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âWaiting for youâŠâ
I just realized iâve been lurking here again but havenât posted any art here in 1838483 years so here is a tiny painting I made last year for a very good friend of mine in the SJ discord đ Qijiu angst owns my soul
(Cross posted long ago on twitter donât @ me)
#the very first enamel pin i made was a qijiu one too djfjdjfj#i love angsting them your honor#svsss#qijiu#shen jiu#shen qingqiu#yue qingyuan#svsss fanart#mxtx fanart#mxtx#honestly i need to stop making sideblogs and start conducting all my business here bc i genuinely forgot i had an art blog fjgkfkgkkgkfg
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A little dorlene couch cuddle for @uhhlifeig
#dorlene#no angst today only fluff#I love them your honor#dorcas meadowes#marlene mckinnon#my art#sketches#marauders fanart#requests
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hypocrite
#gravity falls#fiddauthor#ford^2#gravity falls stanford#gravity falls fiddleford#stanford pines#fiddleford hadron mcgucket#fiddleford mcgucket#ford x fiddleford#fordsquared#they are old and in love your honor#oooughh i love them so much#let them be happy and at peace#pls no more angst
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The fact that this is a tag makes me. so happy, actually
#because yeah he does#platonic love guys#they're brothers your honor#damian wayne#tim drake#they have so much angst and fluff potential#they argue a lot but they would (and probably have. honestly) kill for each other#damian: *insulting tim*#someone else: *insults tim*#damian: *attacks them with a knife*#tim: so u do care#damian: shut up drake#remember that one panel where damian looked really sad and i dont remember why but tim hugged him and it was adorable
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nadja and laszlo arguing. very sexi of them
#idk whether these quotes are correct#i just saw the scene and knew i had to draw them#my friend who's a nandermo shipper is going through 25 stages of angst every week#and i keep chilling like#laszlo and nadja#the only couple#laszlo and sean#laszlo and whoever on this show#i love them your honor#wwdits#laszlo cravensworth#nadja#nadja of antipaxos#wwdits laszlo#fan art#art#my art#artwork#shadows fx#mario-art#wwdits-art
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Do you guys think that Sonic has scars?
Not like Tailsâ, definitely not like those. Tailsâ scars are from ripping fur, burning flesh, badly healed broken bones, deep cuts, and stuff he doesnât even remember, from before he even met Sonic and started fighting Eggman. So many scars. Heâs covered in them, his fur hides them, so heâs lucky that his tails are the fluffiest part of him, thatâs where he has the most scars, hes not exactly ashamed of his scars, they show what heâs survived, they show that he came through all that. But still, most of them are a painful reminder that he had to survive, not live, survive.
Now Sonic⊠Sonic has very few scars, almost none of them from fights or Eggman encounters, his dumb bots couldnât ever dream of hurting him, he was way too fast for that, way too strong. So theyâre not from those fights, no, theyâre from something completely different.
All the baby fox fangs marks in his hands, all the deep scratches from tiny little claws in his chest and the back of his arms, all the little cuts close to his face, all of them.
Sonic is proud of those scars.
Heâs proud of those scars, because each and every of those scars are a reminder that he baby fox that caused them survived, because every time Sonic bled because of that kid, it was worth it.
Because he tried to bathe him when he was more blood and mud than fur. Because he forced him to take medicine when he was sick. Because he hugged him every time he had a nightmare and wouldnât wake up even if it meant he would instinctively try to hurt him in the process. Because he held him and didnât let go even when he felt tiny claws digging and ripping in his skin.
Those scars meant his little brother still wanted to survive. Those scars meant Sonic did everything to make sure he would live.
Heâs proud of those scars.
