#Angst warning

[moviememokeeper]

Reca is a perfectionist

…to a concerning degree

Nobody quite figured out why he obsessed so much about every detail of every project,

or why he got so frustrated when a mistake slipped through the cracks,

at the end of the day, people still praise his works like masterpieces

All he can think of however is his fathers voice ringing in his head

Never enough

He’ll never be good enough

Not unless everything is perfect

[doitforstamets]

Raven Hob

[fuckyeahgoodomens]

[perilusjax]

DCXDP

When Fright Knight first saw the prince, he was just a you cling not even knowing what it means to be dead. The second time he followed his king in taking the child's haunt. The third time he destroyed the L̵̮̲̳͇͔͍͗̍͠͝͝Ã̷̧͉̥̭͇͛̀̚͠͠B̵̡̛͎̘͍̖̎͑̃̏͘͜͠

He carried his child to a land covered in darkness Gotham where he met a lovely knight cloaked in darkness.

#Discussions make for a fun time#

[im-not-here-im-dead]

“Why are you being so nice to me?”

[sixears-macaque-yt]

Did you kill him?

YOU UNLOCKED A SECRET CLIP!!

[spiritshaydra]

I know this will probably turn out angsty but was Em on the Nemesis when Deadlock happened?

Like did she see both her parents (presumably) die?

Did she get captured afterward? Did anyone figure out who her parents were?

I know I’m rambling in the askbox but ‘Em has consumed both my brain and heart and also I love your art :)

Ohohohoho

OHOHOHOHO

Deadlock you say?? :)

Yeah <3 she was

Requiem was orphaned that day. And the Autobots DEFINITELY found her.

I’m not sure if she ever encountered them prior to Deadlock, but it’s pretty evident who she’s related to just by looking at her for a few seconds 😭 predominately silver color scheme? A faceplate framed by blade shaped helm bits? The pronged crest and copious amount of purple biolights??

Yeah gee I have no idea who she’s the spawn of /j

Okay but like,, I have an old rough comic of her searching for Soundwave on the Bridge shortly after Megatron’s death (and then breaking down because she’s pretty much just a terrified little kid) in a notebook somewhere :,)

After that she likely hid away onboard the Bridge somewhere, like behind Soundwave’s computer console as she didn’t know what else to do. Maybe if she stayed put they’d come back?

They didn’t come back.

Or at least, to her knowledge.

You know who did? A VERY confused and startled Autobot who is now holding an equally terrified and hissy sparkling who’s trying their damnedest to claw them.

HELL, it could’ve been the kids that found Requiem which oouuhghh

also this was supposed to be a quick sketch

[liamdni]

hihicanyoudoartof4xalsosorryforthismyspacebarisbroken:’)

Um kind of. sry my demons channeled into this one

[tea-the-not-understanding]

Crime and Punishment ( Skullcap Sapphire Butter Cookie and Elder Faerie cookie. )

some side note here : Shadow milk cookie in this au is name Skullcap sapphire butter cookie.

I spend almost a week on this and my god I'm still proud of it nkjanjkdn I pour so much work into it @kaylikestodrawlittlenightmares @m00r3-cha0s @theblackcubeofdarkness GUYSSS I FINISHED IT-

[katherine-fisk]

My aversion to returning to you didn’t stop me from lurking outside your window. Just like that fateful night, I creep under the cover of the darkness below. I’m not sure what I’m searching for, but I do know that a part of me aches to see you again, whether you’re aware of it or not. So, I watch and I wait in silent anticipation for whatever is to come.

- @president-loki-official

For once, Kaya wasn't home. She had been avoiding it, really, after she had punched out her bedroom window. And that was why her car suddenly turned around the corner and into the driveway. She steps out of the car and locks it behind her.

She looked different. Instead of her usual modest choice of clothing, she had chosen a small white top and light-washed shorts. The sunflower cardigan draped over her was see-through. In one hand she held a tote carrying fruit. Her other hand was bandaged up tightly. But most noticeable were the dark circles under her eyes. The red along the whites that indicated either crying or an upage in her cannabis usage. She was hurting. Healing thus far in weeks, but in pain.

@president-loki-official

[fanfiction-blep]

Hi! I hope your day is going wonderfully!

I was just wondering if you’d write a recom Miles Quaritch x reader where instead of Neytiri holding spider at the end of the movie she’s holding his mate?

Your writing is amazing btw ❤️

Hey annon! Hope you are doing great my lovely thank you so much for the request

I've had many similar requests like this, so if anyone else has requested a scenario like this I will be writing this one alone.

