#im CRYING in the CLUB right now

[retrokid616]

orym stole shit for fearne!

#cr spoilers #live blogging #bells hells #campaign 3 #critical role #tokusatsu #why im crying in the club right now #fearne calloway #orym of the air ashari

[empty-pringles-can]

Aziraphale you get the fuck back down here and do your apology dance dammit. Good omens cant do this to me in the year of our lord 2023.

Im just supposed to go about my day knowing gabriel and beelzebub get the happy ending?

#good omens season two #good omens #good omens 2 #crying in the club right now #no literally im hysterically sobbing at the tv wtf #im blaming buddy holly #aziraphale dont worry i just want to talk #michael sheen #david tennant #aziraphale #crowley #my life is a lie and i need to go find fix it fanfic

[heungmins]

they were onto something when they didnt let women watch sports actually

#people starting fighting for rights and now im about to cry my eyes out and kill someone bc of a football club

[heartofarcanum]

Perhaps one of my favorite love confessions of all time

Rob, my love, you dropped this:

👑

#THIS IS A MAN #THIS IS A MAN RIGHT HERE #‘don’t make excuses for me’ #LOVE OF MY LIFE YOU HAVE SECURED YOUR PLACE AS KING OF MY HEART #OH MY GOD I AM NEVER GETTING OVER THIS LINE #ON MY DEATH BED ILL BE TELLING MY GRANDKIDS #‘and then he said don’t make excuses for me’ #‘that’s nice grandma’ #YES #YES IT IS NICE #OH MY GOD IM SHAKING CRYING THROWING UP ETC #ROB YOU KING I KNOW YOUR DICK IS BIG #BUT NOW I REALLY KNOW IT #arcanum #romance club #rob steltz #rob x selena

[majimassqueaktoy]

Saejima and Yuki ultimate besties arc WHEN

#i just think they'd be funny #like Yuki turns up at Majimas with wine and take away food #and Is like MAJIMA SAN OPEN UP RIGHT TF NOW MFER #bc she does that now she knows where he is but come 2010 this GIANT dude answers the door like :? #and Yuki's immediately suspicious like is Majima tied up dead in there? and Saejimas like ?? no? Im just stayin here #and shes like OH WAIT are you saejima? yeah majima got really drunk one time and told me about you! Yeah he was crying and shit GAY #and then she just invites herself in and starts telling Saejima all these stories of the club sunshine days #and then Majima gets home and all the food and drink are gone and saejima and yuki are laughin together #and hes like HAW WHAT THE SHIT #and then hes constantly interjecting in yuki's story to 'correct' her and those two are bickering and saejimas just sittin there like :) #I think itd be cute #also yuki hangin around two of the scariest looking gang guys with her lil glasses n turtleneck is objectively funny

[milf-harrington]

mum didnt tell me her husband would be home today instead i just had to wake up to him banging around in the kitchen and now im anxiously sitting in my room bc i need to finish my sisters jacket and my sewing stuff is set up on the table, but i cannot handle being alone in a room with him even if its for a few seconds

#hes not insude right now but like. the idea of him just walking through the back door when im at the table makes me want to cry #step dad hate club #captain speaks

[practicingbushiho]

SAM/NIN Solidarity

#YuHien #ffxiv art #unfortunately they are my otp sorry #t4t headcanon btw #Hien Rijin #Yugiri Mistwalker #im so weak i am so weak i am crying in the club right now #snix art

[straightfromthetorturedpoetsdept]

Something I get very soft about is the fact that shake it off was one of the last songs she wrote for 1989, and how the song/mv was like the epitome of Taylor during that time. She would deflect and hide her pain and the mv is just her doing fun dances but there is no point to the video. Like you don't learn anything about the song or the writer but then with delicate we get a whole video depicting how dancing helps her get rid of the negative emotions she feels during high anxiety situations and how vulnerable it was for her to showcase the awkward dancing because it's authentic to who she is and it's honest about her emotions. Also the part where she is literally practicing facial expressions in the mirror, that was so fucking autistic of her holy shit.

