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cupidswurld · 2 years

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big W for matt is a slut (affectionate) community, big L for matt is a slut (derogatory) community tonight folks

#matt murdock #she hulk #daredevil #she hulk spoilers #im throwing up and crying and sobbing #the whole episode I DIDNT THINK THEYD DO IT BUT THEY DID #man…#jen is so cute

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miothle · 28 days

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Farewell, Kakavasha.

#honkai star rail fanart #honkai star rail #hsr aventurine #hsr kakavasha #hsr fanart #my art #fanart #art #im crying so much this scene was so beautiful and yet the most heartbreaking one #as someone who has had a difficult life #seeing him choosing to keep on living is #crying sobbing throwing up #im rooting for him sm

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goeticprincecorbin · 1 year

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#WE ARE NEVER GONNA SEE THEM AGAIN #THEY ARE GONE #i am screaming crying throwing up #im gonna cry #im gonna combust #im gonna sob #im gonna miss this show #toh #toh s3 #huntlow #lumity #the owl house #the owl house fandom #the owl house finale #the owl house season three spoilers #the owl house s3 #the owl house season 3

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orbbo · 4 months

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#trafficblr #hermitcraft #goodtimeswithscar #secret life #life series #OrbboArt #sl spoilers #Im sobbing and crying and throwing up art is so hard #this is so late ffffff

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hannigramislife · 11 days

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Thinking about this has me crying—

So, in Beast, Akutagawa grew up in the streets, right? Realistically, how literate would he even be? In the manga, his report was really simple, and he did talk to Astsushi about getting paper and books, but suppose that he couldn't read.

I imagine him learning that Kunikida is a teacher, and although he was a math teacher, Akutagawa goes to him and asks if he could teach Akutagawa to read properly, fully complete and complicated sentences.

Obviously, Kunikida thinks it's a great idea and will help, but seeing how focused Akutagawa is about it, he asks, "What brought this on?"

And Akutagawa is quiet for a moment, before he looks down, saying softly, "Oda-san is writing a book."

#devastating #bsd #bungou stray dogs #bsd beast #beast au #akutagawa ryuunosuke #beast akutagawa #kunikida doppo #beast kunikida #oda sakunosuke #bsd odasaku #beast oda #crying sobbing throwing up over them #oda will write his book and akutagawa will be one of the first to read it #im not okay

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halfa-failure · 5 months

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Society has turned me into a monster

#danny phantom #digital art #art #dp #super danny #cackling #screaming crying throwing up #milk cat meme #IM SOBBIBG #meme #sobs #even louder #RAHHHG #shitpost #😭

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alljarnopickles · 3 months

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There’s a red light up ahead

I drive my car into it

I’m a little kid with a big death

wish - Baby Boy by Mother Mother

I made an edit for @remedyturtles ‘s FANTASTIC fic Death Wish on ao3! It consumes my every waking thought, it’s been plaguing me for over a year in the BEST WAY <3 Thank you so much Rem this literally changed my life!!

ART CREDITS (in order) !!!!

@sad-leon

@rbtlvr

@liketheletter-l

You all have such beautiful art! <3

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pixiefms · 9 months

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mo’s drunken habit of latching onto smth and refusing to let go

#IM CRYING THROWING UP #LET HIM HAVE THE TREE #AMD THE FIRE EXTINGUISHER #LITERALLY SOBBING IN THE LIBRARY #ME WHO SHOULD BE STUDYING FOR CONTRACT LAW GOD I BEG #19 days #tianshan #he tian #mo guanshan #old xian

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aadj30 · 2 months

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Brocedes still continues to ruin me.

