#gut wrenching angst

[babycakebo]

Could you do a fix where satoru cheated while he was out on a mission because he needed to satisfy himself. And it turns out it wasn’t just anybody it was Suguru. And when he comes back Satoru is very guilty because he loved reader like he was dead ass going to marry them. But on the next mission gets what he does. He cheats again. Because yes he would genuinely do anything for reader. Suguru is his first love and he never fully got over him. But anyways reader finds out when she was on his phone for some reason and saw Suguru texting Satoru. And a huge fight ensues and reader ends up leaving and it breaks Satoru because even though he was cheating he loves reader just as much as he loves Suguru. And I would really love if most of this was in a Satoru POV but if you want anything changed I just need the gut wrenching cheating angst that’s it. So change anything with how you please.

Also have a great rest of your evening morning or night. And thank you for reading my request ❤️❤️❤️

this will literally be the most gut wrenching angst that I will ever write (probably) so YES OFC I WILL WRITE THIS 🥹

Will probably be out in a couple days or so and I will tag you!!🩵

[larz-barz]

Angst fic idea where the person milo cares about gets fatally wounded and Milo's trying desperately to heal them but they're already dead and she's just left there crying (hurt/no comfort)

You can do whoever you want for the other person, it doesn't even have to be a romantic pairing

*sobbing*

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Already gone

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Warning(s)/info: Character death, no comfort angst, Shiina is @nothingtoseehere1-2-3’s oc and Milo’s cousin

Tagging: @nothingtoseehere1-2-3

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Milo stared in shock and disbelief.

This can’t be real.. there’s no way..

She quickly runs to her cousin who’s laying on the ground, completely limp.

“I-itoko-san… p-please wake up!!” She cried out as she tried desperately to heal Shiina.

Shiina is healing… but, it’s too late…

She’s already gone…

“N-no!! I-itoko-san!!” She cried out louder as she tried everything, and I mean everything, to wake up her dear cousin.

Milo gently hugs Shiina’s limp body and buries her face in her shoulder. “Sh-Shiina… p-please…” She cried helplessly.

No one was around to help the poor yokai, she’s alone once again…

Just like she was before Shiina joined her family…

~the end~

I had to try so hard to not start bawling my eyes out while writing this😭😭😭

[ghost-bud]

Mizu5 Fanart :3

tried to represent the gender dysphoria that mizuki most likely experiences

[persimminwrites]

some solavellan kisses for warm-up sketches todayyyyyy

[sidethatyoudontknow]

In the middle of all this 457 chaos there's me that lowkey ships junho and the salesman/ the recruiter/ddakji guy or whatever you're calling him

I mean have you look at them, imagine the banter we could've got

Like there's junho, a detective who's been trying to find his brother only to be led up to a brutal kids game competition in some sketchy island and also finds out the person who controls the said game is his very own brother that he's been searching for a long time that is also a previous winner in the game

And then there's the salesman (some people call him ddakji or dak ho) who's been trained to kill, to see people that played the games is lower than him like a trash since he was a teenager probably, who doesn't even know the purpose of life anymore, a literal mess, a maniac. That's also probably the one that recruit junho's brother into playing the games(a theory not sure if that would makes sense)

Just imagine that, I could write a few headcanons if anyone interested

And yes yes I know they didn't even interacted once for SHIT(and the only time they ever see one another was when one of them already died and the one died never also see him or does he?)

[keferon]

YES THE SNOW AU IS BACK 💜

Some pure fluff to heal our souls after all that empurata stuff

[deviouz]

Im in a fluffy mood so uh: jason and reader are kissing but reader has long hair thats getting in their way so reader rears backs to get that bullshit out of the way but is struggling without a hairtie. At first jason's trying not to laugh but eventually grabs a hairtie and helps reader tie the hair back and more fluff ensues.

Yeah i almost tried for spice but all i got was domestic fluff so have this instead lol

ohhh this is just too sweet ):

i’d like to imagine that it becomes something of a comforting ritual for both jason and his partner. him coming home from patrol, covered in blood and body still on edge from exerting himself too much. you’re worried sick because it’s the fifth night in a row where he’s come stumbling back at the crack of dawn and doing his damned best to hide the subtle wince with every step he takes, heavy boots weighing him down like cinderblocks wading through water.

after you’ve given him the signature ‘really?’ look, you’re helping him to the shower and tossing some pajamas and a towel in the dryer for when he gets out because you know what gotham’s everlasting rain can do to a person.

and once you’re in bed, head nestled against his chest and ear laid over where his heart is, you finally allow yourself to relax.

“so… how was your day?”

“jay, i don’t really think that’s the most appropriate conversation starter.”

he heaved a sigh, guilty as ever, and trails gentle fingertips along your spine. his touch was simple yet impactful, and it worked wonders on the anxiety plaguing your weary mind.

