#*CRYING SOBBING BREAKING THINGS*

[kabutoden]

i look at you and my eyes are so so so wet like with tears tears of pure emotion and extend out my closed fist and then I open up my hand and you see her. my troll oc. the greatest oc. from 2013. I brought her back and redesigned her and im insane about her again. i begin sobbing on the ground. she’s so small. itty bitty……….

[dirtytransmasc]

it's what I do, I wait for... ...you

(I just know Neteyam is waiting for his big brother to visit him)

[beanghostprincess]

You are on my page a lot with one piece takes so i wanted to send you one I had about brook. So I've lost my parents and my best friend and I personally have had a lot of dreams where they were still alive even addressing the fact that they shouldn't be alive but it's clearly ok now. But something sad that I think Book goes through in secret (maybe even Robin to some extent though different dreams) Brook often dreams of being back with his old crew or back on the ghost ship alone. At least once a week if not more. He wakes up in either delight only to see that while he isn't alone anymore he still misses his old crew, other times he wakes in a cold sweat fearing the new crew was all a dream and he is still alone on the ghost ship. Robin for a time I can imagine still wakes up in the old places she used to stay or wakes up as the person in her dream was trying to turn her in like so many have tried. These two have I feel the worst backstories of the crew. Just a thought or two I had.

Sorry about those dreams, it must be really hard. Something similar happens to me too and it's awful :( <3

I also believe Brook and Robin have dreams and nightmares about their pasts,, Brook dreams about his crew or being all alone and he wakes up having to check on everyone and not being able to go back to sleep. Same as Robin, I think, who besides having nightmares about being turned in to the Marines, also remembers her mom in her sleep.

I think, since they both have similar situations, that they often wake up in the middle of the night at more or less the same time and have night tea together in the kitchen. They talk gently and maybe they even mention their dreams. Opening up to somebody who knows what it feels like is reassuring.

Thinking about maybe Sanji joining them too? For obvious reasons. I just love this trio, ngl. Wano did something to my brain,, I think Sanji would end up joining them too, with the excuse of making tea for them, but he also has dreams about his past. It's actually really sweet because Sanji ends up falling asleep again on the dining table while Robin and Brook talk and they look after him until it's time to wake him up. I really like the concept of these three having quiet, tea sessions in the middle of the night after having nightmares. Who said found family couldn't fix everything-

[aceouttatime]

All he wanted to do was get his leg patched up. Now he’s being forced under anesthesia so an unqualified and dangerous group of vets can get him to lay still…

This lovely little guy is @ratcatcher0325 ‘s Alexander from A Fraction of Justice (specifically the 22nd chapter). I wholeheartedly recommend reading the work if you enjoy angst with a dash of comfort!

[oohbuggypie]

need to write BullDon hurt comfort so so bad .. Don coming home and crying smthn smthn they go to sleep Don cries all night but he wakes up the next morning with Bull and he feels better smthn smthn IDFK IVE JUST BEEN THINKING ABT TWO SCENES IN SPECIFIC THAT I WANNA WRITE OUTT Don crying makes me so sick but i want 2 write cute domestic stuff AURGH

[scatterbugged]

day 6000 of hoping that Keep Looking for Water by anonymous from an SPN kink meme on live journal that started in 2012 will be completed.

[graviconscientia]

((♡?))

●●○○○ | ATTRACTION

●●●●○ | AFFECTION

●●●●○ | INTEREST

●●●○○ | LOYALTY

●●●○○ | TRUST

LOW | ●●●●● | HIGH

[lloydfrontera]

lloyd canonly being an angry crier gives a lot of potential moments of both vulnerability and endless teasing, ngl 👀👀

god it really does, i know it's not very realistic but i keep hoping one day we'll get to see him get into a full blown fight with someone and that particular characteristic of him will pop out at a very inconvinient time hjashdka

also i'm so glad i finally have someone else confirm that trait i was kinda scared i had exagerated it ajkshdka

lloyd would probably get so frustrated, because he's not sad! he's not hurt! he's just so mad it feels like everything it's bursting at the seams and he can't even talk because there's a knot in his throat and if he blinks he knows he's gonna start tearing up and he! hates it!!

