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goodgriefbroletmepickausername · 1 month

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i’m prolly never drawing him again god bless

#sims 2 #strangetown #fanarts😏#tank grunt #this is SYMPATHY FANART #if you even care it’s cause i heard army dreamers by kate bush #and thought ‘tank finally got the war his dad was oh so desperate for’#GET HIM OUT OF MY HEAD #VIOLENTLY CRYING

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tiddie-taylor · 1 year

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How I feel almost every day of my life

#AAAAGGGHGGH #loud screaming #rage #hatred #violently crying #*loud baby crying noises*#ventish

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netscapenavigator-official · 2 years

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I just had to read “Handling Dynamite” by Julia Watts for a class, and lemme just tell y’all-

#lgbt lit #gay literature #trans literature #lgbtq #lgbt #lesbian #gay #trans #trans man #short story #reaction photo #violently crying #lgbtq literature #lgbt literature

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mydairpercabeth · 4 months

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just saw the most heartbreaking annabeth take from ep 3

#brb gonna go violently sob in the corner #MINIBETH #MY BABY #SHE JUST WANTS THEM TO LIKE HER #SHES TRYING #PLEASE DONT LOOK AT ME WHILE A CRY #annabeth chase #percy jackson the lightning thief #percy jackon and the olympians #percy jackson #pjo #pjo tv #pjo tv show #percy series #percabeth #pjo series #LITTLE DOES SHE KNOW SHES THE MOST LOVED GIRL EVER

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originalribbing · 1 month

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I need to ride this break down through, draw adams tits, get high and I will do stuff on here 👉👈

#34% ON MY ACCOUNTING ASSIGNMENT AND IM BEING TESTED ON THIS IN A WEEK #VIOLENTLY CRYING #pepsi. | big dick is back in town #Delete later

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inkskinned · 11 months

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one of the things about being an educator is that you hear what parents want their kids to be able to do a lot. they want their kid to be an astronaut or a ballerina or a politician. they want them to get off that damn phone. be better about socializing. stop spending so much time indoors. learn to control their own temper. to just "fucking listen", which means to be obedient.

one of the things i learned in my pedagogy classes is that it's almost always easier to roleplay how you want someone to act. it's almost always easier to explain why a rule exists, rather than simply setting the rule and demanding adherence.

i want my kids to be kind. i want them to ask me what book they should read next, and i want to read that book with them so we can discuss it. i want my kid to be able to tell me hey that hurt my feelings without worrying i'll punish them. i want my kid to be proud of small things and come running up to me to tell me about them. i want them to say "nah, i get why this rule exists, but i get to hate it" and know that i don't need them to be grateful-for-the-roof-overhead while washing the dishes. i want them to teach me things. i want them to say - this isn't safe. i'm calling my mom and getting out of this. i want them to hear me apologize when i do fuck up; and i want them to want to come home.

the other day a parent was telling me she didn't understand why her kid "just got so angry." this woman had flown off the handle at me.

my dad - traditional catholic that he is - resents my sentiment of "gentle parenting". he says they'll grow up spoiled, horrible, pretentious. granola, he spits.

i am going to be kind to them. i am going to set the example, i think. and whatever they choose become in the meantime - i'm going to love them for it.

#writeblr #i was doing a lot with high school students. over and over again #other teachers kept asking me what i was doing differently - why the kids listened to me. i am not particularly foreboding #and i have a pretty firm personal policy of never reacting in anger #godhelpme.#i was always kind of taken aback #because in general the kids were pretty easy. i explained i needed to keep everything “PG-13” because this was my workplace #and it was kind of their workplace #too. besides #i love swearing #and since i couldn't swear #neither could they - so if they were going to say “fuck” or become violent #they needed to choose a really specific time #because we only get “the one”.. sure enough - nobody wanted to waste the one very specific “fuck” utterance. kids listened.#i think just because - that rule makes sense. the kids understand that i don't want to be unfair to them #that censorship is stupid #but that i'm under these rules too so like let's ride it out together #also i look young and tbh between me and u nobody wants to make the nice english teacher cry #the way these kids defended me to their friends was really genuinely so heartwarming bc the Grouchy Frat Boy #would be like MISS RAQUEL DOESN'T DESERVE THAT KIND OF AN ATTITUDE BRO DON'T TALK BACK TO HER

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charlie-artlie · 9 months

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texting my boyfriend on his FazFone™️: haha what would you do if you couldn’t save me ;) what would you do if i’ve been dead since before the beginning?

#fnaf #five nights at freddys #glamrock bonnie #glamrock freddy #glamrock fronnie #fronnie #security breach #security breach ruin #arts #rn im that meme where the guy is violently crying but he has a happy face mask on #thats me rn

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apathetic-microwave · 3 months

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They make me cry

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ahllohehn · 9 months

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i think he is the word "skrunkly" personified

#ive reached that stage of obsession in where if someone mentions percy jackson #i will start convulsing violently on the ground #percy jackson #pjo #percy jackon and the olympians #nico di angelo #pjo nico #rick riordan #im crying so hard you dont understand i literally started reading this series a few months ago #how can someone be so cringe edgy and incredibly lovable at the same time (nico)#and how can someone be so sassy and still be alive (percy)

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bambooshrimp · 4 months

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Pretty womna

#fnaf #five nights at freddy's #fnaf fanart #ballora #springtrap #art #doodles #crying sobbing violently vomitting #shE’S SO PREETYYY!!!!#BALLORA JUST ONE CHANCE PLEASEEE

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snappy-nametag · 4 months

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“They think you’re Dad… and I’m not going to correct them”

#fnaf #michael afton #five nights at freddy's #fnaf fanart #crying child #vengeful spirit #missing children fnaf #you know that thing where we theorize that the dead kids think Michael is William?#yeahhh this is just that with an attempt at interesting lighting #I’m not super happy with the glowy effect but I really like the concept so I share with the internet like a court jester to the king #also mild headcannoning that Cassidy was partly so much angrier cause her death was more violent idk how much you can tell from this though

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rbv3rstappen · 5 months

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I don’t really need to say anything do I?

