#the pain and angst

[noa-ciharu]

#the pain and angst #fai and his fake smiles #vampire divorce #clamp #tsubasa chronicle #tsubasa reservoir chronicle #kurofai #fai d flourite #kurogane

[djappleblush]

Someone help me I just discovered Nikolai and Alina and I'm already high key shipping them holy fuuuuuuu

#shadow and bone #alina starkov #nikolai lantsov #nikolina #impossible ships #otp #shipping problems #fanfic #i look at pretty boy pining for pretty girl in an unrequired love and lose my sh!t #i love these tropes #the pain and angst #they fuel me #i need help

[yuyonyu]

“What happened to arresting me, detective?!

I thought you were gonna show me the light…!”

#bsd stormbringer #chuuya nakahara #i saw this post where someone drew chuuya visiting murase’s grave talking about saving people whom they barely know #got sad #really sad #so i unleash the angst #he went thru sm pain (heartbreak) #MURASE AS CHUUYAS FATHER FIGURE EUEGEUEGH THE POTENTIAL #chuuya 16 #bsd #bungou stray dogs #bsd fanart #nakahara chuuya #stormbringer #angst

[raphaerolo]

Get this man medical attention and a hug

#commander cody #i wanted to draw something bloody but i made myself sad #i wouldve drawn obiwan but i already have so many angst wips for him #so i decided to inflict pain on his husband i mean commander #star wars fanart #my art #the bad batch #tbb cody #if something happens to him i will cry #cw blood #tw blood #sw tcw fanart #sw tcw #illustration #fanart #digital art #star wars

[zosanbrainrot]

part 2 of Zoro in WCI

01 02

I tried to write something to sum up my thoughts on this, but then it got longer and longer and tbh I'm itching to write a fic set in this AU djjdkf I think I could develop on their inner feelings more than in the comic form

Before posting the first part I didn't realize people had such strong opinions on how this would play out lmaooo

imo, of course Zoro wants to fight Sanji, not with actual intent to harm (they threaten each other on the daily, come on), but because that's how they are together, how they communicate. He respects Luffy's decisions and their goal here, which is to learn what's really going on with Sanji, but he's gonna be pissy about it all he wants. They both have so many intense and conflicted feelings about this and neither has any idea how to resolve them. So they fight.

ofc yall are free to headcanon this interaction any other way you want <333

#hope you can hear the moment Sanji's heart shatters #you're walking the painful path you chose and then even this stupid marimo instead of playing your usual game of threats and violence #instead of making this easier for you he pierces right through your heart with the tiniest confession #I never hated you #but even if he didn't use to #he sure as hell despises every inch of you now #he must he has to #but this is what you chose #it is what you deserve #ANGST #PAIN #wci zoro au #obvi if I were to write it wouldnt write first person this just got out of hand #i love angst can you tell #zosan #i love keeping them in the 'what if maybe no he would never' hell #roronoa “i love you but I will take these feelings with me to the grave” zoro #blackleg “I need you to hate me because I simply don't deserve to be loved” sanji #rorona zoro #black leg sanji #sanji #zoro #my art #whole cake arc #whole cake island #one piece #one piece fanart

[virtu4l-di4ry]

everytime cas comes back dean must think “this time i’ll tell him.”

#all i know is pain #angst destiel #i love angst #deancas #destiel #spn #dean winchester #castiel #supernatural #q #me yapping

[lorelxlz]

tw // eye pulling and mild body horror

not quite human anymore

#not sure about the content warnings but i figured just to be safe #danny phantom #danny fenton #danny phantom fanart #me when my childhood show has massive angst potential #ALSO the lichtenberg scar idea is so cool i love it #but its so so painful to draw #phandom #cw body horror

[jellolegos]

I love you with all the moods and tenses of the verb.

18 September

Letter, Mina Harker to Lucy Westenra. (Unopened by her.)

