#dark past

[tsuyugiri240331]

椎名もも (本名:岩﨑果歩)

生年月日:1997年08月06日

出身地:東京都

慶応大学 文学部 社会学科卒

現NHKアナウンサー (anchorworman)

#椎名もも #momo shina #shiina momo #岩﨑果歩 #グラビアアイドル #グラドル #水着グラビア #水着女子 #コスプレ #japanese idol #gravure idol #bikini model #ビキニ水着 #nhk #アナウンサー #anchorworman #announcer #Kaho Iwasaki #dark past #elite #leading university #慶応大学 #ジュニアアイドル #水着姿 #ビキニ女子 #cosplay #Japan broadcasting corporation #nationai broadcasting #skeleton in the closet #グラビア画像

[fanfictiondramione]

Empty words, piece of love I let go of your hand

Your absence echoes, you know Share with me this pain of longing

Saudade has no translation

Cala My chest that calls, calls Sara The pain that scratches me It snatches peace from me

(Penhasco 2 by Luísa Sonza and Demi Lovato)

If they all died, what would be left? The pain that scratches and tears away peace. Draco consoles Hermione, Manacled scenario. I love this art, how it screams.

#fanart dramione #dramione #dramione fanfiction #artists #artists on tumblr #music #dark past #hermione granger #draco malfoy #draco and hermione #draco x hermione #books and literature #Penhasco 2 #luisa sonza #demi lovato #Sobreviventes #Survivors #manacled #fanfic

[echelorn]

hey man if a delinquent can use a rock, brother qiu can use his wrench 

#19 days #19 days update #brother qiu #old xian #19天 #19 days spoilers #he tian #mo guan shan #little mo #tianshan #dark past

[whump-blog]

Prompt 46

The team of heroes is having a meeting with Supervillain to negotiate the lives of some hostages. Villain, the newest member of the team, refuses to go, but Hero insists that he should go, saying that Villain knows Supervillain better and with him there they have a better chance of a successful negotiation.

Trembling and sweating Villain shows up at the meeting; all seems to be going well at first, but when Supervillain spots him she smiles cruelly and changes the subject of conversation revealing lurid details about Villain's past.

#whump #prompt 46 #villain whump #villain whumpee #hero team #heros #heros team #supervillain whumper #supervillain #villain #hero #hero and villain #dark past #past reveal #whumpee #whumper #team whump #male whumpee #female whumper

[lanadelreyandghostfan]

#aesthetic #history #medusa #dark magic #dark aesthetic #dark green #snake #revenge #cursed #powerful woman #gods and monsters #ancient greece #mithology #injustice #dark past

[dougielombax]

No country can refuse to face up to its failings and/or the ugly parts of its history.

To do so is to promote ignorance and revisionist thinking.

And doing so allows in turn for the creation of extremely dangerous movements and ideologies.

Which cannot be allowed to persist.

To do so invites tyranny and fascism. All for the sake of preserving pseudohistorical bullshit and fawning idolatry.

Atrocities in the service of lies, myths, half-truths and bullshit.

Bullshit and jingoistic narratives serving as beacons for a deluded clique of vulgar elitist morons and vainglorious idiots (bullies, warlords, demagogues, oligarchs, vulgar populists, and so on) what fancy themselves akin to heroes.

(Which they aren’t.)

Anyone who thinks otherwise is a liability and/or a dangerous idiot. At the very least.

And in turn should NOT be allowed to influence the study of history and/or the discourse surrounding of. (I’d even go further and have the fuckers kept FAR away from any sort of platform)

At the least.

End it.

Starting now.

Starting yesterday!

(This behaviour in turn is one reason I study history, to bring an end to this crap)

Refusal to do so is one factor (among MANY others) that can lead to the beginning of the death of a nation.

#dougie rambles #personal stuff #vent post #political crap #history #countries #historical revisionism #revisionism #dirty little secrets #cover up #ignorance #dark past #failings #anti intellectualism #idiocy #brainrot #discourse #anti revisionism #leftism #ireland #turkey #usa #israel #palestine #and others #narratives #fawning idolatry #lies #myths #bullshit

[nunezs-stuff]

Marinette

Alternative fashion and accessories

She's the type of person that have different types of clothes

She likes to make her own clothes from both anime and video games and

You know those Texas sweaters with the grandma stitching yeah she has those

Some emo fashion absolutely she has those

Handmade earrings from drifted earrings lots of hair ties and clips that she either makes or finds or buys

The types of tank tops that look like they're from the '80s you know those type of braids with designs on them yep she has those she has quite a bit of corsets chokers and handbags for some reason she has two top hats and

