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ch 4 of mhm will be out by the end of this week 🤗
#im writing the last scene and then i just gotta edit#i think this is the fastest ive ever written a chapter#man this chapter hurts me#i guess i like pain 🫠#mhm#motherhood and matrimony
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well, I can't say I expected the new chapter to feature Idia (metaphorically) going to (metaphorical) hell, getting a pep talk from his (metaphorical) Phantom brother which helps him finally move on once and for all from his brother's death, and (metaphorically) overblotting again to fight his way back out of (metaphorical) hell, only to have his darkest fear (non-metaphorically) come true when his mom goes through his computer and finds all his secret files. but I am glad it did!
also this is all a flashback for the purpose of explaining to our group what the heck is going on (whether or not any of it is getting through is another matter)
#art#twisted wonderland#twisted wonderland spoilers#twisted wonderland episode 7 spoilers#twisted wonderland episode 7 chapter 7 spoilers#twisted wonderland book 7 spoilers#twisted wonderland book 7 chapter 7 spoilers#it's okay she said she didn't look in the password-protected folders#your secret recipes are safe#what's up guys it's IDIA TIME#red idia. redia. is this anything#(my thoughts are all over the place so this is not going to be comprehensible sorry in advance)#woooooo and his character arc is resolved!!!!#including my new favorite shroudbros interaction#idia: ortho i need to apologize for how much i must have hurt you --#ortho: whatever niisan i went to SPACE#they're so stupid. i love them so much.#not to mention idia starting to realize something is up when he pulls 3 ssrs no problem#(stares at 3 currently-running ssr pickups) twst is mocking me personally#aw man though! i forget if he had that line before about crimson muscle coming to his entrance ceremony or if that's new#either way i think that's sweet!#there's been a bit of a running subplot that idia actually really does want to be friends irl#but is too shy/anxious and convinced crimson would hate him immediately if they ever met#so idk. it was kind of a throwaway line but it still got me! when are he and lilia gonna meet for reals :(#(this will definitely involve makeovers) (this is not how idia expected their friendship to go but he has no choice now)
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The Hatake Clan of the year 1798, 2 years before Konoha's founding
7 / 21 accounted for (I'll make the others, or possibly beg someone to share their own with me, as I go along)
Close ups:
+ Bonus designs as I think about political machinations :
"when I looked it up, the wiki says that Iron country actually has little to no shinobi, and instead use samurai?
So, like, incooperating that, thinking that they ultimately ditch it for fire bc in 1789, the new daimyo (who is only 15 and being puppeted by his mother, the previous Daimyo's concubine, who also comes from a big samurai family) basically tells all the existing shinobi clans in iron (of which there are very few and generally keep to themselves out in the wilds) that they need to either leave, stop being shinobi alltogether, or come sit at the foot of the throne like good boys and sign some fun funky new contracts with the new daimyo heavily restricting their every move
like 2 years later Konoha is founded and the Hatake, who were looking for a way to get out of their situation, took the opportunity and ran"
Anyways I haven't slept in almost 24 hours, like holy shit, but I need everyone to look at his face tho:
He can do no wrong
#wolves of the woods#I have more art but that at least Ill wait to post till I actually put out a chapter but like#yippie !!!#I spent quite literally all day and night drawing this + chapter 1 comic n doodle. my tablet says Ive been drawing for almost 15 hours#my knees hurt#oh man my art motivation for specifically colored art is coming back to me#everybody cheer#woo !!!#sorry for so much oc stuff btw#but actually yk what? no Im not bc Im having fun#I love this little playground of rhe 1798 Iron Country Hatake political situation#its totally free game and I am thrashing about wildly and carefree#birds fic talk#birds ocs#birds fanart#birds art#naruto#naruto oc#hatake clan#hatake clan lore#warring states era#art#illustration#artist of tumblr#hatake oc#hatake#naruto warring states era
