#The pain and the angst... It's hard!

[miss0atae]

Random Thoughts about Dream episode 9:

This series is so frustrating! I can't even tell you how much disappointment I had with this episode. I get it they wanted to adapt a book… So make a real adaptation! Take the name of the characters, few plot devices and make something better and new because this is not a good story at all. We are at episode 9 out of 12 and the main characters haven't had a proper conversation about their feelings! The teaser made me think it was a fantasy romance, but it's more like a drama soap opera.

All the misunderstandings and all the problems would have been solved in one episode if these damn characters were really talking… all of them! They need a group therapy with multiple sessions to learn how to do it. This is so frustrating because you can see how this story could be great! The ideas are really interesting and the actors know how to play… unfortunately everything is mixed with stupidity. The characters are stupid! Even the best actors can't save this.

It's crazy to think it's the same studio that produced GAP and The Sign which weren't perfect, but the story and the relationship between the leads were compelling. Here we have the same problems that happens again and again with no solutions. Everyone is begging Kim to tell Wan about her feelings. Same for Wan… but no… they can kiss, they can share intimate moments (we'll talk about that again) but having a proper conversation?! No, it's not possible.

So the first part was about Kim being really angry at her dad and she can't really forgive him because she still hasn't work on the hurt she got when he ran away with Kim's dad. The moms told the fathers they are forgiving them, but they can't forget what happened. It could have been a step for Kim and Wan's characters growth, but I felt like something was missing.

Then Kim and Wan went to the club with their friends. Everyone is telling them to finally be together but no… It never really happens. They are stuck on the same pattern again and again. It's not like they don't have a healthy lesbian relationship around them they can use as an example of what they could have together… but no. They are still holding their feelings for themselves and they always need to be drunk to act upon them.

I'm tired of them needing the help of something to free themselves. I thought since Wan's got therapy she would be more eager to accept her love for Kim and she would try to charm her. However, it's not just Wan who has a problem with her sexual identity, but it's also Kim. She may have admitted she loves Wan, but she struggles to really do anything with this. I don't get her reasoning.

Of course, the thumbnail of the part 3 promised us a torrid moment between Kim and Wan… and we got fooled. Nothing happened! That's one of my problem too. We are always teased, but it's either a dream or the characters don't do anything and it's pretty tame. We had the dream last week and today we got the pretty tame moment. I'm not asking for NC scenes, but don't tease me with them and give me nothing at the end.

Finally, Mawin… I can't with him. He must know that Kim doesn't like him. She can't even hide it properly. So why is he stuck on marrying her?! I really wanted him to be a nice person, but either he is an idiot or he is a manipulative person. Frankly, after this episode I believe it's the latter. Also, why is Wan's mom forcing her daughter to marry someone just because she is afraid of dying?! I get it, she has cancer and she wants her daughter to be happy… but who said being married would bring happiness? I mean look at her own marriage. She wasn't happy in the end.

It feels like both Wan and Kim can't do anything to be together because Wan don't want Kim to go against her mom's wishes and Kim will do anything her mom ask her to do to see her happy. In the end, both women are still prisoners of their parents' wishes who never seems to consider what would be the real happiness of their daughters.

Anyway, I'm sad I didn't like this episode at all. I was really a fan of the series at the beginning, but it's getting harder and harder to enjoy it. I will still watch it until the end because I want happiness for Wan and Kim!

[wu-does-art]

I fcking loved the sally face au where the gang knew each other since kids, please post more of this au (also, ur art is so cool!!)

:]

ask and you shall receive!

[pulgarcito-perro]

Babes please know when I say i love your art I mean i want it to become the only thing my body needs to survive :) its delicious AND nutritious baybe

Uuuuuuuuh could I request some angst where Jimmy suddenly goes missing and Curly has a full breakdown? (I love seeing lovers separated and then one of them goes fucking INSANE, its like liquid coke directly into my astral body)

(@itsallmouthwashing)

Hhhrgh urrgh here comes the angst.

And then Curly was arrested for loudly breaking and entering.