it's one thing when it't just javier bickering with him and cornering him to a point lloyd doesn't have a good comeback and it maybe a stung a little more than normal and he got a little bit angry and ok so he's tearing up but that doesn't prove anything! shut up javier!

javier starts carrying a hankerchief with him and offering it to lloyd with a smug smirk when he notices him tearing up which makes lloyd get soooo mad. sometimes he'll just stop their bickering by being like "i don't want to upset master lloyd to tears like last time :/" something lloyd also detests with his entire soul but he can't actually deny and he hateeees it

but it's another thing completely when he's actually angry and he actually wants to make a point and he wants to scream because he can feel his chest start getting tight and his vision is getting blurry and he hates how pathetic it must make him look, how easy it is to get under his skin, how vulnerable it makes him feel when he can't help but cry out of anger. it frustrates him to no end knowing the person he's arguing with probably thinks they already have the upper hand just because he can't help tearing up when he's enraged.

and i think javier wouldn't be able to handle this actually, if he saw that lloyd was getting genuinely upset with him to the point where he was full on crying, even if he knows it's more likely out of anger, he wouldn't be able to help worrying that there is actual hurt underneath and he'd start trying to defuse the situation. or at the very least it would shook him enough for his own anger to slow down.

and if he saw another person pushing lloyd to that point, they probably wouldn't live for very long lmao

[yeonban]

HEIZOU'S BIRTHDAY GIFTS! (We're pretending I answered on time)

@destinywoven asked: It took a little detective work of his own to discover when Heizou’s birthday fell. Perhaps he would have told Cyno if he’d asked, but that would have ruined the fun. And the surprise.

By pulling more than his fair share of very difficult strings that involved weeks of negotiations, bartering and a little bit of intimidation, Cyno has managed to secure something special; a Matra-approved detective licence. Though he would have to liaise with the Matra (something Cyno would, naturally, see to personally), with this licence in hand, Heizou would be free to conduct and pursue cases in Sumeru whenever he saw fit. This, of course, included permanent access to accommodation whenever he visited the nation, all expenses covered by the General Mahamatra himself.

All that’s left is to deliver the somewhat ambitious gift.

Nervousness is not an emotion Cyno experiences frequently, but he feels the stirrings of it now as he stands stiffly at the edge of the dock overlooking the newly arrived ship from Inazuma, his gift hidden away in an envelope behind his back. For a brief moment, Cyno contemplates stuffing the envelope back into his satchel and pretending nothing had happened. What if it’s too much? Too presumptuous? Is he overstepping a line that should not be crossed? All those questions and more swirl inside his head, but are soon silenced as he spots Heizou jogging down the gangplank.

Just the sight of him is enough to quell the restless storm within him; he’ll follow through with his plan, no matter the consequences. His decision made, Cyno relaxes his shoulders, lips curling into a small smile as he takes a short step towards his partner. 

“ Aboat time you washed into shore, ” He delivers the poor pun (he’s saving his best for later) with a straight face, drawing his arm from behind his back to hold out the envelope to Heizou. “ For you. Happy birthday. ”

The journey from Inazuma to Sumeru remains surreal to someone as unused to the sight of the ocean entirely encompassing his surroundings as Heizou is even after the dozenth time partaking in it - the endless blue offering him a sense of peace (there are no constraints in the middle of nowhere, no fatal dangers, no murderous creatures, no whimsical lightning strikes to be cautious of) but there is also far too much idle time on his hands to spend within the confines of his mind, faced with naught but the low murmur of the passing waves and the widespread freedom to think of anything and everything without worry of interruption.

Typically, the silence aids in Heizou's endeavors of planning the key points of his trip or cracking ancient yet unsolved cases as a side hobby, but today the silence feels beyond lonely, suffocating rather, as though the detective has found himself underneath the waves rather than above them. It's a common occurrence for his mood to drop as soon as his birthday rolls around, particularly so when he cannot find relief in hiding behind orchestrated distractions to pass the time until his birthday is no more, and a part of him wonders whether it'd have been for the better to schedule this trip for another time, or whether it'd have been simpler on him to extend an offer to someone to join him on the trip.

