#labrinth i'm tired

[parkershows]

Coachella, 2023

Zendaya At Coachella | Zendaya Wallpapers

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[lyricallymnded]

lyricallymnded’s end of year celebration! | tahlia’s favorite songs released in 2022

i’m tired // labrinth & zendaya

#lyrics #labrinth #zendaya #artist: labrinth #artist: zendaya #album: euphoria: season 2 (an hbo original series soundtrack) #song: i'm tired #tahlia's 2022 favorites

[iamnotathornbird]

Labrinth & Zendaya - I'm Tired (From “Euphoria” An HBO Original Series –...

#labrinth #zendaya #euphoria #i'm tired #rip #angus cloud #rest in peace #Youtube

[nhurtingymeknow]

Hey, Lord, you know I'm tired

Hey, Lord, you know I'm tired of tears

Hey, Lord, just cut me loose

#Spotify #euphoria #labrinth #zendaya #hard feelings #sad truth #inner thoughts #i'm so tired

[mlobsters]

You don't know me. You never did. And you never will.

digital painting, 13 hours - drawing video below

tw intimate partner violence under the cut

song: i'm tired by labrinth, zendaya

I was thinking about times when Sam and Dean have hurt each other, physically and not, when under the influence of something or not. I had a rough reaction to this scene. these characters get strangled on a regular basis, but having it done by their loved one, their partner, is another thing. I was choked by a partner too, in my 20s. with time I've come to realize how lucky I was things never escalated beyond that.

something that stood out to me was how Dean isn't fighting back, he's not even gripping Sam's arm tightly. which also made me realize how I didn't fight back either. I've had to sit with that for a while.

painting this let me try to reconcile my own personal history for a bit, and reconcile how Sam and Dean got past a moment like this. and how I didn't recognize the severity of my own experience, and moved past it without any repercussions other than doing everything I could do avoid provoking violence from my partner in the future. their world has the luxury of blaming the influence of demons and the forces of heaven and hell on their actions, and Sam and Dean's lives are submerged in violence. and it's a show, it's up to the writers to pick and choose what events traumatize the characters in any lasting way. this moment was a drop in the bucket.

I debated keeping these thoughts out of the painting post, because I know people don't necessarily want to hear about it, but it's part and parcel to why I drew it and I didn't want to separate the context.

my other spn art

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[pink-amethyst-tarot]

💌A Message From The Universe💌

P I L E 1 ~ P I L E 2 ~ P I L E 3

How to pick: Take a deep breath and choose between the three images above. It corelates with the message that is meant for you. Trust your intuiton; only you know what is truly best for you.

P I L E 1 ♡ ~ A New Perspective

Ten of Wands, The High Priestess, The Emperor, The Moon, Eight of Swords (Reversed)

You feel burdened. You feel disconnected from yourself and your intuition. I feel that the man problem, is that you don't trust yourself or your inner voice. Let that voice guide you. Listen to yourself because you know what is best for you. You don't have to listen to everyone who thinks they know what is best for you. With it being the holiday season and Christmas is days away, you may be around family that isn't all that supportive of you and what you want with your life. They have put you down since you were a kid but know that you are not that kid anymore. You are capable of standing on your own two feet and it's time to stop making excuses for their bad behavior. You don't have to keep that kind of negative energy in your life, even if they are your relatives. Just because they are blood related, doesn't mean you have to call them family. For a lot of you, this person is a father figure in your life, but they haven't treated you the way that a father should. You were a kid and you deserved better then, and you deserve better now. Your anxiety around this is very loud but you know what you want to do more than anything. You know what path you want to take, and you know what people you want to cut off. Let yourself be happy. Go into this new year prioritizing your wants, needs, desires, hopes and dreams. It's time someone chose you and who better than yourself. Open up your heart and your mind to new possibilities; a world where you can have what you want. It's time for a new perspective.

Channeled Song: I'm Tired by Labrinth ft. Zendaya

now the tide is rollin' in // I don't wanna win // let it take me, let it take me // I'll be on my way // how long can I stay // in a place that can't contain me // hey Lord, you know, I'm tired // hey, Lord, you know I'm tired //

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P I L E 2 ♡

King of Pentacles, Seven of Cups (Reversed), Four of Wands (Reversed), Nine of Wands, Ace of Pentacles

You have been doing some spring cleaning around your life. You have been making changes that you saw needed to be made and it has really brought you back to reality; almost like you are sobering up. You could also be on a sobriety journey and if you are, know that I am very proud of you and I'm rooting for you. If no one else is in your corner, know that I am. You have been doing a lot of hard work and you should be celebrating yourself but, for some reason, you aren't. You may have this mindset of believing that you can't celebrate because there is so much more work to do. That may be true; we are all works in progress. That doesn't mean you shouldn't celebrate and be proud of how far you have come! I'm so very proud of how far you have come. You're looking at all that you still have to do, but you aren't paying attention to what you have done. You can rest, relax and bask in your victories. Take a break because you have earned it. You are meant to be prosperous, and you have new opportunities coming in and you should be confident in taking them because you worked hard to get them. Again, I am so proud of you and all that you have done. Keep going and do not give up.

Channled Song: A Brand New Day by The Wiz Cast

everybody, be glad // because our fear and dread is gone // freedom, you see, has got our hearts singing so joyfully // just look about // you out it to yourself to check it out // can you feel a brand new day? // can you feel a brand new day? //

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P I L E 3 ♡

The Star (Reversed), Two of Pentacles, Four of Swords, The High Priestess, Ace of Pentacles

Your head is not in the right place, right now. You are too focused on the negative and it seems that you have lost hope. You're working to balance things on your own and that is only making things harder for you. You may feel like you're at sea and the boat going up and down with the harsh waves. Let go of the things that you don't need and ask for help with the things that you cannot. I'm getting that you are very overwhelmed at this time. I'm seeing juggling and everyone keeps adding more and more balls, making it so hard to keep up. You don't have to take it. You are allowed to rest and to have some peace and quiet. You may be feeling like you can't take a break right now because, if you don't do it who will? I'll counter that with, why was it set up for you to be the only one who is able to handle things? Why is it you or nobody? Why can't people do it themselves? Sometimes, you just have to say, "if I have to do it, it's not going to get done," and that's that on that. You know that these people are capable and able. They just know they can rely on you to always do it. Stop being reliable. They need to learn to do things on their own and without you because you are not going to always be there.

I don't have a specific channeled song, but I am seeing vacations, beaches and just relaxing, which you deserve, so if you can get that, I suggest that you do.

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[inlovewithpandora]

Hey love💕 I was wondering if you could write a oneshot where neteyam finds out reader harms herself?

Thank for this request anon💗! I hope it meets your expectations!

If anyone has any requests leave them in my asks!

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This story was inspired by the song above^

- I'm tired -

Pairing: Neteyam x Fem! Omatikaya gf! reader

Both characters are 19!

