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|| Day 9: Rare Pair ||
a very rare pair Ive found myself liking a lot, very little content, unfortunately :'] Idk how to explain it but I think they work in certain context plus its canon they've known each other since WWII
I made a few doodles, but I couldn't choose which one I liked so I uploaded them all lol
#I blame Xmen: Evolution#Operation: Rebirth introduced me to this as a possible pair and I love the potential#That ending is what really made me ship them#Plus how they've described each other in the very few cases they have worked together#Crying TM#Cringevember#cringetober#drawing challenge#Marvel#MCU#Marvel Captain America#Captain America#Marvel Wolverine#Wolverine#Logan Howlett#james howlett#Steve Rogers#CaptainClaws#??#I call them StarClaws#StarClaws#There's so little content it makes me sad#You can count the Fics on your hand#Theres like 2 peices of fanart not made by me#crying inside#Cant find content? Fine I'll make it myself#I have a lot of Headcannons#Some are a little OOC but its my mental illness I get to choose what gives me seratonin
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am i back in my zombie era, the answer is yes.
#( out of character. )#idk about you guys but i watched ep1 of my fave lil live action game moment#crying tm#work has killed me otherwise buT#wow.#yesterday i passed out from exhaustion but today i am Awake
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Vulcan teen on Vulcan [tiktok] saying "I have just lost track of my father in the grocery store." The camera turns to show the viewers the grocery store in which almost every single older middle-aged man has a bowlcut and long robes. Camera turns back to show the teen's face which is expressionless and yet communicates all it needs to.
#vulcans#I don't think all Vulcans dress the same and headcanon that there's a buunch of different styles on Vulcan#BUT I DO think that older middle aged men flock together regardless of species#and that it's funny that Vulcan has like The Vulcan Hair[tm] - why'd they do that to themselves HEHEHE you're lucky your dad's telepathic#I really wanna see fashion subcultures for other plaaaanets in star trek#I wanna see Klingon Goth#I wanna see fashion styles specific to that species because of that species' culture#like how we have niche niche fashion trends#the other day I thought about it being Vulcan counterculture to do your makeup as if you've been crying#popular with teens but adults do NOT like it
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【Be a carefree flying bird】
#arcane season 2#arcane s2#arcane spoilers#911 spoilers#arcane powder#jinx arcane#jinx big sister#jinx and isha#jinx and vi#isha arcane#arcane league of legends#arcane season two#isha and jinx#jinx league of legends#jinx#Isha#vi arcane#vi pit fighter#caitvi#trending#sad#pain#trauma tm#Im literally crying rn#jayvik
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Ahaha.wav
#Umineko#Umineko whenh they cry#umineko no naku koro ni#Umineko Beatrice#battler ushiromiya#Umineko Battler#ahaha.wav#Umineko fanart#when they cry#beatrice the golden witch#my blog is turning into The Umineko Show (tm)
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Let him cry.
