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mishoarts · 28 days

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COULD Y'ALL PLEASE SLOW DOWN THE RATE

HOW THE F#ÇK CAN WRITE THIS FAST??

I'VE ALREADY SEEN LIKE 20 FICS IN LESS THAN A WEEK

AND NOW THERE IS A WAR???!

(I'm trying to keep up with the sbg tag but if you keep posting alot at once I won't be able to read them)

YOU STILL GOT TWO OTHER WEEKS SAVE SOME FICS FOR LATER💀

Please don't go crazy don't let the long pause end you

#school bus graveyard #sbg #sbg (webtoon)#PLEASE #you guys are amazing and all #But have some mercy #Everyone is suddenly writers #This break is breaking you all #I'm a little mad cuz I don't have that much free time to join #Angsters #ESPECIALLY THOSE TWO MORONS #Jk no hate love your things 🫶

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eclipixnova · 1 month

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make saki angst that doesnt mention tsukasa. like at all. or just saki angst that doesn't involve tsukasa he can be mentioned or apart of the story

make saki angst. THAT ISNT ABOUT HER FUCKING DYING AND TSUKASA BEING SAD AND TAKING THE SPOTLIGHT

#project sekai #fandom complaint #saki tenma #tsukasa tenma #i had to. i hate you tsukasa angsters #I HATE YOU TSUKASA ANGSTERS NOT EVERYTHING IS ABT TSUKASA WHEN IT COMES TO THE TENMAS/nm #this is a cry for help #can someone give me saki angst fics like this please #this is not me being mean btw all your fics are cool keep writting em!!#we just need something different is all!#(had to add tags sorry to everyone :sob:)

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womp-womp-waa · 28 days

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While they were speeding to the hospital, Tyler in Taylor's and their mums arms. Taylor hadn't spoken since she screamed Tyler's name. Only tears. Only quiet sobs. Nothing but absolute despair. Taylor's fear of losing her other half, if Tyler died she wouldn't know what to do with herself. How could she and mum live? They always relied on Tyler, maybe too much. Maybe if she didn't rely do much on him, they wouldn't be speeding down to the hospital now. Through tears she kept on repeating a silent pray in her head

'Please let him live'

#ANGSTER #WE MUST SURVIVE THE WAR #How tf did we start a war #Like what???#tyler hernandez #taylor hernandez #sbg taylor #sbg tyler #schoolbus graveyard #school bus graveyard #school bus graveyard webtoon #school bus graveyard angst #sbg #sbg (webtoon)

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arcaneafterhours · 27 days

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this close to joining the war this close this close this close

#as an angster or a fluff revolutioner #decisions decisions #school bus graveyard webtoon #sbg #school bus graveyard

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skyloftian-nutcase · 8 months

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Inconvenient (LU in Healthcare War Era)

Sicktember Prompt 15 – Sick in an inconvenient place

This wasn’t ideal.

Everything about the mission was steadily unraveling. The objective had gotten more complicated. The timing was taking longer. The team had split up more than they’d intended.

And Link could feel the shivers of a fever falling over him. It had to be a fever – he felt too warm in such a cold, damp cave system.

The Champions had been sent to infiltrate an enemy base. Their job was to cripple the central command just before General Impa (Link still was thrown off by the fact that their go-to military intelligence officer, Zelda’s friend, shared a name with one of the biggest generals in the army) led her army for the assault. They originally had planned on parachuting in, but the plane that Link, Mipha, and Daruk had been on was shot down. Revali, Zelda, and Urbosa had made it to the drop zone, leaving the team already split more than it needed to be. Zelda had further divided them when they’d made contact since their intel had been a little off – Revali would provide sniper support for Urbosa, who would make her way in through the initial weak point they’d identified. Daruk would take out the secondary base outside the citadel that they hadn’t known about, eliminating a security system that was in place. Meanwhile, Link and Mipha would enter the citadel through the caverns below, which had been their original backup if they couldn’t make it to the drop zone.