Warnings: self harm ( very descriptive) suicide ideation, attempt, extreme angst, slight physical/ emotional abuse

If your not comfortable with this type of writing please click off

Word count: 1,645

You and Neteyam just recently started dating a few weeks ago. The first time you saw him it made a feeling that was foreign to you course through your veins. When you meet him and got to know him he made you feel an emotion you've never felt before, Happiness.

Every time he came by your pod to whisk you away to somewhere special in the forest you felt nothing but pure bliss.

But when you weren't around you him you felt melancholic, lonely, depressed, and every other negative feeling under the sun. The environment you lived in was toxic and it was ripping a piece of you away every day.

You were trying to ignore the pain and heartache but it wasn't working. you were trying to find healthy ways to cope like weaving or hunting but it wasn't working. The only thing that would help is cutting, making small slits into your navy blue skin that would release crimson-colored liquid. Watching the blood drip down your arm is the only thing that would help you feel better and would make the pain stop.

You lived at home with your father and he was an alcoholic. When you were born your mother died while giving birth to you and that was the last day your father showed any positive emotion. He abhorred you for taking the love of his life away and he made sure you knew it every single day.

You were sitting in your part of the pod trying to avoid your father's alcoholic rage but you couldn't because he decided to come find you and spew his hatred all over you.

He came and pulled the curtain back which revealed you sitting on your woven mat. As he was towering over your small frame you could smell the alcohol seeping from his pores, "What are doing in here?!"

"N-nothing father I'm just making a necklace for someone", A couple of days ago you and Neteyam were sitting by a pond and he told you how he needed a new necklace because he lost his other one so you decided to make him one.

"Who is it for?! Is it for that boy you've been running around with?!" He yelled which startled you. You hated when he yelled because it always made you cry. Instead of responding you just sat there silently looking down at the floor which told your father he was correct about his assumption.

He let out a dark chuckle before continuing to yell at you, "He is only using you for your body, do you think someone could really like you?! That someone would want to actually mate with you one day?! You have to be the dumbest na'vi around to think that. Look at you, you're pitiful. Always crying and sulking around this house. You're always cutting your arm like some deranged freak! What boy would ever want someone like that?!" He yelled with venom coming out of his mouth with each word that escaped his lips

All you could do is break down into a crying fit. You felt like your father was right, why would someone want to be with someone who felt like their only escape was harming themselves? You felt like whatever you had going on inside of you could rub off on Neteyam and you didn't want to corrupt him with this sickness.

Your father saw drops of water flowing down your face and it only made him angrier, "WHAT ARE YOU CRYING FOR? HUH? THERE IS NO REASON FOR YOU TO BE SHEDDING ANY TEARS! IF ANYTHING I SHOULD BE THE ONE CRYING, YOU TOOK MY MATE FROM ME! EVER SINCE YOU CAME INTO MY LIFE IT HAS BEEN NOTHING BUT HELL!" He shouted at you furiously

He crouched down to your level and harshly grabbed your bicep, yanking you up so you could stand on your feet. He then extended your arm, looking at all the scars that ran down your skin. He began to speak but this time he wasn't yelling, he was calm but you could still hear the maliciousness in his tone.

"I wish you were the one that died that day, not your mother. Next time you decided to cut yourself make sure you finished the job and go live among Eywa. I can't stand to have you living in my house and making me live in despair." He let go of your arm and threw it to your side. He lifted his alcoholic beverage to his lips and began imbibing enormous amounts of it before walking outside the pod.

As you stood there with sobs emerging from your throat you decided that you were tired. You were tired of your father's emotional and sometimes physical abuse, you looked down at your arm and could see a purple outline on your arm from his tight grip.

You were tired of feeling like this, you need the pain and heartache to stop. You needed this feeling of sorrow to go away. You looked around your pod and grabbed your knife and put it in its sheath and grabbed your shawl and wrapped it around your arms and began walking to Neteyam's Family pod.

You wanted to talk to him and tell him how you felt about him before you went to see the Great Mother.

As you walked you heard a group of girls talking about you as you walked by, "Look at her, She looks awful" one of the girls said while laughing

"Yeah I'm surprised she even came out of her pod, she's been locked up in there for almost a week" one of the other girls chimed in

They continued saying all these nasty things about you and it made you feel even worse than before. Neteyam was in the tree above, looking down at the event that was unfolding. He watched you run away to a deeper part of the forest. He immediately climbed down the tree and began to follow you to see if you were okay.

He hasn't seen you in almost a week and he's been worried about you. He came by your pod to try and talk to you but every time he came your father sent him away.

As you were running you didn't know where you going until you found yourself in front of a small pond. You sat down and looked at your reflection in the water, as you looked at yourself you couldn't even recognize the person you saw anymore. It was like you changed into a totally different person. You looked at yourself and felt disgusted, you felt like you looked repulsive. As you looked at your puffy eyes and the dark circles around them you felt so much pain and agony.

You pulled your knife out of its sheath and pressed it again your skin. You knew by doing this it would make you feel so much better, you would finally be at peace. You could finally see your mother and live among your ancestors.

As you were about to penetrate your skin and create a gash so deep that it would bleed out until you took your last breath, you heard someone call out your name.

"Y/N!" Neteyam called out. You turned and saw so many emotions on his face, he looked at you horrified by what he saw you doing to your body.

As you looked at him all you could is cry even harder, "Neteyam please leave"

You didn't want him to see you in this state, you didn't want him to see you so broken.

"Y/N what's wrong? What's going on?" Neteyam asked you as he sat down next to you. As he looked at your arm he saw multiple old scars on your arm and a bruise on your bicep, as you followed his gaze all you could do was apologize to him even though you didn't know why you were doing it.

"I-I’m sorry Neteyam I just can't handle the pain anymore, I'm tired of feeling so miserable. I'm always crying and I'm so weak. Nobody likes me not even my own father, the person who's supposed to love me the most. I feel like I'm going crazy, I feel like I'm a freak" you told him  as you let out sobs in between every few words

"I don't want to live Neteyam. I want to be with Eywa where I can feel peace, I need to feel peace."

As you rambled without properly thinking clearly, Neteyam was horrified by your words. "Baby, why would you say that?" Neteyam asked you as his voice broke a little. He hated hearing you speak about yourself so harshly and it broke his heart to hear that you wanted to end your life

"Because it's true! Every single thing I said was true"

"Y/N you are not a freak, you are beautiful and I love you with every fiber in my body. Whatever is going on with your father I will help you figure it out. I will be there for you and help you through these feelings until they have faded away. I will be here for you always, but you can't leave me. I want you to stay here with me so we can grow old together, Okay?" he talked to you with so much conviction in his voice some tears slowly streamed down his face

"Okay, Neteyam" is all you could muster up and say. You wrapped your arms around his body and clung to him. He embraced you and kissed you on the cheek " These feelings won't last forever, we'll get through this together" As you laid your head on his shoulder for the first time you felt like someone cared about you. As you laid in his embrace you felt a feeling you'd been longing for, something you wanted for a long time.