#sonic the hedgehog#miles tails prower#sonic and tails#unbreakable bond#they are cosmic truth#theyâre brothers your honor#those arenât war scars those are honor scars#Sonic showing off the tiny claw marks with the same pride as if it was a huge beast what cause them#maybe even more#Tails does feel bad because they are a reminder that he hurt Sonic even if he wasnât doing it on purpose#but Sonic doesnât mind and even shows them of because theyâre a reminder of how much he loves him#kinda mushy but itâs the true#wholesome sonic and tails wednesday#please tell me this counts as wholesome Iâm the angst trenches and I canât get out
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no thoughts just sirius âwhat is loveâ black and remus âiâll show youâ lupin
#theyâre in love your honor#i love them so much#making up for the angst i posted yesterday lol#marauders#dead gay wizards#sirius black#remus lupin#wolfstar#wolfstar fluff#fluff#sirius x remus#remus x sirius#marauders era#the marauders#hp marauders
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ANGST AHEAD, WARNING WARNING YOU WILL FIND ANGST
Okay, just a thought, not a full blown fic but if anyone wants to make I a fic feel free and tag me plz I'd love to see it.
Wade has bad days right? where the cancer kicks in a bit too much and fucks up his re-gen so he heals a lot slower, he usually doesn't take jobs on these days and has his head in a toilet throwing up stomach acid because he has nothing left to throw up.
It's one of those days, he had been throwing up and being a mess and logan has been with him every step of the way, loving him through it all (god wade loves his husband-yes they're married now deal with it).
He finally gets to sleep with logan cuddling him close and his face in logan's chest, Logan (poor boy) has another nightmare, they've lessened since he and wade started dating which prompted wade to be more cuddly and lord when he put a ring on that mans finger, wade has NEVER left his side and he adored every second of it (It's nice having someone be as obsessed as you as you are, so he doesn't have to hide it).
Sometimes tho...the nightmares come back to bite him in the ass, wade is always there and calming him down, god knows they've gone through enough shirts and sheets to prove it and wade bounces back every time, but logan is scared that one day he won't....
Logan has his nightmare, he is back where he always is and- wait no....this is his and wade's apartment....this is their living room, he hears a scream- It's coming from the bedroom- he runs in and finds wade...dead....his wade.....his wade is dead, and the faceless fucker above him is just standing there, his eyes dart and sees- oh god....mary puppins....
He goes savage, rips the man apart and kills everything in his wade and- why does everyone look like wade? he's killing wade...stop....Stop....Stop.....STOP!-
He wakes up.
Panting, painted in sweat, a hand on his shoulder, claws in flesh, predator eyes darting around the room...wade.
His wade...
at the end of his claws, he retracts them, sobs, he's sorry he's so sorry...why isn't wade moving?....why isn't he awake yet? why isn't he saying anything!
WADE!
WADE!
WADE!
He's yelling at his husband's lifeless body, SPEAK, SAY SOMETHING! ANYTHING! WADE!
He doesn't move.
He's killed him.
He always kills
He's a monster
He's-wait....wade is moving....WADE IS BREATHING! WADE
He yells, holding his husband close as his healing kicks in again.
He holds him close as his body wracks with sobs, he's sorry, he's so sorry, he didn't mean too, he's sorry.
Wade hushes him, brings him back down to the bed, holds him close, Logan's head is in wade's chest...logan feels safe again.
He places a hand on logan's wrist, feels the dulled down heartbeat (wade is basically dead man) but a heartbeat none the less, it's that beautiful rhythm that lulls him back to bed.
As long as wade is okay...everything is okay.
#poolverine#angst#i am so (not) normal about them#theyre in love your honor#deadpool and wolverine#deadpool 3#wade wilson#nightmares#soft logan#trauma#actually traumatized
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i left the room destroyed
to rage my love
#myart#nieyao#meng yao#nie mingjue#nieyaoweek2024#this is rushed but i love them your honor how could i not draw it#the prompt is 'first/last times'#and this one's the last#because i crave angst#hope you can read through this#with the pose and sunlight creeping in#cql fanart#wen yao deserved better
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Zosan headcanon (set either after Whole Cake Island or during one of the pre-timeskip arcs)
One night Sanji has a bad dream (about his childhood, his trauma, his fears...) and suddenly wakes up gasping and heavy breathing.