Taskmaster s18e07 SPOILERS
#Let him cry.#greg davies#alex horne#little alex horne#andy zaltzman#taskmaster#taskmaster uk#tm#tm gif#spoilers#taskmaster spoilers#Taskmaster s18e07
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Reading "The Never-Ending Sacrifice" together makes the experience somewhat bearable. 😌
#“julian slowly learning kardasi by reading it out loud to garak”-trope my beloved#two guys...chilling on a sofa...zero feet apart cause they're gay TM🌞🙂💫#may i offer you some comfort art in these reaaallyy trying times#i like to imagine garak would allow himself to move more freely (like fidgeting with his hair) when he's around julian#cause he feels (mostly) safe around him - so cute i'm gonna go cry now#bi twink x disaster lizard man 🤲#garashir#idiots in love#star trek fanart#star trek#star trek deep space nine#deep space nine#star trek ds9#ds9#elim garak/julian bashir#elim garak#julian bashir#artists on tumblr#fanart#digital art#otp: especially the lies
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Had to do my version of this meme with these two
Ford's got big bambi eyes, fight me
#stanford pines#billford#gravity falls#bill cipher#my art#my fanart#everytime I draw Ford before The Horrors (tm) I wanna cry#he was so full of wonder#bitterness and ego too#but he really was just starving for conection#he was so young and innocent(ish) onceee
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🪞 Fallen angel... who do you see staring back from the Mirror? 🪞
(ID: Kirby series fanart of Galacta Knight and my personal interpretation of his Mirror World counterpart. GK hovers above facing slightly to our left, his feathery wings spread wide, shaded in lilac and tipped with gilded wing talons, a swallow-like tail visible. He holds his shield forward in his left hand (our right) and his lance to the side in his right (our left), a single magenta eye leering at the viewer through the visor of his mask. A halo of heart spears floats and shines angelically behind his horns. Below him, M!GK hovers in the same pose but flipped horizontally and without the halo. Visually, M!GK has mostly the same features as GK, with his color palette being darker and less saturated (dusty purple body, dark gray armor, gray mask, maroon lance, rose-gold horns and weapons accents). His eyes are not visible in the shadow of his mask, but there are signs of erosion running down the metal surface in rusty orange lines, almost like tear tracks. Instead of feathery wings, M!GK has wings composed of jagged shards of pink crystal, glittering and lit from within by a luminous glow. A few pale feathers can still be seen peeking out from his back. END ID.)
Hey, so... what if... I went a little insane for a minute? What if I just... concepted a character... for the sequel... to an AU... I've told no one about... and haven't even finished writing yet? What if I then... pulled the salt shaker labeled "ANGST" out of the pantry and just... unscrewed the cap all over this poor lad? Oh, and Galacta Knight's here, too, I guess.
Sketch started 02/21/24, render started 03/01/24, finished 03/06/24, updated for color correction 11/02/24. | Kintsugi AU Masterpost
#veins art#veins ocs#veins fanart#kirby series#kirby#galacta knight#original character#oc#kirby oc#mirror galacta knight#<- (note that I don't claim to own the concept of M!GK itself - just this specific interpretation of him)#AU#kintsugi au#I'm having Ideas(TM)#me concepting: “hmm...how could I possibly hurt him more?”#“oh easy. by taking away his wings and putting his own crystal prison in their place! :D”#me realizing I have to actually draw said wings: *suffering*#I mean I guess they came out alright in the end but *frustrated goblin noises*#regular GK still gets to be the Bastard of All Time tho - at least in this version#he also can be a li'l extra and have some gold wing claws as a treat :3#how many eons do you think it takes to cry through your own mask?#*pounds fists on table* Rose! Gold! Horns! ROSE! GOLD! HORNS!#buh okay I need to stop looking at this thing for a minute - I'm gonna conk out now see ya'll tomorrow honk shoo mimimi#swallow tailed galacta knight#<- (inspired by starflungwaddledee)#angst tw#veinsfullofstars
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WE CAN LIGHT UP THE WORLD HERE'S HOW TO START: GREET THE WORLD WITH OPEN ARMS, GREET THE WORLD WITH OPEN ARMS
YOU RELY ON WIT AND PEOPLE DIE ON IT
ATHENAAA!
#OH MY GODDDDDD#HE RELIES ON WIT *AND* HE GREETS IT WITH OPEN ARMS#BUT HES NOT OPENING HIS ARMS TO THE THING POLITES WANTED HIM TO#HES OPENING HIS ARMS TO EVERYTHING SHE TOLD HIM TO BE#“im the monster athena ive killed so many people please i just want to go home”#athena very near crying:#athena#odysseus#eurylochus#polites#love in paradise#wisdom saga#epic tm#epic the musical#open arms
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Die Alone: The Coruscant Guard Christmas Special
All‘s calm and quiet on Coruscant, for once - the Senate‘s either gone home to celebrate the universally beloved Xeshmas with their closest, or is attending the annual festive bash at the Spakatomi Splaza buildings, sponsored by Chandrila. At 79’s, a horde of merry Commanders get together to bask in the Xeshmas spirit (red, green and white shots) and celebrate another year survived. But wait, Bacara groans into someone’s boots only thirty minute into their jolly bash, where the kriff is Fox? Ignored the invite again?