“i know, sweetheart, really. i just… i dunno. city’s not safe enough yet. i can’t stop until it is.”

his touch trails up a bit higher, working past your shoulders and up the nape of your neck until they finally begin to work along your scalp with a perfected graze.

“and you didn’t have to wait up. y’know i don’t like you staying up so late — you have to sleep sometime.”

you peer up at him with a bittersweet smile. “i’m always gonna wait up for you.”

jason presses a loving kiss to your forehead, eyes gleaming with nothing but pure adoration. “you’re everything i’ve ever dreamed of and more. i hope you know that.”

there was no way in hell you were going to tear up this late at night. though, you supposed, it could be considered morning, given that it’s nearly four in the morning.

you opted to deflect.

“shut up.”

“whatever you say, angel.”

his fingers began to work through your hair, carefully easing the knots out and allowing you to cling to him a little tighter. maybe you’d ask him to brush it once the two of you had gotten enough sleep. maybe you’d perch yourself upon the barstool at the kitchen island, book in hand as you read the next chapter of his newest read while he lost himself in your voice and the comforting mundanity that came along with a more domestic life. maybe then you’d be able to push aside the fact that your boyfriend was wanted dead by far more people than you’d like to imagine. maybe then you wouldn’t have to worry if one night you waited up just for him to never show up again.

“i love you, jay.”

“i love you too.”

i fear i may have went too angsty (i definitely did) so here are a few headcanons?? oops?? :D

i’d like to imagine that jason starts keeping a hair tie around his wrist just in case you ever need one. oh, is it hot out and you’ve forgotten to bring a clip to put your hair up with? don’t worry, jason’s already spinning you around and expertly tying your hair up like the good boyfriend he is.

oh, and he’s definitely gone down a rabbit hole on how best to care for your hair, no matter the length or hair type. he’ll be damned if can’t take care of you in every way imaginable.

playing and caring for your hair can be a bit of a grounding thing for the both of you. post-showers means he gets to tug you between his legs on the couch and get to work while you tell him about your day, gossip about whatever’s on your mind, or listen to him talk about his favorite books and why you should read them if you haven’t already.

jason also likes how easily he can get you to relax just by running the blunt of his nails along your scalp. you practically melt against him, and he has to mentally prevent himself from cooing out at you for the millionth time.

i lowkey hate this :D anon i am so sorry :D pls forgive me

[sneakysnekoden]

last breath

[poppy-s-rampage]

Once a Hero.

-Prologue-

Danny Phantom fought with the knowledge that at any given time he could be stricken dead. With the knowledge that his own parents, the people who brought him into this world, could be the ones to take him out permanently. The Job was already half done after all.

But no matter what, no matter his adversaries, Danny held strong. Despite the constant threat of the GIW and his parents, despites his rogues’ shenanigans and Vlad’s scheming, despite the citizen’s ungratefulness, he held his ground. Always staying true to his beliefs.

Yes, he made mistakes ,terrible ones. Yes, he has done things he would forever be ashamed of. But he never let others take responsibility for his actions. The very proof being his existence as Phantom.

There is no denying it, Danny Phantom/Fenton is a hero.

An existence to whom every victory comes hand to hand with tragedy.

An existence favored by fate.

