#angst and pain
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Aaron hotchner x daughter!reader where she blames him for her mothers death??? I’m dying to read some mean!Daughter!reader
Agony
Aaron Hotchner x daughter
cw: angst and pain (!!), heavy subject matter, grief, rage, Haley's death (not explicit), fainting
a/n: this felt too heavy to write as reader insert, so I wrote it in 3rd person POV, please heed the warnings !!
Aaron and his daughter have always had a strained relationship.
Growing up, she was mainly raised by her mother. She didn’t see much of her father in her early formative years, he was studying to be a lawyer and from then onward, he was always working. Naturally, she grew closer to her mother and never really warmed up to her father. Their relationship mainly consisted of Haley pleading with her to speak with him.
Watching her parents bicker growing up didn't help things either. She always took her mother's side, defending her with her life and deeming her father a selfish nuisance in their lives. Haley always said she inherited the mean streak from Aaron’s dad.
When Aaron tells her Haley is gone, she's inconsolable.
"Don’t, don’t say it,"
"Honey, I'm sorry-"
"Don't fucking call me that," the venom in her tone is tangible, "you piece of shit! You fucking piece of shit!"
She's enraged, a bull that sees Aaron as a red flag flying in its face. She uses the single morsel of restrain she has left not to throw her phone at his face.
He lets out an exasperated sigh, "I’m sorry-,"
"You should be sorry, this is your fault, you’re a sorry excuse for a father and a fucking idiot." Seeing him stand in front of her while the only person that truly loved her in this world is gone, sends her into a spiral of rage.
Aaron drops his head at her words, he feels suffocated as the raw emotion and pain compete with oxygen for space in his lungs.
She’s now sobbing and pacing the room, desperate to catch her own breath.
"You," she exhales, glowering at him, "it should’ve been you."
Aaron feels the words steal his breath. He feels utterly broken and powerless for a second time that same day. He can hear his daughter speaking, yet there's another voice intertwined with hers, lashing out just the same, taking joy in demeaning him: his father. Aaron doesn't look up at her, afraid who's eyes he might meet. He doesn't retaliate, doesn't offer a response, he allows her to lash out, to break him down further with every word, every shout, and every tear.
The room begins to spin and he can feel his heart racing as thoughts begin to swarm him: if he can’t be a good father, what is he good for? Why would he put the mother of his child in such a dangerous predicament? Was his father right all along about his son’s inability to amount to anything good?
Aaron can feel himself heaving as his vision goes black. He can hear his daughter somewhere in the distance, shouting for him as unconsciousness drags him out of his misery.
#aaron hotchner#aaron hotchner imagine#ssa aaron hotchner#ssa hotchner#aaron hotchner fan fiction#aaron hotchner fanfic#aaron hotchner angst#angst and pain#no happy ending#unresolved angst#yuly writes!#thank you anon for sending this request and helping me get out of my writing slump <3#aaron hotchner x reader#aaron hotch x reader
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do u ever think about how many times and how many different ways Myka has lost H.G or she thinks she has lost her….
i - at the end of Vendetta, Myka sounds so fucking sad when she thinks that the Regents rebronzed H.G.
ii - then end of season 2 H.G. betrays Myka’s trust, and Myka has lost her as this new friend.
and then H.G. tries to destroy the world at Yellowstone and Myka is able to convince her not to, so yes H.G. still cares about Myka and so maybe Myka hasn’t lost her in that sense, but she loses H.G. in a different way, in the sense that H.G. no longer has faith in humanity. and ofc H.G. is physically taken away too to be locked up by the Regents.
iii - when Mrs. Frederic brings H.G. to convince Myka to come back to the Warehouse, Myka realizes H.G. is a hologram and like, in a way loses her again bc technically, once their conversation ends H.G. won’t really be alive if the hologram projection sphere isn’t “on”. and at that point Myka probably doesn’t ever expect to see H.G. again.
iv - and then when Myka meets Emily Lake, she loses her again bc it’s not her and at that point she actually wants to see H.G. (bc she doesn’t wait for Pete and is like “I’m going to go talk to her”) even despite what happened at Yellowstone, which majorly damaged their relationship and trust
v - and then Myka gets to talk to H.G. again but it’s to tell her that Sykes wants her for whatever reason and like, just as their relationship is starting to heal H.G. asks Myka to destroy her for the safety of the Warehouse. she can save the Warehouse and the world, but the cost is losing H.G. forever. “the price is too high”. before, H.G. chooses not to destroy the world through the decision of sparing Myka’s life. now, Myka chooses to save the Warehouse(/the world by extension?) by agreeing to kill H.G.
vi - and so they’re about to do that but then are interrupted so yay H.G. isn’t dead right? but then there’s the whole thing with the bomb and Myka has to watch as H.G. dies in another way. “every day people die and sometimes it’s people we care about and sometimes it’s people we love”.
vii - and then Artie sets time back with the astrolabe and then Mrs. Frederic sends H.G. away with the astrolabe to keep it hidden and then for some reason doesn’t communicate with anyone for months until Instinct which Myka calls her out for and she’s got this whole new life. a new family. just…out of the blue. when the Warehouse was her family, her life, her tether before. and sure, yeah, they’ll stay friends, but Myka has lost having H.G. in the Warehouse part of her life. which, as someone who cares so much about work (I mean oh my god in Buried when they’re all in their greatest fantasies and Myka’s is literally her in the Warehouse being given work), is most of it? they’ll stay a part of each others’ lives but they’re not in each others’ lives anymore, if that makes sense.
also Myka loses H.G. in the sense that H.G. chose this random Nate guy to spend her life with when she and Myka were clearly in love, but i digress.
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Don't write a fic don't write a fic don't write a fic-
(ID: A series of tweets. First, one with a screenshot of a Tumblr post by user ayotofu that reads "time loop where i keep dying to save you but clearly the loop just wants me to accept your death. im not going to but i can tell that's what it wants", captioned by Twitter user santonaranja with "Don't write a fic don't write a fic don't write a fic-". Underneath that, twitter reply from me (purlturtle) to p_zippers who put this on my timeline, "Oh god could you imagine Helena Wells." To which Zipps replied "JANA. JANA DONT. JANA WHY. JANA WHY." /End ID)
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Hey everyone! As promised here is the announcement post. Thank you to those who filled in the survey regarding what you guys wanted. As some of them contradicted I couldn’t give everyone everything they wanted, but I tried to give everyone something. I hope you guys will enjoy :) So!
September 19th - 25th
That gives you a month to prepare. You can contribute anyway you please: gifs, edits, fanart, fics, videos, fanmixes, metas, other fan things I’ve forgotten to mention etc.