#have i rewatched delicate #yes #and im soft over it the symbolism is so beautoful #taylor swift #shake it off #delicate #taylor music videos #mv analysis #1989 #reputation #i am crying in the club right now #song analysis

[chradi]

Gonna barge into the hospital and just ask that they amputate my lower leg

#tried calling my doctor...SHE IS AWAY.???? AGAIN???????? UNTIL OCTOBER #so now I have to wait until i maybe get an appointment for tonight??? but I have to call at 3pm exactly #BRO THE HEALKTHCARE SYSTEM IS GARBAGE #IM BITING THE QUEBEC GOVERNMENT IN THE THROAT #please just take a fucking sample of this stupid leg lump and tell me if its dangerous or not AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH #jen rambles #shitting and crying and screaming in the club right now

[acidiborici]

Sex is called love making for a reason. It's a language on its own. It's how you speak to someone you love, how you share your insecurities, anxieties, affection, passion, anger, you speak in kisses, you speak in touch, you speak in movement, you speak with your eyes. Imagine having this unique language which only two of you understand, which doesn't need words. This unique person will know when do you need just a drizzle of affection and when do you need a storm in sex to get over other storms in life. Your relationship in a strange way is synonymous to sex, it's not just pretty, it's messy, it takes patience, it takes iterations, it takes complete vulnerability, it takes shedding layers, it takes making some feel safe, accepting their flaws, appreciating and communicating. Love making literally nothing but creating more love.

—Fleabag Season 2 (2016)

#i dont know why im crying in the club right now

[transgenderdragons]

ozzy cant cry for obvoius reasons but their heart will get goopy and melt and he just has to wait for it to form back together again. robot equivalent of red eyes and a headache

#theirs a little metal sphere at the core that it forms around #jack stauber tears falling down at the part type guy dont know why im crying in the club right now etc #also im repurposing one of my old ocs to torment them ^^ sorry ozzy teehee #oc: ozzy #clutching the sink dripping and watching the red swirl around etc etc etc. hes having a Time #feeling like hes losing it and just being normal bc he doesnt know what else to do etc #chatty catty

[ubepan]

this bingpup shit gets serious

#crying in the club right now #im so devastated

[umi-iro]

my job has me dreading every single day and I'm anxious as all hell feeling like I'm going to throw up but it's a "the only way out is through" type situation I just want this all to be over so things can get better

#its been an ever-declining situation for months now and everything's imploded #two people are out indefinitely due to concussions and one quit because it wasnt worth it #so im doing the job of four people and have to make decisions and teach student plans #and i have a stupid fucking club that i run that's just. one extra thing to stress about and now im crying #anyway. I'm pretty much at rock bottom right now 👍 #I'll get through it dont worry things just suck a lot right now #*gives a thumbs up while lying face down in a puddle of tears*

[godzexperiment]

There was no ranting, it wasn't an pleasant atmosphere but amicable enough. Wrapped up in his wings, knees up to his chest with arms on them. Casually laying his head on them to watch his maker. Relying on his ability to take note as he genuinely got lost inside his own head. Entertaining himself by trying to picture humans going about their daily business. It wasn't perfect, since he sure hadn't ever met any and well or seen an single one either. But that was almost half of the fun. Getting lost in details like how an smile might look. Or the sun, sunlight reflecting off their eyes and the green of the grass. Unaware of the little breath he took as remembered to add in that people breathe. Or exhale- unaware the attention paid briefly his direction. Too lost in his project going on in his imagination.

#<< dream you cannot escape >> drabbles #(you've heard about crying in the club- im crying inside an recycling bin right now) #(xD) #(beloved birb)

[manicpixieginger]

#thin lizzy #im not crying in the club right now

[evie-sturns]

drunk - Chris Sturniolo

summary: you show up to you, and your boyfriend chris's home drunk after a girls night out. chris has to take care of you in your interesting... state.

contains: fluff, mentions of alcohol, vague mentions of throwing up, crying, swearing.

a/n: i wanted to do a little mature chris fic because i dont see enough of that, i hope you guys like this!!

