#ok but...angst

[sttoru]

“c’mon, megumi. tell me what’s botherin’ ya.” satoru pouts at megumi, his arm thrown around the boy’s shoulders. you watch the scene unfold with a tense smile.

megumi was exhausted from school, training and so much more. the teenager’s patience was wearing thin. especially with satoru almost pressuring him into telling you both what’s weighing on his mind. when all he wants is to be left alone at the moment.

the tone satoru’s using to talk to megumi only pisses the high schooler off more and more. it’s fatherly. like he’s still the little child satoru took in and cared for. it pissed megumi off, along with everything else;

“you’re not my dad, so stop fucking acting like you are!”

you freeze. satoru freezes. megumi freezes. time freezes. the silence was deafening. no one was moving. your eyes flicker over to satoru’s and your heart shatters in a million pieces.

satoru’s hurt. so hurt. it’s visible and he’s not hiding it — not hiding it like he usually would behind a wide grin. his blindfold and glasses aren’t there to hide the way his face falls either.

“i know.” satoru whispers. his voice lost its cheery tone, his eyes have lost their spark. the sorcerer slowly distances himself from megumi. a bitter chuckle leaves his lips. a futile attempt to hide his shaky voice, “i know.”

all you could do is stand there in shock. megumi doesn’t know what to do after his little outburst either. and satoru. . . well, satoru is the first one out of the room. you hear his breath hitch as he walks past you. you see his eyes twitch. the strongest, in tears.

[hinamie]

spiraling

[kkatastrophic]

photos of kya and sokka …

i don’t know. i think that they look very similar and i just. blinked and made this? idk. i’ve just always thought sokka looked more like his mother than katara did … but literally i get told ‘erm ackshually No he doesn’t he looks NOTHING like her!’ like please just let me live!! so i made this. because i truly do think that he shares more features with her than he does his father!

(and also the angst like. gets real with this little thing. the irony of not remembering your parent’s face and feeling ashamed about it, while not realizing that you look just like them??

and plus like… AUGHHH sokka can’t seem to remember his mother’s face, and katara literally can’t forget??!! how could she when it’s like she’s seeing kya all over again with sokka!!!??? what??!!)

[flwrstqr]

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𝐋𝐄𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐔𝐍𝐆 - PULLING YOU BY THE WAIST

heeseung’s hand slides around your waist, pulling you close until there's no space left between you. “i’ve missed you,” he whispers, his breath warm against your ear, sending a wave of butterflies fluttering through your stomach. the way he effortlessly draws you in, like he needs you as close as possible, makes your heart race. you can’t help but smile, your cheeks flushing as you lean into his embrace. “i missed you too,” you murmur, resting your head on his chest, feeling his heartbeat against your own. it’s the little things he does that make you fall for him all over again.

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐉𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐆 - GIVING YOU A LINGERING LOOK

jay's eyes lock onto yours, a lingering look that sends your heart racing. he doesn't say anything at first, just stares at you like you're the only person in the room. "you know you drive me crazy when you do that, right?" you finally whisper, feeling your cheeks heat up. he smirks, the corner of his lips twitching up as he takes a step closer, his voice low and teasing, "what, this?" he holds your gaze even longer, and you can’t help but smile, feeling that familiar flutter in your chest.

𝐒𝐈𝐌 𝐉𝐀𝐄𝐘𝐔𝐍 - WRAPPING HIS ARMS AROUND YOU

jake wraps his arms around you from behind, his chin resting on your shoulder as he pulls you close. "you smell good," he murmurs. you smile, leaning back into him. "flirting already?" you tease, glancing over your shoulder at him. he chuckles, pressing a quick kiss to your cheek. "can’t help it, baby. you make it too easy." you laugh softly, enjoying the easy banter between you two. his hands linger on your waist.

