#let the pain begin

[iunctura-arch]

Why... was she back here? As if the memories weren't enough, returning to the place that took everything and left her all alone wasn't something she'd thought she'd ever do.

It takes her a few minutes to stop standing in place, instead moving forward and trying to lose herself in the crowds. Nothing can do. Nothing...

"Karma-"

Her name leaves her lips when she sees her. Karma- Her friend. Friend...?

"Uh, hey, Karma! Long time no see, it's been a couple months!" Wait, wait-- no that wasn't right! How did she address people again? "Aaah, Akagi-san, sorry, I forgot myself for a second!"

@bxd-kxrma // you get pain

[mystreraes]

hearing her dad come home finally gave amity the motivation to move from the comfort of her bed. walking tentatively down the hallway of their home, it was like all the energy had been drained from her body. her chest had been aching non stop since her text conversation with ley had finally come to an end and she knew what it meant. that she wasn't the girl isley was choosing. it hurt, so fucking much. this is why she wasn't this kind of girl, she didn't want to feel this kind of heart ache -- it didn't feel worth it.

amity found her way to where her dad spent all his time; his stoner den. she needed that comfort, the safety that she felt when her dad held onto her, telling her it would be okay. even when it definitely didn't feel that way. puffy eyed and tears staining down along the porcelain skin of her cheeks, she knocked softly before opening the door. "d-dad?" her voice broke through the silence as she started to close the distance. making her way over to the person who was always safety net. "daddy--" a loud sob fell from her lips as she finally felt her arms move around his waist and her face collided with his mid-section. she didn't even know what to say, all she could do was just cry into her fathers arms.

@jem-writes

[sapphiredhearts-a]

@wylmn | closed starter

the early afternoon air was brisk through the window - causing a chill to course through the room . eddie himself could barely feel it & had sweat beading on his tanned skin as he dropped to the floor for the fourth time - falling into a roll that ended with him springing back to his feet brandishing his seraph blade at an imaginary foe .

satisfied that he had done the move as smoothly as possible , the blonde pocketed the blade before wiping the back of his hand across his forehead . blinking into the light he realized how late it had become & felt his stomach grumble . when he had woke it had still been dark but he had felt he couldn't continue to sleep . he had dreamt of mason again . they had been too young to be out the night that he was killed & for the millionth time eddie had found himself pacing his room wondering how the situation could have been different . the feeling always dragged him to the training room & hours would fly by in what felt like seconds as he pushed his body to the limit .

the fire that fueled him had basically burned out and he meandered down to the kitchen - prepared to filter through whatever they had to hopefully make a sandwich & then maybe jog along the beach to cool down . he was stopped in his tracks as he rounded the corner , though , by the sight of a certain messy haired blonde standing with her back to him .

he is frozen for a minute - halfway out of anticipation, halfway out of admiration . he knows their interactions are heated at the best of times but he can't help but watch her before she notices him there - she is so unguarded and ... beautiful in a natural state like this . it lasts only a few seconds at most ( he knows he doesn't have much time - shadowhunters are trained to feel someone lurking ) but he treasures it just the same .

finally, he clears his throat . ' sorry - I didn't know anyone else would be in here . '

[cealyy]

It’s the first day so I tried experimenting

[speakofcompersion]

[livingfandomly]

Since the last episode ended, has “family Luke, you promised” been reverberating in your head over and over again or are you normal?

[unspokenstydia]

✰ ON THE BRIGHT SIDE, GOT THE WRONG INSIDES. ✰

THEO RAEKEN: THE KINTSUGI KID “Real pain is emotional pain. That is the kind of pain that lasts.” 

[ask--star]

[enden-k]

You’re cursed prince Kaveh wearing mourning flowers in his hair is so,,,, so,,,, so,,,,,

Like. He’s always displaying how much time he has left. Constantly. It almost feels like a Warning for those around him to not get attached.

yes 💔

[hopeswriting]

[Gifs description slightly expanded upon alt text: gifs of Amelia Pond and the Eleventh Doctor, from the TV show Doctor Who (2005). They’re in a baby’s room, with Amy being heavily pregnant.

She kneels next to Rory's ashes, slightly rocking herself, looking up at the Doctor. She says, "Save him. You save everyone, you always do. It's what you do."