Love & Peace

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[sh0ek0]

heartbeat (part 1)

please find the other parts via my masterlist or the #sh0ek0 tag, I'm having some trouble with my posts not showing up in the tags and I think the links are messing this up

genre: angst, smut, dark content, kinda all over the place content warning: 18+ !MINORS + AGELESS BLOGS DO NOT INTERACT! mentions of alcohol and drug use, smoking cigarettes, name calling, Maddy x Nate kinda love (Euphoria), toxic relationship, violence, emotional abuse, implied sexual violence (kinda?), fingering, choking, rough!megumi, slapping, prob more but I am new where is my guide to this?? pairing: Megumi x Reader (lil bit of Choso x Reader) word count: about 6.2k

summary: Megumi was the perfect boyfriend - until he wasn’t so perfect anymore. When you both met he became so obsessed with you but his obsession quickly turned into possessiveness. You were his. After you suspected him of being unfaithful to you for the first time your change in behavior caused him to act up and he began beating up every guy that even dared to look at you. That was your little game, you flirted with every guy that crossed your path to get his attention and he protected what belonged to him. Your toxic relationship fueled the both of you until someday, out of nowhere, he left you on your own.

recommended songs: Fallin Out Of Love With You - Montell Fish / NEW MAGIC WAND - Tyler, The Creator / Heartbeat - Childish Gambino / Still Don't Know My Name - Labrinth

(I have a very specific outfit in mind so here you go)

With a cigarette resting between your slightly parted lips you're sitting on the sill of the open window in your dorm room. Your eyes wander as you take a drag, the cigarette now between your fingers. A soft sigh leaves your mouth and your gaze falls on the bottle of wine and the box of frozen pizza on the table in front of your small kitchen unit. While the bottle of red wine actually has a bigger chance of being your dinner than the actual food next to it, you do consider just going to bed without having either of it. You are just so tired and you know that not even alcohol can mend the numb feeling in your chest.

A cold breeze from outside sends shivers to your spine so you mindlessly grab the big black hoodie laying on the table next to your dinner. You put away the cigarette so you can slip into the soft piece of clothing. As the smell of the dark fabric hits you, you have to swallow and close your eyes for a moment. Before you allow yourself to get lost in your thoughts you pick the cigarette back up to finish it.

"Fuck." you curse under your breath after trying to light it for the sixth or seventh time. You were about to throw the lighter away and call it a night when finally you could see the flame lighting up. You hold the black ashy end of your cigarette to the fire, immediately taking a deep drag and blowing out the smoke right away. 

"I should really buy a new lighter." you mutter while taking another drag. Or you could just quit smoking altogether.

Eyes closed, head resting against the window frame you're taking in the familiar smell of the hoodie mixed with smoke and your mind wanders off to its original owner. You can make out messy black strands of hair and pale skin before your inner eye, a cold expression directed at you. You can almost feel his hands touching your face, your hair, your body. His deep, raspy voice whispering sweet nothings while you're like wax in his hands, lying in his embrace.

How much you still loved him. Even though he was so cold and distant and hurtful at times you knew he just acted that way because you came too close. It probably was your fault, you pressured him too much. You asked too much of him. You hurt him. You were so needy and your behavior towards him was so disrespectful. You gave him no other choice and somehow you still miss the toxic mess the two of you had.

"Ouch!" you wince and shake your right hand, throwing the cigarette out of the window. You forgot about  it resting between your fingers and it burned all the way down, leaving a small burn mark between your index and your middle finger. Rubbing the burned skin you slid off the window sill, close the window and shuffle over to the kitchen table. 

While you opened the bottle of wine and filled up the only glass left in the cabinet, you saw your phone light up with a notification and then another. You knew there were several parties going on tonight, Nobara kept rambling about them during classes earlier today. You honestly did not care much about going out lately, maybe because you were crying yourself to sleep almost every night. 

It always started with a bottle of wine that you drank alone in your dark dorm room, listening to the same songs over and over again but it seemed like someone wanted to keep you from this fate tonight.

NOBARA: "I'll be there in five so empty that bottle fast and get ready." 

She knew you so well.

ITADORI: "I rly hpoe you and Kugisaki get your sexxy asses over here soon choso snd me bought waaay to much booze." 

Someone was very drunk already.

You take a look at the glass you just filled up to the top and then read Nobara's text again. You shrug and do as you were told, putting the half-empty bottle back into the cabinet. Why waste your own alcohol when you seemingly have no other choice than going out to that house party with Nobara and getting drunk there anyway. Like Yuji said: They bought way too much booze and you should be a good friend and help them out.

Y/N: "Dw babe your fav girls are on their way." you texted Yuji back.

There's a knock at the door just as you're putting on your mascara. You flinch and almost poke yourself in the eye with the brush. Hell, usually you're not so easily startled. Seems like you're afraid of who you might bump into tonight.

"How are you still not ready y/n?" 

A tiny woman with auburn hair and a skimpy little blue dress and color-coordinated heels storms in and examines you from head to toe. 

"You just texted me five minutes ago and I read that text probably one minute ago." you remark in a calm voice. Nobara huffs and disappears into Maki's and your shared bedroom. Speaking of Maki you remember that you have not really an idea where your roommate is right now - hopefully already taking shots with Yuta and Toge. 

You look into the big mirror right next to the door with parted lips and smudge the mascara along your lower lash line, then you draw an eyeliner and finally brush through your brows. Just as you were about to apply some lipgloss you can make out Nobara from the corner of your eyes. She pulled your favorite dress out for you and now stands behind you as she presents it with a big grin on her lips. 

"This will make him want to die. I want him to want to die." she says in anticipation. 

The black halter neck dress in her hands reaches just above your ass. It is so tight that it hugs your curves perfectly and it has a drop-shaped cut-out in the area of your cleavage. From behind it is completely backless and it has long, tight arm warmers, which only left your shoulders bare, to go with it.

You roll your eyes and yank the dress from her hands, slipping out of your shorts and the oversized hoodie in front of her. You don't care that you're only wearing panties - it's just Nobara. Your best friend. You put on the dress and turn back to the mirror. Hearing Nobara pour herself a glass of wine you decide to slick back your hair with a black stretch-comb hairband. Finally looking at yourself with a satisfied expression you slip into your heels and grab your little purse from the coffee table.

"Hurry up now." you tease and put on your big silver hoops. You look like the perfect mix of slutty and utterly seductive - just the way you love it. You send Nobara a smirk and she downs the glass of wine, grabbing her phone and keys from the table where she put them earlier. "Let's go then." She sounds just so excited and it really makes you wonder how the night is going to turn out.