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐍 - BRUSHING HIS HAND AGAINST YOURS BEFORE HOLDING YOUR HAND

sunghoon’s hand brushes against yours as you walk side by side, the light touch sending a familiar spark through you. he glances at you, a small smile playing on his lips as if he knows exactly what he’s doing. "cold?" he asks, though you both know that’s not why he did it. you shake your head, but before you can say anything, he intertwines his fingers with yours, his grip gentle but firm. it’s such a simple gesture, yet it’s the one thing he does that always gets to you. your heart flutters as you look down at your joined hands, feeling the warmth of his palm against yours. 

𝐊𝐈𝐌 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐎𝐎 - LEANING IN CLOSE TO WHISPER SOMETHING TO YOU

sunoo leans in close, his breath warm against your ear as he whispers, "you look so cute today, angel." you can feel the slight brush of his lips near your skin, his presence so close it makes your heart race. it’s the way he always does this, leaning in just enough to make your cheeks flush. you glance up at him, his eyes twinkling with that playful glint, and you can’t help but smile. "you really think so?" you murmur back. he nods, pulling back just enough to meet your gaze, a soft smile on his lips. "always," he replies.

𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐆 𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐖𝐎𝐍 - LIFTING YOU UP AND SPINNING YOU AROUND

you squeal as jungwon effortlessly picks you up and spins you around, his laughter mixing with yours. "wonnie! put me down!" you giggle, trying to catch your breath as he twirls you again. "not yet, babe," he grins, tightening his hold just enough to make you feel safe but still playful. your arms instinctively wrap around the nape of his neck, and you can't help the smile that spreads across your face, feeling weightless in his grasp. "you’re too cute when you’re flustered," he teases, finally setting you down, but his hands linger at your waist. there’s something about the way he lifts you off the ground—like it’s nothing at all—that gets to you every time.

𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐔𝐑𝐀 𝐑𝐈𝐊𝐈 - SPEAKS IN A DEEP, SOFT VOICE WHEN HE'S BEEING AFFECTIONATE

his deep voice fills the quiet room like a soft hum. “you okay, angel?” riki asks, his lips brushing your ear as he speaks, his voice low, sending warmth straight through you. you nod, leaning into him, “good,” he murmurs, tightening his arms around you. “just wanted to make sure you’re comfortable, baby.” every time he talks like this, it’s like the world slows down, and nothing else matters. “i love you, y’know that?” he says softly, and you can feel the smile in his voice. you smile back, your heart fluttering. “i love you too,” you whisper, your voice barely above a breath. he laughs softly, nuzzling into your neck.

[mossy-box]

Tw: Slight blood (minimum)

My Body’s Made of Crushed Little Stars - Mitski

[cute-sucker]

boxer!rafe holding his baby for the first time, and knowing him he made sure you had a private room and good food.

tell me why he would be so jittery though ??

୭ 🧷 ✧ ˚. ᵎᵎ 🎀 ୭ 🧷 ✧ ˚. ᵎᵎ 🎀

boxer!rafe never had gotten as scared as he did when you had given birth.

waiting. rafe had been waiting for hours, holding a lucky charm that you had given him. the strands of the bracelet were frayed as he toyed with it, over and over again. the smell of the hospital was nauseating, and the feeling of being in a place that smelt like antibiotics and sickness made his skin crawl.

he had gotten the call that your baby was born in the middle of a fight. he was on top of a guy before someone stormed in the middle of the fight. that was uncommon, and the referee quickly had them separated before rafe realised it was your work friend, delany. she looked frantic, as she tried to mouth something.

the minute he realised what it was, he was pulling the ropes of the ring, and yelling at people to get out of the way. blood was splattered across his mouth, and his swelling knuckles stung with pain, as his sweaty t-shirt stuck to his chest.

your water broke.

he was there in minutes, swearing as he tried to close the car. he'd run into the hospital with a huff, demanding to know where you were. to be quite frank it may have been sweet to you - but it was downright scary to the nurses.

a bulky guy with blood splattered all over him, holding a silly pink baby bag. the first nurse let out an uncomfortable laugh before telling him to sit down. now, rafe would have started yelling, but there was this drumming in his heart that made him feel as if he was going to vomit.

he couldn't lose you, no, this was a critical part of all of it. he'd read those stupid books that you had gotten him about pregnancy, and how dangerous it was, and how many mothers had died and how to hold a baby, and, and-

(goddamn it, he was scared.)