You can just contribute once and not do the other days, you can do multiple things in a day and everywhere in between. You don’t have to post it on the exact day, if you are late we’ll still love it so please still share. You also don’t have to make anything at all and just reblog and enjoy. Whatever is cool, just have fun :)
I hope that the prompts are broad enough to inspire and will also work for a variety of media. You can merge the prompts together or use them in any direction you choose (so unrelated to whatever the other prompt is). It’s whatever inspires you. I want this to be as inclusive as possible, so if people want to take part they can. If anyone has any suggestions/questions/problems at anytime then yell. I just want everyone to enjoy themselves.
Prompts/Days:
Day 1 (Monday 19th): Dancing
Day 2 (Tuesday 20th): General Family Vibes
Day 3 (Wednesday 21st): Culture / Holidays / Anniversaries / Special Occasions
Day 4 (Thursday 22nd): All the AU’s! (e.g. Road Trip, Fake dating, or anything you want)
Day 5 (Friday 23rd): Apples / Warehouse Shenanigans
Day 6 (Saturday 24th): Myka and/or HG as parents/in a parental role
Day 7 (Sunday 25th): Free Choice
Tag your work with #beringandwellsappreciationweek as well as the usual tags so we can all find it and enjoy it.
Please reblog this post to signal boost.
#bering and wells#bering & wells#warehouse 13#beringandwellsappreciationweek#W13#WH13#joanne kelly#Jaime Murray#Myka Bering#hg wells#helena wells#helena x myka#angst and pain#otp: I believed in you and I was right
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Do I have problems? Yeah.
I had a rough week and I wrote crappy fic in the course of an hour and a half. :D It's exactly what it sounds like.
Here's the soundtrack:
#kotlc#kotlc fic#kotlc fanfic#kotlc fanfiction#kotlc alden#alden vacker#kotlc alvar#alvar vacker#neverseen alden vacker#neverseen#the neverseen#kotlc neverseen#this is just. straight up angst.#you're so welcome everyone#angst and pain#there isn't a happy ending#but with all my works a happy ending is implied#basically#uh#what if Alvar knew his dad was the head of the Neverseen#yeah#have fun#Spotify
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"𝕬 𝖒𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖙𝖔𝖔𝖑"
ᴾᵃⁱʳⁱⁿᵍ: ᶜˡᵃᵘᵈᵉ ᴬˡᵍᵉʳ ᵈᵉ ᴼᵇᵉˡⁱᵃ ˣ ᴷⁿⁱᵍʰᵗ!ᴿᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ
ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵗʰᵉ ᵃᵍᵉ ᵒᶠ ¹⁰, ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵉʳᵉ ᵗᵃᵏᵉⁿ ⁱⁿ ᵃˢ ᵃ ᵐᵃⁱᵈ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵗʰᵉ ᴼᵇᵉˡⁱᵃⁿ ᴾᵃˡᵃᶜᵉ, ᵇᵘᵗ ʸᵒᵘʳ ʷᵒʳᵏˢ ᵒᶠ ᵃ ᵐᵃⁱᵈ ʷᵉʳᵉ ⁿᵒʳᵐᵃˡ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵃᵛᵉʳᵃᵍᵉ ᵘⁿˡⁱᵏᵉ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᶠⁱᵍᵘʳᵉ, ᵇᵉⁱⁿᵍ ᵃ ˡⁱᵛⁱⁿᵍ ᵖʳᵒᵈⁱᵍʸ ᵒᶠ ʷᵉⁱˡᵈⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉ ˢʷᵒʳᵈ.
ᴬᵗ ᶠⁱʳˢᵗ, ⁱᵗ ʷᵃˢⁿ'ᵗ ᵖᵒˢˢⁱᵇˡᵉ, ⁱᵗ ʳᵉᵃˡˡʸ ʷᵃˢⁿ'ᵗ, ᴬ ʷᵒᵐᵃⁿ ᵃˢ ᵃ ᵏⁿⁱᵍʰᵗ? ᵀʰᵃᵗ'ˢ ⁱᵐᵖᵒˢˢⁱᵇˡᵉ!
ᵀʰᵃᵗ ʷᵃˢ ʷʰᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉʸ ˢᵃʸ, ᵐᵉⁿ ˡᵒᵒᵏᵉᵈ ᵈᵒʷⁿ ᵒⁿ ʸᵒᵘ, ˢᵃʸⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ˢʰᵒᵘˡᵈ ˢᵉʳᵛⁱⁿᵍ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵈᵒⁱⁿᵍ ᶜʰᵒʳᵉˢ. ᵍᵒ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ
ᴮᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᴱᵐᵖᵉʳᵒʳ ᵃᶜᵏⁿᵒʷˡᵉᵈᵍᵉˢ ᵗʰⁱˢ ᵐᵃᵗᵗᵉʳ ᵇᵉᶠᵒʳᵉ ʰⁱᵐ, ᵃⁿᵈ ᵐᵃᵈᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᵒⁿᵉ, ˢᵃⁱᵈ, ᵃⁿᵈ ᴵ qᵘᵒᵗᵉ; "ᴬ ᵍⁱᶠᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵇᵉⁱⁿᵍ ᵃ ᵖʳᵒᵈⁱᵍʸ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ˢʷᵒʳᵈ ⁱˢ ⁱⁿ ᵃ ʷᵒᵐᵃⁿ'ˢ ᵇᵒᵈʸ, ᵈᵒ ⁿᵒᵗ ˡᵉᵗ ᵗʰⁱˢ ᵇᵉᶜᵒᵐᵉ ˢᵘᶜʰ ᵃ ᵇᵒᵗʰᵉʳ".
ᴵᵗ ᵐᵃᵈᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᵍˡᵃᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ᵃᶜᵏⁿᵒʷˡᵉᵈᵍᵉᵈ, ᵀʰᵉ ᴱᵐᵖᵉʳᵒʳ ᵍʳᵃⁿᵗᵉᵈ ʸᵒᵘ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ⁱⁿ ᵏⁿⁱᵍʰᵗʰᵒᵒᵈ.
ᵀʰᵒᵘᵍʰ ⁱⁿᵈᵉᵉᵈ ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵉʳᵉ ᵗʳᵃⁱⁿᵉᵈ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗᵃᵘᵍʰᵗ, ᵗʰᵉʸ ʷᵉʳᵉ ʰᵃʳˢʰ! ᴺᵒᵗ ᵍⁱᵛⁱⁿᵍ ʸᵒᵘ ᵃⁿʸ ᵃᵈʲᵘˢᵗᵐᵉⁿᵗˢ, ⁿᵒʳ ᵇʳᵉᵃᵏˢ, ᵃˢ ʷᵉˡˡ ᵃˢ ᵗʳʸ ᵗᵒ ᵇʳᵉᵃᵏ ʸᵒᵘʳ ˢᵖⁱʳⁱᵗ ᵒⁿ ᵍᵒⁱⁿᵍ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ⁱⁿᵗᵒ ᵇᵉⁱⁿᵍ ᵃ ᵐᵃⁱᵈ.
ᴮᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵈⁱᵈⁿ'ᵗ ᵐᵃᵗᵗᵉʳ, ⁱᵗ'ˡˡ ᵒⁿˡʸ ᵐᵃᵏᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵗʳᵒⁿᵍᵉʳ ᵃˢ ʸᵒᵘ ᵍᵉᵗ ᵘˢᵉᵈ ᵗᵒᵒ ⁱᵗ, ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵃⁱᵈ ᵗᵒ ʸᵒᵘʳˢᵉˡᶠ.
ᵂʰⁱˡᵉ ᵇᵉⁱⁿᵍ ⁱⁿ ᵗʳᵃⁱⁿⁱⁿᵍ, ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵉʳᵉ ᵃˢˢⁱᵍⁿᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵍᵘᵃʳᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵉᶜᵒⁿᵈ ᵖʳⁱⁿᶜᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᴼᵇᵉˡⁱᵃⁿ ᴱᵐᵖⁱʳᵉ.
ᴬ ˢᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᴱᵐᵖᵉʳᵒʳ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵃ ᶜᵒⁿᶜᵘᵇⁱⁿᵉ ᵇᵒʳᵉ.
ᵀʰᵒᵘᵍʰ ʸᵒᵘ ᵏⁿᵉʷ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉʸ ᵍᵃᵛᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗᵃˢᵏ ᵇᵉᶜᵃᵘˢᵉ ᵗʰᵉʸ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵏ ᵗʰᵉ ᴾʳⁱⁿᶜᵉ'ˢ ˡⁱᶠᵉ ʷᵃˢⁿ'ᵗ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ⁱᵐᵖᵒʳᵗᵃⁿᵗ ᶜᵒᵐᵖᵃʳᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠⁱʳˢᵗ ᵖʳⁱⁿᶜᵉ, ᵃⁿᵈ ᵈᵒ ⁱˢ ʸᵒᵘʳˢ
ᵀʰᵒᵘᵍʰ ᵉᵛᵉⁿ ᵗʰᵃᵗ, ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵃʷ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᴬⁿᵃˢᵗᵃᶜⁱᵘˢ ᶜᵃʳᵉᵈ ᶠᵒʳ ᶜˡᵃᵘᵈᵉ, ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵃʷ ʷⁱᵗʰ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵒʷⁿ ᵉʸᵉˢ.
ᵁⁿᵗⁱˡ ᶜʰᵃⁿᵍᵉ ʰᵃᵖᵖᵉⁿᵉᵈ, ᴬⁿᵃˢᵗᵃᶜⁱᵘˢ ᵇᵉᶜᵃᵐᵉ ᵐᵉᵃⁿ, ᵃⁿᵈ ᵈⁱᵈⁿ'ᵗ ᶜᵃʳᵉ ᶠᵒʳ ᶜˡᵃᵘᵈᵉ. ᴵᵗ ᶜᵒⁿᶠᵘˢᵉᵈ ʸᵒᵘ ᵍʳᵉᵃᵗˡʸ.
ᴬ ᶠᵉʷ ʸᵉᵃʳˢ ˡᵃᵗᵉʳ ᵒⁿ, ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵃʷ ᵗʰᵉᵐ ᵇᵒᵗʰ ᵍʳᵒʷ, ᵃⁿᵈ ʸᵒᵘ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵇᵉᵉⁿ ᵃˢˢⁱᵍⁿᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵍᵘᵃʳᵈ ᴬⁿᵃˢᵗᵃᶜⁱᵘˢ.
ᴵᵗ ʷᵃˢ ᵃ ˢʰᵃᵐᵉ, ʸᵒᵘ ᵐⁱˢˢᵉᵈ ᵈᵉᵃʳ ᶜˡᵃᵘᵈᵉ ᵍʳᵉᵃᵗˡʸ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵈᵒ ˢᵒ, ᵇᵘᵗ ⁱᵗ ˢᵉᵉᵐᵉᵈ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ʰᵉ ᵈⁱᵈⁿ'ᵗ ᶜᵃʳᵉ.
ᴴᵉ ᵍʳᵉʷ ⁱⁿᵗᵒ ᵃ ᶠⁱⁿᵉ ʸᵒᵘⁿᵍ ᵐᵃⁿ, ᵃⁿᵈ ʸᵒᵘ ᵐⁱᵍʰᵗ ᵉᵛᵉⁿ ˢᵃʸ, ʸᵒᵘ'ᵛᵉ ᶜᵃᵘᵍʰᵗ ᶠᵉᵉˡⁱⁿᵍˢ ᶠᵒʳ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵃⁿ.
ᴵᵗ ˢᵗᵘⁿᵍ ʸᵒᵘʳ ʰᵉᵃʳᵗ ᵃ ᵇⁱᵗ ʷʰᵉⁿ ʸᵒᵘ ʰᵉᵃʳᵈ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᵒʸ ʷᵃˢ ᵍᵉᵗᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᵉⁿᵍᵃᵍᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵃ ⁿᵒᵇˡᵉ'ˢ ᵈᵃᵘᵍʰᵗᵉʳ. ᴾᵉⁿᵉˡᵒᵖᵉ ᴹᵃʳᵍᵃʳⁱᵗᵃ, ˢʰᵉ ⁱˢ qᵘⁱᵗᵉ ᵖʳᵉᵗᵗʸ, ᵃⁿᵈ ˡᵃᵈʸ ˡⁱᵏᵉ, ᵃⁿᵈ ᵖᵉʳᶠᵉᶜᵗ ˢᵏⁱⁿⁿᵉᵈ.
ᴵᵗ ᵉⁿᵛⁱᵉᵈ ʸᵒᵘ, ᵇᵘᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ʰᵃᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵏᵉᵉᵖ ᶜʰᵉᶜᵏ ᵒⁿ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵖᵘᵗᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᵖᵉʳˢᵒⁿᵃˡ ᶠᵉᵉˡⁱⁿᵍˢ ⁱⁿᵗᵒ ᵖʳᵒᶠᵉˢˢⁱᵒⁿᵃˡ ʷᵒʳᵏ.
ᵁⁿᵗⁱˡ ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃᵘᵍʰᵗ ᵘᵖ ⁱⁿᵗᵒ ᴸᵃᵈʸ ᴾᵉⁿᵉˡᵒᵖᵉ'ˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ᴬⁿᵃˢᵗᵃᶜⁱᵘˢ ᵃᶠᶠᵃⁱʳ.
