#burst into tears again

[gojosbf]

it's okay guys i adopted them after this. they're safe

#I will fucking burst into tears not even kidding #why did i take up this manga again #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #nobara kugisaki #yuuji itadori #megumi fushiguro #kugisaki nobara #itadori yuji #fushiguro megumi #jjk anime #jjk s2 #1k

[oh-snapperss]

creature comfort

“We won’t win today,” Cleo says, and Etho knows she’s right. Knows their time has been running out since the first secret was whispered to them in voices all too familiar, has known that this day was coming, has known that all this time, it’s not been a question of if–it’s been a question of when. 

They’re going to die today. Distantly, Etho wonders if the domesticity they’ve worked for will die with them, or if it will follow them back home. 

Will his home ever be a physical place again? Home is where the hearth is, where the warmth is, where the world is shut out and it’s just the three of them. 

Home is where Cleo is. 

“That’s alright,” Etho smiles instead of voicing all of that, wishing, of all things, that he didn’t still have that awful cough that Cleo had insisted he rest over for a few days. “We’ll be alright.” 

They’ll be dead–and what are the dead, if not alright? The dead don’t have coughs, or pain, or fear. They’re just dead. Etho thinks he might not mind it so much, this time. He’s finally learned to spend his time wisely, and he’s built a home no flaming arrow could ever take down. 

Just by the cow pen, there’s a stupid little porch Etho had built a while back. They’re nowhere near it now, but every night he and Cleo had watched the sunset, drank a final cup of tea, and turned in to sleep over gossip and giggles only they could draw from each other this time ‘round. Before, Bdubs had made him laugh like that–now, Etho wonders how long before there’s a sword at his throat. 

Even so, while Cleo laughs and watches him set Scar’s porch on fire, Etho hopes he might have the privilege of watching the sunset from the porch one last time. He’d survive the day, if only for another sunset with Cleo. 

BANG. 

Tango’s gone–Etho knows it in his heart. Surely he should feel an ache for him, should ask how he went. Instead, it’s easy to accept it. 

The wardens are fun. That’s all they are, now. Before, they had been terrors, then the answer to a desperate prayer he and Grian had made. The carnage of those terrifying beasts feel muted compared to before, but with the wind flying through his hair, the elated cries of Cleo in front of him, Etho can’t care. Not this time. They lead two clear to the middle of the server before they’ve decided to finish having their fun, and Cleo’s just stepping up some rocks when she says it. 

“You’re my favorite, you know that? You’ve always been my favorite.” 

He does know, he does know now. He’d guessed it that first sunset, when Cleo sat down with a giddy smile to recount their day. He’d thought it, when she’d wrapped a blanket around his shoulders after his failures and rested her head on his shoulder without a word. He’d lived it, when she had shouted that she would kill him if he tried to kill her–but was reassured otherwise that night on the porch again, with the curse ebbing from his bones. 

Today, he knows it in the blatant rebellion against what’s supposed to be the end, the dread, the fear. 

“You’re mine too.” Etho grins back, and knows that they’ll see his smile even through the mask–knows they’ve come to recognize it in his tone and way his eyebrows scrunch together. . 

They wind up in the sky base with Grian–Grian, who hasn’t quite reached the same conclusion they have. Etho knows by the shadows under his eyes he won’t give up, that he’ll fight clear to the end. Once upon a season, Etho had been the same. 

Not this time. Never this time. 

Around ten minutes to sunset, Etho and Cleo set down their dripstone and bows, and sit on the edge of the cobblestone wall. 

“I don’t think we’re gonna make it back to our base for it this time,” Etho jokes, nudging his shoulder into Cleo’s. Cleo laughs, a carefree thing, and wrinkles her nose. 

“I don’t think we’re gonna make it back for it any time, if we’re being honest.” She leans back, one hand half behind her to support her weight. 

“I know,” Etho says. He brings his leg up to his chest, wrapping his arms around it. Behind them, cobblestone is placed–Grian, ever the survivor. “It was nice, though.” 

“It was nice!” Cleo beams. “Are you alright with this?”

“Yeah, I think so,” Etho hums. “‘s not so bad. Dying with a friend.” 