"mr. cameron. would you like to come in?"

he looked up to see a nurse with a painful smile, he took a deep breath before nodding his head. rafe felt his hands shake, as he took a step inside the room.

there you were, pretty as always with that discharge night gown, and a relieved sweaty smile on your face. you look so calm, but his eyes zone on your hands. the baby isn't in your hands, and he found himself wondering where the baby was, but he watched you get up to touch him.

"hey, hey baby. calm down. you need to stay like that," he muses, coming closer to rub your shoulders. you close your eyes, a soft gasp coming out of your mouth.

rafe gives you a soft peck on the shoulder, "why didn't you call me?" he whispers in that gentle tone of his. you squirm, peeling open your eyes with those pleading doe eyes,.

"i didn't want to bother you. i knew-" you gasped out, "i knew you had that important match and shit, and i don't know i thought it was like a bad time-"

rafe cursed, "didn't i tell you it was the two of us together? i shoulda' been there for you. shoulda' have held your hand through this shit-" and he knew he's going on a tangent as your lip wobbled and he quickly licked his lips while shaking his head.

"nah, it doesn't matter now. aw, my sweet girl did this all by herself. let me," he muttered, rubbing tears off your cheeks, "where's the baby?" you sniffled, nuzzling your face in his hands, before pointing to the sinks where he saw a small tiny girl.

she's squirming in the nurse's hands, as she gets washed off. her tiny face is squished up as she lets out small squeals. he's struck by how small, how tiny, how he made that little thing with you.

"i-" he choked up unable to take his eyes off your baby, "thank you sweets. thank you." his head bowed down into your lap, the words like worship. he was a devout in your temple.

"here's the baby, ms. cameron."

you looked up at her, a little bundle of joy as the doctor put her in your lap. rafe felt like everything was complete, feeling his throat sting and his hands get clammy. god, what did he do to deserve this?

the baby was perfect, a tiny sweet thing and rafe's hands shook at his sides as you looked up at him with teary eyes.

"do you want to hold her?"

he swallowed hard, his voice that soft whisper you knew so well, "can i?"

you laughed something that was so sweet, ringing in his ear like a song he never wanted to end. yet, he couldn't help but look at you with approval and when he looked into your eyes all he saw was love. all he saw was the truth. finally, he reached for his baby girl, calloused hands cradling her.

he finally had found his family.

[kristea9ay]

How and where did he walk for the first time?

Mk fell asleep with both of his parents cuddling, but when he wakes up...his papa is upset? Not on his watch!

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First - previous - next

[homoesia]

visiting a grave [twilight goodbye]

[blabberoo]

You've done this before...

Countless of times...

Why now?

Bonus :)

[originalartblog]

whenever I see someone being sad over Akutagawa being "dead" and not coming back this is what I picture btw

[rebelspykatie]

Part 1

Steve kisses him on a Thursday and he takes all the air in the room with him. Eddie doesn’t close his eyes. He’s too shocked to do much of anything, except sit there and let Steve take his face in those big hands and caress a thumb over his cheek while he presses their lips together. Eddie’s pretty sure he doesn’t move at all, glued to his place on the couch, as if time has continued on around him while he’s stuck there.

They’d been passing a joint back and forth, lazily smoking as they watched reruns of some old show that Wayne liked to put on when Eddie was a kid. It’s not soothing now, like it was back then, but is disharmonious in the background, the only sound in the room other than Steve moving against him as Eddie tries to figure out what’s going on.