ʸᵒᵘ ᶠᵉˡᵗ ᵈʳᵉᵃᵈ ᵒᵛᵉʳʷʰᵉˡᵐ ʸᵒᵘ, ᵃⁿᵈ ᵃⁿᵍᵘⁱˢʰ. ᴴᵉʳᵉ ⁱⁿ ᵃⁿ ᵉᵐᵖᵗʸ ʳᵒᵒᵐ, ᵒⁿˡʸ ʸᵒᵘ ᵃⁿᵈ ᴬⁿᵃˢᵗᵃᶜⁱᵘˢ ʷᵉʳᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᵒⁿˡʸ ᵗʷᵒ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ.
"ᵂʰʸ ʷᵒᵘˡᵈ ʸᵒᵘ ᵈᵒ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᴬⁿᵃˢᵗᵃᶜⁱᵘˢ?!" ʸᵒᵘ ˢʰᵒᵘᵗᵉᵈ ᵃˢ ʰᵉ ˡᵒᵒᵏᵉᵈ ᵃᵗ ʸᵒᵘ.
"ᵂʰᵒ ᵍᵃᵛᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᵗʰᵉ ᵒʳᵈᵉʳ ᵗᵒ ᶜᵃˡˡ ᵐᵉ ᵇʸ ᵐʸ ⁿᵃᵐᵉ ᵖᵉᵃˢᵃⁿᵗ? ᴵ ᵃᵐ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜʳᵒʷⁿ ᵖʳⁱⁿᶜᵉ, ʸᵒᵘʳ ʰⁱᵍʰⁿᵉˢˢ ⁱˢ ʷʰᵃᵗ ʸᵒᵘ'ˡˡ ᵃᵈᵈʳᵉˢˢ ᵐᵉ ᵗᵒ" ᴴᵉ ˢᵃⁱᵈ ᵃˢ ʸᵒᵘ ᵍʳⁱᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ᵗᵉᵉᵗʰ ⁱⁿ ᶠʳᵘˢᵗʳᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿ.
ʸᵒᵘ ᶜˡᵉⁿᶜʰᵉᵈ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᶠⁱˢᵗˢ ᵃˢ ʸᵒᵘ ˡᵒᵒᵏᵉᵈ ᵃᵗ ʰⁱᵐ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵃⁿᵍᵉʳ ⁱⁿ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵉʸᵉˢ.
"ʸᵒᵘ ᵇᵉᵗᵗᵉʳ ˢᵗᵒᵖ ᵗʰⁱˢ ⁿᵒⁿˢᵉⁿˢᵉ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᴸᵃᵈʸ ᴾᵉⁿᵉˡᵒᵖᵉ, ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ ʰⁱᵍʰⁿᵉˢˢ, ᵗʰᵉ ᴸᵃᵈʸ ⁱˢ ᵍᵉᵗᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᵉⁿᵍᵃᵍᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᴴⁱˢ ʰⁱᵍʰⁿᵉˢˢ, ᴾʳⁱⁿᶜᵉ ᶜˡᵃᵘᵈᵉ" ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵃⁱᵈ ᵃˢ ʰᵉ ˡᵒᵒᵏᵉᵈ ᵃᵗ ʸᵒᵘ.
"ᵂʰʸ ˢᵒ ᵃⁿᵍʳʸ? ᴴᵐᵐ? ᴰᵒ ʸᵒᵘ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵖᵃᵗʰᵉᵗⁱᶜ ᵇʳᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ᵒᶠ ᵐⁱⁿᵉ?" ᴴᵉ ᵃˢᵏᵉᵈ ᵃˢ ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵗᵒᵒᵈ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵍʳᵒᵘⁿᵈ, ʳᵉᵍᵃⁱⁿⁱⁿᵍ ᶜᵒᵐᵖᵒˢᵘʳᵉ.
"ᴺᵒ, ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ ʰⁱᵍʰⁿᵉˢˢ, ᴵ ᵃᵐ ˡᵒᵒᵏⁱⁿᵍ ᵃᶠᵗᵉʳ ʸᵒᵘ" ʸᵒᵘ ʳᵉᵖˡⁱᵉᵈ ᵃˢ ʰᵉ ˢᵐⁱˡᵉᵈ ⁱⁿ ᵃᵐᵘˢᵉᵐᵉⁿᵗ, ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵃʷ ᵗʰᵉ ᵍˡⁱⁿᵗ ⁱⁿ ʰⁱˢ ᵉʸᵉˢ.
ᴵᵗ ʷᵃˢ ⁿᵒᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ᵍᵒᵒᵈ.
"ʸᵒᵘ ᵈᵒ, ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ʸ/ⁿ? ᵂʰʸ ᵃʳᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ᵗʰⁱˢ? ᴰᵒⁿ'ᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵃⁿⁿᵃ ˢᵗᵒᵖ ᵗʰⁱˢ ᵉⁿᵍᵃᵍᵉᵐᵉⁿᵗ, ᵃⁿᵈ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ʰⁱᵐ ᵃˡˡ ᵗᵒ ʸᵒᵘʳˢᵉˡᶠ?" ʰᵉ ᵃˢᵏᵉᵈ ᵃˢ ʰᵉ ᶜⁱʳᶜˡᵉᵈ ᵃʳᵒᵘⁿᵈ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᶠⁱᵍᵘʳᵉ.
"ᵀʰⁱˢ ⁱˢ ᵇʸ ʳᵒʸᵃˡ ᵒʳᵈᵉʳ, ᴵ ᵃᵐ ᵃᵍᵃⁱⁿˢᵗ ᵒⁿ ᵇʳᵉᵃᵏⁱⁿᵍ ⁱᵗ, ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ ʰⁱᵍʰⁿᵉˢˢ. ᴾˡᵉᵃˢᵉ ˢᵗᵒᵖ ᵒⁿ ʰᵃᵛⁱⁿᵍ ᵃⁿ ᵃᶠᶠᵃⁱʳ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᴸᵃᵈʸ ᴾᵉⁿᵉˡᵒᵖᵉ" ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵃⁱᵈ.
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ᴰʳᵉᵃᵈ, ᴰᵉˢᵖᵃⁱʳ, ᵃⁿᵈ ᵃⁿᵍᵘⁱˢʰ ʷᵃˢ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ʸᵒᵘ ᶠᵉˡᵗ ᵃˢ ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵃʷ ᵗʰᵉ ˡᵒᵒᵏ, ʰⁱˢ ʰⁱᵍʰⁿᵉˢˢ ᶜˡᵃᵘᵈᵉ ʰᵃᵈ.
