#implied angst

[lambbchopped]

i fucking hate them i say with tears in my eyes

[tomriddlehyperfixataion]

Hidden language - Tom Riddle x Reader -short

Tldr; hes not your date to the winter ball, but he dances with you anyway, and while you two dont speak, his eyes say it all.

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His gaze held her own, the brown darkness of his eyes pulled her in. he said a thousand words with nothing but those eyes, the softness, the aching, the yearning he felt for her, and only her.

Her hand clenched around his, swallowing hard as he slowly twisted her around again, her dress swirling around her legs as the orchestra music faded into the background.

All that mattered, was here and now, with him, in his arms, with his eyes on her.

And all the things he didn’t know how to say, and probably never would.

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hi...i dont know, i deleted C.ai again, i hope to regain my writing passion again :(

[ornapink]

wo WOAH! IS THAT ANGST I SEE?

ahahahahahahahahahahahaah ANGST BE UPON YE!!!! Yes this is another wip for MWD erm. congratulations if you guess which comic this scene was from! Currently working extra hard on MWD so I can continue writing my sfawtde fic (I promised myself + everyone reading the fic that I’ll post more chapters once I finish sketching out MWD so IM IN THE TRENCHES NOW WOO!!!)

uh yeah. as for baking base au, we… we don’t talk about it. (Next comic is a wip rn but I’ll be working very on and off with it so.)

anyways this scene is a redraw of one of the fab au comics (in case you’re wondering what comics I’m referring to) so uh yeah! That’s also why sm looks different. (Also fab was made by @fishymom-art please check out fab on her blog I am so serious rn. ALSO CONGRATS FOR GETTING ENGAGED FISHY :DDD)

Okay buh bye now I’ll be off in the trenches getting fried. SEE YALL IN TWO WEEKS

[heartofjasmina]

These ask games are so fun! How about Dabi + incest? With like, a sis or young aunt who may or may not know who he actually is. Like he def knows and thinks she doesn't and she either has no clue or she does but keeps that to herself.

(Sorry and feel free to disregard if that's too weird/dark/not your cup of tea! Still love your work!)

I absolutely will not disregard becasue this is EXACTLY my cup of tea

He couldn't fucking believe his eyes.

You walked into the bar, the same bar he went to to pick up girls and guys looking desperate enough to fuck a walking corpse. His aunt- the woman only 10 years his senior who was the only good fucking memory he had of that hellish place.

You looked good, innocent and sweet and all the things he didn't deserve anymore. You'd filled out from his memories. All lush curves now and empty eyes.

But he was a man now. You wouldn't recognize him, not looking like he did.

Why shouldn't he be selfish?

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You thought there was something vaguely familiar about the guy who came up to you at the bar, all cocky and brash as he eyed you.

"What's a sweet thing like you doing in a bar like this?" It was a shitty pick up line, but he was handsome despite his many scars. Piercings and a long lean body didn't hurt either. And you were lonely, you could admit. Your family had become a hell you wanted to escape- ever since Touya had died the Todorokis were beyond fractured. You barely saw your sister or neices and nephews anymore. You worked, you went out to eat, and you went home.

This bar was just a last ditch attempt to feel something- anything.

He was awkward in the bar, childishly trying to impress you by intimidating other guys, and cocky. All the things you usually talk yourself out of because you know it won't result in anything real. But this time, this guy. Something about the way he touched you- like he was seconds away from begging you to stay- made you feel wanted.

So you let him talk you into bed.

And that was your first mistake. Because the way he touched you at the bar was mild in comparison to the way he devoured you once you were inside your tiny apartment.

He kissed you like you were something precious even as he was ripping off your clothes. Got on his knees like he was going to pray to his god when really he was just nursing from your clit like he never wanted to let go.

You had tears streaming down your cheeks from cumming so hard and he hadn't even fucked you yet.

When he was balls deep inside you, you clung to him. He let you was the surprising thing. Even though he fucked you nasty and messy, letting his balls slap against your ass as you creamed on his cock, he let you hold onto him like he was your boyfriend or something.

"Best pussy I ever fucked, might have to fucking keep you," he growled in your ear like he knew it would make you cum again.

"Messy girl- you gonna let me cream you on the first date?" He laughed when your immediate answer was yes.

It went on all night, round after round of him folding you in half and stuffing you full until you were dripping his cum onto your sheets.

It wasn't till the next morning when he tried to sneak out that you realized where you knew him from.

You watched him get dressed in his dark clothes, noticing the birthmark on his hip bone. The same one you used to blow raspberries on when he was a toddler and you were only 14 yet an aunt somehow.

As he left his number on your nighstand and slipped out the door, you tried to reason with yourself why you should get rid of the scrap of paper.

But deep down you knew it was too late. You were already craving his touch, his tongue, his cock.

You entered the number into your phone and told yourself you were mistaken.

Anyone could have that birthmark.

Right?

[flankerclinger0a]

I got lazy at the end my bad :/

Will Guest remember the fact that he got sent to another universe and met its version of Elliot and god?

I dunno 🤷

Uh anyways-

RETURN TO THE LIVING

[a3stheticcc]

Hey 14 year old Parker! What your favorite spot in town?

A bit of hidden angst?? And lore (of my ver of what happened inbetween Step 1 & 2)

Also trying a chibi style for answering questions! Bit silly I tried it for the first time on one of the most angstiest step of Azzy :P But what do yall think??

[sonusprime]

ART CHALLENGE!

Recreate the Jordan River scene but with your OC's/Fav duo/OTP

@blo0st4r @smg3fanx1000000 @ledoodlestuff 😌😌😌😌😌😌😌😌😌

[v3sag4rtis]

The Three Words I Reserved for Thee, My Dearest Dorian.

- Tybalt's Last letter to Dorian Sirio Rosamel.

Are you trying to kill me like I'm Tybalt or Mercutio, @leovaldezmademetrans/@writershoard???