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#im drowning in emotions rn
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haha just kidding, nothing is free!
100 bucks. fork it over.
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gayvampyr · 10 months
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onlyhuis · 2 months
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his eyes are sooo sparkly i could actually cry he is literally the prettiest man in the whole entire universe. the universe itself lives in his eyes
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moeblob · 2 years
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A Felix smile! That lasts all of until someone else enters the room.
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sadiiomane10 · 8 months
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fabulouslygaybean · 1 year
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just went thru the wildest range of emotions ive felt in a long time
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piplupod · 1 year
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#suicide tw#down here dont look dhfjdldl don't open the more tags or whatever it is#i just need to yell it somewhere sorry dhfjdl i will not be doing anything do not worry#i just need to put it into the void somewhere and unfortunately this is maybe the best place i have for it#i think this needs one more tag so that it won't show up fhfkdl idk i cant remember#anyways. wouldn't it be hilarious (lie) if i offed myself tonight before midnight lmfao#I cannot fucking keep doing this and ppl are so kind to me but im just rly unwell and there is no way out#i hate how easy it is to kill myself fhjfdl like the only thing standing btwn me and being dead is... me#like i could just fucking do it rn if i so pleased and then I'd be done and god that sounds like such a relief rn#i wish humans were harder to kill bc this is so frustrating to have such a thin sheet btwn me and suicide#i cant keep doing this fjfkfl im going to drown soon and i cannot get help for anything#i cant keep up w school and i cant fail it bc then i will be in trouble but god if it wasn't for the trouble I'd get in i would just let it#all slide at this point bc i am just in so much emotional mental etc pain#everything hurts fucking constantly and i cant get rid of it and im just carrying this constantly#im so incredibly tired of it all#i have no life to live even outside of the abuser's home. theres no space for me anywhere#im tired sorry I'll live bc i don't want to hurt ppl so don't worry abt me doing anything abt this#but im just. idk what to do anymore
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herogardn · 1 year
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@detonizing said: [ 😱 ] does your muse have any specific fears? where did those fears come from? [ 🤝 ] how does your muse approach intimacy? are they hesitant, or do they like it? what types of intimacy do they like and dislike? (ex. physical intimacy, emotional intimacy, etc.) @Whirl!
prompts i’d like to receive,  part I   /   accepting
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BOY HOWDY DOES HE !  the obvious one of course is water and drowning,  that’s a big one.  he’s also afraid of failure and said failures resulting in the deaths of Anyone but ESPECIALLY those he considers a friend or is close to  (  can’t imagine why /s /lh  ) ,  but he’s also very afraid of just.  not being good enough.  i mentioned it before but i’ve thought abt whirl Internally developing impostor syndrome bc of him being So Far Behind everyone n just Not being able to do what other sonic’s can and ultimately Fucking Up.  big ol existential crisis kinda shit he’d rather Not think about,  thank u.  of course the only Known ones to everyone else are just the water + drowning.
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i think whirl’s pretty okay with intimacy !  he’s pretty accepting of it in all forms from friends,  but most certainly not from strangers or people he just doesn’t like.  he’s kinda intimate himself ?  tho he tends to keep it limited.  i can’t see him really doing anything other than like  .......  arm around the shoulders or just a fist bump.  real small stuff.  tell him you don’t like bein touched or anythin ?  no prob at all !  i think the more comfortable he is with someone n knows how comfortable They are with that sort of thing might determine just how he can be.
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81folklore · 9 months
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heaven - OP81 - part 2
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pairings: oscar piastri x private!secret!reader (fc: gracie abrams)
summary: a very sweet softlaunch ends pretty quickly
authors notes: first of all a huge thank you to everyone who has liked, reblogged and taken the time to read my works it means so much to me and im so so grateful!! next, this is something i made at 1am so please bear with me😭. i am working on the lando and charles stories i PROMISE but i want them to be special and i currently have zero thoughts about where to take them so it might be a while🫣 also i almost finished this when tumblr DELETED IT?? i want to cry😁 ALSO i started this at like 1am and i cant be asked to do tweets rn so insta smau it is
part 1 part 3 masterlist
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ahahah i love the beach and my friends
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yourfriend2: dont be fooled she called me crying after the fourth photo bcs she lost 5 games of uno in a row
yourusername: i called you in confidence and this is how you repay me??
