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OMGGGGG
to be treasured
#sobbing and crying#transformers one#transformers#bumblebee#optimus prime#b 127#im so obsessed with them 😭😭😭#😭😭 ouugfhhh aaugdhdhh
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Omg love ur art, don't need to reply to this just want u to know ur art is great.
You know what Anon, I think I will reply a thank you, and a thank you to EVERYONE ELSE while i'm at it
Thank you for the support??? I'm going to be so real with you guys, I thought I was just gonna doodle some of my silly brainrot Poppy Playtime au, throw it out into the ether, maybe a few people appreciate it, and that was that
BUT THIS HAS GOTTEN A LOT MORE ATTENTION THAN I THOUGHT IT WOULD, which is both exciting and freaky WHERE did you all come from
And all I can really say is thank you! Hopefully the brain rot stays a bit so I can keep up posting stuff for you guys! <3
#mod answers#realizin' au#realizin' au art#sobbing AND crying#catnap#dogday#hoppy hopscotch#kickinchicken#poppy playtime#poppy playtime chapter 3#poppy playtime 3#poppy playtime au#poppy playtime smiling critters
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jobs for girls that are so stressed out and anxious all the time. no flourescent lights or loud people or children or managers or 8 hour shifts . 35$ an hour pay . let me wear my headphones and eat food and also take naps thanks
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oh don't mind me, just having a break down because i found out Uncle Iroh asked Korra to write a letter to Zuko 💔
#tlok#the legend of korra#uncle iroh#iroh#zuko#tlok zuko#tlok iroh#best uncle and nephew#sobbinf#sobbing and crying#and pulling my hair out#made my heart break and full#atla#atla iroh#atla zuko
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it’s so cute that goku notices gohan and chichi watching him eat so he stops and looks at them and smiles
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Fall Unto Me (part three)
Part one, part two
I said I was on break but then a lot of things immediately fell out of my brain cause of stress so now I feel silly... sowweeeeee 🤡 Part four WILL be the last part I swear. If you see more Angel!Angel and Demon!Ren from me after that (and da infodump if i get to it) genuinely tell me to shut the FUCK up!!!
yes i am probably writing the NSFW version it'll be in my compendium post if it happens
cw// religious themes
14 Days With You is an 18+ Yandere Visual Novel. MINORS DNI
Your resolve was getting harder to hold on to, but you kept it. This would be the last time. You couldn't part from heaven again after returning. Atonement was waiting for you, eternal devotion to your duty right after.
Another few weeks went by as you stayed with Ren a little longer, the sea of flowers outside your bedroom window changing little by little each day. So many of them were already fully blooming, most of their petals stretched open to show off a myriad of colors while others curled inwards to hide from you. Practically a taunting mockery with how they took their time. As if insulted you would dare leave once they painted the horizon with their beauty.
It made it all the more painful that you'd never see them again. Or the companion that now felt like a piece you'd been missing.
Something about that encroaching deadline had affected the devil, too. Ren was calmer in some ways. They still brought you gifts and knowledge like usual, but he seemed to be taking his time just like the flowers. Simple answers to your curiosities became thorough while he held you close and urged you to ask more questions about whichever object took interest.
He'd offered to revisit trinkets you loved as well. Until you were as familiar with using them as he was. You couldn't understand it.
Your time together was draining away by the second. Didn't they want to make exciting memories? No matter how much you enjoyed it, mastery over human instruments or crafts served no purpose. Heaven wouldn't let you bring those things home, nor could you ask a higher power to recreate them for leisure.
Maybe your love was in denial of your departure. Or maybe spending little mundane, quiet days and nights together like this was their way of coming to terms with it.
Today, you chose to fiddle with one of the oldest gifts while chatting with him. The sun was just beginning to set, casting the room in the faded, flaming gold hue you'd only now gotten used to.
“—Love?” He was calling you, the end of his tail swaying gently in front of your face to get your attention. You’d missed a few words.
“Hm?”
“You've gotten much better at this,” the pink haired devil hummed above you. His chin was resting atop your head as they cradled you in their lap on a frayed rug, his back against the bottom of the couch.
You looked over your work. The woven red string wrapped around and through your fingers took the shape of a pointed star. You knew real stars looked differently, but the human interpretation was interesting.
“Truly, it’s better than before,” you said with wholehearted agreement. The first time you'd tried—only on the third day of your visit to earth—had simply tangled the string to a knotted mess stuck upon your fingers for Ren to deal with while you apologized, embarrassed beyond belief.
