#major death

[hopelessromanticfantasies]

"Your highnesses, the raid is over." My knight wasn't with them. "But please stay with me and the rest of the guards. It's for your own safe-" I barged past the head knight. I had to find him. "Wait, your highness!" "Son!" My mother called from behind me, but how could I care when my knight was out there. Something bad had happened to him and I knew it. I looked through corridors and bedrooms, bodies of our people and the enemies laid strewn across the floor. All of them dead. Blood drenched the carpet, turning it brown. I ended at the ball room, where I had been taken away from my knight to the safety bunker. That's where I found him lying on his back... a sword punctured through his gut. I ran to him, kneeling beside him. His eyes were still open, blinking, and he was struggling to breathe. "My darling. Oh my..." I rested his head on my lap. He had other stab wounds, cuts and bruises all over him. "Hey princey." He said, grinning up at me. "No don't talk, save your strength." "I was saving my strength so I could talk to you, so really you should not interrupt." He replied, still smiling. "But-" "What did I say about interrupting, princey." I shut my mouth. "Thank you. Now where I should I start? Right. Princey, I'm dying." "No! You-" He gave me another gently annoyed look. I shut up allowing him to continue what he was saying. "I'm not going to make it through this, which means I'm going to break my promise of being your knight until you die. I'm sorry about that." He coughed, a thin trail of blood leaving his mouth. Tears pricked at my eyes. "I hope I'll always be your favourite knight." "Always." I smiled down at him. He smiled back this time. "Good. There's one thing I have to say before," He coughs again, harder this time. "before I go." His breathing slows and his eyes are half lidded, struggling to blink. "I... I love you princey. I wanted to... marry you one day." My tears started slipping down my cheeks. "But I'm afraid that's not going to happen now. Just be the... good king I've always known you... would be. And don't forget... you promised... I would always be your favourite knight. I... I love you." His eyes shut. "Knight?" He wasn't moving. He wasn't breathing. "Knight! Oh god no! Knight! Please wake up!" Sobs made it hard to speak. "Come back! You didn't let me say it! You didn't let me say it!" "Son! Stop that!" My mother called as she ran over to me. "Stop holding that dead body! You're getting blood all over your nice suit." I held his cheek to my chest and screamed. "Why didn't you let me say it!" "Stop it! Let's go. Leave the boy." She began pulling on me, trying to remove me from him, my knight. "I love you. I love you. I love you so much." I whispered in his ear, although his body would not hear me I begged his soul would. "I'll never not love you." My mother finally wrenched me away from him, but I continued to fight against her, trying to return to my darling's side. His head hit the ground and I sobbed as two other guards moved his arms over his chest. The position of death. He was dead. I screamed again. I would never stop screaming for my darling. My knight. The one I loved.

#prince x knight #achilean #heart ache #mlm #romance #original writing #heart break #major death #angst

[tsukishimakei-officially212]

Please read my Fanfic on AO3 titled "Focus on Me" it's a HinaHarem. I might post it on Wattpad as well. The first chapter is already out on AO3, so go check it out.

Please follow jui-imouto-chan

I got inspired and motivated by one of her prompts and she allowed me to write it out and post it on AO3 and wattpad

@jui-imouto-chan follow her! 😊🫶🏾

#haikyu #fanfic #reading #hinata shouyou #fluff #angst #major death #haikyuu #karasuno #pls read #pls follow me #also follow jui-inouto-chan on tumblr #inspired by jui-imouto-chan's prompt

[tinyhousegirl]

The Grim Reaper - B.B. x N.T.

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A/N: this is for Day 10 of the August Prompt Month! Prompt was What If? This idea broke me, and I’d love to hash it out more in the future. For now, enjoy a non-beta’d ANGST SESH. Like what you're reading? Buy me a brick!

TW: lots of mentions of death, Major Character Death!!!! Minors DNI.

Pairings: Bradley 'Rooster' Bradshaw x Natasha 'Phoenix' Trace

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“Bird strike! Bird strike!”

“Phoenix, we’re on fire!”

“Eject! Eject! Eject!”

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The air in the lounge ran cold. A bird strike was one of those unpredictable disasters that no pilot ever wanted. It could be as simple of a fix as restarting an engine, or in the case of Phoenix and Bob, a last minute ejection in the California desert.

Rooster tensed when Maverick confirmed that the duo had ejected and called the tower for search and rescue. The tower confirmed the helis had taken off, but had yet to call out that any emergency beacons had been switched on. He gripped the couch arm tight, knuckles sheer white as he watched the helicopters disappear over the mountains.

