#i cried while making this

[icriedforthemoon]

Always your heart will be aching for me and your mind will give you the doubtful consolation that you did a brave thing.

[khaoala]

Don't get on people's nerves. Stay alive and come out of there in one piece.

What? I've got way more mellow since I met you, you know?

FIRST KANAPHAN as KANT PATTANAWAT and KHAOTUNG THANAWAT as BISON episode 11 of THE HEART KILLERS

[laki-fruitpunch]

This render broke me so obvs I had to draw it

(cleaning out my gallery, and forgot I even made that lmao)

Tumblr credits - wedix

[0nlyhere4phil]

[localratwithcowboyhat]

6/14

[indestinatus]

tony & ziva — 🔙 to the start

[madsadeyes]

the party 4 u epidemic has reached the guidja household and there will be no survivors.

[starlover28032acc]

@theallianceofcelestials

Wanted to test out a new drawing software I got and decided on Watchful Nightmare- turned out pretty good for something as confusing and complicated as Blender.

Also I don’t remember if Eclipse got blanket burritoed in WN so I guessed.. also I feel like I made his colors weird, spare me

[ruru195]

Let Me Carry You

Bendy clenched his teeth, his whole body convulsing as another wave of nausea overtook him. He barely had the strength to turn his head before thick, black ink spilled from his mouth, splattering onto the cold ground beneath him. His chest heaved, desperate for air, but his throat was coated in sludge, making every breath feel like he was drowning from the inside out. His limbs were weak, trembling, and no matter how much he tried to will his body to move, it wouldn’t listen.

He slumped against the rough brick wall of the abandoned building, his vision swimming. His body burned, his temperature sky-high, but at the same time, ink seeped from his skin like he was melting. He could barely keep his eyes open, but he forced himself to, forced himself to stay awake. He couldn’t afford to be found like this.

He hated it when people pitied him.

He hated when Boris tried to help, his big, worried eyes looking at him like he was some fragile thing that needed saving. A kid like him shouldn’t have to deal with this. That’s why Bendy ran every time he felt the attacks coming, disappearing before Boris or anyone else could see him like this.

The pain began to subside, just a little, but it left him drained, his whole body aching, his mind clouded with exhaustion. He let his head fall back against the wall, staring up at the sky, his breath still ragged.

What the hell was he even doing anymore?

His life was a mess. A never-ending cycle of pain and exhaustion. His debts were piling up. His job was hanging by a thread, his boss constantly yelling at him for dozing off. He had housework that never seemed to end. And then this. These attacks that tore him apart and left him feeling like he was coming undone, like his body was betraying him.

His fingers curled weakly into fists. It’s all falling apart.

His chest felt hollow. He squeezed his eyes shut, trying to push the thoughts away, but they clung to him like a sickness.

Then—

Warmth.

Strong arms wrapped around him, lifting him from the ground with ease.

Bendy’s eyes snapped open in alarm, expecting to see some stranger, but instead—

“Cuphead?” he rasped, barely able to get the words out.

Cuphead didn’t answer right away, his expression a mixture of worry and frustration as he adjusted Bendy in his arms, holding him securely against his chest.

Bendy’s heart pounded in his chest, a sharp wave of panic surging through him. He hated being carried. He hated feeling small. With what little strength he had left, he tried to shove Cuphead away, but it was pathetic, his arms barely moved before going limp again.

“Lemme go,” Bendy wheezed, his voice cracking. “I’m fine. I don’t need—”

His throat tightened. He couldn’t even finish the sentence before his vision blurred with tears.

Cuphead pulled him closer, his voice quiet but firm. “I ain’t lettin’ you go.”

Bendy choked back a sob, trying to fight it, but the dam broke.He hated crying. He hated being vulnerable. But in that moment, he couldn’t stop it. The exhaustion, the frustration, the helplessness, it all crashed down on him at once. His whole body shook as he sobbed into Cuphead’s shoulder, his fingers weakly gripping his shirt.

Cuphead didn’t say anything at first. He just held him, rubbing slow, calming circles into his back, letting him cry.

Bendy gasped between sobs, his words barely coherent. “I—I can’t do this anymore, Cup. I—” He hiccuped, his breathing uneven. “I’m so tired. I—I—”

“I know,” Cuphead murmured. His voice was steady, grounding. “But you don’t gotta do this alone.”

Bendy squeezed his eyes shut.

“I ain’t helpin’ ya ‘cause I feel sorry for ya,” Cuphead continued. “I’m helpin’ ya ‘cause I care. ‘Cause I don’t wanna see ya destroyin’ yourself like this.”

Bendy let out another broken sob.

For so long, he had carried everything on his own, convinced that no one really cared, that no one would stay if they saw just how bad things really were. But Cuphead was still here. He wasn’t looking at Bendy with pity. He wasn’t treating him like he was broken.

He was just holding him. Letting him rest. Letting him be.

After what felt like forever, Bendy’s sobs faded into quiet sniffles. His body was still trembling, but the tension had slowly begun to melt away.

For the first time in a long time, he let himself relax in someone else’s arms.

He wasn’t sure how long they sat there, but eventually, exhaustion won out, and he let himself lean into Cuphead, his breathing steadying.

From that day on, Cuphead was the only one Bendy would let carry him. And whenever he felt like everything was falling apart again, he would let Cuphead hold him, sometimes while talking, sometimes in silence, learning, little by little, that maybe… maybe he didn’t have to go through it all alone.

[chenslucy]

i’m still your boy

[leva-prava]

It took two seconds of hearing a vague Czech-like accent for my Slavic ass to fold like a lawn-chair

Close-ups!

[ladyhawke]

THE TERROR 1.06 “A Mercy” BLACK SAILS 2.05 “XIII.”

[dramaticnia]

Wolfs 2024

Dir. Jon Watts

The more I watch this scene, the more it breaks my heart 💔 Jack's presumably last wish was to know Nick's name, and there was that intense longing in Nick's eyes as he looked at Jack maybe for the last time — I feel like they had a new purpose to live for after this — and I was NOT supposed to cry over it 😭

[waffle-time-god]

“I guess I always dreamed of being as strong as my dad.”

Future Gohan you deserved so much better.

Full image under the cut

This was supposed to be a quick sketch that turned into several days of casually adding to it until we got this. My first attempt ever at a comic lol.

[scarredwoods]

SPOILERS FOR Usagi Yojimbo: WhereWhen

Womp womp

[kobrafangs]

hi heres a little edit i made heeheheh... discreetly slides you a box of tissues ....sorry in advance