user6: its fine we know how emotional uno can get😁
yourusername: ??
user7: im so single hahahahhaa (im dying inside)
user10: is it confirmed that this is oscar?
user9: im not being funny but oscar doesnt even follow her so i think yous are just reaching
user10: …they have the same dog??
yourfriend6: might aswell post his face at this point
yourusername: leave me aloneeee im having fun!!
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second part of the season incoming 😁👊 (after a very competitive round of uno)
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user7: ready to see you up on the podium🧡
user10: uno you say?
user3: right could they be more obvious😭
yourusername: its race week babyyy
*liked by oscarpiastri*
user17: literally what is happening why are all of the grid softlaunching😭
user8: and why does it always end in the hardest of launches
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yourfriend2: 😭😭
yourusername: i am sick and tired i just want to POST him but softlaunches are so fun😔
yourfriend2: its really fun when everyone already knows?
yourusername: no but we are in too deep now☹️
user6: god you guys are insufferable
user23: JUST POST THE CUTE COUPLE PHOTOS ALREADY
user23: i lied please dont im so single it hurts
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the world through my eyes☀️
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oscarpiastri: i love you sososo much
oscarpiastri: my favorite person in the entire world
yourusername: ur literally my sunshine🫶
yourfriend1: god you make me SICK
yourusername: ..okay😁 oscarpiastri i love youuu🤭
landonorris: i hate people in love (you guys are very cute)
user10: THE NOTE OH
user18: THE HARDEST OF LAUNCHES HAPPENED
user7: he is her world oh my lord
user63: and the fact that hes her sunshine too😭😭
user63: literally crying myself to sleep
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my happiness
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yourusername: teheehee thats me🤭
yourusername: i LOVE YOUUU
yourusername: i didnt know you took photos of me like this☹️
oscarpiastri: of course your my favorite🧡
yourusername: oh could you get any cuter🫠
yourfriend4: thought you should know yn is currently jumping up and down and giggling while looking at this
user23: I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU NOT TO POST THESE?? I CANT HANDLE THIS??
user8: god really saw me sad and said ‘heres the happiest and best couple, wallow more’
user16: YOU GUYS ARE LITERALLY THE CUTEST?? THE NOTES?? THE POSTS??
user1: i cant stand people in love (i want to cry and drown in my tears)
yourusername: oh my god im so obsessed with you
oscarpiastri: i loooove youuu
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yourusername: ahhhhh im so☹️
yourusername: osc☹️☹️ur literally the cutest thing to exist
yourusername: my boys🫶🫶
yoursusername: im so in love with you sunshine☀️
oscarpiastri: love you, thank you for showing me happiness🤍
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erikatsu · 9 months
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even when i'm not with you — blade
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cw: gn!reader. hurt/some comfort(?). heavily implied depressive episode (reader). i am 100% projecting, idc. reader has hair long enough to play with. unedited. probably ooc blade.
note: i wasn't gonna post this, but i think we can all use the reminder that its okay to not be okay. aka i feel as if im bearing my soul rn LMAO.
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BLADE is not a man of many words. he didn't enjoy meaningless small talk or even elaborate conversation. he simply preferred silence, unless you were the one doing the talking. and just as much, he hated it when you were silent. when you weren't going on about your newest interest or current hobbies, he knew something was wrong.
it wasn't like you to not greet him when he got back to hq, to not smile at him when he'd kiss the top of your head in response. silver wolf had mentioned you didn't seem to be your usual self, but he didn't realize how bad it was until he walked into the room you both shared. at first he thought you were sleeping, possibly due to the assignment you and silver wolf had been assigned to with sam while he was on the xianzhou. but when he sat down and leaned in to kiss your cheek, he realized you were awake and that you were just... staring at the wall.