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never has there ever been a ship that goes through this cycle like asaden does
#IMAGE NOT MINE. ITS FROM THE TWITTER FOLKS#almost fooled myself into thinking that i got over this ship.. i was finally gonna live my best life but this chapter reeled me back in DAMN#like SIKE u thought#theyre so ENDGAME otp it actually hurts#the chokehold asaden has is unmatched#asaden#chainsaw man#csm spoilers#chainsaw man 149#denji#csm#asa mitaka#denji hayakawa#csm denji#mitaka asa#DENJI AND ASA ARE SO STARVED FOR LOVE IM SICK#ASADEN IS LIKE. TWO POOR STRAY PUPPIES LEFT OUT IN THE RAIN TRYNA KEEP EACH OTHER WARM DESPITE THE WHOLE WORLD DROWNING IN A NEVER ENDING#ONSLAUGHT OF MURKY PUDDLE TYPE WATER#SICKENING. I FEEL PHYSICALLY ILL
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someone beat me over the head so i can finish this chapter
#user: gossippool 😝#gossippool writes#fic: unhappy man syndrome#don't be fooled this will be heavy whump#okay i'm going to sleep now but i have made progress on this at least and after this chapter is when it gets fucking GOOD#i am so excited to write it even though i know it's going to hurt me. a lot. but what else is new#writing this chapter to set up the rest of the fic is already hurting me and nothing has happened#deadpool and wolverine#poolverine#deadpool
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okay i think this is about to be an unpopular opinion but…. these two are like 2 sides of the same coin to me. beyond the shared public safety allegiance, they both violate denji's autonomy (yoshida stripping him to his underwear, tying him up, and threating his family in chapter 132 vs fumiko assaulting him in the movie theater in chapter 136) and work against his own best interest for the sake of the government. however, while they both take action in trying to force denji to do what they want, fumiko takes a more directly active role in the space of the fanatic who can't see/ doesnt care about the human behind her idol, whereas yoshida takes the more passive role of the government drone who wont act to protect the human if it means going against orders. in previous chapters, fumiko actively runs away from denji, leaving him to fight for himself, while yoshida passively tells denji that he isnt allowed to protect himself, putting him in harms way in his own right (and there is still the underlying threat of violence there if he tries to protect himself). even in the panels from this chapter, we see fumiko being active about her disregard for denji's well being by asking for little pieces of him, where yoshida is more passive in his disregard of the plan to dismember denji with a simple "yeah" answer. i know that they also have their differences, but i just think that they share intentional similarities (that other characters, particularly in the chainsaw man church, also share!!) that overall lead to denji getting hurt.
#chainsaw man#csm#chainsaw man manga spoilers#csm 156#spence.speaks#guys pls don't come for me...#know that this is all fun & games and if yoshida is your scrimblo then please enjoy away!!! but#listen. the yaoi goggles are real and they're blinding some people#sorry…. just know that i've been there too....#i don't really like either of them... but i hate to see a man get praised while a woman is getting hated on#it doesn't sit right with me#i've just lived through too much fandom misogyny to let fumiko get hate every chapter (even though it's deserved)#while yoshida gets ��aww it must be really hard for him to hurt denji like this” (which is definitely not deserved at this point.)#don't worry guys in 20 chapters when yoshida finally shakes off public safety and helps denji i'll be willing to take this back#but until then... he is not denji's friend to me lol#anyways enough waxing about this#flop post incoming
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Haru the mother you are !!