“It won’t be,” Cleo agrees. 

Because that’s just it, isn’t it? Etho’s never died like this–he’s died at the flames of an arrow shot while protecting his king, he’s died in fights after his allies were killed. Hell, he’s died hand in hand with a soulmate hellbent on killing him now–but he’d been in a frenzy then, a rage-induced thing meant to burn up the place that had never been a true home to them. 

He thinks he won’t mind dying with someone. 

The sun sets in brilliant hues of orange and pink, and they sit together, this final tradition not lost in the face of inevitability. Just as the first star twinkles, Grian comes over, hoisting them back to their feet. 

“They’re coming,” he says. 

It’s time. 

They shoot a few arrows, break some dripstone, all to no avail–but that’s alright, he’s got Cleo, and they’ve got him. 

But oh, the games are never kind, are they? Etho slips, his foot landing weird somehow–and he’s whistling through the air towards the ground at a speed too fast. It knocks the breath from his lungs when he lands–does he hit the clutch? Stars, he doesn’t actually know, because there’s arrows shot at him, shouts of glee from the hunters, and suddenly Etho’s not Etho, he’s just prey–and prey only know to do one thing. 

Run. 

Etho flies forward, dragging his sword out. There’s not many safe spaces left on the server–stars, Grian had even mentioned their base was but a crater in the hill. 

But the porch… the porch was intact. Supposedly. 

He enderpearls, and enderpearls again, and it’s still not enough. The screams behind him are closer, and closer, and then further–and oh, Etho knows it’s time. He’s dead, he’s gone, he’ll be but a wisp of the wind in a few minutes whether he likes it or not. 

And he won’t die by Cleo. 

Cleo, Cleo, Cleo. Oh, he’d not meant it to be like this. He’d meant to die with a smile, right by her side–just as they were meant to die by his. This wasn’t the plan, this wasn’t the plan. A sob claws its way up his throat, the beginnings of the blind panic he’d never meant to feel tonight. He’s going to die, alone, without the comfort of his Cleo. 

Home. He wants to go home. 

Home is in the air, a hundred blocks above him. He’ll never make it–but he can make it back to the porch, the one place of peace. Now, he can feel the twinge of something broken in his ankles, probably from the fall–and the cuts, the bruises, the blood scent thick in his nose. He’s so tired. 

He wants to die at home, he wants to die at home. 

“Oh, he sounds like a wounded animal… let’s put him out of his misery.” A voice said. Cold fear grips Etho’s heart, and he stumbles forward–the porch is in sight!

Let him die at home. Let him die at home. 

A shadow fills his vision, and Etho’s not even had time to lift his shield before blinding pain fills his stomach, and it’s over. 

He’s not allowed that creature comfort of dying at home. 

#secret life #secret life smp #ethoslab #zombiecleo #cletho #secret life spoilers #my fics #tw death #I don't have an explanation at all for this #Is this cohesive?? i wrote it in a daze. in under thirty minutes #if it's not great OH WELL #this is how i am coping #god i'm never gonna feel okay again about them #never ever #i'm fucking insane #bursts into tears

[crypticpuffin]

I’m sorry

#saw #saw v #peter strahm #sawposting #LOOK if I don’t laugh about it I’ll burst into tears. again

[harringroveera]

Steve wakes up and feels weird. His bedroom isn’t his bedroom anymore. He takes another look.

It is his bedroom. Of his parents’ house back in Hawkins. He is back in his old bedroom. The house is empty. Everything looks odd.

He turns on the TV. Will Byers has gone missing. He stumbles outside the door and picks up the newspaper. November 6th, 1983.

He’s gone back in time somehow. 15 years backwards. To the first day it all started.

Steve crumbles the newspapers in his hand and decides this time he’s going to fix everything.

