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wavebiders · 5 months

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Thinking about how most of the time when you have the option to stay quiet during a companion quest you get approval for letting them handle it and sometimes even get disaproval for talking over them

And then with Shadowheart's quest speaking up with Viconia not only gives a +5(while *keep silent* gives nothing) but also if you don't do that she will look genuinely scared when Viconia asks you to hand her over

#girl just wants someone to love her and stand up for her😭#I've been choosing to stay silent for all my pt's since I'm so used to letting the companions handle their own quests #so I always get the scared look at Viconia's offer #which is heartbreaking but makes perfect sense #she's spent most of her life being used and abused by her caretakers whose love was so desperate for #of course when confronted with that trauma she's gonna have a moment of doubt in regards to the person she loves now #but turns out just standing up for her beforehand cuts that panic short!#anyway I just think it's a very interesting character detail that having someone vocally have her back #is more important than leading the confrontation herself #bg3 #shadowheart #also not to get overly self-indulgent #but you know that one poem about how to the author being butch means this feeling of chivalry towards other girls?#that feeling is part of why this romance works so well for me #Shadowheart isn't weak and she is the hero of her own story #but you do kinda get to be her knight in shining armor so to speak you know?#larian did a great job of balancing that with still making sure she has enough agency and stands on her own #and without ever making it feel like the romance is mainly geared towards men #I appreciate that

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alifeingrey · 4 days

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Welcome to Heartbreak

There are many things we never fully understand until we experience them firsthand. Heartbreak is one of the most dreadful among those things. You see it in movies, read about it in books, and hear about it by the copy machine at work. But as much as you act like Dr. Phil towards other poor bastards going through it, you're always full of shit until it happens to you.

That's the thing about heartbreak—unless spoken about, it is a deadly silent killer. Unlike other kinds of pain, a large percentage of its victims show no symptoms at first glance. Its side effects usually begin to flourish when the person is at the bottom of a whiskey bottle. They start spewing bits and pieces of their soul, exposing the long trail leading to this deadly disease.

When a person is shot, you see the wound or the flesh injury. Aside from the screams, the trail of blood is a visual indicator of the pain. But with this motherfucking criminal called heartbreak, everything is different. It begins long before your heart actually breaks. There's no preparation or indication of when the person who says they love you no longer puts any intention behind that phrase. There are no signs for when the tissue covering your soul tears piece by piece.

The body may not react to your lover mentally checking out of the relationship, but your soul can't be fooled for long. There is no metaphysical makeup to cover scars in your energetic field. Your body still walks, talks, and cracks a smile. Like a broken clock, your heart still ticks and tocks. The sad reality is that you feel as if you are drowning with every blink, yet those around you will never know.

You ask for answers, seek advice, and some even Google the symptoms. But to no avail, we never find the guide that says, "Welcome to heartbreak."

-J. Grey Beato-

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twise · 6 months

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the israeli hostages received medical treatment, food and were treated with respect, whereas the palestinian (CHILD) prisoners got abused and received no food nor respect.

#my heart goes out to all the palestinian prisoners that are being wrongfully detained and abused and tortured #the stories that you hear and that you see.. it is heartbreaking to hear. imagine having to live through it #all these people that are staying silent. i will never forget any of you #free palestine #palestine

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ridiasfangirlings · 8 months

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fushimi breaking yatas watch

If we’re talking deliberate breaking, I have a fic for that so let’s go with accidental breaking. Imagine post-betrayal and the two of them are having one of their usual fights, with Fushimi taunting Yata and not holding back in the least. At one point Fushimi throws a knife and Yata can’t quite bring up his bat to block in time. He expects to feel a spike of pain as it hits his wrist but instead he hears the sound of something breaking, and they both just freeze as the watch slips off Yata’s wrist and lands in a sad little pile on the ground.

