#its traumatic

[chickpea0]

They should invent an agere server that DOESN'T have a really toxic, oppressive vbe to it

[kokomoonbae]

Just one of my many ex JW horrible experiences.

Imagine sitting down at a table surrounded by two of your own aunties and a life long family friend scolding you about how you should be living your life, and absolutely scrutinising you about your life choices and how much of a disappointment you are to them and our “so called God” all because you slacked at going to meetings and going on the ministry, then continuing to writing a life schedule for you dictating your every day and how to manage your time in order to put the “truth” first and have a life merely dedicated to an organisation run by human men who think they are Gods chosen ones.

My whole life was taken from me and my choices were no longer mine. All I could feel in that moment was pure and utter embarrassment and disappointment in myself, the blood came rushing to my face and this feeling of complete dread came over me like I was a complete failure and I should never have been born and didn’t deserve the life I had been given because I didn’t appreciate it enough to put this organisations wants before myself. I carried so much guilt for years asking myself “why can’t I just be like the rest of those JW’s and do things like they do? “Why is it so hard for me to just get to a meeting?” “Why does it feel impossible for me to take this religion so seriously?” “What’s wrong with me?”. The majority of my life I carried so much anger towards myself because I just couldn’t do the things I was ‘supposed’ to do, only to realise later in life that I was never the problem, and that I was the innocent one in all of this, and it was at that very moment I turned my back, ran as far away as I could and haven’t looked back since and I never ever will. I am free, I can make my own choices, I can live my own life, I can be happy and free of guilt because the problem was never with me but with them.

[poisonedprose]

The Vampire King 5 ♰˚‧

chapter 5 !

warnings: this is like really heavy if you cant read it or finish it please dont force yourself to, cursing, descriptive character deaths, angst

masterlist - @thefailcollection @riffcrusader

prolouge // chap 1 // chap 2 // chap 3 // chap 4

The group looked at Dustin's moribund body in horror. Blood spewed from his neck onto the grimy floor of the Upside Down. Steve quickly rushed down to Dustin's side. "Henderson?" He whispered as Dustin choked on blood in his throat. Steve quickly sat him up, desperately hoping that would save him. He quickly took off the vest he wore and pressed it against the gaping wounds.

Eddie looked down at the quite gruesome scene, but amusing to him. "You can't save him. If I were you," He spoke plainly, holding back a laugh. "I'd worry about the ones of you that still have a chance of making it out alive." He couldn't help the smirk that spread across his face as he pointed to Vecna.

By now he was almost a foot away. El quickly tried to use her powers against Vecna but he counter-attacked her, causing her to start floating into the air. Nancy grabbed her gun and pointed it at Vecna but vines, seemingly from nowhere, roped her around a tree. "You may have won the battle, Eleven," He lifted her higher as he walked closer. "But, I.. will win the war." A low, grumbly, raspy laugh sent an eerie chill through the air.

Mike decided to take matters into his own hands, running to grab Nancy's gun. Once he gets ahold of it, he uses it to hit Vecna on the back of his head. Not shoot. Hit. Vecna's head slowly turned to look at Mike. Mike swallowed harshly and watched as Vecna returned his focus to Eleven. He turned his hand ever so slightly causing El to begin to choke.

Jonathan rushed over to Mike, snatching the gun from his shaky hands. He aimed the gun at Vecna's head. He placed his finger on the trigger but the gun was thrown out of his hands. He looked up to see Vecna's free hand outstretched toward them. "There is nothing, any of you can do." If he could smile, he would.

Eddie walked past the crowd around Dustin and took his place right beside Vecna. "Run." Eddie hissed and to his surprise, some took his advice. Argyle, Lucas, and Mike began to run towards any exit they could find. "Pussies." Eddie laughed as he watched them get snatched up by vines.

Steve and Robin were kneeled on the ground trying to find any way to keep Dustin alive. "Stay with us, Dustin." Robin looked around, swallowing with fear as no plans came to her mind. Looking around only made her lose more hope. The vines around Nancy's neck were tightening, leaving her gasping for air. Jonathan was doing everything he could to get the vines off only to have vines wrap around him too. Argyle, Lucas, and Mike were lying on the floor as bats feasted on their bodies. Eleven floating mid-air with Will yelling at her to concentrate. "He will win the war," Robin whispered as Dustin took his final breath.

