#only angst

[only-a-northern-soul]

McLennon writers be like:

“I think we ought to read only the kind of fanfics that wound or stab us. If the fanfic we're reading doesn't wake us up with a blow to the head, what are we reading for? So that it will make us happy, as you write?

We need books that affect us like a disaster, that grieve us deeply, like the death of someone we loved more than ourselves, like being banished into forests far from everyone, like a suicide. A book must be the axe for the frozen sea within us. That is my belief.”

#fluff? #i don't know her #only angst #mclennon

[c-animates]

Silly little bet:

N's either gonna pull a (Fe3H) Dimitri or (Madoka Magica) Sayaka in these last few episodes of the season. Ain't no way he's not snapping,especially after V's death and Uzi's possible possession and/or death.

#murder drones #n murder drones #Pain is what awaits him #There's no fluff for N #only angst

[onejellyfishplease]

The twist:I will put them through pain once I'm done comforting them

comfort/hurt

#i think thats even more cruel #get them into a false sense of security #then BAM #only angst #no recovery #asks #tinker-the-dragon

[ruins-and-rewritez]

He punches the walls until his knuckles split, until blood leaks out and gathers itself into the creases of his wrist. He watches in sickly fascination as it beads up from the wound and makes it way, a brave pioneer, down the pale skin of his arm.

He inhales deeply, waiting for that rush of nicotine to hit his bloodstream and offer him some relief. He pictures his lungs holding that pale whiff of smoke captive. His very cells dragging the microscopic tendrils of it toward themselves, gorging. He watches the pink tissue gray with abuse. He closes his eyes and sees his lungs turn to ash. He crumbles with them.

He leaves the Slat, long after dark, when the others are asleep. No on guard for the night ever questions, just simple nods of acknowledgement and spines straightened out of respect for their leader. He walks to the warehouse district, to where the fights are held among one of the many clapboard buildings. The crowd parts for him, or more likely, his reputation. No one heckles or taunts at him, save some more drunken members of the group. They let him in the ring. They watch him fight. His cane left behind and forgotten. He relishes in the fight, the blows that come relentlessly and the pain they bring. He gets knocked down over and over until his survival instinct snaps into place forcing his victory.

He lurches across the floor, his bad leg dead weight, his blood a thick sludge of alcohol. He shifts onto his bed, hyper-aware of the bottle dangling between his fingertips. Terrified of wasting a single precious drop of Fjerdan Rum. He hugs it close to his chest before tilting it to his mouth. It's easier to swallow than the black whiskey he had earlier. Maybe there will be peace at the bottom this time.

He twirls the knife with a near deadly precision, the action made difficult by the size of the grip. The handle was made for a more delicate hand than his own. It gleams in the lamplight, a blade of liquid silver. He fumbles, fingers losing their rhythm, and it embeds into his desktop. He plucks it out and tilts it admiringly before carefully bringing his thumb to the tip. He waits for the pain to come. He watches as a pearl of blood wells up, his only sign that the self-inflicted injury was a success. He stares at the mark he's made, waiting for the skin to scar over so he can do it again.

He wobbles on the brick of the roof's parapet, his mind unsteady, interfering with his sense of balance. The city looks so peaceful when it's all blurred lamplight and misty cobbles. He gazes out over the shingles and stone, looking for a figure that he knows isn't there. But that doesn't stop him. He wonders if it would all be easier if he just stepped forward to join her, hidden in the shadows, boundless and free over the buildings. If he could just lose this game, this war, between the pieces of himself, he might be able to let go long enough. How easy it would be to just break his lie this once.

He wakes, screaming, hands dark with blood. There is no noise in the action, its trapped and wild like his thoughts. He scrubs his hands against the blanket, to get it off, off, off. But it remains, stained by guilt and regret that can't be washed away with water or belief. And then he's stumbling, tripping over his own feet like they've grown four sizes in an effort to pull his gloves off the dresser. One, two, three, tries to get them on his shaking fingers, and cover his pain. The rush of his heart slows with each moment that passes. He presses his palm against the beat wondering if he presses hard enough if it will stop.

He watches the harbor, eyes glued to the spot where she would dock, if she'd had the chance. He glances at the rooftops that would be her domain whether or not she was there to dance across them. He looks for her shadow in the crowds, on the street, in the alleyways just past nightfall. His gaze lingers in all the spaces that she should occupy, all the spaces that are barren now, feeling the abscence of that loss in the hole where his heart should have been.

If it weren't for that last desperate promise between them, Kaz Brekker wouldn't feel this way, in fact, he wouldn't feel anything at all.