Fushimi recovers first, mocking Yata for being too slow. Yata just keeps staring at the watch though, leaning down to collect it and totally ignoring Fushimi. The band is broken and the front is cracked, it’s clearly not something he can fix by himself. Fushimi claims he doesn’t get why Yata looks so upset, like you should have already destroyed that old thing Misaki, you don’t want to wear something given to you by a traitor right. Yata yells at him to shut up, this wasn’t given to him by a traitor it was from… Saruhiko… and Fushimi laughs, like that was me too you know, I’ve always been this way, so you shouldn’t have bothered to hold onto anything like that. Yata bitterly says that of course Fushimi wouldn’t understand, he’s the one who threw it all away. Fushimi says that’s right, and once Yata learns to do the same and hates Fushimi the way he should then there won’t be any need to hold onto old things. Yata’s fists shake as he yells Fushimi’s name again and aims a punch, and Fushimi just grins as they start to fight once more.

Later they part, Yata bruised and upset and every time he looks at the watch he feels like he wants to cry and he hates it, that he cares so much and can’t stop. He thinks maybe he should just throw the stupid thing away and imagine him standing overlooking a drain pipe with the watch in his hand. He tells himself he should just toss it right, it’s broken and the only guy who could fix it definitely won’t. In the end Yata slips the broken watch back into his pocket though, taking it home with him, and sometimes he’ll just sit in his room staring at it. (Post-ROK Fushimi spends the night at Yata’s place and when Yata wakes up in the morning he’s already left for work, leaving the fixed watch that Fushimi stayed up all night working on at Yata’s bedside where it can't be missed.)

#sarumi #Talking K #Saru doing it on purpose feels more heartbreaking #but imagine even on accident and Yata keeps it #holding it over the river and wanting to throw it away #but he just can't #keeping it in his pocket and touching it when he thinks about Fushimi #later Fushimi just silently fixes it and it's like an apology

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yuhenglesbian · 11 months

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some mornings i wake up and my first thought of the day is

“All the monsters have been taken away. I'm the only one left. Can you lock me up in your house?”

and i just. really have to sit down for the rest of the day because of the sheer agony of it all.

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hcneyhelm · 1 year

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everything went silent . | carl grimes

cw :: blood , reader death , screaming , gunshot , fem!reader , heartbreaking & gut wrenching :((

You had been doing everything you could to keep yourself from ever getting too injured to be able to not be saved . It terrified you to think about death . Of course , you were scared to die but more scared of how you would die . You were scared to leave Carl .

Until this moment you thought you had done everything right to keep yourself protected from death . Carl sat a few feet in front of you , hands tied behind his back while Rick sat off to the sit with Negan in his face

"you chose this. i truly don't know what more i could have done to warn you and this isn't a warming. this is punishment" you faintly hear Negan speaking to rick "i'm gonna kill Carl now" you hear him speak a little louder. immediately you feel your heart drop into your stomach, He can't kill Carl. you need Carl.

"i'm gonna try to make it one nice, hard swing. try to do it in one because i like him. i just want you to put that in your brain and roll it around for a minute" You watch as Negan pokes Rick against his temple.

"i'm gonna kill Carl and then Lucille here , she's gonna take your hands" Negan spoke firmly. You felt sick to your stomach, almost like you were going to throw up watching the whole situation. "you can do it right in front of me. you can take my hands." Rick spoke deeply, but confidently "i told you already, i'm gonna kill you" he added "all of you. maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow. but nothing is gonna change that. nothing. you're all already dead." Rick continued

You closed your eyes for a moment before hearing Negan begin to chuckle "damn. wow rick. okay." you hear him whisper. You watch as he stand up walking around Rick, you feel nothing but terror flowing through your veins. He wasn't actually going to kill Calr, right?! He wouldn't do that.

You watched with tears streaming down your face as Negan walked over behind Carl removing his hat, winding back Lucille. "NO!" you screamed pushing yourself forward, before a loud BANG! echoed throughout the air. You felt a sharp pain in ypur abdomen but ignore it, watching as Shiva, Ezekial's tiger, roared attacking one of Negan's men.

