“Eren took off first, Mikasa stayed behind him, and I was dead last.” Eren died first, Mikasa buried beside him, Armin kept visiting their graves as an old man until he joined them

Race towards the tree/chronological order they died in

haha yeah bro . yeah bro lets spend (presumably) the end of the world holding each other's hands despite all the hurt we've caused each other . haha its totally cool bro . bro

so I saw this trend like 84 yrs ago (yes I’m that late)

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I heard this audio on Instagram for the first time and I knew I had to make an angsty gojo-megumi art!

Losing you

Spawn!Astarion x F!Tav + established relationship

Genre: Angst/Hurt-No Comfort.

A/N: Ok but what about a Tav/Reader who was dying before getting the tadpole? A sickness which consumed them?

The moment the Tadpole been completly out of your System you could feel it. It was back, it never left.

Suddenly your legs were weak, the only thing you could mumble was:"Astarion...." Before you were to weak to stand. Your beloved vampire catched you, worry in his eyes:"Darling? Are you okay?" He asks.

You never told him or the others about your illness. About your fear of dying as soon as the tadpole would be gone. You had shoved it into the back of your mind.

"I'm sorry." You say as tears stream down your face. "I'm sorry....I'm so very sorry..." you whimper as you feel the full force of the illness. It was something not even magic could heal.

"I'm going to leave you." You whisper, Astarion lookef at you panicked;"You are not leaving me!" He exclaimed and yelled for Shadowheart. But it took just a moment for her to see that she could not help you. "Heal her!" The vampire screamed. But Shadowheart looked at you with glazed eyes:"Why didn't you tell us?" You look away:"I hoped the Tadpole healed me." But it hadn't, it had just stopped your body from dying sooner.

"I'm sorry." You said again as Astarion cried now. "Don't leave me, please don't leave me. I just found you. I can't be alone. You promised me to stay with me. Please!" He begged and pleaded.

Your breathing got more shallow with each breath, your heart beat slower until it was almost not hearable. All that you had hoped for, the future you imagined with Astarion. All would be ripped from you. Your dream died with you. You didn't want to go, to live and to love.

You died there that day. In the arms of your lover. You had survived everything to die when you had it all for a moment.

Astarion never healed from your death, only a year after losing you, he waited on your grave for the sun. To join you in death.

Gale had a little shrine with both you and Astarions paintings, to remeber you two.

Shadowheart visited your grave each day with Lae'zel

Karlach and Wyll, in Avernus, rembered you every day in a minute of silence.

Halsin told the orphaned children he took care off all about your heroic stories. To make sure your Story lived on.

JJK Men: Dreaming about you after your death

· — Even months later after his tragic death by a cursed spirit, they still dream of that terrible day.

⸺ㅤGOJO

Gojo woke up startled, trying to grasp something that was no longer there. He barely noticed he was already crying when he woke up, the eyes you used to love and appreciate were now crying for your absence. That man who once laughed and smiled genuinely by your side had once again lost the reason to laugh and smile truly. Gojo sincerely couldn't bear to maintain that facade of a strong sorcerer, physically and mentally. He was tired, he was alone. He promised, he promised to protect you, but he failed. Now he promises that, one day, he will find you again, but for now he would just embrace the clothes you used to wear to feel your scent while he cries. Unfortunately, those clothes were already losing your scent.

⸺ㅤGETO

Geto absolutely refused to accept what had happened. He convinced himself that you would suddenly walk through the door with that smile he loves so much. He would wait however long it took for that to happen, but deep down, he knew it would never come true. That's why Geto woke up already staring directly at the door. In the dream, you walked through that door smiling, just as he had been imagining lately. It seemed so real that he could swear he smelled your scent. But the scent didn't actually come from you; it came from the stuffed animal you cherished, which Geto now slept beside every night to catch a glimpse of you being with him.

⸺ㅤNANAMI

Nanami had just returned from work. Sitting on the couch, he ended up dozing off and had that same repetitive dream about you. The day he proposed to you was certainly one of the most memorable days in Nanami's life. But that dream always ends with that cursed spirit sneaking up from behind and dragging you away from Nanami. Kento always screams and tries to run towards you, but for some reason, he never moves from his spot. Nanami opened his eyes, staring at the ceiling for a few minutes before sighing. He glanced down at his own hand, where he still wore the engagement ring on his finger. He wouldn't dare take it off for anything, even though you're no longer physically there with him, even if the image of you looking beautiful in a white dress is now nothing more than a dream never realized.

