Goodbye - Blog Posts
I’m happy now
So happy I could cry
Or laugh
Smiling alone at my room
Seeing everything in pink
You know
With those rose tinted glasses.
I’m delighted
Relieved.
Should stay that way.
But there is something
When I close my eyes
You still haunt me.
I really should not think about it
There is someone special who makes me happy
So what do you want from me?
Why can’t you leave me the way you did in April?
That went totally easily
Not for me
For you especially.
I won’t beg you to go away
But keep in mind
What you left is pain.
When I stargaze you pop up in my mind
Again after every damage
I wish I could erase you
I don’t need you
Neither do you
All in all
Just let me be
Don’t come up in my dreams
Leave my memories clean
Push yourself away.
And finally
Let me live.
15 more seconds before midnight
I'm sitting here, staring at my phone
Thinking how to hit your phone up
Should I text you or hit the caller icon?
It's been a year since we last talked
Today, it's like my mind keeps drifting back into the memories you engraved in my heart a year ago
The Good morning texts
The later night conversations
How often we quarrel over what "we" really are
The time you told me
" I love you but I can't keep your heart."
It shattered me.
You were scared just as I was
But I never gave up on us
Sent you sonnets everyday
Sang you lullabies at night
Showed you my scars
For you, I turned myself inside out.
Still, my everything wasn't enough.
You came with the smile of October then left me alone with the gloomy November.
You left.
You left without a goodbye.
I tried to run after you in the dark
I called your name several times
On my knees, I fell to the ground
You're already gone
You're already gone.
15 more seconds before midnight
With tears in my eyes,
I put my phone down
And whispered into the void
" Happy birthday, I'm letting you go now."
-H.Asteid ,10-22
"And if you're going to lose me, I'm going to make it so hauntingly beautiful you'll remember every second of it."
-H.Asteid
Dear stranger,
This was what I was afraid of. Like waves that kiss the shore every now and then, though memorable, they can’t stay. After every touch, they have to retreat back into the ocean. We never quite understand if the shore was too much for the waves or if the waves lost breath upon shore. Momentary conversations and all the seashells you left for me have decorated my night sky and are some of my most treasured memories. Relatable experiences and sincere visits made me want to step back into the waters again after a long time. You made me feel that maybe the waters weren’t as scary as they’ve been described to be, and they weren’t as cold as what they may seem. Though blue and deep, it was heartfelt. Blue, the color of calmness, trust, faith, and wisdom. Your depth made me wonder what secrets you held, every visit only made me more curious than the one before. With the reflection of the sky, endless possibilities and journeys, you had me breathless.
I wish I knew it was the glistening reflection of Sun that blinded me but I wasn’t too sure, so I ventured. You held me firmly, no doubt, but I couldn’t help falling for you. It was your love, none like the ones before that had me stunned, it was your sincerity that made me understand you cared, it was your words that had me floored. But I’m not new to giving into attachments easily, I am a sucker for love. I prepared for the fall that would approach me one day. I braced myself as you took control. I was afraid you’d let go someday, then I’d have to fall back into the chain of unending torment, self-pity and sleepless nights all over again. I’d walked away from all that hurt for the longest time and I can’t believe after everything I’ve been through, I ended up here again. I’ve been holding myself back for the longest time and I didn’t know what it felt like to be loved like that, where I wasn’t wearing a mask and wasn’t lying about myself, where someone loved me for all that I was and saw everything in me for me, as me.
But that’s the thing with our story, while you glimmered all day, darkness and tranquility sets in as the Sun left your side. Every dusk only reminded me of all the times someone let go of my hands after venturing far into the sea. All that love and kindness did put up a fight with the walls I’ve built around my heart, but I’m glad I didn’t back down, this wasn’t a war to win, but to choose between myself and my own downfall. Though you mean no harm, it is me that I fear most. Journey to the downward spiral never did end well, having known my own demons and torments, I wouldn’t risk slipping again. As much as your darkness scares me, it is my demons that I’m more afraid of. They live inside of me, they linger, waiting for the right moment to pounce, to gain control and to never let go. They used to drive me mad, reminding me of all my attempts at happiness, all my failures, all my sins, and mistakes. Perhaps it is their faces that I see in your reflection these days.
I hope you can forgive me one day for not returning, for moving further away, for never again being the same. Those conversations we’ve had by the shoreline will always be my favorite, for my love, those were the days I truly let myself fall without realizing. And there’s always a high in falling, but when you fall, it’s inevitable that you crash. It’s a shame it had to come to an end, the way it always does.
© Raina Rose.
Finally deleted my Twitter, hated the vibes, the ai bs, and hated all the hate. If I go back it's only to flood the ai with pregnant elon art.
