#hhhhhhhhh [sobs]

[caleb-crow]

It's our boy, Lisa.

[wooluuna]

is that a baby zag, than, and meg with cerberus??? WHERE WAS THIS PORTRAIT IN THE FIRST GAME??? I NEED IT

[killuaisaprincess]

❤️💙🍳❤️💙

[me-thal]

Zuza belongs to @soupedepates , Pelagia Klara Cernunnos Mi'Arach and Jakub to @corneille-but-not-the-author and Hanko to @noa-de-cajou (all only mentionned, and warning for some heavy angst lol)

I'm the last one.

It's a weird thing to think, when I've had children, and met people who should have been able to leave at least a little longer than me. But I'm the one still here, sitting on the roots of a tree I saw sprouting centuries ago. What was once a city I defended to protect the people I'll forever call my family is now the World Tree.

The cards are not helping me a lot, as they are. The ten of stars is telling me about transformation, regenration, taking some time. But the eight of crown and the Pest are talking about the worst, about being stuck and being at the end.

But the Pest allows me to see Zuza's face, on it. I wish I had been able to tell her more, her who, like the card says to do, kept coming back, kept being stronger.

I look up to the night sky. I almost can't see it, but it's not a bad thing. As much as I owe Star, I'm glad that right now I am allowed to be alone. I know Cernunnos and my sister understand, from where they are in the Tree.

I pull three more cards, leave the ones from before in front of me. The as of crown tells me about financial stability, about security, when i've left the troupe i've helped to create so long ago. The knight of shards is telling me about love and romantism, when all my loves are deep below the earth and hopefully where they finally get the rest from what our lives made us do. Finally, as if to mock me, the two of crown tell me of regrets and instability.

Have I made a mistake, all those years ago ? I didn't know the consequences of using the dagger's powers, allowing Jan's last gift to keep me alive far longer than any elf should.

I feel a breath, next to me, and turn almost expecting Mi'Arach to be here. I miss her, when she's technically alive and well. Like I miss our sister and her wife - Klara became my sister too after so many years. I miss the travelling homes, being able to switch which bed to use when we wanted to. I miss Pelagia and her snark, the glint in her eyes she gained after the years. I miss Sigi, her quiet support and understanding smiles. I miss my children, all of them, who died before me.

I try not to cry, as I lay three more cards. I sob, when the ten of scepters reveals itself to me. The card of New beginnings but also of emotionnal pain. I sniffle at the arrogant face of the knight of stars, telling me of my own and the violence I'm all too aware I'm capable of. But its king makes me break, as it tells me of my selfishness.

I miss them, and yet it is because I made a promise I can't join them yet.

The weight of the crown and the scepter are heavy, in my bag. I never dared to put the first on my head and the second is still cracked. The earring and tarot are always on me, I could never let them go.

I'm the last one. And for as long as this promise is unkept I'll stay alive, for the man who trusted a young elf who was cut from his people.

I clean up the cards, look at the two that almost fall to the ground. The Dancer and the God in the Stars are facing my eyes, two of the people I've loved dearly. I smile, my eyes red. I leave a kiss on each card, faces I almost forget until they find me again.

I'm the last one, and one day I won't be again.

[untildeathwemaynotpart]

why am i doubting his love towards me? how could he ever get tired of me? he tells me i'm his, after all.. why would i ever doubt him..? why? there's no reason at all, he loves me, doesn't he? he loves me so much, he can't even go on a day without thinking of me, can't he? it's not like he's pretending and i just happen to be one of some stupid bet they played, right? he's not pretending, he loves me, of course!

[king-cotton-candy]

I'm very claustrophobic

[skyward-floored]

A very tiny kitty blep

TINY KITTY BLEP!!!!!!!

[wonderxshows]

no. i shant say. hold it in yves

[characteroulette]

A study on prosecutors -- (previous) (next)

A detour into our swift samurai sword swiping silently sideways.

Oh, Kazuma. What can I say about Kazuma…?

Our grief is a person and that person is Kazuma. All our forward momentum is driven by our belief and love in our deceased friend. We've mourned him. We've based our resolve on him. And now he's back from the dead and declaring us his enemy.

It truly is painful. Everything about Kazuma was designed for us to like him, for us to feel as much affection for him as Ryuunosuke does. He was designed for us to love him and for his loss to hit us as hard as it does both Susato and Ryuunosuke. Their love for Kazuma is baked into the entirety of the first game.

And then he comes back from the dead. And his depiction is truly that of a dead man walking.

Ryuunosuke and Susato profess to hardly recognising him. His drive has become desperate, like that of a wild animal instead of the calculated hotheadedness they knew him for before. He's driven by his desire for revenge, for his desire to cut down Barok at all costs.

He would kill a man to meet his goal. He nearly did kill a man to reach his goal.

