#my angst

[petriquors]

Maple & Steel

samurai!Iwaizumi x fem!reader angst

Pre-Edo Period royalty AU

The kami blessed you with a perfect day in your family’s garden, but you thank them with a restless heart. Seated under your favorite tree, a stunning maple with leaves as red as blood, your mind is anywhere but here.

You’ve read the same sentence in your book a dozen times, but you still can’t remember what it says. Every syllable drowns under the ominous swirl of your thoughts, so, with a sigh, you decide that reading is just as hopeless as you feel.

“What troubles you, my lady?”

When you look up, you see a man whose broad shoulders eclipse the low afternoon sun. The turquoise-and-white kamishimo he wears moves gently with every step, making him look like water flowing calmly over stones. 

On any other day, his presence would soothe you just as much as a walk by the river would. But today, Iwaizumi Hajime, the eldest son of his clan, is the last person you want to see.

The gentle breeze stills. Without it, the summer air hangs heavily around you, and silence buries the garden. 

Iwaizumi inclines his chin in your direction, peering down his nose at you. “Speak.”

“You would command me?” You smile through your threatening tone. You are the daimyo’s daughter, while he’s just a samurai’s son. If your father heard him speak to you that way, swift punishment would be in order.

If only your father knew about the romance you’ve been hiding from him.

You stand up, hiding your face in the shadows of the maple tree. Carefully, you eye Iwaizumi; watching, waiting for him to answer. On most days, he would respond to your coyness in kind, but today is not most days.

Today, a rift as wide as the sea lies between you, and you fear what you might find in his face when you cross the depths.

“Please,” he says gently, “tell me what’s on your mind.”

When Iwaizumi calls, you can’t help but answer. From the moment you met him as children, he’s known your heart well enough to see through lies and half-truths with frightening ease. “I heard your name on the war party roster. You’re going to travel at my father’s side.”

Though it was not a question, he still answers. “Yes.”

Your breath catches in your throat and tears sting your eyes. You knew it was true, but your heart still clenches when you hear it from his lips. “Congratulations.”

Riding with the daimyo is an incredible honor, but his eyes are full of dread. He looks away from you, searching for comforting words he cannot seem to find. “We ride west in the morning.”

“How far? How long?”

“Telling you might put you in danger,” he says.

“With whom?”

The stiffness of his upper lip is all the answer you’ll receive. You know that he’s right. He’s doing his best to protect you from the storm of war that gathers far to the west, but something more slices through your heart with a katana’s precision. 

You leave the maple tree’s shade and step into the sun, placing yourself within arm's reach of Iwaizumi. You watch his hands twitch at his side, see him internally weigh actions and consequences, duty and honor—and then, he seizes you by the hand.

You grip his arm. It’s sturdy, like a tree branch, so you wind your weak, vulnerable roots around him. In seconds, you’re captured in his embrace, planted firmly where your heart knows you belong.

When he grabs your face, neither the cool silk of his kimono nor the warmth of his fingertips can stop your tears. He holds you as gently as he would hold the head of a rose, with a touch so delicate that you barely feel him. You need more, you realize, as your longing overtakes you completely.

“I will not have you become a ghost,” you sob. 

A shaky breath flows from his lips, and you marvel at how well he manages to tame his emotions while yours are a raging ocean.

“I can’t protect you from this pain,” he whispers. You know his heart, too; he takes on your pain as if it’s his own, and counts every ounce of fear you feel as a personal failure.

You can't bear to look at him, so you let your tears soak his sleeve instead. A hum ripples from his chest and reaches your ears, shushing you as gently as a honed warrior possibly can.

With his free hand, he begins to stroke your hair. “Please, don’t cry for me. Sadness doesn’t suit your beauty.”

“But what if—”

“I would kill every cruel thought in your head if I could,” he interrupts. His voice has a sharp edge that makes you believe the threat wholeheartedly. “And then, I’d fill the space with sweet words instead.”

You sniffle. “Iwa—”

“I would write ten thousand songs for you. I would use ink and paper I made myself, so you can feel the patience of my love in every brush stroke. I would string together the words the kami whisper through the trees when I think of you. I would read them to you personally, reciting every word by your bedside until you grow sick of me.”

Finally, a smile tries to return to your face. You bite your lip, nuzzling his chest. “I could never grow sick of you.”

