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#but grief is always grief and grieving people are grieving people so maybe we arent as different as i think
transphilza · 2 years
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tis missin techno hours it seems
#cw grief#vent in tags#man i started watching breakin bad for the first time recently w my gf and like great show#but boy was i not prepared for all the cancer stuff. we had to stop watching one night because of how hard it was for me to watch#its just so hard to think about him going through that. like obviously#thats why the dedication by the sfa still hurts to even think about#and thinking about it all it makes sense to me why he never told us how bad it really was#i was. already so so worried about him all the time especially those last few months#even though he never gave us any reason to believe it was getting worse or anythin like that#so i cant imagine how badly id have been worrying if id known the extent of it all back then#and im grateful in a way for it. cause it gave me the chance during that last year we had him to really just love and appreciate#i just watched and rewatched vods and videos and i was so happy and so grateful to have him around.. im still grateful. cause hes not gone#i think he wanted it to be like that? i think he didnt want anyone mourning him before he left#dunno im just missing him and thinking of him as i often do. its just one of those Its All Painfully Real Lol moments#i sometimes have legitimate fleeting thoughts where im like. so. im gonna wake up tomorrow and someones gonna have created a cure for death#and hes gonna be back right. or like. for half a second my brain goes Cool so when does he come back?#its real strange#i think about his friends and family alot i find myself wondering if it hurts so bad for me then how are they even getting by?#but grief is always grief and grieving people are grieving people so maybe we arent as different as i think#yknow#whenever theres a meetup or something like that theres always this awful ache. this ringing in my ears#and it says. like. christ this is hard to type out.#it says ‘techno never got to do this’… or ‘sbi never got to do this’…#and its not a sentiment of jealousy or anger or even envy…. just grief#it’s just pure pure grief it’s just loss and it makes the whole world feel hollow#but i suppose that’s just the world without him.? everything echoes louder than it should#it seriously makes me feel sick when i think about that. augh. last hope we all had for an sbi meetup at vidcon#and how phil said they asked but techno. said he wouldnt make it that long basically. i think about that too much#i wont ever remember that vidcon as anything but the last few days of bliss before we found out#gonna rewatch some of his videos and sleep now. hearing his voice always makes me smile ❤️ goodnight
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acaciapines · 2 days
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Please tell us abt the parallels :o
YEAH OKAY SO!!!!
in this au (and as i write ralsei in my canon always lol) the biggest thing that puts pressure on ralsei's life is the prophecy--it says a human, a monster, and a prince from the dark, and because it is a prophecy, and it is fate, is HAS to be true, and ralsei, as a darkner, a group of people who literally exist below the lightners, is charged with bringing this prophecy into fruition. she has spent her entire life ALONE, with nothing but this prophecy for comfort, saying that one day, ONE DAY, she'll get through this and she'll have friends. but yknow, that weighs on a person! its heavy and terrible and she has contorted herself to fit what fate tells her she must be.
and then for noelle, the big thing putting pressure on her? her dead siblings (dess and kris. kris isnt technically her sibling but yknow for ease of language thats what i use. also we know they arent dead but noelle and the rest dont). with their deaths means noelle is now the baby of the family, a family that is shaped by this great gaping grief noelle cannot comprehend, because when dess and kris died she was young enough she barely remembers them beyond like, maybe half-formed memories but she isnt sure if those are real or just what people have told her. shes expected to be grieving her dead siblings but really she just sort of. hates them a little bit. for going off and dying and now her mom and toriel are super overprotective of her, and she knows its her fault asriel never left to go to college and hasnt even left hometown, and its just. its rough.
so both noelle and ralsei have these Huge things that have defined their lives that neither of them want, but. too bad! WHICH LEADS TO EVEN MORE PARALLELS. slash foils lol.
because when it comes to the prophecy? noelle isnt supposed to be in it!!! while this au is sort of a roleswap in that noelle takes kris's place its not a roleswap in Any Other Way, which means, yeah, the prophecy is still supposed to be a human. and noelle, uh, isnt that! but she goes around and helps close dark worlds and is part of the delta warriors anyways, which is, for ralsei, this like, really scary point.
cause ralsei? adores noelle!! thats her best friend!!! ralsei doesnt know if she has a crush on noelle or wants to be noelle! noelle just does what she WANTS. she bucks against the pressures her family puts on her. she dives into the dark despite the fact that this world was never made for her. shes TRANS. shes a GIRL, and she can just DO THAT, and ralsei looks at her, and just. wants. in every sense of the word.
because noelle has all these things put on her like ralsei does--but noelle gets to slip out of them. noelle gets to be a person.
and ralsei, non-person, darkner: she doesnt.
she never will.