*** You could hear loud music blaring and people shouting through the closed front door of Yuji’s and Choso's shared flat. You frantically fix your outfit and notice how sweaty your hands are - seems like you really are nervous. Nobara turns to you and gives you an encouraging look which you return with a pained smile. You wipe your hands on the velvet fabric of your dress before Nobara takes your hand in hers and squeezes it gently.

"Here we go." she sighs when suddenly the door flies open and a seemingly drunk Yuji tumbles towards you two.

"Hey! Wow look at you guys. What a sight for sore eyes." he slurs with excitement in his eyes and waves you in while looking you both up and down. As his gaze lingers a second too long Nobara pushes past him and pinches his ear. 

"Shut up you weirdo." she says and glares at him.

"Ouch- What the fuck Nobara I literally just said that you two look pretty." Yuji defends himself and rubs his ear. 

You laugh at the two who continue to bicker with each other.

"Thanks Yuji." You say sweetly and the pink-haired boy pulls you into a big hug. 

"How are you huh?" he asks, looking down at you. His voice still sounds quite drunk but now a little bit more concerned. 

You dodge his question and look around the apartment instead. The air is heavy and heaves with the smell of booze, weed and cigarette smoke. Music blasts from several speakers and you feel the bass pounding hard in your chest. There really are a lot of people in here, quite a lot of your friends and also many people you don’t know. Most people seem to be college students like yourself but there were a few older guys standing around a table and taking shots. Probably some of Gojo’s friends, he somehow always sneaked himself into Itadori’s and Choso’s parties. Speaking of him - you spotted him with a bottle of Tequila in hand with Geto close behind him. Geto waved at you from afar, you smiled at him and sent him a heart that you formed with your index and middle fingers. Doing this gesture you remembered your little accident from earlier and notice that the burnt skin on your finger still stung.

"Guess the guest situation has gotten a little bit out of hand." Yuji says, as if he has read your mind.

"Mhm," you answer "hey Yuji do you have a band-aid or something?" You turn to him and he looks at you a little confused. 

"Uhhh 'course" he says and motions for you to follow him. He leads you to the small bathroom near the front door and closes the door behind you two. 

Yuji rummages in a small cabinet under the bathroom mirror and finally takes something out of it. You wordlessly hold your finger out to him and he just as silently removes the protective tape and sticks the band-aid over the injured spot on your knuckle. 

"All done." he mutters and squeezes your hand, just like Nobara did before. You smile at him.

"Y/N are you -  I mean how are you-" he struggles to find the right words. 

"You seem to be sobering up quite a bit, let’s do something about that." you’re cutting him off and take his hand, leading him out of the door and towards the kitchen. Coming out of the small bathroom you don’t really pay attention to the people around you or how you might look holding hands with one of your closest friends. Honestly, you don’t care. 

Entering the kitchen you can see Maki, Yuta and Toge chatting and signing by the kitchen counter. Your roommate is sitting on the counter, Toge and Yuta to the left and right of her. Nobara and you really showed up here a few hours late, everyone was already either drunk or high on other substances. You greet them  excitedly and walk over to them.

"Honestly? I didn't expect you to show up here. I'm so glad to see you not in your pajamas for once!" Maki  yelled in excitement, throwing her arms around your neck. She smelled of booze and cigarettes. Toge poured two shots for you and Yuji and put them in front of you.

"Ya’ need to catch up." Yuta states and motions for you to take the shot. Yuji has his hand on your lower back as the two of you look at each other, grinning and downing the vodka shot simultaneously. You grimace and chat with your friends for a moment, not noticing that Yuji has left your side. Toge also disappeared for as second and came back shortly after with rolling papers and a grinder in his hands. You take it as a sign and excuse yourself to leave the kitchen. 

You look around the apartment again and see Choso sitting on the couch not far away with both arms wrapped around two different girls, holding a blunt in his right hand. Nobara was deep in conversation with some guy you have never seen before, standing near the roof terrace door and drinking from a red plastic cup. She threw her head back exaggeratedly, laughing at something he said. You grin and turn back around where you spot Yuji who hands you a cup as well. Vodka soda - he knew your drinking habits. 

"Thank you babe." you wink at him and he blushes, looking away for a brief moment. He shuffles a bit and looks down at you. 

"Y/N he might be here somewhere I don’t know if you w-" he stutters.

"Yuji I really don’t fucking care where he is or what he does." you snap at him and roll your eyes, immediately regretting your tone. "We are not together anymore." you add quietly. Yuji nods.

Not only was that a lie - you did care a lot. But also Yuji had nothing to do with all of this, it was not his fault and you shouldn’t treat him like that. All he ever did was being kind to you and taking care of you, like the good friend he was. 

You can still remember that one time he picked you up off the floor as you sat in front of the locked door of Megumi's dorm room, a few days before you two broke up. You were sure he was inside his room fucking someone else. You cried and screamed as you pounded against Yuji's back, but he carried you back to your room and put you to bed while him and Maki made sure you wouldn’t leave again or hurt yourself out of desperation. 

Another time, right after you and Megumi broke up, he found you stumbling around campus at two in the morning. It was raining heavily and you were completely soaked, a bottle of Tequila in your right hand and both of your high heels in the other. A group of guys were already following you for a while and god knows what would’ve happened if he did not see you out there by coincidence. He took you home with him, let you take a shower and sleep in his bed while he spend the night on the couch.

He really cared about you.

You chug the drink in your hand and shove the cup back into Yuji’s hands before making your way over to the couch. You couldn't stand this conversation right now. Choso was still sitting there slumped over with barely open, dark red eyes. The girl to his left had already disappeared but the other one kissed his neck, leaving lipstick stains on his pale skin. Her hand rested on his thigh, slowly moving upwards towards his crotch. You snatch the joint from his hand and take a deep drag while you drop down on the opposite end of the couch and cross your legs. 

"Y/N!" a deep voice slurs out your name, his tired eyes suddenly beaming when he sees you. The girl flinches at his reaction and turns around, looking at you in irritation, her eyes then widen for some reason. She frowns and looks back at Choso, but his attention was already on you only. The girl mumbles something inaudible, stands up and adjusts her tiny skirt before disappearing towards the roof terrace. 

"I was hoping you'd show up eventually." Choso grins at you as you take another deep drag from his blunt when suddenly he wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you closer to him - the fast movement, the alcohol and the drugs, that slowly but steady went to your head, making you feel dizzy.

"Easy," you say giggling "guess you really missed me, huh?" You look up at him with a smirk on your lips. The weed had already wrapped you in thick layers of cotton and everything felt so much slower and fuzzier. Choso had his dark hair wrapped into two messy buns, like he always did. His dark eyes watched your every movement. He looked so handsome, completely smoked out and spread out with his arms around you. 

"Well, look at yourself." He took the joint from you and put it between his soft lips, smoking a bit. You watched him taking a deep drag and french-inhaling it immediately after. That view really did something to you and as he lowered his mouth right to your ear it sent shivers down your spine.