#westenray #westenray pain hours #dracula daily #dracula #dracula daily 2023 #tumblr user asamiontop the westenray angst is all your fault #l #Dracula daily spoilers

[alma-n]

Most people who lose a body part experience something called 'the phantom pain'

Wich is basically when the brain goes "you know what? Imma refuse this body part doesn't exist, gonna think its there, and right now, it hurts like LITERAL HELL"

#nimona #nimona movie #ballister x ambrosius #ballister blackheart #ballister boldheart #nimona ballister #nimona ambrosius #ambrosius goldenloin #disablility #disabled #phantom pain #angst #nimona angst

[khytal]

it’s a terrible affliction, isn’t it? the guilt I can’t absolve you of, however much I wish I could

notes:

-the inspiration for this piece was the concept of guilt as poison, represented as the cigarette (physical) and the gun (mental)

-the cigarette is pretty self-explanatory as a poison. I see it as a form of punishment he inflicts on himself--it's killing him but he pushes onward anyway

(-even if the regenerative drug's effects extend to healing damage caused by chemicals, there's still weight to the act of willingly putting poison into his system. either way it's not enough self-sabotage to stop wolfwood from fighting for the orphanage, but it's enough to make him feel something)

-the gun is, of course, about his role as an assassin: how he justifies the act of killing, and how he deems it necessary, but laments what he's become at times

-vash understands very well that wolfwood carries his own heavy burden in silence, but still wants to ease the pain

-so here he's asking wolfwood to leave it to him, to allow himself some reprieve, by taking the cigarette and gently lowering the gun

-vash's plant powers are supposed to represent a "blessed antidote" to suppress the "cursed poison", which is why it has glowing blue-green (associated with healing) lines in contrast to the purple smoke (associated with poison)

-in other words: "if I fight in your stead will that lessen your suffering?" (no lol)

-these colors are also the highlights on their respective earrings

-consider the caption to be the last part of the piece: where vash admits his attempt at helping wolfwood isn't a permanent solution, but it doesn't stop him from trying anyway

#nicholas d wolfwood #vash the stampede #vashwood #trigun #khyt.art #h. okay. #that's enough angst and pain i think !!!

[emthimofnight]

some angsty sketches from villain!Stellar's AU

#my art #sketch #stellar the hedgehog #shadow the hedgehog #sonic the hedgehog #sonadow #shadonic #sth #sonic #shadow #sonadow fankid #sonadow fanchild #villain!stellar #angst #i love pain LOL #fankid au

[sukunaswhxre729]

Sukuna being obsessed with how puffy and big your boobs become when you are on your periods and them becoming sore is just the cherry on top for him. Being the big mean lord he is , intentionally he would pinch your nipples extra hard js to listen you whimper "ngh, kuna hurts a lot". Showing faux sympathy "aww my baby it hurts?". And you being his dumb lover nodding your head prettily and him slapping your sore puffy boobs "I want it to hurt dumb dolly". Making you whine and cry as he keeps on hurting your swollen extra sensitive boobies till tears gather on your lashline just to kiss the pain away from your boobies. What a good boyfriend he is (SCOFF)

○●○●~~~~~♡♡♡REBLOGGING IS APPRECIATED FELLOW KUNA WIFIES ♡♡♡~~~~~○●○●

#jjk men #sukuna smut #jk #smut #tw.dumbification #sukuna x reader #jjk x reader #innocent reader #rough cnc #jjk angst #bullying kink #pain play #humiliation kink #big mean boyfriend sukuna #ryomen sukuna #sukuna ryomen smut #ryomen x reader

[adealiz]

My whole world is burning.

#fanart #my art #good omens fanart #crowley good omens #good omens #crowley #angst #I'm in pain #srsly my back hurts from painting this for 8hrs #ineffable husbands #aziracrow fanart #digital drawing #digital painting #Scream the pain out

[leighsartworks216]

You Hate Me

Astarion x gn!Tav/Reader

Sooooo I wrote this one morning when even just laying down had my knees hurting and I was like,, well what if Tav had that too? Also inspired by the fact I get to campus an hour early and still try to rush to the (empty) classroom instead of, ya know, taking advantage of the huge time buffer I give myself

Warnings: swearing, descriptions of joint pain, insecurity, crying, possibly OOC, clown mention

Word Count: 1,545

Masterlist

AO3

Just a bit further. A little further and then you could rest. If you make it to that tree - make it to that tree and you can sit down. Just a bit left to go.

It started almost a week ago. Unable to cope with all the traveling, your right knee started bothering you. With every step you could feel your kneecap shifting back and forth with a dull click. Then, it started to hurt. Nothing serious. If you walked slow enough, you could avoid it. But now every step sent shocks of pain up your entire leg. Your left knee joined the party this morning, removing any sense of relief you had while walking. Even sitting down didn't remove the pain, but you couldn't afford a day off.

