#going to cry myself to sleep

[scrollonso]

"carlos might go to williams" "someone save carlos" "alex and carlos might be teammates"

WHERE IS LOGAN GOING

#im mourning #going to cry myself to sleep #goodnight f1blr #f1 #formula 1 #williams f1 #williams #carlos sainz #cs55 #alex albon #aa23 #logan sargeant #ls2 #if anyone says hes not gonna have a seat im gonna kill you #give him the haas seat #or the other sauber seat #or an alpine seat #I DONT FUCKING CARE WHERE HE GOES

[bidisasterevankinard]

So sad and anxious (and I guess touch starved) I literally felt sick being not in one specific hoodie (good thing it's not hot today) and for hours I don't want to take it off

#diana.txt #roler coaster of my days #yesterday super productive #today super sad #like i had a breakdown in shower #never felt so bad #going to cry myself to sleep #and yep if you will not see me some next days it's ok #just need some time without socials I guess

[309971103278]

:((

#eternally sad #need him so bad he doesnt even know it #going to cry myself to sleep #thibking about his pretty face #and his big hands #and imagine what his dick looks like while i cry #personal

[a-dumb-sarcastic-bisexual]

Like the majority of society I’m obsessed with Nimona

And I rewatched it a million times and one thing always sticks out to me 

There are moments when Ambrosius is surrounded by light like a little protective bubble 

That keeps him away from the man he loves more than anything 

#nimona #nimona 2023 #ambrosius goldenloin #ballister boldheart #ballister x ambrosius #goldenheart #he always looks so small in these scenes #like the light is going to swallow him whole #it almost looks like a little kid wearing his parents clothes #like he’ll never live up to the expectations society has placed on him #this man is so lonely for the whole movie #poor baby had to figure out everything by himself #he looks so tired in the second picture #the thing that kills me is in the last scene he tries to leave the bubble #but Bal shoved him back in #bubba looks ethereal throughout the whole movie #this movie man #it kills me slowly #I love it so much #I’m gonna go cry myself to sleep now #people from the rise fandom know I only post angst when I’m sleep deprived

[keep-dreaming-killjoys]

I just want to have this on my blog <33

#i will never be normal about this. #izzy. pls let me pin you to a corkboard 🥺👉🏻👈🏻 #anyway. stunning performance. gonna go and cry myself to sleep now #our flag means death #ofmd season 2 spoilers #ofmd

[dannyuta]

9-1-1 | 7x05: You Don’t Know Me

#jenkinsbarry #roderickstrongs #evan buckley #eddie diaz #buddie #911 #911edit #* #*911 #*gif #i haven't stopped thinking about this in weeks #i listened to pierce the veil's cover of karma police while making these and now i'm going to cry myself to sleep

[glitteringpoet1685]

Not a day goes by where I don't think about how Sizhui is the embodiment of the Lan principles despite not being Lan by blood, exactly how Wei Wuxian was the embodiment of the Jiang principles despite not being a Jiang by blood. God I forgot how tragic this show was.

#mdzs spoilers #the untamed rewatch going great i wanna cry myself to sleep #the untamed spoilers #mdzs #the untamed #lan sizhui #wei wuxian

[dykebun]

IS THIS HOW MY TITLE LOOKS ON DESKTOP????

#can’t have shit #going to cry myself to sleep #𓆩♡𓆪

[simplepotatofarmer]

today is june 1st, today is what would've been technoblade's 24th birthday and it feels surreal he's no longer with us.

he touched so many people, changed so many lives, and made an impact on the minecraft youtube community that will never fade. despite everything, he leaves behind an amazing legacy full of accomplishments and kindness and humor, a community known for their generosity, and content people turn to even now for comfort.

and in that way, he's still with us. each one of us carries on his memory and legacy, always to be missed, yes, but always to be loved and treasured for the amazing person he was and the things he did.

i know he's looking down at us, amazed at how far we've come. happy birthday, techno. we love you and we miss you.

#technoblade #mcytblr #now excuse me while i go cry myself to sleep!

[scratchybeardsweetmouth]

“If you're not ready to stop being with someone, I don't really know how to cope with it.” - Hannah | Jason Sudeikis and Hannah Waddingham on Richmond Till We Die, Ted Lasso Season 3

#tedlassoedit #tedlassosource #tedlassogif #hannah waddingham #jason sudeikis #tedbecca #ledtasso #trueloveistreacherous #ted lasso s3 #ted lasso bts #im gonna go into a corner and cry myself to sleep now #manigif #hannah and jason #1k

[shrimparts-blog1890]

Can we get a drawing of Darling and Apple kissing? 👉👈💕

#dappling #darlapple #ever after high fanart #ever after high #eah #send me asks #ask me stuff #darling charming #apple white #BRB I GOTTA CRY MYSELF TO SLEEP #i m gonna go feral on these two one of these days #best otp #ty so much anon

[magicandmundane]

I have a headcanon. But first: story time!