"How could I not look forward to seeing you," he breathed into your ear, his lips practically on your skin "I want to eat you up right here and now." his voice was so raspy from all the smoking and it made you swallow, hard. You look into his pitch-black eyes and then down at his lips before catching yourself and meeting his gaze again. You laugh and shake your head, leaning back and throwing your legs over his lap before stealing the blunt from his hands.

"Oh, I'm not stopping you from anything." You take another hit and give it back to him. He takes the joint and puts it out without taking his eyes off of you. All of a sudden you feel Choso’s lips on your neck, sucking on your soft skin while his left hand caresses your thigh, slipping under the hem of your dress and slowly moving upwards.

You can feel the blood rushing through your body. Your face feels so hot while your head is still all dizzy from smoking. It sure was good stuff, you did not even need much of it. Choso’s lips wander up your neck and you can feel your pulse hammering against your skin. He is kissing and sucking his way up to your jaw, before grabbing it kinda rough and turning your face towards him.

"Choso-" you pant, biting your lip. Your arms were already wrapped around his neck and just as you were about to close the distance between your mouths, longing to finally kiss him, you perceived something out of the corner of your eye. Lost in thought, your gaze wanders over to the open door of the roof terrace.

And your heart stopped.

There he was. He stood in the doorway. A tall, slender, shadowy figure. Jet-black hair that fell into his face. Choso, hand still on your chin, did not even realize what was happening right now.

Megumi’s blank stare and his hands that were already clenched into fists triggered your fight-or-flight reflex. Deep down you already knew what was about to happen and suddenly you were completely sober.

Your pulse rises and your blood freezes as you meet his gaze and see him move towards the two of you with lightning speed.

"Megumi!" you hear Yuji shout as he suddenly pushes himself between you and Choso. He shoves you aside and you stumble backwards into Maki's arms, who is now right behind you. Yuta and Toge were both standing not far away from you while more and more people gathered around the scene that was about to unfold.

"Yuji get the fuck away from me." Megumi growls, his deep voice filled with anger. He pushes Yuji away from him, Yuji loses his balance and falls over the back of the couch. As quickly as you can you rush over to him and try to get him up, while your heart is hammering so fast that it threatens to jump out of your chest.

Megumi grabs Choso by the shoulders and pulls him towards him before smashing his fist into his face at full force. Choso goes straight to the ground, but Megumi grabs him by the collar and straightens him up so that he is standing upright in front of him again. His fist lands in his face a second time and Choso goes down for good, this time Megumi follows and hovers over him while slamming his fists into Choso’s head over and over again. 

You can hear people screaming around you while you’re just frozen in place. You knew he would react that way. When you saw his stare earlier, you knew what was going to happen. That's how it always went down. He always reacted like this. You knew his facial expressions, his body language. 

Even if he had decided to leave, you still belonged to him. You were his. 

***

"Megumi stop, you're hurting me." you coughed, trembling. He pressed you into the mattress of your bed and held you in place with his body weight. Tears streamed down your cheek while Megumi's hands closed around your neck, squeezing tight. Your throat ached and you tried to swallow to relieve the pain, which only made you choke on your own spit. You tried to fight your way free, your hands clawing at his, but it was useless. He was just too strong and your fighting only made him tighten his grip even more. Just when your eyes slowly rolled to the back of your head and you were about to lose consciousness you finally felt the pressure on your neck ease. You frantically gasped for air and couldn't stop sobbing while your boyfriend soothingly caressed your cheek.

"You're so pathetic Y/N." you heard him whisper, his voice sounded so vile and so calm at the same time. You were still crying and your whole body was shaking uncontrollably.

"Now look at you. You think you can replace me, don't you? You think you can just get rid of me. You think you can just decide that on your own and not deal with the consequences." Megumi’s voice sounded so calm that it was just downright creepy. He was totally out of his mind. "So fucking pathetic." he degraded you again.  

How had he even gotten in here? You texted him that morning that it was all getting too much for you. His behavior towards you, his impulsiveness and his aggressiveness that not only you had to endure, but everyone else around him. You did not get an answer from him and your lecture that day had dragged on endlessly. After class you went straight to the gym and you were so exhausted and tired when you arrived home that you just threw your things in the corner and immediately jumped in the shower. Your hair was loosely wrapped into a towel and you were only wearing a pair of panties as you entered the bedroom. Being so worn out you didn't even notice the shadowy figure standing in the corner next to your closet.

Just as you were about to lie down on your bed, someone wrapped his arms around your waist and put his hand over your mouth. Adrenaline shot through your veins and you tried to scream, desperately trying to wriggle out of the tight grip, but you were overpowered and pushed onto the bed. As the dark figure turned you towards him you suddenly found yourself staring at your boyfriend's face. He had pulled the hood of his sweater deep into his face and his black hair hid some of his features, but it was definitely him.

"You are such a goddamn fucking slut, Y/N. Who were you with, huh?" he spat at you and you still couldn’t stop crying. Your throat hurt so much, it had to be all bruised up by now. 

"M-Megs I 'was n-nn-nowhere I promise I just went to the gym after m-" you sobbed. Your cheeks were red and burning hot, your heart was beating so fast. You just wanted to get out of this situation, put some clothes on and just go to sleep. You needed to wake up from this nightmare but he wouldn’t let you. 

"I don’t believe you." he said in a calm voice. His left hand was still loosely wrapped around your neck and he used the other one to support himself. "You’re lying to me." 

You were exposed, almost completely naked and scared to the bone. "M-Megumi p-please I am not lying to you I prom-" you whispered but your sobs swallowed the words that tried to come out of your mouth. 

The black-haired man hovered over your stiff body, the hand that was just gripping your throat slowly moved down, caressing your collarbone and breasts while long, slender fingers circled your nipples. You gasp but his hands already moved over to your waist and down to your hips. His fingers hooked into your panties, trying to pull them down before he paused for a second. You tried to catch your breath . "P-Please 'Gumi I am sorry for that text I promise I-" you cry and close your eyes. 

"Take them off." Megumi ordered and you opened your eyes to look at him. Silently crying you shook your head, barely visible, while your gaze never left his. He lowered his head down to your ear and opened his mouth slightly.

"That wasn't a request." he cooed and pulled back for a moment. He grabbed your panties with both hands and almost ripped them while pulling them down and throwing them to the side. You flinched, now completely exposed, crying and trembling. Your whole body was shaking with fear and yet - there still was something else. 

Megumi pulled the black hoodie he was wearing over his head and carelessly threw it into the corner of your room. You were just lying there watching him admire your naked body. His eyes lit up before he leaned down to you again and started kissing your neck, softly humming against your skin. Your thighs clenched at him sucking and biting on your neck and his hands all over your body made you slick with arousal. Your heart pounded against your chest and you closed your eyes for a moment, a small moan escaping your lips.