ᵀʰᵉ ˡᵒᵒᵏ ᵒᶠ ᵇᵉᵗʳᵃʸᵃˡ ʷᵃˢ ᵖʳᵉˢᵉⁿᵗ ⁱⁿ ʰⁱˢ ᶠᵃᶜᵉ ᵃˢ ʰᵉ ˡᵒᵒᵏᵉᵈ ᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗʷᵒ ᶠⁱᵍᵘʳᵉˢ ᵒⁿ ᵃ ᵐᵃᵗᵗʳᵉˢˢ.
ᴴᵉ ˡᵉᶠᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ʳᵒᵒᵐ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵃ ᵈʳᵉᵃᵈᵉᵈ ᶠᵃᶜᵉ, ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᵍʳⁱᵗ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵗᵉᵉᵗʰ ᵃˢ ʸᵒᵘ ᵍˡᵃʳᵉᵈ ᵃᵗ ᴬⁿᵃˢᵗᵃᶜⁱᵘˢ.
"ᵂʰᵃᵗ'ˢ ʷʳᵒⁿᵍ, ʸ/ⁿ?" ᴴᵉ ᵃˢᵏᵉᵈ ᵃˢ ʰᵉ ˡᵒᵒᵏᵉᵈ ᵃᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ᵗʰᵉⁿ ᵗᵒ ʸᵒᵘʳ ʰᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ʷᵃˢ ᵍʳⁱᵖᵖⁱⁿᵍ ᵗⁱᵍʰᵗˡʸ ᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ˢʷᵒʳᵈ'ˢ ʰᵃⁿᵈˡᵉ.
"ʸᵒᵘ ᵃʳᵉ ᵍᵒⁱⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ᵖᵒⁱⁿᵗ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵇˡᵃᵈᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵃ ʳᵒʸᵃˡ ᶠᵃᵐⁱˡʸ ᵐᵉᵐᵇᵉʳ? ᵀʰᵃᵗ ʷᵒᵘˡᵈ ᵇᵉ ᵗʳᵉᵃˢᵒⁿ, ʸ/ⁿ, ʸᵒᵘ'ˡˡ ᵍᵉᵗ ᵏⁱˡˡᵉᵈ" ᴴᵉ ˢᵃⁱᵈ ᵃˢ ʸᵒᵘ ᵍˡᵃʳᵉᵈ ᵈᵃᵍᵍᵉʳˢ.
"ᴵ ʷⁱˡˡ ᵇᵉ ᶠⁱⁿᵉ ᵉᵛᵉⁿ ⁱᶠ ᴵ ᵈⁱᵉ ᵃᶠᵗᵉʳ ᴵ ᵏⁱˡˡᵉᵈ ʸᵒᵘ, ʸᵒᵘʳ ʰⁱᵍʰⁿᵉˢˢ" ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵃⁱᵈ ᵃˢ ʸᵒᵘ ˡᵉᶠᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ʳᵒᵒᵐ.
ᵀʰᵉ ʸᵉᵃʳˢ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵖᵃˢˢᵉᵈ, ˢᵒ ᵐᵃⁿʸ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵍˢ ʰᵃˢ ʰᵃᵖᵖᵉⁿᵉᵈ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰⁱˢ ʷᵒʳˡᵈ ʸᵒᵘ ˡⁱᵛᵉ.
ᴬⁿᵃˢᵗᵃᶜⁱᵘˢ' ᵈᵉᵃᵗʰ, ᵃⁿᵈ ᶜˡᵃᵘᵈᵉ ᵗᵃᵏⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗʰʳᵒⁿᵉ, ʰⁱˢ ᵇᵒˢᵒᵐ ᵇʳᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ᶠᵉˡⁱˣ ᵇᵉⁱⁿᵍ ᵏⁿᵒʷⁿ ᵃˢ ᵗʰᵉ "ᴷⁿⁱᵍʰᵗ ᵒᶠ ᶜʳⁱᵐˢᵒⁿ ᵇˡᵒᵒᵈ" ᵃ ᵇᵒˡᵈ ᵗⁱᵗˡᵉ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ˢᵘⁱᵗˢ ʰⁱᵐ.
ᵀʰᵉ ᶜʰᵃⁿᵍᵉ ᵒᶠ ʰⁱˢ ᴹᵃʲᵉˢᵗʸ, ʷʰᵒ ᵇᵉᶜᵃᵐᵉ ʰᵃᵖᵖʸ, ᵃⁿᵈ ⁱⁿ ˡᵒᵛᵉ.
ᴵᵗ ʷᵃˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠⁱʳˢᵗ ᵗⁱᵐᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵃʷ ᵗʰⁱˢ ˢⁱᵈᵉ ᵒᶠ ʰⁱᵐ, ᵃⁿᵈ ⁱᵗ ʷᵃˢ ᵇᵉᵃᵘᵗⁱᶠᵘˡ.
ᵀʰᵉ ʷᵒᵐᵃⁿ ʷᵃˢ ᵃ ᵈᵃⁿᶜᵉʳ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ˢⁱᵒᵈᵒⁿⁿᵃ, ᵃ ᵖʳᵉᵗᵗʸ ʷᵒᵐᵃⁿ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵐᵃʸ ᵉᵛᵉⁿ ᵇᵉ ᵐⁱˢᵗᵃᵏᵉⁿ ᵃˢ ᵃ ᵍᵒᵈᵈᵉˢˢ ᵒʳ ᵃ ⁿʸᵐᵖʰ ᶠᵒʳ ʰᵉʳ ᵇᵉᵃᵘᵗʸ.
ʸᵒᵘ ᵉⁿᵛʸ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵒᵐᵃⁿ ᵃ ᵇⁱᵗ, ᶠᵒʳ ˢʰᵉ ⁱˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᵒⁿˡʸ ᵒⁿᵉ ʷʰᵒ ᵐᵃᵈᵉ ᶜˡᵃᵘᵈᵉ ᵗʰⁱˢ ʷᵃʸ.
ˢʰᵉ ʷᵃˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᵒⁿˡʸ ᵒⁿᵉ ʷʰᵒ ᶜʰᵃⁿᵍᵉᵈ ʰⁱᵐ, ˢʰᵉ ⁱˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᵒⁿˡʸ ᵒⁿᵉ ʷʰᵒᵐ ʰᵉ ˡᵒᵛᵉᵈ, ˢʰᵉ ⁱˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᵒⁿˡʸ ᵒⁿᵉ ʰᵉ'ˡˡ ᵇᵉ ⁱⁿ ʰⁱˢ ᵏⁿᵉᵉˢ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉᵍ ʰᵉʳ ᵗᵒ ᶜʰᵒᵒˢᵉ ʰᵉʳ ˡⁱᶠᵉ ᵒᵛᵉʳ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜʰⁱˡᵈ ⁱⁿˢⁱᵈᵉ ʰᵉʳ ᵇᵉˡˡʸ.
