#angst -

[archived-pointofviiew]

"I want you to promise me....to kill me if I ever loose myself to my magic." Yami and Atem (a lil bit of angst for the new blog ;)

// this was late bc feels ;-; //

"I can't.....Angel we can't do that.."

"No i'm sorry...we cannot hurt you...We would try helping you Yugi!!" they both looked scared and shocked their angel would say that?

[kayforpay]

may i please kindly have discpsii 'the future is smaller than the past'

She's on her knees while he's being held to the dirt, his psionics buzzing uselessly around the yolk pressing the back of his neck down. His hand reaches for her knee, and one of the black-booted officers of the Empire steps on it, crushes it.

Meulin screams, and tries to lurch forward, only to get kicked in the chest and sent sprawling. "He's not gonna need those soon, anyway."

Behind her, limp between two trolls Meulin had brought in, had trusted so deeply, is Kankri, the glistening red of his blood leaving a sticky trail as he's dragged out.

[meeresbande]

We really should go to bed. But we’re scared and in a weird state that’s both dissociated and stressed, almost agitated in some way? 

What if we split tonight? What if, like usual, we have more flashbacks tonight and that causes the split to be completed? If it isn’t already… 

I wish we at least had therapy tomorrow but it’s only the day after tomorrow! That seems like a really long time right now :c 

I’m so sorry and so confused! I feel guilty for “allowing” this split to happen and at the same time I feel guilty for wishing the budding system mate to disappear before he’s even really here. How cold and heartless of me. How hypocritical! Typical! Always talking about accepting everyone in the system and then wishing them to disappear! But also: Not being able to help Chamaeleon so he doesn’t need to split off in the first place. Not being able to allow someone else to help Chamaeleon, or even just take some of the burdens off his shoulders. 

Failing all around at being there for my system. 

[achluophile-blog]

> Keeping up the conversation with John was a bad idea.

> But once you shut down your computer, you did too.

> Curling up into a ball on your bedroom floor, you screamed until you literally couldn't scream anymore. The tears puddled at your cheek and your body trembled with each intake of breath. Everything that you had kept out of reach, everything that you had pushed away from yourself since the game ended came back to you in a rush. Your group members, Kanaya, the abandonment, your mission.

> The sudden touch on your shoulder made you jolt, and you looked over your shoulder to see who your uninvited guest was.

> John looked down at you, and you up at him until he finally asked if you were alright. When you didn't reply, he sat you upright and hugged you. And in return, you leaned into his shoulder. The two of you sat there, together, for god knows how long. But it was comforting, even though you had always shied away from that. 

> After a long while of sitting together, you found the ability to speak.

> "I'm glad it was you."