Your companions noticed the changes, despite your best effort not to show any outward discomfort. You moved slower, the occasional grimace slipped through, they weren't traveling quite as far. You consider asking Shadowheart for anything that could ease the pain, but you already knew there was little she could do to help. So you grit your teeth and kept going.

Your foot stepped on uneven ground and you nearly dropped from the agony that shot through your whole body. Karlach worried you might actually just collapse. But you kept going.

Astarion couldn't bear it. None of them could - they hated seeing their intrepid leader fight their own body just to go a few more feet - but your struggle settled like a boulder in his stomach. Every time your face scrunched up, every hiss of your sharp inhales, felt like someone had stabbed a knife in his chest and was twisting it ever deeper. He hated the feeling.

With only a few long strides, he slipped from the back of the group to the front, walking alongside you. He had to change his normal gait just so he didn't surpass you. "Darling," he hummed quietly, just loud enough to keep the conversation between you two, "you should rest."

You shook your head. You didn't even spare him a glance. Your eyes didn't shift from the tree. "We're almost there," you dismiss. It's slightly breathless. Despite needing to walk slow to avoid the pain, you were pushing to go faster.

He tsked. "And how far do we still have left to go?" He tilted his head as he looked at you, already knowing whatever distance you said would be too far.

You nodded to a tree dead ahead. "Once we reach that birch, we can rest."

"That birch?" He pointed. "The birch tree that's nearly half a mile away?"

He could feel you bristle with his incredulous tone, but you didn't say anything.

He scoffed. "My dear, I can be stubborn at the best of times, but this is ridiculous! You're barely staying upright as it is."

"I'm fine-"

"No, you're not," he sharply cuts you off. He grabs your arm and pulls you to a stop, holding you there with enough force that you wouldn't slip out and keep going. You refuse to look at him even now. "You're wincing, your hands have been clenched for the last mile, and you keep stumbling. The tree will still be there if you just sit down for a minute."

The rest of the party watches from a distance. Far enough away they can just make out what Astarion's saying, especially as his voice rises in pitch the more frustrated he gets.

Standing still hurts. It's hard to say if it hurts more or less than walking; it just hurts. Your face is pinched as sharp jolts run up through your joints, like someone is poking you with a sewing needle. Walking, you decide, must be better than this.

"It's not that far," you insist, voice low. "And when we get there, we can-"

"Gods above, you're impossible! Fine. Fine! You want to get to that tree, fine." He lets go of your arm.

Before you can even take a step, he's sweeping you into his arms, supporting you with one arm under your back and the other hooked under your knees. The pressure hurts for a moment, but it quickly fades away. The lingering aches are from pushing yourself too hard. He begins marching once more toward your end goal.

You want to shout, to demand he put you down. But when you look up at his face, his eyes are sharper than usual, lips pulled into a tight frown and crease forming between his eyebrows. He's angry.

He's angry with you.

The words die in your throat. You hate being so dependent. You were the leader - you needed to be strong and fearless and without weakness. To receive help feels like someone plunging their hand between your ribs and stealing away a chunk of your worth. But seeing Astarion upset, upset with you, that stings far worse.

You avoid looking over his shoulder. You could just imagine their faces. How Lae'zel would scowl at you for being weak. How Gale's face would turn somber when he realizes you're not as capable as he thought. You couldn't bear it. So you press your forehead to Astarion's neck and stare at your lap.

There's an unwelcome burn at the back of your eyes. Shame floods your chest and crawls up your throat until it chokes you. Water pools along your lower lids and blurs your vision. You can't walk and now you're going to cry. Just how fucking pathetic can you be?

Astarion's head shifts and you can tell he's trying to look down at you. He's trying to see your face. Because he can feel you shaking in his arms. He can hear your lungs quivering as your breaths become uneven and choppy. You press your closed eyes against his throat and he can feel the hot tears against his skin.

His frown softens, though you can't see it. He slows down to a stop and tells the others to go on ahead, to the birch tree just there, and start working on setting up camp, but all you can hear is your heart pounding in your ears. Their faces become fraught with worry; Karlach is the last to go. She still looks back once or twice. Astarion finds a suitable rock and he sits.