He doesn't want to wake up his crewmates, so he just gets up from the floor where he usually sleeps and leaves the room. But Zoro is on lookout that night and sees Sanji running into the kitchen (his comfort place). He knows that something isn't right by how panicked his breathing sounded and how confused he looked around, so he decides to check on him.
He finds Sanji in the darkness, sitting on the floor, with his back leaning on the counter, covering his head with his arms and sobbing like he never heard him do. (In his own mind, it that moment Sanji is still a child, left alone crying in the darkness by his father).
Sanji sees Zoro on the doorsteps, lit by the moonlight. Because of his pride and his rivalry with the swordsman, he doesn't want Zoro to see him while he is so vulnerable and tells him to go away, but of course Zoro is way too stubborn to do what he tells him to and wants to know why he's crying.
Sanji thinks that he wants to make fun of him, so he just stays silent, suffocating his sobs, waiting for an insult or a joke. But instead Zoro sits next to him and tells him that he envies him, because he's able to let all his emotions out and to cry freely without feeling judged (by his own self) or "less masculine".
Sanji is obviously surprised by that glimpse of Zoro's sincerity, but doesn't want to tell him why he's crying. He doesn't want to burden him with his story. In that moment, he just knows that Zoro's company is comforting. Their shoulders slightly brushing while sitting next to each other in the darkness, Zoro's slow breathing, the warmth of his body... Everything about that makes Sanji cry even more. He isn't alone anymore. He doesn't have to bear all his sufferings by himself in a loop of poisonous thoughts.
Without even realising it, he finds himself leaning his head on Zoro's shoulder, feeling the tears running down his cheeks and soaking Zoro's shirt. He quickly starts sobbing again, covering his face with his hand. Zoro wraps his arm around him and pulls him closer, letting Sanji bury his head on his chest.
Zoro patiently waits, while Sanji cries until he's too tired to even let out a single hiccup and they both fall asleep holding each other.
#in another version zoro was laying on the floor next to him but he couldn't sleep cause he drank too much lol#i love them so much your honor#zoro feels the weight of toxic masculinity and heavy emotional standards for men#i love angst-fluff#i want to write a fanfiction about this so bad#zosan#zoro#sanji#roronoa zoro#sanji vinsmoke#vinsmoke sanji#zoro x sanji#one piece#one piece headcanons#zosan headcanons#one piece spoilers#i'm not an english speaker so be patient with my grammar lol#raga io
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iâm pretty sure crimson rivers just permanently altered my brain chemistry đ
#crimson rivers#jegulus#wolfstar#angst#marauders#dorlene#marlily#angst with a happy ending#pain and suffering#iâm fine#itâs fine#everythingâs fine#starchaser#dead gay wizards#james potter#regulus black#sirius black#remus lupin#i love them your honor
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Hello dear, long time no see! đ
I see the sentence starters are open... may I request "When was the last time you slept?" with SatoSugu and lee!Suguru?
If this doesn't spark your interest, feel free to decline of course. I hope you're doing well and having a lovely November! đ„°đ„°
Yours, Crystal â€ïž
{Puffs are now CLOSED!}
Oooo, I love! :D Crystal, you always come in clutch for some good satosugu prompts! :D I've gotcha covered, friend!
Suguru held his head in his hands, taking long, measured breaths. InâŠand out..
âHey.â Satoruâs voice made him startle all over. âWhenâs the last time you slept?â
â...Canât recall.â No point lying. Not when he felt those crystal eyes on him. He dared a peek at Satoruâs concerned brow as the other sat beside him. âYou donât have to stay up with me.â
âI canât sleep either.â Satoru tossed an arm around him, pulling him closer. âNot without you.â
Well damn. Suguru bit his lip as he looked at his hands, trying not to cry. Ugh, how he hated nights like this. Everything made him emotional. Even the smallest of gestures from his obnoxious boyfriend.