A strange feeling comes over Cody. He spent the entire day brooding, telling everyone who would listen that he has the strangest sensation of having forgotten something important and being told it can’t be that important if he’s forgotten it (Wooley) or to quit being such a partypooper (Rex). Now, it dawns on him.
He never sent that comm to Fox.
To be entirely fair, Fox probably couldn’t have attended either way - stuck as he is as the singular vod on babysitting shift at the empty Senate building. Still, it would’ve been nice to at least hear from some of the others, considering he saw them all loiter towards the clubbing district on security cams anyways. Now, here he sits and gathers dust - as a glorified secretary while his brothers are off partying or on security detail at Spakatomi Splaza.
Fox heaves a deep sigh and traces expletives in the thin film of dust on the reception desk. One positive of this whole thing - for once, he’s safe from being accosted and having slurs thrown at him by uppity senate staff, or, Force forbid, being called on a special mission by the Chancellor. He’s safely in his Nubian mansion by now, thank the Galaxy.
Thire and Ballsy are heading the party security, which, most ridiculous kriffing thing he’s had to assign troopers to in a long time. He would’ve doomed himself to it, but the Chancellor specially requested he man the desks and empty Senate. Fox is, after all, the best of the best.
Kriffing Xeshmas parties. Mothma, who’s usually capable of critical thought, specially requested they be in softshell for this assignment - to make their guests feel more comfortable and off the clock, she told Fox with a completely straight face.
Imagine that. Off the clock. Hah.
Fox is so busy watching the imaginary off-time he’s only heard of in dreams that he doesn’t even register the sudden plunge into darkness, until he starts to blink and his brain slowly comes back online.
Well, kriff.
With a heavy, internalized eyeroll, he flicks at his vambrace. Nothing. Taps for the light-controls. Nothing. Pokes at the screens of various pads.
Nothing.
…double-kriff.
With a much more external sigh, Fox heaves himself to his feet and attempts to manually flick on his helmet lights, only to grunt out a string of curses when he realizes they shorted out along with everything else. He gropes at his belt and -
Yup, magpack on the blaster too. Great.
Fox trudges through the empty, darkened corridors with all the enthusiasm of the world’s saddest glorified customer service worker, mentally cursing all the great forces at work to create this extraordinarly shit day for him.
Mothma for throwing stupid kriffing Xeshmas parties and requesting an unreasonable amount of softshell (!) Guard for it.
Palpatine for ordering him to babysit the Galaxy’s center of operations alone.
Cody and all the rest of them for not even kriffing pretending to invite him to anything anymore.
This stupid kriffing generator for deciding to kick it at the worst possible moment, and whoever was stupid enough to make the whole Senate power grid and comm access dependent on one single kriffing -
Fox freezes, all at once.
Voices. Plural. Outside.
Slowly, Fox creeps towards the slide doors leading outside. He pries them open gently, careful not to allow for a single creak or slip that could give him away. It’s more likely to be nothing than anything, but -
“ - enter from the trash chute, while Bossk takes the staff entrance on the other side and cover more ground that way. Bane, you will screw off the vent covers through the third floor exit and -“
“I know what I’m doing”, a deep, gravelly voice interrupts that sends shivers down Fox’ spine. He’d hoped he’d never have to encounter it outside a criminal court recording again - triple kriff. “I don’t need your lectures, Sing.”
“Touchy today, are we?”, Aurra Sing says, snidely, and it begins to dawn on Fox exactly how kriffed he really is. “Relax, Bane. We know what we’re doing. The Chancellor’s treasury doesn’t stand a chance in Sith-hell.”
A low, vibrating hiss answers her, trembling with laughter. Fox has to force himself to hold his breath to keep in the expletives that want to slip free, hands cold and clammy in his gloves.