"Shh, sweet thing," he cooes, voice no louder than a whisper. His arm around your back pulls you into his shoulder, hand tangling in your hair as he cradles you. His other hand rubs soothing circles along your thigh. You gasp around a sob, body curling further into itself, into him, as you release your emotions. "It's alright."

You strangle out an apology. It's wet and croaky and painful.

"Whatever for?" he asks.

"You're mad at me," you whimper.

He huffs. The frustration from before rises in him again just thinking about it. "Yes, I am."

He feels your breath catch in your throat, and the heaving breath you take after. "You hate me."

Astarion laughs, short and sharp. "Why would I hate you, dear? Because you're too stubborn for your own good?" You don't have a response for him. He kisses your head, wherever he can reach. "I'm mad because you put yourself out trying to solve all of our issues, but the moment you have one of your own, you refuse any help. You're going to tear yourself apart."

He sighs and rests his cheek atop your head. His fingers rub the nape of your neck, gently tugging at the hair there. You carry so much tension, it's a wonder your muscles haven't locked up from the stress.

Time passes slowly in his arms. It seems to take forever before you start to calm down, and even longer before your eyes have dried. He does nothing to speed the process aside from gently hush you when you try to choke out apologies.

You sniffle quietly. Your eyes are raw, and you're all too aware of the stain of water you've left on the vampire's neck. When you speak, it's a painful creak in your vocal chords. "You don't hate me?"

He presses another kiss to your head. "No, love, I don't hate you. Not unless you've done something truly horrific, like invite a clown to show up at camp in the middle of the night." You chuckle weakly. It's such sweet music. "Gods forbid you start donating to charity." You laugh this time, and Astarion's chuckle vibrates against your ear.

His fingers detangle themselves from your hair with one last gentle tug, and his arm wraps around your back once more. As though you weigh no more than one of his pillows, he stands once more with you in his safe grasp, and begins heading for camp. He can see Karlach up ahead light up when she sees you're finally on your way.

"I'm sorry," you whisper. "I just feel so... useless, like this."

"Please, stop apologizing," he begs, dramatically. "Just say 'thank you' and we can move on."

You peel your face from his skin, dried tears sticking you together. You wince at how disgusting this must be for him. You lean up and kiss his cheek. He smiles at the affection. "Thank you."

Softer, he says, "Of course, my love."

#fanfic #fanfiction #astarion #baldur's gate 3 #baldurs gate 3 #bg3 #baldur's gate astarion #baldurs gate astarion #bg3 astarion #astarion x reader #astarion x tav #gn reader #x gn reader #gender neutral reader #x gender neutral reader #second person pov #pov second person #light angst #hurt/comfort #joint pain

[mintypsii]

based on this post

update: here's part 2!

#wrrrghh im not the best at angst #THIS IS SO UGLY i rly like the first page tho so that's all that matters (crying) #YAY PAIN AND SUFFERING #zeff: this one's got one of those traumas eh #IM SORRY FOR USING EH but he sounded like he would in the life action so ermmm!!! #op #one piece #art #comic #vinsmoke sanji #sanji #sanji vinsmoke #black leg sanji #red leg zeff #zeff #baratie #giving him the vinsmoke tag cuz the silly flashback is him as a vinsmoke ok bye #mintart #my art

[pocketgalaxies]

We want to destroy my mother. (insp by @dadrielle)

#critical role #criticalroleedit #imogen temult #liliana temult #laura bailey #matthew mercer #gifs #* #*cr #cr3 #cr spoilers #angst tag #cr meta #nova shh #scheduled #3h12m c3e88 #18m c3e12 #3h17m c3e42 #3h42m c3e51 #4h20m c3e51 #1h35m c3e49 #i think this gifset might be a little bit unfair to liliana from a third party perspective but #i think it's Very Real for imogen. to feel like she reached out so many times and the loyalty there was so fucking flimsy #barely there to begin with and then gone in an instant as everything turned to red mist #thinking about how laura on 4sd a while ago said imogen is so fucking sick of it she's sick of having that hope #her reality is that her mother no longer has any loyalty to her and the pain of thinking she does isn't worth it anymore #:(((( #'help me.' 'this is for the best.' breaks my H E A R T :((((((((( #and matt's fucking Smile afterward. speaks a thousand words #thanks rj for the discord message that kicked this off!!!