#brocedes #f1 #formula 1 #lewis hamilton #nico rosberg #mercedes #screaming crying throwing up #i can’t with them #sobbing on the floor #i am unwell #pain and suffering #im so insane about them

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uukipi · 2 days

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lucien on his way to give a gift to elain and b ignored for the 50th time

#crying throwing up i need him to be wanted by someone like rn #im over here shipping him with everyone bc bro has nothing and no one #other than vassa and jurian :sobbing emoji:#i never understood why feyre and the ic treat him like garbage i legit have no idea why it makes me so mad #im just ranting in the tags rn bc idk where else to Rant w/o getting crucified #might make a acotar blog lmfsdbjkfsd #acotar art #acotar #pro lucien #pro lucien vanserra #lucien vanserra #pocket sized lucien

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beanzdoodlez · 4 months

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Saluting the man who helped me understand and become a part of the fnaf fandom

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incognitonoggin · 2 months

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you ever feel so bad for a character that all you can do is cry

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shebunie · 5 months

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Could you do one where reader is a samurai kid of a ruff back story facial scars or back and ringo and mizu see them fighting also huge and buff as shit 🙄🙄

𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞

𝙈𝙞𝙯𝙪 𝙭 𝙎𝙖𝙢𝙪𝙧𝙖𝙞! 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝗵𝘂𝗿𝘁 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗳𝗼𝗿𝘁, 𝗶𝗻𝗷𝘂𝗿𝘆, 𝘀𝗰𝗮𝗿𝘀, 𝗴𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗺𝘆 𝘄𝗶𝗳𝗲 𝗮 𝗯𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗸 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 𝟭.𝟭𝗸 𝐀/𝐍: 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗺𝗲 𝗮 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗲, 𝗜 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝘂𝗽 𝘁𝗼 𝗽𝗮𝗿. 𝗣𝗿𝗲𝗽𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗶𝘀𝘀𝘂𝗲𝘀

A woman, training to be a samurai? How laughable. You were of no use, no value even when offered to a brothel. Not when your skin is imperfect, flawed, or undesirable. You were a disgrace. And so you went anew. Walked a path that shaped the person of who you are now.

You trained, with makeshift materials that mother earth provided. You had to make do with what you had. You trained again, with more precision and confidence in your steps. From the early cracks of dawn till the bed of night, you gave every drop of sweat, blood, and tears.

But as the days turned into weeks, and weeks into months, you discovered a resilience within yourself that you never knew existed. The makeshift training ground, surrounded by the echoes of your own doubts, became a sanctuary of self-discovery.

With each swing of the makeshift sword, you embraced imperfection as a testament to your strength. The scars on your skin became a map of your journey, a visual story of battles fought and resilience earned. You realized that perfection was an illusion, and true strength lay in embracing your flaws.

However, at some point in time, you’d give up, out of frustration, and anger. Why couldn’t the gods have given you another life, maybe spare you mercy and take you right now?

I’m tired. Mind plagued with bitterness, sorrow, and demise. And scared.

“How long has it been like that?” Mizu questioned as she leaned by the entrance of the abandoned hut, eyes grazing over the scars littered on your body. Watching Ringo mend another fresh wound you obtained from a fight. From their fight.

She watched you wince and hiss, how your broad shoulders would rise and fall from behind. “Long enough.” You knew what the woman was implying. Calloused fingers of your hand trace along the scar on your arm. A constant reminder of the past.

Heart-shaped lips pursed together, hard in thought. Mizu called out to Ringo to leave you two alone when he finished patching up the wound.

Hushed creeks of the wooden floor and the soft thud of the sandals enveloped the silent room as the dark-haired woman came close. Standing behind you, feeling her gaze at the back of your head. She voiced

“Why risk so much of your life for us, you very well know you can’t save everyone.”

With closed eyes, you steadied your breathing as the mind flowed. You’ve always been living in this way, with the weight of the world heavy on your shoulders. It is what you are been used to — trudging on in life, putting the needs of everyone else before your own. Not a single complaint, not a single time had you griped about the unfairness of it all. Such is life, anyway, is what you always tell yourself— your mantra which often draws you comfort from. But when it all starts to get too much to bear; the burden weighing down to the bones, you finally decide to allow yourself a tiny space to breathe, just for a moment.

Your palpitations start to cease. A few seconds pass, and then a full minute, before you feel a weight settle beside you; you know, without a doubt, a slight turn of your head, you look over at the sword wielder. “I just, I don’t want anything bad to happen to you.”

The night was heavy with the scent of impending danger, but in that moment, you found solace in the shared silence. The soft rustling of leaves and distant echoes of distant creatures became the backdrop to your quiet conversation. The sword wielder's eyes reflected the glint of moonlight as they met yours, and a hint of vulnerability lingered in their gaze.