An Eye for an Eye.

Warnings: Angst, threats of death, violence.

Quaritch held the young Na'vi tightly in his grasp. The pull on her Queue forcing his chin into the air. He rounded the corner forcing himself into the eye line of Jake sully a subtle smirking tugging at the corners of his lips. He used the force of his weight to push Kiri forward a gasp leaving her mouth when her gaze met her fathers.

"Dad!" She called out, her younger sister Tuk clutching to Jakes leg.

"It's okay, just stay calm" Quaritch pulled on Kiri's sesntive Queue.

"Just kill him dad" she spoke bravely no fear in her eyes, she trusted her father. Jake began to lower his weapon, orbs shining with rage. Quaritch removed his hand momentarily from Kiri's head keeping the knife close against her skin, he threw a pair of restraints at his fellow marine.

"Put them on"

"Don't do it dad!" Kiri cried out desperate to keep the remaining members of her family alive.

"Quiet" Quaritch seethed teeth grinding together, everything was falling into place he didn't need a teenager messing it up at the last minuet. Jake began to strap his left wrist anger radiating off him in waves.

"You son of a bitch" He breathed shaking his head, suddenly his eyes turned to look behind Quaritch. Jake's entire body language changes as he focus's on his mate. Neytiri had (Y/N) with a knife to her throat. Her teeth bared and a low growl rumbling in her throat. Her hand wrapped around (Y/N)'s queue in a similar fashion to how Quaritch was holding her daughter.

"Let her go" Neytiri moved into Quaritch's eye line, his face fell. Eye's locking onto (Y/N) his mate, the love of his life. He knew that his hand would be forced, but all his concerns about capturing Jake vanished when Neytiri's blad dug into (Y/N) skin, spots of blood forming on her blue skin. "You take my mate, I take yours" Neytiri hissed. Quaritch's eyes met his mates. he was trying his best to not run and take her far away from all this. He didn't even want her here in this moment. He shook his head.

"this is between me and you now" He sneered. Nodding in Jake's direction. "get out of here, I will let go of squirt here. You let go of (Y/N)" Neytiri hesitated looking rapidly between Jake and Quaritch. Jake bowed slightly raising his hands, Tuk still clinging to his leg. The pair walked into the water that was creeping its way into the ship.

"Miles" Her words were cut off By Neytiri pushing her blade further against her skin. "Let Kiri go, you don't have to do this" He wouldn't look at her, lip raising in disgust at the situation around him. disappear gripped at (Y/N)'s chest, a weight pressing down on her chest and stomach. Making it hard to focus on anything other than the impending threat of death pressing against her throat. "Neytiri please" The plead was a whisper. "You don't have to do this."

"Just kill him mum!" Kiri called out

"He has my child under a knife, I will stop at nothing until my daughter is safe" Her words were venom sinking into (Y/N)'s system causing her limps to stiffen against the Na'vi behind her. She was frozen, stuck in her fear. Neytiri and Quaritch circled each other, eyes locked. "Release my daughter, and I'll let your mate go" Quaritch shook his head.

"Not a chance in hell, let her go" He pulled Kiri closer, eyes narrowing. He didn't trust Neytiri his body language reflected this, tail flicking rapidly, ears flat against his head and canines bared. In retaliation Neytiri pulled the knife away from (Y/N)s throat and raked the blade across her chest.

"Release, or she dies" Quaritch glanced quickly at the streaks of blood dripping down onto (Y/N)s torso. The grimace of pain that scrunched her features was the final straw, he realised Kiri with a shove and threw his knife to the side, arms aching to hold his mate. Neytiri released (Y/N) gripping Kiri's arms walking backwards into the water. Quaritch didn't even watch them as they slowly swam away. He ran to catch (Y/N) in his arms, holding her to his chest. They fell to their knees breathing heavily.

"It's okay sweetheart, I am here" He pressed a chaste kiss to the side of her head. "you're okay"

[thisisxli]

𝐓𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐬𝐭. - 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮 𝐆.

Rs: Satoru Gojo x gn!reader (amab/afab/no implied gender)

warnings: denial of feelings, unrequited love almost, rejection, grief, weaponizing, major deaths, ANGST, manga spoilers

Tags: right person/wrong place or not enough time, realizes things too late, VERY little fluff if you squint, Satoru is head over heels for reader, Satoru is kind, Reader is shitty with feelings

Summary: You refuse to be swayed by the one whom they call 'the strongest.' That is until you realized you were truly too late.

wc: 0.7k

recommended song:

a/n: if you enjoyed this work, you can read more by visiting my Masterlist. :) made inspired by my poll post!