As the others began to fight off Negan's men, You laid back against the ground holding your hand against your abdomen, fear rushing through your body as you brought your hand towards your face. It covered in a crimsion red color, that was slowly beginning to bleed more and more from your wound.

"No no no no!" you heard being yelled out in your direction. You didn't realize who it was until he was kneeled over you with tears in his eyes "no no you're going to be okay, come on stay with me" You watched as the brunette boy pulled off his flannel moving your hand applying pressure to the wound

You yelped out in pain putting your hand on his arm "i know i know come on y/n, stay with me" he slowly tried to pick you up before you screamed in pain "i know i know i know" tears were streaming down his face at this point, the sounds of gunshots filled the air.

you began to grow tired, your eyes began to grow heavier "y/n come on you gotta stay awake" he spoke softly, you knew you weren't going to make it. You wanted to be okay so badly, but you knew by the time the fight had ended it would be too late.

"hey hey stay with me okay, keep your eyes on me please i can't l-lose you" his voice began to shake as he spoke, you could tell he was holding back sobs. you were laid in his arms, him softly rocking the two of you back and forth while he continued to try his hardest to keep pressure on your wound.

You couldn't stay awake anymore, you took one last deep breath before slowly shutting your eyes hearing Carl scream out before everything went silent .

#twd fic #everything went silent #hcneyhelm #carl grimes x reader #reader death #fem reader #blood #death #gut wrenching #heartbreaking #brb calling my therapist

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sadsongsandwaltzes · 1 year

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Whoever thinks divorce doesn’t affect the adult children from the marriage is smoking crack

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yatskari · 2 years

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#just thinking about silent dante from dmc2 #hes so depressed :(#and he starts joking only after meeting nero at dmc4 #it's heartbreaking #devil may cry #dmc2 #dmc dante

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skyward-floored · 1 year

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Febuwhump day 17 - silent tears

I keep taking these kinda loosely but I also do not care <3 I’m happy enough with how this turned out anyway

Sprite is oot/mm Link, Hibiscus is alttp, oos/ooa, and la Link.

Courage of ages explanation

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“Ow.”

“Ugh... Seconded. Who knew moblins could kick so hard?”

Sprite groaned, pulling himself out of the bush he’d landed in. “Slate probably did,” he grumbled. “His stupid monsters are jerks.”

He brushed several leaves and twigs off himself, and watched Hibiscus do the same, glancing up at the cliff they’d been kicked off.

A group of monsters had taken them by surprise on the narrow path, and a chain of several bad decisions had led to Sprite being kicked into Hibiscus, unbalancing then sending them both tumbling down the cliffside.

Fortunately Hibiscus had managed to pull out a weird feather of some kind that slowed their descent enough so that they merely crashed into the bushes instead of breaking their necks on the rocks, but Sprite was still scratched up and bruised from the fall, and his knee was bleeding a little.

He spat out a leaf, and sighed, wincing when his chest ached. Man, he’d probably have a bruise from where he got kicked too. Ugh.

“We need to get back up there,” Sprite grumbled, pulling a twig out of his hair. “You okay enough to climb?”

“I’m fine,” Hibiscus nodded, dusting off his tunic and replacing the flower that had fallen from his hair. “I just got a little knocked around. I’ll be— wait.”

He froze, and looked at his tunic, patting down his chest and neck with a confused expression.

“My necklace, I— where is it?” he breathed. Then he began to pat himself more frantically, looking in his shirt and falling to his knees to search around at the ground beneath him. “I can’t find it, it’s not on me Sprite I can’t find it—”

“Whoa, calm down Hib, I’m sure it’s here somewhere,” Sprite said with a raised eyebrow. “It probably just came loose when we fell, stop freaking out. Is it really so important?”

“Yes,” Hibiscus snapped, shooting him a look, and Sprite froze at the unusual panic in his voice.

“Okay, okay... well I bet it’s right around here somewhere,” he said a little awkwardly, getting down on his knees. He began searching through the grass for the necklace, in the opposite direction from Hibiscus, pointedly ignoring the other while unease simmered in his guts.