he was worried before, and now he was also filled with guilt. it was not new to him, as you had your bad days– just like he did. he just hated he wasn't around to help you before it progressed into this. blade frowned, kicking off his shoes before laying down beside you. he pulled you into him, tucking you into his chest and holding you tight.
your lower lip quivered at his embrace, your eyes closing upon feeling the burning of tears that were threatening to spill. and as soon as he whispered, "it's okay, i'm here now", you couldn't hold them back. they fell down your cheeks, leaving glistening trails along your skin before they dripped onto his shirt.
at least you weren't numb yet.
you tried to reign in your emotions, but unfortunately he could tell by the way you were breathing that you were crying. he shushed you, pressing his lips against your hair before he played with the ends, "it's okay, let it out. don't keep it in."
but you didn't want to. you were sick of this feeling, and you were sick of getting into your own head. you had no reason to be this sad, or to feel sorry for yourself. yet... that thought could not break the chains that were tied around your ankles– keeping you shackled and nearly drowning within the depths of your own mind. no matter how hard you tried to claw at them, to break them free, you couldn't and that left you feeling even more trapped than when this had first started.
and you didn't even know when it started– that nagging feeling of worthlessness that had spiraled into the mess you were now. you'd pushed it away for so long and now it was coming back to bite you. your sense of time was skewed, your memory was getting weak, and your judgment was beginning to cloud. if something was not right in front of you, it did not exist and that could lead to mishaps just like what happened on the last mission you had been tasked with.
you'd been benched– elio believing that it was what was best until you got better– and that was what sent you over the edge.
you felt like a failure, and that you always would be one. you thought that the others were disappointed in you, when they were only concerned for your well being. that sinking feeling of not being good enough quickly turned into your heart dropping to your belly, completely breaking what little hope you had left. you had let them down, you were so mad at yourself, and you felt so guilty.
alone, all these thoughts bubbled up with your bottled emotions until they finally boiled over and took the lid with it.
you didn't even know how long you'd been holed up in bed. sam was constantly checking in on you, making sure you were taking care of yourself despite how adamant you were that you were fine, that you didn't need a babysitter, and that you could take care of your fucking self. but you couldn't, and that was the reality of it. if not for sam, blade would've been getting you into the shower while he made you something to eat as soon as he got back.
blade. you tried to hide your face against his chest, muffling a choked sob and a jagged inhale. you didn't deserve what little love he had left to give. didn't deserve to be held like this, to hear him humming a soft tune or feel his finger tips lightly tracing over your skin– much like you did with him when the mara flared up if kafka wasn't around. he deserved so much more than someone who was so... broken. he shouldn't have to comfort you when he had it much worse, but he would argue that demons were demons regardless of how they presented themselves.
he deserved someone who could make him feel more whole.
"im sorry," you tried to apologize, finally finding your voice. you hated being so vulnerable, so weak. you couldn't but to feel pathetic, crying over nothing like a child.
you went to sit up, causing him to follow suit. he caught you by the chin, gently turning you towards him so he could wipe away your tears. he shook his head, "don't apologize."
"but–"
he rubbed his thumb along your cheek, even though there was nothing more to wipe away, "there's no need to apologize for this, ever. we all have our own battles, but this does not mean you're losing yours. i will always be here to help, even if i'm not in person. i won't let you go through this alone."
you closed your eyes, more tears escaping before you finally nodded and wrapped your arms around his neck, resting your head on his shoulder. he squeezed you back just as tightly, murmuring in your ear, "always, sweetheart. in this life and the next."
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sparring-spirals · 2 years
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(im extremely caffeinated rn this might not make sense, lets go)
With recent events, absolutely amped for Bell's Hells to become a full manifestation of the concept "horrific force of nature".
Between Orym, and Fearne and now Laudna, plants that grow and sprout and die around them, all the pretty bits of nature as well as the horrifying aspects of it. Waking up with flowers grown over and into you. Branches outstretched like fingertips, roots that can ground and choke. Vines that move on their own and wrap around your neck like a noose. Poisons and toxins growing around you. Out of you. Exquisite. Fantastic.
