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poppins-me · 6 months

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#typography #types #lettering #theend #bwquotes

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21threjectedsoul · 3 months

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The End has the coolest aesthetics I've ever seen. It always make me feel too many things

It reminds me of a futuristic world. It also reminds me of a destroyed world. Also it reminds me of sideral space. Also also it reminds me of the Moon. By last it reminds me of a asteroid belt

I know exactly its flaws but just the feeling it invoke in me always surprise me

#minecraft #mojang #the end #enderman #ender dragon #enderdragon #theend #end poem #end post #notch #microsoft #google

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lynderman · 2 years

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𝙂𝙡𝙞𝙢𝙥𝙨𝙚 𝙊𝙛 𝙐𝙨 (Robin Arellano) Final Part

Pairing: Robin Arellano x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 1,955

Date Published: 8/9/22

Tags: Angst, AU, Alternate Universe, Heartbreak, breakups, (past) fluff, eventual Vance Hopper X Reader, time-skips, flashbacks, confessions, fighting.

Description: (This AU Has no grabber what so ever. It's just with the characters. I'm also making them all 16-17 just because it seems better to me lol.)

You and Robin had been dating for quite a while. It all went downhill When he began to get into fights again. A bit later, you get with someone else. How will Robin handle seeing you with someone who isn't him?

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𝘏𝘰𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥

As you locked the car door you shivered slightly. You had been in such a rush that you didn't bring a jacket. The dock looked abandoned as usual, other than a small group of other teens on the other side skinny dipping. It wasn't unusual, you just hoped that whoever wanted to meet you here wasn't wanting to participate In that. You made your way down the old dock. At the end, there was an old wooden bench. Wiping the dust off of it, you took a seat and looked around the lake. There wasn't anyone right by you. You enjoyed the peace and quiet.

You soon heard the crunch of leaves behind you, followed by footsteps on the old wood. You turned to your right, expecting to see Vance. It wasn't Vance. It was Robin. He looked the same as usual. You did notice that he was wearing a different belt buckle. You were a bit confused to see that it was the one you got him months ago. "Can I sit here?" You mumbled a yes. It was quiet for a while. Not awkward, just tense. As if you both didn't want to talk. "So you left the note in my locker?" You asked. "Yeah. I did." You slumped a little. "Do you want someone else here?" He turned to face you. "No no. It's not that. I just thought that it was Vance who left it." He gave you a sad look.

"Did he forget it was your birthday?" You didn't want to say yes. "That little prick." His tone of voice changed as he began to tap his knee. "He doesn't deserve you." You looked at Robin with more confusion. "He treats you like absolute shit. He ditches you for other people, yells at you constantly, and is borderline abusive. You don't deserve to be treated like that at all." You just sat there. "That's the same thing he said about you." He stopped tapping his knee. "That night at the roller rink. After we left he kept telling me about how 'He doesn't want to see me hurt again' and how 'I deserve so much better." It was complete bullshit. I wanted to stay back and talk with you. But of course he had to start a fight. I contemplated not going with him and just staying with you but-" You stopped when you processed what you were saying. You just outted your feelings to Robin again. You were still with Vance and he was still with Paige. Why did he come here anyways?

Robin held out his hand, signaling for you to open yours. He then handed you the other half of the bandana from the roller rink. "I fixed it for you. I sewed the rips. That way you don't have to keep the other half in your pocket all day. Maybe you can sew it back together." You couldn't help but blush. How did he know you always kept it in your pocket? It never went In our out unless you were in your room. "Look (y/n)." Robin scooted closer to you, turning his body to face you fully.

"Before Vance interrupted at the rink, I was going to say I'm sorry." You couldn't look at him. You couldn't bring yourself to do it. He sighed before going into greater detail.