Goodbye Fo, I love you so much. You will forever hold a place in my heart, in all of our hearts. I'll never forget you, you were the first person I ever talked to online, and you introduced me to all of the wonderful people I've come to love. The discord fam will never forget you, you will always hold a place here with us, forever. I love you Fo, you truly are family, good luck buddy <3
EHY ARE THERE SO MANY DEAD CHILDREN??
"Sometimes, we try to protect those we love most from our pain."
© Shelovesskiez
A belated farewell
The alley doesn't belong to me anymore, but I belong to it forever; it holds a part of me that will always stay there; if not there, then in my memories, which will not be so clear after a while, but it will be there, and it would feel like home. The familiar smell, excitement to see snowfall, getting drenched in rain without any worries, stargazing, sneaking out just to see a pretty afterglow. I always had a place where I could run back after a tiring day. I'm lucky enough that I got to call it home. I'll surely go back, but I don't want to see the changes. I don't want to feel hostile in my own home. I said goodbye, and all my heart said was to stay, if not forever, then just for a while.
Parting is such a bittersweet feeling, but eventually, we will all part ways from our loved ones, our favorite places, and our feelings. All we will have are nostalgic memories of them. I'm not ready to bid farewell. I guess I would never be, but I have to say goodbye.
Goodbye, my home. You're not calling me back again, but my heart is always waiting to be back. I never knew just a stack of bricks with a few divisions, doors, and windows could be so beautiful. Home is a feeling. Thank you for making me feel like I belong to you. Goodbye until next time. I'll visit you when I'll achieve something great and will roam around like a silly human again.
The sunset is beautiful, isn't it?
© - Shelovesskiez
punk x jerk
I tought... when it’s a serie now, maybe I should give it a name, shouldn’t I? okay so, what name you think will be the best? (yaes, I’m asking ‘cause I’m not really good in naming things)? 😅
bye for today!!!
Sorry for the inactivity here's some filth to make up for it ❤️
Warning: Sexy sex stuff, just a drabble, Nsfw so no minors
Pairing: Sugar Daddy! Diavolo x Sugar Baby! Mammon
Mammon didn't normally stay back after a meeting, he was usually the first one out the door, but ever since his arrangement was the Demon Lord himself...
It's safe to say his attentiveness rivaled even Lucifers. Just for one sole purpose in mind:
“W-Will you really let me use your card tonight if I- Ah~!”
“Of course baby! Has daddy ever lied to you?” Dia purred into the white-haired demon's ear, rubbing his thick leaking cock between Mam’s ass cheeks. Of course he hasn't, but Mammon can sometimes be doubtful. What if Dia no longer wants his services? This is the best money flow he had in a while! Not to mention that Diavolo is just so sweet with him, constantly showering him with gifts, putting him through all kinds of pleasure, and the aftercare? He really was amazing. Too amazing for a scumbag like him... It's only a matter of time before Dia realizes that-
SMACK!
Mammon is brought back to reality with a brutally placed strike on his backside, the prince starting down at him menacingly. Awaiting a response that Mammon must have not noticed.
“Baby doll, you're in your head again,”
“I-I'm sorry daddy! I promise I'll be more...oh...” His sentence is cut short as Dia rubs the lubed head of his length over the smaller demons hole.
“There we go...just focus on the pleasure okay?” with a curt nod from Mammon, the prince slowly begins to enter him. Both closed their eyes, letting out gasps and growls as he slowly fills him up. Once Dia his balls deep, he begins that pace his baby loves so, so much:
Rough, and messy.
Hunching over like a dog in heat, thrusting deep and pulling out slowly, savoring the small whimpers and curses that came from the demon under him. Meanwhile, Mammon could barely form a single thought with how full he was, not a single other thought going through his poor head. Just what Diavolo knew he needed.
It wasn't soon until the two were practically feral as Mammon fucked himself against Dia’s cock, while Dia messily humped into Mammons tight ass, his drool making a mess on the second born’s shoulder as he worked hard to push them both right over the edge.
“Oh daddy plus-please-uhn...”
“Please what my golden boy~?”
“Please fill m’ass with cum! I want it..want ya so bad daddy...”
What a sweet thing, asking so nicely! How could his daddy say no?
He spits into his palm a couple times before he reaches down, pumping Mammons twitching cock fervently.
“If I'm cumming then so are you baby..ah shit...after all you make the most adorable noises when you cum a-and the faces you make are just...nnnmm FUCK! Just thinking about it is gonna make me bust~”
He goes faster and faster, thrusting and pumping until finally, both men cum intensely. Dia wrapping his strong arms around Mammons frame as his hips press flush against his ass, painting his insides white until cum began to leak from around his cock. Mammon has came straight into Diavolo’s hand and was ready to apologize when he realized that he was just to tired to say a thing. Well that and when he did turn to speak he caught the prince himself licking at his fingers with a hunger he'd never seen. It made him flush so hard he had to turn away to hide it. Like Diavolo didn't already know his effect on his baby. However he doesn't acknowledge it, he just smiles as he begins cleaning him up.
