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#tw unrequited love
eunoiaaaivy · 1 year
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ღ....lifeline?
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-cw: angst, character death, blood, unknown illness, unrequited love, short like me, mention of nightmares and crying, hyperventilating.
a/n: probs don't know abt this one. it's not really angsty.
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he misses you. he misses your smiles, your laugh, the way your face would crinkle when you're happy. he just misses everything about you. he misses the way you would start a small banter with him, huffing when he calls you short. he misses ice cream on sundays with you. he misses everything related to you.
as he stares in the dark, the ceiling is what he is met with, mocking him with memories he's chasing. he could hear your laugh, despite the tick of the clock being loud. he could feel your presence hugging him from behind, even in the cold air of nothing. he could feel you. another sleepless night without you.
wasn't he stupid? why did he do that to you? why did he do that? just why? with the chasing of memories, he encounters what's there to be encountered. memories of flashing lights, the loud bustling crowd and the touching of skins, the memory of you in a cute dress, a confession remained in the air as he didn't say anything. and right then and there, the night he hates the most. because it was the last time you ever talked to each other. you lost contact, sweet moments and memories yet to be made.
it was only until he saw you at the vending machine, a shocked look on your face as you saw him. he recalls, the look he gave you was nothing of an accepted confession. it was a foreign, blank look as he no longer held warmth for you. as you reached out for him, he was met with the walls and ceilings of his bedroom as he realized it was a dream. his rushed breathing and ragged breath could be heard in the air as he tries to stabilize himself. the memory of you reaching out breaking into a thousand shards of glass as the realization eats him alive. before waking up, a flash was scene, there in all your glory, blood dripping from your nose as only a few seconds later you were met with the sound of gurgling blood out of your mouth, and as you looked at his eyes one last time, you collapsed on the floor.
and as he regains his breathing, he cries. he cries at the realization that you confessed knowing that your lifeline was going to end soon. he cries as he realized those memories eat him at night, taunting him for the things he's done to you. for treating you as such. for the lifeline that was taken away from you as he realizes that he loves you. he could remember faintly of the scene, ambulance blaring and teachers panicking, he stood there clueless. until your brother came and grabbed his collar, declaring the love you had for him was pure and unjudged, that your intentions were clear as daylight and your bright lovely heart has now dimmed like the moon on a long night.
he cries in anguish as you no longer breath. out of every day that he could've met you properly, why should've it been in your funeral, as he gazes through the area, the sobbing of your mother can be heard and the woes of your father loud and clear. the dullness of your siblings can be seen and the bright smile of yours in a picture frame in the middle of the center.
he realized, then and there that you died feeling alone. despite the friends and family, he knew you felt alone. as clear as the day and as dark as the night, you were no longer here. a brazen fool is what he calls himself as the pictures of you and him no longer feel special. and as the memories come flooding in once again on a peaceful night, he lets himself drown in them. he drowns his woes and sorrows in them as he is no longer met with a beating heartbeat. your lifeline has ended.
CLAUDE (WMMAP), AOMINE, SASUKE, ITACHI, KAKASHI, obito, dion, DILUC, kaeya, jean, eren, MIKEY, HANMA, ran, rindou, KAGEYAMA, TSUKISHIMA, kuroo, connie, hyuga junpei, NEJI, SEIJURO AKASHI, akashi keiji (?), IZEK, ERGI, sanemi, tengen, BAKUGOU, shinsou, aizawa, MEGUMI, TBH JUST ANYONE LOL I WANTED TO BE DRAMATIC. :DDDDD
©eunoiaaaivy || 2023
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slowlyzealouslover · 1 year
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Prompt#54
"What was that all about?Who are they?" "They’re the love of my life. Sadly, they have no idea".
Pov: hero is in love with villain but the love is unrequited cause villain is in a relationship with right hand
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ghoulofatook · 2 years
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For the ask game: your crush will never love you! Silco and reader (you can choose which one loves the other)
Your wish is my command, thanks for the ask! 💖 Hope you dig it ✨
Silco x Botanist Reader (no pronouns so can be read as genderneutral in this fic but may continue later as female reader)
Warnings: Obsessive Silco, Unwanted touch, threat of murder, unrequited love, messed up dude tryna not have feelings.
Inhospitable Ground
Silco lazily strolls through the artfully curated Cultivair gardens, secretly hoping to catch a passing glimpse of you as you go about your day.
He had been putting this visit off for as long as he could manage, finding it a frustrating challenge in self control to stay away. You always drew him back, despite his best efforts to excavate you from his thoughts. They eventually drifted back on you, slithering into the forefront of his mind as dreams, passing thoughts, even people who might have been you for a moment, glimpsed from behind in The Last Drop.
He meanders down through a plant lined hallway inhaling the sweet earthy scent of the place rounding a corner to finally confront the damage he had done.
The grand meeting room where he had threatened the chembarrons with his ornate little box of filled with noxious gas. It had been a small oversight to discover in the aftermath that it had withered every plant in the room.
He knew how much you loved that garden, it was your pride and joy and he had slaughtered it in so few moments to posture over subhuman scum. It was too late by the time he realised what he had done. How as the plants shrivelled and died, so with them had any hope of his affections for you ever being returned.
Standing there now in the empty room, arms behind his back, he observes how you'd removed all the death, how new soil now lay in all the garden beds. It must have been an immense job.