"I'm sorry that I broke up with you. Especially the way it went down. Words cannot express how sorry I am. I never wanted to break up with you. I never wanted to go back to Paige. Everything she said was a lie. I never went to go see her. My Abuela was really sick. Or to say all those things about you. None of them were true. I was just so angry at myself. I took it out on you for no reason either. I shouldn't have let it get to the point where you were crying. And I'm sorry I forgot out anniversary. That was a dick move of me. I know that made all of it worse. And I'm sorry that I got into so many fights. I thought it would make me look better. That winning all of them would show how strong and confident I was. I just wanted to impress you was all. And I realize now it wasn't the correct way to do it. I got a bit jealous over the fact that Vance was hanging out with you more. You just make me feel something I can't explain. I don't know how to put it into words. You make me nervous, but I also get really happy. I Get all fidgety and talkative. Every time I see you and you smile at me it makes me feel like I got hit in the face. But in a good way. You're really pretty too. It's really hard to look away from you sometimes. And I care about you so much. You mean more to me than anyone in this world. And I don't wanna hurt you. But I know I did hurt you. With everything I've said and done. I didn't want to lose you either. But I did that too. I don't want to lose you again. It was wrong of me to compare you to Paige. The only reason I got back with was because I was lonely. I don't feel anything for her. Every thing we did, every hug she gave me, anything. I pretended it was you. I tried so hard to get over you. But I can't. You've shown me more love and affection than anyone else ever has. And that's why I care about you a lot. I want to protect you. I want you to be be happy. Every time I saw you cry it made me want to cry. I just want you to feel the same about me. I just want you to lo-"

"Love you?"

Robin froze. He was now standing up and in some over exaggerated pose. He always moves when he talks so it wasn't a surprise. When you met his eyes you could tell he was trying his hardest to hold back tears. "Yes. I want you to love me. When you told me on the hill, it hit me like a brick. That you did love me. That you felt the same way I feel now. And I didn't notice that. And I fucked up and then you got with Vance. But he's also-" Robin stopped speaking when you pressed your lips to his. He stood there in shock. When you stepped back you looked at him again, you could see he was crying.

"I'm sorry too Robin. For saying everything I said. And comparing you to Vance. I shouldn't have said any of that either. I did the same thing. I just Imagined Vance was you the entire time. It didn't do anything. All those fights you got into? I had to walk away so I wouldn't beat the shit out of the other person for hitting you. Or so I didn't come up to make sure you weren't hurt too badly. But I do love you robin. Even after we broke up. I never moved on. I couldn't. I still can't. I stay up every night waiting for you to climb through my window still."

He walked over and pulled you into his arms. He stood there as he laid his head on top of yours. You stood there, savoring the moment. This is what you'd been waiting for. For months, you waited to feel this type of love. "I accept your apology." You say into his chest. You can feel him laugh. "I accept yours too." After what seemed like minuets the two of you untangled. "So, what are we now?" You couldn't help but laugh as Robin asked. "Back together. Well, I mean if you want to be. Of course if you-"

"I'd love to be, "Mi corazón." A large smile was plastered on your face with his answer. The two of you walked from the dock and back to the parking lot. As you did so, you heard someone calling your name. you turned to see Vance walking angrily towards you both. When he reached you he began shouting. "What the hell is this?! Why are you with him?" He screamed. "Why were you with Paige earlier?" Vance went silent. On cue, again. Paige walked up behind him, calling his name.

"Robbie, why are you with her?" She sneered. "Don't call me that. And because we're dating again." Her jaw dropped. "Vance, I'm breaking up with you." He looked over to you. "You can't-" "Yes. I can. And I did." You grabbed Robin's Hand and began to walk off. You paused for a moment before shouting back to Paige. "He has AIDS by the way! From all the other girls he's been with!" The two of you watched and cackled as they fought.

"So you didn't drive here?" Robin shook his head. "So you walked." He nodded. At least you had a car now. He complimented it when you two made It to the parking lot. He walked over to get in but stopped when he saw you standing there. "Do you mind-" "Just hand me the keys." You smiled as you handed him your car keys and got in the passengers side. On the car ride back to your house, you both had the windows rolled down and the radio blasting Pink Floyd.