He's lost everything despite regaining the most important parts. He's lost his memories, his sense of self, his home, and his family. We call out to him, but he shuts us out. He can't allow us back in, not when the only thing left in him is this burning vengeance eating him alive.

He has nothing left but hunger. He's starving, he's making rash decisions and lashing out at every turn. At the very chance of enacting his revenge upon his perceived enemy, he grabs onto it and salivates at the chance to dig his teeth in, to finally fill this void left inside his person.

And yet he remains empty. We block every one of his slashes, we dig out the one piece of evidence he left behind in his near destruction of himself, and we prove to him that his wild swinging is bringing nothing but ruin upon his head. His attempts at revenge are purposely misguided by the one pulling all the strings. It's a long fought battle, but we find a way to prove to him that his ire should be directed elsewhere instead of at Barok.

I can see why some might think him stupid for falling to this level. I can see why his recklessness, his rash and wild strikes would come off as stupid, as ridiculous in the face of all logic.

But grief and ghosts have no logic they're beholden to. Grief by its very definition has no basis in logic. It's all emotional.

Kazuma is all emotion. He's been so from the beginning. It's only now we're getting to see just how ruled in emotion he is, at how dark and desperately it swirls throughout his whole person.

Perhaps he could have broken the chains dragging him down into damnation. Perhaps he had a chance at denying his ruin, at destroying that sword hanging over his neck.

But we couldn't do anything. Neither could he. And so it has come to this.

Our paths must diverge from here on out. We cannot reconcile the person we are to the person he is now that we've both grown past our beginnings. Ryuunosuke is determined to continue on this path of the defender and Kazuma has accepted the prosecution's colours he now wears. We make our promises, we'll forever be bound to one another by these threads in our hearts, but we cannot exist together for much longer. We have to go our separate ways down different paths as partners, no matter how our hearts ache.

I understand my experience is not everyone else's experience. Especially with how deeply this man gripped me, with how closely I stood to Ryuunosuke's heart.

But I feel so much for this character who is grief in every form it can take. I feel so much for this man who defines so much behind our motivations throughout this game.

[unragazzovero]

I DON'T WANNA FIGHT ROMEO, Y'ALL

[sh1-n0bu]

hhhhhhhhh

no no no you guys just don’t get it. irl i’m fucking small, okay? like i’m 163cm. 5’3 or however that would turn out to be. and you guys need to understand that being that small and having an s/o who’s an absolute giant compared tk you (bonus points if they’re in a position of power and commanding) and yet to have your powerful s/o become nothing more than a pathetic whining, whimpering mess who’s just begging for your touch while on their knees with tears welling in their eyes *bangs head against wall bangs head against wall bagns head against wall*

imagine being the lover of jing yuan. he’s a powerful man, a literal general of an entire army and yet the moment he sees you, he’s tugging on your sleeve, pouting as he asks for you to touch him. he’s been such a good boy and holding himself back for you, please help him out? he can get you your favorite snacks! or do you need shoulder massages? jing yuan is running around like an errand boy, trying to please you jusg so he can feel your hand tightly wrapped around his cock.

imagine being the lover of blade. he’s a scary guy. quiet, reserved, cruel and most definitely won’t hesitate to resort to murder if he wants something. or simply if he felt like it. imagine him crawling on your lap with loud whines and soft whimpers, grinding his hard on on your thigh. you always tell him to learn how to use his words but bladie just never seems to get it. maybe you should edge him again until he learns his lesson?

imagine being the lover of gepard landau. he’s the captain of the silvermane guards. the most trusted man and silvermane guard in the entirety of belebog. the people adore him and his subordinates look up to him, wanting to be strong and reliable just like their captain. if only they knew their captain was wearing a hidden collar underneath his high collared undershirt. one that said just who he would kneel to.

imagine being the lover of sampo. he’s a cheeky guy. lies and manipulation tactics ready up his sleeve. he knows how to weasel his way out of every dirty situation. but he would never lie to you. never you. not when you made it clear on just how rough you can be in the bedroom after finding out he lied about not tricking one of the astral express crew. but sometimes, sampo wants to lie again and have you know of it just so he can be put in impossible positions while he sobs and drools deliriously.

imagine being the lover of imbibitor lunae. he is the high elder of vidyadhara, the most respected individual amongst his own race. he’s elegant, divine, ethereal, calm and collected. a person of authority and power. if only the people knew just good you wreck him with only just your fingers. how his tail would curl around you asking for more while he sobs for you to be gentle. he’s always so sensitive in his vidyadhara form. just tug on his tail or guide his head to between your legs by his horns, he would become a mindless, pliant baby in no time.