I am the elder sister, and when my little sister was born I was about two and a half years old. So, not really cognizant lol. But! I do remember just one moment, an instant really, and that is sitting next to my dad and getting to hold the little twerp (affectionate) and kissing her on the forehead.

Now for the headcanon.

Omega was probably right around the same age (maybe a little older idk) when her little brothers, the OG Bad Batchers, were born. She was probably running around Nala Se’s lab all excited about there being more clones like her, about having brothers. So, the only way Nala Se could get her to settle down was by sitting her down and letting her hold one of them.

And she held Hunter first.

#hence why they’re just Like That #their relationship is so special to me #i’m gonna go cry myself to sleep about it goodnight y’all #the bad batch #tbb omega #tbb hunter #hunter and omega #tbb headcanons #THE brother-sister/father-daughter duo of all time

[starry-bi-sky]

my body's aching like a knock-down drag-out

and my poor heart is an open wound A Childhood Friends Au snippet that very briefly delves into Danny's life post-accident. CW: Mild Mentions of Blood, Violence, VERY mild gore ig. Danny briefly recalls getting impaled during a fight.

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What they don't tell you about being dead is that it hurts. That it can hurt. That it can hurt more than when you were alive. That when you die, the emotions you die with stick with you like a leech that just won't let go. That emotions are ugly little thorns that stick their barbs into you and grow beneath your skin; or, at least, whatever’s left of it. 

Danny is familiar with anger. It kept him warm in Gotham, when his parents weren't home from work and he and Jason were crowding Crime Alley with their presence. It kept him warm in Amity, when the fresh sting of moving was still needling into his heart and he wanted nothing more than to rip and tear into the closest person next to him.

He's familiar with violence. With fights. With death. He's seen people die in Crime Alley probably every day. From overdose, from gunshots, from stab wounds; anything that can kill, rest assured he's seen it. He's familiar with getting his own knuckles rough and bloody when other kids turn and bare their teeth at him and Jason; they're all just starving dogs stuck in a fighting pit, primed and ready to rip out each other's throats. 

Black eyes, stomped hands, bloody noses. You name it; he’s had it. Gotham is paved with the blood of her children, and Danny likes to imagine that when he was born, the doctors handed his mother a file and told her; “Take it. He’s going to need it for his teeth.” 

Danny’s mom (and dad, for that matter) was too busy trying to keep him and Jazz fed, so Danny stole the file from her drawer with Jazz’s help, and did it himself.  

He’s familiar with anger, he thought he was getting better at it these days. It doesn’t come to him as easily as it did before. Of course, that was before Jason died. 

Danny is less familiar with grief. Caring kills and Gotham kills the caring, so Danny cares very little about other people. Or he tries to. But grief hurts. His grief hurts. It hurts too much. It hurts like a bug trying to crawl out of his chest; like a rat chewing a hole through his heart. Some days he wants to dig his hands into his hair and split himself down the middle. Some days he just wants to scream. 

He’s dead. He’s dead. He’s dead. 

He wants the whole city to hear him wailing, some days. It sticks itself in the back of his throat like bile, and Danny is one wrong retch away from letting it loose. It sticks in his lungs like all the tar he’s smoked in since he was nine. It pushes and aches at his temples, in his head, like his brain is trying to swell out of his skull. His thoughts becoming so loud they threaten to commandeer his tongue.  

He has no mouth, but he must scream. 

Something they don’t tell you about being dead is that it hurts. That it hurts more than when you were alive. Something they don’t tell you about being dead is that it’s violent. That it’s bloody. Or as bloody as it can be when everyone has no blood. 

Another thing they don’t tell you about being dead, is that it’s a lot like Gotham that way.

With no threat of death, Danny’s enemies forget death itself. Blood comes easy, like water, and teeth are encouraged. Bring your own fangs to the fight. Dying is something you can just walk off. 

Danny’s been dead for three months. He can’t say he’s been walking it off easy. He’s perfected the art of turning his nails into claws since his heart was still beating, but he can’t say he’s perfected fighting other ghosts. 

Scrappy is just not enough. 

He feels like he’s back in Gotham again. Back in her death-shroud alleyways, fighting someone bigger than him. But there’s no Jason to watch his back, and Danny has to get himself out of there alone. Or he might just not get up at all. 

Black eyes, busted lips. It’s familiar to him like an old scent, Danny isn’t quite sure that he’s missed it. It’s more familiar than his fights with Dash. 

But there’s no one else who can do it but him. Not Sam, not Tucker. He can’t lose them too. He can’t. He can’t. He can’t. His heart can’t take another break, he already feels like he’s going insane. 

With no threat of death, Danny’s enemies fight like death themself. He learns why when Technus puts a street sign through his stomach one day. It pins him to the asphalt like a moth pinned by its wings. 

Danny claws at the metal like how an animal caught in a trap chews off its leg, and every move is blinding pain. He thinks he was howling, but it’s hard to tell. He couldn’t recognize the sound of his voice. 

