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#if our love is tragedy why are you my remedy.

tracy-warcross · 5 months

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Lu series clarity meme pairings (yes i am cursed rn)

Note: this is the falling catching meme

Legend:

Dune, but June catching day cuz he fell off a building doing parkour

Day and Tess, with day catching Tess cuz she stumbled off a tower running from the authorities with day

Eden and Pressa, someone pushed Pressa off the sky town (I forgot what it’s called) platforms. They might both die.

Eden day, days catching his little brother from death once again- and lands in a pile of mud. They look like pigs in a play pin.

June and Tess, june catching again. June catches Tess and lands on her back with Tess in her arms. Tess falls in lo- *insert that sound they use in videos before they rewind clips*

Day and anden, day catching only cuz June would get mad at him.

Scenario 2: Day and Anden again, except mid catch day decides to start doing parkour leaving Anden to die. Jk day isn’t evil like that

Warcross:

Himika, with Hideo catching (Emika physically and himself, feelings). Managed to get her only to get a thank you and Emika runs away. (I’m an epic himika hater.)

Romaine, either catches and gets the other safely NO ONE DIES

(Hammie films them doing this dramatic act over a pool off a springboard and calls them cringe, but secretly loves it (video title: romaine lettuce falls into pool))

Hammer (ham Asher), ummmmmm could happen idk how tho

Sasuke and Jax, Sasuke can’t do shit unless he throws out a web or smth, he’s too heavy for Jax to carry (dudes like 500 kg or something). Just won’t happen cuz they both think it’s stupid

Jaxmika, jax saves Emika (cuz she was doing stupid shit. Jax told me) and saves her but labds herself into the hospital (broken back)

Hamika (hammie Emika), either would save. They’re reenacting what romaine did earlier except Emika sucks at catching and they nearly drown (sorry)

Keimika (keira Emika), they both die. No one’s catching either they’re both trying to save the other and killed themselves in the process. The end.

Skyhunter:

(I don’t remember much, bare with me)

Red and anyone: he catches and saves cuz duh he has wings

(Technically Talin too)

That’s it I forgot everything sorry all

Stars and smoke:

(Only one pairing rn cuz I’m at school and can’t think)

Winter Sydney, Sydney saves cuz winter is oof. Technically he can too but she won’t let him lol

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hinako-supremacy · 16 days

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i was spam reblogging the surrealism post and xkit thinks u hate me so im offering u a cat

NOOOOW WHYYYYYY GWEEHHHHH :(((((

i do ghis to you 💞💞

#IF OUR LOVE IS TRAGEDY WHY ARE YOU MY REMEDY

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mihai-florescu · 11 months

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Listening to clarity nightcore, thinking about izuleo...average saturday night activities

#if our love is tragedy then why are you my remedy

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thefakerachelray · 2 years

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You know how it is, sometimes Clarity by Zedd comes in when you’re pulling into the driveway and you simply HAVE to sit in your car and belt out the whole song

#IF OUR LOVE IS TRAGEDY WHY ARE YOU MY REMEDY #IF OUR LOVE’S INSANITY WHY ARE YOU MY CLARITY

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percival-templeton · 2 years

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ALERIE FREY & PEARSE CARON — Moodboard / @wcrdsarewind

#alerie: headcanon #( pearse caron )#( alerie & pearse — if our love is tragedy why are you my remedy? )

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ssplague · 2 months

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Benighted Beloved

Prologue

Dragon King Bakugou x Reader

Haven’t decided on the title yet, didn’t want to take even more time to get this out.

Warnings ⚠️ BRIEF Mentions of attempted assault, sex trafficking, & murder.

As the last of the moon’s ethereal, silver light disappears from the skies, a harsh wind begins to blow. This kingdom’s inhabitants are hidden away within the confines of their homes. The silence is daunting as the wind begins to howl through the previously bustling capital streets.

Within the dimly lit castle a woman stares through the her window before shutting the drapes tight.

The atmosphere within the fortress is riddled with tension; Murmurings of prayers can be heard from various servants pausing their duties as they move about. Her bosom heaves rapidly from panting breaths, she fights in vain. Stubborn to prevent the vision attempting to shine through, ignoring the now blurry edges of her eye sight. Ebony hair is sticking to her sweaty face, she’s only standing on shaky legs from leaning against the edge of her vanity table.The door of her bedroom swings open and immediately slams shut. A man has come to see her, he’s briskly crossing the room, before coming to a stop at her side.

“What ails you?” The tired man asks, helping the woman stand upright by allowing her to hold his arm. Continuing to assist, despite her uncoordinated shuffling to sit on her bed. “If you are to be given a prophetic message, why fight it? Her majesty wishes to know what you have seen”. The woman wraps her arms around her middle, sharp nails nicking at her flesh as she draws in a shaking breath, “This night is tainted by darkness, the goddess is unable to grant us her full protection while her light is repressed…if my body will hold out until the darkness recedes, perhaps tragedy will be prevented from falling upon our kingdom once again”. Light from the single lit candle casted half of her face in shadow. The oracle was ashen faced, her black bangs plastered against her forehead, droplets of sweat leaked down her face onto the floor as she rested her elbows on her knees, shaking hands massage her temples.

“You cannot alter fate Midnight, you are destroying yourself all for the sake of delaying a message you were chosen to deliver” Aizawa says with a heavy sigh, rubbing at his eyes “I know you continue to blame yourself for the death of King Masaru but even the queen herself told you that you were not at fault, you relayed the message, and it was something that simply couldnt be remedied..”.

A shuddering breath racks the oracle’s body and she begins falling forward, only for the exhausted man to catch her,

“Stop this! You are going to die!”.

Midnight knew she was on deaths door, her body would give out soon, unless she relents…

Once again the bedroom door opens silently, the snap of it shutting alerts the two occupants of a new comer entering the room.

“Do it for the sake of the child, if you wish to atone for the death of its father then guide it as it grows, inform the future leader on how to avoid whatever negativity may come beforehand, so that it can be properly dealt with” the stern but soft voice of Jeanist seems to have been able to break through the oracle’s stubbornness.

“Normally only one of you would need to be the scribe for this session…but I would prefer it if there were two perspectives on whatever I report, considering the situation…” requests Midnight as Aizawa allows Jeanist to help the frail woman sit up. Making one more request as the blonde man fluffs and rearranges the pillows behind her:

“Please light the ceremonial pouperie and hand me both selenite and tourmaline towers”.

At the beginning of her life Midnight had been gifted with the ability to predict small things such as who would win a foot race or what she would receive for her birthday. As a teen her visions changed into predicting who would find love and eventually how relationships would end. Life was not always kind to her, and once she reached her late teens she had been enslaved and forced into prostitution.

Luck had been on her side as an adult; One night as the ebony haired beauty made her way through town. She had come across a drunken man attempting to asssault a young woman. Her amethyst eyes catch the glint of an intact bottle neck laying discarded on the alleyway’s grime crusted cobblestones. Those muffled cries of the female being violated brought her back to when she herself had first been enslaved. Slinking up through the shadows in silence, the angry woman would later on be compared to a panther as she came flying out of the darkness. The brute didnt have a chance to fight back as loose shards of glass were shoved into his eyes, the jagged spikes of the bottle were repeatedly slashed and thrusted into his neck, face, and chest until the pig was unrecognizable.

The woman she had saved turned out to be the daughter of a duke, visiting from a completely different kingdom. “Please accompany me for my journey home, your bravery will bring you great favor with my family, im offering you a new life, a fresh start”. Once the dutches and duke had learned about the gift of sight their daughter’s savior possessed, it was only a matter of time before Midnight was called to advise the current king and queen of her new home.

The darker haired man uses the candle to light to light the bundle of herbs, the scents of sage, lavender, and jasmine fill the room quickly.

Both polished stone towers are pressed into her shaking hands, Each man stood at the oracle’s bed side with quills poised and ready. Only then does the ritual begin;

She always hated lowering the walls of protection that had been built around her psyche. It made her feel as though she were stripped naked, vunerable, about to have her dignity snatched away, and soul crushed. Of course those feeling were always what prelude a tainted and unfortunate vision. Her eyes buldge in their sockets as they widen, her plump lips fall open and an amplified emotionless version of her voice spews out the sacred information from her gaping maw.

In this realm,

a blessing descends,

a child of fate,

Whose power immense,

destined to determine

earth’s fate

Born beneath the moon's shadow,

a tale quite bizarre,

A beast hides within,

a spirit touched by mar.

Not at the outset,

but time's relentless flow,

Unveils a name in

history's annals to grow.

Victories numerous,

A heart encased in sin

With a chance encounter,

love's dance shall begin.

Strings of fate weave

a love, pure and oh so divine,

The dragon king seeking

a mate with whom his

Soul shall intertwine.

This love is true,

by impurity shunned,

Great Darkness out shone

by Celestial radiance

Who’s light could

Outshine the sun

Blessings abound

if the moon's grace prevails,

However her failure

unveils hate

as darkness assails.

The Earth shall quake in fright

silence descends in despair,

The dragon king ruthless,

his mate to ensnare.

Land soaked in blood,

tainted with gore

at that moment

T’will be decided

peace within this kingdom

will become a distant lore

Decay befalls living souls,

cursed evermore.

Oh how can one’s feelings

spin a tale so profound?

For only true love shall

Determine whether darkness

Or light shall abound?

In a wing located on the complete opposite side of the castle, a feminine shriek is permeated by the sharp wails of an infant.

“It’s a boy your majesty!” Exclaims a mid-wife who held the freshly delivered baby.