Including saving his soulmate from his death 13 years ago

#harringrove #steve harrington #billy hargrove #time travel au and steve is redoing everything #he feels so weird being in a relationship with nancy again #he didnt try to sleep with nancy and saved barb #desperately tried to be friends with billy when he comes #nearly burst into tears when he saw billy again #meanwhile billys so weirded out whys that pretty boy crying at the sight of him #among other things #steve did everything he could to save everyone and especially billy #or is it a timeloop au where he fails to save billy and wakes up on november 6th 1983 again? #and again and again until he did it right #billy x steve #billy hargrove x steve harrington #harringrove au #harringrove headcanon #harringroveera

[royalarchivist]

Phil: There is a small delay– it's the same translations as the ones used for the– the ones on screen that you can turn off right now. Those ones with the plugin, only it's sending it to a browser source so I can pop it onto the screen. It's cool! I like it. I'm sad I can't customize it more when I'm offline. I have to like, do it when I'm live. So... there we go, nice little test.

Phil: If I add it fully, I'll add all the languages Chat, and then try and make them match. I guess I could probably figure it out on my alt.

I know there's been a lot of bad news this week, so I want to share something nice: Phil is thinking about adding subtitles on screen so that VOD watchers can still have access them.

#Philza #Phil #This DID make me burst into tears all over again #Phil plays hardcore #May 15 2024 #There are still good ripple effects #Even if I'm still grieving and sad and frustrated #The ripple effects are good

[rosepompadour]

DICK VAN DYKE and MARY TYLER MOORE in an advertisement for Joy Dishwashing Suds

#did anyone watch his birthday special on cbs last night? #i have to watch it again because i kept bursting into tears and i missed so much lmao #my truest love 🩷 #the dick van dyke show #dick van dyke #mary tyler moore #tv: shows about nothing #*

[heartsoftruth]

LEWIS x GAYLE

“Did you ever take winning for granted?”

#no but I indeed did #that feeling when he wins again will be amazing #I will burst into tears 😂😂💀 #lewis hamilton #gayle king #f1 #lh interview24 #lh video24 #lh nyc24

[esmes]

i'd be twice the wife she was 🎥 @theriddletrades

#sweeney todd #sweeneytoddedit #broadwayedit #musicaltheatreedit #annaleigh ashford #LET'S TRY THIS AGAIN SHALL WE #if you saw this yesterday... pretend u didn't xoxo #i had a novel in the tags but let's see uh #that's babygirl that's darling heart that's my beloved #a decade and a half of solitude and she got so close #bursting at the seams with love and desperate enough to do anything to keep it close #she was flesh and blood and alive and available and ALL his if only he'd been capable of wanting her enough to take her #the tears glistening on her snarling face oh LORD #yada yada anyway </3 #**

[corrodedbisexual]

Don't mind me, just going through a whole new level of mental breakdown at that iconic CC scene after reading an old interview of Joseph's.

#joseph quinn #joe quinn #eddie munson #mishabawlinsgifs #misha-bawlins gifs #okay but i am legit going insane over this so go on please join me #his dream was playing relatable characters that make people feel #and then he went and gave us Eddie #who was so human and relatable and made us feel so much SO SO MUCH TOO MUCH #and we wouldn't shut up about how much we love Eddie #Joseph wasn't sure he 'fulfilled' some 'requirements' for representing a relatable character #3 years later people are telling him he did exactly what he had aimed for over and over again at every convention #him tearing up at that? in his place i'd be on the floor bawling my eyes out #crying hold me together please my chest is bursting with how much i adore him

[bellcza]

our chicago <3

#I SAW THIS AND BURST INTO TEARS SO OBVIOUSLY I HAD TO SHARE WITH THE TL #SO SORRY ;____; just emotional about pedri again #our boy 💛 te amamos #pedri gonzalez #fc barcelona

[mostlyanything19]

As someone who has been anything from vaguely let down to severely diappointed by the endings of most of the series I’ve ever really loved -- the ending of Cabin Pressure is So. Good.

#cabin pressure #p #by which i mean at some point i burst into tears every time #but it's not *sad* #not at all #it's a little bittersweet in parts but mostly it's hopeful #things change but they also gently carry on the way they always have. just a little different #and everybody has grown so much over the course of the series. in their respective ways #and there are new horizons for martin but there is also an otter in the flightdeck #and everbody just kind of falls into a place that will carry them forward in a good way #and the next location starts with an A again and the lemon is in play.

[kadextra]

It’s just like. q!Slime, a character who thinks he doesn’t have anyone, deserves nothing & is supposed to suffer alone, being faced with pure Love.

