#tw suidice
support · 8 years ago
Everything Okay?
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aphroswrld · 7 months ago
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I think about these a lot
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dxrksxul-28 · 4 months ago
Have you ever wished you could tell someone the whole story of why you are the way you are?
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vettelforpresident · a month ago
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kerolunaticat · 10 months ago
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ozzo-the-wozzo · 8 months ago
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iafos · 3 months ago
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[id: a three-panel digital comic taking place on the ghast farm. on the first panel grian with a pleading smile says "you could join me mumbo!". the second panel is mumbo looking down concerned and stressed, grian's dialog continues: "we could still be friends!" the third panel is grian and mumbo standing on a bridge with a gap between them, grian is holding a pickaxe and mumbo's side is crumbling under his feet. grian says "we could still be friends..." the panel continues down empty to show altitude, and at the bottom a minecraft chat message says "mumbo jumbo fell from a high place" /end id]
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logstedparty · 2 months ago
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reading back exile transcripts makes me crazy fr
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ventbll0g · a month ago
Just a cut
Just a scratch
"What's that mark?"
"It was my cat"
Just an excuse
Just a lie
"What's with the bracelets?"
"It's just fashion, why?"
Just a tear
Just a scream
"Why are you crying?"
"Just had a bad dream"
But its not just a cut, a tear or a lie
It's always just "one more" until you die
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grungexaestheticx · a month ago
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balkanbitch · a month ago
Alma: Keep talking like this your getting written out of my will
Bruno: Keep talking like this and your getting written in to my suicide note
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bonycage · 2 months ago
i feel nothing and everything all at the same time.
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unsettlingsweet · 4 months ago
I sent this to my "friends" and no one gave a shit
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I just wanna bury myself really deep and hope they don't go cry over my fucking grave
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dxrksxul-28 · 4 months ago
𝑆𝑙𝑒𝑒𝑝 𝑑𝑜𝑒𝑠𝑛’𝑡 ℎ𝑒𝑙𝑝 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑡𝑦𝑝𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑡𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑦𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒.
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relaxxattack · a year ago
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“Guys, how do I know when it’s too much?” 
  redrew my sketch from a few hours ago! can’t believe this is canon tbh
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nxhappiness · 6 months ago
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okienero · 5 months ago
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boobiekisser02 · 2 months ago
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i wish i jumped all those years ago before i was able to hurt everyone i came to love
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www-artforoddballs · a month ago
Mammon couldn't do it anymore. He was tired.
He was tired of the constant disrespect. He was tired of being treated by shit by everybody that was supposed to love him and cherish him. He was tired of his brothers treating each other better than they ever treated him.
"You're truly useless, aren't you, Mammon? If you think your antics are so funny, then maybe you should go jump off of a bridge without your wings to save you."
That was the last thing Lucifer had said to him before he tapped out of processing.
He hadn't even done anything bad this time. It was April Fool's day, he had pulled small, insignificant pranks on all his brothers. It was nowhere near what Satan and Belphie had done to the first born, so why was he being told to kill himself?
So as his ears rang and his body trembled, he couldn't even process the scolding that Lucifer was giving him. Nothing was processing to him, not the warmth of the fire in the fire place, not the rumbling of thunder, not the patter of rain hitting the house. Mammon started to darkly chuckle to himself, catching the attention of his brother.
"Are you even paying attention to me?!" Snarled the angry first born as he forced his younger brother to look at him.
And Mammon couldn't do it anymore. He was tired.
So he broke, opening like a flooding dam.
"Well maybe if all of you showed me some fucking respect for once, Lucifer, we wouldn't be where we are right now." He growled, reaching a level of animosity that shocked the avatar of pride. As Lucifer's eyes widened slightly and he stepped away from his brother, Mammon continued.
"You want me to go fucking kill myself? Fine. Maybe I will. But if I'm going down, I'm taking everybody down with me. For all of the late nights where I've been the shoulder to cry on, for all the times I've made sure you didn't work yourself to death, for all of Beel and Satan's night terrors that I've helped with, you think I would earn some fucking respect as the emotional backbone of this entire household!" He laughed, voice empty and devoid of anything but anger.
"You think I'm such a disgrace? Alright, Mister "perfect creation", let's go with that. Who, exactly, had the idea to start the war that led to all of our fucking trauma? Because spoiler, that would be you, you old bastard. And who was by your side through everything? Who didn't lock themselves away, who gave up their mental energy and health to support everybody else? Oh, that's right, that would be ME again!"
Lucifer grew quiet as he looked at the younger brother, the one whose voice was growing more unhinged, whose appearance was shifting into his demonic form.
"Mammon, I didn't mean to-"
"You didn't mean to do what, Lucifer? Systematically break me down for the last few milennia? Then congrats, you failed!" Mammon snapped at the first born.
"Do you even care that I have a gambling addiction? You don't seem to care unless it effects my money supply. Y'know, for all of your supposed perfections, I can see what your biggest flaw is. And it is that you are weak," Mammon spat.
"You will avoid us and bury yourself into work just so that you don't have to man up and face your own emotions and trauma. You hurt other people because you're hurting, Lucifer. But you refuse to admit that ANYTHING is wrong with you! Guess what, Lucifer?! You aren't fucking special!"
Lucifer's shock turned to horror as Mammon's teeth sharpened, nails elongating and turning into talons, the roaring fire in the fireplace illuminating the monstrous form that the second born had taken on.
"You know what? Crows aren't the only animals associated with greed. So if I need to step up and stop being your comic relief and punching bag to get the respect that I actually deserve around here, stop being a little ditzy bird that gets insulted and shit on and discarded?" Mammon pondered, venom dripping from his voice, and as he looked the first born in the eyes, the power of the House of Lamentation went out, the fire leaving with it, leaving behind only smoke as the pattern on Mammon's skin and his eyes illuminated the now dark room with yellow light.
"Then I'll step up and be a god damn dragon."
Not my best work but I mentioned that I'd love to see something like this happen in game a while ago lol so I figured I'd write it.
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ventbll0g · a month ago
Have you ever burst into tears in ur room and realized nobody knows how unhappy you are
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