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You mom still wasn't home. So you decided to let Robin sneak in. It wasn't exactly sneaking in if he went through the open front door. The two of you sat at the dining table eating your cake for a while before you decided to go to your room. When he walked in he smiled proudly. "Glad to see nothing's changed." He walked over to your record collection and began to peek through. The two of you sat on the bed playing your guitar for a while. That turned into a talk about school drama. Then that turned into something about animals. "Before I forget..." Robin begins to dig in his pocket. He pulls out. a small bag. Inside is an obsidian necklace. It has a locket at the end. Inside is a photo of the two of you on your first date. You smile and kiss his cheek. "I love it."

"You still kept it?" You set your necklace down and looked over to see Robin holding your cow. "Oh-yeah."

"I'd kinda hug it everynight since you weren't here." You laid on your back and looked up to the ceiling. "Well now I am." You felt his arm wrap around your waist, and pull you into his chest. The two of you stayed like this as you felt yourself grow sleepier. You turned over to look at him as your eyes began to droop. "Goodnight Robin."

"Goodnight (Y/n)."

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You bolted up right in bed. You were struggling to breathe for a moment as you sweat heavily and tears were pouring down your face. You aggressively felt around the bed for another person as you struggled to see in the dark. You didn't stop until someone grabbed your hand. Robin slowly sat up next to you and turned the light on. "(Y/n)..what's wrong? Why are you-" He heard you sniffle before you hugged him tightly. "What'd you dream about?" You explained the dream in vivid detail. You couldn't hold back your sobs. When you finished Robin cupped his face in your hands. "That'll never happen. (Y/n) you know I care about you too much to do that." He reassured you for a while until you calmed down enough. When you laid back down he placed a kiss on your forehead. "I love you Mi corazón." You smiled as you closed your eyes. "I love you too Robin."

The sound of rain hitting your window was even more comforting than usual tonight.

𝘈 𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘶𝘴

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Fin.

#the black phone #tbp #xreader #reader insert #angst #robin arellano #finney blake #female reader #slow burn #Robin Arellano x reader #the black phone x reader #x reader series #series #robinsrelic #vancehopper #bruce yamada #finishedseries #theend

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abridurif · 5 months

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Felix Gonzalez-Torrez, Untitled (The End), 1990

#felix gonzalez torres #theend #stacks #piles

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authorksc · 2 months

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What Type Of Ending

February 22, 2024|Blogging

When writing a book, it inevitably has to come to an end. But how do you decide how it ends? Most readers love a happy ending, but sometimes a tragic ending is more emotional and leaves more of a mark. Personally, I hate the ending that leaves you hanging, or to your own imagination, but that's just me. I am sure a few readers like that type of ending. Now, if the book is a series that is a different story. Then it needs to have something that leads it into the next story. What type of endings do you love? Would love to hear from you, and remember, "Enjoy the Write!" KSCarson

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sdaryane · 10 months

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Des étapes du deuil…

Ce qu’il y a de plus rude dans une rupture c’est de se farcir une énième fois ces 7 étapes du deuil que l’on trouve plus longues à chaque fois.

Personnellement, je m’en passerai bien car j’ai l’impression que chacune d’entre elles est interminable !!!

Tout d’abord, le CHOC : cette étape est la plus violente pour le cerveau je pense. C’est un fait, la porte s’est claquée, l’élastique a lâché, le roseau s’est rompu…En dehors de la douleur physique que l’on peut ressentir parfois (oui même un choc émotionnel peut faire mal physiquement !), c’est avant tout la stupéfaction qui est douloureuse car même si on peut parfois s’y attendre on refuse d’admettre que cela puisse arriver. C’est ce refus qui nous fait glisser assez rapidement vers la deuxième étape.

Le DENI est donc la suite logique du choc. On refuse d’admettre que l’être aimé puisse nous abandonner, surtout après les multiples démonstrations d’amour et d’affection dont il a pu faire preuve. Impossible qu'il s’en aille après avoir fait autant de déclarations d’amour il n’y survivrait pas…Impossible qu’il puisse me laisser derrière lui et imaginer sa vie sans moi…Impossible qu’il ne fasse pas machine arrière, il m’aime trop et ne peut pas se passer de moi il me le disait tous les jours !!!Et pourtant…

C’est cette incohérence qui ouvre la porte à la troisième étape : la COLERE.