He needed confirmation. He needed to know she was okay. The dread in his stomach would not go away, despite the rest of their team reassuring each other that the duo would be okay. They didn’t understand; didn’t feel the cold hands of the grim reaper that seemed to linger around him.

He was a baby when his father died. Bradley was too young when he experienced that first loss and the sobering numbness that came with it. His father’s ghost followed him.

He lost friends as a kid - drugs, accidents, cancer - nobody ever talked about how haunting it is to know you grow up while other kids who deserve it more won’t. Their ghosts woke him up some nights.

He knew his mom wouldn’t make it when she sat him down at sixteen, confirming his fear that everyone would leave him eventually. She didn’t have to say that it was terminal. He knew that sinking feeling in his stomach that told him she was going to die. He never saw her ghost.

Then Maverick pulled his papers, and became all but dead to Bradley. Pete Mitchell was the first person Bradley decided to lose. He embraced the grim reaper as an extension of himself, severing pieces off of the boy inside until he became the shell of a man he was destined to be. He pushed himself past breaking points to be the best of the best, cold and emotionless. He had lost squadmates in battle during his career, but it stopped phasing him after the first one came and went without as much as a few tears shed. Death was inevitable. He had successfully trained himself to be numb of all emotion and desire for life.

And then she walked into his life, and he suddenly felt like living again. She had an air of confidence, vibrant and full of life. She slowly broke him out of his personal hell, got him help, took an oath to love him despite his ghosts. She was the best five years of his life, and, if the rings around their dog tags were any indication, she would continue to be the best part of his life for years to come.

But Bradley couldn’t shake the dread. His mouth was dry, a cold sweat had formed on his brow, and sound felt as though it was traveling through molasses before meeting his ears.

The tower confirmed one emergency beacon had switched on. Maverick was running surveillance until the choppers showed up, then was forced to land despite his best efforts that Rooster had to tune out. Bradley wanted to patch in to the chopper’s frequency; hear what they were telling the tower directly. But he couldn’t. So he waited with held breath as the choppers landed at the beacon’s location.

After a staggeringly long hour, the tower announced to all parties to clear the tarmacs for emergency vehicles. The team all sank; someone was hurt.

“C’mon, Roos. They’re gonna have to find out about us eventually.”

She was laid across his bare chest, hand wrapped tight around his dog tags, the silver band clinking against the chain as she played with it.

He kissed the top of her head, leaving his lips lingering as he smiled. “I like keeping you to myself though. Besides, fraternizing with your squad is frowned upon.”

“We’re married, Bradley, not fraternizing.”

It was a spur of the moment decision. Natasha’s little brother had been visiting with his wife on their honeymoon cross-country trip. The two lovebirds had left such an impression on the Naval couple that they asked him to be their witness at the courthouse on the last day of his visit. The newlyweds were ecstatic; they were two of a small list of people who even knew the two were a couple. Not even the Navy knew about their hidden relationship.

And then six months later, Natasha opened up orders to return to Top Gun, and her dreamy husband walked into the bar after being deployed for the last four months. They held their tongues while they mingled with their new team, but the couple snuck out early in the California heat to finally be alone.

“After this mission. Let’s tell the world. I’ll give you the wedding and party you deserve.” Bradley said lovingly. They didn’t have time before his latest deployment for a big fiasco, deciding to just finally elope after months of discussion.

She peered up at him, beautiful chocolate brown eyes matching his. His whole world was in those eyes. She had changed him for the better.

“All I want is you, Bradley.”

He pulled her in closer, planting a long kiss on her lips, “I love you.”

The mixing sound of sirens and helicopter blades pulled Rooster back to the hangar, as their team anxiously crowded out of the ready room, unable to wait any longer without any information. Maverick and Hondo were at the other end of the structure, probably on the phone with the tower and helo teams. Maverick’s face was pale.

Both choppers landed, the ambulance rushing up to them immediately. The medical staff piled out of one with a stretcher.

And a zipped body bag.

“No.” Hangman mumbled as other sounds emerged from their team.

The other chopper opened.

Before Bradley could even think, he took off running towards the crowd. He ignored the yells behind him as his only focus was her.

“Phoenix!” He screamed as he ran up to the stretcher, hands planting on the sides of the metal bed. “Natasha!?”

“Sir, you need to move. Sir!” One of the medical staff pushed him out of the way, but he planted his feet back next to the stretcher.

“Sir, she’s gone. You need to go.”

Rooster’s eyes snapped to the medic. “What?” He couldn’t have heard them right.

“She’s gone, sir.”

He stumbled backwards, barely able to keep his legs steady. “No- no. No!” He let out a yell that echoed across the tarmac as his legs finally buckled.