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Pairing: Alpha x Reader
Warnings: angst, reader is kind of undercover, reader is married to Alpha, Alpha is referred to as Lisa and mention of murder/death
Summary: Judith wonders why the reader isn't celebrating Alpha's death
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“(Y/N)?” Judith’s voice startles you out of your thoughts, and you pull your gaze from the stars above to the child who sits down next to you. “Mom made lemonade. She sent me out here to see why you arent inside. We’re celebrating. The wars over!” The enthusiasm in her voice makes you smile slightly, though you still dont move from your spot on the grass. “Are you ok?”
“I will be.” You look up to the stars again, a lone tear finding it’s way down your cheek, splashing onto your hand. “I just need to be alone.” No. You need something you’ll never have again. You need the smell of earth, and nature, and strong arms wrapped around you, and a gentle southern drawl humming in your ear. 
When the head of your lover was dropped at Michonne’s feet you had fought back a scream of terror, and grief. Lydia had glanced your way, finding you through the crowd and sliding her hand in yours. She knew. She was grieving too, grieving a mother she loved, but had never gotten along with, mainly due to Lisa’s bipolar disorder, regulated just fine before the apocalypse, but without the availability of medicine, had caused her to go off the rails. You had loved her still, through everything, become hers in every sense of the word. Lydia even saw you as somewhat as a mother, turning to you for comfort once you joined the pack. 
You had first met Lisa before there was a pack, back when it was just her and Lydia. You had saved her  daughter from walkers, and been injured, though thankfully not bit or scratched, in the process, and Lisa had allowed you to stay with them, taking care of you, until you were fully better. Youd fallen for each other, so subtly it seemed to have always been the case. You were her world, and she was yours. You and you alone got to see her soft side.
You'd ended up with the Alexandrians one winter when you and the pack were migrating to warmer climates. You were crossing the river and the ice broke, but you dared not shout for Lisa because she was surrounded by the undead. Your eyes had met hers in a look of horror as you had gone under the water, believing that to be the last time you’d ever see her beautiful eyes.
You had been over joyed when Daryl had brought in Lydia. You acted as if you didnt know her, but it was one of the hardest things to do. You listened in when Henry questioned her, and were elated when it seemed like your beloved was still alive. You were on the guard tower when she came, and her eyes met yours, filling with relief and love. You snuck off to her camp every chance you had.
You were part of this group now, and Lisa asked you to stay, to take care of Lydia, though you wanted nothing more to return to your wife, to sleep under the stars with her again. 
Nothing could have prepared you for this moment, Nothing. Your heart is shattered, and it will never be whole again.
“I’m just wishing my wife could be here.” You finally whisper. Judith looks at you, her expression far too wise for a child her age.
“I didn’t know you were married.” You had practically raised this kid, and you know she wonders why you never told her about your wife. “What was she like?”
“Her name was Lisa.” You say softly. “She had golden hair and the bluest eyes you ever saw. She could sing like the angels, and when she sang, the birds stopped to listen. We met during all of this, at the start. And we were separated when I fell under the ice, and met you guys.”
“What happened to her?” Judith asks, resting her head in your lap, and you begin to absentmindedly braid her hair, the same as you’d done for Lydia all those years ago. 
“She died. Killed.” A sob threatens to escape, and you fight it back, focusing on the two bright blue stars between the trees.
“By a bad guy?” Judith asks innocently, staring up at you with a sad expression, 
“No.” You sigh finally. “By someone who thought he was doing right,  because Lisa had done something really bad. She’d hurt a lot of people, and he was just...trying to fix that.”
“Oh.” You sigh in relief as you hear Michonne call out for Judith, and watch her bound away into the house, leaving you alone under the night sky.
“I love you, you know. I never stopped. I never will stop. I need you Lisa. I need you to make everything ok, again. I keep thinking Im going to go down to the river, and you’ll be there, but I know you arent. Please, if...if you can, somehow, give me a sign that you’re ok, and maybe, that you love me too?” It may be your imagination, but those two stars are shining brighter than they were before.