Hibiscus never snapped at anyone like that. Even when he got angry, he usually took a firm tone, but not... snappy.

Boy, maybe he hit his head on the way down.

Neither of them spoke for what felt like a long time, leaves rustling as they looked around. Sprite hissed in pain when he accidentally stuck his hand into some thorns, but nothing was comparing to the racket Hibiscus was making a little ways away, tearing frantically through the leaf litter.

Sprite had seen the chain around Hibiscus’s necklace before: he’d never seen him take it off in fact. But he didn’t really know what it looked like aside from the chain, whether it had any charms or a pendant, different colors or anything on it.

And he sure wasn’t having any luck finding it.

After what was a solid fifteen minutes of fruitless searching, Sprite decided that some defining features would help. He glanced over at where Hibiscus was searching, and opened his mouth to ask what the necklace looked like.

But the words died in his throat, and he stared in shock.

Tears were dripping down Hibiscus’s cheeks as he pawed around the leaf litter, eyes wide and movements frantic. Sprite continued to stare, and felt a sharp wave of uncomfortableness roll over him as he watched more tears fall down his face.

Nayru preserve him, he was terrible at emotions.

“...Hib?”

Hibiscus paused in his frantic search, mopping a sleeve over his face. He looked over at him, eyes glassy, and Sprite hesitated.

“This is really important, isn’t it?” he asked quietly.

Hibiscus swallowed thickly, and nodded, looking away.

“Sprite I can’t lose this necklace,” he whispered. “It’s all I... it would be like you losing your ocarina, I just can’t.”

“Okay,” Sprite said softly, and went back to looking, much more determined now.

If this was as important to Hibiscus as his ocarina was to him, he’d search with him all day if he had to.

Sprite slowly worked his way closer to the bottom of the cliff where they’d fallen, searching for any kind of sparkle or glint of the chain. Hibiscus had gone in the other direction, deeper into the bushes, and as Sprite looked around in the dirt, he absently thought through all of his items, wishing one of them could help. Too bad Gloam isn’t here, he’d sniff it out in seconds.

He was about to give up and go look in Hibiscus’s direction again when something shone in the corner of his eye. Sprite jogged over to it, and smiled at the sight of the necklace caught in a bush.

He began to untangle it, studying the thing as he worked. The slender chain was the same as he remembered, but a small wooden ring hung on the end of it, lightly enchanted not to break he could tell. There were a few designs carved around it, nothing fancy, but obviously made with a lot of care.

Sprite carefully tugged it loose, and cradled it in his hands.

“I think I found it Hib!” he called, and the other hero nearly tripped in his haste to reach his side, reaching for the necklace as soon as he saw Sprite holding it.

He looked it over frantically, running a shaky thumb over the tiny carvings, turning it over in his hands several times. Then he held it close, eyes shut tightly as he breathed out a shaky breath.

“Yeah. This is it. Thank you Sprite.”

“No problem,” he muttered a little awkwardly.

He shuffled his feet as Hibiscus put the necklace securely into his pouch, running a thumb along the wood one last time before setting it away.

“Sorry about... freaking out,” Hibiscus said in a quiet voice. He breathed out a little shakily, and rubbed his eyes, subtly trying to remove the moisture from his cheeks. “That ring means a lot to me.”

“Yeah... I kinda figured. Where’d you get it?” Sprite asked curiously. “Did someone make it for you?”

Hibiscus was silent a moment, a strange emotion shining in his eyes. Then he turned away, walking back towards the cliff.

“Yeah. Someone did. Come on, we need to get back to the others.”

Sprite watched him go for a few moments, blinking in confusion. That was it? Just a quick brush-off? He wasn’t going to get any explanation?

He huffed out a sigh, then followed Hibiscus, several questions burning on the tip of his tongue. But he didn’t ask them.

He had a feeling he wouldn’t get any answers.