#tw: blood #tw: smoking #tw: drinking #tw: violence #tw: death #tw: sucidal thoughts #angst #no fluff #only angst #dark and depressed #kaz brekker #my love <3 #baby boi #inej ghafa #i am morbidly obsessed with how kaz would react if inej died #inej dies au #im so sorry inej #i love you #but angst #hug him #rarzo #ficlet #drabble #ruinwrites

[kayfabebabe]

SFW Relationship Alphabet - Regal X Male Reader - Letter E

Hallo and welcome to this AU alphabet.

I, initially, was going to post the completed alphabet together, but the answers become too long for my liking so I’m going to be breaking it up into separate posts. This is centred around the relationship between William Regal and his boyfriend (Reader) that I first posted about HERE in an Ask from some wonderful Anonymous person. 

This is Letter E for Ending (If they had to break up, how and why would it happen?)

WARNING - Angst. Just hurt. (Emotional hurt)  Word Count: 532 

~ ~ ~ 

The end of your relationship with William doesn’t come from a lack of love for each other. In fact, it ends because you love him. You’re tired of acting like your relationship is something shameful; taking every precaution to ensure nobody would suspect anything was happening between you and stealing moments. It’s been years! All you wanted was to be proudly in love. William knew this and, yet, he couldn’t open up. Too much hiding his true self in order to survive younger days had taken its toll on him. 

“I want to love you like everyone else gets to.” “I know, Love.”

“The world has changed and people are more accepting.” “I know…” 

Your breaking point comes out of nowhere. One of the backstage crew announces their engagement to a flood of well-wishes and happiness from everybody, including yourself. As they retell the story about their own proposal, you couldn’t help imagining how you’d propose to William. Would it be an extravagant plan? Rose petals scattered over the floor and soft music playing in the background. Maybe you could… Oh. The realisation left you breathless, heart aching and crumbling inside your chest. You’d never get to propose to William. There’d be no complicated plans to ensure that it remained a surprise to him, then announcing your engagement to everyone’s joy and congratulations. You couldn’t have that with William. Not because of out-dated laws, but because your boyfriend couldn’t stop his out-dated worrying. 

When William arrived at the hotel room that night, he found you sitting in the middle of the bed, quiet and closed off. He approached and sat close to you with a tentativeness that only made it hurt more. Nobody said a word. Nothing moved. 

“I want to marry you…” 

You couldn’t bring yourself to look at William as a hard lump already sat in the back of your throat. Eyes fixed on your fingers, twisting and untwisting a random rubber band. If you dared a glance at the taller man beside you, the dam would surely burst and you wouldn’t be able to stop yourself from crying. 

“I want to be married to you.” 

Both of you could hear the silent ‘but’ at the end of that statement. It doesn’t take a genius to know that you’re not proposing to William. There’s no ring, no rose petals, no soft music. Instead, there was only the scratch of hotel sheets and a low hum from the air conditioning unit. 

“I want a full and happy life with you because… I-I love you.” 

But. 

“I want people to know that I love you. I want them to know that I’m yours and you’re mine. I want you to be proud of us…”

Out of the corner of your eye, you saw William’s shoulders sink and his hands fidget with the button on his blazer. You’ve had this conversation before. It never ended with William promising that he was going to change his way of thinking and allow the world to see you. Together. Unlike every other time that you’ve brought it up, this was the final straw for you. 

You needed William to love you entirely or not at all.

~ 

#AU Alphabet #William Regal X Male Reader #Writing #Fanfiction #SFW AU Alphabet #Angst #Only Angst #Fanfic #Regal X Reader #They were boyfriends #Damn it Regal #Male Reader #Writing Prompt #Prepare for more Regal and his boyfriend #I'm back on my writing bullshit #Enjoy? #William Regal

[jacuzziwaters]

I'm just being attacked by angst from all the fandoms tonight.

#i come home #open Tumblr #and I'm look oh yes time for some fun #and y'know what i got #NOTHING FUN #ONLY ANGST #ooooh what if Raph got to hold future Leo because he didn't get that after hos Raph died #SCREW YOU #oh look and Loid and Yor always being there for Anya watching over her as she grows #I HATE IT HERE #oh and don't even get me started on mob psycho #or the fic where Dazai finally commits and regrets it #have i not suffered enough #jay's attempts at communicating #mob psycho 100 #spy x family #bungo stray dogs #rottmnt

[missmarvelobsession]

When my cramps are bad I only wanna write BuckyNat and I think that says a lot about my character 😅 It's a whole mood.

#only angst

[greykolla-art]

My blog has become infested with angst goblins, and they must be fed with some hypothetical scenarios!🙏💚

#grey art #fan art #hazbin hotel fanart #hazbin hotel #Hazbin hotel comic #JESUS WEPT THIS FUCKING THING WAS A BEAST #BUT I LOVE IT! #hazbin charlie #hazbin alastor #Alastor #charlie morningstar #angst #hurt/comfort #whump art #I know what you people are I’m one of you! #I heard your cries for more angst and I aim to please! #also good excuse to use clip studio more #I only bust that out for something special #now let’s do something else! like eat!