Quand on réalise que ce que l’on vit est bel et bien réel, c’est comme si on venait enfin d’allumer le feu sauf que l’on est en plein été et qu’il va se propager beaucoup plus vite et beaucoup trop loin que prévu !!!J’utilise cette image volontairement étant donné qu’il est pompier volontaire…

Le brasier qui s’empare de mon esprit est incontrôlable et il risque de tout détruire sur son passage même les jeunes pousses innocentes qui ne demandent qu’à me consoler. Je me sens usée et abusée même. J’ai un sentiment d’injustice et de dégoût face à la situation, ce n’est pas normal ce qui se passe et c’est profondément surréaliste compte tenu des propos et des actes passés. La révolte me gagne, j’ai envie de hurler, de casser tout ce qui se présentera devant moi mais le pire est de devoir s’en empêcher. Comment éviter un drame supplémentaire ?

La quatrième étape éteint une partie du feu avec son lot de larmes : la TRISTESSE !

Je ne sais pas si j’ai un déficit lacrymal ou si je suis différente du commun des mortels mais cette étape-là m’a toujours échappée. Néanmoins, je pense qu’il y a certainement différentes manières d’être triste sans pour autant être en état de crise de pleurs. Je sens que je souffre, que j’ai mal, que je lui en ai voulu donc la suite logique serait de pleurer cette histoire mais je n’y parviens pas. J’en suis désolée car cela me soulagerait sans doute et me permettrait de passer à l’étape d’après mais je ne sais pour quelle raison ma tristesse reste bloquée dans ma gorge. Il ne me reste qu’à la ravaler pour continuer le processus. Mais est-ce bien possible ??

Voici venu le temps de la RESIGNATION...Cinquième étape et non des moindres car je pense que c’est la plus dure ! Devoir se résigner à l’évidence c’est devoir accepter qu’on ait été amputé d’un membre alors qu’on a toujours la sensation de le sentir bouger. C’est juste inhumain ! Admettre cette fin de non-recevoir, ce scénario dramatique et irrévocable c’est admettre l’échec une fois de plus et pour quelqu’un comme moi c’est super compliqué croyez-moi !!Se résigner c’est tomber les armes, battre en retraite et tourner le dos finalement. Cette étape est relativement courte car elle s'enchaîne avec celle qui finit de nous délivrer.

L’ACCEPTATION…Sixième étape et non des moindres !!!Celle-ci a un petit goût de Reine des neiges (libérée….délivrée… !) mais elle n’est pas si simple à maîtriser attention. Parfois, il fait beau, les oiseaux chantent et on a le sentiment que notre douleur est passée mais il suffit d’une étincelle pour revenir à la case ESPOIR qui nous fera irrémédiablement repartir de zéro. Voilà donc le piège à éviter quand on pense avoir atteint ce Saint Graal qu’est l’acceptation.

Pour ma part, je pense que cette étape ne peut être validée que lorsque les précédentes soient effectivement révolues. Le plus important pour cela c’est le temps que l’on donne à chacune et l’implication que l’on y consacre. Le risque est de brûler certaines étapes et de vouloir se sortir trop vite de ce mal être pour finalement y retomber de plus belle et pour souffrir plus longtemps.

Le mieux serait de pouvoir identifier finalement ce qu’on attendait vraiment de l’autre pour « accepter » qu’il était vraisemblablement incapable de nous le donner et enfin reconnaître que c’est mieux ainsi…Facile à dire hein ?!

Quand tout ce chemin, en forme de courbe en J, est parcouru, il ne reste plus que la RECONSTRUCTION.