A hollow laugh escapes at the idea, one hand reaching to touch the stanchion while the redhead gazes towards the horizon. Neither could've worked, for Sara has granted him time off with his special day in mind (an awfully sensible thing of her to do, and frankly Heizou isn't sure how to feel about it) and there isn't anyone he wishes to bother with a request as inane as "spend some time with me" when everyone he knows is leading busy lives that could do without his extra interference. Kazuha isn't there anyway, and Shinobu is busy with interviews... nevermind his family. When was the last time he has even seen any of them, other than his cousin? When was the last time they had even cared to spend his birthday with him, or to gift him anything that wasn't meant for his future as the dojo's owner?

A fleeting pang of his heart ensues at the rather pathetic realization (there is no one else he can deem a friend in the land he's lived all his life, nor do his blood ties care about his existence beyond their own reputation), but an abrupt & rough inhale of air followed by a longwinded exhale (a tested & tried method) breaks the detective out of the depressive slope he may have otherwise found himself sliding down on, and Heizou attempts to refocus his attention onto something better suited for his precious time than brooding. That isn't like him, after all (he never allows it to be).

Although with far more effort than usually required, the hours-long voyage ends without a hitch. Little progress has been made in any of the cases he's tried to piece together along the way, and his mental state hasn't quite recovered from what it has been like ever since the day has started, but resiliently as ever, Heizou finds himself determined to banish the lows and concentrate on the highs as the brief turbulence heralds the ship's arrival in Sumeru. The fact alone seems to brighten the detective's spirits by a smidgen, both as a promise to soon meet with his dear friend, and as a welcoming of distractions sure to come in the shape of the city's hustle and bustle.

Perhaps the sudden wave of excitement at the prospect is what brings some spring to Heizou's steps, but he grows slightly more energized than he'd been until that point, vibrantly making his way onto the docks. It certainly helps that an overly familiar head of white hair also pops into view as soon as he glances in Sumeru's direction, and Heizou cannot help the fond chuckle that escapes him at both at the sight itself and at the very much expected pun that greets him. He's heard better ones before, but Cyno's expressionless way of uttering every joke never fails to bring a smile onto his face, nor does the other's mere presence ever fail to uplift his mood.

It's such a simple thing, and yet Heizou already feels much better than he has all day. ❛ I was wondering what joke you'd be starting today off with. If only my friends from back home knew I have the privilege of hearing puns like these every time I visit Sumeru, they'd be envious for shore. ❜ A warmer smile stretches on his features after replying in kind (a habit he may well fall into in Inazuma too if left unchecked) and for a moment Heizou contemplates opening his mouth again, to either talk about his trip or to inquire about where his accommodations are this time around, or perhaps even to invite Cyno for lunch.

However, the unexpected birthday wish that leaves Cyno's mouth next knocks the air out of Heizou's lungs, his cheerful persona breaking apart for a fleeting moment while his smile subconsciously wavers and his eyes widen in response. There are many emotions swirling through him all at once (shock, confusion, disbelief), plenty of which must have made their way onto the surface as well, and even though verdants manage to glance down at the gift and understand that he isn't imagining it, the redhead remains at a loss (for words, and for what to think of any of this). ❛ ......You... ❜ -knew? ❛ I... ❜ -don't believe I've ever told you when my birthday is.

The lack of cohesion in any of his attempts to speak prompts Heizou to not speak at all, the temporary silence growing fairly awkward while he works on gluing himself back together into a more presentable self. It's with great effort that he manages to smile brightly again (although this time around it tethers on the falser side than the genuine one he'd worn before), brushing off his initial reaction to the gift as simply being shocked by the surprise rather than owning a deep distaste for his birthday & a heavy unfamiliarity to being thought of in such a manner.

How is he meant to readily accept this as reality when no one else has ever put nearly as much effort into celebrating his birthday in all the years he can remember? ❛ You sure know how to leave a man speechless, Cyno. ❜ A laugh, practiced enough to not sound as broken as he feels, and Heizou gracefully extends a hand to welcome and accept the gift. ❛ Do you mind if I open it now, or should I leave it for later? ❜ His tone is upbeat, a stark contrast to the brief accident from moments prior.

Ever so slowly, curiosity peeks its way onto the fray, driving the detective to want to know what gift the other could've spent his resources on with him in mind - though truth be told, Heizou considers himself unable to be disappointed even if nothing but a single coupon lies inside the envelope (the thought alone... the endeavor of finding out when his birthday is in spite of his never mentioning it... the act of gifting him something, anything - that is more than enough for him to forever be grateful to Cyno for).

