#and start crying all over again

[kavehayati]

My mum came to my room just now and was like what time did you sleep I was like oh my head was hurting so yeah … I actually slept quite late ngl but I was pretending to sleep bc I was still crying LMAO and my mum is really mean to me when I’m upset or stressed let alone full on crying so like PFFTTT

[holyblanchett]

We could've had it all

[sludgekludge]

characters in this show having emotional outbursts would be way more impactful if they weren't constantly crying and shitting and having breakdowns over every ant they see on the pavement every 12 seconds

[arthursfuckinghat]

You know, whenever I see the discussions around Jack Marston possibly getting drafted in world war one, I can't help but physically ache at the thought of it.

Jack Marston, born into a gang that honoured freedom above everything, forced to sacrifice everything he has left for war.

Jack Marston, a boy who read about knights and soldiers, now forced to become one in another fight he never asked for.

Jack Marston, raised to be away from a life of violence, but now the world has found a way to drag him back in.

No matter what happens, Jack would have to face a really tragic dilemma. Does he go to war and sacrifice the legacy of freedom he was raised with? The life his family died for? Or refuse and be labeled a criminal, putting his parents to shame and repeating the same cycle his father went through?

It just tragically mirrors the struggle he’s always had - trying to find his own identity outside the legacy of John Marston, and the violence that came with it. But he's being pulled back in, no matter what he chooses.

He was never made for the violence that shaped his parents' life.

[reineydraws]

i have this fic series i'm still working on where mihawk sort of becomes rayleigh's kid and spends ages 11-17ish on the oro jackson.

shanks and buggy imprint on him (bugs considers him a sort of older brother figure/sparring inspiration and shanks has a crush that eventually turns into full-blown love) and this is how i imagine they're like on the day mihawk sets off on his own haha.

[shima-draws]

Thinking about a Cora lives AU where Law just. Doesn't get sick after Amber Lead Disease. He takes good care of himself and generally his immune system is pretty solid (and he avoids his crew members if they have smth contagious like the flu or a stomach bug). But eventually his good luck runs out and he catches a cold, just a minor one that makes him a little feverish and gives him the standard cough and runny nose. Bepo notices him swaying on his feet and immediately sends him to bed (even tho Law protests like a stubborn brat).

When Cora finds out Law is sick he flips his SHIT. Literally he falls flat on his ass and catches himself on fire. Then he rushes all around the Polar Tang grabbing medical books on how to treat colds and preparing a compress and shouting at the cook to make hot soup for Law and digging into the cabinets for medicine and then he's hauling ASS to Law's room

Law wakes up from a nap and looks over to see Cora sitting at his bedside looking at him like this

And he has to reassure him no Cora-san I'm not dying, it's just a cold, yes Cora-san I'm going to be okay. You worry too much

(But Cora's paranoid bc he's only seen Law sick once before and that was when he was dying, literally days away from succumbing to the poison eating at him, so of course there's trauma there, of course he sees Law cough one time and thinks the world is ending 😭)

[leafie-draws]

being hormonal sucks so bad I'm the most depressed guy alive, I'm a vessel to all the world's problems, wallowing the pit of sorrows I've seen the face of god & I killed him with my bare hands

*sees snow falling gently on a fruit tree*

love is real & it's me *bursts into tears*

[niyana-the-ambiguous-mobian]

That whole scene where MK activates the crown to prevent Wukong from sacrificing himself is always hard to watch, especially once Wukong is rendered helpless as MK walks into the pillar, but I came to a realization that made it even WORSE when i was rewatching ep 9.

So each time the crown was activated before, it would only glow for a few moments and stop, still taking Wukong out of the game for a bit due to those short moments it was on.

But when MK did it during the fight, it was glowing the whole time when he stopped Wukong and walked into the pillar, which is also why Wukong was screaming out as much as he was.

My man was in literal pain, emotionally and physically, begging him to stop all the while...