[alarwynnwhispers]

✒️ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱɪʟᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ʜᴇʀ - ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 1: ᴄᴏʟᴅ ʜᴀɴᴅꜱ, ᴡᴀʀᴍ ʟɪᴇꜱ ✒️

ꜰ1 x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ | ʟᴀɴᴅᴏ ɴᴏʀʀɪꜱ ᴀᴜ | ᴀɴɢꜱᴛ + ᴅʀᴀᴍᴀ + ʀᴇᴅᴇᴍᴘᴛɪᴏɴ ⚠️ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ:

ɢʀᴀᴘʜɪᴄ ꜱᴇxᴜᴀʟ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ (ᴇxᴘʟɪᴄɪᴛ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇꜱ, ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴀᴜᴅɪᴇɴᴄᴇ)

ɪɴꜰɪᴅᴇʟɪᴛʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ ʙᴇᴛʀᴀʏᴀʟ

ᴅᴇᴘɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ᴏꜰ ɢᴜɪʟᴛ, ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ ɴᴜᴍʙɴᴇꜱꜱ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴀʟ ᴄᴏɴꜰʟɪᴄᴛ

ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴅᴇᴄᴇᴘᴛɪᴏɴ ɪɴ ᴀ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴛɪᴄ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱʜɪᴘ

ꜱᴜʙᴛʟᴇ ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ ᴍᴀɴɪᴘᴜʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴ

ᴇxᴘʟɪᴄɪᴛ ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ

The sheets were tangled, damp with sweat. Her hands gripped the edge of the headboard, knuckles pale from tension. The sound of skin against skin echoed faintly in the dimly lit hotel room, sharp, rhythmic, feral. Breaths came ragged, desperate, filling the space with heat and nothing else.

Lando's hand curved tightly around her hip, his fingertips sinking into flesh like it would help him find meaning in the friction. But there was none. Only sensation. No tenderness in the way their bodies moved, just a hunger trying to devour itself.

She moaned shamelessly, dragging her nails across his back. “Fuck, Lando—don’t stop.”

He didn’t reply. His jaw clenched, teeth grinding as he kept thrusting into her, a brutal rhythm that held no intimacy. It was raw. Mechanical. Needed. Not because he wanted her, but because she was here.

Her lips found his throat, desperate for a kiss he never gave. She whispered his name again, like it was a spell, like saying it would make this more than what it was.

He hated that. Hated the way his name tasted in her mouth. Hated how he still needed this every now and then, like a wound he couldn’t stop picking at.

He was close. His breath hitched, body straining. And then, he stopped.

Just like that.

He pulled out, sharp and abrupt, a grunt of frustration falling from his lips as he sat back on his heels, chest heaving. Her moans of protest was immediate.

“What the hell?” she gasped, blinking up at him. Her legs dropped onto the mattress with a dull thud. “You didn’t finish—”

“I know.”

Her brows knit together. “You were almost there. Why the fuck would you pull out?”

He didn’t answer her. Instead, he stood up, grabbing his jeans from the floor without even glancing her way. His body, still flushed and glistening, looked tense, like he hated himself for what had just happened.

“You’re seriously going to walk out now?” she hissed. “We’re not done.”

“We are,” he said coldly, slipping his shirt over his head. “You got what you wanted.”

“I wanted you to finish,” she growled. “Not just leave like some—”

He turned then, finally meeting her eyes. “This was never about you. Don’t make it more than it is.”

The sharpness of his tone stunned her for a beat, but she recovered quickly. “You’re such an asshole,” she spat, the sheets still draped around her body.

“Yeah,” Lando muttered, snatching his phone off the nightstand. “I know.”

And with that, he walked out, shutting the hotel door behind him with a dull click.

The streets of Monaco were quiet at this hour. Streetlights cast long shadows across the pavement as Lando drove through the curves he knew by muscle memory. The city glowed in its nighttime hush, beautiful and indifferent.

He didn’t listen to music. Didn’t open the windows. The silence was heavy, pressing down on him like guilt he hadn’t decided to claim yet.

She would be asleep by now.

