#doomed relationship

[sushigeeg]

Your angst has on how relationships with like the entirety of the Twst cast wouldn't work gave me an idea!!

(this is all bittersweet as the reader is thriving but dude is slowly going insane after not taking his chance)

After being rejected by whoever yuu thought would go out of there way to be with because it was obvious they had feelings for one another, we obviously have like a period of sadness and emptiness but with grim, & probably crewels help they eventually get over it and start exploring their passions and feeling better than ever.

Years pass and he realizes that it wasn't worth it to not try and make it work, so he spends a good chunk of his life yearning for yuu. Only for him to bump into yuu at foothill town, he's excited but anxious to see yuu, only to be told by that yuu theyre already engaged to someone else and is leaving happily with a dream career forever closing the doors of love,(they haven't been open for years but he delusionally thought so) leaving him in the same place yuu was back in their nrc days.

This can fit any character you like!!

Feel free to ignore and remember to drink waterr

me b/c my anon said drink water:

I OVE THIS ASK THOUGH AJFVjhwsgjhgakgsf,kgw

at first I thought about Jamil but upon further thought I like making problems so Malleus will be the subject of this ask bc why not

I recognize that malleus would not care what anyone said and he would just marry Yuu anyways (I mean bro literally crashed out bc some of his favorite people were going to and maybe leaving) but I like trauma so we're gonna ignore that

also I Wish You Would my Taylor Swift started playing as I wrote this and I- PERFECT TIMING???? I'm sobbing

I hope this is up to your standards, I'm not gonna lie it's been a HOT minute since I wrote an actual oneshot-type thing and not just "no but like imagine this" type post

also also I'm sorry I changed the plot a bit from what specifically you asked for 😭 imma be so real I didn't even realize 'til I was already done writing 😭😭😭

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drew for Crowley's card while writing this. didn't get it. I blame Malleus.

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TW! for angst (hurt no comfort muahahhahaha), mentions of panic, unrequited love, pining?? idk

Reader is Yuu

the post the Anon is referring to is this post

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In a moment of desperation, you had told Malleus how you felt. At the time, it seemed like the right idea. He had essentially been courting you for months, you liked him back, and you wouldn't have a chance to tell him after he left for his internships. When you blurted it out, he'd looked surprised, pleasantly so, and had accepted your admission as a reciprocation of his courtship. Everything was great. Yuu were relieved. Malleus was overjoyed.

Until he went back to Diasomnia.

Upon telling Lilia, he was met with anything but the warm congratulations and countless questions he expected. Instead, Lilia had stared at him, smiling painfully, trying to formulate what he needed to say. And what the old bat brought up threw all of Malleus' joy off of a cliff into a flaming volcano. Because, for all the problems that Malleus had considered, at had somehow never once crossed his mind that the Elders may not allow this courtship.'

You sat in bed at Ramshackle that night, cuddling Grim contentedly, when the thunder started. The sky clouded and the little bit of moonlight lighting your room was eradicated. Instead, green flashes permeated every now and again, the strikes growing closer together and the heavy rain pouring denser as the night went on.

Malleus had gotten no sleep. The whole night, he was just stuck contemplating the true intricacies of your relationship, as Lilia had recommended, and gotten more and more upset. When morning came, he did not greet his dorm mates. As soon as the sun was supposed to come out (and he was sure it had, above his clouds), he deemed it late enough in the morning to make the trip to Ramshackle.

You awoke to heavy knocking, rolling surprised out of bed. Grim grumbled, but you went on anyways, yawning and assuming Ace or Deuce or someone needed you. So when you opened the door to see Malleus, your eyes widened.

"Wha- Malleus?? What are you-" He brushed past you, cutting you off.

"I won't stay for long, ch- Yuu." His tone was curt and you knew something was wrong.

"What is it? Is there a problem? Do you need help?" You asked, choosing to ignore the panic welling in your stomach at his tone and the fact that he had used your name.

"We cannot court."

You blinked.

"What?"

"We cannot court," He repeated, brow furrowing. "I cannot court you. You cannot marry me. You are not suited to be my spouse."

Okay, harsh. You inhaled sharply, both offended and struggling to stamp out your panic.

"Okay, what? I never- why am I not- me??" Your questions jumbled together, and he sighed. Why did he seem so annoyed? Wasn't he happy about your relationship yesterday??

"We are not courting. Please forget your feelings for me. Good day, Prefect."