The hand on his shoulders dropped to his back, rubbing soothing circles against him while he struggled to compose himself. âI wonât make you talk about it, but you know you have me, right? Iâm good at listening when Iâm not talking.â
Suguru snorted, his mood lightening some. Satoru grinned, clearly pleased. âMaybe if you take your mind off whateverâs going on, you can sleep?â
âMaybe-hehey!â That damn hand, it went right for his hip! âSatoruhuhuhu, dohohonât you dahahre!â
âOh I dare.â
âWhehehll wahahke eheheveryone!â
âWhoâs everyone? Itâs just the two of us.â
âYoohohu know whahaht I meahhaan! Aheahhaha!â His laughter overcame him, making Suguru fall into his chest completely. Burying his face to mute the sound of his giggles, he weakly batted at Satoruâs hands as they carried on their mission to make him forget. âOohohokay, ohohokay, enohohogh!â
âAre you sure?â Satoru did as asked, gently grabbing Suguruâs hand. âAre you gonna try to go to bed now?â
âEhehehe..hehehe..yeahhah..yeah. I am.â Nodding, he watched Satoru get up, tugging him along. âThis is dumb but..thanks, Satoru.â
âOf course itâs dumb. Thatâs how I do things.â The white haired man turned back with a grin, eyes warm. âIf it means youâre happy, Iâll forever be your tiny jester.â
âDork.â Suguru rolled his eyes, squeezing his hand back. âI love you.â
âI love you too.â
#Puffs#sentence starters#tickle#tickle dabble#satoru gojo#geto suguru#satosugu#hurt/comfort#kinda???#is this angst?#mostly comfort and them being boyfriends#I love them your honor
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"....I was giving Luthor's cellphone a virus."
Also I totally lost order of these screenshots as I just take them from my clipboard and copy the link, but I just forgot to post a bunch of pics so my clipboards now a mess. Sorry but also I'm just reccing fics so not that much
"So true, bestie,"
I love when the batkids use slang and confuse tf out of each other.
"Maybe? I don't actually remember what we did with Santa's body."
He wants to reward the first part because finally the kid realizes cops are bad, but he just called Jason a cop.
Freebird guitar solo: can't believe I'm gonna turn 18
Stop calling me sonic I'm clearly tails: and it only took 34 years
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(Bart:) đ đ€ ăă+he |Forth â©all ]]
I'm like a divorce lawyer with how I'm always breaking things in half.
- The Author
"Richard."
Oh no.
"What did I do?"
You Dun Fucked' Up, That's What You Did!!
"Is that how it works?"
"I tried it once and met Jesus. I remember."
"You don't believe in Jesus," Damian says.
"That's what made it so memorable."
Lmao Tim Wtf ( TâT)
#dc#dcu#ao3 fanfic#ao3#fanfic#funny#i need more fics like this#angst#like i know i put a lot of funny screenshots#but like#unreliable narrators#and i love#unreliable narrator Tim#just the casual mentions of obvious abuse and neglect#that h Does Not Acknowledge#because thats normal for him#just- ugh.#tim and damian#tim angst#unhinged tim drake#and damian#they both do fucked up and feral shit#they're brothers your honor#and i love them#bad dad bruce wayne#robin damian#robin tim drake#well his training#child abuse
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The king and his jester
Characters belong to @totallyottie99
Grrrrrgrrrrrrrr I need them to have more content GRENDJDJDJJSJXJD TOTTIE PLEASE
GIVE US THE REFORMED VILLAIN AND HIS SILLY JESTER BF CONTENT AND MY LIFE IS YOURRRRRSSSSSSS
YOU CANNOT INTRODUCE ME TO THIS TROPE AND LEAVE ME WITH LITTLE TO NO CONTENTTR
Shaking the bars of my enclosure TOTTIE I SWEAR TO YOU ONE DAY I WILL COMMISSION YOU TO DRAW THESE TWO BEING CUTE AND LOVEY TOGETHER!!!