“Alright, everyone on position. We wait an hour for the commotion to really get started over at Spakatomi, and then -“
Deciding he’s heard enough, Fox carefully shifts the sliding doors back closed and inches back through the hallways with his heart hammering in his chest. Kriff, kriff and double-kriff this stupid kriffing holiday - first thing he’s doing when he gets out of this alive is outlaw the very idea of Xeshmas for all acting GAR personnel, and then he’s going to shove a Nabooian fir-tree up the ass of Jango Fett’s kriffing ghost, because somehow, this too is his fault. Fox just knows it.
First, though, he’ll have to keep three of the Galaxy’s most infamous and deadly bounty hunters from stealing Republic secrets and treasures on his own.
(Somewhere, among the debris-littered ring of planetary satellites, a string of increasingly desperate comms waits to go through:
CC-4477: FOX
CC-4477: FOX HELP
CC-4477: FOOOOOOOX
CC-4477: THERE ARE SEPPIE TERRORISTS IN THE LOBBY THEY ARE BEATING UP ORGANA
CC-4477: I AMN HIDNG I TOLET
CC-4477: Sorry for that, Commander. The situation is back under control - I have acquired a bomb. I‘m sure you‘re right outside with the others setting up a perimeter - I‘ll keep the hostages safe, ori‘vod! :) -Thire)
#i had an outline to make a full fic out of this but i have barely enough spoons to brush my teeth on the daily so not happening LMAO#spakatomi splaza: space nakatomi plaza#mon mothma inviting the guard to a special party just for them: oh don‘t worry! just come as you are without the work stress it‘ll be fun!#fox who is having an entirely different conversation in a very depressing dimension: everyday senators find new ways to test my will to live#cody screaming crying: WE FORGOT FOX#cue subplot of immense damage to public property as all command class clones on coruscant go on a highspeed chase through coruscant#they stop halfway bcs they turned their comms back on and got ordered to spakatomi splaza#where anakin is obviously having a menty b about padme being one of the hostages#thire aka close enough welcome back john mcclane has it all well under control though#especially once thorn and stone drive one of mas amedda’s private limo speeders through the side door and steal all the hostages#meanwhile aurra sing bossk and cad bane find themselves wishing for prison back#at least they wouldn‘t be locked in with a feral fox and the senate broom closet supplies being used to commit unspeakable acts of terror#bossk gets nailed on the head by a boiling teakettle as well as five bricks#cad bane‘s hat gets burned off in a boobytrap and he remains stuck to an elevator shaft for an hour before todo frees him#and aurra sing electrocuted when she attempts to turn off ‘rockin’ around the xeshmas tree’#i have this mental image of fox waving down at a screaming horde of bountyhunters before cutting the elevator cord cackling wildly#and yoda gets an emotional grandpa moment where the Force tm tells him to abandon the active terrorist threat at spakatomi and go off to#save fox instead#wipes tear from eye#and that’s how the corries saved xeshmas!#palpatine probably gets murdered by like a stray boobytrap fox forgot or something and gets the buzz end scream moment before imploding in#a black cloud of nasty lmao#sw tcw fic ideas#corrie guard#commander fox#commander thire
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wait wait wait i cant believe i forgot to post this
this is a call to to all people who are both fans of HC and WH, if you are one of them i fucking love you
#noel levine#henrietta warhol#hello charlotte#i know this is a bit of a dead meme but#for anyone who doesn't know it's “draw your two comfort characters as this”#anri is my namesake and noel is the one who has taken over my entire head so it fits#also: anri would buly the fuck out of noel#noel would get bullied by a teenager and cry#i think noel and charles have a lot in common actually but thats for another day#sorry to all the non hc fans on this blog#also yes#he IS that much taller than her#bisexuals#they both have The Bang(tm)#drawings
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Stiles sits in the front row at the funeral.
He’s next to Mellisa, who hasn’t been able to stop crying since she got the news. Stiles’ dad had organized the whole thing, talking with the funerary home and picking up the coffin and the arrangements. He’d only asked Melissa what she wanted on the headstone.