#legend of zelda #legend of Zelda au #courage of ages #coa hibiscus #coa sprite #writing from the floor #febuwhump #febuwhump2023 #day 17 #silent tears #hibiscus your heartbreak is showing—

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sadghostgirl14 · 14 days

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blissfullyawakened97 · 8 months

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The Toll of the Sea (1922) dir. Chester M. Franklin

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septembersghost · 9 months

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the power of the musical jukeboxes in our minds' memories never ceases to be miraculous and magical to me

#just played a song i haven't heard in a good fourteen years and 1. remember ALL the lyrics #2. am in tears lol #jess.mess #music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent #i shouldn't do this to myself btw but whatever something something heartbreak something something catharsis through time

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besarelcielo · 4 months

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the soft moon passed away :(((((

#and silent servant ?! wtf #this is so heartbreaking

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socially-awkward-skeleton · 1 year

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How Does Your OC Cry?

Tagged by @purplehairsecretlair to take this Uquiz for the girls

Tagging: @strangefable @direwombat @roofgeese @natesofrellis @sukoshimikan @kittiofdoom @strafethesesinners @adelaidedrubman @thomrainer @noetikat @confidentandgood (no pressure as always) and anyone else who’d like to give this a go, consider this me tagging you!

+ Nora Summers

frustrated

so many big things have happened that a little one sets you off. your angry and that anger turns to hot tears. you scream in frustration and try to verbally or physically release all of the anger by yelling/throwing things. eventually you fall into a pile on the floor full of brokenness.

+ Siobhan Kelly

silent

a lot has happened to you. its demoralizing, i know. you cry with your head leaning against the wall, tears streaking your face. your lip quivers but your mouth stays firmly closed. you keep your problems to yourself to not bother anyone.

#kit's is kind of perfect tbh #normally she is very silent and stoic but when someone has really pissed her off/upset her prepare for her to come swinging #nora also works quite well with that too #in her case she will scream and pop some heads while she's doing it #and my poor sweet ava :'(#hers is so spot on its heartbreaking #tagged #oc: kit cross #oc: ava mueller #oc: nora summers #oc: siobhan kelly

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lilacthebooklover · 5 months

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never gonna forget that one time my primary school made me be an accountant for the day. they just took a year 4 boy and a year 4 me into the headteacher's office and made us calculate numbers for a whole day. no calculators, just paper. in retrospect, that was really weird.

#i'll also never forget that same boy crying one time #and seeing mascara run down his face #and thinking he was an alien #because i didn't know what mascara was #oh also #i was awesome at Lessoning as a kid #but there were 2 things in spelling tests that TOOK ME OUT #i could spell “atrocious” and “hippopotamus” just fine #but “drawer”??#heck no #i was so annoyed about the “er” on the end #why is it there?#it could've just been a homonym smh #the other one was “gnome”#i knew it had a silent letter but couldn't remember which one #so ended up putting “knome” even though i knew it was wrong #sad stories #heartbreaking stories #save the youth #the youth is me #but like #seven years ago #primary school #british #don't mind my personal ramblings #i am bored and nostalgic #and it is 2:15am #tumblr trash #ranodm #radnom

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prettyboysmlm · 1 year

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not ace attorney making me cry at midnight

#WAAAAAAAAAHHHHH #BRIDGE TO TURNABOUT WHYYYYYYYYYYYY #THIS CASE IS SO SAD AND TRAGIC #AND FOR WHAT #i’m sorry just. goddamn these games #they make me feel emotions about silly little lawyer guys ;~;#AND ESPECIALLY THIS GODDAMN CASE #ITS TOO FUCKING HEARTBREAKING FOR MY POOR SENSITIVE HEART #i wish i had someone to ramble abt this with #but alas #no one i know has played any of the games #let alone the final super important big case of the main trilogy #that needs so much buildup and understanding of the characters in order for it to have its full impact #so i am forced to sit silently and suffer #but god i want to talk abt this with someone so fucking badly #k.txt #aa posting

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