The patterns they taught you were almost easy thanks to your afternoon of trying. You unwound the string and painstakingly wound it again into one that often graced your practice: an angel. He'd been particularly smug about teaching you the motions of that one.
“An impressive self portrait,” Ren joked and squeezed you tighter in their embrace. “Although it'll take more than some thread to capture your divine beauty.”
Naturally, you rolled your eyes even though the soul it was meant for couldn't see it. A mortal gesture you'd gotten the hang of quicker than anything, as he so favored innocent teasing before expressing his deepest sincerities.
You untangled the string and tossed it to the side, then turned in their lap to make a face this time for their benefit. “I’ll do a painting, then. I’ve had enough of this toy.”
He relaxed his hold long enough for you to wander across the room in search of new distractions, but innocently called after you, “We’ll have to light quite a few candles for you to see well. Unless you plan to have me mix paints for you in the dark.” A second passed before he spoke again. “It’d be a pleasant surprise, I’m sure.”
“Something else?” you replied, making a swift turn towards the bookshelves. You came back with a couple of novels and sat beside them with your treasure. “Is this really all you want to do? You’ve read every book here before.”
Even the books he’d bought with strange, flimsy paper currency for you, Ren had said so casually, were already familiar territory. Tedium hardly described how boring you thought these weeks must be for him. But he never objected to anything you chose, as long as you both stayed close to home during the day.
And you always kept your wings hidden in case a human roamed nearby. You'd never seen one come close to the cabin, or even the field of flowers, but he insisted your safety—and proximity to them—was of utmost priority. It was hard to remember the last time you let loose your wings at all after walking on the beach with him. They interrupted your thoughts once more.
“My sweet, delicate angel, I’ve had all the time in the world to do anything I want.” Their blue eyes narrowed with a smile as they spoke and you knew more teasing was coming. “We could even sit here in silence all night, if you asked me nicely.”
“How kind of you, my darling demon,” you teased them back.
Another jesting response in his gaze faded to something different as you pulled him down for a kiss, gently at first. The books you’d brought over lay forgotten, soon shoved under the couch in favor of your new activity.
Kissing the demon you called yours felt like second nature now. There was no sting that ever came, no homesick aching in your back anymore. Only the flood of tender emotions he gave you, tainted by your own guilt and fears of parting from him.
You needed more. A stronger distraction. Your hand on his shirt tightened, determined to keep him. To stay in this moment as long as possible.
Ren exhaled, a muttering of blasphemous praise you dare not repeat whispered from his lips to yours, along with one word. A word that sounded odd to your ears.
You'd heard it countless times over the months, but it didn't feel strange until after the first kiss you shared. He must have said it earlier, too, when you were occupied with that damned little red string. Demonic language was much different, it certainly wasn’t that at all. And the sounds of the word did feel similar to mortal languages, but nothing came to mind. So naturally, you could only assume it to be another of their pet names, but…
The thought fell to the side as you focused on him. He was all that needed to matter right now.
Their comforting warmth that called of your sacred home, your nails curling into the bottom of his shirt just to fall lower, an iron, almost nectar-like taste that flowered on your tongue—did you bite him this time? It felt good.
Desperately, you brushed your hand over his thigh, getting dangerously close to where you knew things risked going further. You caught yourself and froze. You wanted him, you’d known since that day in the rain. In every way a being could yearn for another’s love. And of course he felt the same. But could you really go home if it happened?
“Before I…” The words hung in the air and what remained weighed in your throat. Before I leave. Departure was looming on the horizon, sure as the sun would rise tomorrow. You dare not mention it to the one you loved again. You opened your eyes to meet theirs, cautiously as you wondered, “Is this alright?”
“Yes,” they answered, longing clear as the evening sky in his voice. “I couldn’t bear—or ever want—to deny you. Little angel, all you desire of me is yours to take.”
Without another word you did just that. You thought nothing of the faint, staggered line you felt under your fingertips that seemed to start somewhere along his shoulder blade as you lifted the shirt away and pushed him to lay on the rug. Your hands pressed their ink-stained arms flat next to the disheveled mess of pink hair and horns. Ren grinned at your audacity to pin him, but held still for your much needed exploration.
Eyes half lidded with patient lust, mouth parted to show off pointed fangs, the devil looked to be the very picture of your sinful desires.