I'm just -,

[itz-pandora]

There's only one person I truly hate with all my being

[monkee-mobile]

ough god, I cried over this

[ohharrypls]

I took this letter to a memorial but wanted to share here too.

"Thank you Liam so much for being in my life and shaping so many childhoods. Thank you for giving us love, support and encouragement through your and One Direction's music during the hard times and highlights of our lives.

You were a kind, generous and charitable person who encouraged so many to follow their dreams and be as kind as you were. You had the kind of smile that shone in your eyes, brighter than any star, and gave us so much comfort.

Thank you again so much for the music that helped me get through everything life threw my way.

I don't want to say 'goodbye' but instead see you later. Thank you for everything. You made me strong.

Rest in peace, My Angel

I can't say thank you enough, but truly thank you for everything Liam. I can't believe you're gone. I've lost count of how many days its been, but each morning I keep waking up expecting the news to change, but it doesn't 💔.

I keep saying each night "I'll see you tomorrow. Things will be different tomorrow.", just so I can sleep and have hope for tomorrow, but the news still doesn't change 💔. But one tomorrow, we all will see you again.

Songs I keep revisiting whenever I miss you tons is You're Beautiful by James Blunt and Drops of Jupiter by Train. I think they capture the type of person you were, beautiful inside and out. An angel. And at peace now. ❤️

Whenever I need reassurance, I'll look to the sky, because I know that's where you are now.

Rest well

[ihavethegrimoire]

I swear Sukuna would be the tenderest lover.

"That's not canon. He's sadistic and rapey"

Oh sure he is, but you haven't considered the aftercare! Omfg the aftercare that beast would give!

[lavampira]

(COUNT)DOWN TO DAWNTRAIL — day four: shadowbringers

atlas my old friend I found some people want to lend a hand carrying the weight of the world

[elizabethrobertajones]

gods, I could barely even look at this to make it without feeling so weirdly emotional, so like 5 minute gpose to visualise a snippet of the dream that's haunted me, where Aymeric buys Estinien a dress.

She's not gonna wear it much but this moment from their youth will live with her for a long time, through some of the darkest times :')

[not-a-heretic]

the way i just keep drawing despite being exhausted is crazy

[haine-kleine]

don't mind my self indulgence but uhh Touya being healed with the combination of rapidly evolving technology, healing quirks and Endeavor's funding to the point it's like the fire on Sekoto never happened. he looks in the mirror and doesn't recognize the person that looks back at him. the burns were such an intrinsic part of him, even before he became Dabi, even before he woke up sixteen years old with stitches all over his face, back when he was a child and trained his fire with the parts of his body that he he could easily hide under his clothes.

it's nothing like when he woke up from the coma and looked in the mirror for the first time, seeing something his mind struggled to comprehend as himself, the too-old boy with desperation in his eyes and a garish smile cut directly into his face belonging in his worst nightmare that has come true. accepting it back then was easy, the wretched feeling of brokenness following his every footstep since he was four years old. the outside matching his insides was a relief, in a twisted way, as much as it hurt to imagine his family looking at him and not recognizing Touya, as sorrowful as it was to live through that fantasy.

this- just feels wrong. he doesn't see himself in this new, unfamiliar face. what he sees is rather a mosaic of his family's features: his mother's soft white hair, his father's eyes, Fuyumi's eyelashes and Natsuo's stubborn eyebrows. the combination of so familiar but foreign features combined into a mask that was plastered on his own ruined face.

he hated that forlorn looking boy's picture sitting on his altar and he hated thinking that that's how his family remembered him. it's the very same boy's older face that he sees in the mirror.

Touya was never this pitiful, desolate boy. he was always burning, even when the others couldn't see it. being stuck with this hurts worse than being faced with the consequences of his reckless self-abandoning training.

and worst of all, he knows that if he ever starts using his quirk, the cremation process will start all over again.