Cette fois, le temps est venu de reprogrammer nos objectifs et nos envies. Il faut prendre tout son temps pour cette dernière étape car selon nos choix la route est très différente. Il ne faut pas se tromper à cause d’un reliquat d’amertume ou de regrets. Il faut prendre le temps d’évaluer la situation ainsi que toutes les options qui s’offrent à vous. La vie recommence, c’est à nouveau le printemps et tout peut renaître même l’espoir d’une vie meilleure et plus belle. Au lieu de beaux espoirs irréalisables, fixons nous de petites victoires à célébrer chaque jour et avançons prudemment afin de renforcer nos acquis. Inutile de se promettre de ne plus jamais tomber ou de ne plus jamais souffrir ce serait en vain mais au moins persuadons-nous que nous méritons le meilleur et qu’il finira par arriver. Je sais que je suis une bonne personne au fond de moi et tôt ou tard celui dont je rêve finira par trouver la route qui mène jusqu’à tous mes trésors…

Dois-je envoyer ma carte à l’univers ?

#love #theend #pour toi #rupture #peine #deuil #étapes

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queen-vessaraia-ashlynne · 3 months

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Sometimes, being with people makes you feel more lonely.

It's something I've noticed; more often than not, I'll be with my friends when it suddenly strikes me, a hollow discontent. How different would this scene be if I wasn't in it? Would they spare more than half a thought for me?

I wonder - am I effectively a third wheel? If the others pair off, when we inevitably lapse into smaller conversations and activities, where do I fit into this picture?

Do I fit into their picture?

Sometimes, being with people makes you feel more lonely. It makes you wonder, and doubt, when you should be savouring the moment. If you are so concerned with the end of the moment, then you shouldn't be thinking of it, but savouring it and jumping all in; smiling until your cheeks hurt, laughing until you cry. Chattering until your heart feels lighter, the doubt just a little weaker.

That's just what being human is. An end is always inevitable, one way or another. People change, people grow apart. People fall ill, people die. But they all leave memories behind, and how do you want those memories to be for you?

I know how I want them to be.

So, even if you feel lonely whilst surrounded by people, know that you aren't alone.

#friendship #lonely #change #end #theend #us #friends #happiness #sadness #togetherness #smile through the pain #love #introspective #introspection #deep

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asiawalecka · 5 months

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Sa Pa, Vietnam 23

#sa pa #vietnam #colour photography #landscape #mountain town #mountains #nature #theend

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purewhitewolf · 9 months

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End of a Reality or a Multiverse Reset

So, how does Kaitlyn handle when a world has reached its destined end or when it's time for a mass reset? She sits back and embraces it.

Yes, there's times when it seems she prevents the End from happening or seals away some doombringer... but that's only when it's happening out of order or is being performed by the wrong entity. When it's time for a reality to go, she will not stop it.

Oftentimes, if there is a physical body of doom, she'll go and hug it. Especially if it is someone she knows and loves. Be it Blight (@myblackdragonofdeath1), Kara (@tweetiepea-rps), Fenrir (@the-apex-hub), and more.

This hug is not to stop the destined destruction, but merely it is a farewell embrace of accepting the end. She'll allow the destruction to consume her in her final act of love.

In her own original reality, she will embrace her lover Death as he rides his horse across the lands as all perishes underneath during the Apocalypse.

In other multiverse reset scenarios, there's often a white or black void consuming everything rapidly with hardly anyone noticing unless they operate outside of time itself. While it is happening nearly instantaneously, Kaitlyn sees it in slow motion whenever it occurs. She takes the moment to reminisce all she's done with loved ones and then will ponder how the new upcoming timelines will differ. Both sadness and excitement would fill her as she says goodbye to the old worlds and greets the new ones that will reform from the remains.

Then, her memory is wiped as she's destroyed to be recreated later. The only remnants of past realities are saved in her own private void museum where she can remind herself and keep the memory of those she knew before alive.

#purewhitewolf #kaitlyn #theend

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loopylucifer · 1 year

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Thank you for everything! Know that you were loved dearly, even if you didn’t always know it. Now it’s time to let rest. #TheEnd is far approaching… (at Risca) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cpv3htHIR7MIK_d5S1t0HsHuJq78RD4UJtUI4Q0/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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inlivingwritenow · 7 months

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