#tw. suicide

[highpri3stess]

Guys the fanmail just came in today

You spent 23 minutes on my page sending these to me. Bold.

#tw. racism #tw. suicide

[deadlygoldfish22]

A real Casanova

#megaman #mega man #cutman #cut man #megaman retooled #suicide mention #tw. suicide

[enbysiriusblack]

top 5 ways to murder someone???

cannibalism (but ig that's more disposing the body than murdering them)

lovers to enemies and as you stab them with a sword they bleed as you cradle them in your arms, you cry and regret everything and either kill yourself to be with them or,,cannibalism is still an option and now they'll always be a part of you, ultimate romance

axes (beheading, axe through the skull, through the chest, doesn't matter as long as it's an axe)

poison (be a shakespearean woman, poison your enemies, and lovers, and friends, and literally everyone you come across)

fire (a classic, and you can either join the flames if who you're killing is a loved one, or watch the burning WITH a loved one at the top of a hill, maybe make a nice picnic out of it)

#as you can tell im a hopeless romantic 😌 #tw. murder #tw. suicide #tw. cannibalism #tw. gore #ask game #beloved mutuals <3

[angelprinz]

I am so confused, are y’all actually beefing or is this like.. thinly veiled sarcastic banter?

no they’re beefing w me but guys 🥺🥺 don’t send hate omg they’re like tw. suicidal

#anon <3 #tw. discourse #tw. suicide

[patroclusdefencesquad]

no one does it like him any more

#doctor who #tw suicide mention

[rox-and-prose]

the thing about living with mental illness for decades is that occasionally your brain will be like hey you're useless and should kill yourself and your only real reaction is cmon man right now im in the middle of something

#roxy writes #tw si #tw suicidal ideation

[deaths]

this straight up changed me as a person. killing myself in front of you to forever change your bond and the trajectory of your lives

#suicide tw

[bugbashir]

When I was a very suicidal trans activist in Texas, Benjamin Sisko saying “sure, you would [die for your people]. Dying gets you off the hook. The question is: are you willing to live for your people?” changed and possibly saved my life. It’s up there with “if we are going to be damned, let us be damned for who we really are” from Picard. Star Trek not only shows us a better world, it teaches us how to make it there

#tw suicide #I’m still a trans activist in Texas I’m just not suicidal anymore (yippee!)

[bamsara]

goofies

#trod au #pre-final battle #the rehabilitation of death #narilamb #doodles #shitpost #tw blood #tw suicide implication (?)

[naviavu]

Can I ask if you can do obey me younger brothers finding out that mc lives in an an abusive household? Thank you. No rush.

everyone, thank you for patiently waiting!

tags: reader has a very abusive past, implied sexual assault, gore (not towards the reader), comfort (by the brothers toward mc), overall tackles explicit abuse. please heed the tags and do not read if it makes you uncomfortable in any way. not beta read, very sorry if there are mistakes!

part i (older brothers) // part ii (satan and asmo) // part iii (the twins)

╰┈➤  masterlist

BEELZEBUB

“Beel, if you don’t mind me asking… what was your duty in the Celestial Realm?” 

“Hm?” Beel takes another bite of Devilizza. “I was the Heavenly Gate’s High Guard. It was my duty to protect the Celestial Realm from foreign dangers before they get in.”

“What if… they get in?” 

Beel chews away. “Then the internal guards will take care of it, it’s out of my bounds. But I will get scolded by Michael afterward,” He flashes a cute smile, little crumbs decorating the edge of his grin. You smile back. You couldn't help it if it was Beel. “Not to brag, but to be honest, that happened only once every century. Lucifer waits for me outside Michael’s study and tells me how great I am for intercepting every enemy at a far distance. He tells me to not mull over it and that Michael has a very big stick up his ass.” 

You can’t help but tear up again. Your heart aches, wondering how it is like to be appreciated and have someone have your back.

For someone to acknowledge that you’re doing a great job.

For someone to acknowledge your existence. 

Beel feels your head softly lean on his shoulder. And then, your quiet sobs. “MC? Did I say something wrong?”

You force a smile through your tears. “No, Beel. I just… I’m very thankful you had that kind of life. Good people… are a luxury.” Sitting alone with him in the planetarium in the middle of the night, it’s easy for your tears to fall. 

Beel frowns. He does not like the tone of your words, and it worries him. “What do you mean, MC? Are there people who were not kind to you?” To be honest, he doesn’t know if he even wants you to answer that. But he knows that he’ll regret it if he doesn’t ask. “You aren’t eating like the way you used to. Is this connected with each other?”

You thought about the times that Beel left you food outside your door, and the times that you secretly tried to throw it away without any of the brothers knowing. “Who would be kind to someone like me, Beel? I’m worthless, ungrateful, ugly–” 

He covers your mouth, in disbelief at the words you said about yourself. “You’re not any of that, MC!” 

Truthfully, Beel is at loss on what to do. Out of all brothers, he’s the one that immediately acknowledges that no amount of violence can change the fact that you were hurt in the past.

The thought kills him inside and regret fills his chest.