Raphael had showed up the day after. For the first time in his life, he’d looked a mess, hair everywhere and clothes wrinkled as he stormed into the house asking what had happened to his son, tears already gathering in his eyes before he even got a look at Melissa’s face. Stiles hadn’t made fun of him. Stiles hadn’t said anything at all. Raphael sits on Melissa’s other side now, and she grips his hand tight enough it turns white. He hasn’t been back for five years.
God, Scott hadn’t seen his had for five years, and now he’s dead. Scott’s dead.
Stiles thinks it still hasn’t sunk in. He’s in the middle of his best friend’s funeral - it’s closed casket because his body was so mangled up that the EMPs could barely recognize him. Stiles had heard his dad on the phone with one of his deputies talking about it, before he’d realized just whose body they were talking about - and it still hasn’t clicked that Scott won’t be coming out of his casket, that this isn’t some kind of sick practical joke for getting him out of bed the night before school started.
Stiles is not crying. He hasn’t cried once since hearing the news. His dad is crying, sitting on his other side. Scott’s like a second son to him.
Was. Scott was like a second son to him. Was because he’s gone now. Because he’s dead.
Scott’s dead.
His best friend since preschool is dead. His brother is dead. The kindest, most caring person in the world is dead. Stiles goaded him into going to the preserve to look for half a dead body - and God, he’s such an asshole. A dead body? What was he even thinking? - and now Scott doesn’t even get to show his face at his own funeral because whatever killed him barely left any of him to bury.
If only he’d stayed. If only he’d told his dad Scott was with him that night instead of leaving him there. But no, Stiles hadn’t wanted Scott to get grounded because he dragged him out of bed, so he’d kept quiet. Even when he’d seen the pair of red eyes and that— that thing in the corner of his eye. Stiles hadn’t said anything. He thought they’d laugh about it at lunch the next day.
Now Scott’s dead.
Scott is dead.
And Stiles knows exactly what did it.
(He’s going to fucking kill it.)
#and god will cry out au#stiles is not having a good time#and he's about to make it everyone's problem#or well not everyone's#just derek's#how to piss off every supernatural-related individual in ten days: a guide by stiles stilinski#he’s going to speed run this series if it fucking kills him#because he’s nothing if not efficient and he’s got a great motivator#you think you’re safe from the scrawny human because you’re tough? think again#he’s got a baseball bat and his morals died when his friend took the power of friendship with him to the grave#sterek#stiles stilinski#derek hale#eternal sterek#eternalsterek#teen wolf#teen wolf au#teen wolf rewrite#scott is going to be so important even though he's dead#like this boy is going to haunt stiles till the end of times#to clarify scott has no appearances in this universe#stiles is just very guilty#not sure how I feel about scott being importsnt(tm) in any fanfic of mine#but i guess it’s okay given the circumstances#i killed him before he got a gf he gets to haunt my narrative
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We wanted you to live proudly without feeling discouraged out in the world... So Myeong, if someone asks where you belong to, say, "Me? I belong to Hyungnim." Okay? Whether you went to college or not, no matter where you were born, and whether your name is known or not, say, "I forever belong to my Hyungnim." Got it? Congratulations on graduating, little brother. You did so well.
TMS tearjerker series 3/?
The Sixth Shot: We'll See Each Other Tomorrow
#the midnight studio#tv#userdramas#kdramaspace#dramasource#kdramadaily#syaring#haeyeongs#lextag#roserayne#userhoshii#tuseralexa#*jia#*the midnight studio#really the hardest part about doing this is not crying while screencapping and doing the gifs#bc i had to see the scene again and relieve the heartbreak it caused me#tms tearjerkers
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when nico had daniel STUGGLING to put together a sentence in italian so they could exclude lewis
their beef was so funnyyyyy
It got me giggling and crying at the same time
seb vettel making snarky brocedes comments in the post podium interviews was glorious
#brocedes#war flashbacks#im giggling#and crying#at the same fucking time#HELP#messiest divorce ever…#so fucking dramatic#seb and daniel were victims#BORDERLINE TREASON#THEY WERE VICTIMS#i shed a tear#silver war#TM#lewis hamilton#daniel ricciardo#sebastian vettel#nico rosberg#formula 1#mernaroll
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