“Good,” he says. “Because I am nothing without your affection. When I ride west, when I raise my sword, I only do so to fight for a better future—one that you deserve.” 

The wind picks up, rustling the maple leaves and billowing through his kamishimo. You tilt your head to look at him, and you find red-rimmed eyes and a sad smile that’s full of love. Your heart beats like a butterfly’s wings.

“Wait for me,” he says

“Come home to me,” you reply.

“I will,” he says. “I promise, my love.”

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x you #iwaizumi x reader #iwaizumi x you #iwaizumi angst #haikyuu angst #haikyuu royalty au #iwaizumi royalty au #knight!iwaizumi #knight iwaizumi #princess!reader #princess reader #my stuff #my angst #my Iwaizumi Hajime stuff #my Iwaizumi Hajime angst

[the-overanalyst]

it's always so fascinating and heartbreaking when a character in a story is simultaneously idolized and abused. a chosen prophet destined for martyrdom. a child prodigy forced to grow up too fast. a powerful warrior raised as nothing but a weapon. there's just something so uniquely messed up about singing someone's praises whilst destroying them.

#writing #writing prompt #tropes #reading #books #book tropes #angst prompt #angst #booklr #writeblr #writers on tumblr #percy jackson #the poppy war #mythology #chosen one #atla #avatar #avatar the last airbender #bungou stray dogs #yosano akiko #anime #my hero academia #todoroki shoto #neon genesis evangelion #the hunger games #10k #20k #30k #50k #100k

[ato-dato]

Piss off!!! Thanks!!!!!!!!!! :)))))

#bookstore-sitting is a very hard job #you wouldn’t understand #anyway #we interrupt your usual funny programme for a little bit of angst #but we’ll be back shortly #aziraphale #aziracrow #ineffable husbands #aziraphale x crowley #crowley #muriel #good omens muriel #good omens season two #good omens #good omens spoilers #good omens fanart #good omens s2 #art #artwork #my art #fanart #digital art #drawing #comic #fan comic

[juiche]

a moment of peace before the whole world shatters 😇

#do you ever cry while touching your pinky to a strand of your besties unruly hair #I call this aesthetic “warm angst” :'D #geto taking the pining to the next level #I imagine this takes place after the big village event #but before gojo finds out about it #just geto taking a moment to say his farewell to the life as he knew it #christmas present for my satosugu obsessed buddy @kymsys who lovingly made me read the manga at gunpoint. I hate you (affectionately) ❤️ #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #satosugu #stsg #satosugu fanart #stsg fanart #gojo satoru #geto suguru #jjk fanart #anime #fanart #digital art #art #artwork #gojo fanart #geto fanart

[bibbysstuff]

do not worry im still gonna draw them silly and cute together teehee

#fanart #fan art #my art #the amazing digital circus kinger #tadc kinger #the amazing digital circus #kinger x queenie #tadc queenie #the amazing digital circus queenie #the amazing digital circus art #ah yes #yummy angst #for u all :) #kinger x queener #tadc queener #the amazing digital circus queener

[azi-muthal]

Someone has to leave first. This is a very old story. There is no other version of this story.

#season 2 broke my heart #i'm sorry for the angst but i'm in painnn #ineffable husbands #good omens #good omens 2 #aziracrow #crowley x aziraphale #aziraphale x crowley #artists on tumblr #fanart on tumblr #richard siken #good omens season 2 #aziracrow fanart #good omens fanart

[heart-locket-musicboxless]

•. A visit in a dream .•

#the owl house #toh #my art #cw fatphobia #toh comic #amity blight #amity toh #toh amity #green haired amity #time skip amity #time skip Luz #luz noceda #lumity #angst #toh angst #it's finally done omg #idk why it took me so long to make this but it's a great improvement from my last comic imo

[littlelightfish]

This... this is a whole different kind of psychic damage here. When nightmares got Marcille, we get to knew that her's biggest fear is outliving her friends. This isn't even canon probably, but look at this. This isn't a "I don't want my friends to die" kind of dream. This is a "I'm terrified of loosing my daughters, of something killing them, and being incapable of stopping it" kind of dream. It's so simple yet it explains perfectly the whole of chilchucks character. He loves, he cares, deeply. But he, or doesn't acknowledges, or doesn't know what to do with that knowledge.

