#WEEPS CRIES...SOBS..

[pastry3]

[tezzbot]

I love these two so much it's ridiculous...

[gorgynei]

hes beautiful. he looks so fucking good

[shalomniscient]

man. why’d they give feixiao such a sad backstory now what gets me going isn’t brainrotting some crazy wild intense kinky fucking but sex so soft and sweet it makes your teeth rot

[nightvale-thoughts]

i got to watch the total solar eclipse yesterday and all i could think of was the dark planet of awesome size, lit by no sun, an invisible titan, all thick black forests and jagged mountains and deep, turbulent oceans…

[jazzy-art-time]

all the talk of fnr reminding me how cool I think it all is, have some fanart!!! :D hope you're having a good day!

OUGHHHH ITS MY THIGN!!! THE LIL THING THANG!!! WEEPS!!!! CRIES!!!! THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! IM SORRY I DIDN'T SEE THIS EARLIER I'VE BEEN MUDDLED BUT WAAAAA THANK YOU!!!

[rooolt]

I will simply never get over kugrash, like thinking about him makes me sick will utter sadness and love. I genuinely think he’s one of the best characters ever written, acted, portrayed, whatever you want to call it, he’s ruined me. He’s got everything, he’s a little creachur, a pathetic old man, a deadbeat dad, his children are Santa and a vampire, and now he’s fully just the universe because he ate a bagel. He’s a dancer and he’s the rat king and he’s a hairy baby and he broke Esther’s curse his name is Bruce. Like he’s so iconic with his dumpster smell and his plastic bag shoes and I am going to cry just writing this post. I love him so much, Brian Murphy I owe you my life for this utterly beloved guy taken from us too soon and yet at the narratively most perfect time.

[stefisdoingthings]

Nightow. Hey Nightow. Thank you for making men cry in various situations. Doing God’s work.

[the-gayest-sky-kid]

sniffles before breaking out into full sobs

[angelpuns]

me when I remember that my lil sibling thinks I am a good singer and has told me so even though I am arguably really bad IT'S JUST LIKE WHEN LEO TOLD SPLINTER HE WAS PRETTY LIKE WAAAA SHUT UP WHAT IF I CRIED

[catinasink]

save me becoming the lastnames by will wood

[ghostbite0]

I made this for you! I hope you like it!!

AWWW its me!!!!!!!!

thank you so so so much for taking the time to make this this is so kind <33 i appreciate it sm omg... the little expression AWW

[dororoxpenana]

Inspired from the latest lil Encanto comics, I love me some friends to lovers 😭💚

Context: Bruno and María in my fanfic Love & Roscónes meet at ages 25 and 23, from there the rest is history✨️

[schroedingerscryptid]

[VERY LOUD CRYING NOISES]

[werenotacoupleyesyouare]

You see, the thing about c!Wilbur is that he's been numb for so long. He's been in Limbo in the cold, grasping at his memories which only froze him over even more with guilt. Then he comes back and suddenly he can feel again. He can feel pain, joy, desperation and hope, and it's almost blinding to him. Even the hate he afflicts to himself is better than nothing, he enjoys the burn as much as anything else. He keeps chasing after those feelings, the more intense the better, to avoid ever feeling numb again. That's why Quackity is "the fire he needs to keep going". Quackity hurts him as much as he intrigues him, there's an allure to him because Quackity deals him the pain that he's too afraid to deal himself. When that initial hype is gone though, when he starts seeing the world as it really is, things change. The pain is not mixed with pleasure anymore, now it's just that: pain. He feels guilt, shame and regret, and without realizing it he starts chasing that spiral again, focusing only on his past and throwing himself down on his knees, repenting. What he never understood is that feelings and affection can come at him slowly, without harm. They can flinch first and settle down, nurturing his hurt and accepting him. Quackity doesn't need to be fire, he can be a quiet flame that keeps him warm. Maybe he'd even prefer it. The people he cares about would want to love him and welcome him back, but they're afraid Wilbur only wants them in his life to hurt himself with them. He never understood this, because he ran away once again. But maybe, on those warm nights in Utah, when he reads over a letter from Tommy, or Niki, or even Quackity, maybe he begins to see it. Maybe he understands that love can be quiet and forgiving and easy to grasp. Maybe he was wrong all along. Maybe he can begin.

[justmwahstruly]

oh my gor