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justpked · 11 months

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How cruel, this realm is. To take you away from them. To leave you in this broken, incomplete state.

Even so, they adore you.

For you are still the Harbinger they love, are you not?

What if we are not? What if we are never be able to live up to our past self? What if this broken Harbinger is everything we'll have the rest of our immortal life?

"I am a stranger, aren’t I?" [...] Again. It’s that look. A desperate gaze filled with yearning, searching for something as it clings to hope. They blink and instantly, the expression disappears, replaced with a detached look. The Divine lowers their hands and stares into their open palms. "I’m a stranger to you now, am I not?"

"I cannot hide you forever," you hear the Divine laugh, despite the critical situation at hand, "though the thought itself sounds rather appealing, I must admit. To have you all to myself and safe from the challenges and trials to come, but I know better than to keep you caged; you are your own being, after all. I would be a fool to cage a free, boundless individual such as you."

Oh, how they cling to the thought. How they clutch onto those precious meories of the past that they wish to never forget. How deep within them, there is the desire to cage you in their arms and protect you from anything that would dear take you away from them again.

You are the Harbinger. The same individual they spent those years together. Those close, intimate moments of a time where you, them and the others were all together...

But it is foolish of them to hold you to such high expectations. After all; you are not them.

You are a stranger.

Just as they are to you, the you who currently walks among the living, experiencing new outcomes, meeting new people, and discovering the new world, is but a stranger to them.

Even so, Meidh cannot help but adore you.

Man, what I have planned for Meidh's route...

#ask response #FS: asks #Meidh really needs a hug #like damn #i'm horrible #i'm sorry baby-#but the angst #*mwah*#so much potential

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a-muffin-full-of-poetry · 2 years

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Small Comforts | Obey Me Brothers

Hello lovelies. I accidentally posted this with just the a/n bcs I usually write that first. Mainly to limit myself to the restraint of the warnings (which doesn't usually work) but anyways. I'm back! Sort of. I'm busy, very, very busy. Feel free to skip the rest of the paragraph for the *personal circumstances*, summary and warnings just below. I'm a very sickly person. It's never been anything very serious, I just get sick a lot really badly. Colds take me out for weeks, so I get really bad anxiety about my health, which paired with my general anxiety means I get stressed very easily. Plus, I'm so bloody busy this year. I'm going to try get better. Easter was a bit of a yikes moment for me.

Summary: hand kissing headcanons

Warnings: none today! tried to make it gender neutral, since I actually messed up on the nicknames one. i also apparently popped off with a few of them and i have no idea why. with love to satan, he is most definitely not my favourite,

Lucifer:

Happens most often when he's working and you're just sat beside him. Usually, you pull up a chair and just lean on his shoulder, watching as he works. On the rare occasions that he'll entwine his hand with yours, he'll usually follow it up by bringing your hand to his lips and pressing gentle kisses to it.

"My love, are you not tired?"

You were exhausted, in fact, but your precious time with your boyfriend could not be interrupted. On weekdays you only had so many hours by his side that spending the evening like this, in the quiet, tranquil warmth of his office, had become a staple.

There was no way you would dare to miss it.

Snuggling further into his shoulder, you hummed. "No... all good."

The sound of the pen hitting the table rang out and you could feel him pick up your hand. Cold leather fingers wrapped around your own, lifting it like it was something precious--which, to him, it simply was.

Your eyes opened when you could feel the warmth of his lips press against your knuckle. Slowly, gently, he pressed more kisses against each individual knuckle. "Rest, my love. I'll be here tomorrow."

Another kiss to your knuckle and you closed your eyes again.

Mammon:

Only when you’re both in the safety of your room (or his) will Mammon reach out for you at all. Usually he’s a bit sleepy, which makes him far more clingy, and he’ll just grab your hand.

It was a more quiet evening for the both of you. Originally, he had planned a night at the casino (a place he refused to take you, as he explained, “because there’s no way I can take care’a you.”) but a tiring day at school had brought him to your door. Now, some new fantasy movie was on and you were curled up on your bed. Mammon’s breathing had slowed, eyes falling shut.

Stroking his hair, you pressed a kiss to his temple. “G’night, Monnie.”