When Steve finally pulls back, Eddie still doesn’t feel like he’s breathing. He’s able to take in Steve’s expression before his eyes pop open, the pucker of his lips, the shine to them that could possibly be from Eddie’s mouth. He doesn’t know why he didn’t push Steve away, why he didn’t intervene, but instead let Steve have this moment. All while he sat frozen.

The expression shifts once Steve’s eyes open, turning unbearably soft. His smile is sweet and gentle. He’s probably mellowed out from the weed, but his eyes are focused on Eddie. It’s not an expression Eddie’s used to seeing. It’s close to the one he gives the kids when they’re not paying attention, but not quite the same. Steve’s eyes are raking over his face, like he’s trying to memorize the dips and grooves of Eddie’s. He squirms under the scrutiny. 

“Sorry,” Steve finally says, shaking his head a bit, “I’ve been waiting a long time to do that.” 

He’s turned bashful now. Another expression Eddie’s not used to seeing. His Steve is a sarcastic little shit. He argues with the kids, pulls Robin into wrestling matches that he always wins until Robin starts biting, and carries a nailed up baseball bat in his trunk. Nothing about his Steve is bashful. Except, apparently it is. And something turns in Eddie’s gut. 

He’s made some fatal mistake. Took a wrong turn somewhere and now the car is crashing out of control and he doesn’t know how to stop it. He put that expression on Steve’s face and he doesn’t know how to take it back. 

“Uh-how long?” Eddie asks. He’s not sure why that’s what he says. Morbid curiosity, maybe. But now he’s desperate to know. 

Steve’s jaw shifts, contemplating. “Not sure I had it figured it out then, but probably since you held that bottle to my throat.” 

That seems preposterous. Completely illogical. They barely even knew each other back then outside of the passing monikers slapped on them from their respective cliques in high school. There’s no way that Steve’s wanted to kiss him for that long. 

“Took me a while to pick up on the clues,” Steve laughs self-deprecatingly, rubbing a hand over the back of his neck. “I’ve never had to interpret what it means coming from a guy, so I think I deserve a pass on not getting it for so long.” 

He’s smiling at Eddie again. Not quite as bashful, more teasing, like he’s anticipating Eddie teasing back. But Eddie is still stuck on the kiss. His brain hasn’t caught up to the words coming out of Steve’s mouth. He doesn’t know what clues Steve even means. 

“I’m not sure what to say, Steve,” he hesitantly says when the silence has gone on a beat too long. 

“You don’t have to say anything. We could put our mouths to better use, though,” Steve says, leaning in with a devious glint in his eyes that Eddie’s only seen in passing, in the halls of Hawkins High when he tried to ignore Steve pressing Nancy into her locker and kissing the daylights out of her where anyone could see. 

Eddie finally snaps out of his haze and puts a hand on Steve’s chest, stopping him in his tracks. It’s the first time he’s made any move to stop this from barreling out of control. 

“Steve,” Eddie’s voice sounds strained to his own ears, “wait.” 

“Sorry, was that too fast?” Steve scoots back on the couch, putting some distance between them, but not backing entirely out of Eddie’s space. “I should’ve asked if that was okay, shit.” Worry creases his forehead.

“I-” Eddie takes a steadying breath, “I don’t understand why you did it at all.” 

“Why I kissed you?” Steve tilts his head to the side, that curious golden retriever look. “Because I like you.” His brows furrow. “I thought that was obvious.” 

“But you like girls.” It comes out more a statement, than a question. And it makes Steve look even more perplexed, the smile dipping, becoming more muted. “I saw you with Nancy, you weren’t faking that. Unless you have, like, Oscar worthy acting skills, but I don’t think you’re capable of that.” 

“I do like girls, but I also like guys.” Steve shrugs, says it so casually like he has the whole world figured out and he’s unbothered by how insane that tidbit is to just drop on your unsuspecting friend, even after you kiss them. “Robin helped me figure it out. It’s called being bisexual.”