ᴬᶠᵗᵉʳ ˢʰᵉ ᵈⁱᵉᵈ, ʰᵉ ᵏⁱˡˡᵉᵈ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸᵒⁿᵉ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵗʰᵉ ᴿᵘᵇʸ ᵖᵃˡᵃᶜᵉ, ᵃⁿᵈ ᵃᵇᵃⁿᵈᵒⁿᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵒᵒʳ ᶜʰⁱˡᵈ ᵇᵉʰⁱⁿᵈ.
ʸᵒᵘ ᵍᵃᵛᵉ ᵃ ˡⁱᵗᵗˡᵉ ᵇⁱᵗ ᵒᶠ ᶜᵒᵐᶠᵒʳᵗ, ᵒⁿˡʸ ᶠᵒʳ ʰⁱᵐ ᵗᵒ ˢʰᵘᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ᵘᵖ ʰᵃʳˢʰˡʸ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵃ ᵏⁱˢˢ.
ᵀʰᵉ ᴱᵐᵖᵉʳᵒʳ ᵘⁿᶜˡᵒᵗʰᵉᵈ ʸᵒᵘ ᵃˢ ʰᵉ ᵖʳᵉˢˢᵉᵈ ᵏⁱˢˢᵉˢ ᵒⁿ ʸᵒᵘʳ ˢʰᵒᵘˡᵈᵉʳˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ˡᵉᵃᵛᵉ ᵐᵃʳᵏˢ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵃʳᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ʰⁱᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵖᵘʳᵖˡᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ʳᵉᵈ.
ʸᵒᵘ ᶠᵉˡᵗ ⁱⁿᵗᵒˣⁱᶜᵃᵗᵉᵈ, ʸᵒᵘ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ⁿᵉᵛᵉʳ ᶠᵉˡᵗ ᵗʰⁱˢ ʷᵃʸ ᵇᵉᶠᵒʳᵉ, ᵗʰⁱˢ ʷᵃˢ ᵉⁿᵗⁱʳᵉˡʸ ᵃ ⁿᵉʷ ᵉˣᵖᵉʳⁱᵉⁿᶜᵉ.
ᵂⁱᵗʰ ᵗʰᵃᵗ, ᶜˡᵃᵘᵈᵉ ʷᵉⁿᵗ ᵈᵒʷⁿ ᵗᵒ ʸᵒᵘʳ ˡᵒʷᵉʳ ʰᵃˡᶠ, ʷʰᵉʳᵉ ʸᵒᵘ qᵘⁱᶜᵏˡʸ ᵍᵒᵗ ᵉᵐᵇᵃʳʳᵃˢˢᵉᵈ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʳⁱᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᶜˡᵒˢᵉ ᵒⁿˡʸ ᶠᵒʳ ʰⁱᵐ ᵗᵒ ᵖʳʸ ʸᵒᵘʳ ˡᵉᵍˢ ᵒᵖᵉⁿ.
ʸᵒᵘ ᶠᵉˡᵗ ʰⁱˢ ᵗᵒⁿᵍᵘᵉ ᵐᵃᵏᵉ ᶜᵒⁿᵗᵃᶜᵗ ʷⁱᵗʰ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᶜˡⁱᵗ ᵃˢ ʸᵒᵘ ᵐᵒᵃⁿ ᵒᵘᵗ ⁱⁿ ᵖˡᵉᵃˢᵘʳᵉ.
ᴴᵉ ˡⁱᶜᵏ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢˡᵘʳᵖᵉᵈ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ᵃⁿ ᵃⁿⁱᵐᵃˡ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ʰᵃˢⁿ'ᵗ ᵉᵃᵗᵉⁿ ᶠᵒʳ ᵈᵃʸˢ.
ʸᵒᵘʳ ʰᵃⁿᵈˢ ᵍʳⁱᵖᵖᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ˢʰᵉᵉᵗˢ ᵃˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᵉᵘᵖʰᵒʳⁱᶜ ᶠᵉᵉˡⁱⁿᵍ ʷᵃˢ ᵒᵛᵉʳʷʰᵉˡᵐⁱⁿᵍ ʸᵒᵘ.
ᴬˢ ᶠᵒʳ ᵗʰᵉⁿ ᴴᵉ ʳᵘᵗˢ ʰⁱˢ ʰⁱᵖˢ ʰᵃʳˢʰˡʸ, ⁿᵒᵗ ᵍⁱᵛⁱⁿᵍ ᵗⁱᵐᵉ ᶠᵒʳ ʸᵒᵘ ᵃᵈʲᵘˢᵗ, ʸᵒᵘ ᶠᵉˡᵗ ᵒⁿˡʸ ᵖᵃⁱⁿ ᶠᵒʳ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᶠⁱʳˢᵗ ᵗⁱᵐᵉ.
ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵗᵃʸᵉᵈ ˢⁱˡᵉⁿᵗ ᵃˢ ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵒᵛᵉʳ ʸᵒᵘʳ ⁿᵃᵏᵉᵈ ˢᵉˡᶠ ᵇʸ ᵗʰᵉ ʷʰⁱᵗᵉ ᵇˡᵃⁿᵏᵉᵗ, ᵃⁿᵈ ˡᵒᵒᵏᵉᵈ ᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵃⁿ ʷᵉᵃʳⁱⁿᵍ ʰⁱˢ ᶜˡᵒᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ᵃⁿᵈ ˡᵒᵒᵏᵉᵈ ᵃᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵒⁿˡʸ ᵃ ᶜᵒˡᵈ ᵍᵃᶻᵉ.
"ᴷⁿᵒʷ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵖˡᵃᶜᵉ, ʸᵒᵘ ᵃʳᵉ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᵃ ᵐᵉʳᵉ ᵗᵒᵒˡ, ᶠᵒʳ ᵐᵉ ᵗᵒ ᶠᵒʳᵍᵉᵗ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ʷᵉⁿᶜʰ" ᴴᵉ ˢᵃⁱᵈ ᵃˢ ʰᵉ ˡᵉᶠᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ᵃˡˡ ᵃˡᵒⁿᵉ ⁱⁿ ᵃ ᵐᵃᵗᵗʳᵉˢˢ.
ʸᵒᵘ ᶠᵉˡᵗ ᵗᵉᵃʳˢ ᶠᵃˡˡ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵉʸᵉˢ ᵃˢ ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵒᵇᵇᵉᵈ ᵃⁿᵈ ᶜˡᵉⁿᶜʰᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ʷʰⁱᵗᵉ ᶜˡᵒᵗʰ.