"You really have enough of me, don’t you?" his deep voice teased you while his fingers were circling and pinching your nipples. You squirm under his touch and look up at him, your still wet hair already soaked your mattress. The cold, wet fabric made you shiver and your nipples got even harder. "You want me to stop, huh? You don’t want this?" he asked, not waiting for his question to get answered. He smirked at your body's reaction to him and leaned back for a moment. You arched your back to try to close the distance between you and him, longing to feel his warmth and his hands on your skin again. 

"So fucking needy," he groaned "You love being such a good little slut for me." When everything he did was degrade you all the time, you soaked up every little word of praise you could get out of him. So you nodded eagerly at his statement and blinked at him through tear-soaked eyelashes. "I-I will do anything you w-want me to," you whisper "I’m yours." you add, almost too quiet to hear. 

Not even five minutes ago you were scared to death while he stared down at you, squeezing your throat so tight that you were certain he was going to kill you. And now your head was blank. You should be scared, trying to get out of this situation, but instead you hoped he wouldn't ever stop doing what he was doing

You gasped audibly when all of a sudden you felt his hands roughly spreading your legs apart and his long fingers pressing into your wet cunt. "Fuck- Megumi don’t stop- please-" you moan while two long digits kept pumping in and out of you. You closed your eyes and threw your head back in pleasure, loud moans begging him to keep going. 

"Look at me." his growled command snapped you back to reality and you do as you’re told. Steel blue eyes met yours, his gaze full of lust and adoration. His thumb circling your clit made you cry out in pleasure and  finally Megumi crashed his lips onto yours, closing the distance between your bodies. 

Your pussy started clenching around his fingers, his thumb still drawing harsh circles on your clit. He licked his lips as he watched you pant and play with your nipples. "Fuck, please 'Gumi please-" you moan, his fingers fucking into you just right, stretching your walls open and hitting all the good spots.

"'Please' what?" he groaned, completely indulging in your pleasure. You heard the clink of Megumi’s belt meeting the floor as he took his pants of hastily, already in anticipation of what you’re begging him for. He leaned down to you, his eyes fixated on yours. 

"Please fuck me already." you moaned with a devilish smile on your lips and with that Megumi lost it. Pulling his fingers out of your pussy and leaving your dripping hole clenching around nothing he grabbed your hips. "Turn around" he growled before already manhandling you himself, bringing you to your hands and knees and pulling your ass up to meet his crotch. You could feel his hard cock bulging through his briefs, your sopping pussy dampening the fabric. He got rid of his underwear with a quick hand motion and his dick sprung free, slapping hard against your bare ass. You wiggled a bit as he tried to position himself at your entry, causing him to groan in annoyance. 

"Fucking hold still." he spat, grabbing your still wet hair and roughly pushing your head into the mattress. Your scalp hurt while he held your hair in his fist and pulled it, the other hand tried to push the leaking tip of his dick into your clenching hole. As soon as he brought himself into position he rested his hand on your lower back, falling forward a bit and bottoming out with a rough slam of his hips against your ass. He did not even wait for one second before he started grinding into you at a harsh pace. 

You wanted to scream but instead you could only let out a muffled moan, your face still pressed into the mattress. "Oh," you whimper "Fuck, Megs - feels so good." you cry, tears forming in your eyes. Your scalp felt like it was on fire as Megumi pulled you up to him by your hair, your back meeting his chest. He then let go of you and wrapped one arm around your waist, his other hand rested on your hip. 

Megumi pounded into you relentlessly while your thighs started shaking and the moans that escaped your lips became louder and louder. You were practically screaming. "Shit I- Fuck, ’s too much- so big-" you brabble, eyes closed while he breathed into your ear, groaning with every deep thrust. The hand that rested on your hips moved down to your wet heat. Your pussy started fluttering around his dick as his thumb met your clit once again, rubbing frantically, making you cry out in ecstasy. 

"Holy shit, you’re so fucking tight- look at you taking this dick so good, baby," he praised, his rough pace made Megumi pant out the words, he tried to catch his breath but he only got lost in his own moans. "Fuck- such a good girl for me. Such a fucking dirty little whore." His words alone were almost enough to bring you over the edge. 

"P-Please, I’m gonna-" you whimpered and closed your eyes because it just was all too much. His thick cock pounded into you at such a deliciously fast pace it made you lose your mind. You felt your orgasm approach when suddenly Megumi pushed you away from him, your face meeting the mattress again. He slapped your ass so hard you were sure it would leave a mark. You cried out as both of his big hands grabbed your hips and he completely bottomed out a few times, slamming his cock deep into your trembling cunt. "Shit- I’m gonna- gonna- fuck," your loud moans filled the room and as his thrusts became sloppier you came, pussy creaming around his dick, a white ring forming at his shaft.

"Fuck, Baby, keep squeezing me so tight." Megumi groaned, your fluttering cunt clenching around his girth. As his hips started shaking you felt him getting sloppier with each thrust. You looked back at him over your shoulder and heard a deep moan before you sent him over the edge and he came inside of you. 

He breathed hard and paused for a brief moment before he pulled out and let himself crash onto your body. With you now laying on your back he crawled up to you and layed his head down on your chest, still trying to catch his breath. You pulled his body towards you and stroked his back soothingly, brushing through his hair with your other hand.

"I love you," you whispered quietly "I love you." Megumi still didn’t say a word as he raised his head to look up at your face. Your eyes met and he leaned in to pull you into a deep kiss that made you gasp for air once again. When your lips finally parted, your eyes met again and you felt like an addict. What did he do to you? 

"Don’t ever try leaving me again," he said. His gaze was completely cold, you had no chance of interpreting it. "I love you." he adds quietly.

"I am only yours." you whispered in a shaky voice, stroking his cheek. You finally felt every muscle in his body relax and he laid his head back on your chest.

"Only mine." he repeats quietly and you continued stroking his cheek, soothing him by drawing circles on his back with your other hand and already thinking about excuses to tell your friends about the bruises on your neck.

After all this time, you were able to convince your head, but your body was still shaking. You were utterly terrified and so addicted to him that you were unable to get yourself out of this. 

*** 

You snap back to reality when suddenly someone attacked Megumi from behind and pulled him off of Choso, slamming him to the ground, hard.

You can spot pink hair and realize that it is Yuji.

"You fucking son of a bitch," Megumi panted, voice filled with rage "I saw you two coming out of that bathroom earlier, fucking get away from me." he spat and freed himself, throwing yet another punch at his best friends jaw.

Yuji dodged his punch and pressed his arm to Megumi's throat to hold him still. He didn't answer him but his look was so full of anger and disappointment. They were best friends for so long and Yuji would never even think of making a move on you. 

You looked over at the two of them, Maki was at your side again holding you close. Nobara was also standing next to you and out of the corner of your eye you saw Gojo and Geto hurrying over. Geto grabbed Yuji and pulled him off of Megumi, while Gojo pulled Megumi back to his feet and threw him towards the glass door.

