Tears - Blog Posts
Wow has this blog existed for a while. Anyways, most of my old stuff has been deleted, so here, have my profile pic
"Don't cry," He whispered to the broken girl beside him on the ground, "you have me."
The girl choked on her own tears. Blood splattered on the dusty dirt ground below them. It was only them left.
"Now... Now the war is over," She wiped her tears away, "when my friends are all dead. And I'm still here."
- Dreaming of Wolves//Story Excerpt
Vogue cover's the VTuber world!!!?
Mysta rias, Former nijisanji en, takes the spotlight of the vogue cover page! with his Hottest pick topic outfit to the Barbie Movie premiere. Giving inspiration to all those in the Vtubing world.
Second contribution to the Mystakes and to Mr. Rias
"though i am really late to the trend and at the edge of his career ending, really wanted to atleast post this even if it's not finish. I just really wanna thank mysta for being my oshi, for his down-to-earth personality, his humorous silliness, comedic timing, Friendly conversations, rapping and singing skills, The best ASMR streams, a loving son to his mother,his stories, his knowledge of MLP, his experiences he share, advices, just everything. even though he may never see this post as i waste the night away drawing and typing. I really want to share to every any mystake who feel the same to his leaving. Mysta you're a living Inspiration to me and you felt more as friend than an entertainer (I am crazy). So as i listen to his final stream i bid a *adieu* and *merci mille fois ! ⧫ tu es un ange !* to whatever the future maybe for Mr. Rias"
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Siento que moverme duele, cada segundo es una agonía. Duele mucho, me lastima el centro del corazón. La cabeza y las lágrimas lo acompañan. Siento que estoy muriendo por amor. Jamás sufri ni sufriré más que ahora. Soy fuerte, pero no sé cuánto resistiré. Se oye que se quiebra, escucho el golpeteo, escucho el dolor y la tristeza que me ahogan. Quisiera dormir. Si muero hoy, no le digan que fue de amor, no le digan que lo elegí a él y no a mí. Cuéntenle cuánto lo quise, porque a él lo amé como a nadie, porque a él le lloré un rio, porque a él lo deseé tanto que me torturaba. No sé qué pasará mañana. No sé si moriré o sobreviviré. ¿Acaso él me recordará si muero? ¿Me amará incluso ahora que estoy con él? Porque ¿qué es peor que vivir sabiendo que no te ama la única persona con la que te idealizaste y planeaste sueños? Nada. Sufrí, pero ningún dolor se compara al que me provoca su indiferencia. Indiferencia de que esté muriendo justo frente a sus ojos y no haga nada.
Tracy has said that Sophie Rickaby was a lot like Rocky, and she also said that she spent most of her adult life in sanatoriums (which are quarantined hospitals for people who have tuberculosis.) I wonder if her health problems started when she was a little girl. Sophie may have been idealistic, intelligent, goofy, and impulsive like Rocky, and she may have been often sick and couldn’t get into the kind of trouble that Rocky could. Or maybe she was a very healthy kid and she could have absolutely dislocated her arms in a homemade flying machine accident, who knows? But I like the idea of Nina having to contend with a boy version of her little sister, only this child has healthy lungs and can run faster than her, and can actually unleash the kind of tomfoolery that Sophie only daydreamed about.
oh the thought of a wormless world
What if percy didn't catch annabeth in time?
The only thing stopping him from going after her were those around him
Without percy there to manipulate the rivers, the fall kills Annabeth shattering her body
Nico can feel her soul slowly disappearing
Percy vows to the styx to rip Gaia apart piece by piece
He's successful in that vow
He can't bare to look Nico in the eyes for saving him and not Annabeth
Frank and Jason beat themselves up for her death because they couldn't fly down to her
Hazel goes silent for about 3 months
She can't bare to hear Annabeths name without bursting into tears
Piper can feel Percy losing hope in love
She knows he they never got to tell one another
The first time Percy saw Chiron cry was when he heard the news about Annabeth, he makes sure she has the best shroud, she was like a daughter to him
Thalia goes on a hunt into the Underworld demanding Annabeth to be brought back
Hades looks at her and feels the pain she's going though, he looks at his niece dressed in punk clothes and mascara and eyeliner flooding her face
Grovers heartbroken, even though he was able to save Thalia he knew it was top good to be true, he would.always be the satyr who lost a demigod on the way back, he just didn't expect it to be the 7 year old girl who depended on him
The Athena cabin are now told how their oldest sister went head first into where Arachne lived, and brought her into Tarterus along with her self and her brave sacrifice
When Athena found out she let out a silent tear, she truly did love her daughter however even though she was the goddess of wisdom, she still had no idea of how to show it
She then summoned back the invisibility cap and Annabeths leather necklace
She now keeps the hat on her throne at olympus and a reminder of her favourite daughters bravery
The necklace was mailed to Annabeths father who now wears it every single day
Her mortal family are obviously devastated, even more at the fact that they never had a chance to say goodbye or burry her body as it was lost in tarterus
The camp seems to be darker without Annabeth around
Annabeth then goes on to Elysium, where she's greeted by Charlie, Silena, Luke (who she gives the cold shoulder to), Ethan, Bianca and everyone else
"The worst he could say is no."
Aziraphale: "I forgive you."
The Thing That Hurt Me The Most In The Owl House Ending
King never got to meet his dad, King couldn’t tell him “I loaf you, too.”
Making it count
Last week I was at a classmates funeral. Everything about it seemed wrong. She just turned 18 three weeks ago, therefore being way too young to leave this world and as I stood at her open grave, looking down at the bright wooden coffin her dainty body was in, imagining her just sleeping inside, I felt like I’m living my life the wrong way.
In that moment everything seemed so important to me. Because standing there, watching her older sister break down in tears, filled my heart with so much fear of not only dying but losing people I love before I had the chance to tell them everything I wanted them to know and spending as much time together as possible.
In that moment I wanted to call both my parents and tell them I loved them.
I wanted to wrap my arms around every single one of my friends and thank them for the best memories ever.
I wanted to tell my favourite teachers how much they inspired me and helped to create a new version, a better one, of me throughout the past years.
I wanted to make sure my brother knew that he has always been my favourite person on this planet no matter how hard we had fought in the past.
I wanted to show up at this particular boy’s door and just kiss him and thank him for slowly putting back all the pieces of my broken heart another one had left me alone with.
I wanted to be fearless. To be brave enough to just do whatever I felt like. To stop caring about what others might think of me and do whatever my heart desired.
I wanted to make every single minute of my life count, because I realized how fast everything might fall apart.
RIP Leo,
forever loved.