[mobius-m-mobius]

#the Nowhere Man who waits and the God of Stories who watches

#mobius #loki #lokius #mcuedit #lokiedit #marveledit #loki spoilers #owen wilson #tom hiddleston #owenwilsonedit #marvel #dianagifs #😩😭 #what... in the most tragic of romances did i just witness #gotta rewatch tomorrow but cannot BELIEVE how okay i am with everything atm??? #their story clearly isn't done their burden is obviously going on without each other and they exist fundamentally connected #they've lost everything but being able to see mobius every step of the way is enough for loki to make the sacrifice #and mobius left for his timeline with no other purpose than to make sure loki could do just that #now they're lost without each other?? the only thing mobius can do is exist for a moment in loki's creation i'm UNWELL #god this is the star crossed angst that's gonna keep me going for the rest of my LIFE they're my everything #loki s2 spoilers

[8-0mph]

#no angst today #only besties #prismo #betty grof #adventure time #headcanon #fionna and cake #cartoon network #golbetty #golb #fanart #simon petrikov #petrigrof #au

[chloesimaginationthings]

Friendship never dies in FNAF..

#myart #chloesimagination #comic #fnaf cassidy #evan afton #fnaf crying child #fredbear #fnaf gregory #fnaf cassie #fnaf #fnaf 4 #security breach #fnaf ruin #fnaf fanart #five nights at freddy's #here’s your weekly angst guys 🩵 (more bittersweet) #I genuinely believe Cassie and Gregory are symbolic to Cassidy and cc #but anytime I think about that connection it makes me sob #not only destined to be friends in every new life #but they have a doomed friendship at that #I JUST want these guys to be happy and live normal lives 😭 #begging and hoping Gregory and Cassie can have that happy ending..

[bthemistake]

Minna & Elliot, two of my oc's for a story I've been working on for a little while

Minna (left) uses she/her, Elliot (right) uses they/them

(please oh god do not ship them, they are cousins)

#the only hint i'll give you is the titles abbreviation #womaf #artists on tumblr #drawing #artwork #art #original character #original art #queer characters #not romance #only angst #sketch #tiktok artist

[kringle-c]

"It's only-"

#longpost #bg3 #wyllstarion #wyll ravengard #astarion #baldurs gate 3 #lyric comic #standing on my lil soapboc and crying #guys guys i worked rly hard on this be nice to me plz #i know its angsty but its good right #right #rolls around in my angst pile #lyricstuck #finally its only taken like #5 years

[nkogneatho]

This is a PSA for all the writers who exclusively write only fluff and angst:

we love you. we still read your fics. no we don't care if it doesn't have smut in it. it is still valid and it is beautiful. thank you for existing. have a good day.

#i've seen so many times that fluffs and angst go unappreciated because everyone read ONLY smut. #but NO. there are people who enjoy everything. that includes me. i live historic au. #i love first kisses hcs. i love dating hcs. i live the angsty break up fics #pasi.txt

[babygirlcowboy]

I desperately want to read fanfiction but the fanfiction I specifically want does not exist in the world,,,,so I now have to write fanfiction which is fine but no it's fucking not bc I want to read it

#gb cockwarming #the music video inspired fic that only north and ransom ((maybe??)) know about #my bruharvey angst fic #you are all so beautiful to me but i also hate you all

[kittykalliarts]

For decades, the blank vision that Iudex Neuvillette wears near his heart has been subject to much discussion in Fontaine. Nobody remembers who it had once belonged to or why the ancient dragon protected it so jealously. It is said that if the Chief Justice would to stare at it for a long while, it would be sure to rain right after. Oh, how beloved that person must've been.

#genshin impact #genshin fanart #neuvillette #visions #wriolette #wriollette #neuvithesley #myart #sorry for the short drabble? #kasndkansd i have emotions over a simple thought i had #the tragedy for someone eternal to fall for someone who's here for only a brief moment eats away at me hhhh #it started with a funny thought of IF neuvillette needs to carry a fake vision for some reason after laughing at the archons for it #and then i remembered how people like kazuha would hold onto their loved one's masterless vision after they died #one thing led to another and now we have some wriolette angst with neuvillette cherishing wrio's masterless vision #after his inevitable passing #and idk if its just the traveller or if its even canon #but i like to think that neuv being a sovereign he would be able to hear the ambition of one's vision and maybe just maybe #he can use wrio's masterless vision to listen to his voice albeit ever so softly