#it looked at me first #lando norris #mclaren #f1 #formula one #crying violently #daniel ricciardo #danny ric #lando norris x reader #im cryin #feral #save my sanity

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missblissy · 6 months

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Little Things! Astarion x Reader HCs

A/n: 😤😤 I’m just gonna say it, ya’ll don’t have enough casual domestic relationship headcanons in these tags. To much smut. Y’all need some water, come up for air or something good god I love y’all but drink some fucking water 😂 So have some HCs of Tav and Astarion in Act 1. GN! Tav with no class/race as always UwU Also thank you so much for all the likes and kind words on my last post! I plan on opening my requests soon so be sure to follow to stay updated on when that happens. 💖☺️ Enjoy!

Was it even possible for someone to be annoyed… and pleased at the same time? Could a contradiction even exist? Yes. It could. And it baffled Astarion. Sure you had a pretty face, a nice laugh, a way with words… A shimmer in your eyes… a crooked grin that barely broke a smirk… The faint and unmissable sound of your heart beat… A smell so signature he could pick it up in the subtle breeze.

Just with the shift of wind and now he was tossing and turning in his tent. Huffing and throwing his blanket over half his face. Thoughts racing with you now, all the way on the other side of camp and no where near him. Not even in his sight. And still you were in his mind.

How annoying. This was just a misguided, maybe even a malicious attempt at forging an alliance. So why did he feel so… bad? His red eyes couldn’t close so he just stared at the fabric wall of his tent. A blank but also bitter stare on his face.

Out of all the books he read, and he read a lot, none of them actually showed him what real was. What was real passion? Not the mask he wore. What was real conviction and adoration? All he knew was what he’s done for centuries. And this was nothing but uncharted and unfamiliar territory.

So why was it your delightful and diluted scent in the wind alone just enough to send him reeling? He couldn’t know, or didn’t dare to wonder.

These little things didn’t stop there. During the day you’d bounce up to him with a skip in your step… that equally would send a skip right into his ribs and tore up his lungs. With big bright eyes you’d show him something random, something you found, something you made… it didn’t matter.

Just the way you beamed with a radiant smile the sun could be jealous of, it was enough for a snide back handed comment that could be confused for a flirt, “Oh darling, for me? You shouldn’t have, you might just be one of my most devoted fans,” Normally a line like this worked. Either it would send the conversation towards the bedroom or someone left standing alone.

Neither happened. You just rolled your eyes, gave a little laugh and said, “A fan? In your dreams,” And go on chatting like before, unfazed by his little remarks. You were an enigma to him.

Especially during times after a battle. It was always such a gentle touch, when you’d place a hand on his shoulder and praise him for his good work and efforts in the battle.

If vampires had blood to blush he would. He didn’t understand why he wanted to hear more of it, “That was a good job you did out there today,” or maybe it was the way you said, “You did amazing,” He could listen to praises all day. He never knew how much he enjoyed them before.

Let’s not forget, he could hear your heartbeat. Not yours alone. Everyone had a different rhythm and rhyme. For instants Shadowheart, her heart was slow, sad, faint but still beating away with life. Astarion could hear it, just the same as Lae’zel who seemingly had no heart beat at all until the surprising thumb of it came every hour or so. He could hear yours too. Rattle away within your bones. And he paid close attention.

Normally these ‘skills’ of listening to hearts were used to hunt out a target for his master. But with no master and a band of fools, he still used these skills unbeknownst to himself.

He’d listen with eyes glued to a book. You’re heart pitter pattered like any other. But sometimes it’d start racing, picking up speed. Not to long ago a racing heart was the first step into picking a target, since the heart never lies and when a fool looked Astarion’s way if their heart sang that song he knew who would be his unfortunate soul.

But no, this time he just peered from over his book and watched you stare off into the distance, into the darkness of the woods. To his surprise there wasn’t a glance his way or even at anyone. Your heart only raced for fear it seemed. Even when you looked at him or shared a conversation, the same steady beat flowed.

It was something little like this, these little things only he knew as they festered in his mind. They ached within him. He hid it well but it wretched at his organs and plucked at his fibers every time. It was annoying. It was… wonderful…

It was terrifying. The way his breathe would catch when you’d ask him to join you. The way he actually felt anger, as petty as it was, when you asked him to stay back at camp.

Or maybe when he’d hear just the sound of your voice, distant on the other side of camp, muffled, not even loud enough to hear what you were saying but just enough to hear your voice. How strange that something so little as that was enough to ease him into sleep.

#x reader #fanfic #fluff #baldur's gate 3 #bg3 #astarion #astarion x reader #astarion x tav #astarion ancunin #astarion headcanons #hc #astarion bg3 #sobbing violently #I love this man #he has me in a choke hold but when I call him daddy we both cry

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as-i-watch · 1 year

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