#implied death

[7thatlas]

"I always wondered how bright it was..."

[starsoupq]

I was thinking about Ralsei saying Susie is supposed to wear ribbons in the prophecy and figured she would equip Ralsei's scarf like a ribbon if he died lol

close-ups and text-free version :)

[dramaticsk]

Little Butterfly

⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡-- "Can you say Dada?" Katsuki holds up his small child, watching her mouth move and yet no noise comes out of it. he sighs, smiling. "At least babble a bit."

she sticks her tongue out, squirming her way out of his arms and waddling all around the room, shouting nonsense. such a rambler. he decided that it was snack time, due to the fact she was being all crampy.

"Kitsua!" he called out, listening for her little pitter patter. "Does the stinky baby want cheese on her stinky sandwich?" he looked down at her, smiling as she bounced in place and clapped her hands, excited for a sandwich.

he couldn't understand for the life of him why she liked being called stinky, but he knew that it made parental life a bit better. if she was ever fussy, he would just call her his stinky baby.

Katsuki cut up her sandwich carefully, in little squares like she wanted. if it was any other way, she'd whine and fuss and cry all day. she was so picky and precise about everything, a bit like him in a way.

he made sure to keep a close eye on her as he flipped on the TV, watching her eat on the floor and slightly toss her bread around. she's just a kid, it's fine. "Let's not throw our bread halfway across the room." he nudges her with his foot.

"Feed it to Okko." he motions towards the big dog sat next to her, which she pet happily. this was perfect.

this was what he wanted most in life.

"Mm!" he glanced at Kitsua as she hummed loudly, looking over at the kitchen. "What's up stinky?" he leaned over, looking to see what was in the kitchen. he saw nothing.

"Mama !"

Katsuki froze, mouth agape as he stared at her.

you were dead. you weren't in the kitchen.

you died while giving birth to Kitsua, your very last words to him being to make sure he took good care of her. he glanced at your urn, then to the photo and necklace right next to it.

"..Baby, m-.." he couldn't bring himself to speak, but pushed himself forward. "Mommy isn't.. here." his voice cracked as he sat on the floor with her, trying not to completely break down.

Kitsua, frustrated, continued pointing towards the kitchen and jumping up and down. "Mama! Mama!" he looked at the kitchen, still seeing nothing but the decorations you had put up.

he hadn't changed a thing since you died.

this time, he couldn't hold back his tears. his daughter saw how broken he looked, moving closer and hugging him as tightly as her little arms could. for two years, he had been alone, raising her.

lost and unsure about most of the things he did. but now, he felt like you were watching over them, letting him know that he was doing good.

Kitsua didn't understand why her father was upset, so she did her best to make him happy. she brought him her small blanket, her stuffed rabbit, and favorite picture book.

she sat in his lap, letting him cry as she pointed to the picture book, babbling and cooing things that he couldn't understand. but he could tell it was things to try to make him feel better.

"..I love you, stinky.." he sniffled, wiping his face with a weak smile.

and from the corner of his eye, he noticed a slight figure.

one he knew he'd never see again, but one that he needed to let go of.

sighh.. i love angst

its so lovely and delicious

( ˶ˆᗜˆ˵ )--property of dramatikks

[laundryload]

I read a fic where sebastian stalks you for weeks waiting for you come to his shop w/o ur whole squad cuz he's decided you're his mate. and well. i was inspired 😊💕

[for-the-ouchies]

Whumpee is very good. Too good to be true. When whumper tells them to kneel, they kneel. When whumper tells them to beg, they beg. When whumper tells them to hold still or relax, they do that, too. Whumpee is good, and still, and quiet, conserving energy because whumper likes them that way. They are very good for whumper, and they submit so prettily, and they are so fragile-looking…

And all they have to do is obey. And wait. They know when their opportunity will come.

Whumpee is very good, yes. They have decided that they will be good for whumper- they will kill whumper quickly, even though they could do so much worse. They hold still and sit pretty and obedient, and this gives them time to think, time to plan. They know they cannot afford to fail. That’s fine. They won’t.

[sweeneydino]

Dw abt it

[speeshularts]

Many blessings.

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