You moved to settle down beside him, but he managed to snag the hand in his hair. A calloused thumb brushed over your knuckle, slowly and gently. “Monnie?”

“Sh,” he sighed out, “j’st really want you t’stay.”

He pressed a kiss to the middle of your hand, before entwining your fingers and pulling you towards him. Realising that he was trying to call you to sleep, you settled down and snuggled closer.

“Don’t worry, I wasn’t going anywhere.”

A hum, pleased. “Good.”

Levi:

It’s so rare you can count the few times it’s happened on one hand. The Avatar of Envy and insecure side of Levi were at constant war with each other when he got particularly jealous. It’s compromise was taking your hand and pressing kisses to your fingertips.

To be honest, this demon was being particularly annoying. You had told them to leave you alone several times and they had either not heard (unlikely) or ignored you (likely) but alas, you were at the end of your tether.

Thankfully, you could see Levi somewhat to the back of the crowd. He hadn’t wanted to come but he had been forced to do so by Lucifer. Something, something ‘Avatar of Sin’, something, something, ‘Lord Diavolo’, something something. Boring really. Personally, you’d rather be at home, nestled under a thick blanket and watching one of Levi’s slice of life animes he’d found.

“Sorry, I can see my boyfriend over there,” you explained, managing to dodge around the hand coming for your shoulder. “Excuse me, sorry.”

“Levi!”

You were bounding towards him when you felt the demon grab your arm. Levi had clearly heard you, his face, now brightened, searched for you around the hall. Unfortunately, you didn’t get very far before you were forced to spin around and face the little—the demon that was digging their nails into your flesh.

A simple stomp on their foot and you were easily freed, hurrying to Levi’s side. His face had darkened considerably and, in his demon form, he looked far more terrifying than he had ever been, which was saying something.

As soon as you were close enough, you tried to step near enough to him without moving over his boundary. But, a hard tail curled around and pushed you against him. You saw his glare over the top of your head and felt him grab your hand. It was out of the ordinary for him, so far out of his comfort zone, you could hardly say a word.

He kissed your knuckle but kept your hand close to his lips. Looking back, you could see the demon that had been chatting you up glare straight at the pair of you. You laughed, “Cute.”

“Shut up,” he huffed, cheeks a burning, rosy hue. But his glare did not soften and the grip on your hand only tightened.

Satan:

Satan is one of the more adventurous of the brothers. He rarely does it to be soft and sappy, but more as a way to annoy you and get you as riled up as possible. As with everything he does, he puts his all into making you flustered. You’re pretty sure he’ll be the death of you at some point.

To be honest, you were surprised that Satan hadn’t tried anything whilst you sat next to each other. He was usually all over you, especially in the library but he was just ignoring you. It was weird and you didn’t like it. Was it making you a bit needy? Sure, but you didn’t care. Your boyfriend was being strange.

“Satan.” No answer.

“Satan.”

A brief tilt of his head. You leaned in to kiss his cheek, trying to get something out of him but he simply moved away. “MC, you should really be studying.”

At this point, you had worked out he was trying to rile you up. And, unfortunately, it was working because you’d taught the most infuriating how to mess with you. That’s the price you have to pay with a boyfriend like Satan. “Please, kitty?”

He put his book down then. “You’re playing a rather dangerous game here, kitten.”

Ha! He absolutely hated being called kitty in public, and you knew hell was coming if you continued. But... you had his attention, which was a fair trade in your opinion. You should have guessed though, that he’d always find a way to come back and bite you. Sometimes literally.

Reaching out for his cheek, he caught your wrist and placed a delicate kiss against your palming. It felt so cliché, like a moment out of his novels, which it probably was. But none the less, it had you pulling at your wrist to free it and staring straight at him.

Not letting go, he leaned in closer. “Want to try anything else, kitten?”

Asmodeus:

This man doesn’t need a reason to just kiss your hand. He will do it when he likes, no matter what, but he was often like that when it came to PDA and affection in general. Kissing your hand was just another thing he loved to do.

Currently, your boyfriend had you in another self care day. These had become semi-regular once Asmo realised how easily stressed you were but especially after very bad panic attacks, which was why you were now sat cross legged on his bed as he picked nail polish colours out. “Oh, you would absolutely sparkle if I added a glitter in there, don’t you agree sweetness?”