His hands tightened around the wheel.

She always waited up if he was late. Even when she said she wouldn’t. She was that kind of wife, loyal in the quiet, invisible ways. A soft presence he’d taken for granted more times than he could count.

And still, she had no idea.

By the time he pulled into the underground garage of their shared apartment, Lando’s heartbeat had steadied. The high had faded, replaced by the dull sting of familiarity. The weight of choices. The taste of someone else’s lipstick still lingering at the edge of his mouth.

He didn’t stop to look at himself in the mirror when he entered the elevator. Didn’t need to. He knew what he looked like, guilt stitched into his jaw, shame coiled in his shoulders.

The door to their apartment creaked softly when he pushed it open.

Dim lighting spilled from the hallway lamp, just enough to see her curled up on the couch, blanket half-draped over her body, a book resting forgotten on her chest.

She had fallen asleep waiting for him again.

Lando’s throat tightened. For a moment, he just stood there, watching her. Her hair was tousled, one hand still curled near her face. She looked peaceful. Honest.

God, she had no clue what he’d just done.

He quietly kicked off his shoes, padded across the wood floor with practiced silence. She stirred at the sound of his jacket brushing the coat rack.

“Lando?” her voice was soft, thick with sleep. She blinked up at him, eyes adjusting to the low light. “You're home.”

“Yeah,” he said quietly. “Sorry I got in late.”

She sat up, rubbing her eyes. “It’s okay. I figured you had meetings or, media stuff.”

He hated how easily the lie fit into her narrative. How quickly she rationalized his absence.

He nodded, walking closer. “Yeah. Just a long day.”

(Y/n) smiled, small and genuine, and held out her arms. “Come here.”

He hesitated for a heartbeat, just a blink of hesitation, before sitting beside her and letting her wrap herself around him. She buried her face in his neck, her warmth seeping into his cold skin.

“I missed you,” she whispered, fingers gently grazing his arm.

Lando swallowed. “I missed you too.”

A lie.

But he said it softly, because she deserved softness.

“I kept your dinner warm,” she mumbled into his shoulder. “It’s in the oven. Want me to get it for you?”

“No. Just stay here.”

She hummed contentedly, pressing a kiss to his jaw. “Okay.”

Silence settled between them. The kind of silence that only existed in long-term relationships, the peaceful kind, the steady kind. But for Lando, it wasn’t peace. It was pressure. Every beat of her heart against his chest felt like a question he couldn’t answer.

She looked up at him, eyes warm. “Do you wanna shower first? Or maybe I’ll run a bath for you.”

He shook his head. “No. I’m good.”

“You sure? You look tired.”

He smiled faintly. “I’m just glad to be home.”

That wasn’t entirely a lie.

Because with her, everything slowed down. Everything softened. There was no rush of lust. No sharp edges. Just the quiet hum of routine, of trust. Of things he wasn’t sure he deserved anymore.

“I was reading that book you got me,” she said, gesturing to the novel now resting on the couch. “You remembered I liked the author.”

“I always remember,” he said, brushing her hair behind her ear.

Another lie.

She beamed like it meant the world. “You’re so sweet sometimes.”

Lando looked away. “Only sometimes?”

She laughed, resting her head against his shoulder again. “You know what I mean.”

He didn’t respond. He just closed his eyes, letting her warmth press into him like a balm for sins he didn’t plan to confess.

Not yet.

Maybe not ever.

He’d meant to feel nothing after the hotel. Meant to scratch an itch, blow off steam. But the moment he walked through that door and saw her, guilt had lodged itself so deep it was hard to breathe.

(Y/n) loved him. That was painfully obvious.

She believed in him. Trusted him.

And he, well, he had just come from another woman’s bed.

Yet here he was. In their home. In her arms.

And she still smiled at him like he was worth loving.

He pulled her closer, resting his chin on top of her head. “I’ll do better,” he whispered so softly it wasn’t meant for her to hear.

She stirred faintly. “Hmm?”

“Nothing,” he said quickly. “Just... talking to myself.”