They’d swam for almost an hour in frigid waters to get to the damp cave system that Mipha had memorized. Link hadn’t thought much of it until he’d remembered the sore throat he’d had yesterday. After their excursion it had blossomed, making him barely able to talk and snaking a stiffness and ache into his shoulders and head.

And he was shivering. But the water on him was now perspiration. He was frigid and blazing hot at the same time.

Of all the times to get freaking sick.

Thankfully the cave system wasn’t really guarded – there would be a pair of soldiers at the entrance to the citadel itself. They had originally intended to reach the point just below the central command center and plant detonators, but Daruk was the explosives expert and he had been redirected. Mipha could still get them there, and Link was more than happy to set off some bombs, but he didn’t have as much arsenal as their bombastic teammate.

“Zelda hadn’t exactly been specific,” Mipha said worriedly as she held her rifle more tightly. “Daruk has most of the explosives; I don’t think we can actually get into the command center without him.”

Link was thankful he was usually a pretty quiet guy. His lack of response was entirely due to his insanely sore throat, but Mipha wasn’t going to question it due to his silent nature.

She did make a good point, though. Zelda had to adapt the plan to fit the circumstances, but all she’d covered was their entry. They were on radio silence now and they still had to meet at the command center.

Link swallowed and then grimaced at the pain that brought. He bit back a moan, pausing when Mipha stopped at an intersection.

“The command center is down this corridor,” Mipha said carefully. “But the main entrance that actually accesses the citadel is to the right. Which way should we go?”

Fewer explosives meant less likelihood of breaching the command center. Taking the route that fed into the streets of the citadel meant less likelihood of surviving to get to the command center.

Well, the original objective had been to bomb the command center itself. Link could probably jury rig something to make the explosives more effective. Or they could at least attempt to make entry. At least if they stuck to the original plan, they’d be in the right spot. They could potentially secure the command center long enough for the rest of the team to get there.

Or they’d die waiting for backup.

Link bit his lip uncertainly. He didn’t like this. He wished Zelda had been specific with her orders. Then again, she hadn’t changed their orders in particular. He shouldn’t be overthinking it, then.

Link pointed towards the corridor that led to the command center. Mipha took a steadying breath and nodded. The pair marched ahead in silence, though it was beginning to be punctuated by a steadily growing wheeze developing in Link’s chest. At first, Mipha didn’t notice it, too focused on remembering the path they needed to take, but when Link had to bite back a cough and only halfway succeeded, she looked at him worriedly.

“Link… are you okay?” she asked.

Link nodded hastily. This was not the time to be focusing on this. However, Mipha was not only his dearest friend, but also the medic of the group. Her gaze lingered on him too long, and he finally gave up, saying hoarsely, “I don’t feel good. But we have a mission to complete, Mipha. Let’s go.”

He should’ve known better than to say this. Mipha immediately hesitated. “Maybe we should—”

“No.” He hissed. “Let’s—go.”

The one good thing about Mipha’s gentle nature was that she wasn’t big on arguing. She watched him worriedly a moment longer and the nodded. “Yes, you’re right. I’m sorry.”

Great. Now he felt awful in every way possible.

They continued in silence until they reached the point in question. Link bit back another cough, stumbling a hair with a dizzy spell. Mipha watched him, eyes glistening with concern, but she didn’t dare say anything. Link felt guilt coil in his gut alongside nausea. Together the pair set up the explosives, though with some help from Link they managed to climb the walls so they could put the bombs closer to the ceiling of the cave.

Surprisingly, the amount of bombs were still enough. Surprisingly, Link could blink and shake his head through his dizzy spells enough to actually still shoot well. Thankfully, Mipha had his back. And by the grace of heaven above, the rest of the team made it in time. The command center was destroyed, enemies killed, officers captured, and they met up with the army in time for the assault. The mission was a success.

Link was so relieved he could pass out. Or maybe—maybe he had? Why was he on his back all of a sudden?

“What is that idiot doing? We have to go!” He heard Revali grumble.

“Link’s sick, I’m sure of it!” Mipha said worriedly, and her face came into his vision, albeit a little blurry. “Link, can you hear me?”

Link grunted as best a response as he could, but by heaven, he suddenly had no energy.