With Imogen, a storm, raging, crackling, bearing down, rain that could either save you or flood you. The sky turning a deep, deep red, cloud cover and nature gone silent in the face of something awful. Lightning and wind that can tear everything to pieces, that drown out everything else, set things aflame and rip them apart. Sexy. Unparalleled.
With Chetney, a wolf, howling in the distance, bloodlust that crawls in your veins, rage that is bestial and also very, very natural. A wild look in someone's eyes, glint of sharp teeth in the dark, predator and prey and jackrabbitting hearts. Visceral. Passionate.
With Ashton- Time, space, gravity, literal forces of nature, slowling and warping and bending around you. Your limbs inexorably heavy, your feet no longer planted on the same patch of ground, everything going too fast or too slow. Laws of the universe, the things keeping it anchored- all bending around you to swallow you whole. Right before a big ole stone cracks your head open. Horrifying. Inexplicable. (cool as hell).
And even with F.C.G: Something manmade, a pure technological advancement, metal and magic fused. Except: everything about them, their purpose, their kindness- wrapped up in human emotions, feelings and passion. Vulnerabilities too. Insecurities, weaknesses, patterns of mistakes made by all living minds. There is nothing more natural. Nothing more inescapable. Mortifying. Awesome as fuck.
Bell's Hells! Forces of nature! By some broad definition. With all of the inherent horror and menace that term implies. Bell's Hells as a spooky, otherworldly troupe, except everything about them is the worst bits of this world come to life. hell yes.
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kazmura-archived · 1 year
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shared earbuds
‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ heeseung x fem, 0.3k, est relationship fluff
› bambi boy collection
In the dimly lit subway train, Heeseung sat across from her, his gaze fixated on the passing scenery. The rhythmic chugging of the train wheels provided a backdrop for the murmur of conversations and the occasional screeching of brakes. Heeseung was lost in his own world, drowning out the noise with his favorite music. The gentle melodies that once enveloped him suddenly halted as his headphones betrayed him, one of the earbuds going silent.
Frustration painted his face as he tugged at the broken wire, desperately trying to revive the music that had kept him company on his daily commute. As he sighed in defeat, a voice reached his ears, cutting through the noise of the subway.
"Excuse me, would you like to share my earbuds?"
Heeseung's head snapped up, his eyes meeting hers. She had kind eyes that twinkled with a hint of mischief, a warm smile dancing on her lips. It was a brief moment of fate that changed the course of their lives.
Grateful for her offer, he nodded, a shy smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. He scooted closer, their knees almost touching as they connected their earbuds to her device. As the music resumed, filling their ears with harmonies and lyrics, an unspoken connection sparked between them.
They sat there, immersed in the melodies, stealing glances at each other, and exchanging small smiles. The world around them faded away, and it was just the two of them, connected by the music flowing through their shared earbuds.
Conversations started to flow effortlessly, their voices barely audible over the music. They spoke about their favorite songs, artists, and the emotions music evoked within them. Each beat and lyric seemed to resonate with their souls, as if the universe had orchestrated this chance encounter.
Time became slow as the train carried them deeper into the city. They laughed and shared stories, discovering the commonalities that bridged the gap between two strangers.
When their journey neared its end, the train screeched to a halt, breaking the enchanting spell. Heeseung reluctantly removed the earbud from his ear, the absence of music leaving an emptiness.
"Thank you," he murmured, his voice laced with gratitude and a tinge of melancholy.
She nodded, her eyes reflecting the same sentiment. "No problem at all, maybe we'll run into each other again sometime"
As they parted ways, Heeseung couldn't shake the feeling that this encounter was more than just a passing moment. Fate had intertwined their paths, and he couldn't help but hope for a future where they would meet again.
Days turned into weeks, and weeks turned into months. Heeseung couldn't forget her, the girl who had shared her music and her heart on that subway train. He searched for her in the sea of faces, hoping for a glimpse of those kind eyes and that warm smile.
Then, one day, as he was lost in his thoughts, he heard a familiar voice behind him.