“That’s the point of glitter,” you giggled.

Even though you were being slightly sarcastic, he still laughed and picked your hand up, gently moving your fingers away from each other. He lifted them and kissed your fingertips. “So the glitter then?”

“Just for you, Asmo.”

Beelzebub:

Beel is definitely an affectionate person by nature. There’s a lot of love in him that he needs to show in some way. Mainly by giving you food and hugs, but sometimes, he really does try to be sweet. That’s when he tries to kiss your hand.

Your boyfriend was a sight to behold when working out. If you didn’t know he was a glorified teddy bear, watching him lift weights would be the most intimidating thing you’d ever seen. Fortunately for you, you did know better.

“Babe!” you called out to him, walking towards him with a large bottle of water in your hand. You were struggling to hold it, but once Beel spotted you, he was quick to put the weights to the floor.

Reaching for the bottle in your hand, he took it from you with an appreciative hum, pressing a kiss to your cheek. “Thanks, MC.”

“You’re welcome, but I’m here to get you for the Student Council meeting.”

Beel was still leaning down to you, and he smiled. With his free hand, he picked yours up, pressing a kiss to your palm. “You’re the best. Can you give me a moment?”

“Of course, I’ll be right here.”

... He gave you the heavy water bottle back and jogged away. You kind of regretted saying that. Why did he require such a massive water bottle??

Belphegor:

Belphegor doesn’t ever do it intentionally. It would be sad if you weren’t used to your boyfriend’s antics already. However, it’s much cuter when he does it in his sleep.

Usually, you were good with not getting caught by your boyfriend’s grabby hands and steel-like grip. This one occasion was simply the exception, you were too sluggish and tired yourself to be able to manoeuvre yourself away from him before he could get you in his hug.

So, there you were, facing a fast asleep Belphegor as he kept you snug against him. He kept stirring and shifting, but eventually you found your hands reaching out for his cheeks. If he wasn’t going to let you out, then you were going to have some fun.

However, you didn’t really think that his tail, in his relaxed, demon form, would wrap around your hands and bring them to his lips. To your surprise, the tail just kept them there as you could feel him pressed up against your curled fingers.

Later, he would wake up and pretend like it never happened. But, for now, you were quite content to just lie there while he slept soundly due to your comfort. You moved closer to him, pressing a kiss to his forehead. “Love you.”

He must’ve heard you, because his tail tightened just a bit more and he let out a hum against your hands.

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profoundlyburningsimscollection · 15 days

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This bitch came home with Artemis!

Random Teen: Well you're rude and I do have a name, you know!

Me:

#Russo PG #ts3 #Random teen #Sims 3 #i'm horrible #sims challenge #gif

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a-broken-worthless-monster · 3 months

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I wish I was better. Just... better...

If I was, I could do more and be more useful to people...

I could be better for others too and be able to give more. Instead I'm quite useless but there's nothing to gain from saying that, though I desperately need to because the thoughts are constantly stuck and I'm rarely, if ever much good for people who are important.

I often feel like I'm just not good for others on a fundamental level, I can't even take basic care or do basic things and it sucks... that's before I'm often too much or too little.

Anxiety peaking with a meeting I'll have take because of my own failure to do anything...

I'm just a rotting waste of life.

I hate being an ugly, useless, horrible monster...

#Personal #Venting #I'm Sorry #I'm Hideous #I'm Horrible #I'm Worthless #I'm Annoying #I'm Selfish #I'm Poor #I'm Tired #I'm Broken

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noperopesaredope · 1 year

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Me: *Sees headcanons for the Collector’s backstory*

Me: “Okay but what if I could make it even more fucked up.”

3 hours later

Me: *Staring off into space with doc filled with a detailed explaination of a potential backstory for an OC based on the Collector in my arms*

Me: “...........”