Besides that. Someone had to wake him up after this. Imagine the devastation in this man after he wakes up. He just saw his three little babys murdered corpses (or maybe he saw them die, wich isn't better). He would possibly not talk about it, and that would worry the hell out of the party, because we'll, they see him all down and only one of them knows what he saw. Imagine being the one to pull him from that nightmare. Seeing this man, usually so composed, fuking staring with tears and terror in his eyes to the composes of what you can only assume are his daughters. It would be heartwrenching.

Idk, I love this man so much...

#dungeon meshi #chilchuck #chilchuck tims #if someone wants to write a fic on this #@ me #PLEASE I WANT TO SEEEE #or dm me so i actually see it #please #if someone makes something of this post... #swnd me an ask with a link #this post exploded i cant with all the notifs #i wouldnt know if someone @'d me #i did a tags recap down on the notes and wrote a bit of #chilchuck angst #for the simps out there #my shit

[emthimofnight]

Shadow is forward for once and Sonic (rightfully so) assumes he's dying

#my art #sonadow #shadonic #sonic and shadow #sonic the hedgehog #shadow the hedgehog #sketch #sonic #shadow #sonic prime #sonic x shadow generations #tw blood #tw injury #angst #?? maybe? #it's mainly silly #he's fine #LOL

[truetogaia]

just thinking and crying over the way simon would continue to refer to you as “his girl” even after your sudden passing.

he would talk about you as if you were still alive whenever relationships came up in conversation. and he’d be so reluctant to allow anyone, even his respected comrades, to try and comfort him.

“yeah, me n my girl have been together for years now. she’s everything. all i’ve got, ya know?”

he would make sure to always keep your resting place full of life. Whether that was by planting your favorite plant, and naming it after you, or always keeping it filled with bouquets of your favorite flowers. and he’d always take your beloved pet that you left behind to go see you.

“did you miss mommy, p/n? i bet our girl missed you so much.” and he’d smile sadly when your baby showed signs of recognizing your grave. his heavy hand petting it comfortingly “so excited to see her today, yeah?”

cod masterlist

#in my crying era #drabbles #simon riley x reader #simon riley #cod ghost #ghost angst #simon riley angst #ghost x reader #cod angst #cod fluff #ghost fluff #simon riley fluff

[nkogneatho]

geto suguru who never stops talking about you. he is a composed man but his ear perk up at the slightest mention of you or the things you like. you plagued his mind. he is always down the street thinking about what you'd be doing. all those desserts that he used to despise, have soon started getting comfortable on his taste buds just because you liked it. he didn't even notice how your habits started infecting him too. but a little change was nice. you are the only thing igniting the flame of his will to live when he himself is sabotaging the little fire, blowing it away.

the two girls he is raising ask him for your picture. he is shunned for a second but the shock merges into a smile. he whips out his phone and hands them to the girls.

"that's her. my wife."

"but...these are the pictures of the sky." they look at him with a confused expression only to find a tear roll down his eye.

"yes. isn't she beautiful? i hope she's doing fine there." they don't know how to reply except to tear up themselves.

"i hope i get to meet her. but with all that i've done in this life, i am sure i am going to hell." he looks up at the sky, the clouds dispersed and sunrays peeking. "although, it's fine. loving her was heaven on earth anyways."

#jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen #geto x reader #hii i am back with my widowed jjk men agenda!! have fun ;) #geto suguru x reader #jjk angst #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen angst #geto suguru #geto x you

[petriquors]

POV: You just had the worst week ever

a/n: gn!reader, post-timeskip. This one’s for you, sad boy indie car person. 

Listen to this.

On Sunday, your boyfriend dumped you, beginning the worst week of your life. (So far, you remind yourself, rolling your eyes as far back into your skull as you can.)

On Monday, you found out your regular coffee shop closed.

On Tuesday, you got chewed out by your boss for a mistake you didn’t make.

On Wednesday, your train was out of service and you had to walk several miles home from work.

On Thursday, rent was due, which comparatively isn’t that bad, but still. Ugh.

Things ain't always set in stone; that be known, let me know.

Today, Friday, you dragged your aching body and tired mind through a fairly normal day of work and back home again. You change into pajamas, crack open your bedroom window for some fresh air, and fall face-first into bed, finally able to enjoy some peace and quiet.

Seems like streetlights glowing happen to be just like moments passing in front of me.