"Hey, remember me? It's me, the earbud girl."
his off my face cover in my earbuds rn i can put it on repeat forever his voice is the best thing to ever happen to me omg im in love with lee heeseung%#^&
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forsworned · 8 months
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a mutually arranged attachment. (yoriichi tsugikuni x reader)
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warning(s). none
categories. f/m
relationships. modern college student au! yoriichi tsugikuni x f!reader
characters. yoriichi tsugikuni, surprise guest hehehe
author’s note.  suuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuper short update and i know it's crumbs bc im totally breadcrumbing you rn but i will post soon. im just trying to rehash this whole story and make it make sense you feel me, anyways enjoy the little bone i threw ur way if you want to be included in my taglist for this story lmk!
chapters » one two three four five six seven eight ten eleven twelve
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『♡』 chapter thirteen: nothing but crumbs
It had felt like months since you had seen Yoriichi. In reality it had been only a few days since he had departed. Nothing like a good ole cry sesh to really help you regulate your emotions. Contact between the both of you was choppy. Signal where he was at wasn't so great, so he would call you when he could but it seemed to break up quite a lot. That is until he purchased satellite phones for the both of you to communicate through. That had helped put your minds at ease knowing that one another were still alive. 
The sound of Yoriichi's sigh made your stomach churn. 
"What?"
"I miss you. A lot. I feel like I've broken my promise to you already."
"I miss you, too, but don't say that."
Yoriichi paces around his room. The sound of floorboard creaking beneath him is heard through the phone. 
"Stop that."
"Sorry. Habit."
You laugh. "Just sit down. You're making me antsy here."
The line was quiet for a moment. You could tell he was drowning in his own thoughts. "So, how's the team coming along?"
Yoriichi cleared his throat. "It's a little harder than I thought. Ex-Hanafuda are a hana-ful."
You chuckled. "You're corny."
"I know." You could hear the smile in his voice. It made you hold onto the phone even closer as if it would provide any type of proximity to him. 
"It's taking a little bit of convinving is all, but I'll be back home before next week. I promise."
You sighed. Yoriichi felt his heart twist with guilt. Partially for leaving you behind and partially for lying. 
"Okay."
"You're never out of my sight, you know?" He peered down at the CCTV had installed in your room. 
You glanced up at and raised a brow. He smiled as he watched you lay back against his bed and wave. "Yeah, it's kinda creepy to be honest."
"Well, this is the only way I felt comfortable leaving you." He said as he flitted through the other cameras, getting a look around the permitter of your room. 
"It's still creepy."
He chuckled as he balanced his phone between his shoulder and skipped back to you. Your eyes drooping and your breathing getting slower. He could tell you were starting to drift off to sleep. 
"No doubt. You should sleep. I know it's late over there."
"Wouldn't you know?" You counter rather quickly. "Sorry."
He chuckled at your swiftness. "Sleep."
"'Kay. Night. Miss you." You murmured as you half-heartedly blew a kiss to the camera with closed eyes.
"Good night. Miss you more."
And with that he watched as you hung up the phone and snuggled into his bedsheets wearing the last set of pajamas he had worn before he left. He frowned. Yoriichi's heart ached for you. 
"Boss, are we heading out to meet the folks yet?" A head popped out from behind the door.
"Yeah, I'll be there, Haganezuka." His eyes never leaving the screen as he observed the way your chest rose and fell, fast asleep as cute as could be.
"Yoriichi."
He clicked his tongue. "Alright."
He put the monitor down and checked the app on his phone to make sure it was still connected to his home set up. He knew that Koshi was there along with more security guarding you at all times, but he couldn't help but feel worried.  He sighed as he padded out the room and began to make his way to the front door.
"So slow. We don't have all day."
Yoriichi ignores Haganezuka as he put on his shoes and meticulously tied his shoe, taking his sweet time. This had only vexed his fellow clan member. 
"Are you trying to get on my nerves?"
Yoriichi peeped up at him with a mischevious smile. "Maybe."
The man glanced down at him intently. "Brat."
"Tell me what's on the agenda today."