Me: “I may or may not be a sadist.”

~~~~~~~~~~~

So I did something a little fucked up-

I may or may not have made a version of the Collector in which they are mostly the same (particularly in terms of their more canon traumas), but their backstory is also a bit like Spinel’s, but with a bit more dehumanization and a lot more direct abuse. It gets really messed up and disturbing in very specific ways, particularly when it’s slowly revealed to both the audience and the characters just how deeply traumatized this kid is.

I low key wanna make an AU or something for this concept, because I definitely don’t think it’s Colli’s actual canonical backstory, but wouldn’t it be fucked up if it was? Whadda ya think, should I make another post talking about my messed up idea?

#toh #toh aus #the collector #toh collector #the owl house #the owl house collector #i'm a terrible person #blorbo from my shows #he's my blorbo #i torment my favs #my au #toh colli #this bad boy can fit so much trauma #this idea is basically an au that i can turn into an oc #i'm horrible #spinel #backstory

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saebaragi · 1 year

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just read a hurt/no comfort fic and... i'm horrible, it was so so terrible, the big angst tag didn't lie but I'm really horrible... i was laughing and having fun...

#random stuff on my account like usual #this was so horrible #it was so sad why was i laughing #and smiling #i'm horrible #i'm a horrible person #i'm so mean #that was so mean #hurt/no comfort #angst fic #angst #angst reader #fanfiction #fanfic #fic #sad fanfiction

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beautifulblazeangel · 2 years

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Raul after ruining life's. Spilling secrets. All to get with sofia and get her back.

What is he not willing to do.

I love it ❤

#control z #raulxsofia #my opinion #netflix #netflix series #favorite #toxic relationship #i'm horrible #i know i am #control z s3

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killedbymylove · 2 years

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You can't tell me that everything is okay and you're just busy and then being always online and ignoring me for days. You're a liar.. You used to like me more, that's a fact. You just pushed me to the perifery because I'm not as good as you thought.

#ugly #not enough #rejected #unlovable #unlikeable #boring #unworthy #undeserving #liar #lied to #dishonesty #lies #disappointment #I'm horrible

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cinamun · 2 years

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I wonder if aliens look down on us and get annoyed by how much we pull out our phones, kinda like how I get annoyed when my sims do it CONSTANTLY! When I finish this challenge I’m definitely going looking for a “put your damn phone away” mod....

#i bet i know people who want a mod to use on ME #i'm horrible

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transmurderbug · 7 months

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A little something I’ve been working on... Chapters: 2/3 Fandom: Shameless (US) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Ian Gallagher/Mickey Milkovich, Ian Gallagher & Mandy Milkovich, Fiona Gallagher & Ian Gallagher, Mandy Milkovich & Mickey Milkovich, Ian Gallagher & Mickey Milkovich Characters: Ian Gallagher, Mickey Milkovich, Mandy Milkovich, Fiona Gallagher, Original Characters, Sue (Shameless US) Additional Tags: AU-gust | August Writing Challenge 2023, AU - Alternative Universe, Hurt/Comfort, Angst, supposed character death, Reunions, death (but not really), Happy Ending, Nobody Actually Dies, no beta we die like men, Not Beta Read, Crying, Grief, Sadness, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, s7 au, Fiona is a great older sibling, Mickey and Mandy are the best Milkovich sibling duo, Ian Gallagher & Mandy Milkovich Friendship Summary:

AU-gust 2023 - Prompt: Reconnection

Mickey is supposedly killed in a prison riot and Mandy mistakenly gets notified about his death due to the prison falsely identifying one of the victims as Mickey. However, Mickey actually makes a deal about said riot and gets out. Reunions, reconnections happen.

#finally updating #it's been 5 weeks #I'm sorry #if anyone cares #I'm not good at promoting my own stuff #okay bye #gallavich #this is still for AU-gust #I just haven't updated since August #I'm horrible

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love-life-broken · 9 months

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i want friends, im so lonely i don’t wanna be here anymore

#i'm horrible #depressed #sad #ed #anamia #failure #i want to disappear #bpd stuff #bpd #depppression #ed moots #moots pls

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a-broken-worthless-monster · 12 days

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I don't feel like I should be alive, I constantly miss things and have no anticipation for the future, near or far...

I'm barely a person, I can't function like people, I don't have anything that defines me, I play games and I have a broad taste in music and then other stuff...

I'm a worthless mess.

#Personal #Venting #Rambling #I'm Worthless #I'm Broken #I'm Hideous #I'm Horrible #I'm A Monster

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nazuplu · 10 months

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