To be one with them, even just once, was a memory worth making. No matter what punishment waited for you at heaven’s boundary. You skimmed your fingers from the base of his collarbone, down over their stomach, and began to undo the buttons that concealed what you’d been waiting for.
#14 days with you#14dwy ren#14dwy redacted#cw religious themes#momo writing#cannot gush about the story in tags bc spoilers </3#i must contain myself#sobbing and crying#but p4 queued for next week#maybe my brain will shut up about it once everything is posted!!!#<- hopes and dreams right here#so sorry this AU is all u get out of me for a while...#I'M ON BREAK!!! I AIN'T LYING!!!
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I woke up this morning and checked my phone. I was so confused on why it was almost 11. Then I remembered that I was up at like 2 am coloring.
Anyway I hated my first Arthur design and so I fixed him (and shirtless for a bit of a posing study and because freckles.)
Also had a design for human John in mind and I found this really gorgeous top that I wanted to draw him in, so half Filipino and half Sicilian John 🫡 (I was thinking of my little cousin lately as well so he’s very specific)
And then the rest of my goofy sketches, including more private eyes, Noel and Faroe
#malevolent#malevolent podcast#arthur lester#private eyes#jarthur#malevolent fanart#arthur lesterxjohn doe#john doe malevolent#human john doe#john doe#detective noel#detective noel malevolent#faroe lester#digital art#sketch dump#artists on tumblr#I would like to go back to bed but it’s like 2 pm#masked#dude I forgot that it’s Father’s Day#happy Father’s Day to Arthur#sobbing and crying
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ALL this irrigo and I can't put it in a mirrorcatch box. I just need one single box please 😭
#sobbing and crying#that's it im going to sleep. goodnight flondon goodnight flumblr goodnight irrigo
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Oh I’m fine it’s just that mothers stand still so they’re daughters look back and see how far they’ve gone and that you have to be thin but not say you want to be thin you have to say you want to be healthy but you have to be thin, and it’s just that I want to be the one who does the imagining not the idea and that-
#I really liked the Barbie movie btw#sobbing and crying#barbie#Barbie movie#barbenheimer#also stan Alan all my homies love the one and only Alan#he’s kens buddy#all his clothes fit him!#barbie 2023#barbie spoilers
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I don't think I can ever watch the scene of Leola's trial ever again cause my heart will finally give out. I'm still not over how the council executed such a beautiful little ray of sunshine cause she wanted to share with her friends.
#the dragon prince spoilers#the dragon prince#the dragon prince season 6#tdp leola#aaravos#I actually can't take this#Help it has been like a month and this is still making me feel intense grief#sobbing and crying#leola#the dragon prince season six spoilers
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Lego people design headcanon
#lego ninjago#lego#lego people#ninjago#ninjago cole#ninjago jay#ninjago kai#ninjago lloyd#ninjago zane#ninjago nya#nya smith#kai smith#jay walker#lloyd garmadon#zane julien#lego ninjago fanart#lego fanart#ninjago headcanons#god I love this show#fuck the new shit tho#sobbing and crying#this took me 3 days#in that time i moved out of my college dorm
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anytime i see anything purple or golden i think of her
i miss her so muchhhhh
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and thank god the sound was blasting in that movie theater because the SHRIEK i let out when chris evans went "FLAME ON" and flamed all over those guys would have gotten me kicked out of the theater otherwise
#mads posts#deadpool and wolverine#sobbing and crying#out of all the cameos. i was not expecting CHRIS EVANS JOHNNY STORM to reappear
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Yall. I just watched Brother Bear for the first time. and I will NEVER be the same EVER
#GGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAA#WHAT WAS THAT. HOLY GREAT GODS ABOVE AND BELOW WHAT WAS THAT#I NEED THAT BURNED INTO MY BRAIN#WHAT#AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH#SOBBING AND CRYING#screams from the pit#Brother Bear
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Transfem Buggy anon, back at it again
Luffy beat the everloving snot out of Kaido. Luffy and his alliance freed Wano. Buggy likely couldn't have visited Wano - soon after the Last Island, there was the hot mess with Roger leaving, the crew disbanding, everyone separating, Buggy+Shanks Survival Mode, the execution, Buggy and Shanks Survival Mode 2 Electric Boogaloo, and by the time Buggy would even be feasibly ready to go, it would have been locked down.
She'd have never once been able to truly visit that place.
And now? Now she has the Guild. She has responsibilities, appearances to uphold, and she'd find out that Luffy has been named an Emperor Officially and Wano Is Free.