“Rooster?” The pilot peered up, meeting eyes with his wife’s WSO. Bob’s eyes were red and puffy, and there was a hint of blood stained on his flight suit. He sunk down to the taller pilot’s level. “Bradley-”

Bradley shook his head slowly, tears beginning to form. “No. Bob, please. Please don’t tell me she’s gone.”

Bob didn’t say anything as he handed something over to him. He just gave him a sad look of understanding, the world collapsing in on them both separately, together.

Bradley extended his shaky hand, the shiny chain necklace he knew all too well dropping into his palm. The two dog tags shone bright in the California sun, but not as bright as the diamond ring strung next to them.

Bradley let out a sob.

His whole life he was running from death, fear that it would return in full force. She had brought him out of his darkness, loving him despite those flaws. She was gone. Phoenix, his Natasha, was gone. He loved her with his whole heart; how could he go on?

After they solemnly buried Lieutenant Natasha ‘Phoenix’ Trace, nobody thought they would return a year later to mourn her husband’s death.

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#major character death #major death #character death #bradley rooster bradshaw x natasha phoenix trace #bradley rooster bradshaw #natasha phoenix trace #top gun: maverick #death #death of a character

[captainjonnitkessler]

Sometimes I wish we would start calling out the performative radicalism on this site for the poser bullshit it is. "Remember, it's always morally correct to kill a cop!" "Don't forget to firebomb your local government office!" "Wow, it sure would be a shame if these instructions on how to make a molotov cocktail got spread around!"

Okay. But you're not killing cops or firebombing government offices. You are posting on a dying microblogging website to a carefully-curated echo chamber that has radicalized itself into thinking that taking the absolute most extreme position on any subject is praxis but that anyone discussing the most practical way to effect actual change is your sworn enemy. You do not have the street cred OR the activist cred to be talking about killing cops, babe.

#thinking about the person i saw saying that if you're at a protest #and other protesters try to stop you from becoming violent you should just kill them bc 'peace police are still police' #even taken as hyperbole that's simply dumb as shit on every conceivable level #it's also pretty blatantly hypocritical coming from people who are usually self-avowed prison/death penalty abolitionists #like i'm sorry but you don't get to be a death penalty abolitionist and also call for the death of your political enemies online #this isn't a major issue or anything i'm just bored and annoyed

[thebibliosphere]

Folks announcing they're leaving Tumblr because they're unhappy with the Twitter clone dashboard on desktop. (I don't blame you, it's broken af.) Meanwhile, the day this hellsite finally does close, staff are going to have to pry me out of the air vents like a rabid raccoon that's adapted to survive on drinking air conditioning coolant and whatever trash is left lying around in the breakroom.

#listen #I've been around for the death of several major social sites over the years #I'm just eating metaphorical popcorn at this point

[o-wild-west-wind]

ofmd is like not comedy as in sitcom but comedy as in shakespearean where it’s psychological trauma and conflicts of violence but with dick jokes and the promise of marriage in the end

#girl help I’m thinking about genre again #this show has the part of me that was an English major for one semester in a chokehold #has anyone done this yet #ofmd #ofmd season 2 #ofmd s2 spoilers #ofmd spoilers #our flag means death #ofmd meta

[demonlordcosnime]

lets play fairy fencer F advent dark force part 17

#youtube #lets play #fairy fencer f #part 17 #battle #fight #boss battle #major death #tiara #fang #exploring #cavern #time travel #paradox #gameplay #gamergirl #gaming #youtube channel #cosnime

[meruz]

i watched kore-eda's recent film Monster this past week and i truly.. cannot stop thinking about it. maybe my favorite kore-eda film yet

#the subject matter is also just very My Shit so im.. im so biased #monster 2023 #meruzart #i want to encourage ppl to watch this but also cw for child abuse and implied major character death lots of thriller type stuff... #be wary if ur sensitive to stuff like that

[hxnnibxi]

im sorry people calling watchers response "too late" are incredibly wrong. they took two days. the original announcement was posted on friday and then they posted their response to backlash the following monday. that's a perfectly normal respone time. they took the weekend to gauge the opinion of the fans, reformed their plan and then posted an update admitting fault. im not saying i think their response was good or bad but it was definitely quick.

#im literally a communications major i have classes about conflicts/crises within organizations #also guys this is a very different kind of organization crisis #its to do with their business not something like a death or accident #watcher #we are watcher #shane madej #ryan bergara #steven lim

[thoughtsfullofbooks]

The fact that Our Flag Means Death is trending at the same time as Good Omens just because GOS2 had the exact same ending as OFMD S1 is absolutely insane behavior

Good job everyone

#it’s like spn trending with major world events #but for gay people #good omens #good omens season two #our flag means death #aziraphale #crowley #ineffable husbands #blackbonnet #omfd #good omens 2 #david tennant #michael sheen #neil gaiman #good omens spoilers #good omens season 2 spoilers

[jewreallythinkthat]

Something I really don't understand is this obsession the anti-Israel crowd (in the West) have with death and martyrdom. All they care about is dying, and often killing for their cause; I see nothing about building a better future that isn't based on the murder of 9 million Israelis.