"What the hell man, what the actual fuck’s wrong with you?" the white haired man spat at him "Get the fuck out of here." he growled and shoved Megumi outside, following him shortly after. You’ve never seen Gojo this angry.

Tears welled up in your eyes.

"Is everything okay, man?" you heard Geto ask Yuji. 

"Yeah I’m fine." he replied through clenched teeth.

Your vision became blurry while Nobara tried to soothe you by stroking your back. Maki held you tight in her arms. 

You give Yuji an apologetic look, but he looks past you, over to Maki. You feel her nod and hold you even tighter. 

"Let's go home, Y/N." she says softly, and you realize what's going on. 

"Let go of me." you say, stopping as she tries to move you towards the door. 

"Listen, this is not a good idea. Let's just go home." Maki responds firmly.

Nobara looks from you over to Maki and back to you. Yuta and Toge exchange glances with each other as well, and you suddenly realize how often your friends must have had conversations about you when you weren't around. 

"I have to-" you mumble, unsure what to say next. "I-I…get the hell off me, Maki" you say, now very upset, and tear yourself free of her grip.

The people around you had already dispersed. Yuji and Geto were taking care of Choso and the party was in full swing again, as if nothing ever happened. Thankfully, no one was interested in you anymore but between you and your friends, the world seemed to have stopped.  You looked from Yuji to Nobara and Maki, then over to Toge and Yuta. Your look was full of guilt and also full of shame. You wanted to say so much and instead you just turn around and walk away from your friends, towards the roof terrace. You‘re shaking while tears streamed down your face.

You had to make sure Megumi was okay.

**important note ** honestly, this is my very first piece of writing I ever published on some kind of platform. I always LOVED reading fics and all kinds of writing on here and all of you guys are just so talented. I have a habit of talking myself down and making myself small so want to try and keep it to a minimum. You have literally no idea how much I already wrote and deleted in a fit of hating myself so I hope you like this. English is not my native language and I KNOW I really have to improve in quality and grammar and overall use prettier words but I am trying and I hope I can improve my writing rather fast. I would love your feedback and maybe some advice if u have any. What really made me pull my shit together is some post I saw on here about how writing is supposed to be fun and that it doesn't matter if its good or bad and that Tumblr really just is a place to express yourself and yeah I really liked that so now you had to endure this I am deeply sorry

#Jjk smut #Jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen smut #jujutsu kaisen x reader #megumi smut #megumi fushiguro #megumi fushiguro smut #megumi angst #dark content #dark megumi #dark megumi fushiguro #megumi fushiguro angst #Jjk angst #megumi x reader #choso x reader #sh0ek0

[parkershows]

Coachella, 2023

Zendaya At Coachella

#edits #zendaya edit #zendaya icons #zendaya style #zendaya coleman #zendaya #coachella #dayachella #rue bennet x reader #rue bennet icons #rue bennett #all for us #i'm tired #labrinth

[everyonesroiting]

Day 7 of begging for your boyfriend, broken colors, my dear hatchet man ect. Smut🥱

I don’t even really know why I’m even asking anymore…shits making my chest hurt so this will probably be the last one.

#please #delivery guy #fanfic #feed me #my dear hatchet man #your boyfriend peter #y’all hurt my feelings #my chest aches #im bored #anxious #im so annoyed #i give up #angel broken colors #delivery guy broken colors #rasmus br0ken colors #damon broken colors #broken colors #y’all are exhausting #Spotify

[atpsnty]

┊𝐢'𝐦 𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝

miguel o’hara ; spider-man: across the spider-verse

pairing: miguel x gn!reader (you do not show up though)

warnings: (vague) breakup emotions, angst

request: n/a

summary: inspired by ‘i’m tired’ - labrinth & zendaya

a/n: kind of worded like a poem (sorry I love writing poetry and can’t stop)

character credit: spider-verse movie series

w/c: 456

'Hey Lord, You Know I'm Tired.'

It is like clockwork really – the way Miguel goes about the day.

Home: The place for basic necessities that couldn’t be completed at headquarters. The place where he was supposed to yearn to go to at the end of each day, yet the place where he rarely ends up. It is less of a “home” and more of an unnecessary residence, for your presence was fading faster than he cared to acknowledge and to keep outside the walls was to keep you in.

Work: The Arachno-Humanoid Poly Multiverse, he would call it by no other name because that is exactly what it is. A multiverse. Multiple realities converging and connecting through the means of spider-people. If he had a home, and he uses if very wisely, he would consider headquarters the living room that he never occupies; always trapped in his own hideaway for means of work, “play” does not exist in his vocabulary – not anymore at least. The enjoyment of downtime had withered away once you had left, leaving the quiet that relaxation had brought to accept the racket of his misfortune.

Missions: When Miguel was not in one of the two listed places, he was surely on a hunt of his own. He does this a lot now, taking on assignments himself. Though he has timelines to monitor and canon events to oversee, he finds that hands-on pursuits block out the noise more thoroughly than any desk duty. He takes every hit and assault, willingly putting himself in harmful positions in hopes that the ringing in his ears will drown out the distant echo of your laugh.

He can no longer carry weight of his own memories.

So this cycle repeats. In various orders and never through allocated time frames, but using these three places, using these three environments Miguel allows his days to choke on the air that lacks of your scent in hopes that the sounds of his own suffering will drown him.

‘It is all I got, Is this Enough?’

He likes to remind himself that he tried his best, that he held on to the breaking strings of your relationship for as long as he could.

But did he really?

Surely if he did he wouldn’t be wishing for you gone from his mind while simultaneously wishing for his memories to draw fresh.

He does not wish for you back.

He does not wish to witness you breaking again, because that is exactly what would happen. He would never be able to give you what you deserve – what you desire most and he does not wish to watch you walk away again.

He wouldn't be able to erase the memory once more.

short little drabble to get me back into writing,, also ahhhh first spiderverse ff after being obsessed for MONTHS (my requests are open!)

#spiderman #spider man: across the spider verse #across the spiderverse #satsv #spiderverse #spiderman: across the spiderverse #miguel o'hara #spiderman 2099 #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel o'hara angst #spiderman atsv #miguel o'hara x gn!reader #miguel o'hara x you #x reader #fanfiction #open requests #atpsnty #escapism #oneshot #drabble #fanfic #spiderverse x reader #miguel spiderverse #miguel spiderman

[prythianpages]

A playlist made up of songs that inspired me for my collection of imagines that center around Rhysand's sister, Valeria, and Azriel. I plan to incorporate some of the lyrics into the imagines. I also couldn't help myself and make a collage for this series lol.

You can find the masterlist here.

strange by celeste

"isn't it strange? how people can change from strangers to friends, friends into lovers and strangers again?"

my love mine all mine by mitski

"'Cause my love is mine, all mine. I love, mine, mine, mine. Nothing in this world belongs to me but my love, mine, all mine."

as the world falls down by david bowie

"There's such a fooled heart, beating so fast. In search of new dreams, a love that will last. Within your heart, I'll place the moon. Within your heart."