She... she wants her mom. Gods, she wants her mom.
She calls Shanks. Asks if he'd heard. Asks if he knows. And he says he was close by. He's so near that he could be docked by the morning. And Buggy aches. How can she make this work? How can she do this, Shanks, she doesn't know what she's doing, it's gotten so crazy so quickly, she's drowning in it-
And he offers an alliance.
A no-harm agreement. Some of his and some of hers, themselves both involved, to go to Wano for personal and professional reasons. Wano is, after all, the homeland of very talented samurai and smiths.
And Buggy realizes the Guild could probably recruit from there - at the very least, establish trade for quality goods. It's a bit far, but it would be worth it for the sheer quality alone - and it would boost the economy.
Shanks would be able to call it an adventure, would be able to set it as a vested interest bc of his history with Kaido, it could work-
Crocodile and Mihawk do insist on accompanying her - for surface level United Fronts, for private "don't fuck it up", for personal "why is she so interested no I'm not curious about her no I don't wanna know her better shut up-"
Shanks gets a kick out of it.
Buggy is so preoccupied with seeing the home Toki told her about, maybe even seeing Toki herself, she's practically vibrating. She's in better spirits than she has been for YEARS.
When they finally arrive, Buggy asks Shanks if she can use his room. He just smiles and nods. When she comes out, all three men are a little breathless bc she's done her hair so artfully, with an unfamiliar hair piece, a loop of flowers made from beads and painstakingly cared for. Her makeup is no less flattering, but the style has changed slightly. Her outfit is a short kimono with half cut sleeves and leggings. She wears it well, and it's only the fact that they know her, have been with her, that has them aware of the fact that she ISN'T in fact a local.
They go to town.
Buggy gets along with them famously. Shanks is a very close second, perfectly mannered, while Mihawk and Crocodile trail slightly behind, out if place and reserved. It's all wonderful, blissful for a few hours, business and pleasure together, before they get lunch at a small restaurant, and an older woman steps over, bows, and asks the blue haired pirate if she "is little Buggy? Lady Toki's girl...?"
Buggy's heart skips a beat.
Toki has been dead for some time now. She fell with the destruction of Oden Castle, may her soul find rest. But she'd been a very close friend, and Toki has told this woman about her loved ones, her children, her husband, her friends, her other baby who deserved a Wano that deserved her in turn. Toki had photographs, keepsakes, and they all were entrusted to her closest friend.
Buggy is emotional. Shanks offers her his arm, his shoulder, and the others are silent, supportive sentinels. The ones who knew her mourned.
Buggy visits her grave. Tells her mom all about herself now. About the things she's seen and done and learned, from the day she watched the Wano shores bleed into the horizon to the day Buggy came home, well and truly.
Crocodile and Mihawk feel as if they are intruding heavily, but Shanks stops them with a look. Buggy did not tell them to leave. She absently waves for them to take a seat with her.
Toki taught her many things - honoring the dead among them. She talks the process out, and neither of her lieutenants mention that she and Shanks both are crying quietly.
The two former warlords learn many, many things about their chairwoman on this trip.
WELEWDJUIWEGFJKIWBFBWEJKFBWEFJKLWENFKLWNEKLFNWKEFNKWLEFNLKWENFKLWENKLFNWELKFNWEKLFNKWLENFKLEWLKFWNEKLFNWEKLFNWLKEFNLKEWFN <- super normal and mentally stable reaction to this. I am SO normal about this (I am NOT).
This is just so beautiful. Buggy finding out her mother is dead but there's so much she can still enjoy in Wano after telling Toki everything that has changed in her life. I think she enjoys the trip and she finally feels at home because everything she knows is thanks to her. Buggy wants the three men to stay with her because she feels a little less alone, and they're surprisingly extremely respectful. I imagine Buggy talking to Hiyori and Momo and it kills me,,, It's so sweet. I think Crocodile, Mihawk, and Shanks are having a moment of peak realization and they're starting to be down down bad for her. Like. There's no coming back after this because Buggy owns their hearts fr. Also, she falls so many times with that kimono because she's still a failgirl and she isn't used to those clothes because the last time she wore one of those was when she was a kid. And yet she still looks gorgeous and like she belongs there.
#sobbing and crying#this is so beautiful#fem buggy my beloved#one piece#cross guild#red haired shanks#sir crocodile#dracule mihawk#buggy the clown#fem buggy
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