#ngl almost teared up SKSKKSKSK He is so pookie#I think he could fix me frfr#literally and metaphorically at this point SKSKSKS#also why is the love bird always around the ships? 👀 sus I think it’s trying to tell us something guys#WHEN I CATCH YOU TAIGA WHEN I CATCH YOU#IF THIS MAN HURTS PEEKABOO I WILL END HIS WHOLE CAREER I SWEAR#Oh I am gonna be so annoying the next chapter you guys going into my hater era#Aldo what happened to Sho’s silly romantic side story let’s go back to that fuck sinostra take me back to the real story#haru#tokyo debunker
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#one piece#sanji#this panel always fucks me up#the last time we saw him he was getting those bombs put on his wrists and he was freaking out about it on the balcony or whatever#then we go hang out with luffy for like 4 or 5 chapters#and when it finally goes back to sanji he's STILL on the balcony alone and shivering???#AUUUGH#I literally felt so terrible for him#wci was a rough one man........#it's kinda funny cuz I honestly don't give a shit if he gets physically hurt#but when he gets emotionally hurt I'm like NOOOOOOO :'(
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i personally think there was no need to make remarks about age
#i dont need to feel any more ashamed about this when i shouldn't feel ashamed about this in the first place#because three years is not a HUGE difference. it IS an age gap but it isn't a GIGANTIC red flag-waving age gap.#but i guess for a guy it is if the girl is older#but anyway man it was comment after comment line after line and i felt like i was standing in front of a firing squad#not gonna lie my whole chest literally hurts when i think about it too deeply!#i have literally never been told before that i'm not an option because i'm too old#i also personally (and this is a bit bitter of me to say so maybe) i resent the fact that he did take the time to tell me that he was not#personally attracted to me. and then add at the end of the conversation that if i were younger he'd consider it#like. you literally told me you don't like me that way and aren't attracted to me that way#so the only reason you'd consider me as an option really is the fact that you know I'M interested in you ????#anyway makes me want to throw up:)#the waiting room chapter
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I felt someone whose determination is even stronger than the regret he carries.
#I SHOULDVE MARKED THE CHAPTER THE QUOTE WAS FROM.I FORGOT SORRY#vash the stampede#trigun stampede#trigun#urghghgrhghrghrghhghghg . reading the manga is hurting so bad. i am mentally ill#sorry to everyone around me who has to listen to me talk about this man#UPDATE THE QUOTE IS FROM TRIMAX CHAPTER 32#i double checked weeks later
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A Pain That I'm Used To Ch 13: Haunted House
When Paul awoke the dawn was grey, highlighted in blues and yellows where the rising sun hit the frost. At some point while he had been asleep the fire had burned out and the embers twinkled in the hearth, playful and inviting. Paul spared a look at Feyd who was lying with his eyes closed. Something about the stress in his shoulders made Paul suspect that he wasn’t actually asleep but he couldn’t be sure so he didn’t disturb him, thinking it best to let him rest. Coaxing the fire back to life was a quick task and soon they were once again toasty warm, the thin layer of ice that had formed on the windows thawed and dripped in miniature waterfalls onto the window-sills making rhythmic pattering sound.
#she is here and she is like 8000 words long#it seems like we accidentally made the genre pivot to full Gothic in this chapter?#in some ways I feel it was inevitable#this one took it out of my fucking soul man i am spent#this fic is something else#feels less like i'm writing it and more like it's being pulled out of my brain like a really long piece of string#it kinda hurts#but it must be done#anywho#go read it if you want <3#luv ya as always#aptiut#dune#dune part two#paul atreides#alia atreides#feyd rautha harkonnen#feydpaul#feyd x paul#me#mine
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I knew Micah wasn’t a great guy but I was a fool to think he had any redeeming traits.
#meek’s art#blood cw#tw blood#violence tw#violence cw#gore cw#Micah bell#red dead redemption 2 fanart#red dead redemption two#rdr2#micah rdr2#rdr2 micah#rdr2 spoilers#spoilers#I knew he was bad ever since chapter 2 but it wasn’t until chapter 6 it set in#he has NO good in him… that’s hard for me to stomach because I adore him.#I adore him BECAUSE he is an evil man#but like… Jesus. he is selfish and immoral through and through#bravo to the writers because they managed to make a character so iconic and become my favorite AND most hated#I feel like my feelings are so strong because a part of me died when Arthur died#I ain’t saying I kin the man but I definitely spent weeks think about my life through his eyes#it fucks me up to play RDR2 and then go through life’s motions with the mindset of a man dying of TB#it hurts to reflect on my life and actions with the mindset of an outlaw who’s era is over#it hurts to go through life internalizing the distrust and defeatism prevalent in chapter 5 and 6
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Agonising
I come in peace, I come bearing gifts. This is not the Bad Place. This is what happens to Zayne while Jay is on his way in the trunk of a car :) Follow-up to chapter Antagonising.