He bleeds green. It mixes in black with the pitch blackhole in his heart, which throbs and twists and cries in time with his reckless panic. The finger-choking terror of dying again strangles out the air he doesn’t need. His blood evaporates, only to reabsorb into him. It just bleeds out again, cycling like a snake eating its own tail. 

Danny breaks his nails clawing at the metal, and eventually gets it in his mind to pull it out. So he does, and the end drips ectoplasm green as he gets to his feet. In red-vision, Danny sends the sign back with snarling, vicious fervor. The pain is irrelevant in his rage.

Only after the fight does the hole the pole left start to close. Danny doesn’t shift human until it’s gone. Unlike other injuries, a scar stays behind. Ugly; mottled, it aches for a week with every twist and stretch his body makes. He hates it. 

Being dead is agony. 

Every part of him is in pain. Every step, every word he speaks, everything he does, it is prerequisite with pain. The body is temporary, but the soul is forever, and death has carved into it with its freezing green hands and left him with never-ending heartache. It has torn from him and stolen what of him it could, and in return it’s left him with sorrow. 

His pain is his grief, and he’s sobbed in the safety of his room more times than he can count. It’s still as fresh as the day he heard the news of Jason’s death. He knows, instinctively, that it will stay fresh forever. 

In his room, Danny shoves his hands over his mouth and shrieks in whatever, muffled way he can into his pillow. It’s not enough. It’s never enough. He needs to be louder. He needs to be heard. He refuses to be. 

Being dead hurts. 

#tw mild gore #cw mild blood #cw mentioned violence #dpxdc #dp x dc #danny fenton is not the ghost king #dpxdc crossover #dpdc #dp x dc crossover #dead on main #dp x dc au #dp x dc fanfic #cfau #cfau danny #obsessed with the fact that danny just has the WORST fucking time after jason dies and baby i can make it worse #*kills you and makes you a banshee and puts you in an irrevocable state of grief* #delicious angst. danny is having the wORSt time ever lol. lmao even #was originally meant to explore the idea that danny can survive lethal injuries as phantom. which briefly got mentioned. #but i got away from myself. leaning reaaal heavy into the fact that danny's a banshee. At 19 he's got a pretty good handle of himself #but imagine being a fresh out the gate banshee. usually they get time to themselves in the zone to cry until their heart's content. #sorry danny. you have school tomorrow and family sleeping in the bedroom next door #kinda proud of myself. you can kinda see how Rath would've occurred here. #danny is going through it rn #was gonna add a snippet about the city's thoughts on phantom but couldnt fit it in

[demigod-of-the-agni]

A thing for @breakfastatmiles' dtyis challenge on instagram :)

Been a while since I drew the world's most favourite boy (like. almost a year ago???? uh woops) I wanted to draw something for Percy's birthday but alas I had no idea what to draw :'') consider this late Percy Jackson b'day art

Variants under the cut

#also stop i literally just realised one of the texture images i used has the fucking “stock photo” in it im literally gonna cry #praying to every god that yall never find it. and if you do.... exclusive pictures of dino agni :) #anyway i spent probably the whole day on this. my anatomy exam is tomorrow and i know jackshit #(convincing myself that it's okay i was using anatomy knowledge to draw percy lol haha hashtag in denial and sleep deprived) #i guess now i have to go back to finishing assignments.. #percy jackson #percy jackon and the olympians #percy jackson fanart #pjo fanart #pjo #myart #artoftheagni

[bbbeowulf]

REM DRIVE START!!

save me dreams of estorra, save me…

this was supposed to be nothing more than a sketch but it turned into a half-rendered piece so here’s my humble sacrifice to aphblr’s brainworms 🤲

#forever in the deepest pits of despair that dreams of estorra was never finished #ill never ever forgive them for not finishing it #does anyone else remember the hype #the sneakpeaks #the art #THE VISION!!!!! #I’ll never recover #I’m going to cry myself to sleep watching dreams of estorra for the millionth time again #aphmau #Aphmau dreams of estorra #dreams of estorra #aphverse #aphblr #art #aphmau fanart #aphmau fandom #fanart #digital art #digital illustration #digital drawing

[nessberry]

"yue qingyuan deserves to know the truth about sqq." well yes but also, it would completely destroy his life bc he literally would not rest until he found shen jiu again. He would actually he horrified to think he had left xiao jiu all by himself for several years AGAIN. Ended up in shen yuans world without his memories? He's finding him. With his memories? He's finding him. He's actually still in his actual body, but isn't the main consciousness? Qi ge is bringing him back out, I fear. He woke up in some rando book extras body? He's finding him. He ended up in a whole other mxtx book? YUE QINGYUAN WILL FIND HIM

Doesn't matter if it takes him a day or a month or a year or 800 years or 1600 years he'll find Shen Jiu again

#he'll find him and shen jiu will ask what took him so long #im gonna go cry myself to sleep now #mxtx will actually write a whole series just for them and let me show you my presentation on why thats gonna happen #let me have my delusions in peace #let me just pretend #im gonna hyperventilate thinking about Them #qijiu #yue qingyuan #shen jiu #original shen qingqiu