"But I'll be there for you as the world falls down."

opera house by ciggarettes after sex

"I was meant to love you and always keep you in my life. I was meant to love you, I knew I loved you at first sight."

cardigan by taylor swift

"But I knew you'd linger like a tattoo kiss. I knew you'd haunt all of my what-ifs."

Other songs:

yes to heaven by lana del rey

work song by hozier

agora hills by doja cat

violet crazy by dpr ian

war of hearts by ruelle

the loneliest by maneskin

violet hill by coldplay

wish that you were here by florence and the machine

who is she? by i monster

here with me by d4vd

gilded lily by cults

me and the devil by soap&skin

die for you by joji

i can see you by taylor swift

snowfall by oneheart&reidenshi

jacob and the stone by emile mosseri

jacob's prayer by emile mosseri

where is my mind cover by yoav

what was i made for by billie eilish

1Mmortal by cash

kingdom fall by claire wyndham

feels like by gracie abrams

i wanna be yours by arctic monkeys

hurts like hell by fleurie & tomme profitt

i'm tired by labrinth and zendaya

#azriel x reader #rhysand's sister #azriel x oc #acotar fanfiction #azriel shadowsinger #acosm

[disenchantedif]

Character Playlists; Mor

De Selby (Part 2) by Hozier

“I don't need to know where we begin and end; I'd still know you not being shown you, I only need the working of my hands”

Don’t Blame Me by Taylor Swift

“For you, I would cross the line, I would waste my time, I would lose my mind; they say she's gone too far this time”

Little Dark Age by MGMT

“Forgiving who you are for what you stand to gain, just know that if you hide, it doesn't go away”

Savages by MARINA

“I'm not the only one who finds it hard to understand; I'm not afraid of God, I am afraid of man”

Softcore by The Neighbourhood

“Breaking down; I don't want to play this part but I do, all for you”

Mount Everest by Labrinth

“You could touch the sky, but you ain't got shit on me, cause I'm on top of the world”

Curses by The Crane Wives

“Won't you stay with me, my darling, when the war starts in my heart? Oh ashes, ashes, dust to dust, the devil's after both of us”

Brother by NEEDTOBREATHE

“I ain't made for a rivalry, I could never take the world alone; I know that in my weakness I am strong, but it's your love that brings me home”

God’s Gonna Cut You Down by Johnny Cash

“You can run on for a long time, run on for a long time, sooner or later God'll cut you down”

David by Noah Gunderson

“I want to kill me a giant man, I want to slay my demons but I've got lots of them”

the fruits by Paris Paloma

“Does he know that I'm falling from a precipice that I tripped off long ago?”

Make Up Your Mind by Florence + The Machine

“But if you're gonna make me do it, how'd you want it done? Is it best to sip it slowly, or drink it down in one?”

The Wisp Sings by Winter Aid

“Let me sleep, I am tired of my grief and I would like you to love me, to love me, to love me”

Straight Razor by Matt Maeson

“I tried to start caring like you and like them, when you said that I was killing myself; I healed everything but my shame”

#disenchantedif #mor #character playlist #Spotify

[mr-laveau]

✨On Repeat Playlist Tag✨

Rules: Shuffle your repeat playlist ten times and tag ten people

Tagged by: @cashandprizes

Tagging: @agentplutonium , @annahxredaxted , @krispyartzz , @heyloverbugva , @elisacaleisa , @latenightsleeper and uhhhhhh, idk you ig? You listen to music right? Yeah, you can hop in. Yes. You. The one reading this/lh

WILLOW - Wait a Minute

Labrinth, Zendaya - I'm Tired

Labrinth, Zendaya - All For Us

Mazie - Dumb Dumb

Roisin Murphy - Ramalama Bang Bang

Ashe - Moral of the Story

Sabrina Carpenter - Looking at Me

King Mala - Martyr

EASHA - Manic Pixie Dream Girl

Milky Ekko - Who Are You Really?

#tag game #King Mala beloved #i love martyr so much actually like you wouldn't believe how Quinn coded that song is to me #all of these are def stuff I love rocking out to #I am surprised go see Ramalama Bang Bang tho

[thisis-elijah]

SPELL OUT YOUR URL WITH SONGTITLES

tears in the rain – hans zimmer // hope – NF // i'm tired – labrinth // smooth operator – sade // immigrant song – led zeppelin // stars are blind – paris hilton (that's a long story, please don't ask) // easy – commodores // lacrimosa – mozart // i am the antichrist to you – kishi bashi (yes i noticed the misspelling, shove it up your ass lmao) // journal of ardency – class actress // and – eden // home is a question mark – morissey

tagged by: @thedevil-diabolical (thank you!) tagging: the squad @phasmophobie @caughtbetweenworlds @trauma-report @ertraeumte @a-neverending-story @exsecrabar @heartofglass-mindofstone (just skip out on this one if you did it already or, even better, do it AGAIN)

#( is this what having hobbies feels like ) / * 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐬 . #( i hear a symphony ) / * 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐜 . #( nat20 lets goooo ) / * 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 . #yes i know there's a typo; keep it

[pinkprincess717-blog1]

| I’m Here |

Chapter 5:Up There

Summary: Lucas has left Amicia alone to grieve inside the church.

However, what will happen when a certain someone turns up? And are they real, or are they just a fragment of Amicia's mind, a slow descent into madness?...

Relationships: Lucas x Amicia De Rune

Fandom: A Plague Tale (Video Game)

Rating: Mature

⚠️ Warnings: This story contains graphic depictions of violence, hallucinations, PTSD, anxiety attacks, mental instability

Tags: Post-Requiem, grief, PTSD, trauma, flashbacks, anxiety attacks, hallucinations, hurt/comfort, emotional whump, angst, unresolved tension, slow burn romance, friends to lovers, non-sexual intimacy, Lucas is a sweetheart, Amicia is tired, Sophia is mum of the group, everyone needs a hug, dark fantasy, Medieval France, 14th Century (1300s)

READ HERE💖 https://archiveofourown.org/works/43709533/chapters/127307731

Enjoy!😊💖

PS:

(I hope you guys like the art I made for this chapter, I made it a while ago with my shots!)

If you’d like to listen to the song first before reading (Are any of you guys ‘Euphoria’ fans? 😁🙌) it was a great inspiration for me when writing. It sets the dark tone for the story and represents Amicia’s state of mind.

#a plague tale #a plague tale requiem #amicia de rune #a plague tale innocence #a plague tale amicia #lucas x amicia #lucas/amicia #lucas a plague tale #lumicia #lucas the apprentice #game fanfic #fanfic #writing #ao3 link #ao3 author #ao3 fanfic #amicia hugo #asobo studio #ps5games #hugo de rune #virtual photography #a plague tale lucas #fantasy games #medieval fantasy #female writers #fanfic writers #game photography #game writing #story writing #wattpad