“Oh god. I’m sorry for suddenly saying all that, Beel, please don’t feel bad about me.

He gently wipes your tears with his thumb. “I… I’m concerned about your well-being, MC. Is there anything I could do to help?”

You sigh. “Just don’t pity me, please. Or treat me differently. That would hurt me a lot, Beel.”

He only nods in response, purple eyes glimmering with worry. From that day on, Beel swears to be your protector.

On RAD, he’s like a shadow. He can’t help it, MC, he knows you told him to not treat you differently but here he is guarding you with all his might that it scares your other demon friends away sometimes. 

He encourages you to eat healthily and on time. Too busy studying for your next exam that you forgot dinner? Beel will be right outside your door, bringing meals with him. 

On days that you would like to be left alone, Beel would give you space. But if days pass, he’ll be alarmed and try to coax you out of your bed to at least take a bath. 

You can’t say no to him, can you? It’s the first time that you felt genuine compassion and help with no payment. It’s almost hard to accept. 

Of course, he succeeds in bringing your walls down, and the moment you open up your heart to him will feel like a dam breaking and thorns plucked out of your chest at the same time. Relieving. 

The thought of getting back at your abusers crosses his mind, yes, his main priority is your happiness so he eventually forgets about it. 

But if the moment comes that your abusers try to find you again, Beel will not hesitate to strike twice. 

BELPHEGOR

The rope in your hands feels like your life line. 

It was all set: the stool on the ground, the strong steel that hung from your ceiling that you nailed shut so that you don’t embarrass yourself and end up falling on the fall after you jump. 

It’s so fucking dramatic you could laugh. Barely any people hang themselves these days, you only ever saw that shit on movies for comedic effect.

Guess your death will be comedic too. 

You decided to scroll one last time to your DDD for the sake of old times. It was worn, broken, and used. 

The only thing you thought beautiful in it is your wallpaper: a picture taken by Beel of you and Belphegor, cuddling in the attic. Your head on his chest. His chin on top of his hair. His hands around your waist.

Oh god, his hands.

The very same hands that choked you to death and pushed you down the stairs.

You cackle, and it sounded too broken to be human.

You’re so fucked up, the voice inside your head tells you, falling in love with the person who caused you your demise. 

You finally step up the stool. 

Belphegor, Belphegor, Belphegor… I love you.

You practiced well. You wrap the rope on your neck and try to secure the knot. 

After a few tugs, you realize that it got stuck. 

No, no no no… 

You truly are a failure, and those people who told you that were right. 

Your mind goes blank and all you could do is scream, cry, shout, as your try your absolute best in tying and untying the rope. You remove your head from the rope and step down from the stool, throwing it on the mirror in front of you and there’s a person–

There’s a person.

Wide-eyed. 

Shaking. 

Terrified purple eyes looking right at you. 

“MC? You– you were calling for me. You summoned me here so I thought it was an emergency or you just wanted to see me,” His voice cracks. His heart beats unbearably loud as he scans the room. 

Rope. Stool. Meds on the table. Scribbled notes with each brother’s name on it, with his sitting on the topmost. Your DDD in the home screen, the wallpaper in full display.

And you, oh you. 

Sitting on the ground shaking, sobbing, with your eyes so tired and screams exhaustion. 

Your heart missed the demon that’s in front of you. Then, your heart burns with anger and humiliation. “Belphegor… I need you to leav–” 

He’s by your side, clasping your mouth. “I won’t let you use that damn pact on me, MC. Let’s go home.” 

As he takes you back to Devildom, you scream again. Shout again. Squirm on his grasp, try scratching and kicking everywhere. Curse him. Damn him for taking away the only choice in life that would bring you eternal peace. Damn him for arriving at the time that you were at your weakest. Damn him for taking advantage of that weakness again, just like how he took advantage of that day in the attic.

Tell him he's a piece of shit for manipulating and killing you. 

Tell him that you're as much of a piece of shit for loving him despite all that happened. 

And that you’ll forgive him eventually for taking and saving your life. 

The House of Lamentation panics the moment Belphegor brings you home, and you’re taken away by the other brothers while he spends his time away in the planetarium thinking about what you said. He’s so sorry, MC. He’ll do anything to prove that in this lifetime.

He gives you pleasant dreams while you recover. He gives you hope, innocent childhood memories, and bright visions for the future. 

His heart beats out of his chest when he realizes that despite all of it, you still long to see his white-tipped hair and indigo eyes.

It’s hard to see each other again after recovery, there’s a suffocating silence whenever both of you are alone with each other. 

Then, slowly and carefully, you find yourselves talking to each other again. Laughing with each other again. Arguing with each other again, that ends with tears and apologies and finally, mature conversations.

Cuddling in the attic again. Holding you in his arms again.

Belphegor would never, ever do the same mistakes again.

a/n: and there we go! the last part of the series (hehe… jk… unless) i started writing this for a request, and as i was writing it, it kinda became like a coping mechanism for me lol. i’d like to think that while the brother has different ways of reacting/showing their concern, all of them would still put your well-being on the top. there were a lot of asks requesting for this, and i really hope that everyone who read this particular series is all doing well in their lives and are in a safe place. please take care of yourselves.