She yawned, snuggling in again. “Let’s go to bed. I don’t wanna sleep without you tonight.”

He nodded, allowing her to guide him toward the bedroom, hand in his, gentle and trusting.

Her love was quiet.

But his guilt was louder.

And still, he said nothing.

Not tonight. To be continued...🧡

✒️ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱɪʟᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ʜᴇʀ - ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 2: ᴀ Qᴜɪᴇᴛ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ ✒️

📝 Note from the Author: Hey! Hey! Hey! Alarwynnitesss! It’s my 13th day on Tumblr, and what better way to mark it than with the first chapter of a new story, Where the Silence Took Her. This one is different. It doesn’t begin with softness, but with weight. It’s a descent into guilt, intimacy without tenderness, and the kind of silence that swallows truth whole.

If you’ve ever loved someone who didn’t know how to love you back… if you’ve ever stayed when you shouldn’t have, or waited for someone to come home knowing they’re already far gone, this story is for you.

Thank you, truly, for being here. Whether you like, reblog, comment, or simply read in the quiet, I see you. And I’m endlessly grateful.

With love, me 🧡

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

MDZS x ISAT part 1: In Stars and Necromancy.

(Part 2)

[hypotenussy]

Tenna is a washed up old celebrity game show host from the 80's who is desperately trying to stay energetic and entertaining and appear young and hot while he is very much not young anymore and is in fact deeply depressed. What I'm saying is the man absolutely does cocaine. Or like.... carpet dust I guess since darkworld. Whatever. He's not doing well

[elvhendis]

Honestly it's no wonder that I latched onto Lucanis' and Illario's fucked up sibling dynamic. Just thinking back on how much I loved Thor and Loki ("I never wanted the throne I just wanted to be your equal") or Gamora and Nebula ("You were the one who wanted to win and I just wanted a sister"). I eat that shit up every time. God. The more fucked up the better

[shipspainfulships]

1st year:-

James looks at Regulus and with a blinding smile places his hand forward for a handshake, "hello Reggie! I'm James"

Regulus only looks at James with thinly veiled disgust and says "don't call me that" and walks away.

2nd year:-

James, sweaty and tired from the quidditch practice sees Regulus enter the field and yells, "hey Reggie!"

Regulus glares and says "don't call me that" and walks away.

3rd year:-

On his way to class he bumps into Regulus. He pushes his glasses up and his eyes light up to see it's Regulus, "Reggie-"

Regulus harshly moves past James bumping his shoulder into his and walking away he says "don't call me that"

4th year:-

James finds Regulus behind an aclove reading and plops down. "Hey Reggie"

Regulus looks up and then back down at his book "go away potter"

James smiles and doesn't move.

5th year:-

Walking away in a hurry from Potions class James bumps into Regulus

"hey watch where you- Potter what's wrong"

James silently walks away with his head hung and palms sweaty.

6th year (September):-

"hey" Regulus says with a smile when James finds him yet again at the astronomy tower and sits down with him.

"Reggie" James says warmly and rests his head on top of his head, inhaling Reggie's sweet smell.

6th year (January):-

"hey Reggie" James says with a bright smile that vanishes as soon as he sees Regulus' trembling figure approach.

His reggie looks at him with dead eyes and promptly breaks down in front of him.

James holds him as Regulus' body racks with sobs.

Regulus looks up and shows his left hand. There it was. The dark foul magic that made his Reggie look like a ghost, a shell of himself.

"Reggie-" James starts with pleading eyes,

"no, please, don't call me that" Regulus says softly and then walks away.

James breaks down crying.

Sometime during 1979:-

Lily comes up to James and hugs him tightly.

James tenses up. "Wh- what's wrong Lily"

"Regulus"

One word. One name. And all of James world comes crashing down.

nonononononononononononononononono

His light, his star, his Reggie, gone

James doesn't speak for an entire month.

[anoiximera]

Not much of a rambler/rant-er, but the moment you put your soul into one panel on a small indulgent comic you're making and then you realize you have 60+ more panels. And they won't be this detailed. Hopefully.

Cries.