Except someone is playing the saddest music you’ve ever heard in your building’s parking lot.

“You have got to be kidding me,” you moan, out loud, because who’s going to hear you? A man’s soft croon and your own aggravation fill your ears; you can’t decide if you’re angry or…if the song, in all its weepy emotional-ness, is exactly what you need right now.

See, I know my destination, I'm just not there.

Annoyance makes your face feel hot, but curiosity stirs in your stomach. You aren’t sure which one makes you sit up.

You swing your legs over the side of your bed, then lean forward with your elbows on your thighs. The song beckons, but the weight of your week holds you down like a monster dragging you to the depths of melancholy.

I'm just not there.

Rubbing your eyes, you fight against your lack of will before standing and padding over to the window. Your fingers brush the cold glass that separates you from the world outside, trace the white pane, and press your fingers against the bottom of the glass.

Raising the window higher, higher, you push it above your head, high enough to stick your head out into the cool spring air. You spot a car, windows down and lights off, with a silhouette of a man faintly outlined by the full moon in front of him. The music floats from his radio, forlornly vocalizing everything you’ve felt this week.

Life just ain't fair.

You suck in a breath. It smells like rain-drenched pavement, fresh grass, blooming flowers—all things you didn’t have the time or energy to pay attention to in the last seven days.

“Hey! Guy in the car!” Your shout is answered by a man sticking his head out the car window. He looks shocked; even as moonlight washes his features, you see embarrassment color his face. 

He’s pretty, you think, and your heart shivers. 

He looks sad, like he’s had a week just like yours. As fate would have it, you feel connected to this stranger, and you think you have nothing at all to lose.

“Sorry,” he shouts back, “I can—”

Quickly, you shake your head. Don’t turn it off. Don’t stop. Don’t leave. “What song is that?”

🤍 YAMAGUCHI, Suna, Oikawa, Atsumu, Ukai Jr., TERUSHIMA, Akaashi

#akaashi x reader #akaashi x you #atsumu x reader #atsumu x you #suna x reader #suna x you #oikawa x reader #oikawa x you #yamaguchi x reader #yamaguchi x you #ukai x reader #ukai x you #terushima x reader #terushima x you #haikyuu x you #haikyuu x reader #my stuff #my angst #my haikyuu stuff #my haikyuu angst #my yamaguchi tadashi stuff #my akaashi keiji stuff #my oikawa toru stuff #my suna rintaro stuff #my yamaguchi tadashi angst #my akaashi keiji angst #my oikawa toru angst #my suna rintaro angst #my miya atsumu stuff #my miya atsumu angst

[eternalslover]

Bullet train incorrect quotes:

Tangerine: Do you want to play 20 Questions?

Y/n: Sure!

Y/n: Whats your favorite color?

Tangerine, laser fucking focused: Triangle. Do you love me?

#incorrect quotes #tangerine and lemon #tangerine x oc #tangerine x y/n #tangerine x you #tangerine x reader #tangerine smut #tangerine oneshot #tangerine my beloved #tangerine incorrect quotes #tangerine imagine #tangerine headcanon #tangerine edit #tangerine drabble #tangerine blurb #tangerine angst #bullet train imagine #tangerine bullet train #the bullet train #bullet train #incorrect quote #bullet train x reader #bullet train headcanons #bullet train fanart #bullet train fanfic #bullet train oc #bullet train tangerine #bullet train book #bullet train movie #bullet train smut

[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

[imfinereallyy]

you can pry happy endings from my cold-dead hands. It can be the most heart stopping, gut wrenching fic that has every existed and I will read every drop of it if I get my happy ending. I have had enough painful endings in real life, give me happy in my fantasy world. It can be at the last second, it can be a single sentence, even a single word. Give me all the angst and hurt in the world for 500,000 words, but please give me the comfort I need in the ending. please and thank you.

#do I love angst? yes. but also need to be happy in my delulu world for five seconds #sometimes you need domestic fluff to soothe the burn #fan fiction #ao3 #hurt/comfort #steddie #stranger things #lumax #byler #ronance #steve harrington #Eddie Munson #archive of our own #wattpad #robin buckley #steve x eddie #happy endings

[camilleflyingrotten]

#good omens #crowley #aziraphale #ineffable husbands #aziracrow #comic #angst #angel crowley #procreate #digital art #my art