Heizou's gaze is attentive to every detail on Cyno's face as he waits for an affirmation or a denial to his subtle request (not wishing to impose - especially not now after forcing his friend to watch the sorry sight that constituted his initial reaction to a gift even existing in the first place) and only once he receives the okay for it does he deftly open the envelope, eyes carefully reading the words written on the license he finds inside.

For a second time, Heizou's eyes widen as he forgos the act of breathing entirely, certain that he must be reading something wrong, or failing to pick up on something between the lines. More conscientiously than before, he blinks and rereads it from the top to the bottom, diligently making sure not to gloss over a single word - and yet the result is the same as it had been the first time. The "detective license" words seem to stare back at him alongside the nation the license has been issued by & for, and this is one of the few times in his life that Heizou can attest to an out of body sensation (the first one ever when the occasion that prompted it is happy rather than tragic). "Shikanoin Heizou"... a detective license meant for him, in a nation that he has done little to deserve something this grand? Not to mention how hard it is to obtain one even after proving one's worth---

Inhaling just enough air to keep his body from ceasing to function, Heizou's gaze lifts to stare into Cyno's eyes in a silent query, a plea to tell him now if he's misunderstanding something or interpreting this poorly, but no such negative answer comes, and the reality of it all suddenly hits Heizou akin to a wave hitting a capsizing ship in a stormy night. But this is no stormy night, it's the brightest day he can recall on ever having; and this is no drowning feeling as much as it is the feeling of finally breathing again after having previously been submerged. He opens his mouth to say something - a thank you to express his gratitude, a question from the myriad that are circling in his mind, an anything that might escape him in reply really, but a salty taste finds itself on his tongue, and only after glancing down at the odd drop of water on the license does Heizou realize he's crying.

A low gasp accompanies his realization and the redhead has half a mind to wipe his tears on the back of his hand and try to regain his composure before thanking & reassuring Cyno that these are happy tears rather than sad ones, but instead he glances at his friend again, and the worried expression he's met with only warms his heart further, softening and making it beat even faster than before (to think that Cyno is worrying about him now... even though he's been nothing but a rude mess in the face of a heartfelt gift the other must've been through hellish trials to obtain... it feels almost wrong of him to be as happy about it as he is).

Perhaps he should follow his usual, trusty logic, but the overflow of emotions has even Teyvat's best detective beat - and Heizou can't stop himself from almost jumping into Cyno's arms, tightly embracing him in an attempt to convey how he feels in a way that words could never manage. ❛ Thank you, Cyno... really... I love it. ❜ Is all he manages to shakily let out against Cyno's skin amid the tears (and he'll have to apologize for those too, once he'll catch his breath) but the soft giggle that follows and the grip he has on the other (which spares not even the air that could've separated their bodies) speak enough about Heizou's mood on their own that they'll hopefully ease the anxious tension his friend must feel by even a bit.

The port is generally busy enough to not warrant just anyone a glance, but this particular sight might be an exception to the unspoken rule - after all, when would anyone ever be able to say they've seen someone (a foreigner, no less) happily embracing the General Mahamatra himself, and being met with no punishment for it, ever again? For once, though, Heizou doesn't care to pay potential bystanders any mind, instead focusing every bit of his attention onto the calming scent of Cyno's hair and the coming to terms he has to do with his newfound circumstances.

❛ You really outdid yourself... ❜ A soft whisper, only for the two of them to hear, much like the rest of Heizou's words. ❛ How did you know it's my birthday today...? And how- how did you manage to issue a detective license for me? I know what I went through to get one back in Inazuma, and that's the place I was born... so I know it couldn't have been easy for you to obtain it... ❜ An acknowledgement Cyno most definitely deserves for everything he's done, and although Heizou has managed to somewhat comprehend this situation, he still cannot believe anyone would go this far for him (of their own volition too).

And for his birthday no less, the one day that has given him more anxiety over the years than even the worst of the cases he's worked on. What a deeply ironic thing, to watch the day he's disliked the most now prove to also be his happiest... His heart steadily tempers as he slightly shifts his head to rest his cheek on Cyno's shoulder, making no move to put distance between them (though allowing Cyno to easily do so if desired), and Heizou glances up at the other with a small, authentic smile, awaiting an answer while remaining partly deep in his own thoughts.