“Yeah, I know what it’s called, Steve.” Eddie huffs, frustrated with the direction of this conversation. They’re clearly not on the same page here and he’s not sure if he should just spit it out. 

“Then what’s the problem?” Steve shrinks back into the couch, tension creeping into his shoulders.

“That you think I’d want to kiss you.” Maybe it’s better to just lay it all out on the table. Set the record straight here. Eddie’s beating around the bush too much. 

“Y-you don’t want to kiss me? But you’ve been flirting with me for months.” 

“I flirt with everyone, it doesn’t mean anything.” 

“Oh.” 

And Eddie watches how quickly the light disappears from Steve’s face. How quickly the smile fades and turns into a twisted frown. Steve pinches his nose and stands up. “I guess we were both wrong, then.”

[were-wolverine]

things in DC canon i’ll literally never get over

1. dick finds out batman replaced him as robin (without asking him) from the NEWSPAPER and simultaneously finds out bruce adopted a new kid without telling him (to make things worse: bruce didn’t even adopt dick)

2. dick finds out jason died from the newspaper (AGAIN? REALLY BRUCE?) and bruce had the fucking funeral WITHOUT HIM while he was still in space

[hinamie]

congrats on your recovery n all yuuji but unfortunately for you I thought the scars were cool >:/

[flwrstqr]

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𝐋𝐄𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐔𝐍𝐆 you press soft kisses to the same spot on heeseung's jaw, over and over again, making him chuckle, “baby, what’s so special about that spot?” he teases, tilting his head slightly. “i just like it,” you mumble against his skin, smiling. he lets out a soft hum, hand gently wrapping around your waist as he leans in closer, “what about the lips? don’t they deserve some love too?” he asks, his voice soft and teasing. you roll your eyes playfully but lean in to press a kiss to his lips, “happy now?” you grin, and he smirks, “much better, baby.”

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐉𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐆 jay’s eyes widen in surprise as you kiss the same spot on his cheek over and over again. “what are you doing, angel?” he asks, his voice playful as he tilts his head slightly, letting you have your way. you just smile, planting another kiss on that same spot, “just love this spot, that’s all.” he chuckles, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you closer, “well, i guess i can’t complain, can i?” he murmurs, closing his eyes and leaning into your kisses, the warmth of his skin against your lips making your heart flutter.

𝐒𝐈𝐌 𝐉𝐀𝐄𝐘𝐔𝐍 jake laughs softly as you kiss the same spot on his jawline over and over again, each kiss making his smile grow wider. his hand resting gently on your waist. you pull back after a few more kisses, pouting slightly, “my lips hurt now.” he chuckles, tilting his head to meet your eyes, “aw, poor baby.” but then, with a mischievous glint in his eyes, he leans in closer, brushing his nose against yours, “but… can you continue? just a few more?” he whispers, as he gives you that irresistible, boyish grin. you can’t help but laugh, nodding as you lean in to give him one more kiss, “okay, but only because you’re too cute to say no to.”

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐍 "y/n, what are you doing?" sunghoon chuckles, trying to suppress a smile as you kiss the same spot on his jaw repeatedly. "why do you keep kissing me there, hmm?" he teases, tilting his head slightly to give you more access, even though he’s pretending to be annoyed. "i can’t help it, baby, it’s my favorite spot," you murmur against his skin, your lips brushing softly. "you’re gonna drive me crazy, you know that?" he says, but there’s no real frustration in his voice. instead, he pulls you closer, his arms wrapping around your waist

[blackkatdraws2]

[Toon x Mobster] Decisions, decisions...

The toon doubts himself. He knows well the lurking dangers of loving such a man as Gavriel Huffman, the mobster himself told him so.

But letting go of something so dearly beloved and precious will be hard, won't it?

This was drawn on Magma! Real fun website to draw with friends, check it out.

[beaulesbian]

Luffy & Zoro + reunions

The world's greatest swordsman?! The Pirate King would need no less than that on his crew!

+ bonus, one slightly different reunion