#obey me headcanon #beelzebub headcanons #beelzebub x reader #beel x reader #belphegor x reader #om! belphegor #belphegor x y/n #belphegor x you #obey me x reader #tw. dark content #tw. abuse #tw. suicide

[fairycosmos]

instead of killing myself i will watch documentary about the ocean

#tw suicide

[enbysiriusblack]

TW. SUICIDE AND ABUSE

I stopped talking when I was 6 years old

Regulus Black was a quiet child, silent sometimes. He didn't talk for hours, weeks, months at a time. Communicating only in sign language and only to a select few.

I didn't want anything more to do with the outside world

He was far from rebellious, like Sirius. The siblings were absolute opposites, their parent's couldn't shut Sirius up or make Regulus speak.

I was happy being quiet, but of course they wouldn't leave me alone

Everyone thought something was wrong with him. With his voice. With his brain. But he just sat there in silence, head in a book or fingers playing the piano.

My parents tried every trick in the book

Walburga was endless in trying to fix him, trying to make him speak.

From speech therapy to child psychologists

She brought in experts, experimented on him, and even tried an unforgivable to make him speak. Nothing worked.

They even tried bribery

Orion was more direct in his approach. Holding gifts in front of his face to tempt him, money, music sheets, muggle books. And Regulus still stayed silent.

I could have anything, as long as I said it out loud

"Say thank you, Regulus".

He would nod his head but no words were spoken.

Life is unfair, kill yourself or get over it

"Say thank you, Regulus" Walburga quipped, followed by the imperius curse.

A small voice came out strained, "Thank you."

Life is unfair, kill yourself or get over it

He cried that night and slit his wrist, watching the blood spill out until Kreature healed it almost seconds later.

He cried.

The November day I came home, the Christmas decorations were already up

The holidays after Sirius was disowned were tense. Regulus had been planning to stay at Hogwarts to study until Walburga had owled him clear instructions to come home.

Spray on snow, coloured flashing lights

Regulus had been unable to speak since he'd read the letter. Anxiety bubbled up inside him, even as he walked inside the hallway of Grimmauld place.

And an artificial tree that played silent night over and over again

The decorations were up; old, expensive heirlooms scattered in every room.

My parents welcomed me with loving arms

His parents seemed happy, they smiled and touched and spoke. Speaking of anything other than the lack of Sirius in the room or how Regulus hadn't said a single word since arriving.

But within an hour were back at each other's throats

And then it came to a stop. Orion had asked Regulus how school was going. And Regulus had shrugged.

Normal happy childhood back on course, batteries not included

That's more like it, he thought as Walburga threw a glass cup at the door Orion had just walked out through.

Life is unfair, kill yourself or get over it

She turned to him, "We would have killed you if your brother hadn't been such a disappointment. You need to fix this family. Now. It is your duty as heir. So fix yourself."

Life is unfair, kill yourself or get over it

Regulus did.

#lyrics: child psychology by black box recorder #tw. attempted suicide #tw. suicide #tw. blood #tw. self harm #marauders #marauders era #regulus black

[nyancrimew]

reblogs off since im tired of the dumb fucking discourse happening here, go read this long post and reblog it instead please.

ok so tumblr also really needs this reminder based on some posts ive seen around lately, the "babygirlification" of JSTOR is bad. like Bad Bad. did you all just collectively forget history? did you alll just forget they have blood on their hands? just because they publish science stuff in an ever so slightly more ethical way than springer and are a little silly on social media sometimes? JSTOR killed aaron swartz (wikipedia). in his fight for freedom of information he downloaded papers off of jstor (with acedemic access from MIT) to share and make freely accessible (as all information should be), for this he was charged with wire fraud, computer fraud, unlawfully obtaining information from a protected computer, and recklessly damaging a protected computer. he was facing up to 50 years in prison and a 1 million USD fee for a simple act of downloading files he lawfully had access to. with this court case the US government drove one of the most important online activists and programmers (he is behind so much stuff you all take for granted) into suicide in the name of JSTOR.

JSTOR isn't the cool girl on the block. this isnt a call to boycott them (though please learn how to use things such as sci-hub and fight for open science and freedom of information in general please <3), but please dont glorify them as some sort of cutesy platform.

#jstor #suicide tw #aaron swartz

[nil-number]

There is something deeply wrong with some of you I’m ngl

#carrie calls #i’m sorry but you sound like a raging conservative catholic. #get over yourselves. #suicide tw #suicide bait tw

[gertritude-art]

HEARTBREAKING: local food blogger thinks it's funny to put on a rude persona in their recipe videos

#who finds these videos funny. who are they for #its me #doodle #see i actually enjoy viewing recipes and learning about food so i like people who just. do that in their videos #suicide tw #also clarification: deliberately rude personalities are different to people who like to be sarcastic or joke when cooking

[mysharona1987]

This Reddit story is frigging nuts, though.

Were you depressed before? Well, now here’s some crushing medical debt!

#Suicide tw #healthcare #capitalism #politics #reddit #usa politics #police