She is quick to clean off the continuously shrieking child, immediately swaddling him in a soft blanket. Queen Mitsuki held out her trembling hands to receive the bundle of joy. “He’s beautiful my lady, I’m sure the king is looking down from heaven with pride” stated one of the other servants as she took away the soiled linens. “Yes he is…my beautiful little boy…my precious Katsuki” the queen whispered, kissing the boy’s head. His tiny whisps of blonde hair tickled her face as she holds him close. A little fist slips out from the blankets, waving about as his wails grow louder. Another servant enters the room, her arms laden with fresh blankets and sheets, “The moonlight has returned!” She happily reports, setting down the bedding and drawing back the curtains some.

Soon as those first rays of the shining silver light landed on the baby, his shrieks cease instantly. Finally opening his small crimson eyes to stare up at his mother, a goofy smile appearing and soft cooing replaced his cries. Everyone in the castle seemed to breathe a sigh of relief as the dreaded eclipse had come to an end.

“My Katsuki, you’re going to grow into a strong, dependable man, eventually you’ll become the greatest king the world has ever seen…isn’t that right Masaru?” Mitsuki snuggled the baby, tears rolling down her cheeks. She wasn’t able to see the man standing beside the two of them, but Katsuki could. The spirit of his father placed its hand on his little head, and the baby began to giggle happily. “I cant do much in this form, but I’ll do whatever I can to help you make the right choice when the time comes…take care of your mother for me…I love you both so much”.

A/N: We’re starting a NEW series!

What did you think? Pay attention to that prophecy, any ideas on what it’s talking about?

#katsuki bakugou #Bakugou x reader #Bakugou x y/n #katsuki bakugo x reader #dragon king bakugou #mha fantasy au #mha fanfiction

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redleaderblockhead · 7 months

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‘Cause you are the piece of me I wish I didn’t need

Chasing relentlessly, Still fight and I don’t know why

If our love is tragedy, why are you my remedy?

If our love’s insanity, why are you my clarity?

Lyrics from: Clarity by Zedd feat. Foxes

#ducktales #ducktales 2017 #scrooge mcduck #goldie o'gilt #scroldie #scrooge x goldie #lyric quotes #zedd #foxes

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anotherrosesthatfell · 3 months

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IF OUR LOVE IS TRAGEDY WHY ARE YOU MY REMEDY?

IF OUR LOVE IS INSANITY WHY ARE YOU MY CLARITY!

HELP THIS REMINDS ME OF A CLARITY CROSSMARE THING WHERE DREAM IS EVIL AS SHIT AND HE PUSHED NIGHTMARE OFF THE ROOFTOP AND CROSS PUSHED DREAM THEN CATCHED NIGHTMARE 😭

#gacha moment #clarity meme #undertale au #nightmare sans #dream sans #cross sans #the memories #crossmare #💀💀💀

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psiimaid · 9 months

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IIf our love II2 tragedy why are you my remedy? 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😫😫😫😫😫 IF OUR LOOOOOVE IS INSANITY WHY ARE YOU MY CLARIITY?? 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹😍😍😍 Hold still right before we crash 'cause we both know how this ends……………

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eatbabies0 · 1 year

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High dive into frozen waves where the past comes back to life Fight fear for the selfish pain, it was worth it every time Hold still right before we crash 'cause we both know how this ends A clock ticks 'til it breaks your glass and I drown in you again

'Cause you are the piece of me I wish I didn't need Chasing relentlessly, still fight and I don't know why If our love is tragedy, why are you my remedy? If our love's insanity, why are you my clarity?

If our love is tragedy, why are you my remedy? If our love's insanity, why are you my clarity?

Walk on through a red parade and refuse to make amends It cuts deep through our ground and makes us forget all common sense Don't speak as I try to leave 'cause we both know what we'll choose If you pull, then I'll push too deep and I'll fall right back to you

Why are you my clarity? Why are you my remedy? Why are you my clarity? Why are you my remedy?

If our love is tragedy, why are you my remedy? If our love's insanity, why are you my clarity?

tragic

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lavendertheys · 5 months

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Length: 1,866 words Rating: T for heavy themes TWs: references to past trauma

“I never want you to have to deal with her all on your own. And I never want you to feel like she’s all you’ve got, because we both know that ain’t true.” She takes a deep breath to steady herself, then softens her voice as best she can. “Can I ask you… the biggest favor?”

“Anything,” Laudna whispers without hesitation.

Imogen leans in until her forehead is resting against Laudna’s. “Let me take care of you tonight, okay? Let me show you how good love can feel.”

(Post-78. The soft shit they deserve. Technically a companion to if our love is tragedy. Both titles from "Clarity" by Zedd.)

#ao3 fanfic #cr fanfic #cr imogen #cr laudna #critical role #imodna #imogen x laudna #imogen temult #bells hells #c3e78 #critical role spoilers #hurt/comfort

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