Anyways have more panels because affirmation is motivation/hj. Hopefully I'll get this done soon...ish. wishing the best and hope you guys smile lots today.

[gummidon]

Do you think they ever got food poisoning?

[aria0fgold]

With a glass body

You bear the weight of the world

Praying for safety

[milk459]

TR!LUKEY BE MAD BE SELFISH BE CRASHOUT PLS DONT BE A HERO I KNOW ITS THE “RIGHT” THING TO DO BUT I DONT CARE YOU DESERVE BETTER YOU DESERVE SO MUCH BETTER THIS IS NOT FAIR LIFE HAS NEVER BEEN FAIR TO YOU. YOULL NEVER GET WHAT YOU DESERVE SO ATLEAST BE ANGRY BE SAD YOU SHOULD BE ALLOWED TO FEEL THAT AFTER EVERYTHING. AND THE FACT THAT PANGI DIDNT EVEN TELL YOU, YOU HAD TO ASK YOURSELF YOU HAD TO FIGURE IT OUT YOURSELF AND YOU MADE IT EASY FOR HIM YOU MADE IT SO EASY AND SOFT AND NICE BUT WHAT ABOUT YOUUU?!? YOU DESERVE MORE THAN SCRAPS OF JOY, YOUVE NEVER HAD MORE THAN THAT SO YOU DONT EVEN KNOW IT AND THATS SO TWISTED 😭. STAND UP SACRIFICAL LAMB PLEASE 😭😭😫 WHERES YOUR ANGER WHERES YOUR RAGE?!?!? YOUR EMOTIONS ARE THE ONLY THING THATS YOUR OWN. IF YOU DIE THEY WILL SEND YOU BACK TO THE NULL YOU COULDNT STOP PANGI EVEN IF YOU WANTED TO EVEN IF YOU TRIED I KNOW YOU WENT THROUGH ALL THE OPTIONS IN YOUR HEAD A BILLION TIMES LIKE YOU ALWAYS DO AND YOU REALIZED YOUR FATE YOU REALIZE YOU WERE DOOMED LIKE YOU ALWAYS ARE LIKE YOU ALWAYS HAVE BEEN. YOU ALAWYAS HAVE TO TAKE THE FALL. ALWAYS. YOU HAVE TO BE THE TEST SUBJECT, YOU HAVE TO FIND THE CURE, YOU HAVE TO GET YOUR FRIENDS HOME EVEN THOUGH YOUVE NEVER HAD ONE AND YOU WERE SO CLOSE BUT YOURE LOOSING YOURES AND -

FRICK MY LIFE

COWBOYS AU LUKEY WILL HEAL ME 🥲

DID YOU KNOW COWBOYS LUKEY HANGS OUT AT NEWTS FLOWER SHOP

DID YOU KNOW COWBOYS LUKEY INVESTIGATES ALIENS

DID YOU KNOW COWBOYS LUKEY TAKES THE UFO TO PICK UP PANGI FROM LIFE STEAL FOR A LITTLE BREAK THEN THEY COME BACK TO COWBOYS SMP AND THEY HAVE A LOVELY TIME

DID YOU KNOW THEY DANCED ON THE TABLES IN GRACIES SALOON TOGETHER

GUYS DID YOU KNOW COWBOYS LUKEY HAS A HORSE AND HIS NAME IS OAKLEY AND ITS WHITE AND HE LOVES IT

DID YOU KNOW-

[monkeycharles]

— paramore // from the only exception to hard times.

sometimes love is not enough

love is not enough

love is not enough

not enough

[hezenkossapologist]

I miss you, Lace Harding. I wish we had more time together.

I can still feel you here. Maybe it’s a Dwarf thing, maybe it’s the Titans, or maybe it’s just… love.

[star-struck09]

How long will it take for me to say your name and not feel hurt by it?

[iputbigsnake]

Imagine being carla connor and you just got in bed with the woman you've had an absolute massive crush on for ages now and then you're IMMEDIATELY turned down and it's like an actual sucker punch to the gut and then you're just thawcked over the head girl cannot just catch a break ??