She has a couple of them from hand shops

Handmade clothes inspired after anime

She has a lot of them

Chance of variety of shoes that she takes care of from boots to Flats from Mary Janes

Types of thigh highs with ruffles on them definitely she's mostly seen in skirts or shorts although she has more dresses than skirts

She actually has a government phone

So it's pretty easy to use in her opinion

Her kin

And the playlist she made

#soundcloud #youtube #spotify #yandere oc #where did my memories go #storytelling #is this the start of a new friendship #miraculous remake #dark past

[winniewings]

Her name is Sarah : Part 9 (Bucky Barnes)

Pairings : Bucky Barnes x original female character

Warnings : Past rape, protagonist was sexual abuse victim, past abuse, scars, blood .

Summary : Who could say that a normal night walk would change Bucky Barnes life forever, when he finds a distressed woman with blood stained clothes seated next to a New York’s street dust bin , holding her naked newborn baby in her arms staring at the blue eyed man with her vulnareble hazel eyes.

Part 9 (Part 8)

"No… night is not here yet... It's too soon for that... normally, we have three meals a day, breakfast, lunch and dinner. In between... when someone's hungry, you can have some snacks... but... why?... didn't you eat three times?" Bucky explained patiently and asked a question that later he believed to be a rather useless one.

"No… no... I got one meal a day and that too, if I …" the woman replied to Bucky, but gulped the condition she was about to share down her throat in horror and shame mixed with disgust.

"I'm not hungry, thank you" The woman suddenly changed her tone from friendly to a cold one.

"Why ?... You need to take care of yourself. You have to eat, you are a nursing mother. If you won't eat, then how will your baby get the nutrients he needs for his proper development?" Bucky sternly declared, blocking the lady's way as she tried to move.

"But I said I'm not hungry, I don't want to eat. What will you do? Force me?" The lady challenged in great horror, tears clouding her eyes .

"No, no, not at all, I will never force you... don't take me wrong... I was just trying to reason with you…" Bucky softened his tone immediately, scared that the lady misunderstood his intentions, " look...I won't let you skip your meals. He was the one who starved you... I won't. I can't, you have a baby, you need to be continuously eating" Bucky added, staring into the lady's pain driven eyes.

"How could you eat once a day when you were pregnant? And that too if … if what?" Wanda asked heartbroken, emphasizing the last word of her question, feeling the pain of this woman who was being fed such a scarce amount of food even while carrying a child in her womb, "that's just criminal".

The woman's heart sank into the depths of her sorrow when she heard the comment, feeling helpless yet blaming herself for something she didn't do. Feeling the guilt of malnourishing her child …specially on those days when she had refused to give in to the abuser's additional demands, lowering her eyes to the ground as she felt utterly miserable.

"Even the doctors said that you and your baby are underfed . The nutritionist has written a whole page of indications on what you should eat in order to overcome it and to be fit enough to feed your child. Hungry or not... you have to eat... for your son's sake " Bucky insisted ,giving a piece of his mind to the stubborn woman, who began to melt when the blue eyed man mentioned her son.

"Come, I've made chicken and mushroom soup. I am sure you will like it" Buck insisted, softly bringing his face a couple of inches closer to the lady.

"Alright, give me 5 minutes, I'll come. But... I can't leave my son here till I eat ?"

"Don't worry, I'll bring your food here."

After the three friends had lunch, Wanda and Natasha left Bucky's place. Even though awkwardly, both strangers went through dinner in a rather separate way after he brought her the food... making way for an even more awkward night.

The brunet had already arranged his blanket and pillow on the sofa in the hall, and was currently staring at the ceiling resting his back on the furniture unable to catch a string of sleep at this time of night. Same was happening to the nameless woman, who was gently tapping her son to sleep amidst this velvety first night in the stranger’s house. Even after her son had caught slumber, she continued to tap him, however her eyes were glued to the wooden cupboard of the man. Sadly, despite being given the heavy medicines in hospital, slumber wasn't coming to her… at all. So she thought of taking a tour of this room where she will be staying.

Slowly, she brought herself to her feet and walked over to a framed sketch that caught her attention. When she was standing right in front of it, she could distinguish two women in them. It was Bucky's mother and his sister Rebecca's sketch, that he had drawn because he had no picture of them. As a result, he had sketched it and framed it so he could hang it on the wall . Upon seeing it, an involuntary smile crept into the corners of the lady's lips. But it vanished as soon as a question began bothering her again, as she had tried to dismiss it before... but she realized it was the main culprit that kept her awake at this time of the day. After hesitating for some seconds, she thought of opening the door and seeing if the sergeant was still awake.