Haganezuka sighed as he pulled out his small notepad with a small schedule he had written out for the day. Reading out what he had set up for the day as Yoriichi had laced up his boots.
"...and obviously the most important part, meeting with [name's] parents."
Yoriichi's lips formed into a thin line at the mentioning of meeting [name's] parents behind your back. It wasn't like he didn't want to tell you but it would make things less emotional if they had kept you out out of it. 
"Don't look so glum. I'm sure her dad will hate you." 
"Is that suppose to cheer me up?" Yoriichi sat up to brush of his jeans.
Haganezuka beamed at him. "Nope."
Yoriichi sighed as he opened the door letting the light flood in. A new kind of resolve had coursed through him. He was the one who got you into this mess after all. It was now his turn to make it all worth your while.
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pinkphonepillz · 2 months
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im in so much emotional pain rn I can't cry 🥹
i made another oc after an already existing character pls take away my stylus forever!!!!!
His name is Dover! He was previously a poor fisherman, got himself into trouble and was sent to prison, then sent to a prison ship to be transported somewhere else. He drowned along with a couple of his prison buddies after an accident and now he's a sea ghost.
My heart is hurting man 💔 (not literally)
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f1-disaster-bi · 2 months
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could you do 'not wanting to let go hugs' & 'goodbye kisses' for lando and martin g? im kinda in a norrix craze rn 🥹🥹
Anon I am right there with you and this idea is so so so soft
His bags were packed by the door, but Lando made no move grab them. He had another few minutes before the airport transfer arrived and he almost cancelled it. He knew that on the other side of the door was reality, and he didn't want to go back to it. Lando loved his job. He knew how lucky he was to be where he was in his career when so many didn't make it, but that didn't make going back any easier. He wasn't just going back to his team and racing, but to the noise of the media circus. Back to the online abuse that would be throw his way for every little mistake, every time he didn't place above his team mate, and back to the comments that seemed to just be aimed at the fact that he exist. The break had been his sanctuary, and Lando didn't want to leave it or the man he had built it with. "Car will be here in ten" Martin spoke softly, pulling Lando out of his staring match with his cases as he looked at his boyfriend. Lando was still getting used to that term even though it had been months now. Sometimes he whispered it to himself when Martin was asleep, curled around him as if he was trying to protect him from the world, and Lando needed to hear the words outloud. The emotions in his chest were a tidal wave that threatened to drown him so Lando grabbed onto his life line as he pulled Martin into a tight hug. He buried his face in the other's shoulder, just trying to memorize the feeling of him in his arms. He breathed him in and tried squash the anxiety that was building in his chest at the thought of leaving him. Lando almost wished that he could leave the sport behind so he could keep this instead of shoving himself and Martin back in a closet until their next chance at stealing away together. He had joked once about retiring and being Martin's WAG that followed him to shows, and Martin had just pressed him into the mattress and told him he'd be the prettiest WAG before kissing him silly. They both knew Lando would never give this up until he was done racing. "Hey, it'll be okay", Martin whispered, holding him close, "It's not forever. Just a couple of weeks" Lando knew that. Realistically he did, but still, he held him closer because he didn't want to say goodbye. "Lando", Martin sounded so fond as his accent wrapped around his name, and it lodged itself in Lando's chest with the same warmth that everything Martin did, did. "I don't want to go", Lando mumbled into his shoulder as he squeezed his eyes shut. Martin's arms gripped him tighter. "And I don't want you to leave", he admitted as Lando sniffled, "but you have to" "I know. I know", Lando whispered as he pulled back and fuck why was he crying. When had he started crying? He hadn't really noticed it until Martin was brushing away the tears, "I just....I love you, yeah?" Martin's worried look shattered at the admission. A fond smile crept onto his lips, and there was this look in his eye that made Lando smile back as his stomach fluttered. "I love you too, dummy", Martin reassured, pulling him into a soft kiss, "We'll see each other soon, yeah?" Lando didn't answer as he felt his phone buzz letting him know his car had arrived. He just wrapped his arms around Martin's neck and pulled him into a long, slow kiss. One that all those romcom movies had people gushing over. Lando never saw himself as that type of guy, but Martin just brought it out of him. His phone buzzed again. This time with a call from the service. "Jeddah, yeah?", Martin whispered as he pulled back. Tongue brushing his bruised lips, and they both pretended not to see the tears in Martin's eyes as Lando wiped away the last of his own. "Jeddah", Lando confirmed, kissing his cheek once more before he turned away to grab his bags. It was time to return to reality no matter how much they both wanted to stay.