“This isn’t good,” Zelda noted, a tremble to her tone. “We have to get him out of here.”

Something wrapped around his arm and squeezed it. A blood pressure cuff. Mipha was taking his vitals. He reached haphazardly with his other hand, hand tangling in Mipha’s silky hair, trying to reassure her.

This really wasn’t ideal.

Something plopped onto his face. It was cold and wet. Then another. And another. He shivered. He was burning up, though, so it was kind of nice.

Rain. It was rain. It was raining.

The ground shook hard, and something else plopped onto his face. It was much harder, firmer, and not moist at all. It cut his face and made him flinch. Dust and rock, debris from explosions.

The assault.

“I can update the general,” Urbosa offered. “Revali can cover me.”

“Yes… right,” Zelda agreed halfheartedly, unfocused. “I… No. No, I have to update the general. Revali, work on contacting command to get us out of here. Urbosa, Daruk, watch Mipha and Link.”

“We should move,” Daruk suggested as another explosion shook the area.

Link felt the ground disappear, instead hovering in a strong hold before being shoved up against a warm, muscular chest. Daruk must have been carrying him.

This was just embarrassing now, but he was honestly too addled to protest. Instead, he coughed so hard he felt like he could cough up his entire lung. He almost threw up from the effort.

“What’s his status, Mipha?”

“Tachycardic, has a fever, but his blood pressure is holding steady for now. He can’t stay here, though.”

Link’s mind snapped back into clarity as he heard Mipha gasp and bullets peppered the area. Daruk’s pace picked up, he heard Urbosa firing back at whoever was attacking them, and Link immediately started squirming.

“Not now, brother,” Daruk insisted, his hold tightening, nearly squeezing the air out of Link’s struggling lungs.

Link fought regardless, managing to slip a hand into the holster on his hip. He could just see over Daruk’s shoulder, he could just see the enemy soldiers approaching. He couldn’t get a good angle with the pistol while he was being held, though.

Mipha turned around, cold determination on her face, and managed to get a head shot on the closest soldier. Urbosa took out the rest.

“Evac will be available to us back at the general’s position,” Revali’s voice came over the earpieces everyone wore.

“Can we make it to the general’s location?” Mipha asked worriedly.

“We’ll make it,” Urbosa answered firmly, though not without a touch of kindness. “Don’t worry.”

Link wiggled in Daruk’s grip once more, though with far less conviction as exhaustion overtook him. “I—can—help.”

“Can you run?” Urbosa asked.

Link nodded, biting back a cough. Daruk hesitated, but a glare from Urbosa made him relinquish his grip on the younger soldier, and Link found himself unsteadily standing once more. Mipha immediately took his hand, squeezing it tightly.

“Stay with me,” she advised worriedly. “I’ll protect you.”

Link swallowed, giving her a reassuring smile as he reached for his pistol with his right hand. The group started making their way to the periphery of the battlefield, ducking low to avoid attention. This battle was no longer theirs, after all – they had accomplished their goal. The army would handle the rest.

When mortar fire rocked their world, creating cavernous holes in the earth around them, Link and Mipha both fell, slamming into the ground. His ears were ringing, dust in his lungs as he struggled to breathe, and suddenly everything went black.

It didn’t last long, though. Or at least he didn’t think it did? Though he wasn’t entirely sure what wasn’t supposed to last long. The mission—they’d completed it, right?

Mission. Yeah. Yeah, they’d finished it. And then the fight. Good grief, his head was pounding.

Link opened his eyes blearily, distinctly aware that the world around him was bouncing, his head bobbing against something firm couched in softness, a strange blend that warmed his neck while the rest of him shivered on a cold, hard bed of sorts. He heard an engine revving, and his brain hazily put the pieces together that he was riding in the bed of a truck. Based on how dark it was, it was likely a covered troop carrier.

A leg. His head was resting on a leg. That’s what it was.

Wait, he’d been on a battlefield—

Blinking in the darkness, Link immediately focused his vision and nearly shot to his feet, but a quiet, gentle voice caught his attention.