ʸᵒᵘ ʰᵃᵗᵉᵈ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ʰᵃᵖᵖᵉⁿᵉᵈ, ʰᵒʷ ᶠᵒᵒˡⁱˢʰ ᵒᶠ ʸᵒᵘ ᵗᵒ ᵃˢˢᵘᵐᵉ, ʰᵉ ʷⁱˡˡ ˡᵒᵛᵉ ʸᵒᵘ, ʸᵒᵘ ᵃʳᵉ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᵃ ᵗᵒᵒˡ.
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angst oneliners
“so everything, everything i did for you, meant nothing?”
“why are you even bothering trying to explain yourself? i got your point from the very first time”
“just... just listen to what i have to say” “i don't want to”
“oh! i see, i see. *chuckles*, it was all my fault since the beginning”
“i think... i just felt bad for you and what happened back then”
“so, this is how is going to end?” “it never started”
“why the fuck are you crying?! it should have been me! i should be crying because *starts laughing*, it turns out i was never cut for it! NEVER”
“i know that it must have been rough but...” “spare the sympathy, now tell me how much time they have left”
“this is how you choose to thank me for all our time together, after all these years? burning everything i cherished to the ground? really, my love?”
“i can explain” “you sure did” “what?” “you left it very clear every time you looked at them”
#writing#story prompt#whump prompt#dialogue inspo#whump#whump ideas#whump writing#emotional whump#writerscommunity#writing dialogue#angst imagine#angst and pain#angst#prompt list#daily prompt#whump tropes#my prompts
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Love Lost
for @bobrossstan 💓
“It’s good to see ya,” he says in-between sips, making it even harder for her to gain back a steady breath.
“Oh yeah?” She turned to him, eyes sharp, cutting him like a knife. “Then why did you hide for the last six years, huh? Why the fuck did you just leave?”
His head bounces down, as he pressed his lips together, sighing. “Shit, Lexi. I’m sorry.”
“Oh, you’re sorry?” She gulped down her martini, letting out a little scoff. “Oh, alright then, you’re sorry. Everything’s forgiven. Fuck you, Fez.” She squeezed out of her chair, unable to see his hypocritical face any longer.
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Fez left without a single trace – six years later, Lexi meets him again and has to confront her past and her undying love for him.
#fexi fics#fexi thoughts#fexi vibes#angst angst angst#angst and pain#hurt/comfort#love lost#mac miller
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Would y’all like ~3.9k words of Kacy angst and pining today, with smut to arrive this weekend? Or would you prefer to wait until the smut is written? It will be angsty and pining smut. There will be no fluff or joy. Only pain. I will not be making it better in this fic. A later part of the series, yes. But not anytime soon. Hit my replies or ask box.
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Here to call out the hypocrisy in my OTP fandom. I know you have been here since almost the start but claim to be new. That you're pushing out the long timers and old generation for a retread of the golden age. And I am tired and ready for flame wars if that's what it takes. Real is here looking for real. I'm calling our all the posers and hacks right now. Let's talk and let's go.
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“What happened to arresting me, detective?!
I thought you were gonna show me the light…!”
#bsd stormbringer#chuuya nakahara#i saw this post where someone drew chuuya visiting murase’s grave talking about saving people whom they barely know#got sad#really sad#so i unleash the angst#he went thru sm pain (heartbreak)#MURASE AS CHUUYAS FATHER FIGURE EUEGEUEGH THE POTENTIAL#chuuya 16#bsd#bungou stray dogs#bsd fanart#nakahara chuuya#stormbringer#angst
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Get this man medical attention and a hug
#commander cody#i wanted to draw something bloody but i made myself sad#i wouldve drawn obiwan but i already have so many angst wips for him#so i decided to inflict pain on his husband i mean commander#star wars fanart#my art#the bad batch#tbb cody#if something happens to him i will cry#cw blood#tw blood#sw tcw fanart#sw tcw#illustration#fanart#digital art#star wars
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Okay, I've been meaning to do this post for a while - you know how sometimes you're listening to a song, totally innocent and unrelated, and all of a sudden WHAM it hits you that this song (the lyrics OMG the LYRICS) are just So Your Blorbo/OTP?
Yeah, that.
Anyway, may I present:
Moonraker
(arguably one of my most favorite Bond songs)
Here are the lyrics in their entirety:
Where are you
Why do you hide
Where is that moonlight trail that leads to your side
Just like the moonraker goes
In search of his dream of gold
I search for love
For someone to have and hold
I've seen your smile
In a thousand dreams
Felt your touch
And it always seems
You love me
You love me
Where are you
When will we meet
Take my unfinished life and make it complete
Just like the moonraker knows
His dream will come true someday
I know that you
Are only a kiss away
I've seen your smile
In a thousand dreams
Felt your touch
And it always seems
You love me
You love me
And now let's get to what hit me about this song and Helena Wells:
Helena explains her time machine and how it works with, among other things, with this:
I'd become intrigued by the idea of Gestalt, the collective unconscious. What if one were able to connect with the mind of someone who lived centuries ago?
We also know that she was conscious while in the Bronze - and I've always wondered: what if her unattached consciousness were able to join the collective unconscious through there? (which in and of itself is a different essay)
And then when I heard "I've seen your smile in a thousand dreams", it hit me: what if she saw glimpses of Myka, while in the Bronze? What if, among the millions of minds she touched only ever just once, there was this one mind, this one person, that her consciousness kept coming back to. Because "it always seemed you loved me". And oh, how starved Helena is for love. Imagine seeing glimpses of Myka's smile, again and again, and feeling like the owner of that smile loves you, loves you, loves you-
And then you get unbronzed and maybe, among the million things you need to do... maybe you search, with half an eye, every now and then, when the opportunity presents itself, because heaven forbid you devote important time on that but oh how you dream of love-
And then you tell yourself it doesn't matter, it's just a pipe dream, you are not made for love, you are made for oblivion, yours and that of the entire human race-
And then you run into her and realize you're on opposite sides.
(I know this second GIF has text that isn't the actual subtitles from the show but OH MY GOD is it ever accurate, Jo bless you Jo!)
And you try. Oh how you try, tro wrestle your life away from the tracks you yourself have set it on, to stop hurtling towards oblivion and start turning towards that smile, that touch, that love. And you have read enough tragedies to know that it is impossible, you know that ink with which you have mapped out your plan is indelible, but you try-
you try
you try
you try
Now. The only part of the lyrics I have beef with is that concept of someone else completing you - but! Hear me out: Sometimes, someone comes into your life and- doesn't complete you, no, but offers you an insight into yourself that makes a lot of things suddenly make sense.