And fate is known to be a cruel mistress.

~~~

He should have known something was up. It was too good to be true. He should have trusted his instinct. But he ignored it, choosing hope instead of the very thing that kept him alive all these years. All it took was one mistake for everything to domino into a nuclear warhead that quite literally took his everything.

And now, there he is on all four in the middle of a crater of what once was Amity Park and its surroundings. His ears ringing only able to hear the sounds of his own screams.

The once menace, once protector of a city too soon departed wailed in agony. Clutching at his wounds with a strength that reopened his sloppily made stitches. His devastated wails, only interrupted by his sobbed breath and hiccups. His throat was ripped to shreds, tainted ectoplasm pooling into his mouth and lungs while some got projected out with each wail.

Rivers of tears cascaded down his face burning his already bloodshot eyes. His unstable form glitching from ghost to human to something in between.

His once healthy balanced core was now struggling to remain whole. Cracks appearing all over, life and death fighting to preserve their precious Halfa’s existence. Danny felt his body and core beginning to give out. His consciousness finally fading. His body slowly being engulfed into the cold familiar embrace of death.

He fell on his back. His wails dying to choked wet sobs and coughs. Through his tears, Danny could only vaguely see the smoke covered nightsky. Ash falling slowly around him like snowflakes.

He could feel the cold creeping up his limbs then gripping his chest. His already dying heart being embraced by a type of cold even his core couldn’t dream to reproduce. Phantom finally fell silent, his unseeing eyes staring at the starless sky above.

Danny in his last few coherent thoughts felt the pain of his core shattering and reforming itself. It felt like his entire being was set on fire before being melded back together. He felt familiar arms cradling him close to their unbeating heart. The familiar ticking of a clock luring him into a dreamless rest.

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Masterpost!

Chapter 1!

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Author notes:

My brain vomiting this at 3 am. I am sorry for any catastrophic grammar and english, that would be my brain short circuiting from lack of sleep. I intend to hopefully continue this story wherever it may go. You’re welcome to suggest anything or add yourself something to it.

[sacredvesta-inactive]

posting these is a disease which i have 😭

[mamidots]

The under development of Sam's grief for the twins is such a missed opportunity folks it's haunting my every waking moment

[larz-barz]

HIII CAN I GET A MUISATO?? (Maybe an AU of their young selfs?) And can you make a bad ending but really romantic one, like ex: “muichiro dies while holding kurisato’s necklace” or like “kurisato died thinking muichiro’s safe even though he wasn’t” or something that can actually tear me up since I feel like crying today🤭 btw kurisato’s young self has long brown hair with yellow strips of hair, and golden yellow eyes🙇 (make muichiro 10, kurisato is 11) and yes, can’t forget personality- kurisato is mostly calm, muichiro is mostly happy and cheerful, both of them don’t yell much, or never yelled, so just make them both lose temper-(I’m sorry if this is to much to ask for😭) and yes you can add your oc’s to this story👍

THANK YOU MILO🙏‼️

okkk!! i gotchuuu!!<333

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The necklace

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Kurisato had been staying with the Tokito twins for the past few days.

This night seemed to have an ominous aura to it.

It started with Muichiro and Yuichiro arguing over whether or not they could be demon slayers.

Kurisato’s eyes fluttered open.

A mysterious figure stood at the door.

“Mui.. Yui..” She muttered, her heart rate speeding up.

The 2 boys woke up at the sound of her panicked voice.

They shot up at the sight of the mysterious figure.

“Kuri stay back..” Yuichiro spat out as he and Muichiro watched the figure, both keeping their guard up.

She frowned, she’s the older one, she should be protecting them.

“No. I’m older, the 2 of you need to stay back.” She said, coldly, getting in front of the 10 year old twins.

Muichiro frowns, getting angry at her persistence.

Kurisato always did this no matter what.

She always thought that since she’s the oldest of the 3 that she has to be the one to protect them.

“Kuri, let us protect you for once! Or better yet, let’s protect each other!!” He yelled angrily, making Kurisato spin around angrily.

“It’s my job to protect the 2 of you! I’m the oldest so it’s my responsibility!” She yelled back.

The figure took this as a chance to attack the 11 year old girl.

She screamed in pain. Blood spurted out of her back and dripped to the floor. “Kuri!!” Muichiro shrieked, dropping to the floor to check on her.

Before the demon could strike her once again, Yuichiro jumped in front of his brother and Kurisato.

Muichiro could see the girl’s breathing slow and tears entered his eyes.

He looked up at the sound of Yuichiro’s scream of pain.

He was too shocked to say anything as his brother’s left arm flew back into the wall, separate from the boy’s body.

He laid Kurisato down by Yuichiro and he fought against the monster, showing no mercy.

He lured it outside and managed to distract it until the sun started to rise, killing it quickly.

He slowly stumbled back to his and Yuichiro’s house, seeing his and Kurisato’s bodies where he’d left them.

He fell to the ground to check and see if they were still alive or not.

Yuichiro was but barely.

Kurisato however, wasn’t alive anymore.

“She told me to tell you she wants you to have her necklace, and she loves you..” Yuichiro muttered weakly.

Muichiro hugged Yuichiro tiredly, tears filling his mint green eyes.

He could no longer feel Yuichiro’s breath against his cheek.

Muichiro pulled away, eyes wide, and he screamed when he realized he had lost his brother and his long time crush to the same vicious monster.

As requested by Kurisato, Muichiro carefully unclasped the necklace that hung around her neck and put it on himself.

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Approximately 4 years after that fateful day, the day that changed Muichiro Tokito for life, he found himself facing off against his ancestor, Kokushibo.

He fought for his and everyone else’s lives till the very end.

Kokushibo landed the finishing blow on the mist hashira.

Muichiro died slowly and painfully.

His final words that he uttered as his life force ebbed from his grasp were, “I love you too, Kurisato Tsuko..”

He died grasping necklace of the girl he loved.

~the end~

A/n: I hope this pleases you!<33

[decaffeinatedpartymuggoop]

I love how PJO was written to be a silly little children’s book and then the fandom decided to be sad all the damn time

[strandedaylily]

I PRSENT TO YOU . LITTLE GUY

I made this silly little guy in like two hours flat but I love him already. Everyone meet Blitz

[beware-of-you-98]

i know, i know, jj is so fucking strong and she perseveres despite everything she’s gone through, i know, but fucking hell my heart is breaking over and over for her

the far away look in her eyes

the constant fidgeting to keep herself present

the way she only has the bare minimum amount of skin showing, even to where she’s covering her hands

my heart hurts for her so much and she’s forcing herself to deal with all of this alone

[inuiiwonderland]

Riddle angst anyone?

👀👀