And just like that, he was gone. You stared at the door separating you from your favorite person. Your relationship hadn't even lasted 24 hours. And according to him, you were the problem.

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Malleus did not attend his classes that day, not that anyone noticed. You struggled through yours, blaming all of your sluggish behavior on fatigue, since no one even knew about your 8-hour relationship. Malleus thought he had explained everything well enough. Truthfully, he had struggled against breaking down the entire time he was forced to tell you that you could not love him.

"Please forget your feelings for me." That sentence had almost shattered him. He'd asked you to forget yours because he knew he could never forget his feelings for you.

And ever since that day, he had not. Even after leaving NRC, he continued to dream the softest and most domestic dreams of the two of you. Dreams of shared laughter, dreams of royal life, families, and all the things he could not have with you. These dreams were beautiful, warm, and gave him the greatest joy he had felt since the day you had accepted his courtship.

And yet, every morning this joy was ripped from him. He always awoke alone, to a day of endless tasks and royal duties he had learned very quickly to loathe.

Today he had a diplomatic excursion to NRC- something he had agreed to mindlessly, Crowley having begged asked him to visit his alma mater so as to promote interest in a new course available for students.

What he hadn't considered, however, was that a certain magicless former prefect (and, technically, his ex) was probably still living on Sage's Island. In fact, he had even remotely considered that possibility until he was face to face with said Prefect- now the school nurse.

You.

His body froze up, gaze locked on you from across the room as Crowley mindlessly chattered greetings to him and his retainers- Sebek and Silver ever present for their liege. Nothing else mattered. All he wanted was to leave everything else, scoop you up, and tell you what a fool he'd been to ever listen to the prejudice Fae who thought a human didn't['t deserve to be his royal consort. He so very desperately wanted to beg your forgiveness, to confess that he'd never stopped loving you, that no matter what anyone thought, he didn't care anymore. He was the king, and he was ready to use that as excuse for anything you needed.

But he hesitated a second. A crucial second, one that would've been his downfall. Why? Because of the glint on your left hand. The metallic shimmer of commitment on your left ring finger. Commitment he couldn't muster for you before, given freely by another. The carefully kept sign of belonging, matched by an expression of joy and peace that he instinctively knew would never be from him. Not again.

The sudden thunderstorm caught everyone by surprise, and only Sebek and Silver realized Malleus was now gone. They held their tongues and exited the room quietly, letting the confusion of the weather change distract everyone. Everyone but you.

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Malleus did not return to Sage's Island again.

[sunflower39]

“Obsessed x Obsessed” will always be my favorite dynamic, especially when it’s only vaguely implied in a movie that has absolutely nothing to do with romance.

[j-a-n-e--d-o-e]

dio and asclepius fighting about his right to mourn their mother because even tho perse raised asclepius she was still treated as someone that could be replaced because that’s how his father treated her. dio hates him with all that he is because of the pain he caused his momma, he remembers the tears that he caused, the hurt, and dio always hated how asclepius turned a blind eye when apollo was hurting her.

Oh, i could write a book about the absolute disaster that is their relationship.

When asked their opinion of one another the two gods will usually grit their teeth and refuse to answer, but if there mother isn't in hearing distance and there's no risk of the knowledge of ever getting back to her they both will insist that they aren't brothers and never will be.

The two hate each other in a visceral way.

It's the kind of hate that burns cities, destroys civilisations and brings naught but ruin.

It's the kind of hate than can only exist where once their was love.

Asclepius had always wanted a baby sibling that would stay. His father is constantly having half bloods ofcourse but none but him have ascended to godhood.

They wither and they die and eventually all of them leave.

So ofcourse he was thrilled when his father informed him that not only has he finally found his mother but that she had given birth to a child, an immortal child.

Dionysus meanwhile had heard all about his big brother from his mama as he grew up and is somewhat nervous but overall hopeful about meeting him.

He was an adult in mortal years but barely more than a babe from a godly perspective and Persedione liked to joke that her eldest would wrap him in protective shrouds once they finally met because he was just too cute.

2 children, one mother and a bright hope for brotherhood and love that will not survive being hit over the head by reality.

At his core Asclepius is someone willing to ignore the cracks creeping up through their foundations so long as he keeps getting to play happy families and at his core Dionysus is someone who refuses to look away from the damage rought by men with too much power and too little empathy.

Their brotherhood was doomed from the start but lasted long enough to dig its roots in and leave a mark.

They know each other better than anyone save their mother, which means they know exactly what to say to make it hurt.