Home is where the hurt is: Part 1
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So. This was it.
No way Emery was going to let a betrayal like this slide. And as soon as the bag was ripped from his head, when his eyes adjusted to the bit of light there was and he instantly recognised the warehouse, their old hideout, yeah, he knew he was going to die here.
With a grunt Zayne landed hard on his knees. Hands tightened around his shoulders, pressing him back down when he struggled to try and get back on one knee. He wasn’t going to just let this happen but even he had to admit defeat against two of Emery’s bodyguards who had the high ground. These weren’t owned pawns; they were paid and had their own motivation for helping Emery out. Money. Fear can only get you so far. A pawn controlled by fear would only gladly step aside to let a bullet pass right into a hated boss. Zayne knew he would. It's why Emery used him as a weapon instead of a shield. But when the paycheck stops along with your boss’ heartbeat… that’s a different matter.
His jacket was ripped away from him and leather cuffs were replaced by the bite of metal around his wrists.
He couldn’t suppress a shudder when the cold swept over his bare arms, when it stabbed right through his flimsy t-shirt. He glared up, teeth grit, hoping his boiling fury would serve to keep him warm. And to keep him from giving up.
“The only thing you have going for you right now, Zayne, is that I know this wasn’t your idea.” Emery slowly advanced on him now that he was safely contained on his knees, having cowardly kept a few steps back, slinking in the shadows to let his pawns fight Zayne to his knees, too afraid he would snap towards him. “So consider this your one and only chance to start talking.”
Zayne scoffed and turned away but a gloved hand snagged in his hair and pulled him back, forced him to look up.
Emery’s face of thunder told Zayne that not in a million years the guy could have seen this coming. So once the wince of pain had retreated, Zayne merely scoffed again, this time with a gloating smile.
“You should start preparing your exit instead of bothering with me.”
The hand in his hair slid away and he braced himself. Emery couldn’t throw a punch to save his life, hell, couldn’t make a dent in a pack of butter if he tried. So unsurprisingly, the gloved hand instead simply made a gesture to the man standing behind him.
And something akin to a brick to the face made his head snap to the side.
He couldn’t contain a grunt of pain, couldn’t fight off the haze that nearly paralyzed him for a few seconds. Then he shook it off and sat upright again, as if nothing had happened.
“Is it really that strange I want to see you go down?” he snarled.
“No. But your talk of your reporter looking into things and suddenly you want me to go on record to admit to plans of murder? Not that hard to see the full picture.” Emery’s face twisted into the condescending smile Zayne knew so well. “Not to mention you don’t have the brains to come up with such a plan yourself. You were even too stupid to bring it to a success.”
Before Zayne could growl out a reply, a bare hand curled in his hair again, pulled him up. Another fist blasted full in his stomach, followed up with a backhand to the face.
He doubled over, coughing, wheezing. Squeezing his eyes shut against the pain for the brief moment that he could conceal his face while leaning down.
His breath came in shallow shudders, pain and something he didn’t want to acknowledge making it hard to regain a steady rhythm. But he pulled himself up as far as he was allowed on his knees, straightening up and baring his torso as if he dared them to go for another.
Emery just watched, looking down on him, unmoved by the violence.
“So tell me, exactly, why I shouldn’t bother with you. Hm?”
“They know everything. Police will come looking for you soon.”
“Please.” A casual wave of his hand and Emery shook his head. “Don’t tell me you actually went along with your reporter’s fantasies?”
A cry of pain slipped free when a fist caught him right smack in the face. He felt his nose give, felt it break. Blood gushed down over his lips, dripped onto his knees. His chin drooped, making a red stain where it rested against his chest. Yet again, he forced himself back up.
And he spat out a glob of blood right in front of Emery’s polished shoes.
