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Recap 2025

2025 was one hell of a year. And not in the good, fun or whimisical sense. It's so hard to think about good moments, but they were there. They were in the still rooms after one last breath, they were there at night when i watched the fireflies emerge in a village far away from home. The good moments where there with all the people that were near me and i hope with all my heart, that you've got to experience these moments as well. I wish you allt he best.

And thank you, like every year basically, for your support, your reblogs, your likes. #diaryofadissembler is not just my journal, my therapy, my diary, it is more than that because of all of you. I hope 2026 treats you better. And here they are, my five favorites from last year, in no particular order. 352: Tick-Tock.

355: If it's alive, we'll eat it.

369: take me to church.

385: cheap real estate.

375: 10 out of 10, would recommend.

balimaria

I'd die for you (and I'd kill for you, too)

I know after murking roxas he'd be in ansem's form but I wanted to draw blindfold riku. sue me

worldwalking

Convincing Xion to off herself and not regretting a single word he said to her.

ohhicas

5/5 it's lexaeus day

happy aeleus day

pocketss

happy old gnoll

just-vt

(_　_)。゜zｚＺ

overflow8

/Kaiserhymnen /Portrait of a Young Prince

/Genealogy /Political Affair

/Pas de Deux/The Last Dance

/How I Wish I Could Just Be Like You

tinartss

*loud gesturing*

+ the prequel that i realized i never posted here LOL

weird-king-eli

just just just just

here me out

(slight spoilers for nerdy prudes must die)

wiggley this sounds cool

hyprmemes

worship sentence starters edit as you see fit

the sound of your voice is the only lullaby that works on me

but why would i wish for you to change?

you my darling reinvent the divine and gods pale before you

i wish i could stay by your side long after we’ve died

but mine will be a loving kind of haunting, my love, i will hold your hand then too

all you desire to do with yourself, may it bring you the peace you deserve

i wish i could put into words how knowing you has saved my life

and i’d do it a million times over, i promise you that, if it eases your heart

let me take some of that burden upon myself, your shoulders must be aching

i think the air tastes different ever since i met you, clearer, cleaner

i’d like to save the world, i guess, you live in it, after all

what evil could possibly keep me away from you?

i’d rather you stayed, instead, let the world handle its own saving

you mustn’t go that far, not for me, never for me

i wish for your safety and nothing more, there is no life without you

sit a while, won’t you? the sun feels warmer when you’re sitting next to me

i feel all that is sharp softens into a sigh when you speak

it’s a release of the heart, whenever i see you, i feel as though i’m returned to me

the future seems easier to face when we face it together

i don’t blame you, oh no, i see what they did to you, you fought back well

well, and if the world brings you only pain, then, burn it

oh but divinity is nothing, i’d smite angels for your smile

if it makes breathing easier, i can get rid of a few more

oh no, no, no you’ve suffered too much, let me handle this, let me handle them

i feel no anger, i find no reason to, you bring me peace unlike i’ve ever experienced before

though i do feel anger every time i see what they make you go through

i can re-invent the world itself if you’d like, just say the world

ah but a god does not have what you have, a god does not shine as brightly as you do

the divine shuddered i think when they saw you get ever closer so surpassing them

oh, deities of love would crumble before you, why would you hide your soul?

hedgewitches

the beauty loves a beast

iboughtplumblossoms

i want to run my fingers through his pelt matted with mud and with blood

i do not want smooth marble castles i want mortar eaten away by nature i want the smell of wet moss and wood rot i want the leafs and bugs in his fur i want the deer he catches between his teeth the men he breaks beneath his claws i want kingdoms to tremble when they hear my name entwined with his i want my marriage to be a war cry

i do not want to teach him how to be a prince i want him to teach me how to be a monster

phi-justpassngby

based on heartslogos work "the truest form of love" on ao3 (I cried reading that, don't mind me)

neil-gaiman

Hi Mr Gaiman, Does everyone actually have a book in them?

No. Many people just have bones. Or intestines.

sweet7simple

The bones in the arches of my feet are written in Bauhaus,

And Robert Frost scribbled the muscles of my thighs.

The long line of my intestine is a trailing sentence.

I climb the shelves of my ribs and sit on the cushion of my diaphragm.

I read the story written on the lines of veins and arteries,

That flow across the surface of my heart,

There between the covers of my scapulae.

Someday, the story will end.

My heart will stop writing.

Today, my heart bleeds another page.

Tomorrow, another.

Pro-todolf headcanon: Tod locks onto sisi because he sensed the potentiality of a soul in her (rudolf's)

Pro-sisitod headcanon: the only reason Tod locks onto rudolf is because he's a shadow of his mother and taking him is like taking a piece of her. Also extends to baby Sophie, I guess

four conversations rudolf has with tod

Rudolf, age 6, post-Gondrecourt: will I change the world? Tod, on Rudolf's sickbed, smiling: you will Rudolf, age 10, at his first kill: I want to change the world Tod, at the field, overlooking: you will Rudolf, age 25, writing his letters: I can change the world Tod, behind Rudolf, hand at his shoulder: you will Rudolf, age 31, at mayerling, gun in his hand: have I changed the world? Tod, in front of him, hand on Rudolf's cheek: you will

#Crown Prince Rudolf #der tod #my shitty writing