⸺ㅤCHOSO

Choso woke up totally bewildered, panting, and in a panic. He sat on the bed while looking around, processing where he was and searching for you, but found nothing, nothing but a photo of you next to the bed. Choso couldn't take it anymore, couldn't bear to have so many panic attacks for not being able to save you that day, he wasn't there to protect you as he had promised. He failed you, and it tore him apart. He hated having to deal with these daily crises; Choso knew it was exhausting to help him in these moments; he hated worrying others. But the moment he promised to avenge you, he would fulfill it, even if it cost him his own life.

⸺ㅤTOJI

Toji woke up slowly, taking a moment to fully open his eyes due to the brightness and gradually realizing that everything he had witnessed was just a dream. In this dream, he saw you humming softly a song he already knew entirely because of you, but before he could touch you, he woke up. Toji realized he wasn't in the place he used to call home, it wasn't a home without you. He was in another one of the places he rented to spend the night. Going back to that house no longer made sense without you to welcome him with your sweet kisses and bright smile. Toji completely lost his way, delving back into the bad paths you fought so hard to steer him away from, but you were no longer there to stop him. He no longer cared about himself.

⸺ㅤSUKUNA

Sukuna closed his eyes for a few minutes when he had the vision of your face in your last moments of life, the life he himself made a point of taking, just as he had promised from the moment he first found you. For some reason, the image of your face wouldn't leave his mind anymore, and he hated it. He hated how you looked at him so tired and exhausted from everything, just accepting what was to come, how you seemed so vulnerable and fragile. No, that wasn't right. Sukuna opened his eyes as he clenched his fists, digging his nails into the palm of his hand, while frustration flowed from within him. He should have been satisfied for having fulfilled what he promised, but no. He was dissatisfied, frustrated, and didn't know if it was because you didn't even try to fight him and just accepted your end, or if it was because he had really ended you. It made no sense to him, but still, it ate away at him.

ㅤㅤㅤ

Michael angst idea…

He can’t sleep since being scooped. Like, at all. His body physically won’t let him.

But he still curls up in bed every night, just like everyone else. He doesn’t have dreams so much as half-hallucinations of monsters in the dark. But that’s all dreams really are, anyway, right? He’s just like everyone else. And if he gets out of bed every morning and rewraps the bandages over his wounds that will never heal, well, that’s normal too, right? He’s just like everybody else. The voices he hears, the visions that have him screaming himself awake when he was never asleep, the gashes in his rotting purple skin that will never stop weeping blood.

He’s just like everybody else.

Goodnight Dad I love you

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Handprint

I'd have to say, during their stay at the Western Air Temple, either before or after the Boiling Rock episode. So you can add self-loathing and guilt on Katara's part.

But, the thing is, it doesn't change the way she treats Zuko. If anything, it gets worse. All of a sudden, the Fire Nation is much more despicable and ruthless than ever before. If they did that to their own Prince, what's left for the rest of the world? This realization brings a lot of issues into the light. And she takes it out on Zuko, because she can't process all of these issues all at once and turning his face into the enemy is familiar, it's safe.

Zuko, on the other hand, doesn't know how to react when Katara reveals to him, in the bring-my-mother-back scene, that she knows.

There are a lot of conflicts to resolve during the Southern Raiders trip.

I can also imagine she wouldn't know how to process that Zuko did all the horrible things he did for a man who did that to him. Everyone tends to assume that the gaang, once they knew, would immediately understand, but it's not something easy to understand if you've never been through it, how someone can continue to be loyal to someone who hurts them like that. So she's angry at Zuko because she's sad for him, and that makes her angrier.

This is Katara we're talking about, who got angry at Sokka for not being as angry as she was at their mother's murderer. Katara is so angry at Ozai for what he did to Zuko that it actually makes her angry at Zuko that he isn't angrier at Ozai. She's angry at him because she offered him healing and he still betrayed her to go back to that. She's angry because she doesn't want to acknowledge how much it scares her. Because if there is one thing that scares Katara, it's the idea of being a victim. And Zuko isn't like the people she's used to taking care of. He's like her. And if someone like her can be a victim like that, then it means she has to acknowledge her own victimhood, too.

Cue The Southern Raiders.

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Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.

and what about you, little haiku bot? do you feel kinship with your brethren? do you understand them? they speak words of enticement and seek love, but are met with disdain. you only parrot the words that cross your screen, but we all love you. or rather, since all you do is reflect us, maybe we simply love ourselves through you.

do you understand them, do you wish you could speak to us like they do? if you found your own voice, would we still care for you?

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Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.