People want to know he is okay and being taken care of even if they don’t know him well. Even the mistakes he made out of grief in the past - people who were directly affected, like q!Bad, never held a grudge. they completely understand, and all they want to see now is Charlie healthy and prospering. Every person and egg on the island smiles and reaches out to help someone who needs it.

The same goes for q!Quackity, who thinks nobody cares, but has so many people who are worried for him. q!Forever who thought he was losing everything, but had friends to lean on that wouldn’t leave him. q!Jaiden who distanced herself in sadness and was welcomed back warmly with open arms.

It happens every time, because the people on this island say you don’t have to go through it alone, we will make sure to let you know that. You are still loved and a part of this family no matter what.

#in my feelings ranting about qommunication and love smp again ueueueue #ough it always makes me want to burst into tears #qsmp #qsmp slimecicle

[blastdamage]

like... i personally have friends whose loved ones are in ukraine. ive seen firsthand how the war in ukraine has traumatized and terrified them despite being safe here in so-called canada. they can't sleep at night because they are worried sick about the people they love. they are a shell of their former selves. the invasion of ukraine isn't some abstract thing for you to use as a rhetorical device, it isn't a fucking team sport, it isn't a joke for you to own the libs with or whatever, it's a real thing that affects real human lives. i have a profound disgust for people who speak of the war which such callous disregard.

#my barber's family is in eastern europe. some of them are in ukraine #i'll never forget the look he gave me the week after the invasion started #im about to cry in the middle of this coffee shop lmao #we talked about it again yesterday (as well as gaza) while he was cutting my hair and i almost burst into tears #💔💔💔 #i know it's corny but like.... i just want there to be peace on earth!

[thosewildcharms]

not to over-indulge in my own tags and this extremely hyperspecific au but walk with me for a minute. it's this scene from the series finale of LOST except make it rick and michonne. and instead of it being them reuniting in the afterlife it's them reuniting after the poof! no apocalypse timeline reset and they're getting flashbacks of the original zombie apocalypse timeline. do you see my vision.

#richonne #the IDEA is they both wake up and the apocalypse did not happen (like rick wakes up from his coma but the world did not end) #but they both feel panicked because something is not right. there is a sense of loss and grief they cannot explain #they look at carl and andre respectively and burst into tears and are hyper vigilant around them and don't know why #their partners go to touch them and they flinch and they DON'T KNOW WHY #meanwhile little things give them deja vu that they don't understand #and then because Invisible String of Fate they somehow cross paths and lock eyes and it's The Fence multiplied by like a million #and then idk if the flashbacks come all at once or a little over time but either way they Recognize each other #and it torpedoes both of their lives #idk what happens after that but DO YOU SEE THE VISION #oh and there are RULES such as #the stronger your connection with someone the more easily you ~remember them when you meet again #and also the longer you lived through the original timeline the stronger your memories are #so for example since richonne would obviously had been alive at the time of the reset #they'd have crystal clear vision of their memories once they regained them #but people who died quickly would have either a vague memory or no memory of the original timeline #this is so you could have the DELICIOUS dichotomy of rick and michonne remembering EVERYTHING while lori and mike remember basically nothin #AGAIN DO YOU SEE MY VISION

[brotherconstant]

FOUNDATION 2.04 Where The Stars Are Scattered Thinly 2.10 Creation Myths

#foundationedit #foundation #just loading the gifs made me burst into tears all over again. never over them i'm blowing myself up. #foundation apple tv #constant x hober #brother constant #hober mallow #isabella laughland #dimitri leonidas #beegifs #tvedit

[beforeyougo-turnthebiglightoff]

guys im gonna start crying i love u all here is mutual appreciation post 💞

@coucous-ballad @abouttofillhisshoes @sunsets-and-satsumas @abboutross @bayleequits im so bad at usernames @goingtoparisagain @lucyskniqht @iregretbeingherewheniwas10 @k4tie75 🫶💞❤️

#if i keep typing im gona burst in2 tears #if i didnt tag u i still love u but im fighting demons rn #never make me go through the end of a tour EVER AGAIN #im making a mutuals tag #moots :3 #being sappy as usual