Soundlessly, she pushed the door open, and saw that the brunet was indeed sitting on the couch with his head down low, staring at his entwined fingers. Glad to see the man awake, she approached the stranger staring at his back, which was facing her.

“Why?” The woman asked, surprising Bucky and forcing him to roll his head to see who was standing right behind the sofa while he was seated there.

Immediately, he stood up and walked over to the lady, standing in front of her, wearing a puzzled expression on his face.

“What why?” Bucky then wanted to know.

“Why are you letting me stay here? Why did you bring me to your home? What do you want from me in return for this favor?”

“ I want nothing from you…absolutely nothing” He replied, calmly to the doubtful woman.

“ You paid my medical bills, provided me with a shelter, you gave me the only room in your house, choosing to sleep on the sofa. And you think I won't doubt your intentions?”

“ I won't prevent you from doubting me, I understand what you are going through... but I will let the time speak for itself . Then only you will see for yourself that I have no bad intentions”

“But... how...?” the lady insisted, her brow furrowing in deep distress for wanting to know the truth.

“Let 's say... I... I am redeeming whatever I've done in my past” Bucky confessed, not knowing what words to use to state the reasons, as somewhere deep in his heart even he did not know exactly why he had brought her here…the only thing he was sure of was that he couldn't bear this woman being sent to a NGO, that too with a newborn child…away from him. After speaking these words, the blue eyed man chose to walk back towards his couch and took a seat there, rubbing his face with his flesh hand.

“Redeeming...? What have you done?” The woman asked, slightly scared but in fact… unsure of whether she wanted to know the answer or not...whether she wanted to stay or not?

Notes:

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[invisibilicose]

His inner child

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[lily-drake]

Stars

Only day of Jasonette July I’m doing

It was a clear night, well as clear as a night could be in Gotham.  Only a few stars were able to peek out from the grime and gloom of the city, and what a shame that this night was being wasted.  Marinette took another swig from her bottle of wine as she waited on the curb for her ride to show up.  It had been a crappy past couple of days, and while she knew what she was doing, even in her intoxicated state, was stupid, she just could not bring herself to care.  The roar of a motor and soon after the kill of the engine sounded to her left.  She didn’t even glance at the person who had dismounted said bike as she already knew who it was.  

“Pix, what the h*?!  It’s like 4 O’clock in the morning!”

Marientte simply took another swing of the bottle disappointed when there was only a little bit left and now completely gone.  She could feel Jason’s gaze boring into her and slowly she tilted her head to face him.  She hadn’t noticed before how nicely the lights would reflect in his turquoise eyes.  It reminded her of the stars in the sky, the ones that she was never allowed to see due to the city lights even while she was in Paris.  Jason’s eyes were so different from his.  Marinette attempted to take another swig from the bottle at the mere memory of the past few days' events but frowned when nothing came out. Jason let out a small sigh as he crouched down and carefully took the bottle out of her grip.

“What’s wrong Marinette?”

Jason asked, concern lacing his tone.  He had seen her on bad days, but he had never seen her get this bad.  Marinette shook her head, lowering it into her palms.  Goodness she was a mess.

“Look, you woke me up before the sun came up, and this ride ain’t free.  Your fair is why your currently intoxicated on the curb near East End of all places.”

Marinette shook her head again, trying to get the image out of her head.  He had found her.  She had tried so hard to get away from it all, it had been three years now since she left and there wasn’t a hint anyone had gotten a whiff of her.  Now they know, he knows.  He found her and everything she did and built up is OVER!

“Marinette you need to breathe!  Come on Pix, I’ve got you.  Shhhh, hey, it’ll be alright.”

Marientte could hear the steady Ba-dump ba-dump of a heart against her ear and began to subconsciously match her breathing to the sound as the feeling of a warm jacket around her shoulders began to pull her back to reality.

“Hey, it’s okay Pix.  You’re doing so good.  Just keep breathing, I’ve got you.”

Marinette let herself fully slump against the older man, soul deep exhaustion pulling heavily against her body.  There was the sound of a bottle being kicked and Marinette quickly sat up, high alert.  Only reason she didn’t hit Jason’s face being that he had an extremely fast reaction time.  Marinette searched for dark green slitted eyes in all of the shadows that surrounded the two.  He had already seen her, recognized her, he had left flowers on her-no, she wasn’t going to think about that now.  She couldn’t, but what if he was watching her even now?!  Jason looked around in the dark, his guard high, but there was nothing.  When she looked up to check the roofs and saw nothing she looked back at the sky, the smog was covering the sky again, there was nothing to look at anymore.  

