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saphixsaph · 9 months
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His own worst enemy
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enamizumafu · 2 months
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i want to say something angsty but idk bro also i need better pencils
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0multifandomweirdo0 · 5 months
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I couldn't sleep, so my mind went back to a fanfic I never finished, but I remember Rayla being on something like a council to decide if her ghosting would be canceled or not...
And I don't know if you've noticed, but I love angst , so
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So I thought and created ways to hurt myself the most;
What if Rayla went to court regarding her banishment, only for the Silvergrove Council of Elders to decide that she deserved the same punishment she should have received on the spot that night; death
I hate myself so much.
Of course, I did not sleep at all after that thought
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meoemeowkk · 1 year
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the prophecy
The child not embraced by the village, will burn it down to feel its warmth. -@little-box-of-autism
tw; not proof read, grammar??
The village was on fire as a human stood in the middle, marvelling and gawking at the flames like they were waves. Sometimes they were higher than others, sometimes they were lower. He never really understood the human desire to burn, to destroy if being more precise.
Some screams were heard, some were crying. And here he could feel the warmth he had always longed for.
He let out a sigh, he finally felt the warmth he had always longed for. He could hear the distinct screaming of his name. He did not care about it, he ignored it.
"Spider!" A voice screamed, it was all too familiar and he grinned. Well aware, knowing whose voice it was.
The child not embraced by the village, will burn it down to feel its warmth.
That was a prophecy of Omaticaya. It was announced when Lo'ak was born. The time when he was barely a child, heck, was he even a child?
He never understood what those words meant, but now he did. He knew they meaning of those dam well.
"Spider!" The voice screamed again, louder this time.
He turned his back and a smile fluttered on his face. It was who he expected it to be. Lo'ak.
He was out of breath, panting and gasping for the precious air that he needed to survive. The home tree had been burnt again.
"We-we have to go-" He could barely made sense of what Lo'ak had uttered but he understood.
"No we don't." He hummed back, taking in the magnificent view in front of him, the awe struck gaze which lingered as he watched even more trees burn. Oh dear, he is feeling giddy now.
"What do you mean?" Now, Spider knew clearly that Lo'ak knew it was Spider who started this-
Chaos.
But he chose to refuse it. How, naive. "I won't go." He replied to him, almost as if it was obvious.
"You have to bro-"
"Lo'ak," Spider stated coldly, "till what time are you about to pretend that we both know it was I who had started the fire?"
To be frank he was starting to get annoyed with all this. With this conversation in particular.
He expected a remark from Lo'ak but was greeted with silence. "Why?" It was a bare whisper. He would have almost missed it if he did not pay attention.
"Never mind that. We will discuss all this when he get to father and mother, they will tell your punish-"
"I won't go Lo'ak. How many times will I tell you that?" Spider inquired, all he wanted was to stay in the forest.
"You have to!" Lo'ak raised his voice, it was not a scream but it was high pitched almost like a snarl.
"Oh, please, I have no interest in all that." Now, Lo'ak was usually a calm person (or so he described him to be) but his temper was boiling at this rate.
"You have to live-" At this point his voice was trembling, it was an emotion Spider could not decipher as to what it was.
"Says who?"
"Spider! I beg you to come with me, please. I will make sure that-"
And Spider could not help but roll his eyes. Lo'ak never stood up for him so what will he do now. The flames were getting even more hotter. It almost felt like he had descended into madness...or maybe he had always been this mad.
"Look at the view," Spider sang, "two friends fighting! Isn't it amazing?" He asked a dead audience.
"Please-"
He spun around to face him, a small sad smile on his face. "I have always been lonely Lo'ak," his voice was rather of sorrow and desperation of a child who wanted nothing but love, "and that's why I burnt down the whole village, to feel it's warmth." He finished and took a deep sigh.
"The love I always wanted, but oh how will you know that? You had always got what you wanted well not that much but still you got enough. While me? I did not have anything. So, tell me brother dearest, how am I supposed to not descend into madness?" He asked.
"You were never-" Lo'ak wanted to protest but knew that it did not have any meaning.
"I am just a stray cat, brother. Nothing, but a stray cat."
He did not bother letting him speak as he gently took his brother's hand in his as he showed him a spot. It had less fire compared to the rest of the forest. There was some greenery, some forest, something which was not burnt. It was for escaping. "Run," he said to Lo'ak gently. "run away, from here, save yourself and others from me."
...because the Spider is not only dangerous to himself but others too.
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the-overanalyst · 6 months
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it's always so fascinating and heartbreaking when a character in a story is simultaneously idolized and abused. a chosen prophet destined for martyrdom. a child prodigy forced to grow up too fast. a powerful warrior raised as nothing but a weapon. there's just something so uniquely messed up about singing someone's praises whilst destroying them.
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bebx · 7 months
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reblog if you’ve read fanfictions that are more professional, better written than some actual novels. I’m trying to see something
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feeling called out today
credit: _ADWills
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mcntsee · 12 days
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The real barbie is Y/n.
Y/n’s a doctor, a cop, a scientist, an agent, vet, hero, villain, astronaut, lawyer, spy, criminal, artist, chef, engineer, psychologist, architect, journalist, firefighter, event planner, mechanic, photographer, musician, actor, interior designer, bartender, fashion designer, barista, florist, forensic scientist, flight attendant, profiler, tour guide, translator, etc.
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ato-dato · 9 months
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Piss off!!! Thanks!!!!!!!!!! :)))))
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greykolla-art · 2 months
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My blog has become infested with angst goblins, and they must be fed with some hypothetical scenarios!🙏💚
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juiche · 4 months
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a moment of peace before the whole world shatters 😇
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asjeontrw · 4 months
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Credits to @UQUOOZZ on Twitter
@asjeontrw
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maccreadysbaby · 8 months
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things people do after having a nightmare that isn’t crying
struggle to catch their breath
grab onto whatever’s close enough to ground themselves in reality
become nauseous / vomit
shake uncontrollably
sweat buckets
get a headache
things people do to combat having nightmares if they occur commonly
sleep near other people so they can hear the idle sounds of them completing tasks
move to a different sleeping spot than where they had the nightmare
leave tvs / radios / phones on with noise
just not sleep (if you want to go the insomnia route)
sleep during the day in bright rooms
things people with insomnia do
first, obviously, their ability to remember things and their coordination will go out the window
its likely they’ll become irritable or overly emotional
their body will start to ache, shake, and weaken
hallucinate if it’s been long enough
it becomes incredibly easy for them to get sick (and they probably will)
add your own in reblogs/comments!
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0multifandomweirdo0 · 7 months
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I just cried for a while realizing that since elves live for over a century Callum will die before Rayla and she will have to live without him
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candaru · 6 months
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no no. you don't get it. the reason I injure my blorbos until they can't walk is because that's the only way they'll ever let someone else carry them. the reason I curse them to be sick and feverish is so that they'll finally open up about their emotions while delirious. the reason I force them to overexert themselves to the point of exhaustion is so that when they pass out they can finally rest.
I'm doing this for their own good.
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laurasimonsdaughter · 10 months
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Came back wrong this, came back monstrous that
What if they came back loving? What if they came back in love. What if the necromancy worked and you cheated death and it's everything you've ever wanted, but now they love you in a way they never did before and you cannot know if that is because they finally know the lengths you are willing to go for them, or because something in this deathless magic bound their soul to yours to guide them home and it left them no. choice.
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