gen. anaesth.) and i mean i survived that without dry socket or anything, and whatever diet i was on then got me through (ngl i tjink i had like chocolate milk for a week straight, maybe sustagen/ensure as well?) but for some reason my anxiety now is WAYYYY worse 🫠🫠

[milksnake-tea]

looks at 2.3 story leaks

looks at wip

grumbling loudly oh so now i cant have sunday wake up in a hospital huh

[fictionaltrvlr]

made these for my fanfic, so sharing here too 💜

[lindonwald]

so since it’s canon that countries don’t die but do feel the pain,,,,during battle wouldn’t getting captured by the enemy be the worst thing to happen to a nation?,,,,since torture literally couldn’t end in death for them,,,

[tightjeansjavi]

If there’s one thing imma do before writing the next chapter of a fic…

is make a moodboard 😉

[imnotoverlyobsessive]

Personal, teenage-esque rant below

I am twenty-nine years old. t wasn’t until I was seven that I experienced exclusion for the first time, like my peers excluding me, basically all of them, as a group. I am coming to realize that I have spent the vast majority of my life—twenty-two years of it, to be exact—earnestly trying to be friends with people who exclude me, whether intentionally or unintentionally. In this particular case, I think it’s unintentional. But the worst part is, they did used to include me. we had a groupchat, we hung out outside of work. It was the most fun I’ve had in a long time. And now, for whatever reason, I’m being excluded again. I’ve spent over two decades being excluded by people I just wanted to be friends with. And I am so, so fucking tired of it. For once, for once in my fucking life, can I just be included, just be fucking wanted? I just want to have one experience where my presence is valued. Just one.

[fuzzyunicorn]

Have the lil Satanists reached their breaking point yet? If not read my tags below

[msftsn]

@maljefe : do you ever look up at the stars and feel like they're tiny holes in the sky, sucking out all the oxygen, and suddenly you can't breathe because you're thinking about how small you are and how meaningless it all is? bojack horseman quotes : for kazimir.

❛ i can't breathe anymore anyways. ❜ he jests, smirking a little even in the face of the agonizing existence thrust upon his shoulders as though his life was nothing but a toy to whomever was bored enough to play with it. the cyborg leans back, feels the artificial nerves flare up when the rough wood of the giant tree digs into them. here, on this cliffside long forgotten by others; one where back in the day, less than a decade ago, many people would come to spend time and picnic. at least until the tragedy of the anonymous bomb carrier happened and blew up the underground facility less than a hundred yards away. ever since, he doesn't recall ever seeing anyone here. he smiles, weirdly energetic - as though his eyes could light up.

he chuckles, for the first time since he can recall his life as kazimir brahms, feeling somewhat energetic. like he'd just awoken from a good nights rest. thinking back on it, he wonders if before life had turned out the way it did, whether or not he's ever taken loni here. it's still a beautiful place, even if it comes with the haunting memories that seem to ripple like water throughout the cracks in the ground. if he thinks about it properly, with a lot of concentration, he remembers that it would take a normal person a lot of strength to walk on such terribly ruined, uneven ground. a thought that makes him chuckle, given how easy it was for the two of them to make it up to the large tree - one with abandoned swings on lower branches - and climb up, overviewing the city from a mesmerizing angle.

the moment is tranquil, one he wishes to remember for a long time to come as he watches loni while she looks at the scenery. far more beautiful than the scenery itself, she captures his gaze even when he tries to tear his eyes away from her. but he can't help it, doesn't remember the last time he felt this awake and ... light. even loni, whose presence always easened the way he felt, couldn't have done it without ... huh, weird, he doesn't even remember what exactly helped him feel this good. he was enjoying the shewolfs company too much. he giggles a bit, raising a hand to his lips with a smile as he keeps looking at her, brows raising as he catches himself turning to her with a genuine grin, while he closes his eyes.

he is so caught up in the moment, in enjoying the womans presence that he doesn't react when she speaks up first. and it catches him off guard - to see her with such a serious expression. he glances away, suddenly uncomfortable and cold. shivering a bit even with his mechanical body as he looks up at the stars above, smile wavering as his brows lower and knit in discomfort. right ... she didn't pick up. this ... illusion in front of him couldn't do anything to help him because she wasn't real. just a figment of his wishful thinking that this time at least he finally managed to turn the tides. but

loni valadian was not here.

she was most likely still in the lobos headquarters, halfway across the country from him, grumbling about his ungrateful ass leaving her a voicemail in the dead of the night without giving her any chance to call back. at least he'd like to think that was what was happening, that he was still on her mind. not that he deserves such a privilege, not with how he's ran away time and time again. pretending, lying that he was shielding her from everything that was happening when in reality he was simply a fucking coward. his expression falters, some of that unknown yet painfully familiar sorrow revealing itself on his features.

❛ right. the call went to voicemail. and then ... i went back in the lab. ❜ he says, quiet. defeated. right, he tried calling her to get him, to help him get out of this place after making amends with his past self by finally leaving that chapter behind him. instead, after not reaching her he went back into the laboratory he'd blown up back in the day, when he had not yet been kazimir. and he fell for the trap they laid out all those years ago. and now, looking down at his body without the veil of delusion he'd tried protecting himself with, he could see the sparks of electricity trying to escape. could see inside the prosthetics to see that they would cease to function soon.

right ... he's put himself into a conversation they once had because he finally wanted to answer her, now that he no longer had to fear revealing his past because at this point it didn't matter. ❛ i never thought it was all meaningless because no matter how small the world made me, i always got to find you again. ❜ he whispers, smiling even as it weakens with every passing heartbeat. o, how he wishes he'd have been able to answer her back then without fear of revealing pieces of leighton he could never quite bury. how he wishes he could leave all that behind and simply exist as an entirely new person. except he couldn't. he never would be able to.

his voice is tired, strained when he speaks again.

❛ ... well, if it really is meaningless, can you stay with me at least?? ❜

he pleads, looking at the figment of his imagination, this ... made up loni valadian, before he slowly raises the hand he doesn't even notice is damaged beyond repair, to place onto the wood bark, right where this fake lonis hand would've been. his fingers dig into the bark as he intertwines their hand in his mind. smiling again as he leans back one more time, looking up at the stars that at separate times had made them both feel so small in this big world. if he closes his eyes he can pretend the pressure on his articial chest is actually loni resting her head against it. maybe he should. maybe he will. ❛ so ... how was your day?? ❜