“Hey, why don’t we take you home?”

Marinette flinched at that.  She couldn’t go back to her apartment, he could be waiting for her.  Memories of what had happened in Paris flashed through her eyes and she began to shake.  Not again, not again, not again!

“It’s okay, we don’t have to.  You can come stay at mine.  There should still be some of your clothes there from your last visit, and I don’t mind lending you some if you need it.”

That sounded good.  Jason had always protected her before.  He had never done or forced her to do anything she wasn’t comfortable with.  He was here after all.  She was drunk off her a* and he hadn’t made a single move on her.  He would have.

“I don’t want to go back.”

Was all she muttered as she burrowed further against Jason’s chest.  Going back meant she would be–that something bad would happen.

“Alright, I’ll take you back to my apartment.  Everything will be okay.”

And with that Jason carefully stood up letting Marinette wrap her legs around his waist as he walked the short distance back to his bike.

“Can you hold onto the handle bars?”

Marinette gave a small nod and let him help her onto the bike before he sat right behind her.  Marinette gripped the handle bars, relishing in how safe she felt as Jason’s arms nearly encircled her as he too grabbed the handle bars.  She leaned back against his chest slightly and stared at his face as they drove at high speeds through Gotham back to Jason’s personal apartment.  As she gazed at him she watched at the city lights continuously reflected in his eyes creating new universes with every corner taken.  She was so mesmerized by his star-like eyes she hadn’t even realized that they had come to a stop.

“You doin’ okay Pix?  Your cheeks seem a little pinker than usual.”

Marinette shook her head slightly to rid her mind of all of her stupid thoughts, but it was a bad idea as it simply made her world more dizzy which made her blush even more out of embarrassment.  She let Jason escort her up the flights of stairs and let herself finally relax once they entered the modest flat.  She was safe for now, at least that’s what she wanted to believe.  For now, she would relish this starry night and the gentleness Jason showed only her as he made sure that she was comfortable while she recovered from her …outing.  Slowly she shut her eyes as the feeling of a warm blanket surrounded her and leaned into the gentle kiss placed upon her temple.

“I’ll wait till ready Mare.  Just remember that I’ll always be there for you.”

Marinette smiled at the words and let herself fall into a gentle slumber where she dreamed of a turquoise galaxy with orbs of bright light surrounding it.

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[rewandemontay]

A new fandom to write for, for a movie I haven't rewatched for forever and a character I've realized is my favorite. Enjoy my take on Robecca Steam.

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[fanfictiondramione]

My past has tasted bitter for years now So I wield an iron fist Grace is just weakness, or so I've been told I've been cold, I've been merciless

But the blood on my hands scares me to death Maybe I'm waking up today

I'll be good, I'll be good

For all of the light that I shout out For all of the innocent things that I doubt For all of the bruises I've caused and the tears For all of the things that I've done all these years, no Yeah, for all the sparks that I stomped out For all of the perfect things that I doubt

I'll be good, I'll be good

(I’ll be good by Jaymes Young)

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[revengeofreaper32]

Enjoy this, to remember @piraticusdorm!

They inspired me to join tumblr in the first place, I regret my actions I did in the past. They blocked me because of basic human decency, which I don’t understand. I was kind of obsessed with them and they are a hero of mine, a true star 🌟. I wish I never did those things, I don’t know what I’m going to do anymore. I am sorry. Please accept this apology! :(

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[marune2]

Cry of the shadow (extra) hurt full past

Big TRIGER warning in more ways read the # ⚠️ abuse of children and abuse of Mann ⚠️

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As Johan and Heinrich were children at the age of six year’s old

We see Faustus how he did laying the children too sleep in the bed and give them a good night kiss on there head

As he go out coughing as he hear food steps and then see we a woman whit black hear in front of Faustus

Faustus alarmed but try too hide it : do you need help my love???

Woman: shut you mouth you useless bis€“say she glaring at him

Faustus: plz not on the front door of the child room plz you did promise not get the children in this…“say he scared

Woman: I don’t care this are you problem „as she say this hid she Faustus in the face and pulls him on the hair down Faustus did try not too make a sound but cry silence as good he cane

Woman: you are so useless at least you looks pretty but nothing more „say she and kiss him the on the neck but pulls him down he did cry not to do it sielend

After a wile lie’s he just on the ground whit ripper clothes and bruises and unable too move and she looks just proud of her work

Woman: so I go just make the house clear

Faustus: y-yes my Love „say he whit a crying voice

But then get’s the door up and Heinrich standing there

Heinrich: Papa??? Are you ok? What make mom there???