#artists on tumblr#my art#fanart#silly tilly murder mystery#digital art#Charon#Tilly#Silly Tilly#king and his jester#king x jester#jester#god i love them#give me the gay domestic fluff and my life is YOURSS#I need them to be happy#fuck canon angst#they are making out in the back closet like a pair of dumb college students#im going to kms#im going insane#shaking the bars of my enclosure#gay#queer#wholesome queer time#wholesome#fluff#make out#kisses make everything better#your honor they are in love#ship art#digital aritst#tumblr art
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Fanon vs canon tim and Damian
Damian: what am I doing,,, why do I wanna hurt you so bad,,,
Tim: âŠ.
Damian: Iâm supposed to be your friend,,, I just want to be your friend.
Tim: Damian I- Iâm sorry.
Vs
Damian: why are you so ugly
Tim: why are you so annoying
Damian: go to hell
Tim: Alfred made pancakes
Damian: okay letâs go
#yea I did use a spinel quote TF ARE YOU GONNA DO#theyâre brothers your honor#just a lil bit of brotherly rivalry#tim Drake#Damian Wayne#but god does the Tim angst tast amazing#itâs better than drugs#angst is just so guilt filled that feels me with serotonin#thatâs evil prolly#idk#but I love them#but I love the angst more
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Hiii, I love your writing! It's so great that you're back! Could you write something like two actors are playing hero/villain in a movie or theater, but both of them sometimes just gets too in character/or just gets too stuck in character, so for like moments they actually forget that they are just acting?
âYou didnât think Iâd let you die by anyone elseâs hand but mine, did you?â The villain cocked their head to the side, grinning.
Distantly, the hero registered the whispering of stage commands, but tuned it out.
âYou canât just kill anyone who threatens me,â they argued back. They watched as the villainâs grin sharpened.
âWatch me,â the villain whispered, stepping closer. Fake blood was drying on the side of the heroâs head, and it itched more than usual. Must be a new brand from costuming.
âI could arrest you,â they offered, but they let the hesitation show on their face. Visible enough for the camera to catch their unwillingness, no matter how fake it was. Good enough nobody could tell the difference between real and not.
âYou wonât.â
The hero tipped one head to the side
âAnd whyâs that?â
The hero shifted, leaning in towards the villain.
âBecause youâre mine,â the villain whispered, tone playful as their eyes seared into the heroâs.
The heroâs mouth went dry. It wasnât on purpose.
Something kindled in their chest.
âOh yeah?â
The villain shrugged one shoulder in perfect time to the script, and the hero pulled the next line to the tip of their tongueâ
âProve it.â
That was not the next line.
That wasnât a line at all.
The villain blinked just once, the only sign of surprise they would allow, before their grin widened. Their shoulders loosened into something feral, something that delighted in this change.
Something that belonged off-stage.
âIâm covered in the blood of the people who hurt you,â the villainâs voice was smooth sliding down the heroâs spine. They shivered. âWhat more proof do you want, love.â
They blushed furiously at the nickname, even underneath the stage makeup, and at the pleased look on the villainâs face, it was visible.
What was the line what was the line whatâ
Their hands fisted into the front of the villainâs costume, dragging them closer. The villain let them, hand settling on the heroâs waist in a movement far too smooth.
âI donât know,â the hero murmured, and they were just as surprised as the villain when their lips hovered just over the otherâs ear. âWhy donât you stop trying to kill me, for starters.â
The villain tugged them closer, and the heroâs eyes went to their lips.
The villain looked at the hero like they wanted to devour them.
Fuck, what had been the lineâ
âOh, but youâre so pretty covered in blood, Hero,â the villain crooned, and the hero opened their mouth to say something, their tongue a separate entity from their brain at this pointâ
âHold!â Someone off-stage called, and they both froze. A second later, they were halfway across the stage from one another. Slipping out of being the hero and back into being themself felt like hitting a brick wall.