To say you didn't like Gojo was an understatement. In fact, it wasn't true at all. But you were scared and you knew that. You knew that him being the strongest lures in a lot of curses. And you never knew when you were gonna die either; so every time he asked you out, you declined. Every. Single. Time. Of course, there were times where you... have warmed up to him. At some points. He even made you laugh a little. But you remember that the world you live in wasn't normal. It was cruel.

"(Y/N), I got a mission assigned to me and I might need your help-" "no. I know what you're trying to do and it's not working."

Even if it were the smallest things he'd ask for, you would refuse to do so or even help him in the slightest. To sum it all up, you were awfully rude and blunt towards the white-haired man.

Even if it was him being sealed away, Nanami dying, and Sukuna about destroying the whole city of Shibuya. You completely shut yourself off from Jujutsu society and everyone else, you were simply a coward. A traitor some would say. A scoundrel. You couldn't even bring yourself to talk to Itadori who you knew needed more comfort than you did.

You spent your time wallowing away, a uneasy feeling in your stomach when you catch yourself reminiscing Gojo. You can't help but look for him in the crowd, turning your head when you catch people with similar colognes, and blue eyes. But none were him. And yet, you kept telling yourself you didn't care about him. He didn't know you. Not like that at least. And you didn't know him; you two were simply just strangers. You didn't want a single thing to do with him, you told yourself.

Your knees nearly started to buckle when you hear he had been released, immediately going into battle in the upcoming fight. Of course, you were there to witness it. To catch his lingering gaze on you. To catch his toothy smile. It felt like it had been such a long time since you've seen him, only though it's been almost a month.

"Nonsense!" You shout, slamming your fist on a table with tears threatening to spill over your cheeks. You were absolutely opposed to their newfound plan for if 'Gojo lost' against Sukuna. Like hell you would ever let these fuckers use him up like that! Not like how Geto was used- you couldn't. Not him. Especially not him. You didn't even know why you were protesting, watching his face turn into a look into surprise filled you with embarrassment along with others' deafening silence in the room. Luckily, Yuta had the exact same idea. "As if! Ridiculous! The audacity! To use that man after all we used of him already?!?!" A few head shakes at your words, looking away to avoid your gaze. They understood you but everyone, even you knew it had to be done. "What about Gojo-sensei?! Gojo-sensei isn't important?! Haven't we all kept on pushing him to become a monster of his own??! If he's gone, it has to be someone else..! If no one else will, then I will become one!" Yuta declared.

You were surprised to say at the least. Your protests were heard through and through. But they didn't listen, no, not at all. Even Yuta went through with it. There wasn't much you both could've done but sit there and let things happen.

Not once did Gojo say one word to you after he was unsealed. Before he went into battle, he gave you a prideful smirk and winked at you before giving you a softer look just as he left. Now there was something nagging you. What was it? And then, you knew.

You knew when you saw his dead body laid flat on a metal table covered by thin cushioned paper. Yuta was dying soon too. You knew what had to be done and you knew how you truly felt now and what you needed to do a long time ago. "Satoru!" You sob your heart out as Yuta was being talked through, soon to be operated with Gojo. "I love you, I love you so much! I'm sorry," you cling onto his cold bloody hands before feeling him slip through your fingers, your hands weakly reaching out to his dead body being escorted out the door by Shoko, "don't leave me."

a/n: sorry if I didn't do too well with the ending here. I still hope you enjoyed it :)

[micro-meltdown]

I felt evil today, so I drew some Monteddy angst.

Context is that Monty feels inferior and "less than" ever since he replaced Bonnie.

He doesn't feel like he'll ever be good enough for Freddy, who's so much better than he ever will be.

Freddy sees him as his own person, an equal - Freddy sees the good in Monty; he sees a person worthy of love.

Monty just can't believe that.

(Obviously inspired by "Love like you" from Steven Universe)

[tmntismdoodls]

Leonardo’s scared. April can tell that easy, by the way he’s been pacing since they got here. He’d be training right now she just knows it, but since Splinter gently banned him for the night, April watches as his arms shake with pent up energy and his legs randomly force him faster at various times.

The poor turtles shivering too, eyes big and wounded as he casts his gaze to the room where Donatello is, then away like he’s burned, and he’s only just working himself up more.

April just wants to wrap the poor turtle up in a big old hug.

So she does.