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Written by @thankyoualexkingston-blog 💕
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fredheads · 6 years
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Headcanons about what would have happened if Archie moved to Chicago? I can see Archie being so confused by city life.
hold onto your titties because you are about to go on the ride of your life. this just violently jarred me back into the time my friend emily and i spent hours fleshing out an au where archie moved to chicago and died. so... here it is, in as much detail as i can remember. 
before i get into it here’s what i actually think would happen in a big city: archie gets lost all the time, is terrified of pigeons, and answers phone calls from fred as the sausage king of chicago. but for the death and disaster look under the cut. your question was so innocent im sorry. 
so firstly this takes place in s1 after fred and archie have a huge fight about fred not taking in jughead or something. archie yells at him that he wishes he had moved to chicago with mary after all (which naturally cuts fred like a knife to the heart) and then he runs away to pickens park and makes a wish in the fountain that none of this had ever happened and he had moved away 2 years ago with his mom. 
obviously, the fountain is magic and grants his wish. aye, here’s the rub: in this universe, archie boarded a bus to chicago to move there after the divorce and his bus was hit by an orinoco truck, killing him (and him alone - all the other passengers survived) instantly. did we learn nothing from stephen king people? your creepy small town will not let you leave. dont even try it. 
so archies dead. but archie from our universe has crossed into the universe where he’s dead, and the riverdale he sees.... is not one he recognizes. dun dun dun... 
here’s what riverdale’s like without archie: 
tldr: if archie dies on the way to chicago it sets into motion an elaborate series of events that rely on one another and eventually create a dark paralell riverdale which archie is forced to visit and has to bear the burden of knowing it exists after he returns to his own timeline. im borrowing heavily from archie comics canon with this scenario. 
i’ll get this out of the way first. theres no nice way to say this, im sorry. fred tries to stick it out, he really does. he makes it about three months in which he’s unrecognizable to himself, in which his life is all grief. then he sits in his garage for a little too long with the motor running. his note to mary says little more than “im going to be with him. im sorry.” his note to fp... i wont get into that. alice, neighbourhood watch captain, finds his body. starts cpr too late. theres a joint headstone that says FRED AND ARCHIE ANDREWS. 
oh fred sells the house also. vegas runs away. 
gladys still leaves and jughead still runs away because fps drinking problem is now obviously even worse. only now jughead has nowhere to go when another construction company tears down the drive-in. 
jughead's messed up emotionally after losing his best friend and everything at home. he and betty fight after the funeral and arent on speaking terms. hes very angry and bitter. 
hermione never moves back to riverdale because she cant face it after fred dies. veronica stays in new york. 
alice doesnt have fred to be the yin to her yang and regulate her parenting so shes stricter and more closed off than ever. betty is grieving 24/7. maybe alice even sends betty away to live w her aunt. 
reggie is rougher, coarser, angrier. all the bulldogs are. especially after: 
this is a full on archie comics reference (and also some samplings of sweet valley twins lmfao) but fred in the future was supposed to save moose's life at some point but now that hes not around to do it, moose dies. dilton and midge are both heartbroken. 
kevin doesnt have archie or betty to stick up for him and the football team (all traumatized by archies death and living marginally shitter existences without fred andrews in them) are making his life hell. hes still open about his sexuality but the climate is a lot worse. he deals with it by being really aggressive and flamboyant and always clamouring for a fight until everyones convinced hes asking for the harassment he gets. none of the closeted rhs students feel safe to come out, least of all cheryl. 
speaking of cheryl veronica toni and archie arent there to treat her like a real person in sophmore year so shes a tyrannical ice queen with no remorse but she doesnt even enjoy it 
sheriff keller is under a ton of stress dealing with his son and also having to deal with freds death personally messed him up a bit. hes throwing himself into his work all the time and doesnt make time to be a good dad. 
gr*ndy hurts other kids and never gets caught
weatherbee retires and is replaced by tightass military drill sergeant principal howitzer. rhs cuts funding to the arts, to guidance counselors and to pretty much everything good. no ones allowed to bring a same sex date to prom. 
business sucks at the choklit shop so pop has to sell. 
did i mention vegas runs away? 
eventually sabrina or evelyn evernever or someone moves into archies old house and threatens cheryls prom queen status so she and jason go full billy and chris at rhs prom and play a carrie style prank on her and it ends with the whole town burning to the ground. cool. 
anyway obviously archie wishes to take his wish back and everything is fine but heres a long unnecessary depressing answer you didnt need. i realize this makes it sound like everything in riverdale hinges on fred andrews’ life but like... thats my brand and also am i wrong 
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