“Lets get you cleaned up baby, then we can go out for a nice dinner!”
“Nah..lets just stay in, my ass hurts...”
“You wanna stay in the palace with me...?”
Oh no.
Mammon you scumbag! You don't just invite yourself to THE Demon Prince’s-
“I thought you'd never ask!” Diavolo, overjoyed picks up mammon in his arms, minding the mess as he made his way back to his palace, where he could finally spoil his golden boy properly~
I’m not okay.
PART 5/? of “Falling” (#fallingalicerovai)
Oh Crowley, what have you done?
BEGINNING/PREV/NEXT
“It’s been very rare to have known you, very strange and wonderful.”
— F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Beautiful and Damned (via abdullah-ryf)
December 20, 1966 | George Harrison responds to rumours that The Beatles are breaking up
Ok first of all I love those situation ideas, theyre so interesting.
Like... Can you imagine how jay would feel coming back to the original timeline and knowing that all of his other friends have seen him like that, at his very lowest? It would probably cause him to (intentionally or unconsciously) distance himself from the others as a way of coping and not having to think about it. Sure, it would make the eventual confrontation easier since he wouldn't have to explain what happened, but with the way he views himself - as a burden, as broken, etc - I don't think he'd exactly let the others help him with healing, out of a combination of shame and fear.
And the second idea is also so awesome! Ever since I first read that scene that's been something I wondered about. I doubt the others would take it well, for obvious reasons. And with a combination of that rage, as well as everyone being pretty well healed from previous fights, I'd say nadakhan would be in for a lot of trouble...
Yeah, this fic is absolutely amazing. I don't have many theories, but I do have a lot of thoughts - specifically about @writing-hat 's oc ava because I fucking love her. I really hope we see more of her in later chapters, because she's just so awesome! The way hat integrated her into the story was so totally seamless - if I hadn't watched the show no one would be able to convince me that she wasn't an actual (and incredibly well written) character.
And here's a situation of my own to think about! What if when the other ninja return to the original timeline with jay and nya, they didn't recall anything... At first. As time goes on, memories of things that never happened start popping up in their minds, and they slowly start to unravel the story of what exactly happened, why they can't remember it, and most importantly, why jay and not seem so traumatized by it.
Anyway yeah, those are my thoughts I guess. Anyone feel free to reply with your own thoughts / theories / situations!
Hi I noticed you're also stuck with the bbnb brainrot :3
Just wondering but do you have any theories or scenarios you think might happen? If so 🤲
(I can put a few of my own in a seperate ask if you want?)
Also I love your art! <3<3<3
Bbnb ask! So minors skedaddle 
Yep that fic did something to my brain It’s stuck for about 10 months now. Something about the tragedy and how things can be so much worse than death. The lore and comfort dragged me through the horror. Like If it wasn’t for ch7 I would not have made it. The way It made me care and subtle things that ground it in reality makes it hurt that much more.
I like just like my angst sue me
I Can’t share theories because I beta read and though they’re good at withholding their secrets. I am a perspective reader.
I pointed out something they wrote had a behavior that was off on something I specialize in. But it was intentional and they explained their lore to me.
There is quite a lot under the surface. The misfortunes keep lore they make for example, is quite extensive.
I have at least one theory I won’t share. The way @writing-hat answered me makes me think I’m right.
As far as theorizing how things work I do have an in depth document I asked hat to make explaining Jay’s lighting power. Originally intended for Shark’s Dttiys. It’s been a good reference point for drawing.
Ch 15 spoiler (It was a lighting ability thing that disrupted Cole’s form when Jay walked through him. Part of why it was such a big thing)
Jay’s lighting supposedly helped Mend his bones in scrap n tap. AND with that THERE IS DEFINITELY NO consequences *shutters
I won’t tell you what I think is likely, But I like thinking of different scenarios..
what would bbnb situation might be if the ninja hadn’t lost memory?
Also a situation where he gets ninja back and Jay says what he was actually going to say, instead of “ruthless Djinn”, everyone freaks out long enough to realize they’re walking into a trap Jay isn’t recaptured and things play out almost canon compliant.
I’d love to hear your thoughts/theories!
GONE
Whenever someone asks me why I’m not in a relationship:
My favourite tv show Heartbeat and one of my favourite characters, Claude Greengrass... I’m so sad to hear the actor Bill Maynard gone. RIP
You said that I looked different
And I told you I was free
Because now, after all this time
I’m focusing on me