“—right, Link. You’re fine. We got out.”

“Mipha?” he asked, coughing and grimacing at how bad he sounded.

Mipha smiled down at him, amber eyes glistening with relief. “Yes, I’m here. It’s good to see you awake. You’re safe, Link. We made it to the evac point. They’re taking us to the LZ now.”

A thought nagged at him. “’m sorry I was rude before.”

Mipha blinked. “You—what?”

“During the mission.”

“Oh, Link,” Mipha sighed with a small laugh. “It’s all right. I know you wanted to complete the mission.”

“You were worried, though.”

“Yes, I was. But we weren’t in a position to do much about it. You were right.”

Link sighed, feeling the wheeze escape his chest as he did so. Mipha’s hand slid into his, calloused, thin fingers caressing his own. The pair shared a smile as their ride bounced through the desert. Link glanced around and saw his teammates all sitting in various states of exhaustion, but alive and well. Zelda had fallen asleep with her head on Urbosa’s shoulder while Daruk was needling Revali, who seemed irritated about something. They were all okay.

Link felt his body relax in relief. They had successfully completed their mission, and everyone was safe. Whatever illness he’d decided to catch had chosen the worst time to wreak havoc, but they’d made it nonetheless. He shifted a little to get more comfortable with Mipha and then drifted off, safe in her care. A last, wishful thought passed through his mind.

Someday… someday we can end this and we can all just be together and be safe. No war, no constant anxieties… someday.

Someday.

#for some reason ao3 isn't letting me add this to the story so I guess it'll just be published here for now #writing #sicktember #lu in healthcare #lu in healthcare war era #lu wild #wild angsters come get your soup

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cinnamoncountess · 1 year

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Controversial thoughts on the complicated "triangle" that is Ramiro/Ángel/Krester

I have a few thoughts on Ángel's and Ramiro's last interaction (1x07):

This is a controversial take, I know. I absolutely adore Ramiro, even though I do think he isn't a saint either (just like anyone on this ship, let's be honest). But Ramiro deserves praise. Especially for what he's been through with his love for Ángel. That being said, I really doubt Ángel reciprocates his feelings. Even though in the end he acknowledges Ramiro's gentle personality and the truthfulness of his thoughts. This doesn't feel like a love confession in a romantic sense to me. I rather see it as a sincere apology on behalf of Ángel for putting Ramiro through this galore of pain and heartbreak with his previous cheating asshole behaviour, but also a confirmation that Ángel can't help it. It's just the way he's 'built', naturally, systematically and maybe because he has stronger feelings for a different person and these are shining through from somewhere deep inside his core. I firmly believe Ángel's feelings for Krester root deeper, are more genuine and Ángel can't just snap these senses off in favour for Ramiro and the way this simulation is supposed to play out. I'd say Ángel probably realizes (in his conscious simulation-mind) that Ramiro would probably be the better match. Most times you can't choose the person you truly love.

It becomes clear within the last dialogue shared between them:

Ángel: "I never understood why you fell in love with someone like me." -> I believe Ángel truly doesn't understand and most likely feels awful about everything he did to him. Hell, to no extent did he treat Ramiro the way he deserved to be treated.

Ángel: "You are the gentlest, most loyal man I've ever met." -> This is such an affectionate remark. Yet to me it feels more like something a man would say to his dearest friend or confidante. Not necessarily lover. Especially given the context and embedded in what he says afterwards -

Ángel: "And you were right." -> Ramiro also claimed Ángel cheated on him, which I feel Angel also confirms with this statement.

Ángel: "You're better off without me." -> It's probably the first time Ángel acts selflessly towards Ramiro, but he sets his lover free instead of claiming his love (*cough* because he knows that he can't reciprocate it the way Ramiro would deserve it).

[Notice how Ramiro pleads for Ángel to not leave him, calling him 'my love', whereas Ángel doesn't call him anything affectionate]

Ángel: "I'm scared." -> Strange. Even though Ramiro is with him and Ángel should feel that he dies in safety, in the arms of his supposed great love, his life in this simulation ends in discomfort. Which makes me ponder...

