#im devasted

[psychopompsblog]

mourning the potential of joão félix if he stayed at europe league instead of going to saudi...💔💔

[enchantedpersephone]

I just found out yesterday that Bato.to was shut down, and I’m honestly heartbroken. I didn’t know it had happened—or that it was even going to happen—and now all my manhwas, my lists, everything is gone. It was genuinely the best site to read the best manhwas and mangas, all in one place.

People often talk about this kind of loss in fanfiction spaces, and I guess I had a false sense of security when it came to other niches like Bato.to. But losing everything overnight—the site itself and even my lists, without any warning to back things up—hurts way more than I expected.

I’m devastated that we lost such a good manhwa/manga site. I don’t even know where I’m supposed to find my stories anymore. Bato.to always had the most complete library and the most consistent updates compared to any other site. It was safe, too—no obscene ads flashing in your face, no malware trying to steal your data or mess with your device. We could comment, talk between chapters, and it was all free.

All for free!

I honestly don’t know if any site will ever have everything I lost the way Bato.to did. It feels like a modern Library of Alexandria made of manhwas/mangas—something I visited for years and built my lists week by week—just vanished in the blink of an eye. I’m just devastated. It feels like the end of a modern Golden Era.

[ineffablemourning]

❝ i’ve been thinking the thing about a lot of religion is that like— they— they have this promise of an idealistic afterlife. which is great, you know what i mean. uhm, i— i appreciate that it’s a way to give solace to all the individuals who have loved ones who have passed, you know? and, uh, if you are about to pass, uhm. i hope you don’t. i mean, i, uh, no, i mean in general, i mean like the people who know their time is about to come. finality. mortality. ❞

❝ i’ve noticed that there has been more of an upselling on the afterlife, you know? the condition that if you do this, this, and this in the best behavior… might as well. go ahead on to the afterlife. maybe that’s the thing about the carbon cycle. we’re all reincarnated in some ways, based on the materials. you know, the composition of our very being. and that’s a beautiful thing, you know? the spirit may not always be intact, and you know what, that's fine. maybe our spirit is in tact in physical ways. such as carbon. and our brain matter. [...] so, you know, i’ll be a part of the Great carbon cycle. i’ll be back. just in like… i don’t know, like a hamburger or something. ❞

— life1 promotional video, quadeca

[just-in-case-i-start-caring]

One day since DTF St. Louis ended and this is me

FLOYD WHYYY

[onlyplatonicirl]

I JUST GOT MY FIRST UNIRONIC "KYS" IN ANONYMOUS ASK

THIS IS A MOMENTOUS OCCASION I HAVE NOW OFFICIALLY MADE IT BIG

I WOULD LIKE TO THANK MY PARENTS, MY LITTLE BROTHER, MY DOG, AND MY EIGHTY THREE YEAR OLD GRANDMOTHER FOR ALLOWING ME TO GET HERE GOD BLESS AMERICA

[unsubstantial-melodramatic]

Its so interesting yet so devastating how racism affects us in the most tiniest ways no matter how much we will try to erase every bit its still there. Always another stone you have to lift up, another side your yet to see in how its effected society.

[nancyriorson]

✨New GWYNRIEL ONESHOT Out✨💙

Title: Twin Flames

Word Count: 6.8K

Rating: M (Mature)

Genre: Angst, Grief, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Devastation

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Summary:

It's Gwyn's 28th birthday. It would have been Catrin's too.

Azriel finds her on the rooftop, holding herself together by sheer force of will. When he tells her it's okay to break, she finally does.

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I've had this sitting in my drafts for MONTHS. I was too scared to post it because I genuinely don't know if it's good or if it's just me projecting grief onto fictional characters at 2am.

I rewrote Gwyn's breakdown four times because I was terrified of making it feel cringe or manipulative. I wanted it to feel REAL. Raw. The kind of grief that breaks you open.

I don't know if I succeeded. But I needed to try.

So here it is. My love letter to grief. My tribute to Catrin.

Comments/reblogs/screaming in the tags sustain me and convince me this wasn't terrible. ❤️

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

P.S. - If this resonates with you, if it makes you feel something, please tell me. I'm genuinely terrified I got this wrong. But Gwyn and Catrin deserved this story told.

P.P.S. - Go hug someone you love after reading this. Trust me.

[the-solar-system-stars]

me, naively last night: oh byler must be happening in volume two!! they've written themselves into a corner and the only way out is to write shittily and they wouldn't pick that option!!

me now: