#pretty crier

[anisangeldust]

Pretty when you cry 𝜗𝜚⋆

Summary: feelings are hard.

Pairing: young politician!Coriolanus x Fem!reader

Warnings: tooth rotting fluff, Coriolanus is stressed and needs you, emotional vulnerability, mentions of parental loss, crying.

A/N: just some heart-achy fluff bc I’m in the mood to coddle someone rn🎀

Masculinity and Bravado were drilled into the brain of Panems president since the day he was born, festering like an infection, multiplying like an invasion, until all he could feel was shame for feeling.

So often he’d find himself teary eyed, chanting soliloquies of “Men don’t cry, you aren’t weak, crying makes you weak.” like mantras around his apartment, such nonsense that those superior used to undermine his naturally empathetic soul.

It wasn’t until many moons later that he crossed your sacred path, your mere presence a soothing compress on his aching heart. Little by little, you cleared his night skies from its once insurmountable peril, the darkness that had consumed his soul was no longer seeping through his core, instead it soaked through his eyes, salty drops of crystalline water flowing down his milky cheeks.

At the moment, he was being comforted by his ever so generous and loving wife. The emotions he buried so desperately were now flowing like a river in front of his own personal Aphrodite, a tsunami of emotions flooding his soul, lapping at the weak spots of his delicate being. Never would anyone describe Coriolanus Snow as vulnerable, but right now he was. Your tenderness akin to the mother he lost so long ago, and his trembling frame that of a little boy. This is love in its rawest form, the ability to express vulnerability without judgement, the thing Coriolanus so clearly craved his whole adolescence.

Heaven was breaking down in your arms, having a rough day and coming home to you, the woman he loved with every ounce of his being, to have you hold his face and tell him it was all going to be okay; your murmured words like a warm compress on his aching heart.

So often he reminded himself that he was allowed to have bad days, being president was draining, and the cracks in his mask were deepening, he could no longer hide from the flood, he had to just make sure he didn’t drown. Luckily you were his life boat. Despite all his hard work, sometimes the darkness prevails, dawning cloaks of false serendipity, only to shed its light and consume your dignity. The darkness that clouds his vision, creeps into the corners of his mind, dampens his thinking, the darkness only you can cut through. He beam of light, his saving grace.

Coriolanus was a blubbering mess, your fingers running in his platinum curls a reminder that he was safe, that he was going to be okay. Slowly, he lifted his head from your chest and sniffled.

“I don’t deserve you..” he murmured, eyes red and puffy from crying so hard.

“Shhh, just lay on me baby, it’s okay, I’ve got you” you cooed, pressing his face back into the soft fat of your chest. As to which he happily complied.

The muscles of his shirtless back were relaxed, melting into you and your warm embrace. He wrapped his arms around your middle and hugged you like you were going to disappear if he let go, you were his most precious gem, a beauty unmatched by the most divine beings, a goddess amongst men, and Coriolanus was your most devoted apostle.

Slowly, his breathing regained stability, his pink lips no longer quivering, chest no longer heaving. You peppered his teary cheeks with kisses as he calmed down slowly. His mind slipping form consciousness as he fell asleep.

“I love you” he croaked gently, voice rough and tone uneven, the most vulnerable state Coriolanus Snow could be in, the one reserved for you.

“I love you too baby boy, so much. Now sleep, it’ll all be okay” you mutter as he flutters his eyes closed and lays on you completely, your own personal weighted blanket.

Coriolanus was truly sculpted by the gods, how else would he be so pretty when he cries?

[earlgodwin]

DAVID OAKES as Earl Godwin ↴ VIKINGS: VALHALLA | The Thaw ( 2.04 )

[reidiot]

evan peters is such a pretty crier 🥺

[bbina]

SHE 👹MADE 👹HIM 👹CRY 👹YN 👹BABYGIRL 👹ITS 👹ON 👹SIGHT👹

heres a lil imagery for yall basically imagine the love 119 mv wonbin cry but instead of making the 😖 face its a 😕 face with tears rolling down his cheeks .

for more depth just imagine wonbin trying to blink away his tears before he lets himself cry for real . when he looks at her hes so teary eyed puffing his cheeks and all that trying to suppress everything while still gently talking to her during their last moments . still taking care of yn even if she just crushed his heart and soul 5 seconds ago at this point his lips r puffy and his eyes r swollen yk

[thewriterblock]

block me out / gracie abrams

I think I’m burning alive, but nobody sees the fire/ ‘cause when I open my mouth, I seem to be stuck in silence/ and I thought of leaving tonight, but I couldn’t drive this tired

[crystallizedtwilight]

figurehead.

[fukuwuku]

Rafayel my beloved

[guessilllive]

Manic Pixie Dream Girl.

[getousatoruu]

You are telling me all this time I could have had this but they DIDN’T INCLUDE IT…. THEY SHOULD DONE THE LIPS TREMBLING PART AT LEAST l am so sad 😔😔

[dirtymortalkombatconfessions]

[storge]

Don't do this... don't do this. Your Highness, leave the court with me. I'll take you away. I've made up my mind. I have a long journey ahead. There's no telling when I can come back.

Story of Kunning Palace (2023) 1.29

[st4rfckerz]

Hi nai I finally came online after depriving myself of tumblr for a lil 😛

Okay I have two thoughts (one is so cute and the other is absolutely nasty).

1. Comforting ani after he has another nightmare.

He wakes up, gasping and looking around in a panic. When he sees you beside him though, it seems like the screaming in his head quiets down. Running your fingers through his hair, rubbing circles into his shoulder, all of it helps to ground him. Imagine him leaning up against you, fully trusting you and relying on you for every bit of comfort he can manage at the moment. He doesn’t want to talk about it, but having you here is enough for it to all be okay.

2. Giving him head until his actually quaking and crying.

His hot tears falling down his face, the saltiness of it reaching his lips as he whimpers and whines.

“S’too much, ah-“

But his hips keep bucking and his muscles tense in that way you know he’s about to cum again, and you know he loves it. He also hasn’t used the safe word, so if he really wanted to stop he would’ve by now. It’s almost pathetic, sobbing and whining but his dick twitches every time you tell him to give you one more. But you can’t complain, he is a pretty crier.

-🪩

your brain wtf

ok so with the first one, i feel like comforting anakin during a nightmare would actually help him so much because he left his mom at such a young age so i guess he never really experienced a lot of affection or nurturing growing up, so it would definitely ease his nerves within seconds.

then with number twoooo.....oh boy. this has AOTC anakin written all over it. he'd be complaining about how he can't take it, but his body would be telling you differently. you can clearly see his abdomen tensing and his legs shaking and then, just like you expected, he cums again. when you lean back and get a good look at him, you can see just how worn out he is. his sweet face all pink and wet from his tears, you just have to kiss him because he did so good for you.

[my-rose-tinted-glasses]

Happiness.

The obligatory doom.

[fear-is-truth]

[add1ctedt0you]

Wen Qing🤝 Jiang Cheng

Caring caretakers:

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