His brow knits as he frowns at the unfortunate mess of the situation. There would be no remedying it now.
He hears a thump behind him and turns to see you there in the doorway, a plant dropped at your feet.
Your mouth drops open in shock, eyes wide for a split second before they narrow and all the fires of hell fill them.
"How dare you show your face back here." The venom in your impulsive words could kill ten men.
Silco turns fully towards you, his expression carefully set to considering neutrality.
"Just because you own this garden doesn't give you the RIGHT to slaughter it!" You take a step forward over the dropped plant towards him.
"Some of those carnivorous flowers were the LAST specimens of their kind. They were HUNDREDS of years old." Tears of rage start to line your eyes as you continue pointing an accusing finger at him. The smart part of your brain is begging you to stop but you’re far to angry to listen.
"You should leave" you’re choked up now, hating how your voice quavers as you look up at him.
In that moment his heart aches for you, wishing you would smile or say something kind instead. But the hateful rage in your eyes reminds him that he is a monster. He remembers what he had become, what he had sacrificed of himself for Zaun. He allows the darkness inside himself to bloom in his chest, curling protectively around the pain.
He exhales through his nose, nostrils flaring with his distaste.
"I will not leave my Cultivair." He says coldly, steeling his gaze to fix on your own and striding forward with terrifying purpose.
"If you continue to speak to me like this." He lunges forward and grabs your face so quickly, leaning down over you like an eagle swooping down on a rabbit.
"I'll bury you in that garden bed, so your bones feed the plants you so love." He growls into your ear.
If you wont love him, fear and hate are as close as can be, he decides.
You squirm, disgusted by his very touch. Silco smirks devilishly at the feeling of your warmth pressed against him.
"Let me go Silco" you whisper through gritted teeth. Skin crawling at the lingering threat of his body pressed to your own.
He withdraws slowly, unwrapping his long limbs from around you.
Taking a measured step back you turn to pick up the plant that you had dropped, grateful the roots were bound with damp heshen and that it was a hardy specimen. You clutch it to your chest and turn back to face the awful creature before you.
Silco watches you slowly turn with the lovely green plant in your arms. You're so beautiful, so gentle and caring in your work. The feelings it divulges twist and roil inside him, the only external tell is a single deep breath.
"Why did you come?" You ask, trying to hide behind some semblance of professionalism after your shock induced seething rage had spilled forth.
"I'd like a small garden with a pond in the office." He proclaims, slipping easily into the flow of business. "I need somebody to design, build and plant it for me."
You rush to cut him off.
"Bryta is skilled in garden design, I'll send her over at once." You say confidently.
He snorts a cruel half laugh shaking his head. It’s a cute attempt to distance yourself but he won’t be having it.
"I don't want Bryta, She is not the head botanist."
Your heart sinks as you realise you won't be able to get out of this.
"No, no, petal. I want my head botanist herself to make me the best garden money can buy. No expenses spared. You can plant, whatever you like."
You look up suspiciously but you have to admit you're lured in by his generous offer. It was a dream job, despite being promised to you by the devil at the crossroads.
"Help fund the purchase of plants to replace your mess too." You dare to demand. Forcing yourself to stand straight and eyeball him.
He holds your eyes for a beat, glaring at you. You barely notice you’re not breathing.
"All you need do is ask." He says before turning on his heel and sauntering out of the room.
"I expect to see you tomorrow" he calls from the hallway and you suddenly remember to breathe. Pinching the bridge of your nose you move the plant to rest on your hip.
You could not despise him more.
✨ Thank you for reading ✨
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honeypleasejustkillme · 11 months
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i don’t think anyone could love me. there's so many things wrong with me,, im too broken. it hurts so much, i just want to be loved by someone..i want that safety
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shijiujun · 8 months
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Poor Eddie having been disappointed for FOUR YEARS on their shared birthday ༼☯﹏☯༽
KISEKI DEAR TO ME (2023) | EP 04
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louudthoughts · 1 month
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i know something is wrong with me, but i don't know what.
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boxbug · 3 months
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Laugh at the lovesick fool! Laugh at him, bending over backwards to be loved!
First time drawing for myself in... a very long time, and of course it's an edgy self portrait
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rrr333sstuff · 25 days
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“Wanting to feel wanted is the loneliest feeling ever.”
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sassywiththesas · 2 days
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I fell for you
Then u made me jump to my own death
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k3t4min5 · 1 month
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xdrdi · 7 months
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How enigmatic is this world, isn't it? The ones you hold closest often shatter your trust, and no matter the depths of your love, one day, they all depart in search of something more.
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eunoiaaaivy · 1 year
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slowlyzealouslover · 2 years
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Prompt#37
"You would've made such a lovely bride, what a shame you fucked in the head"
"I promise that you'll never find another like me"
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i wanna be so alluring to someone they can’t help but be obsessed with me, accidentally stalking, fantasizing about me, having delusions of us together. i wanna be so beautiful to someone they can’t help but be infatuated.
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rk-tmblr · 15 days
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“I know that when I'm gone, you'll fall at my feet and scream why did I do it? Why didn't I let you die for her? Not me.”
ALNST Ivan/Till
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louudthoughts · 1 month
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im sorry mom. i know you deserve better than me.
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