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tonight started as just me and 6 other friends at a club, before i left the house chris made it very clear i need to be home before midnight.

right now its 1:30 of the next morning, my friend grace is glued to my side as i cackle, watching her twerk on the dancefloor. i drag her to the bar, throwing back several more shots.

i'm not sure what time it is, or where the other 4 of my friends are but all i know is i should probably be getting home..

"graceee" i laugh, pulling out my phone and attempting to call an uber, all the text is jumbled. a girl walks by me, i grab her arm lightly and hand her my phone, "call me an uber please babe" i say to the girl, she smiles before handing my phone back shortly after,

"its coming in 10 minutes!!" she calls out over her shoulder as she walks away.

i drag grace out of the club as we laugh about nothing, the uber pulls up and we pile inside.

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i stumble up the front porch of chris and i's house, swinging open the front door as it hits the wall with a bang, i let out a small laugh as my heels click against the wooden planks.

"chrissy!!" i yell out a stupid nickname, chris walks out from the bathroom, hes shirtless only wearing sweatpants, which sit dangerously low.

"where the fuck have you been!" chris says, his voice serious as he grips my wrist firmly.

"uh.. club? obviously," i say with an attitude.

"drop your tone, come with me." he says, pulling me down the corridor into his room.

"sit" chris says, dragging me over to the bed and gently placing me down on the end of his bed. he gets down on his knees and starts to undo the straps of my heels, pulling them off my feet. "ow christopher!! 'fuckin hurts." i whine, folding my arms

"do you know what time it is?" chris asks, "like 10pm? can you read a clock?" i reply with an eye roll, my tone slurred.

he stands up off his knees as he looks down at me on the bed, i look to the side, chris grabs my chin,

"look at me." he says, making me look up at him with the hand on my chin. he stares into my eyes,

i erupt into tears, "your mad at me and im really really sorry but i-.. i" i say as mascara starts to flow down my flushed cheeks.

chris shakes his head, closing his eyes "i'm not mad at you sweetheart." he says, picking me up off the bed and placing me on my feet,

"you wanna know what i think?" chris asks softly, i nod my head.

"i think you've had a bit too much to drink tonight, you think so too?" he says, putting my arms in the air and lifting my mini-dress up over my head,

he walks me over to his closet, pulling out a pair of my small pyjama shorts and one of his shirts, which pulls onto me.

"you look pale baby, do you feel sick?" chris says, speed-walking me into his bathroom to get off his carpet.

"yeah." i sniffle, he sits down next to the toilet on the cold marble tiles, he pulls me onto his lap where i stay on my knees.

all of the achohol i've had tonight exits my mouth into the toilet bowl, "there we are." chris says, stroking my hair as he holds it behind my head.

"good girl, your okay." he sighs, "at least all the shots are out now" he says, standing up and walking me over to the sink, leaning me over the sink and filling up his hands with water as a cup.

he pours it into my mouth with a small laugh, i swish it around before spitting it back into the sink.

"feeling a little better?" he asks, picking me up by my ass and taking me towards his bed.

"im sorry." i say, letting my head fall forward into his bare shoulder, "don't apologise, you throwing up all the drinks you've had is much better than keeping it in okay?"

i nod, he lays me down in bed before pulling the covers up over me. leaning over me as my eyelids grow heavy.

"chris.." i say quietly, my speech still slightly slurred, "yeah?" he replies "i'm sorry for being mean" i say, chris laughs,

"dont worry about it precious." he smiles, leaning down and pressing a kiss to my lips,

"chris!!! i've just been sick!" i say, pulling away.

#sturniolo #matt sturniolo #chris sturniolo #nick sturniolo #sturniolo x reader #chris sturniolo x reader #sturniolo smut #sturniolo triplets #matt sturniolo x reader #sturniolo fanfic #chris sturniolo imagine #christopher sturniolo #chris sturniolo x you