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weirdcat1213 · 2 months
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Almost 3am trigun brianrot time! This is long so be prepared
Tldr: it's about my idea of trigun 98 being the body, stampede the mind and trimax the soul
Ok so I was thinking about how TF I'm gonna handle trimax for @vashsscoreboardofpain (follow that is gonna be funny) and then I remembered an idea for a master post I wanted to do. I still want to make it but sadly I'm not at a stable position rn to do so. Maybe one day. But I still wanted to put that idea cuz it's slowly taking more form
Now, when I mean X is Y I mean it in a "this version of trigun has everything yes, but highlights Y the most and I think that's neat." Also it applies for all the characters but tonight I'm gonna focus on vash cuz im a vash enjoyer first and a person second. Yes my favorite character is the main one sue me.
Anyway, let's go
Trigun 98 is the body and vash encapsulates this idea in an interesting way. Plant powers aren't really a thing in this version so he is more like a super human with a fucked up arm. This makes him the closes to humans he's ever gonna be. But even if he doesn't have powers on this one, it was his and knives' bodies the cause that one guy's fear (its 3am I don't remember). He's afraid of how fast they grow and how much they learn. 98 also highlights vash's body being like everyone else's. He gets hurt multiple times, he needs nurses and kind people to look after him. Not only during the eriks episode but also on the episode after he kills legato. He also shows vulnerability by getting so drunk he needs to really focus to aim. He needs food and water. 98 Vash is really the closest one to humanity than the other 2, but only because of his physical attributes. Only because of his body, which bring him trouble most of the time. His vulnerable body is the cause of his misery, but it also allowed him to get close to people
Stampede is the mind cuz yeah, they had a specific mind palace episode (which I loved I ate that shit right up) but also because it does give us an easier access to everyone's mental state. We get to see this vash speedrun so many psychological problems in 12 episodes and is not gonna slow down. We literally get to see the guilt and terrors that plague his mind and how his mental fortitude exists thanks to other people. Also if you notice it, people just diagnose him left and right on stampede. Roberto picks up the ED signs, most characters tell him he has a death wish, nai straight up tells him he's doing good things out of guilt and vash allows himself to think about his contradictions outloud in episode 12 and why does he do the things he does (something that would be a therapy exercise I wanna say). Stampede is the mind cuz everyone is getting retrospective
And finally, trimax is the soul because it has more time to dwell on the characters emotions than any other version will ever give us. Instead of straight up diagnosis, trimax will give us panels to show us how vash feels about a situation. Instead of showing vash hurt from the horrors done to his body, trimax will focus on his pain. On his eyes that refuse to look at his own terrifying body that we can see, but only he can feel. What I mean is trimax is designed to drown us with emotion. The other versions are emotional af too, but trimax has that raw emotion up its sleeve. Trimax does nor dwell on the multiple scars vash has or his many Many mental problems. It shows us how fucked up vash's thoughts are about his body and his sins and we get to say "ohhhh...oh no". Trimaxs emotion is so heavy to bear that the body nor the mind are still present, but in comparison to the soul, they aren't highlighted. People say eyes are the windows of the soul and honestly I feel like you can learn so much of vash just from looking at his eyes. Once you focus on his soul and emotions you just can't let go of the feeling that this man will be drowned by his own emotions. Both positive and negative.
I want to rewrite this one day. Fuck, I'm pretty sure I got the Google doc somewhere. But I also wanted to put that idea out there. Because this doesn't mean one version is better than the other. It means that they all highlight different parts but they all end up in the same conclusion: trigun is about connections and alienation and love and peace
And vash needing therapy. Desperately.
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