As far as Asclepius is concerned things didn't start to go wrong until Dionysus started being difficult and picking fights with their father for no reason.

As far as Dio is concerned, the cracks were already their upon their first meeting when Asclepius chose speak down to their mother about 'causing all this trouble over nothing.' As if she hadn't been abused, raped and cursed by those who should have protected her.

Asclepius has an easier time admitting that their were good times, largely because he still doesn't understand why Dionysus had to ruin everything when they were all so happy.

Dionysus will take longer to admit it but thats because all those good moment hurt. Asclepius was an amazing big brother to Dionysus for that brief period before the rot became too much and still is an incredible son to his father.

But Asclepius is a terrible son to their mother and Dionysus cannot stand back and watch his mama be treated like this, even if it means losing the bond he and Asclepius were tentatively beginning to build.

Asclepius refuses to acknowledge that any chance of them being a happy family was ruined by apollo long before either of them were born.

He continues to make excuses to justify his fathers behaviour at the cost of their mother.

He refused to recognise the damage because the only one suffering for it was Persedione and his mother was always so strong so what did it matter?

Then he's being told his mother is gone.

That his bright, headstrong mother who always needed Apollo to tell her what to do so she wouldn't embarise herself isn't coming back.

That the woman who raised him with love and kindness, with kisses and laughter and ethereal dancing who was somehow so 'clumsy' that her bruises never had a chance to heal before she was sporting new ones is dead.

That the goddess who always put others first and was too fearful of her husband to dissobey him unless it was for anothers sake took her own life.

His mother is gone and his father is barely alive thanks to what Dionysus did to him.

And he's so angry guilty but he won't admit to it because admitting it means acknowledging that his baby brother was right.

It's too late to change.

His refusal to listen had already cost him his brother and now its cost him his mother.

All he has left is his father and he cant lose that

So instead he digs in his heals and bites back twice as hard when Dionysus lashes out knowing that nothing he says will land even as every word the other spits at him cuts like a knife.

The truth is his mother is dead

And it's all his fault.

[nakakgayami]

The Lover without a heart

Pomni please don't cry you'll get your wife back at ep 9 i swear🫪😭

Anyway, sneak peak, i wanted to make a Karma of showtime but wanna know smth?

I heard that black hearts represent no love

And white ones represent love and hate, someone told me about this.

(the someone was me)

[flowerdustedstars]

Grief

Lin Daiyu can never save the people she loves, even when she makes deals with entities of unknown origins.

₊✦Limbus Company | Lin Daiyu x Gn!Reader | Minor spoilers for canto viii!✦₊

Daiyu thought that she grew used to the despair of losing the people she once knew and loved, yet she found herself grieving all the same as your cold body lied in her arms.

That being she encountered, the one with the butterfly for a head, it promised her the ability to say goodbye to her loved ones and to always find closure in farewells. That she'd be able to grant them peace before they exhaled for the final time if only she was willing to carry the same coffin it did for decades.

She accepted it.

Of course she accepted it.

What else was she supposed to do? Watch you continue taking boluses to prevent your body from rotting further only for those very boluses to rot your mind instead?

Daiyu missed the way you'd laugh whenever she'd fret over nothing. Daiyu missed the way your eyes would light up whenever she'd sneak into your quarters and bring snacks with her. Daiyu missed the way you'd lean and melt into her touch even if you had a fight earlier.

Daiyu missed your smiles.

She missed your smiles so much.

She never wanted you to die nor would she have accepted the chance to and your suffering herself before. The last thing she wanted was for you to leave like her other loved ones had, but what other choice did she have after that day— the very day you stopped smiling?

That day, when the boluses stopped working yet continued to rot your mind all the same?

She denied it for so long, she didn't want to acknowledge it— not you, anyone but you. But after that day, your body was nothing more than a breathing corpse. Daiyu prayed, to whichever god still existed in this accursed city, that the boluses killed your mind long before your body began to fully fall apart.

The thought that you might still be in there — imprisoned inside your own body and forced to feel your body rot hour after hour — broke her heart into pieces. All because of her denial, all because she couldn't bring herself to hurt even a single strand of your hair. Well, what was left of your hair anyway.

She accepted that being's offer in hopes that it would give her courage to do what she couldn't alone. And it did. In exchange for the heavy weight on her back, Daiyu finally found the courage to do what she needed to do.

But even that wasn't enough.

By the time Daiyu returned to your side, it was too late.