If the way the villain shuddered was any indication, they had forgotten they were playing a character too.
The hero turned away to face the tech crew, hand settling over their face to hide their blush.
The villainâs gaze was molten and heavy on their shoulders, even from as far away as they were.
âI donât think thatâs in the blocking,â the stage manager frowned, flipping through the script.
None of that was the blocking. No matter how much the stage manager searched those pages they would never find those lines.
Fuck.
âImprov,â the hero choked out, flushing. âIt was, uh. A creative choiceââ
From behind one of the curtains, they heard a crew member snort, muttering something about teenage actors and horninessâ
The villain was smirking, a wicked thing.
âRight,â the stage manager said slowly, brow furrowed from where they sat. They murmured something into their headset, eyes shifting up between the villain and the hero, before they slid a screen in front of themself.
Just barely, the hero could make out the shape of the scene they had just filmed.
The screen went black, the room silent for a moment, before the stage manager let out a long suffering sigh.
âWeâre changing the blocking.â
âWhat?â The hero yelped.
The villain settled their hands into their pockets, unbothered and grinning.
âWeâre keeping the scene,â the stage manager nodded towards their tablet, and the hero almost passed out on the spot. They watched the stage manager eye the pleased and possessive look on the villainâs face. âFor now, though, letâs call it a wrap for the day.â
Shuffling began, lights flickering off, and the hero escaped to their own dressing room, panting slightly.
Dear god, they were so fucked. They had forgotten they were acting, againâ
âImprov, hm?â The villain grinned, lock sliding into place. The hero hadnât even heard them come in.
The hero groaned. âI donât know what happenedââ
âYeah,â the villain nodded, and they were closer than they had been a moment ago.
The hero swallowed.
âIâm sorry.â
The villain raised an eyebrow. âFor what?â
The hero waved one hand between them. âFor, you knowââ
The villain was still smiling.
It was then they remembered who had fought so hard in the writersâ room for the villain and the hero to end up together.
âEnemies to lovers,â the villain had said, eyes dark. âThe fans will love it. Thereâs been sub plot for the last two seasons.â
The directors had pushed back, but nowâ
Oh. The villain wasnât mad.
They were pleased.
The hero choked.
âYou,â the hero tried.
âMe,â the villain agreed, and then they were kissing, all-consuming and desperate.
They made a noise in the back of their throat, the villain twining their hand into the heroâs hair.
âYou forgot you were acting,â the villain murmured against their lips, and kissed them again before the hero could defend themself. âThat Iâm not really your villain and you arenât my hero.â
The villain settled the hero onto the counter, coming to stand between their legs, one hand on their hip.
âFuck,â they gasped, and they could feel the villainâs grin against their skin.
âMhm.â
Somehow, the heroâs arms had ended up looped over the villainâs shoulders.
âMaybe stop killing people, and Iâll consider it,â they said between breaths.
âWhat?â The villain pulled back slightly.
âThe line I forgot,â the hero said. They could drown in the villainâs eyes, they were sure of it. âMaybe stop killing peopleââ
âDonât care,â the villain bit out, and then their mouth was on the heroâs again and nothing else mattered.
Maybe they werenât truly hero and villainâbut god were they good at pretending.
Three months later, the internet couldnât decide what was betterâthat finally, after years, the hero and villain had ended up together on screen; or that off stage, their actors were desperately, hopelessly in love too.
#writing#writing community#creative writing#snippet#heroes and villains#angst#fic writing#ficlet#writing prompt#writblr#love#hero x villain#hero/villain#fluff#this is purely indulgence#I donât know how it got to this but I like it#I love them your honor#theatre#young writer#actors#thank you for the ask đ©”#literally grinding this up and snorting it right now#I have the worst headache and yet I prevail
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