"Henderson, don't do this, man. You're all I have left." Steve whimpered and shook Dustin's body. "He's gone, Steve." Robin confronted him with the truth. "Dustin, wake up." Steve began to shake Dustin's deceased body more vigilantly. "Steve. Steve. Steve!" Robin pulled Steve away with all her strength.

She dragged him away from the process, only something when her back hits something. "Hey, pretty lady," Eddie whispered in her ear from behind her before sinking his teeth into her neck. "No! Stop! Please, Eddie!" Steve pleaded as he watched the life drain from his best's friends eyes.

Steve could barely breathe, he couldn't focus. He didn't even see Robin's body drop to the floor and Eddie walk up to him. "Hi." Eddie grinned like the Cheshire Cat. The corners of his mouth practically reached each ear. He lifted his hand up to Steve's cheek, caressing it gently. "You're next."

El screamed drawing both of their attention. She fell to the floor and Will rushed over to her. "El? Can you hear me!? El!?" Will screamed but it was to no avail. "Move." Vecna demanded but Will stayed where he was protecting El's body. Vecna sighed with an eye roll and used his telekinesis to throw Will out of sight.

Eddie turned Steve's face back to face him. "Eyes on me, you don't want to watch what's gonna happen next." Eddie actually spoke sincerely, or maybe Steve couldn't tell the difference anymore. El screamed followed by squelching noises. Everything was silent.

Eddie looked into Steve's emotionless eyes. Steve could barely keep them open. He didn't know how to keep them open. "Please, just kill me. If I have to die, I want it to be by the hands of someone I love." Steve confessed. He wanted Eddie to kill him. He didn't want to live in a world where all his friends were dead. Eddie gasped. "I'm so sorry." He spoke with a pitchy voice as if he just realized what he had done.

Eddie pulled himself away from Steve and faced Vecna. He lifted his hand out and a sword flew into his palm. "Eddie..." Venca warned. "I am going to make you pay." Eddie charged at Vecna. Using the superspeed perk he gained when he was turned into a vampire, he was able to slash Vecna in his chest. "Pitiful. That's what you are." Vecna raised his arm to defeat him but Eddie raised his sword and slashed it around, hacking Vecna's arm off. "You have nothing on me," Eddie smirked as Vecna stood in shock.

"You are going to regret that." Vecna stepped forward. "I don't think I am." Eddie laughed. He swung his sword around, doing cool tricks he didn't know he knew how to do. Vecna raised his uncut arm. Eddie used his superspeed to run in circles around Vecna. "I'm right here." He appeared next to Vecna on his right. Vecna turned towards him but he was gone. "Now, I'm over here." Eddie appeared on his left. Vecna turned to his left only to be met with nothing. "Turn around," Eddie whispered from behind Vecna. He quickly spun around, thinking he finally got Eddie. "I got you." Eddie smiled wickedly as he sliced Vecna's head off.

As Vecna's lifeless body dropped to the floor, so did the bats, and the vines. Eddie dropped the sword and turned around to Steve who had dropped to the floor by now, tears flowing onto the ground. He rushed over to him, wrapping his arms gently around him. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry." Eddie repeated as Steve cried into his chest. "I'm sorry." He whispered as he looked at the scene that lay out in front of him.

Lifeless bodies were everywhere you looked. "What have I done." Eddie swallowed harshly. "I love you," Steve whispered, clinging onto Eddie tighter. "You shouldn't." Eddie took a deep breath. Steve nodded, agreeing with Eddie, but in some weird way, he still loved Eddie. He didn't care what he had done. He knows he should, but he doesn't. He doesn't even blame himself either. He's fucked up for sure, but he's fucked up with Eddie, so, nothing matters. Not anymore and never again.

[lavishedinjimin]

i’m afraid of no one except those writers who directly uses tumblr to write. HOW AREN’T YALL AFRAID OF IT CRASHING AND POSSIBLY LOSING HOURS OF WORK OML—

[destiel-is-canon-bitches]

Fun fact: the Supernatural finale is SO bad that it gives me nightmares

[justdorkystuff]

I'd like more people to realise that Bakugo is traumatised.

Everyone reduces him to a pretty and violent guy with anger issues but he's had a history of being forcefully restrained and he definitely has trauma stemming from that.

During the sports festival he had a literal panic attack that most people gloss over.

[asoulsfriend]

sometimes you don’t actually know how traumatic something you went through is until you talk about it like it’s just some random anecdote, until you realise the tables gone silent and your friends are all staring at you like, what the f*ck

- @rinchupeco

[asktheremnantsaskblog]

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