It's easy to die for a cause. The challenge is living to make a better tomorrow.

#jumblr #antisemitism #i/p #killing yourself and others does nothing to promote peace. frankly killing others is just terrorism in this scenario #if you want peace then you should be workng with jews and israelis #deal with antisemitism islamophobia and the rot in the knesset to move towards a two state solution #anything other than a two state solution is discrimination and death #dying for your cause is not cute or progressive. its lazy because you didnt want to put in the effort to do real work moving forwards #jews are 0.2 of the worlds population. if you refuse to engage with them you are the problem #majority voice doesnt mean correct. it just means loud #if your voice is leading to people killing themselves then you need to take a long hard look in a mirror

[twilicidity]

#bungou stray dogs #bungou #chuuya nakahara #bsd chuuya #dazai osamu #skk #bsd dazai #bsd skk #soukoku #dazai x chuuya #bsd #bsd beast #beast dazai #bungou stray dogs beast #beast chuuya #beast skk #major character death #angst

[baskeigh-ball]

Went and hurt my own feelings with this one, oops

I never planned on making fanart for @somerandomdudelmao's series but I recently made a connection between it and that one tweet that permanently altered my brain chemistry so I couldn't NOT make something

#the only reason i can stomach this future au is because its going to turn out okay #any other time my mental fortitiude is out the window #major character death is my kryptonite #rottmnt #cass apocalyptic series #rottmnt fanart #rottmnt mikey #rottmnt donnie #rottmnt leo #rottmnt raph #my art

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

I'm a doctor, not a miracle worker.

[First] Prev <–-> Next

#poorly drawn mdzs #mdzs #wen ning #wei wuxian #wen qing #jiang cheng #Truly Massive disclaimer here: I am a Jiang Cheng enjoyer. I like his character. I enjoy that he is very flawed and volatile. #This episode of the audio drama has a lot of great breakdown scenes featuring JC - and they all deserve a feature. #But underlying this comic is a small meta comment of 'ah man I have too many comics of JC just wailing sadly' #My goal is to draw 6-8 comics per episode - I sometimes have to truncate and cut good scenes out. #Especially when a large majority is just different flavours of trauma and toxic relationships to your self-worth. #I would also like to make a note here that just because you lose the ability to do something that is very tied to your core identity- #-does not mean your life is over. It will feel like the end of the world. It will send you into a spiral of grief. It will hurt so badly. #Sometimes we do not realize how tied up our identities can be in certain things until we are cut loose. #You don't lose yourself. I promise the pain will fade in time. I promise you will find other things to tether you. I promise you will be ok #Life moves forwards. Time moves forwards. You move forwards. #Ego death just means an opportunity for ego rebirth. You are never committed to being the same person forever. #To wrap this around to JC: Yeah I love the twist with the core transfer but man I would have loved to see JC accept the loss. #Obviously it happens for a reason (story) but I can have my AUs. I can have these 'what-ifs'. #described in alt text #I'm trying it out! *please* give me feedback - I want to eventually Add image ID to all of these comics one day

[la-sera]

"burn my body"

Hyrule dies in his Hyrule. The monsters managed to sacrifice him to resurrect Ganon.

Legend wants to grant Hyrule's last wish: burn my body.

#linked universe #link #zelda #lu legend #lu hyrule #downfall duo #major character death

[lilybug-02]

Weird Route...

Spoilers for CT Weird Route below.

Please check tags for anything triggering ❤️

Afterlife...

........

This is not cannon, as the weird route is finished and it will not be added upon. But.......I often find myself wanting to draw for it. So here you are...

The weird route ends abruptly and without art for a reason. I wanted to make it painfully obvious that as YOU continue the route/story YOU stop getting anything out of it. You're only hurting the characters, and by the end, there's nothing left to do except start over.

I had thought of Asriel discovering Chara...well, dead. But I think that would have been too much for the scene. I didn't want to get any more depressing than it already was.

tbh I only hope that I can make an ending even half as good as this one. I still think about it often and I'm proud of the amount of work I put into it.

#slight body horror #major character death #death mention tw #pretty sad vibes :( #very red? Like idk if your sensitive to bright colors #deltarune #my art #art #deltarune chara timeline #sketches #chara #chara weird route #weird route #heart string weird route #bright colors #bright colours cw