The italicized "oh."
And while the song started out to be a Helena Wells song, suddenly we're in Myka's head: the head of someone who, faced with the fact that H.G. Wells is a woman (nice catch there, agent), that she is this woman, who faced with all this starts processing, starts realizing, starts making connections between new input and old memories, and oh.
Oh.
So let's say Myka has had dreams too - just snatches, glimpses, a smile here, a touch there, the elation of two like minds connecting, the heady rush of being lifted to the sky, none of them remembered in the morning - but oh how they come charging in now, now that she is faced with H.G.-Wells-is-actually-a-woman.
But Agent Myka Bering is not one to trust her dreams - hell no. Facts only, please, hard, observable, ideally peer-reviewed facts- but here is this woman, is H.G. Wells, this woman out of her time, this smile she's seen in a thousand impossible dreams, this touch she's felt that always seems so-
Facts.
Facts only, please.
But maybe, just mabye, among the million things she needs to do, maybe she can make time for the owner of that smile, maybe she can indulge in the thought that the purveyor of that touch isn't all evil, maybe there is a dream that might come true someday-
And she tries.
She tries.
She tries.
She tries.
(thank you to all the GIF makers. You are seriously amazing. There was a GIF, sometimes multiples, for every single scene that I wanted, and I stand in awe of your talents. GIFs in this post by:
lonely-night
kiraslight
aflawedfashion
maiagaru
finehs and
taikoturtle
THANK YOU.)
#Warehouse 13#Bering and Wells#angst and pain#can you say 'doomed by the narrative'#i am NOT sorry#this is not a songfic#this is definitely not a coherent analysis#this is me rambling on about lyrics that made me froth at the mouth#in order to inflict this on all of you#my post but not my GIFs
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This is your one week reminder :)
September 19th - 25th
Prompts/Days:
Day 1 (Monday 19th): Dancing
Day 2 (Tuesday 20th): General Family Vibes
Day 3 (Wednesday 21st): Culture / Holidays / Anniversaries / Special Occasions
Day 4 (Thursday 22nd): All the AU’s! (e.g. Road Trip, Fake dating, or anything you want)
Day 5 (Friday 23rd): Apples / Warehouse Shenanigans
Day 6 (Saturday 24th): Myka and/or HG as parents/in a parental role
Day 7 (Sunday 25th): Free Choice
Some notes (and if you have more questions feel free to ask):
You can contribute anyway you please: gifs, edits, fanart, fics, videos, fanmixes, metas, other fan things I’ve forgotten to mention etc.
You can just contribute once and not do the other days, you can do multiple things in a day and everywhere in between. You don’t have to post it on the exact day, if you are late we’ll still love it so please still share. You also don’t have to make anything at all and just reblog and enjoy. Whatever is cool, just have fun :)
I hope that the prompts are broad enough to inspire and will also work for a variety of media. You can merge the prompts together or use them in any direction you choose (so unrelated to whatever the other prompt is). It’s whatever inspires you. I want this to be as inclusive as possible, so if people want to take part they can.
Tag your work with #beringandwellsappreciationweek as well as the usual tags so we can all find it and enjoy it.
Please reblog this post to signal boost.
#bering and wells#bering & wells#Warehouse 13#beringandwellsappreciationweek#W13#WH13#joanne kelly#Jaime Murray#Myka Bering#hg wells#helena wells#helena x myka#angst and pain#otp: I believed in you and I was right
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I'm kind of wondering when Keefe starts figuring out that Alden's not a good person, either? It seems like he kind of idealizes the Vackers to a degree, tries to seem them as the 'good' family he never had, so...
mmm i honestly think Keefe knows that Alden's not a good person.
But he really doesn't want to admit it.
I mean, look at the kid. He's smart. He's intuitive. He knows what's going on, he picks up on signals, reads the room really well, and on top of it all, he's an empath.
But this kid only has one coping mechanism. And that's running away from his problems.
So I think Keefe noticed that Alden wasn't a good person when Fitz's emotions started to go funny whenever he talked about his dad. Whenever Fitz talked about school.
I think Keefe noticed that Alden wasn't a good person when Fitz slung his arms around him and begged Keefe to back him up and help him pretend to be sick one day so he didn't have to take a test he knew he'd fail.
I think Keefe noticed that Alden wasn't a good person when Biana mentioned how he'd told her to get close to Sophie so he could keep track of her.
I think Keefe noticed.
I think he saw it all.
I just don't think he wants, ever wants, to think about it, do anything about it, look it in the eyes.
Maybe he accepts it when he walks into Candleshade with Ro, her talking his ear off, about how he shouldn't have to put up with that kind of manipulation from Alden and how it's not fair to him and how he deserves more and all the stupid, emotional stuff you never want to hear at the moments you need it the most.
Maybe he turns around, in the ice-cold silence of the entryway, and screams, "I know!"
Ro just looks at him. "You know?"
He nods, tears burning in his eyes, stupid tears, ones that he didn't need to shed. "But if it's not me, Ro," he says, quiet, "Who is it gonna be? If he doesn't manipulate me, who else gets it? The guy's used to manipulating me. I'm a manipulatable person. I'm... good for that."
Ro looked at him like he'd grown a second head. "You know?"
"Ro," he said, "I'm not an idiot. And I've known the Vackers longer than you have. Fitz breaks down and gets angry. Alden gets angry at him. Biana freaks out and runs off. If I'm there, Fitz has someone to get in the way and just. Calm him down. Because I'm good for that."
Ro stared. "Dude, you're kidding."
"I'm not that stupid."
Ro nodded. "You're smart, Kid, I know."
Keefe looked at her.
She smiled, slightly, but then her face fell. "You let him do that on purpose?"
Keefe shrugged. "It's not... it's not like that."
Ro set her hand on his shoulder. "It doesn't have to be."
"I don't have a choice," Keefe said, quietly.
"There's always a choice," Ro answered. "You don't have to let him manipulate you."
Keefe shrugged, looking away. "That's where you're wrong," he said.
"Why don't you want to stop him?"
Keefe stared at the floor, hard. "I can't."
Ro knew he could, but the more she looked at him, the more she realized that wasn't the kind of can't he meant. He meant there was something that held him back, something that stopped him from doing it.
"Why?"
Keefe looked sad, as he started hiking up the stairs. "If you love someone," he said, as he kept walking, "You want them to love you too."
Ro's heart might have broke a little bit inside.
#kotlc kotlc ro#kotlc keefe#kotlc#kotlc ro#ro#thanks for the ask!#keefe sencen#kotlc headcanon#kotlc headcanons#kotlc theories#angst#angst and pain#good ask tho i appreciate this
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