Leonardo gasps, from surprise that turns quick into sniffles, and he hides his face into her stomach, “s-sor-ry-“

April shushes him, “there, there you silly thing…Master Splinter said he’ll be okay…”

“G-guess I can’t help it,” Leonardo shakily jokes, and he goes for a grin. The end result just makes April hug him closer, the right call, if the immediate sob after is anything to go by.

Kids. They’re teenagers, only fifteen. So easy to forget with how often they take on every problem in the world.

anyways, this fic by @ilovebeingaturtle destroyed me.

[unrestrained-balderdash-art-blog]

Really proud of the inks for my WIP, think I'll be posting inks separately if they're good enough to stand on their own

(Edit: finished version here)

[slowcatsisland]

Nami; Pre Straw Hats Headcanons

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Before Arlong -

Wasn’t that afraid of getting caught when she stole books and such from the village because Genzo never hurt her. The only thing he did was tell Bellamere, though that led to some rocky arguments.

Her hands had been stained with the scent of orange. The scent coats her whole body as if the fruit lives in her pores, but it’s especially noticeable on her hands from all the peeling she’s done.

Thought her and Nojiko were blood related until Bellemere revealed they weren’t by accident. It caused a really young Nami to have a meltdown.

Bellemere would always cut Nami’s hair because Nami insisted long hair was too much work. (Nami actually really likes long hair, she kept hers short because Nojiko kept hers short.)

Nojiko and Nami had a special tangerine tree out of all the ones in their field that they would go to and sit when one of them was mad at the other. The unspoken ritual was to wait there until the other came and they would talk it out.

Her love of maps and various islands sorta started with some stories that Bellemere would tell her and Nojiko. She thought the geography was so cool of the different places that Bellemere had been to.

She and Nojiko got a lot of free schooling from the village because everyone knew how tough their household financial situations were. Nami still has one really tattered book that has some of the first sentences that she wrote. (There’s also two letters in there for Nojiko and Bellemere that she wrote but never showed them.)

Wore Nojiko’s shoes when she grew out of them, but they were always a little too big on Nami.

When Bellemere would tell stories of her Marine days, Nami would always think about how cool it would be to become one bc it would help her with her dream of drawing a map of the world.

Sees Genzo as a father figure because she never had one. When her and Bellemere would have bad arguments about her stealing, Nami would always go to him for comfort.

Bellemere once said that Nami’s freckles were like her own personal tangerine forest and she still thinks about that moment periodically.

Talked with Nojiko about exploring the seas when they got older but Nojiko always had this disinterest about travel that Nami didn’t quite understand yet.

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During Arlong -

Was terrified of guns for a long time after watching Bellemere die. Would have nightmares of the encounter currently and developed insomnia and other bad sleeping habits. (To this day does not sleep straight for more than two hours at a time.)

Developed a fear of fish men that she still has currently. Her body will just stiffen on its own accord around fish men, specifically male fish men. Shes gotten better around jimbei but sometimes he startles her and she’ll become anxious.

When she first tried to visit Cocoyashi village and showed them the money she was able to get, a lot of the villagers were more angry at her than anything else. Nojiko was the most active about it though, and Nami would avoid the village because Nojiko would chase her off when she was able to.

Has permanent callouses lining her palms and fingers from drawing maps for so long without rest. The pain was so bad it caused swelling and she has permanent damage in her hands’ ligaments and muscles. She gets reoccurring cramps that paralyze her hand if she doesn’t stretch it and drink enough water.

When she would leave the island on whatever task Arlong assigned her, she would try to pretend she was there of her own will and have fun. It didn’t work that well because she could never block Cocoyashi village out of her mind.

When she first stole from pirates, she got slashed by a knife on her arm. The injury instilled a fear in her and taught her how to steal without getting noticed.

Was starved for long amounts of time and often would hallucinate the taste of tangerines when she was hungry.

She first cut her hair by herself because it got too long and she couldn’t take care of it properly in her living conditions it was so choppy that some of the fishmen made remarks about it. It encouraged her to start stealing from Arlong’s crewmates to add to her personal berri collection.

Cried herself to sleep numerous times mourning the relationship she used to have with Nojiko.

Envisioned telling the villagers of Cocoyashi of their new freedom when she bought the village back but she never knew if they would be happy and forgive her or not.

Started talking to the sea waves she could see from her window in Arlong’s tower and often would ask Bellemere for advice or tell her how much she missed her.

Her love for children grew during her time as Arlong’s slave. At first she was indifferent to them, but began to wish to protect every child she saw as she was being mistreated.

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She means so much to me

Mwah 😽