Then stare the mother at Heinrich and Faustus know what will happen

Mother: you useless bis€ can’t even take care of the simplest things say she and look’s pisst

Heinrich get’s crying as the Johan show’s up too and is scared

Then go’s she fast too the child Faustus try too hold her

Johan: we have a out come don’t toush my children!!!!“scream he but she kick Faustus in face away like nothing and go’s too the scared children and kick the Heinrich against a wall Johan did scream Faustus did scream

Heinrich don’t know what going he did try too breathe and did cry

Mother: you are as useless as you father you piss of dirt you will die anyway

Johan: don’t go away from Heinrich plz!!!“ scream he and try too run in front of Heinrich but she slap him in the face and did take him and trow him against Heinrich both did scream

But the Fell she big pain as she did looks what happened did she see Faustus wo stab her whit a knife before she can react did he stab again and the again and again so long as she falls too the ground and did stop moving

Johan did cry lout Heinrich whas unconscious Faustus did take he’s children crying and cuddling whit them on the wall crying

Whit he’s last power he did have did he call help on a phone

Faustus on a phone: h-help the children are hurt plz help“this is the last thing he did remember

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Faustus did wake up in he’s hospital bed it’s whas a nightmare just a nightmare mate

He did breathing heavy then did. give somebody him water

Grimm: nightmare again my dear Faust are you ok???

Faustus:I’m fine thanks my dear…….

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[justcallmeanobsessor]

-An unexpected obsession-

This is just a dabble of something that I may or may not extend on.

Trigger Warning: implied abuse, start of obsessive behavior, a bit yandere

All I can remember was that I was running, running as fast as I could, to get away from them. I can still feel the way my lungs burned as I struggled to get a breath in through the heavy rain and my quickening movements. My knees starting to give out from exhaustion but the memory of their faces taunting my every move, dragging me back to that hell they called home, It kept me moving forward knowing the pain I would receive if I stopped would be so much worse than the what I feel in my tired legs.

The day had started out like any other would in the midst of spring, gloomy, with gray clouds stretching out for miles like an endless sea of water, blocking out the rays of glistening sunlight, leading me to be more weary than I already have been for the past few weeks. It was raining harder than ever, as I rapidly moved my heaving legs to the bus stop a few blocks away from where I came from. The water from the puddles soaked through my shoes numbing my toes with its frigid temperatures, my hair stuck to my face obstructing my view, along with my already drowsy state pulling down my eyelids like shutters to a window, I guess that's what led me to this situation.

I could barely see past my soaked hair and the downpour of rain, that when someone else appeared in front of me I was too slow to stop from crashing into their back with such a force that I immediately bounced back with a groan, falling with the impact of it. Even though I was falling I did not hit the ground, I then realized the said person caught me by my sleeve like it was nothing, as if I was but a mere weight of a feather compared to their strength that they held me with, but yet their hold on me was as gentle as you would hold a flower petal.

She was gorgeous, like nothing i've seen before, her hair was dark red and cut into a short wavy bob that framed her face perfectly, she was tall and regal like a goddess of sorts, and held herself with such confidence and an air of calmness that I immediately felt at ease and admired her for everything she was though I new she was someone I could never even begin to compare to.

“Are you ok darling?” She spoke with such ease it made me swoon more than I already was. Darling, she called ME darling. That is all I could think of, such a loving word usually reserved for those you care for and here she is calling me, a stranger with no real interesting aspects, darling.

“Uh, yes i'm alright, thank you for catching me” I flashed an awkward smile at her while inside I hoped she would stay or give me her name so that I just might have a chance of finding her again and maybe just a little for the sake of knowing such a perfect person by name. Honestly, I wouldn't really have the confidence to talk to her. Especially when it seems so easy for her while I struggle to even say ‘hi’, though deep down I fantasize about how effortless a conversation with this angle might be, if only I could say something more.

In return she smiled back with closed lips, with her smile reaching every part of her face in a bright glow, wrinkling the corner of her eyes, emerald gems that shone with an emotion I could not uncover but it was not sad or happy but almost curious. But that is absurd, there is no reason for her to be feeling those things, to be interested in such a heinous person as me.

After our small exchange of grins we parted our ways with a kind goodbye and a wave of our hands, no exchange of names or ways to contact the other again but maybe just maybe this might not be the last time we meet.

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