#1899 #1899 spoilers #ángel #krester #ramiro #angster #welcome to my weird think tank

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artgroves · 2 years

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Nothing Said

Words: @theeemdash Art: @artgroves Rating: M Fandom: MCU, Captain America (Movies) Relationships: Bucky/Steve Word Count: 8.3K Tags: Stranded, Canon Divergence, Pining, Angst with a Happy Ending, Summary: There’s always been another war, another reason for Steve to keep his feelings to himself and keep moving on. For all his wishes to do things differently, he never figured out how. Which is why following Fury to the moon, passing on the shield, and leaving Bucky to discover himself seemed like the right answer. When Steve gets caught in a force field surrounding a crumbling civilization, he starts to realize everything he thought was wrong.

Read on AO3 for @capreversebb

#stucky #Steve on the Moon #caprbb 2022 #bucky barnes #steve rogers #masterpost #listen #i'm all about the Steve angst you know?#here's a heaping spoonful for you other Steve angsters out there

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mishoarts · 1 month

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I would like to give my huge thanks to @moonbiine and @womp-womp-waa for giving me content because for the past two days I've been doing nothing but reblogging their posts

#Thank u angsters #I was sick and too lazy to write a post #Hope you're ok with me tagging you randomly like that #And I'm already supposed to be studying more but I need to keep up with you all #school bus graveyard #sbg

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awwsd · 1 year

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I’ve decided Ángel’s love language is gift giving, so he’s just turning up with trinkets to give Krester, who is in turn making confused danish noises

#awwsd thoughts #1899 krester #ángel 1899 #angster

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flaim-ita · 1 year

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Natsumi Hikari is genuinely one of the only if not THE only female lead in a Rider who feels like a coprotagonist (others on this list, but slightly lower: Yuri Kiva, Tackle, Mai Gaim, and Hiyori Kabuto. This is not a ranking of their treatment just their roles)

Like she is definitely our POV character but while most of the time non-Main POVs fade out… she doesn’t. She is consistently our window into Tsukasa. And she can take his bullshit and argue against it in equal measure.

She is the center character of the final form arc for fuck’s sake!

Of course she is the only one who can kill Decade. Even if he lets her. Because they both know he gave his life to her already.

(She has just as much depression and terror as fate creeps closer, if not more, than Tsukasa shows.)

The reason he managed to grown during All-Riders Vs Dai-Shocker is because she MADE HIM THINK. The only reason she could move forward on World of Nega was—

Oh, not Tsukasa. HERSELF, from this World. That is how she works as a character. She is just as much of a lens as Tsukasa, sees things he doesn’t from the heroes they help but most of all Natsumi Hikari can understand Tsukasa, and Yuusuke, and Daiki, and their whole tragic mess of a fate because she is Decade’s storyteller. That’s why she has to kill him. She has to end his story before it begins.

Natsumi is just fascinating.

She is the “normal one”. Except that her grandfather is Dai-Shocker. She is good except she too is rude and unsure. She is the one who ended it except that Tsukasa let her, and yet she brings him back anyways.

Anyways I love Natsumi actually. A lot of positives come down to the whole “one of like 3 female Riders pre-20… oh. God. 2016 or so? Who did not die.” And “killed the main Rider” which, while they are certainly accomplishments, they do not even begin to grasp how narratively and in-universe (which it’s Decade, those two things are the same here) she is significant to every single aspect of the show.

#kamen rider #hikari natsumi #flaim rambles #kamen rider decade #hc angster

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tscsunlover · 2 years

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I kinda didn’t want them to meet until twp but I am hoping this meeting makes twp angster

#is angster a word?#it is now #kit herondale #the dark artifices #tda #the wicked powers #sobh #ty blackthorn #tsc #twp #secrets of blackthorn hall #cassandra clare #kit x ty #shadowhunters #the shadowhunter chronicles #kitty

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skyloftian-nutcase · 9 months

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Ooo, I’m getting war era Wild vibes for one of these sicktember prompts 👀 teehee

#I know you Wild Angsters have been lurking in the shadows #Waiting for me to torment healthcare wild

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