You had died. Slowly. Painfully. Excruciatingly.

On the bed where the two shared so many memories, touch, kisses...

You died waiting for her.

You died before Daiyu could give the smallest amount of relief.

You died.

You died. You died. You died.

Daiyu will never hear you laugh again. Daiyu will never see your eyes light up again. Daiyu will never feel your touch again. Daiyu will never see you smile, never.

She didn't understand.

She thought she made peace with the fact that you'd never smile again long ago. And yet…

And yet…

Daiyu found herself lying inside the coffin given to her; her arms wrapped tighty around your waist. when she closed her eyes, she could feel the tiniest bit of warmth radiating from you.

Perhaps this way, she would get the chance to see you smile again.

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[moon-ayyye]

I think so many fics depict that making Bruce choose to allow Jason to kill the joker would fix everything, but that's just not true

Jason and Bruce's issues run way deeper than this. He literally died trying to find another parent, this one act isn't gonna fix the subpar parenting and the ensuing victim blaming.

Bruce not killing the Joker is the biggest issue between them, but it's not the only one. It's in a list with multiple pages, but it's the easiest to latch on to

Also, Bruce is of the school of thought that inaction that results in death is the same as pulling the trigger, so now Bruce and Batman are broken regardless, and Jason's father isn't there, so who is he going back to?

[local-greasy-grimbler]

I really hope after this new episode of TSHD some of y'all weird ass mf's start understanding just how truly freak4freak Yoshiki and Hikaru are.

Like you can't be a denier after this I'm sorry because even Hellen Keller would be able to tell these two are queer for each other.

And if you want to bring up the argument for one-sidedness with "well what about the transfer scene, or the gym scene!" I tell you to re-read the fucking manga or re-watch the anime because those scenes are NAWT what you think those are.

Literally if I had a nickel for every time I saw someone say the classroom scene was a metaphor for SA I would probably have enough to buy myself a car.

The metaphor in the classroom scene is Yoshiki being forced to come to terms with his sexuality/liking Hikaru. Him questioning and second guessing whether or not 'it' feels good is him fighting with his internalized homophobia versus what he's actually feeling.

"But his belt was undone!" I hate to break it to you but coming to terms with your sexuality is also understanding what you are comfortable with in a sexual manner/what arouses you. Yoshiki understanding he likes Hikaru is also him understanding that in a sexual manner, he likes Hikaru too. And it's awkward and embarrassing to realize that, almost shameful considering Yoshiki's internalized homophobia. It's meant to be ironic in a deeply twisted way, because he's ashamed of what he felt, he hates the way Hikaru makes him feel: and yet he can't stop feeling that way. He can't help feeling that way.

It's the idea of awkwardly popping a boner in front of the person you like, and you can't help but feel disgusted because they weren't doing anything arousing. They were just being themselves. And yet something is just so intriguing about them you can't help but find it enchanting.

And I'm not saying Yoshiki is turned on in this specific scene, I'm saying it's the same concept of shame mixed with admiration that he just can't seem to shake.

And in regards to the gym scene? I don't think he didn't want to do it. I think he was hesitant because he's never done it before. All he had to do was psych himself up.

I also think it's important to mention that Yoshiki was a lot more awkward at the idea/realization that Hikaru was shirtless as opposed to sticking his hand inside his friend's chest.

On top of this, Yoshiki while stabbing Hikaru still cares for him. He's not doing it because he actually hates Hikaru: he's doing it because he hates the way Hikaru makes him feel (this is a very common theme). He still cares for Hikaru, monster or not, in his own fucked up way.

Yoshiki is selfish about Hikaru in the same way Hikaru is selfish about Yoshiki. He hates to admit it, but Yoshiki can't function without Hikaru either. He needs Hikaru just as much as Hikaru needs him.

Their relationship as a whole isn't one sided. The fandom likes to talk about how yandere and possessive Hikaru is but Yoshiki is the exact fucking same, we as viewers just see it as Yoshiki being more of the victim of obsessive behavior because of the way the story is told.

Yoshiki isn't really being manipulated by Hikaru to do or not do anything. He's making conscious decisions to do things that protect Hikaru because now that he has Hikaru back regardless of what he is, he's not willing to lose him again.

All in all Yoshiki and Hikaru's relationship is deeply co-dependent from both parties, and in a fucked up way, they're perfect for each other.

Stop watering down or changing their relationship because you have no media literacy or just literacy in general.