You turn to face the dark-haired woman, and for the first time, vulnerability flickers in your eyes. The dim light casts shadows on the lines etched on your face, a testament to the battles fought and sacrifices made. You offer a weary smile, the kind that holds a lifetime of stories.

"I appreciate your concern if it was one." you scoffed your voice a gentle murmur that barely broke the silence. "But sometimes, we must risk everything for the chance to make a difference. It's not about saving everyone; it's about making the choice to stand against the darkness, even when the odds are stacked against us."

The room seems to hold its breath as you continue, your gaze fixed on some distant point, perhaps lost in memories or contemplating the uncertain future. "I've seen too much pain and loss. It's true, I can't save everyone, but if I can make a difference for even one person, it's worth it. We all have our battles to fight, and this is mine."

The dark-haired woman listens, her eyes reflecting a mix of admiration and worry. She understands the weight of responsibility, having seen the determination etched on your face during countless trials. Her fingers find solace in the hilt of the sword at her side, a silent acknowledgement of the shared burden.

"I get it, I do," she finally spoke, her voice barely above a whisper. "But what if your choices lead to your own undoing? What if the darkness consumes you, and there's no one left to carry on the fight."

Your eyes, tired and world-weary, met hers. The vulnerability in your gaze deepened, revealing the cracks in the armour you've worn for so long. "That's the risk we take," you replied, your voice now laced with raw honesty. "Sometimes, the line between saving others and losing ourselves blurs. But if we let the fear of that darkness paralyze us, then what hope is left?"

The fireflies danced in the distance, their fleeting glow a stark contrast to the gravity of the conversation. The sword wielder clenched her jaw, torn between understanding your noble cause and the gnawing fear that she might lose the one person who had become her anchor.

"I've lost too many people I cared about," she admitted, her gaze dropping to the ground. "I can't bear the thought of losing you too."

For a moment, silence reigned supreme, punctuated only by the distant sounds of the night. You reached out, your hand finding hers in the darkness, a silent promise etched in that touch.

"We can't control every outcome," you said softly, your thumb tracing comforting circles on the back of her hand. "But we can choose how we face the inevitable. And as long as I can make a difference, I'll keep fighting. For you, for everyone."

The unsaid words lingered in the air, heavy with the unspoken truth that this journey, this fight against the encroaching darkness, might cost more than either of you were willing to admit. In that shared moment of vulnerability, the weight of the world pressed down, and the looming shadows seemed to grow darker.

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lycheefruiit · 8 months

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AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

#qsmp #TEARS #IM SOBBING #CRYING #THROWING UP #philza #badboyhalo #tazercraft #qsmp pac #cellbit #tubbo #foreverplayer

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craycraybluejay · 6 months

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Ah. So he wasn't even worried so much over the fact that they killed someone together. He was terrified of losing his sister. The core agony of the trauma was the fear of losing her and the anxiety of his life falling apart because of a mistake. Damn.

#character analysis #sibcest #yandere #codependency #the coffin of andy and leyley #'theyre going to take you away from me'#hold on i need a minute #i need a minute #sobbing screaming throwing up #the power of love #NOW i think i get why andrew comes off as stand-offish and super anxious #he does love his sister. he just worries so much about losing her that he acts Like That #aw oh my god #awwwww #im gonna cry #hold on #i just need a minute

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royaibrainrot · 8 months

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THE ROYAI OF IT ALL 😭

#YOURE AN ANGEL IM A DOG #OR YOURE A DOG AND IM YOUR MAN #ARE WE KIDDING #SCREAMING CRYING THROWING UP #AND IM SORRY IM THE ONE YOU LOVE #NO ONE WILL EVER LOVE ME LIKE YOU AGAIN #SOBS #YOU BELIEVED ME LIKE A GOD #*POUNDS FIST ON TABLE*#anyways listen to this album please #royai #riza hawkeye #roy mustang #mitski #fullmetal alchemist #fma #fmab #I’m making a tiktok edit of this as we speak

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