Didn’t matter that he missed. His nose was going to give him plenty of material to try again.
He hadn’t noticed one of the men had circled him and the kick from behind came out of nowhere.
His hands automatically moved, trying to catch himself. But he only managed to scrape the skin of his wrists as he yanked them against the unyielding metal. He barely managed not to smash his broken nose against the floor. Blood still spilled over his chin, staining the grey dust with red. Increased the splatter as he coughed hard when a kick to his side connected.
It became harder and harder to fight his way back to a kneeling position. A position that allowed him to hold on to the few fragments of pride he still had. He sure as hell wasn’t going to slump down on his knees in defeat. Doubled over in pain. Looking down. He wasn’t! Even if it hurt to breathe, hurt to strain his muscles, he was gonna get back up damnit!
Unexpectedly, and very unwelcome, the man behind him helped with that. Zayne felt something poke against his back, touch over the inside of his arm. He glanced back. Noticed the guy behind him standing on one leg. And before he could even think about taking advantage of that, an immense pressure tugged against his wrists.
The handcuffs dug into his skin as the man stepped onto the chain and pressed down.
Zayne hissed, hid a cry of pain into a choked off grunt. He could already feel the blood drip down his wrists and he had no choice but to follow as he was leveraged up, shoulders ready to pop if he kept resisting. His back arched, his chest tilted up, his torso now even more vulnerable than before and—
He retched hard when a fist buried into his stomach again. Crushed against ribs. Into his side. A knee rested against his back, slowly moving down and it felt like his wrists were getting torn off. A hand slid under his chin, fingers bruised his jaw as the man behind kept him from slumping over. And only let go when he finally cried out after several more blows to his ribs.
He nearly collapsed right then and there. Going by how painful it was to even breathe right now, he was pretty sure something broke. The coughing really didn’t help either.
Something cold pressed under his chin and he went still. He followed up as the gun tilted his head until he looked into the dead cold eyes of his former boss.
“Mercy?” Emery asked, tipping the gun so the muzzle pressed into the underside of his chin.
“Fuck no,” Zayne growled.
The gun pulled away and something almost like a smile crossed Emery’s lips. “Good.”
A sudden bright light lit up the room and Zayne squinted, turning his head. Unwise. He didn’t see the fist coming this time and it nearly blew him right to the ground. It took all his core muscles to stay upright.
When he peeked a glance, he realised it came from the headlights of an approaching car, shining right through the entrance, engulfing Emery in light. His silhouette stood out against the beam, unmoving, the gun by his side, his coat merely rustling in the wind.
Then it died and he heard two doors slam shut. Heard some commotion, followed by eerie silence.
Two men marched in, dragging in a third caught in the middle of them. There was no resistance. The blond man in the middle didn’t move. He was draped over their arms letting them carry him, hands tied behind his back, head lolling, feet dragging. They dropped him without a care and he collapsed like a doll with its strings cut. And he didn’t move.
Zayne caught the whispered “no” that was about to emerge from his throat, but then the figure twitched to life. Jay groaned softly, rubbing his forehead against the concrete. And Zayne felt himself exhale, flooded with relief. He was still alive.
But… he wasn’t supposed to be here.
“If you don’t want to tell…” Emery sneered, “maybe he will.”
That actually made him laugh. And it earned him another punch. Didn’t need it; his ribs already punished him for that snort. “Yeah… good luck with that,” he said, revealing a bloodied grin.
Emery ignored him. Walked over to Jay who flinched back. Said something Zayne couldn’t hear. With him standing over the barely moving man, Zayne found himself leaning forward, wanting to snarl at him to leave him al—
A well-timed punch across the mouth shut him up. Another followed. Stay put, they said. Don’t move. Don’t interfere.
The whole left side of his face was pins and needles by now, battered and bruised. Would be nice if they’d stop slowly pulverizing his left cheekbone to dust and he found himself wishing they’d mix things up a little, with a backhanded slap or something.