imagine being the lover of welt. he’s a calm and serious man of the astral express crew. often being their guidance and pillar to lean on when things get a bit too much. heck, sometimes he even acts like a tired dad (that “maaarrrcchhhh” scene in xianzhou quest). hell, he was even formerly the second herrscher of reason, a being that’s literally able to bend the physics of reality itself. and yet he would do anything just so he can feel you around him. he wouldn’t hesitate to try and please you so he can be inside your warm walls, moaning and trembling as you ride him.

imagine being the lover of kafka. she’s a scary woman, no doubt. just a single whisper and you would be nothing more than her cute little puppet. and yet she uses her powers for more… different reasons when with you. ordering you to fuck her cunt, finger her open in the dark alleyway, to let her sit on your face so she can ride herself into overstimulation. kafka loves when you’re in control. especially when wringing orgasm after orgasm from her shaking body.

imagine being the lover of himeko. she’s the one who rebuilt the astral express, a respected and well known genius of a beautiful lady. anyone would be lucky to meet her. but the only luck himeko wants is to feel your fingers inside her. how she would give everything just so she can hear you whisper all sorts of vile things in her ear as you pinch her clit, telling her to keep quiet so she won’t wake up the others.

in conclusion, reverse size kink my beloved🥰🥰

[casualshrimp-but-undertale]

redraw of a houseki no kuni page. because. Something something about nightmare looking back at his innocence he once had.

⭒˗ˏˋ𓆩 ✩ 𓆪ˎˊ˗⭒

nightmare belong to jokublog

page under the cut but. don’t look if you haven’t read houseki no kuni please. don’t spoil yourself. (it’s very late spoilers.)

hhhhhhhhh hhhhh hey guys who has read it. how are you feeling. (sobbing and crying personally. *thumbs up*)

[kingyo7273]

HHHHHHHHH FINALLY I FINISHED WAAAAH IM SO HAPYYYYYYY

SIR, THEY'RE IN LOVE!!!

This is based on a video i feel in love so hard, its my fave one now and used it for this 2

Sob

https://www.instagram.com/reel/C9pb9ecOUD2/?igsh=cWVuY2k4cHVqdDI2

[discountlittlebro]

"You're stinking up the whole fucking house, what the fuck has got you so upset? This is ridiculo-." The house smells of distressed omega and big finally had enough. He figured the dumbass stubbed his toe and was just wallowing in it.

But he shoves his baby bro's bedroom door open and does not like what he sees. His nest is destroyed, pieces thrown all across the room, and there's his little baby, curled up in the corner, sobbing into his arms.

"I want names." And once he gets them, he's turning and rushing out of the house.

When Big Brother returns a few hours later, he presses a brand new stuffie in Little Brother's arms with a soft coo. "Come to my room for the night. My nest looks like shit. You wanna fix it up while I shower?"

Big Brother would always take care of his baby. That's his baby.

-🐾

N E S T I N G!!!!!!

I love Omegaverse bc ofc knots and ruts and heats but also!!! Being able to smell emotions??? Ughhh yeah

AND NESTING!! Nesting is so normalized and I fucking love it bc I actually nest!! I make nests with blankets, and pillows, and stuffies and it always get taken apart bc I live with assholes BUTTTT reading Omegaverse stuff and it being normalized and protected and hhhhh nests are the best. They’re so comfy and full of comfort items and comforting scents and omegas stealing their alphas stuff to add to their nests yeah yeah yeah!!! It’s my favorite part of Omegaverse I love nesting I love nests omegas building nests for their alphas hhhhhhhhh I’m rambling aisndksns sorry I got excited I love nests

Also this was so good if I didn’t say that I got lost in my ramble this was really cute 10/10 loved this

[urnmbr1fan]

If inanimate insanity ends, expect me to disappear a shrivel up into a ball and start SOBBJNGGG

MY ENTIREEE PURPOSEHFHSHHHRHSGDUAHAAAAAAAAA

NOT GIGGLING!!!

Rather I sob on the floor, pathetically.

AAAHHHHHHHHHHSGSGFGGSGDGSDHHDHCHXHHHHHHH ADAM WHENNI CATCH YOU.

WHEN.

WHHHENNNNN I CATCH YOU.

ADAM COUNT YOUR DDAYS!!1!1!1??2?1?

😁😁😁😁😁😁😁😁😁😁😁😁😁😁

HHHHHHHHH

SLEEP WITH ONE EYE OPEN

Gun in HAND

LOCK YOUR DOORS

AND WINDOWS

Adam I HOPE YOU HAVE SECURITY

/j

.

Srs man sobbing!!!!

[ang3lv3rm1n]

MY HEART NY FEELINGS MY ETHAN FUCK SOBBING RN AND ROSE VISITS HIS GRAVE ON HIS BIRTHDAY HHHHHHHHH KILL ME RESIDENTS WHY YOU SO EVIL MY HEART CANT TAKE THIS.