Come to think of it... this is the first honest gift he's received that has even a smidgen to do with his own interests rather than the giver's... isn't it?

[dawntheduckrb]

They put me downstairs at work :(

All thumb healing progress was undone in one evening apparently. It actually felt mostly fine on Sunday, until after work. They put me in an area I'm rarely sent to on Sunday evening, and I had to do a ton of heavy lifting. My arms are sore but it's like a post-exercise soreness (painful, but still very normal). My thumb felt fine allllllll day today, until I started to draw. Even with breaks, it still feels super tense, and now it's hurting even when I'm not using it. I'm gonna take that as a sign to stop for the night lol

I have one drawing I want to finish before school starts back up, because I'm worried it'll distract me if I don't have it done before then. Of course, if my hand prevents from finishing it, I'll manage, but that'd suck :')

On a lighter tone I feel very strongly about this cat in a blanket I found, I don't know why it amuses me so much but it's such a mood

[dubiousdoctors]

WORLD'S WETTEST LITTLE DANDY GAINS ANOTHER POINT IN THE ENDLESS GAME OF THWARTING ACADEMIA

[theythemmer]

for years my friends have tried to get me back into minecraft and idk how to explain to them that after tosoth the game will never be the same . it’s been A DECADE and this fic still rules over my brain

[sapphic-woes]

I think if a butch took my face in the palm of her hands and simply said that I was good. And that I was cute, I unironically would have a lot of my issues solved rn.

[weardes]

[loverofartandgaypeople]

LIKE I JUST NEED TO SEE THE BYERS HOPPER FAMILY ACTUALLY FUNCTION AS A FAMILY. LIKE I WANT SIBLING MOMENTS BETWEEN JANE AND WILL AND JONATHAN AND I WANT MOMENTS BETWEEN HOPPER AND WILL AND I WANT MIKE TO BASICALLY BE EL'S FAMILY AGAIN (HE ALWAYS WAS) I NEED A PLATONIC FAMILIAL BOND TO BE ESTABLISHED BETWEEN EL AND MIKE. I NEED TO SEE SMILE AND BE HAPPY FOR THEM WHEN SHE SEES BYLER INTERACT AS A COUPLE. I NEED HER TO HUG THEM AND SAY "I'M SO GLAD YOU GUYS ARE OKAY" AND I NEED THEM TO BOTH SAY "ME TOO" BECAUSE THEY HAVE, AND ALWAYS WILL BE...HER FAMILY. I NEED MOTHER DAUGHTER MOMENTS BETWEEN JOYCE AND EL AND I NEED ALL THE JANCY BYLER PARALLELS. I NEED THEM ALL MORE THAN I NEED WATER AND OXYGEN. I ALSO NEED A PARALLEL TO THE SCENE WHERE NANCY AND JONATHAN WAKE UP AND THEY'RE LATE AND JONATHAN RUSHING TO GO TO HIS JOB AND NANCY RUNNING OUT THE BACK DOOR. YEAH I REALLY NEED THAT PARALLEL WITH BYLER. THE ENERGY JUST MATCHES. ALSO LITERALLY ANY JANCY SCENE EVER BASICALLY. ESPECIALLY THE GETTING MURRAYED SCENE.

I NEED BYLER TO GO ON A REAL DATE. I NEED THEM TO KISS EACH OTHER, I NEED TO SEE THEM INTERACT AND FUNCTION AS A OLDER ROMANTIC COUPLE. I NEED EL TO FIGURE OUT HER OWN PERSONAL STYLE AND BECOME HER OWN PERSON. I NEED A EL MAKEOVER SEQUENCE WITH THE WORDS IN THE BACKGROUND "NOT HOPPER, NOT MIKE...YOU." AND A SHES THE MAN REFERENCE WITH JOYCE SAYING "NOW PRESENTING...THE NEW, NOT IMPROVED...JANE HOPPER! AND SHE WALKS IN LOOKING SO DIFFERENT AND SO MUCH MORE CONFIDENT AND BEAUTIFUL AND HER BROTHERS AND HOPPER ARE JUST STANDING THERE SHOCKED. AND MIKE AND HOPPER ARE PROUD OF HER. SO IS JOYCE.

[mephilver]

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