“It doesn’t matter that he’s here,” he tried – a total lie – when Emery returned and loomed over him. “You can kill us both, but you’re still going down.” Jay’s words echoed in his mind.
“Well, you won’t be there to see it,” Emery said, still eerily calm. “Even if I were to keep you alive you wouldn’t.” He took a step back so they could both look at Jay, who by now was in full-blown panic mode. “Shame you didn’t kill him when I told you to. Now he gets to kill you instead.”
“Wha—"
“While it would be my pleasure to drive a bullet into your skull myself...” He twisted the gun in his hand, pressed it into the hand of one of his men, and considered Jay. “I think I’ll allow your victim to do the honours.”
Then his gaze shot back to Zayne, studying his trembling form, the swelling on his face, the pain in his eyes, and the fury that despite all of the former still blazed brightly.
“But maybe… a little payback is in order first.”
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#whump#no holds barred#beating#restrained whumpee#whumper turned whumpee#me: this is not the bad place :)#Also me: completely wrecks a man :)#I may have gone a little overboard... may not rly match with the following chapters but I couldn't resist#I just needed an excuse to beat the snot out of Zayne#home is where the hurt is#hiwthi#hiwthi drabbles#my writing
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Saw the Epilogue for Liar Satsuki just now and yeah no, I was coping when I thought it'd make things better. I still can't believe Akira and Satsuki didn't end up together. After EVERYTHING these two have been through together. Komachi is not even slightly as relevant for most of the manga, and you can say what you want about both their abilities tying them together thematically and what not, but frankly the entire manga set it up such that Akira x Satsuki was the obvious choice.
#unma rambles#liar satsuki can see death#usotsuki satsuki wa shi ga mieru#also the dad thing is... fine. Could've been done better if it was given more chapters to breathe#and the way he acted to her still makes me upset thinking about it#so seeing him forgive Satsuki but not acknowledge how much he's hurt her really annoys me#bullshit that things will get better fucking tell your daughter sorry#okay I'm sure he probably says it off screen given it ends on “We need to have a talk” but like#I can't just accept that#but this is just a me thing tbh#at the end of the day it's fine#honestly this is probably the first yuri to leave me so annoyed at its ending#I've read and dropped bad yuri before#not often does it leave me annoyed because I have a high tolerance#but like#wow this is the first time I've been mad at the ending of a love triangle#and part of that is that one side of the love triangle didn't even exist!#it appeared in the last few chapters and suddenly won#it makes no sense from anything but a thematic standpoint#and even then it fucking sucks on that point because Komachi and Satsuki barely interact directly compared to Akira#like if you wanted Satsuki x Komachi to be endgame#YOU SHOULD NOT HAVE DONE SO MUCH TO MAKE THE READERS LIKE SATSUKI X AKIRA#the collective despair of the mangadex comment section upon realizing that this was the ending they were getting#yeah. I felt the same way man#okay that's it. I have things to do. ramble over.#rambling in the tags
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just rewatched one of my favourite breaking bad episodes and got an epiphany for a poolverine week fic omg
#user: gossippool 😝#i just said in a discord server the other day that i'm so lazy you will not catch me writing a fic unless i have an epiphany about it#and it's so true actually unless an idea makes me sit up and go 😮 i ain't writing shit#anyway i'm so glad i have a solid idea now heheheheh i'm going to hurt all over your comfort#i still have to finish the next chapter of unhappy man syndrome though and also my school assignments ugh
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the implications of this bit are still wrecking me sososo bad
#literally like this chapter was probably the only time a fictional story made me genuinely sad irl#i love angst but it makes me happy not sad#this one tho. made my chest hurt#idk man like irl i don’t really feel a whole lot of anything so it’s surprising#maybe thats why this hurt so bad actually#but also there’s just something really genuinely sad about Saiki admitting that he doesn’t feel like he has a reason to keep going#especially when the whole chapter was him trying so hard to simulate the feeling that regular people get naturally#and then in the end failing#the whole chapter was really funny too so Asou ending it on this was a whole gut punch hahahha
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