"Not always," the Doctor says, standing and fidgeting with his fingers. A close-up on Amy's face shows her tearful eyes and the tear tracks on her cheeks. Her slight hopeful smile disappears, her face turning cold. "I'm sorry," the Doctor says, looking down, and the close-up on his face shows his regretful expression.

Amy turns scornful and accusing as his words sink in. She leans forwards, saying, "Then what... is the point of you?"

The Doctor looks down again, staying silent.

The camera goes back to a wide shot of Amy, showing her tenderly grasping onto Rory's ashes. The camera still does a close-up on the Doctor’s face, showing him mouth something as he makes to move forwards and closer to Amy, but hesitates to do so. /End GD]

This is the dream. Definitely this one. Now, if we die here, we wake up, yeah? (in bold) Unless we just die. (in plain text) Either way, this is my only chance of seeing him again. This is the dream. (in bold) How do you know? (in plain text) Because if this is real life, I don’t want it (”it” is italicized). I don’t want it.

[themthistles]

something about the way guilt is portrayed in beyond evil. guilt as a state, guilt as a place you're condemned to. 'i will go to hell' 'life is hell' 'you shouldn't even set foot in that hell' but it's not really the hell we think of, not in the traditional sense. hell is where you're supposed to be sent to suffer and repent forever but all of them go there willingly. (that's why han kihwan will never end up there as juwon wants because he feels no remorse over his actions) they choose to stay and let it scorch the life out of them until all that's left is someone hollow and brittle, real person buried beneath the surface in a grave they themselves dug. in that way it's not lee changjin or the water that killed nam sangbae. it's guilt. that's what doomed him in the end. that hell of his own making he never managed to escape. and as he drowned, he probably thought he deserved that too. jeongje's still there until the end but so much of him died long ago. he's a ghost haunting himself. he tells juwon 'if you don't get out quickly, every breath, every moment of your life becomes a nightmare' if you stay that hell alone long enough, that's what happens. at a certain point you can't wake up anymore. you forget how to leave

[athousandbyeol]

where have you been? i went to get aye back to class. i didn't want him to miss another test. why? what's the matter? nothing. i just came to see you. i'm afraid aye might talk you into joining that gang. oh, that. let's get back to class. alright, let's go.

[starfleetwitch]

[forafcrtnight]

EVER SINCE HE HAD BROUGHT WILL HERE? HE HADN'T WANTED TO LEAVE HIS SIDE, BUT.. IT WASN'T THAT SIMPLE, WAS IT? no. he was forced to be moving around, mopping the floors and being as far away from patients as possible, while telling himself that this was just temporary. he was going to take it all back and then? he was going to make his father and all of the others pay for what they had done. still, every night? he stopped by will's bedside and he just.. sat with him. sat with him until it was morning and talked and talked and.. no, he didn't know if he could hear him but it just made him FEEL better. when he saw him open his eyes, thought? he forgot that he wasn't meant to be a doctor anymore and he moved forward, hands moving to will's shoulders. "will? william? CAN YOU HEAR ME? OPEN YOUR EYES. YOU'RE OKAY." letting out a sigh of relief that he didn't even know that he had been holding? maybe. maybe. @demongemz

[clerichs-xi]

tender as a bruise, sharper than a razor wrap her tentacles around me like she'll never let me go

klaus' backstory arc just ended heho and it was revealed he used to be the lover of the goddess of storms and pirates... she had basically kidnapped him and imprisoned him into murder and piracy for 20 years and needless to say it greatly damaged him on every level <3 its okay he's been able to be normal for once since the start of the campaign thanks to the party aka his new found family

get urself a surrogate middle-aged father who can speedrun a forbidden romance in one minute and then immediately go to confront the darkest version/a corrupted version of himself, as well as his toxic lover as she tortures him -w-)b

details and just the lines hehe

[starlightwayfinder]

Just thinking…

My dream Xehanort storyline would be him connecting his heart with some of the people he’s hurt, in the same style of Sora and Roxas connecting in KH3D:

(This moment of them holding hands and reliving Roxas’ memories.)

Maybe it would begin with Sora himself, since they both have this power…